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bestiality/my-friend-larry.txt	Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories From: dogboy@netcom.com (Pat MacGregor) Subject: My Friend Larry (g, best, WW) Message-ID: <dogboyDL5I8A.LGI@netcom.com> Organization: NETCOM On-line Communication Services (408 261-4700 guest) X-Newsreader: TIN [version 1.2 PL1] Date: Sun, 14 Jan 1996 03:12:10 GMT Lines: 209 My friend Larry By Pat MacGregor Let me tell you about my friend Larry the werewolf. I met him a few years ago at our one local gay bar. I didn't know of his lycanthropic tendencies then, he was just another one of the fellas. Not a looker, he'd never stand out in a crowd. He was sort of plain; stocky, not a troll mind you. Just ordinary. The first time I saw him, he was hanging around the pool table sort of looking like he'd like someone to play a game with. I wandered over to him and introduced myself and asked if he wanted to shoot a rack. He said yes and that his name was Larry. As we played, we idly chatted about ourselves. I told him what I did for a living; that I was currently between lovers, I liked monster movies, jazz and Italian food. He didn't say that much about himself. I gathered that he worked in one of the local shops, lived in a small room nearby and generally led a quiet existence. I didn't think a lot about his reticence to talk about himself. After all, most New Yorkers aren't as candid as I am. We saw each other occasionally over the next couple of years. I wouldn't call it dating. Went to a movie once or twice. Once I took him to a bistro that a friend of mine worked as a chef in. Never did go home with him though, it was just social. I saw him once at a Gay Pride demonstration where he and a lot of others blocked the entrance to the Brooklyn Bridge. I forget exactly what they were pro- testing, but the fact that he felt enough commitment to be there stuck in my mind. Like I said, Larry wasn't a 'looker'. Pleasant enough featured in a generic euro-stock sort of way. Not my type (what ever that means), but not bad looking either. He just wasn't someone that I'd think of in a sexual connotation. One night late in October, when the Harvest moon was riding full in the sky, I found myself at our beloved local bar and there was Larry. I wasn't in a bad mood, but I was rather down. The boy that I had been seeing for the past couple of weeks had just taken off with everything that wasn't nailed down in my apartment and I had also received a 12.5% rent increase a couple of days before. So when I wandered into the bar, serious drinking was the main thing on my mind. Larry waved me over and put a beer in my hand. He read my face and asked me why I was so glum. I gave him the basic details without too much embroidery and ordered another beer having chugged the first. After another four or five, Larry said that at this rate, "You'll be broke before you're as drunk as you seem to want to be." He invited me over to his place. I didn't want to be alone that night, felt like I should continue drinking and had never been to his place. I was curious and yes, faintly horny. We finished our drinks and left. Tompkins Square park was just down the street and Larry suggested we cut through it to save a bit of time. I said, "Sure, why not?" It was a beautiful autumn evening what with the moon and all. As we walked we talked about this and that. He apologized for saying so little about himself in the past. I got the vague impression that there was some specific item that he was referring to . Then he made a cryptic remark about us learning some interesting things about ourselves before the evening was out. We had just reached a particularly deserted portion of the park. There weren't any drug dealers or even any homeless within sight. Larry ran a couple of steps ahead; turned to me and said, "What if I were to tell you that (his body started to blur and change),I am a werewolf" the sentence silently finished in my mind. My jaw dropped and continued dropping. For instead of my friend standing in the lamplight; there was a huge black wolf who stood there silently regarding me with amber eyes and large white teeth. He stood that way for a long moment; then his form again began to blur until Larry again stood there, smiling cryptically. "You can see," he said "why I don't talk a lot about myself." I nodded dumbly. A thousand questions sprang to my lips and since I couldn't ask them all at once I stood there mutely gaping. "Well?" he asked "Are you coming home with me?" and started off through the park. I nodded dumbly and followed. My emotions were a complicated mix at that point though oddly enough, fear was not one of them. I guess I felt that since he hadn't torn my throat out when he first went wolf that I was probably pretty safe . We came to his place after a short walk. A typical Lower East Side walk up with small rooms reached only by lots of steep stairs. Since it was the fifth floor that we were going to, we arrived in a state of near exhaustion (why is it that none of my friends can find digs below the fourth floor?). We attained the landing gasping. Larry opened the door and snapped on some lights, while chuckling " They really should install emergency oxygen stations at each floor." I nodded mutely, too involved with breathing for speech. It was a studio. In this case meaning a room and a half. The half room being filled by a bed and a dresser and the room by everything else. There were a couple of cubical toilets out in the hall for the tenants of that floor. Each apartment had a tub which doubled as a counter when covered. Add a stove and fridge and you pretty much had the total furnishings. It was typical student digs, piles of clean and dirty laundry and stacks of books. Crowded into one corner were a desk and computer terminal. I sat in a chair and looked at him. "You really did turn into a wolf back there?'" I started lamely. He looked at me and nodded. He said that the first time it happened was when he was a teenager. I asked him what felt like . "Well physically," Larry began " The change sort of feels like your whole body was asleep and is now waking up. You know, pins and needles all over while your auditory and visual spectrum change. The sense of smell improves too." " And I get the strongest urge to be outdoors and running. Not chasing anything in particular, just the sheer joy of wolfishness." I nodded as if I understood. "Larry," I asked with some trepidation "Have you ever killed while you were a wolf?" "Sure;" he grinned toothily,"Rabbits. It's especially fun picking em off on the run. They're like candy." But don't worry little boy," he added with a smirk "You won't be be eaten, unless you really want to be." Well to tell you the truth, I did sort of want to be. I paused for a moment, nerving myself to ask the next question. "Larry; if sex is one of the things you want to do, would you take me as a wolf?" Now it was Larry's turn to gape. " And I thought you were just gay." He seemed stunned. I said "Yeah mostly, but I also have this thing for canids." He looked at me with some surprise and (hopefully) a little interest. I continued; "For as long as I can remember having sexual urges, dogs have fascinated me. Sure, I fooled around with some of the boys in my neighborhood; but if they were a seven on the excitement scale then doggies were at least a six. I would get so excited when a large dog would show the slightest sexual interest in me. If they weren't horny, I'd jerk them off to stimulate their lust. I loved it when they'd get real excited and try to mount my leg. I let them knock me down and climb all over me frantically trying to find a place to fuck me. Eventually, I let one and found the experience enjoyable." Larry gave me a long hard look and then spoke in a thoughtful, musing manner. "You know; I've never mated while "furred" and your offer intrigues me, but are you sure you want me as a wolf? I might hurt you." I told him I wasn't afraid (not entirely true) and that I hoped he wouldn't take any offense, but men were all over the place whereas the rest of my life might pass before I got another chance to be done by a wolf." Besides, you're a very sexy wolf." I said smiling. A slow grin appeared on Larry's face as his body went through it's lupine transformation. Nothing dramatic like in the myriad were- wolf movies that Hollywood has spawned. Just a flowing from one shape to another. One moment there was a seated man on the bed, then there was a wolf. Tongue lolling, eyes amber and mysterious. White teeth contrasting against black fur. A little bit of pink penis protruded from the dark furred sheath. The first drop of pre cum starting to pearl at the tip. I sat down on the floor beside him, cradled his massive head in my hands and lost myself in those incredible amber eyes. I stroked his fur feeling the interplay of sinew and muscle beneath the skin. He was so trim and sleek. The caress of his fur through my fingers sent a delicious thrill up my arm and straight to my libido. My fingers roamed his body with greater abandon. Larry licked my face as I grasped his heavy sheathed penis and slowly masterbaited him. His cock started swelling and protruding from its furry cover almost instantly as Larry's hips involuntarily thrust forward. I bent down and took his dick in my mouth, while drinking in with all my means the wonderful manifestation of his lupine maleness. His fur; so delicious on my skin, his scent piquant and evocative in my nostrils, his throbbing cock in my mouth so warm and tasty, filled my sensorium as he leaped upwards, clasped my shoulders with his forepaws and started fucking my face. His balls were slapping against my chin as he drove his cock down my throat. I gulped convulsively trying to keep up with the flood of cum which threatened to drown me. Suddenly he stiffened; jamming my face into his crotch as his cock pulsed rhythmically. I gulped and swallowed as spurts of his lupine seed poured from his jerking member, threatening to overwhelm me completely. Cum poured from his cock far faster than I could hope to swallow. That which I couldn't manage ran down my chin in a sticky stream to drip audibly on the floor. Finally, Larry quit hosing down my tonsils, dismounted and resumed human form. He looked at me kneeling there, cum covered and totally disheveled. "Damn, that was fantastic."he howled. I couldn't help but agree. We lay back in each others arms and smoked a joint. The taste of his semen lingered on my palate. "I hope you're not spent," I said "I want you in my ass too!" Larry smiled and took another toke. "Have no fears on that score Patty, I'm just getting started!" The night proved to be just as long and eventful as Larry promised and by the next morning it was clear that I had a new roomate and lover. The beginning
bestiality/stallion-farm.txt	Date: Mon, 3 Nov 2014 18:47:39 -0600 From: Listeryen Subject: Stallion Farm Stallion Farm Danny was the filthiest horse slut on the planet. A 16 year old petite twink with shoulder length blonde hair, he was absolutely in love with big stallions and had a veracious appetite for stallion spunk. He would sneak into his neighbors barn and suck off his neighbors Cleveland Bay every night, coming back to bed with a tummy full of the studs load. With his nightly adventures, one fateful evening he was caught blowing the stallion by his neighbor who told his parents what had happened. As they discussed sending him away to military school while he was grounded in his room, he heard a rap on his window. Squinting out of his window as the sun was setting; outside he saw a 6'4 brunette muscled bear of a man he recognized as Mr. Erickson who he knew had a farm down the road a couple miles. Mr. Erickson waved for him to come out and Danny obediently snuck out of the house to meet Mr. Erickson on the front lawn. "Hi Mr. Erickson." Danny said a little shyly. "Hello Danny" he replied casually. Getting right to the point he said "Look, I heard about what happened at your neighbors farm... How is everything with your parents?" Danny turned bright red as he mumbled "Y-you heard about that? Err... Well they are talking about sending me away to school." Mr. Erickson considered Danny for a moment before saying "Oh dear... Well I honestly expected something along those lines. However...? he paused before continuing "I think I might be able to help with a different arrangement. How about we go to my place to discuss it further?" Danny knew he was to remain in his room but he dreaded facing his parents so much that he nervously agreed. Getting in Mr. Erickson's truck they traveled down the dirt road towards his farm in silence, Danny's curiosity growing, wondering what this could possibly be about. Stopping outside Mr. Erickson's place he opened the truck door hearing whinnying from the barn just next to the house as he followed Mr. Erickson into his home, sitting on the couch in the living room. Mr. Erickson lit a cigarette and sit in the chair across from Danny before finally talking. "You see... I have 4 draft stallions, two Clydesdales, two Belgian Drafts and no mares. They're all entering adulthood and are becoming a little.... pent up." Danny simply gazed at Mr. Erickson wondering if he could possibly be offering what Danny is starting to suspect he is offering. Mr. Erickson continued "What I am saying simply is, if you would prefer not to be sent away to school... Perhaps you would prefer to come live with me for a while." Danny stuttered for a moment "C-come live with you?" said a bit nervously "But what about my parents?" Mr. Erickson grinned for the first time "I don't think a cute boy like you belongs in their house. You clearly have an appetite for stallions and I think you living here could be mutually beneficial... I won't tell them you're here if you don't." Danny simply looked at Mr. Erickson, dumbfounded but felt some excitement as this wonderful idea started to form. Mr. Erickson continued "There is a loft available in the barn above the horses stalls where you can sleep. You can come into the house to use the bathroom when you need it and I will put a comfortable mattress up in the loft for you... The draft stallions have never had their balls drained before so I will be with you the first time you drain them but you will be able to drink all the cum from their cocks that you want... So how about it? You interested in being my horses new stableslut?" Danny's eagerness was apparent as he now never looked happier and unable to find the words, nodded enthusiastically. "Well that's a start... There is only one other piece of business before we make your new living conditions here official" Mr. Erickson said. "What's that, Mr. Erickson?" Danny replied a little nervously as if his dearest dream was about to be taken away from him. "Well, I am afraid that I expect only the best for my stallions and there is something of an interview process if you really want this job" Mr. Erickson explained and didn't need to say anymore... Danny got the message as Mr. Erickson put out his cigarette, stood up and pulled his jeans down to his knees, his cock flopping out. Danny gazed at Mr. Erickson's fat 10 inch uncut cock for a moment stunned, never having sucked off a man before and Mr. Erickson simply smiling at the stunned look, stepped forward, lifted Danny off the couch and pushed him down on his knees so that his cock was right in front of Danny's face. "Let's see what my horses will be treated to" he chuckles as Danny obediently wraps his lips around Mr. Erickson's dick and starts to suck his cock. Though Mr. Erickson's cock was definitely big for a human, Danny had been sucking off his neighbors Cleveland Bay for over a year. Having tamed his gag reflex, he deepthroated Mr. Erickson's fat cock, looking up into his eyes, seeing the impressed look on his face. Danny's lips are nuzzled against Mr. Erickson's balls as he swallows his while cock without gagging even once, Danny's tongue massaging every inch of his cock. Mr. Erickson moaned with his hand gripping Danny's long blonde hair, feeling his cock throbbing in his mouth before Mr. Erickson started to shoot his load into Danny's mouth. Danny's first impression was that human cum was a little more musky then horse cum but he enjoyed it all the same and drank down Mr. Erickson's load. Mr. Erickson looked pleased and said "Wow, you really do have great blowjob lips cutie. My horses are going to be very lucky to have you as their cumdump. I am going to have to use that mouth more often... And maybe that ass...? Danny simply looked flattered and said "Thank you Mr. Erickson" as Mr. Erickson pulled up his pants with a grin and playfully slapped Danny's ass. "Well it's getting kind of late and I don't have your mattress yet for your loft... I suppose you can sleep in the house tonight on the couch... But before bed, why don't we go out to the barn and I can introduce you to the horses... You can get some dinner in you before bed...? Mr. Erickson chuckled, giving Danny's ass a squeeze. "Oh yes please!" Danny replied with obvious eagerness. "Good... Just one more thing. If you are going to be the stallions stableslut, you shouldn't wear clothes... Shoes are fine for walking around; otherwise you should be naked at all times. And your new name around the farm will be 'faggot'. Got it faggot?" Danny looked a little surprised at being addressed as such but far from being offended was actually complimented and said eagerly as he stripped off his jeans and shirt getting completely naked "Yes sir" Danny relied obediently. "Good boi." Mr. Erickson looked over the petite twink with a grin, rubbing the bulge in his jeans as he lead Danny finally out to the barn. It was now completely dark and as Mr. Erickson led Danny in, his jaw dropped. Apparently, Mr. Erickson is very well off. It was a big barn, very modern and clean with four stalls, two to a side. He glanced up and got a peak at the loft which he noticed that the horses had nicer accommodations than he would. But it was the stallions that really capture his attention. On the left side he saw two large beautiful Clydesdales with long black manes and short tails. On the right side were two massive Belgian Drafts also both with short tails, but the one closest had a long beautiful blonde mane while the other, further down had a studly blonde mohawk. As soon as Danny entered the barn, he caught a whiff of the stallions scent, his mouth began to water and his little boi cock stated to stiffen. Not going unnoticed by Mr. Erickson, he simply chuckled and grabbed Danny's hand "C'mon faggot, I will introduce you to your new masters." Hardly able to contain himself, he followed Mr. Erickson to the first stall on the left toward the Clydesdales, all the stallions, sticking their heads out of their stalls, looked curiously at the new face. "This is Steel...? Mr. Erickson said while Danny petted Steel's nose. Mr. Erickson pointed to the other Clydesdale "That's Bruno...? pointed back to the first Belgian Draft with the long mane "...that's Thunder" and pointed over to the Belgian Draft with the mohawk "... and that's Buttercup." Danny gazed hungrily at all of them eager to drink all their loads and Mr. Erickson opened the stall door to Steel. "Why don't you two get better acquainted?" Mr. Erickson said, guiding Danny inside. Danny stepped inside the hay covered stall and as he looked under Steel's belly and started to salivate. While the Cleveland Bay's cock next door was big, it was nothing compared to this. Steel's cock was only slightly protruding from his sheath but it was enormously thick and just behind was a pair of large grapefruit sized balls. He doubted he would be able to even get his hands around the stallions cock. As if pulled by a magnet, he fell down to his knees under the stud and hands shaking with excitement, started to caress the studs huge cock. Mr. Erickson held Steel's harness and pet his nose to keep Steel calm while Danny leaned forward and started to suck on Steel's balls one a time, in almost worshipful fashion, slurping on Steel's spunk factory as he stroked the studs fat cock with both hands, feeling more of the studs cock flop heavily out of his sheath as he snorted and pawed the ground. Unable to help himself any longer, he ran his tongue eagerly up Steel's shaft and stretched his mouth wide to fit his cockhead in his hungry mouth. Unable to fit more than that, he stroked furiously, jerking the stallions pent up cock off into his mouth as Mr. Erickson encouraged Danny "That's it! Suck his cock, faggot!" Steel whinnied and started to buck, fucking Danny's face as Danny had to hold onto Steel's rear legs to keep from being knocked backwards. Steel whinnies loudly before suddenly releasing a torrent of hot creamy stallion cum. Danny gulped quickly, desperate to drink every last drop of Steel's delicious spunk straight from his balls but it was too much for even an experienced horse cocksucker like Danny and some spilled out of his mouth and down his face. But Danny quickly scooped Steel's creamy jizz off his chin back into his mouth and swallowed the rest of it, feeling Steel's load pooling contently in his tummy. He slid forward and thanked Steel for his meal by giving both his balls a through sucking for another minute and got up and kissed the studs nose, whispering "Thank you gorgeous." Mr. Erickson laughed as Danny smacked his lips, savoring the taste of Steel's spunk that lingered on his tongue "god damn, you really are a hungry faggot aren't you? Well that's just fine because you got three more stallions to suck dry before bed." Danny left Steel's and walked quickly into the other Clydesdales stall next to it. Mr. Erickson pets Bruno's nose with one hand while grabbing his halter to keep Bruno still and though Bruno obviously couldn't understand him, Mr. Erickson introduced Danny to him anyway. "Bruno, this is your faggot. He is going to be your jizzrag for this evening." But even though Bruno didn't understand he certainly was excited and likely sensed something from the other stall. He snorted and nosed at Danny, nibbling lightly on his ear and when Danny looked under Bruno he was surprised to find that he was completely unsheathed and rock hard, has massive Clydesdale cock jumping and slapping his tummy excitedly. Not wanting to tease a pent up stallion, Danny dropped to his knees and quickly started sucking Bruno's cock, making lewd wet noises as he slurped greedily. Bruno suddenly blew his load with the force of a firehouse, shooting his load straight down Danny's mouth. Danny soon registered that he was cumming even more than Steel had and chugs Bruno's nut sauce as the stud feeds it to him. Bruno's cock finally started to slip out of Danny's mouth, glazing his tongue in his cock cream as his dick drools to a stop, giving Danny a proper taste. Danny got up, holding the last of Bruno's load in his mouth playing with it as Bruno nuzzled Danny's cheek affectionately for sucking the cum out of his balls Mr. Erickson smiles, looking pleased with his faggot and lead Danny out of Bruno's stall and over to the other side. Danny's tummy was starting to feel really full but he couldn't pass up the opportunity to drink the two gorgeous Belgian Drafts loads. As Danny walked into Thunder's stall, the Belgian Draft with the beautiful long mane, he finally swallowed his mouthful of Bruno's cum and kissed Thunder's nose, who stood there fairly placidly, not showing much interest in Danny or Mr. Erickson. He seemed to be in a bad mood but Mr. Erickson tried to reassure him with a calm voice, "Don't worry Thunder, I know you are frustrated but this little faggot is here to make you feel better. Daddy got you a spunk bucket to dump your load into." Danny crawled under Thunder and started sucking on his heavy balls but Thunder didn't unsheath and simply snorted stubbornly. After a few minutes Mr. Erickson pulled Danny back up to his feet. Danny was a little annoyed. Even though he hadn't got to taste Thunder's cock yet he was enjoying sucking on his balls. "I have an idea... I think I know how to get him excited but you aren't to ask me how I know this... You got it faggot?" Mr. Erickson said. "Yes Mr. Erickson" replied Danny. "Come here." Mr. Erickson lead the intrigued Danny behind Thunder who looked as bad tempered as ever and lifted Thunder's tail revealing a puffy black donut that looked as if it must have been cleaned. As Danny started to wonder what Mr. Erickson did with his stallions on his free time, Mr. Erickson said in a commanding voice, "lick it faggot!" and unprepared, he felt Mr. Erickson pushing his face into Thunder's asshole. Danny had never done anything like this before but he was determined to get Thunder excited and Mr. Erickson definitely knew his stallions better than Danny did. Taking a deep breath Danny slowly started to lick Thunder's asshole, finding it not as bad as he thought it would be. There was a faint taste of soap which added to his suspicions of Mr. Erickson but otherwise no discernible taste and he heard Thunder nickering as if becoming excited as his ass danced in Danny's face and pucker winked against Danny's tongue. Mr. Erickson kept his hand firmly on the back of Danny's head as he was soon making out with Thunder's hot stallion asshole till Mr. Erickson let go of Danny's head and winked to him "what a slut.. You did it!" Danny crawled under Thunder to be greeted with a raging hard cock. Thunder had the biggest cock so far and Danny's knees felt weak as he started to suckle lovingly on his well deserved cock. Danny felt that for all the work it took to get the stud to drop his cock, that Danny would take his time to savor his delicious slab of stallion meat. Running his tongue up and down the studs massive cock he gave Thunder a thorough tongue bath. Both hands, firmly stroking Thunder's cock, he proceeded to slurping on his balls again and as Thunder started humping Danny's hands, Danny quickly took the studs cock in his mouth and sucked furiously. Thunder gritted his teeth and closed his eyes tight as he fucked Danny's face till he was pumping the faggots mouth full of cum. Danny lovingly chugged down Thunder's load and despite the sheer volume, had managed to prevent any from escaping. He kept his lips wrapped around Thunder's cock, licking his cockead till it retracted back into its sheath. Danny got to his feet and surprising Mr. Erickson, walked behind Thunder, lifted his tail and planted a wet deep kiss on Thunder's asshole as the stallion looked back lovingly at the faggot. As Danny came around front, Mr. Erickson smiled "looks like you made a new friend" he said as Thunder frantically licked and nuzzled Danny's face. Danny, feeling tremendous affection for Thunder, gave him a kiss on his horsey lips, licking Thunder's tongue before being led out by Mr. Erickson into the last stall where the mohawked Belgian Draft Buttercup stood with almost a menacing look. Like Bruno, his cock was already out but unlike Bruno, it was clear that he wasn't gentle. As Danny approached to pet his nose, Buttercup knocked him down on the ground, fortunate that the floor was covered in soft hay. Mr. Erickson however did nothing to stop it, stepping to the side with almost an amused look on his face as Buttercup suddenly trotted over Danny, narrowly missing stepping on him, and thrusted forward, burying his huge hard cock in Danny's unprepared mouth. Danny sputtered and choked as Buttercup fit way more of his enormous cock in Danny's mouth than he ever thought possible. Not just his cockead, but nearly 4 inches of the studs 14 inch cock pumped in and out of Danny's mouth as he brutally fucked Danny's face, using it as his own personal fucktoy. Buttercup seemed determined to show Danny who is boss and that the stableslut is merely a fuckhole for his pleasure. Before he could register the irony of three studs with masculine names being fairly gentle versus the one stallion with a cute sweet name being the rough one, he gasped with surprise as he felt his ass being pulled up and a cock being pushed against his tight pink asshole. Being preoccupied with Buttercup's mouth raping, he was completely unaware of Mr. Erickson dropping his pants and kneeling between Buttercups forelegs, pulling Danny up on all fours. The stable faggot now took it from both sides, a merciless face fucking with a slightly gentler ass pounding. He had never taken anything other than a buttplug up his asshole before but had no ability to contemplate the matter as Buttercup seemed to think he was being to gentle with Danny's mouth, pulling his cock nearly all the way out before ramming it back in as hard as he could. The hay on the ground is partially cleared directly under him and as Buttercup started to blow his load, he kept pumping his cock, making it impossible for Danny to keep it all down, nearly drowning in the stallions spunk. As Danny gulped down most of Buttercup's sperm he felt Mr. Erickson unloading in his ass and couldn't help but spill some of Buttercup's jizz onto the ground, pooling in the curricular clearing of hay. Danny thought he was finished and despite the brutal face rape, he was incredibly fond of all the stallions, even Buttercup. But it seemed that Buttercup wasn't satisfied with the faggots humiliation. Displaying an intelligence he had never witnessed of a horse before, Buttercup placed his forehoof on the back of Danny's head and pushed his face into the puddle of jizz he let spill. Not applying any more force than was necessary to make Danny clean up his mess, Danny was forced to eat Buttercup's spunk off the floor. Hardly believing it, he lapped up Buttercup's puddle of creamy jizz but as he tried to get up Buttercup kept Danny's head pushed down. Mr. Erickson simply watched as Danny struggled under Buttercup's hoof for a full minute, wondering what else could possibly be in store for him. Then he felt at first what he thought was hot water splashing his face. Almost immediately though, he caught on. Apparently, Buttercup was not done humiliating the faggot and saw fit to mark his property because the stallion was pissing on his face and hair, even getting a bit in his mouth. He remembered the phrase "piss like a race horse" and found out first hand that it was true because Buttercup pissed all over Danny's face for almost two full minutes before stopping and letting Danny back up. Shaking with surprise at how rough and degrading the stallion was, he reached forward with a trembling hand to pet his nose while dripping in his piss and mouth tasting fresh with his spunk but it seemed the horse had no more use of the faggot and snorting, nudged his pissmop out of his stall, disregarding him like a disposable fucktoy. "Well I suppose I should have told you that Buttercup was a little possessive and domineering but otherwise I think you will enjoy your time here. Perhaps when you come in here to suck the stallions off... Suck Buttercup off first, he might get jealous if another stallion gets blown before him." Mr. Erickson suggested Danny thought he had a good point. "You can use my shower before bed but since your already kinda drenched...? grinning, pushing Danny back down on my knees and whipping his cock out for the third time. Thinking he was going to get pissed on again, Danny closed his eyes but once again guessed wrong. Instead he slid his dick in Danny's mouth and took a long hot piss. Danny choked at first but after getting an idea of his taste, didn't think it was that bad actually and drank it down. Mr. Erickson pulled his cock out of Danny's mouth before he finished and chuckling, splashed Danny's face and hair. "Shower up faggot and you can sleep on the couch tonight." Mr. Erickson said. "Actually Mr. Erickson, I was wondering if I could sleep in the barn tonight." Mr. Erickson looked Danny over and smiled "Be my guest faggot. Might as well make yourself at home there anyway. Nighty night jizzrag" and pulling up his pants he walks inside, Danny following. Danny showered quickly and brushed his teeth several times though the taste of the potent stallion spunk still lingered. Putting back on only his shoes, he ran back into the barn. In a bucket near the door, he grabbed a few sugar cubes and gave one to Steel, Bruno, Thunder and (cautiously) to Buttercup. He then walked back into Thunders stall. Thunder seemed excited to see him; giving Danny wet kisses on the lips, Danny returning them. Noticing Thunder is hard again, he would never leave a stallion with an erection un-sucked so he decided instantly to give Thunder a sloppy good night blowjob, quickly crawling under him and sucking eagerly on his dick for one last feeding before bed. Thunder whinnied and shot another delicious load into Danny's mouth which he hungrily gulped down. Then Thunder lay on his side and Danny lay down next to him in the soft hay and snuggled into Thunder's warm balls, licking and sucking sweetly on them as Thunder drifted off to sleep and Danny soon followed. EPILOGUE As Danny woke up, half fearing that his night was just a good dream, his eyes opened to a beautiful large Belgian Draft standing over him, already awake. He knew then that he had no interest of sleeping in the loft. That he slept best next to his beloved stallions (though maybe not Buttercup). He informed Mr. Erickson of this and he was pleased that his faggot was happy with the arrangement and just as happy that his studs were now being released their sexual tension. As they were released out of their stalls to play in the enclosure every day, Danny would set out a picnic blanket and watch them play. The horses now all knew that he was their cumdump and when they would get horny, they need only trot over their faggot to get hungrily sucked off, though Buttercup would often trot over to violently fuck Danny's face or piss all over him to keep him in his place. But Danny loved and worshipped all the stallions, whether they pissed on him or not and could often be found french kissing Thunder's asshole, just because he knew Thunder liked it. There Danny lived in his paradise... Don't you just love happy ending?
bestiality/desire-served.txt	Date: Tue, 13 Nov 2001 14:06:46 -0500 From: Sam I Am <sam_i_am_67@hotmail.com> Subject: Desire served Barkley was a typical, goofy, golden retriever that my older brother owned. He was named by his young kids, after the Sesame Street dog. And this animal was just as animated as the one on television. But seeing beyond his spastic jumping and spinning, one would see a very beautiful, strong dog with perfect features. My brother lived a half a day's drive from my home with his wife and kids, so I'd only see him on holidays or occasional weekends when he'd come to visit me and my parents. I had been letting my pet shepherd/collie mix fuck me now for three years, since the young age of 13 (a story for another time...) and now that Barkley had grown to the age where he was now sexually active, thoughts of him fucking me came to mind every time my brother would visit. I remember the first time that I had the chance to touch Barkley's cock. My brother had arrived with his family, bringing Barkley with them of course. I was in my room when they arrived and Barkley bounded in, as he usually did, excitedly visiting from room to room. When he came to see me, I greeted him with the usual petting, and then took that opportunity to run my hands under his stomach and to his sheath and balls. I rubbed him there, and the action soothed the spastic dog, calming him for a few seconds. My young cock sprang to life in my shorts. Then, my two young neices burst into the room to greet me as well, and I quickly moved my hands back to Barkley's head, scratching him behind the ears. I had to hide my visibly hard cock from my neices. Damn, that was a close call and it left me frustrated. Later that evening, after dinner, my family had settled in by the televion for a movie rental. I feigned disinterest and went to the den in the back of the house, stopping along the way to signal Barkley to follow me. And he did. My goal was to fuck with this dog, but I knew it would be too risky with my family just a few rooms away. But I was determined to at least get Barkley used to the idea. In the den, I kept the lights down low and sat on the ground near the pretty dog. My hands went instantly to his sheath and balls. My cock started to grow within my shorts just as my hands pumped at Barkley's cock. The dog went off like a shot, frantically humping at the air, his pink cock exposing itself and thin jets of his pre-cum sprayed onto the floor and on my legs. Noise in the next room forced me to release my grip on the dog, fearing another sudden entry into the room by one of my family members. After a few moments though, I reached for Barkley once again, and he humped like mad into my hand, his shoulder bumping against my body with each of his thrusts. I knew I was taking a huge chance of being caught, but my arousal was dictating my actions as I bent lower to take his cock into my eager mouth. Like I mentioned, Barkley was a young dog, but his cock grew, and grew, and grew in my grip. My tongue darted around the tip of his cock and his pre-cum splashed against my lips and chin. I licked at his shaft and marveled at how it grew longer still in my experienced hands. Barkley's cock was much thinner than my own dog's cock, but it was quite long, coming in at at least 8 inches if not more. The smell and taste of his pre-cum was just perfect on my tongue. Barkley stayed quite still as I gripped his knot, which had grown hard within his sheath, and his long cock hung below him with my 16 year old mouth hungrily lapping and sucking him. Again, I stopped for fear of being caught doing the unthinkable with this terrific dog. My cock was pushing out the top of my shorts, so I released it and it sprang up against my belly. I stroked madly at my engorged cock and within a few short seconds I was spurting cum in the air and all over my hand. Barkley, as most dogs will do, was interested in the smell of my cum and he helped by deftly cleaning me. I just HAD to have this dog inside of me, but when? The next morning, I found myself outside in the garage next to our house, working on my bicycle. I was distracted with thoughts of fucking Barkley, and it was making me insane with desire for him. Barkley was outside, playing with my nieces. I watched him running in circles, jumping around the girls in his usually goofy manner. The girls were called into the house, and I took the opportunity to call Barkley into the garage. I knew that I had just a few moments, so I shut the door to the garage and dragged an old padded tarp across the cement floor. I was very nervous about being caught, but even so, in a second my shorts were pulled down and off my legs and I was on my knees in front of Barkley, still wearing my shirt and sneakers. My hand reached below him and his humping quickly started. I pulled the big dog onto my back and his instincts took over. He grabbed me tightly around my waist and I could feel his wet cock poking and slapping at my ass cheeks. He sprayed me with pre-cum, soaking my skin, and my cock flew to stiff attention against my stomach in anticipation. I was so ready for his fucking to begin. But Barkley didn't hit the mark and he soon jumped off of my back and humped at the air a few times before calming down. I thought I would scream with frustration! Especially when I heard the door to the house open as my nieces came out with my brother. I was SO close to having that dog fuck me good just a few seconds before, but now I was scrambling onto my feet and into my shorts. I need to be fucked by this beautiful beast so badly, but now wasn't the time. I thought about taking a walk with my own dog, just to satisfy the desire building within me, but I knew that wouldn't work either. For some reason, with Barkley around, as with other dogs, my dog lost interest in mating with me altogether. I sulked through the remainder of that afternoon with the thought that my brother would be leaving with his family the next morning. How would I get what I so desparately desired, so desparately needed from that dog? The afternoon dragged on, and dinner came and went as the sun sunk lower in the sky. Then my brother and his wife invited the rest of us to go into town for some ice cream. My heart lept into my throat with excitement, and I could barely contain my eager negative response. "Nah, I think I'll pass this time, I'll stay and watch the dogs." I knew that the whole family going into town, which was 15 minutes away, meant I had at least 45 minutes on my own. At last, my chance to lay with Barkley. As their car pulled down the driveway, I could feel my cock already twitching with excitement. I instantly called to Barkley, who came bounding up to me and I brought him back into the den, which had a wide open carpeted space between the couch and the television - the site of many mating sessions with my own dog. With Barkley circling around me, I hurriedly pulled my t-shirt up over my head, then kicked off first one then the other of my sneakers. Then I reached down and tugged off my socks, one by one. Finally, I released my turgid cock from my shorts, pulling them and my briefs down to my ankles and stepping out of them. My young 16 year old body was now completely naked and trembling for this beautiful Golden and I just knew that my strong desire would finally be served. My hand glanced over the head of my cock, sending a shudder throughout my body. I slowerly lowered my self to my knees on the carpet, and Barkley jumped and licked at my face. I crawled toward him on my hands and knees, and he circled behind me, sniffing and licking at my exposed ass. I grabbed him around the neck and moved myself sideways to him, then reaching far back, gripping him by the sheath. I simultaneously started to stroke him and pull him toward my back. Once again, that animal's instinct took over and he lept onto me this time, throwing his full weight onto my back. His hips convulsed and his cock poked out of his sheath toward my waiting ass. His grip tightened, and I moved myself lower onto the carpet, spreading my legs and raising my ass to the dog. Soon I could feel Barkley's cock wetting and licking the outside of my sphincter, and I knew that any second now he would be driving it home. After a few more small adjustments of my position, and a final thrust by the big Golden, Barkley's pointed cock stabbed into my pink hole, driving deep into my ass. The feeling of my desire pouring out of me was simply overwhelming, as the dog mercilously fucked my ass hole, pounding me with all of his might. My head was spinning as his cock drove into me over and over again. I released my long two days of frustration with a loud, low and satisfying moan. "Ooooooohhhhhh!!! Barkley's long, long cock grew inside of my ass, filling me inside and stabbing at my inner depths. I could feel his knot growing, and he tried with all his might to push that into me too, but I resisted, not wanting to push my luck and be discovered. Barkley's thrusting kept up for what seemed like a very long time. He was obviously enjoying my ass, and his thrusts became more and more powerful, pumping me over and over again. After several minutes of this long, heavenly reaming of my ass by my brother's dog, Barkley began to slow his actions and I could feel his long cock throbbing inside of me as he dumped his cum into his mate. I was expecting Barkley to turn on me, but he stayed on my back, quite comfortable with the position he had me in. I lowered my chest down onto the carpet until Barkley's front paws made contact with the ground. He stood over me, with my young ass poised high in the air, and his cock buried deep within me. The feeling was simply amazing, and the anticipation had me aroused beyond description. With just a few strokes on my own dripping cock, I was soon convulsing underneath the dog, shooting my thick cum in a pool beneath me. The muscles of my sphincter twitched and gripped the dog's cock with each of my satisfying ejaculations and again I moaned loudly, filling the dark room with my lusty voice. After a few moments, my quick breathing calmed, and my cock began to shrink. Knowing I didn't have much time before my parents, my brother and his family arrived back home, I unfortunately had to let Barkley slip out of me. He stood there with his very long cock hanging below him, still throbbing, and occasionally spraying more cum onto the floor. The young dog seemed stunned himself at what had just taken place. I'm certain it was his first mating session ever. It made me smile to think that I had been his first bitch. If you enjoyed this true tale, let me know it at sam_i_am_67@hotmail.com
bestiality/change-of-pace.txt	Date: Fri, 12 Jan 2007 20:26:16 -0700 From: John M. <ninischaim@hotmail.com> Subject: Change of Pace (Beastiality) I've been chatting with someone on a bondage website where people can meet and get to know each other, ever since I was 18. I'm now 20 years old and its time I get out on my own. I live by myself and have been slowly paying no attention to family. I live in a small apartment, one bedroom, one bath, a small living area and an even smaller kitchen. I put in my notice that I'm leaving and sold most of my furniture and other belongings. Now, I have whats ever in my bag. I got out to my truck, fully paid. The insurance will go out in a couple weeks so I'm not renweing it. I set my duffle in the passenger seat, after turning in my keys to the apartment. In my duffle, were two dog bowls, a red collar, and another set of clothes. I pack lightly. Only what Karl, the guy on the bondage site, told me to. I drove off, away from Colarado to the state 'next door', Utah. The hot weather started to kick in as I drove down the highway. I took off my shirt and opened the fly of my pants. I wore no underwear, Karl's instructions. The windows rolled down and I had my sun-glasses on. I was 5'8" with light brown hair and blue eyes. I had an average build, a tight stomach and smooth skin. Ever since I was young I grew next to no pubic hair. I kept my face and body cleaned well and tanned. I hit the contry line in a little less than 3 hours. In the next two hours I got to my destination. A small ranch in the middle of no where it seemed. I put my shirt back on and zipped up my pants. I drove down the dirt road and saw a house with a few trees nearby in the back, and front yard. I saw a small barn that could hold three, maybe four horses. I saw a large kennel in the back with a few dogs jumping up and down. Fence ran along most of the property. There are no neighbors that I could see. I guess there wouldn't be, the road leading from the ranch to the highway was a dirt road that streatched 13 miles. I parked my white dodge next to the gray SUV that was here and turned the keys. I trusted Karl as we got to know each other over the past few years. I don't know why it took me so long to meet with him, I finally got the courage to do what I want. As I got out of the truck with my duffle bag, Karl came up to me and gave me a big hug. We knew what each other looked like, sending pics back and forth. We went ahead and moved my turck into the two door garage, and left the keys inside it as we slide a tarp over it. Karl was 6'0" and had a strong muscular build. White/gray hair and brown eyes. You could see instantly that this guy worked alot, his muscles clearly visible. He too had almost no body hair. Karl led me into the house and into the kitchen. We sat at the table and on the table were some papers. We discussed what was going to happen, how we were going to live with each other, and what was expected of me. Without reading the papers I signed them all, Karl took my duffle bag and pulled out the red collar, and two dog bowls. He commanded me to take my clothes off. I signed my life away into the hands of Karl. I didn't want to upset him. I took off my shirt and then my boots and socks. He took them and put them i nthe duffle bag and went into the living room to get a few things. As I stood up in the kitchen to take my pants off, I saw him return with a couple things. One was a pair of leather hand mittens, that restrict the use of the hand. Another was a O-ring gag, and a pony tail butt plug. I got my pants off and he took them also. He put them in the bag and then fastened it shut. He told me to, "Stay." I did as told and stayed their standing, arms at my side. He took the bag and hide it away from me. I don't know where my clothes have been put, so I wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon. When he got back he yelled at me, "Get on your hands and knees!" I jumped as his voice raised, and did as commanded. I got down on my hands and knees. He said, "Bitches do not walk upright. They stay down. Do you understand!" "Yes sir!" I replied. The palm of his hand hit the backside of my head. He said, "No talking either! As of 7 minutes ago, you gave up your right to act and talk human. You are now my property! One bark for no, and two for yes. Do you understand!" I barked twice and then I felt him put the O-ring in my mouth, then fastened it tightly behind my head. I then heard the red collar being fastened tightly around my neck as well. He took my hands and had me roll them into fists. As I rolled my hands into fists, he put the hand mittens on one after the other. My hands were now useless. Kept as fists in these leather mits. As I got use to the mittens, I felt him reach behind me and, with lubrication, shove the ponytail butt plug into my ass. I gave a moan, not expecting for it to be put in so rough. I felt the hairs graze against my legs as he came up in front of me. "Now," He said. "You really are one fine bitch aren't you." He reached in his pocket and pulled out two tags. One, said my name 'Tessie'. Along with the address under it. I didnt have time to read the address. The other, he told me, was a breeding tag. To inform others I was owned and able to be bred. He opened a drawer in the kitchen and pulled out a long black leash. He clipped it to my collar and led me on a tour of the house. It hurt to walk on my knees but I quickly got used to it. The house was like any other. But we then got to a room close to the back of the house. He opened the door, and I saw this room had no windows. Instead, it had bondage furniture and equipment. It had in one corner, a small 3x4x4 steel cage and slings in another corner. He had a showcase of equipment, like floggers, whips, collars, masks, etc. on one side of the wall. I saw what was looked like a chair, but had many positions it could be put into. He pulled me out and then I heard claws tapping on tiled floors. I looked as we were now in the hall, seeing a large German Shephard named Rosco. He came straight to me, sniffing the new bitch. Karl reached down and patted me side taunting me and Rosco saying, "We have a fine bitch all ready for you Rosco. Shes hot and eager to begin the breeding." Breeding? Rosco? I thought I was here meerly for Master Karl's pleasure. I didn't know I was here to service his dogs too. I was stupid, I realized one of those papers has an animal society seal in the corner. And without thinkign twice, I signed. It didn't dawn on me that paper was for me. Breeding rights. I get it now. Karl jerked the leash and led me to the back door, Rosco sniffing my ass every step of the way. Karl opened the door, leading me outside and onto the dirt ground. Rosco was jumping behind me as we walked towards the kennels and Karl told him, "Hang on Rosco. You'll get your turn." He opened up an empty gate which had a small dog house in the back with a blanket inside, and a water bowl next to the house that said, 'Tessie'. It was like that for all the pens, total 3. Each bowl having the dog's name. Karl shut the gate and kept Rosco impatiently waiting and watching outside the pen. Karl tied the leash to one of the kennel posts. I had little room to run around, as Karl told me, "Sit!" I sat as best I could, resting on my knees and my arms supporting my body. "Beg Tessie bitch." Karl told me and I perked up my body and pulled my arms close to m y chest like a begging dog. Karl took off the ring gag and put it in his pocket. He then unzipped his jeans and told me, "Be a good little bitch, and please your master." His hard 6 1/2 inch cock sprang free and pointed right at me. I was extremely eager to please. I opened my mouth and let my tongue strock his shaft and then the head of his cock, as I led it into my mouth with my tongue. Karl closed his eyes and gave a short laugh. I bobbed my head up and down his thick cock. Feeling the cock's texture in my mouth, I licked the cock as best I could as I sucked him, hoping he was pleased. I pressed my tongue against the bottom of his thick juicy cock as my I felt the head want to slide down my throat. I looked up to him and saw he was pleased. Karl arched his head back and began to rub his hands through my medium cut hair. "Good girl." I heard him say. It felt as if his cock was slowly expanding, as I felt the sweet taste of his precum. I increased my speed, licked and sucking him as best I could. Karl moaned and pulled my head as close to him as he could. I felt his balls rub against my chin. I got ready and then felt the warm stream of his sweet, hot cum shoot into my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed as he shot his cum in my mouth. When he was done, he pulled my head back by my hair, looking down at me with a grin. Karl said, "Good girl. Your a very horny bitch." I blushed. He put his cock back in his pants and walked towards the gate. I looked down and saw my 5 inch dick hard as a rock, dripping precum. Karl looked back at me seeing this saying, "You really are one horny little bitch aren't you Tessie? I want to to meet your new mate." I looked at him as he opened the gate. Right when Karl opened the gate, Rosco his large hunky German Shephard ran right in, towards me. He started sniffing my ass. I saw Karl come back, pulling out the ring gag. He fastened it onto me once again, tightly behind my neck, my mouth unable to close. He roughly pulled out the butt plug laughing as I gave a small yelp. "You two have fun." I heard Karl say. He walked out of the kennel, shutting the gate. I watched him go towards the house as Rosco continued to sniff me. But now, I felt Rosco's wet slippery tongue lick my asshole. I looked behind me, hearing the house door open then close. I tried to get Rosco away by shooing him with my body. Being tied still to the post, it was hard to get Rosco away. I pushed him hard wih the side of my body, against his. I heard him give a low growl. I cowered at his strong, threatening growl. I stood still, on my hands and knees letting Rosco continue. His tongue was warm, and I love the feeling. I lowered the front part of my body towards the ground, my ass sticking in the air so he could lick more. I closed me eyes as a small dribble of saliva escaped my mouth, due to the ring gag. My eyes shot open as I felt Rosco jump up onto my back. I looked back, seeing Rosco's forepaws latch onto my sides, his claws digging into my skin. I felt his dock cock poke and probe my ass until it found its target. I gave a yelp, as I felt Rosco's cock thrust hard and deep into my ass. He moved himself closer, tightening his grip on my sides. I closed my eyes, spit dripping without control from my mouth. I groaned as I felt the large dog cock thrust in and out of my ass. My muscles tightened. It hurt at first, but as Rosco kept going, the more the pain went away and in return I found pleasure. Alot of pleasure. I started to moan, not groan, as the strong animal bred with me. I lowered the front of my body more to the ground, as close as I could get to it. I feltthe heat from the dog's furry body rub against mine. Up and down Rosco wen't, breeding his bitch, making me his forever. I moaned, the feeling of his cock expanding made me moan with great, immense amounts of pleasure. I barked for him twice. I loved the feeling of Rosco's big, thick cock sliding freely in me. Suddenly, I felt something large at the base of his cock hitting against my asshole. I didn't care, oh the pleasure was too good to ignore and bask in. My cock was as hard as ever, precum dripping from it and onto the dirt ground. Then I felt the large object thrust itself hard into my ass. I gave a scream, it hurt far worse than before. The pleasure subsided and again the pain came. I felt the knot of the dog expand my ass, making it feel like I was being torn in two. Deeper and deeper the knot and cock slide in, the more and more it hurt. However, like with his cock, the pain started to be replaced by pleasure. The cock and knot of Rosco having an effect on me. Hmmmmmm I hummed. It was hot inside me, just as it is outside. I was sweating both mine and Rosco's sweat. I felt the knot expand, but not much pain came with it. The cock expanded as well and after a few minutes, Rosco increased his speed. The cock and knot going deep in me. Then I started to pant heavily and quickly. Rosco sped up a little more then I felt the warm sensation of Rosco's cock, spurting out streams of his warm thick cum. I leaned back into him, taking it all. After all, I am his bitch right? Karl came stepping up to the kennel we were in, Rosco still pumping me with warm cum. "You like that?" Karl asked. I looked up to him and gave him two barks, two for yes. "Good girl." He replied, "Your job is to act like and animal, and be treated as one." I barked twice for him, then after Rosco was done spurting his cum into me, we wen't ass-to-ass. Karl stood there, motionless and speechless for a few minutes until Rosco popped out of me. I watched him and Karl led Rosco back to his own pen. As Karl shut the gate to Rosco's kennel, Rosco began to clean himself. Karl returned to look at me, seeing my dripping cock. "I bet you would like some relief?" Karl stated. I barked twice with anticipation. But Karl just shook his head and laughed saying, "Lifes full of disappointment. Animals don't jerk themselves, and I'm not going to. The only way you can cum is if the animals do it for you, or if you get fucked hard enough that it makes you cum." I gave a whine, and with that Karl shut my kennel gate. Karl said, "You are my dog. You are my property. You are my bitch. You will be treated as an animal so you will act as one. You have the rights and disadvantages of an animal. If you anger me, I have the right to either sell you, put you down, or abandon you. You signed your human life over, to become an animal. So an animal is what you will be." With that, Karl walked away.
bestiality/tipper-and-friends.txt	From: an42872@anon.penet.fi (A Digital Crusader) Subject: Tipper and Friends, Part I: Canine 69 Date: Fri, 21 Jan 1994 06:09:44 UTC Original Story BY: cambertr@atlas.cs.upei.ca (Michael Bertrand) Newsgroups: rec.arts.erotica Subject: Tipper and Friends, Part I:Canine 69 Date: 12 Jan 1994 22:18:49 -0500 Keywords: animal series mm, pedo Content-Length: 7425 Archive-name: tipper-1 TIPPER AND FRIENDS, PART I:CANINE 69 It was a hot summer day, the kind that makes everything seem hostile and intoxicating. The sun poured over the town and crushed it under its humid fist. I was doing my paper route, the rough green bag bouncing on my hip, the sweat dripping down my back and tantalizing my ass cheeks. I was just beginning to wonder if it was possible to lose so much sweat that the body just turned into powder and blew away in one of the infrequent breezes when I came to the Thompson's house. I was about to knock on the door to collect my weekly payment when I noticed a note taped to the mailbox. It read : "Dear Allen: Sorry, but we had to leave on a business trip for a few days. Tipper is in the basement. Would you please feed him some of the dog food from the bag on the tool bench and give him some water from the hose every day? We'll catch up on the paper payments when we get back, plus a little extra for your troubles. Love and Kisses, Marge Thompson" My mind reeled. Tipper was a beautiful male Doberman, sleek, muscular, friendly, and queerer than a shooting star at noon. We'd struck up a relationship long before this, but because the only place I usually got to see him was in his front yard, I'd never been able to do anything with him except cop a lightning- quick feel as I stood up, or jack his cock a few times while pretending to scratch his belly. Needless to say, these experiences had hardly satisfied either of us, and now we could be alone indoors together for the first time. As I untaped the key which was attached to the note (I live in a small town), all I could think about was the time Tipper got loose. The "official" story was that he had eventually found in somebody's back yard fighting with a neighbourhood stray, but I happened to know from a reliable source that they had been found frantically fucking each other up the asshole (I imagine that gay dogs are rare unless trained to be so, so that when two find each other, it's PARTY TIME, regardless of time or place!) and licking each others' cocks in a kind of circling 69, not fighting. As the mental video tape I had constructed of this event played itself over and over again in my mind, the bulge in my trunks grew larger and harder, and began to throb. I couldn't get the key into the door fast enough. I opened the door and hurried inside, depositing my paper bag onto the kitchen table. I threw open the door to the basement and bounded down the steps. And there was Tipper, in all his ebony glory. When he saw who it was coming to see him, he began to prance around in that classical canine dance of joy. I noticed that his cock immediately slipped out of its sheath and sprang up, ready for action, as well. Down came the shorts in one violent motion. I kicked them into the corner. Tipper immediately sprang forward and engulfed my stiff prick into his hot mouth. For those of you too timid, too normal, or too unlucky to have ever had a BJ from a large dog, let me tell you, they put most human cocksuckers to shame, for what dogs lack in style and technique, they more than compensate for in enthusiasm, energy, and the fact that with those huge floppy tongues and long snouts, they are quite capable of deep-throating your cock, sucking on your balls, and licking your asshole simultaneously. All this Tipper proceeded to do, while I stood there, stroking the top of his head as it bobbed enthusiastically in time with his cocksucking motions. I disentangled myself from his multi-level mouth motion long enough to walk over to the mattress next to the radiator, telling Tipper to Stay (which earned me a puzzled and hurt look). But as I repositioned then lay down on the mattress, so that my head was pointing directly at him, he began to understand what I was doing, and when I patted the mattress between my legs, he knew exactly what to do. He clambered over my head, so that his head was at my crotch and his front legs at either side of my hips. This placed his hind legs just above my head on the mattress, and his large, jet black penis directly above my face. I stopped for a few moments silence (except for Tipper's eager slurping and sucking noises emanating from my crotch region) in thanks for what I was about to receive. Then, I "dug in". First, I took the tip of his cock between my lips, and began slowly licking it. Meanwhile, my hands were busy running up and down Tipper's well-muscled legs, till they found the tail and followed it down to his impatient butthole. A quick lubrication via a solid salivation of my middle and index fingers on my left hand, and while the right hand held his tail out of the way, the lubricated fingers began poking into that waiting hole. As my fingers did the walking up the dirt road, I began moving up his cock with my mouth, gradually taking in more and more of its delicious length, all the while continuing to suck and lick. My efforts were beginning to elicit penis-muffled whimpers and moans from Tipper. As I worked my way up his rod, my fingers plunged still deeper in and out of his rectum, and I began spreading my fingers further apart each time. Upwards on his cock and inwards up his ass I worked, until my nose was nuzzlinh his prominent testicles and my fingers were burying themselves up to the knuckle each time. I began deep-throating his cock, and added a third finger to his anal pleasure. In and out of my throat went his long stiff member, the greatly swollen tip almost gagging me each time, the rough short fur abrading my tongue with each thrust, and all the while the sweet tangy taste of dog dick flooding my palate. In and out, in and out, plunged my fingers, feeling the shivers and convulsion of pleasure as his asshole opened to accept the fingers then clamped down, as if reluctant to let them go out again, as my palm slapped gently against his testicles with each thrust. I could feel the cum beginning to build up in my balls. With one final thrust, I crammed my cock down Tipper's throat, spewing a rocket blast of hot semen down his eager throat. At the same time, I rammed my fingers up his Chocolate Tunnel and buried his cock in my throat to the hilt, for which I was rewarded with a powerful jet of creamy canine cumshot. For the next few minutes, we two interspecies lovers devoted ourselves to the painstaking job of draining each other dry. It was time for a break. Tipper simply lay down on top of me, his head resting on my balls, and his hind end on my chest. As I lay there basking in the afterglow, licking the doggy cum off of my face and planning the next act (my cock was already beginning to stiffen anew), I suddenly noticed a sound which I did not expect. Two sounds, actually. One was a familiar wet ryhtmic sound, and the other was a lower rhythmic squishing noise at about half the tempo of the other sound. I sat halfway up and looked around. And it was then that I noticed the twelve-year-old boy standing at the bottom of the stairs to the outside entrance to the basement, his gym pants down around his knees, one hand beating off his young uncut dick and the other busy fucking his butt with the hilt of a toy sword. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- To find out more about the anon service, send mail to help@anon.penet.fi. Due to the double-blind, any mail replies to this message will be anonymized, and an anonymous id will be allocated automatically. You have been warned. Please report any problems, inappropriate use etc. to admin@anon.penet.fi. From: an42872@anon.penet.fi (A Digital Crusader) Subject: Tipper and Friends, Part 2: "The Boy Gets Off" Date: Fri, 21 Jan 1994 17:05:15 UTC Dear Alt.sex.stories readers: This is a followup to Mr. Bertrand's (cambertr@atlas.cs.upei.ca) posting, called "Tipper and Friends: Part 1 Canine 69." I made a significant change in my initial paragraph, which required a change in Mr. Bertrand's last paragraph, notably the age of the boy who appears in the basement. In order to make his sexual escapades more interesting, and more believable with respect to physical characteristics, I have chosen to make the young boy 12, not 8. I hope you find this interesting. I certainly was aroused by "Part I" Sorry for the anonymous posting, but you know how it is--I have a bad reputation to keep up. "A Digital Crusader" ====================================================================== TIPPER AND FRIENDS, PART II: "GETTING OFF WITH THE BOY" by "A Digital Crusader" The following contains scenes which describe sexual activity involving two males, one of whom is quite young. If such material is likely to offend you, please skip this post, or delete it as you wish. This material is presented as erotic stimulation only and is not intended to condone any activity which may be illegal or immoral in the eyes of the reader or any law enforcement agency. Enjoy! ====================================================================== ====================================================================== The story continues... I was instantly in lust! A twelve-year-old boy, mine for the taking, and ready to play! I beckoned him with a smile to join me on the mattress, and he shyly complied, tugging his shorts up a bit so he could walk. The toy sword was left wiggling obscenely, hanging out of what looked to be a beautiful young bubble butt. I reached for it as he moved next to me, and with a slight tug, pulled it with a squish from his tight little hole. "Who the hell are you?" I asked, my dick springing to life at the sight of this little hunk. "And what are you doing here?" "My name is Joey Martin," he answered quietly. "I live next door, and saw the light go on in the basement. It's OK, no one saw me come down here," he said knowingly, eyeing my throbbing cock and ever so slowly licking his slender lips. I took a look at this prize specimen of young boyhood: he was about 5 feet tall and blond, with shaggy hair that hung in his eyes occasionally. He was beginning to show signs of adolescence, having lost his baby fat, and had begun to muscle up and fill out a bit. There were wisps of pubic hair above his surprisingly large dick, but otherwise, not a hair to be found on his tight, muscular little body. His dick looked to be 4 or 5 inches, and thick too, looking even larger for the lack of a thick bush. Already hard as a rock, it was dripping a little clear fluid, no doubt encouraged by the sword handle banging on his prostate while he wacked off. "Where did you learn to do that?" I asked. "I've been screwing around for a few years," Joey replied, "mostly with my friend Steve, but a lot of guys my age will do anything to get off, especially fooling around with another boy, `cause they're always around, and ready to do it. Sex is sex, and you take what you can get." The kid was wise beyond his years. I was willing to bet that that toy sword was not the first thing to slide up his hot little ass. I was going make sure it wasn't the last, either. While I confess to liking a good hot session of doggy head with ol' Tipper, my real weakness is for youngsters-- not kids really, but teenage boys, or almost teens, when their hormones begin to really kick in. A boy just coming into young manhood gets my dick hard as hell, and the thought of plowing this kid's ass had my cock steely hard and dripping again in no time. I eased Joey's Batman tee shirt up over his head, taking notice of the lithe, hairless body I had revealed. I sniffed deeply at the armpits of the shirt, drinking in the wonderful clean smell of his boyish sweat. He looked at me like I was a bit crazy, and at this point, I was. I pulled his smooth torso to me, and began tonguing and sucking his tiny little nipples. Instantly the little nubs hardened, erect like tiny pencil erasers on the warm chest in front of me. I lavished his chest with kisses, and worked my way into his bare armpits, licking the salty-sweet sweat from every inch of skin there. My hands cupped his firm bubble butt, kneading and massaging his melon-like buns. The boy squirmed a bit under my ministrations, partly because he was a bit ticklish, but more because he knew I would suck his cock, something he wanted desperately. Joey pushed my head down to his crotch, where his boycock stood out straight, oozing pre-cum. Tipper took new interest in our visitor, apparently familiar with the neighbor boy, and began energetically lapping at the boy's raw asshole. Joey moaned as the Doberman licked his not-so-virgin ass, and I nibbled my way down to his waiting prick. Tugging off his gym trunks, I pulled his white Hanes briefs to my face and sniffed the boy crotch smells captured there. Boy-musk and sweat, a hint of dribbled piss--these size 16 underpants were my prize--no matter what else happened this hot afternoon, Joey was going home without underwear. I returned my attention to the prize which waited between his legs, slowly licking the length of the boy's cock, nibbling little folds of his ample foreskin as I went down. I inhaled deeply the musky sweaty smell of his crotch, and skinned him back to expose his sensitive pink dickhead. After a normal boy's day of activity, young Joey had worked up quite a sweat, and his dick cheese was ample. Hungrily I engulfed his prick, and he immediately pumped his hips forward, jamming all of his dick into my waiting mouth. I sucked slowly, making him wait to come. I rolled his smooth balls in their hairless sack between my fingers, then sucked one, then the other into my mouth, lolling them around on my tongue. I forced his hot thighs apart, licking deep between his legs, stretching my tongue toward his asshole, bathing his crotch in my saliva. I wanted his ass even more than his cock. I spun him around, (scaring Tipper a bit), and bent him over at the waist. Tipper, sensing a new opportunity, immediately went to work on Joey's hot prick. I began licking his hot little asshole, where Tipper's tongue had been moments before. I began to finger his impossibly tight rosebud, as he moaned and squirmed under the magical tongue of his neighbor's dog. My cock was ready, and his ass was as lubed as it would ever be, so I prepared to mount my humpy young stud-in-training. The head of my dick pressed at the boy's tight ring, and he pulled away, mumbling "it's too big. I can't take anything that big." When I pointed out that the magic sword he had been fucking with so energetically when I discovered him was not much smaller, he relented, and seemed to concentrate on Tipper's aggressive crotch-licking with fervor. I pushed my cock into the hairless valley between those two gorgeous buns, and knocked again at his butt door. There are few sights as gratifying to me as that of my own cock sliding between a young boy's milky white buns, and as I looked down, I felt his rosebud give way, and I slid inside his hot tunnel. It was all I could do to keep from blasting out my load instantly as his steamy hot rectum wrapped my cock in moist warmth. Slowly, carefully at first, I began to fuck my newfound boy slut. Joey gasped as I pulled most of the way out, then slid home into his butt, again and again. Tipper eventually seemed to catch the rhythm, and began lapping at the boy's cock in earnest again. As I fucked, Joey's little cock slid into the Doberman's waiting throat. We were both covered in sweat, despite the relative cool of the basement. Joey was moaning continuously now, never having had a man-sized dick up his ass before. He kept crying, "I can't take it! Take it out!" but I noticed his cock stayed hard in Tipper's mouth, and his protests got weaker and weaker. I felt his asscheeks tighten around my cock, and saw the dimples as his cheeks clenched and he drew me deeper. His smooth white hips began double pumping into Tipper's eager mouth, and he shouted, "Oh god! I'm coming!" I felt his ass clench with every jet of sperm he pumped out, and his spurting cock slid from Tipper's jowls, spewing ropy white streams of hot cum all over the mattress. That was all it took to put me over the top. With his tiny ass clenched around my dick, I drilled up into him as far as I could and unloaded wave after wave of hot jizz into the boy's well-lubed shit chute. I pumped as he pumped, coming together in a convulsion of orgasmic lust. We slumped to the mattress, pushing Tipper out of the way, my prick still deep inside young Joey. I eagerly licked his spilled cum off the mattress, still hot and fresh, and sweet as only boy-cum can be. Tipper licked anxiously at Joey's dripping cock, laying down to get a better angle. Joey, seeing Tipper's skinny pink dog dick just inches from his face, reached up to stroke it. Tipper slid his butt closer to Joey, and began a frantic humping motion in response to Joey's tentative strokes on his engorged penis. Slowly, Joey stuck out his tongue, till the tip of Tipper's prick was sliding into his puckered mouth with every stroke. My dick still in his ass, the youngster began to eagerly suck the Doberman like he had seen me do earlier. Suddenly, his mouth filled with tangy dog-sperm, squirting violently from Tipper's boner. The white stuff filled his mouth till he almost gagged, then spilled out onto his chin and chest, dripping all over the mattress. This sight was enough to make me come again, and I pumped another load of spunk up Joey's slippery ass. Glued together by sweat and cum from me, Joey and Tipper, we collapsed in that special after- fuck slumber, satisfied, for the time being... To be continued...?
bestiality/leather-farm-boy.txt	*********************************************************** F A R M B O Y from "The Leather jacket Tales" by Mike Khan (a/k/a Leatherman) *********************************************************** A bright sun filled the deep, blue sky. Not a cloud could be seen as far as the horizon. A gentle breeze nestled the leaves of the tall trees. In a clearing a farmhouse stood with its wide, front porch. In the distance was an old barn and corral. A Palomino pony was drinking for the water trough, while a Mustang relaxed under the late Spring sun. The quiet of the scenic afternoon was broken by the sound of the black pickup that was pulling up near the barn in cloud of dust. Kevin jumped out of the passenger seat with his knapsack. The bright sun hurt his hazel eyes, blinding him for a brief moment. The driver got out. "You wait here boy and don't move!" he ordered as he ran around to the back of the barn. Kevin was a handsome man in his mid-twenties. He had high check bones, was about 6 feet tall with a thin, but muscular frame. His brown hair had grown a bit long and was blown back by the breeze. The driver returned with another man who seemed to be in charge. He was dressed in jeans and riding chaps. His black boots were dusty from the trail and his shirt was open revealing his hairy, sweating chest. He had deep, brown eyes, dark moustache, and several days stubble shadowing his face. He spoke to the driver who then walked up to Kevin, took his knapsack to the house, and then got back in the truck to head for parts unknown. Kevin watched the Rancher intensely. He thought of the ad he had answered. He thought about the many phone conversations that had led to their meeting in the city and now his invitation here. He wondered to himself if he could handle what would soon happen, but knew he would have little choice nor offer any resistance. "Hey, Mac!", he grined as he reached for the Rancher's hand. Mac grabbed it hard and pulled the boy towards him. Kevin could smell the sweat of the trail on his breath as he spoke to him. "Listen, boy. Get one thing straight. You only address me as SIR! Got it!" he ordered as he spit into the boys face. "Yes, SIR " he shouted back. "Good, now get that fuckin'ass of yours into the barn!" Mac ordered. Mac pushed Kevin into the brightly lit barn. There were several stalls where the horses would be kept. In the middle, however, he noticed several long chains that hung from the ceiling. Nearby was a pillory. Kevin noticed that near the stalls were several large cages with barbed wire around them. Mac took a choke collar and attached it to Kevin's neck. He pulled him towards the center of the barn. Mac removed his shirt, handing it to Kevin. While he put on his harness, he noticed Kevin had taken the shirt and was rubbing it on his face. Mac pulled him by the chain. "What gives you the right to sniff my shirt!" Kevin trembled from the loud resonance of Mac's voice. Mac took the boy's face and forced it into his sweating armpit. "Lick it clean, boy!" Kevin hesitated. "Lick it, you dog!" he ordered striking him across the face. Kevin worked cleaning his master's armpits, first the left and then the right. Mac attached the boy's wrists to the chains in the ceiling. He then took off his boots and socks, tieing them to the boy's face so that he would have to breath the stench of his well worked boots. Mac hoisted the boy until his feet dangled slightly above the ground and stripped off his clothes. The boy had a smooth body, except for a few hairs on his chest and his pubics. Mac took an electric shears and removed the helpless boys hair. Kevin felt his manhood being removed as he hung, breathing in the smell of the boots. When it was done, Mac attached a rope that hung from above around Kevin's cock and balls. He then hoisted the rope, pulling his body upwards slightly. Kevin felt the rope pulling his cock. He soon sensed Mac working his fingers in his ass. He shouted as Mac rammed his hard cock into the hanging boy's hole. He reamed him mercilessly until he had shot his load in his victim. Kevin felt his sore hole being stretched even wider. Mac had forced a large plug into it. As Kevin looked down he noticed that the plug from his ass seemed to have a tail attached to it. Mac now took the cat-o-nine tails from the self and began to work on the Kevin's smooth back. Each strike caused him to jerk in the chains, causing the rope around his cock and balls to pull and sending a sharp pain through his body. Mac continued whipping the boy until they both were in a heavy sweat. The master then released the bonds from his slave and allowed him to drop before his naked body. The boot was removed from Kevin's face. Mac took a horse bit and forced it into the slave's mouth, tightening it behind his head. He felt the plug deep in his ass and noticed that he indeed had a tail attached to him. He knew he was to serve as one of his master's animals. Obediently, he began to follow the master. Mac struck him again with his whip. "You are to walk on your hands and the balls on your feet, Understand!" he shouted as he struck him again. Kevin obeyed and followed. His master tied him to a post and order him to raise his one leg. Mac attached it to a table much like a man about to shoe a horse. He whiped the bottom of the slave's foot with alcohol. Kevin saw a strange device in Mac's hand. It was metal and looked like many thick wires in the form of a foot. There was a place it could be slipped over the toes and had small spikes throughout. Mac put the "shoe" in place and hammered the base of it, forcing the tiny spikes into the slave's foot. Kevin tried to hold back his scream. The "shoe" was then strapped with leather to keep it in place. Mac repeated this on the other foot. Kevin shouted out. his cried were met with the taste of the whip. Mac now forced his "horse" to walk around the barn to get used to the metal "shoes". Kevin soon felt them as part of his body. The bit was removed as noticed Mac placed a bowl with "Kevin" written on it near a stall. Mac filled it with something from a can that appeared to be for a dog. "Eat! You worhtless dog." Kevin positioned himself in front of the bowl. He knew he dared not do this wrong. He lowered his mouth to the food and ate like a dog, drinking water also from a nearby bowl. After he finished, Kevin was led to a stall. He noticed that there was a cage door which opened from the floor. Kevin was ordered to lay down inside. His wrists were secured to posts in the base of the cage as were his ankles. Mac then secured the door shut. The next day Mac and the driver removed Kevin from the cage. He noticed they were both naked and took him to a corner and hosed him off. The plug was removed from his ass, and the driver took the nosel from the hose and douched Kevin's ass with it. Kevin was led to a strange looking bench. His ankles were attached to the base. He was then bent forward and angled down on a slant so that his head was almost on the floor as it reached the front of the bench. His arms were chained tightly down and metal brace held his waist in place. He was then moved while tied to the bench to the horses stall. Both men took their turns fucking the boy's well stretched ass. The driver then went outside while Mac rubbed an oinment all over Kevin. He then used it in large amounts on Kevin's aching asshole. The driver returned with a large horse. As the horse scented the ointmentit became aroused. Mac took the reigns and brought the horse to Kevin's stall. Kevin released he was positioned directly under the horse. He could feel the heast from the horse's belly. The horse was reacting more to the mare scent. The driver worked to keep the horse controlled while Mac grabbed the erect cock of the animal and positioned the head in Kevin's ass. The men moved away. kevin screamed as the horse rammed its cock into his ass. Kevin thought he was being torn in half. The cock of the horse worked faster in and out of his hole. He was sweating as he was being bred by this beast. Mac and the driver watched with pleasure as the fucking continued. Mac forced the driver to bend over and rammed his cock into the other man as he watched Kevin being ravaged. Kevin's ass was filled as the horse shot its load into him. Mac shot his own load into the driver at the same time. The horse was removed from the stall and let loose in the barn. As Kevin remained tied to the bench he felt the horse's cum flowing out of his expanded ass. While he was still tied, Kevin smelled iron burning. The driver put a leather strap in Kevin's mouth. Kevin saw his master was heating a branding iron. It was white hot as Mac walked towards him. He trembled as Mac positioned the iron near his ass. He braced himself as the iron was forced onto his tender ass leaving the same marking as was on the horse. Kevin trembled and was sweating. His master released him and brought him to a cage with his name on it so that he could rest. Kevin knew that he had served his new master well. He climbed into his cage and rested chained to the sides. His master had gone back out to the range. He longed for Mac's return so that he could continue to serve him. End Farm Boy ....Dedicated to a far away friend... -MK-
bestiality/wifes-revenge.txt	Date: Sat, 23 Dec 2017 05:19:55 +0000 From: Russ C <rsec44@hotmail.com> Subject: Wife's Revenge This past Saturday a Dom I had been servicing wanted to have one last session in the park before the leaves fell. I'm a submissive bottom that craves use and abuse by dominant men and women. I quickly agreed to his request and his conditions. I was to be naked, wearing a blackout hood and my hands cuffed behind my back. I was also to be on all fours, head down and ass up. I drove to the park, parked my car, stripped and walked to our picnic area. I arranged the hood so the mouth hole was in the right place, then cuffed my hands behind my back and waited. It wasn't long before I heard a vehicle pull into the parking lot. I quickly climbed onto the picnic table, got on all fours and presented my hole. A few minutes later I heard footsteps approach and a hand caress my ass. "Very good faggot," the Dom said as he started to roughly finger my cunt. I moaned as he continued to insert fingers in my hole. He stopped at four and then started rotating them, stretching and opening my hole. He came around front, commanded me to open my mouth and he stuck his huge cock in it. He grabbed the side of my head and started fucking my throat. As I was struggling to accommodate his member I heard another voice. It was female. "So, this is the faggot that you have been telling me about. Choke him for me dear." At that the Dom jammed his cock balls deep into my mouth and held it there. He pinched my nose and I soon got light headed and went limp. I must of passed out because the next thing I remembered was laying on my back, head hanging over the edge of the table and my ankles being held by the Dom over my head. "Good to see you awake. This is my wife. I promised her she could fuck up one of the faggots I used over the summer and she chose you. It's her reward for letting me fuck around," he said. I felt her grab my balls. She placed one ball and then another through a stretched rubber band. She was using an elastrator to band me! When she removed the elastrator the band snapped tight around my balls. I squeeled and the Dom shut me up by shoving his cock into my mouth. His wife smiled and said, "faggot, your balls have about an hour before they start to die. You'd better hope that I'm finished with you by then." She then produced a container of j-lube and a large syringe. She loaded the syringe with j-lube, shoved it deep in my cunt and emptied it. She repeated that procedure 3 times. I could feel the liquid deep in my bowels. "I think he's ready now," the Dom said. "I'll keep my cock in his mouth to keep him quiet." With that she started fisting my hole. Not bothering to slowly work her hand in, she just made a fist and punched it through my sphincter. Because of all the j-lube it went in rather easily, but it was still a shock. She used my hole like it was a punching bag, alternating fists. As she was destroying my hole she made all sorts of comments, like: "�no one will be able to use your hole�teach you a lesson�fucking faggot�" As she started to tire the Dom told her to go deep. Next thing I know she shoves her left arm up my hole to her elbow. She stopped until the Dom said, "he can take it all. Really fuck him up!" With that encouragement she pushed the rest of her arm deep into my bowels, only stopping at her shoulder. She stopped and admired her work. The Dom took his cock out of my mouth and I immediately begged her to remove her arm. She looked at me and said, "you going to stay away from my husband?" I nodded. She smiled and pulled her arm out of my body. They both looked at my gaping hole and laughed. "I guess I couldn't use that hole anymore, anyways. See you faggot." And they left. I was relieved for a second, but then I remembered my balls. It had been about an hour. They were deep purple and cold to touch and I had nothing to cut the band. I hurried to the parking lot in hopes of finding something to snip the band. When I got there the Dom and his wife were leaning against my car. "What took you so long faggot," she asked. "If you want that band off put your hands behind your back," she added. I quickly did as I was told. The Dom came behind and cuffed my wrists together. "Present those balls faggot," he commanded. I thrust my pelvis forward and my balls stuck out. His wife approached with a pair of nail clippers. As she snipped the band she turned to her husband and said, "watch this!" As soon as the band popped off the blood started to flow back into my balls. The pain was intense and I hopped and squirmed and yelled until it subsided. They both laughed at my performance. Once I had calmed down the wife approached. "I'm not quite finished with you yet faggot," she said. I nodded my head. She ordered me to go over to her husband and get his cock hard. I knelt in front of him and started sucking his cock. He leaned back against the car, smiled and seemed to enjoy my ministrations. After about 10 minutes he was rock hard. About the same time he reached full erection a truck pulled into the parking lot. "About time," the wife said. The truck parked beside our vehicles and a petite redhead jumped out. "Sorry, traffic issues. Is this the faggot," she said. "Ok, let's get on with this." The redhead whistled and two big Dobermans jumped out of the truck. Both weighed about 100 lbs and had huge cocks. The redhead got a video camera from the truck and started recording. She got a couple minutes of me sucking the Dom's cock and then a few minutes of him fucking my wrecked hole in the parking lot. The wife had disappeared with the dogs. She soon reappeared and said, "they're ready." With that, the Dom stopped fucking me and ordered me to follow him. I meekly obeyed. We walked back down the path to our favourite spot. The dogs were there and there cocks were out of their sheaths. I figured out what was going to happen and I started to whimper. I had never had sex with any animal, yet alone two dogs. The two women stripped and stood beside the dogs, reaching down and gently stroking their cocks. The Dom ordered me to my knees and to suck the dog's cocks. "You're a cocksucker, suck their cocks," he ordered. I crawled over to the redhead's dog and she placed its cock at the entrance of my mouth. I leaned forward and it slipped inside. As I gently sucked, it grew in size. It soon filled my whole mouth. "Get the knot in," she ordered. I slowly worked the dog cock until the knot slipped into my mouth as well. My mouth was totally stretched and sealed. I was breathing threw my nose. I heard the Dom and his wife talk about how much money they could get for this video. The redhead led the other dog to my ass. She said, "up" and the dog mounted me. It thrust wildly until the redhead grabbed it's cock and inserted it into my hole. Once it was in the dog pounded away. It's cock quickly grew and soon I could feel it's knot entering my hole. Once we were knotted the dog pressed forward and I could feel his cum filling my insides. About the same time the dog cock in my mouth started to cum. I couldn't swallow it all and some started coming out of my nose. My tormenters were amazed and commented about my debasement. I was not only a faggot, but a dog fucker. Here I was being videoed fucking two dogs in a public park! They were horny from watching me, so the women started sucking the Dom's cock and they had an impromptu threesome while the dogs and I remained knotted. After about half an hour the dog's knots started to go down and they slipped out of my holes. I lay there, hands cuffed behind my back, cum leaking from my cunt and mouth. The redhead came over and sat on my face and ordered me to clean out her cunt. It was full of the Dom's cum. Once I was done she gathered up the dogs and left. The Dom and his wife came over and removed the cuffs. They explained that they had the video of me and the dogs and that I'd better behave or it would be posted online. I nodded that I understood. "See you soon dog fucker," the wife said as they left.
bestiality/uncle-and-his-dog.txt	Date: Thu, 7 Sep 2017 15:22:48 +0000 (UTC) From: Wolf Pomo <pomowolf74@yahoo.com> Subject: Uncle and His Dog (Gay/Bestiality/Incest. Oral, anal, b/dM) Bestiality/Incest. Oral, anal, b/dM This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between consenting underage boy and adult males... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2017 Wolf, all rights reserved. You may contact me at pomowolf74@yahoo.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Uncle and His Dog By Wolf I grew up in Santa Ana, California. My family are Mexicans that came to California to work in the orange groves and building boom after World War II, but the groves have all been replaced by residential developments. My birth certificate proclaims that my name is Juan pronounced Won, but everyone calls me Johnny. I was always small for my age. I suspect there was a Gringo in my family tree, because I have brown hair, green eyes and slight colored skin. I was a curly head boy that at the age of twelve I could pass as an eight- year-old. I was definitely a late bloomer. One of my uncles was a history teacher named Samuel. Uncle Sam on the other hand was a tall brown skinned Mexican. He was at least six-feet tall. I always admired his muscular physique. I was almost twelve when my Uncle Samuel told me that he wanted me to look after his dog while he was on vacation. His dog was a very large black Great Dane, named King George, because of my uncle's love of history. King George was Queen Elizabeth's grandfather, and King of England during the Boar War and World War I. I was thrilled to be asked to help my uncle, besides I always loved dogs, but when I got a look at his dog, he frightened me, because the dog was so large. When he stood on his hind legs and placed his front paws my Uncle Sam's shoulders he was taller than my uncle. My duties included feeding, walking and grooming the two-year-old dog. I worked with the dog for about a couple of weeks before my uncle went on vacation. Uncle Sam wanted to sure I could handle the dog. After all, if George decided to bolt I wasn't strong enough to stop him. My uncle insisted that when I bathed George I should wash the genitals. I was to play with his penis until it extended out of the hairy sheath and wash his penis. I thought his request was strange, but I was fascinated with his cock. It was always moist and a mottled colored thing as large as most human cocks. George obviously enjoyed me playing with his cock. He would try and mount me and he would extend his cock while he tried to hump my leg. When he was laying on his side he would lick himself, and look at me. I assumed that he wanted me to play with his cock. Uncle Sam warned me that George was a naturally horny dog and would hump anything. After Uncle Sam left on vacation I stayed at his home to look after it and the dog. I would exercise George by attaching a leash to George's neck and attach the other end of the leash to the handlebar of my bicycle, and allow the dog to pull me around the neighborhood until George ran himself out. I fed George daily, and George's poop was as large as a human's. I had to scoop up his poop, and disposed of it in a pit with a metal lid to reduce the stink. The other duty was to bathe George. Bathing George was always messy. I would get soaking wet while bathing him, so I started taking off my clothes in the back yard to wash George. George would stick his big muzzle into my crotch and lick my cock and balls. It embarrassed me, and I would struggle with him to stop doing that long enough to bathe him. One day while I was bathing George I bent over to pick up the brush I use to wash him, and George tried to mount me. I quickly stood up to prevent him from doing that. But that started me thinking nasty things at night while in the guest room trying to go to sleep. The next day after exercising George I watched George lay down in the back yard while I put my bike away. He lay there and started licking his cock. He mottles colored pointed cock was wet and sticking out of his hairy sheath. It looked as big as any adult cock I had ever seen. I was curious about it, and approached him. I knelt beside him and reached out to touch his cock. George licked my hand, so I grew bolder and bent down to smelled his cock. I smelled the hair covering his balls and the sheath that normally covered his cock. I started licking his cock and it had a bitter taste. I took it into my mouth and sucked on it. George quickly squirted watery cum into my mouth. It surprised me and I spit it out, but it left an after taste. Having satisfied my curiosity about his cock I wasn't excited about tasting his cum again, but George would approach me after his run and rub my leg, and lift his hind leg to show me his cock sticking out. I eventually started jacking him off to satisfy him. During the time Uncle Sam was on vacation I continued carrying for George. I continued removing all of my clothes to bathe George to keep them from getting wet. One day I bent over to pick up the shampoo bottle and George mounted me. He stabbed t my asshole several times before his cock found the mark. It hurt going in, but I couldn't believe how quickly he actually fucked me. He squirted his hot cum into my ass. When he pulled out there was that moment when his knot stretched my asshole as it pulled out of my ass. I feared that he was going to pull my guts out of my ass. His cum dribbled out on my asshole. George walked to a shady spot in the back yard and laid down to lick his cock. Every day after that George was excited to see me. After feeding him our day of exercising him, picking up after him and then I would masturbate him. I even submitted to allowing him to mount me. George was truly the alpha in our relationship. When he would mount me, he would grip my ribs with his front paws and his dew claws would dig into my flesh while he was hammering my ass. By the time Uncle Sam came home from his vacation I was fully engaged in sex with George. I was sucking his cock and allowing George to mount me daily. I was happy to continue looking after George. It was still summer and I was washing George in the back yard one day. I had put on a bathing suit for my uncle's benefit, and to discourage George from trying to mount me. While I was washing George the phone rand. My uncle left us in the back yard to answer the telephone. In my uncle's absence, I couldn't resist satisfying George quickly by giving him blowjob. I was so engrossed in sucking George's cock that I didn't notice my uncle returning to the back yard until I heard the sound of his footsteps on the patio tile. I panicked as I looked in the direction of the approaching sound of my approaching uncle. Uncle Sam didn't reproach me at all. He seemed to enjoy watching what I was doing. He encouraged me to continue. He assured me that George would love to cum in my mouth. When I finished sucking George off, Uncle Sam sat me down and had a talk with me. When I admitted that I did enjoy sucking George's cock, he opened the front of his pants and pulled out an impressive un-cut cock. His cock had to be at least seven and a half inches long. He had coarse straight black hair above his cock and his balls were hairless. He had a lot of foreskin dangling at the end of his cock. It reminded me of a big dark brown earthworm. He pulled back the foreskin to expose the round wet knob of his cock. I saw the beads of headcheese around the base of the knob. He asked me if I wanted to suck his cock. I agreed and knelt between his legs as he sat on a lawn chair, and I cupped his hairless balls in my hand as I did my best to swallow as much of his cock as I could. When I used my tongue to scoop up the headcheese I found that it tasted bitter, but I enjoyed the taste of his cock. While I was sucking my uncle's cock, George started sniffing the ass of my swim trunks. Uncle Sam asked has George been fucking you? I had to mumble "ah hum" in agreement. Sam leaned over to pull my trunks down. When he sat up George mounted me and stabbed my ass with his cock. George came in my ass and withdrew from me to go lie down and lick his cock. Uncle Sam eventually squirted cum into my mouth. I swallowed most of it. The remainder of Sam's cum was squirted in my face, so Sam licked from my face. Uncle Sam and I became the best of friends. After school started our gettogethers were limited to weekends. George welcomed me with wagging tail on weekends. One weekend Uncle Sam loaded George and me into his van and drove us east to Highway 215 in Riverside south of March Air Force Base and took a road east to an isolated ranch with a sign identify it as a breeding farm. There was a couple of large barns near a residence. There were at least fifteen other vehicles parked in front of the place. As soon as he parked the van he had me attached a leash to George and we approached the residence and office. We were greeted by a gentleman and were directed to join the other guests in the first barn. As we approached the barn I was impressed with the way the barn was designed to shield the ruff from direct sun light. The building was cooled by solar powered air-conditioners. We joined a pretty large group of men including boys no older than me as the owner of the farm was showing off the kennels. He was pointing out all of the breeds of dogs and assuring the guests that all of the dogs were registered with the American Kennel Association, and many of them are show winners. He added that the other barn houses the bitches just to keep the stress level down. Just the same I kept King George away from the kennels lining both sides of the barn because I didn't want to excite the dogs, after all they were all alpha males. The owner of the kennel recognized my Uncle Samuel and King George, and asked, "Welcome to today's party Sam! Well we be seeing King George perform today?" Samuel smiled, "Yes, my nephew Johnny will be putting King George threw his passes today! Will." Will's face lit up, "Excellent! Gentlemen we will have the privilege of witnessing a true show winner perform this afternoon! Sam's Great Dane "King George" is not only an Aka show winner, he is one of the best breeder's I ever sold. After the tour, we were escorted to a show ring. The guests filed into the bleachers, and Will led us to the dressing room. Will and Uncle Sam helped undress me in preparation of me bringing King George out to the show ring. Will went out into the show ring and announced what they were about to witness. Then he called for me to bring King George out. The show ring was carpeted with green artificial turf and there was a platform for showing off the dogs, but for today it would have another use. I brought George out on the leash and we trotted around the ring, to the delight of the men sitting in the bleachers. After circling the ring couple of times, I brought George to platform, but rather than having George mount the platform I was the one that mounted the platform, and got on my hands and knees. That as when George mounted the platform and the first thing he did was stick his nose into my asshole and licked my ass. Then to the cheers of the spectators, George mounted me and stuck his cock into my ass while clinging to my ribs with his dew claws. He was drawling on the back of my neck while he was hammering his cock into my ass. The spectators cheered when he squirted his cumin my ass and they saw his knot stretch my asshole as he struggled to pull out. I was still on my knees, and my asshole was gapping open with a red inflamed ring. His watery cum was dripping from my asshole. The show was not over though. Uncle Samuel came out and was also totally naked, and he mounted the platform and startled my hips and stick that marvelous cock into my inflamed asshole. He fucked me. When Sam started to cum he pulled out and squirted cum all over my ass and back, to the cheers of our fans. After the show, a variety of breeds of the males were auctioned off. The only stipulations were that every buyer have to submit to dropping their pants and letting their new dogs fuck them. Uncle Samuel and I met a lot of interesting breeders that day. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to pomowolf74@yahoo.com
bestiality/party-animal.txt	Date: Thu, 17 Oct 2002 17:41:27 +0100 From: Marky Rickitt <markyrickitt@hotmail.com> Subject: Party Animal Here is a copy of an email I had sent me about a party a guy went to. I havnt changed a thing, but have removed his name etc at his request. I am trying to get more details, and will post them ASAP. in the mean time, ENJOY! markyrickitt@hotmail.com Party Animal Hello Marky, The party I mentioned was in N Beach. The house itself was up on a ridge on a hill overlooking the ocean; made a nice view of the bay. The house was owned by a self-proclaimed hair stylist and his partner who always bragged that he only worked one day a week, 48 hours straight. The house was quite large. The living room was like an enormous empty cavern, with only a small table in front of a large couch. There were a few chairs scattered around the couch, but it all seemed quite naked. This little furniture collection formed an intimate audience style arranged before a large projection screen tv that played a normal porno tape, just your regular suck & fuck film. The white carpet was covered with a layer of blankets. Small, "personal" sized cans of Crisco scattered at strategic points of convenience, making certain that a fist was within reach of a good lube job. The group was composed of paired strangers brought together by the hair stylist and made a rather motley and eclectic gathering. Two guys in leather, another set blondes, a pair of blacks, two collegiate types and several skin heads, all in all, a rather nasty looking group. I noticed the blonde was laying back, pants open, slowly jacking while he watched the film, seemingly oblivious to the group milling about with drinks. It seemed quite natural for a guy to jack off in the room while he enjoyed the fuck film. His pace quickened, and his balls tightened up. He got to the cusp of shooting his load and his strokes intensified, I dropped to my knees, took his cock in my mouth and swallowed the boy's load. We exchanged gratitude and quick smiles; he didn't make a mess and I like nothing better than to have a guy jack off in my mouth. A light flickered, the video screen volume came up and a narrator asked us to take seats. A film began, obviously done inside a very large barn. Two guys stepped into frame, both quite goodlooking and probably early 20's. The brunette with the long hair, had his pants already opened -- he looked like he knew what he was expecting. His buddy stepped off frame and we heard a voice say, "Ok Tom, now strip naked boy." And with that he stripped off his blue jeans, shirt and shorts. He displayed a beautiful body about 20, stood smiling and proud with half a hardon. In the background we could hear a horse whiney. Behind Tom was a wooden "horse" type of table similar to what a carpenter uses but reconfigured for a better use. It allowed space for a guy to lay on with his cock and balls hanging through a hole in the top, and restraints at each of the four legs. There were very large rubber cups that obviously would hold a horse hoof each. Tom's partner returned and helped Tom onto the wooden horse, tucking his cock and balls into the hole, ass up, ankles and wrists bonded to each appropriate leg. The voice behind the camera gave instructions on occasion to keep things moving. As the last step, Peter (the partner) took a rag and rubbed it on Tom's naked ass and hips and cast it to the side. Finally Tom was strapped securely to the wooden horse, and turned his head to watch what was approaching. Peter (the handler) then brought an incredibly beautiful black stallion. His body gleamed with sweat, his nostrils snorted with passion. The stallion pranced a bit. The stallion had been well primed with the same rag that had been rubbed on a mare in heat. The stallion's cock hung long under his flanks. Peter brought the horse to Tom -- coaxed the horse into the well-used rubber cups. The stallion had been here before. Tom pushed his ass back -- wanting the horse cock desperately. His ass flared opened, red and wet -- this boy had been primed. He needed preparation to take this cock. The huge horse cock rose to a long hard 20 inches. Peter grasped the base of the cock to control the horse and guided the horse cock to Tom's open flared-red butt hole. The stallion lunged at the upturned ass, trying to impale the boy with his huge cock. Peter finally got the head of the dick at the boy's hole and the huge cock slide about 12 inches into the boy -- Tom convulsed and was impaled with the huge horse cock. If it hadn't been for Peter holding the horse cock by the base, the stallion would have shoved the entire 20 inches of cock up his ass. The blonde that I had seen earlier, had been watching the black guy open his pants, take out a huge 9-1/2 cock and lay back slowly stroking while he watch the boy get horse fucked. The blonde crawled over on his hands and knees, looked up for approval, got a nod and took the huge cock down his throat. After a few moments, the guy said, "That's enough sucking, now lick my boots the same way boy." And with that the blonde crawled onto the floor, and began licking his shoes with the same passion he licked the man's black cock. His beautiful bubble butt turned up in the air. I want to see that butt naked later I thought. Turning back to the film, I watched the horse ram fucking the willing ass, the horse snorted violently, cum shot out of his ass. As the horse became to calm down, the camera moved in to focus on the horse cock still inside the boy -- we could see part of a face with dark hair like Peter -- sucking the horse cum out of Tom's ass. The video went dark. A side door opened and a man stepped into the room. He stepped onto a small plastic stage and started to address the group. My attention was drawn to the side as a whiff of fresh manshit waffed under my nose. The two collegiate boys were in a far corner. The crew cut guy totally naked squatted over his partner that laid under him completely clothed. I could clearly see a long thin rope of brown turd hanging from his asshole into the boy's mouth. The boy laid on his back quite calm with his hands folded on his flat tummy. The crew cut said in a gruff low voice, "Don't move an inch, just eat my shit boy." The turd slowly disappeared down his mouth as he chewed obediently. He never moved, didn't open his pants or make a sound -- just obeyed. He ate his Master's shit. I returned my attention to the man on the small lite stage. He said we could take a short break and return to the amusement for the main attraction. About 15 minutes later he called us back from our refreshment and miscellaneous blow jobs. The real personalities had come out. Several more guys were sporting large slave collars, most had brown stains on their tongues or fresh piss. During the 15 minute break I watched a guy get punch fisted -- made for interesting cocktail time. Our guest was dressed in stained levies, and smelled of strong horse shit. His voice sounded similar to the voice behind the camera. He said he wanted us to enjoy ourselves and could take part if we wished. And with that the door opened again. A young boy about 14 or 15, dressed in a black silk Japanese-type komona was brought from the side door, proper small slave collar around his white neck, with a dangling dog chain to the side, held by his Master. His pure white innocent face shined above the black silk. This is Tim, the announcer said. The boy is a willing participant in the games of the evening. He gestured towards Tim, and the Master stepped behind him and in one pull, ripped off the silk komona, exposing a naked, lean, well developed young virgin to be ravished at will. His only clothing was his dog collar. He was slowly walked around so that we could all get a close touch and feel. Not to get too raudy we were warned. You'll have him later. They returned to the small lite stage and the boy obediently dropped naked to his hands and knees. The boy's dog chain hung from his neck and clicked on the floor when he turned his head around to watch the dog, his Master, enter the room proudly. The lights from under the stage light his under belly perfectly. A large german Sheppard was brought in from the side door without a leash. The Master brought the dog to the boy's upturned ass -- he sniffed. MMM -- this doggie had been there before! A long pink cock poked out of the dog sheath, the dog tongued the boy's upturned ass. Immediately the dog mounted the boy, and started stabbing at the beautiful white boy ass, trying to find his pink hole. The dog handler helped guide the now extended hard dog-cock into the boy's body. The boy pushed back when the dog cock touched his open willing hole. The animal thrust into his bitch in one shove, taking took over his bitch, fucking wildly like the animal he is. My attention was drawn to the black guy on the couch. He was naked when I turned looked and heard him order the blonde to strip. The boy stood up as ordered and waited for his instructions. He took his arm, walked around the couch and then shoved him back into the sofa, lifted his legs exposing another pink asshole spread wide, waiting to be taken. The black guy held his 9-1/2 hard cock in hand, with a little lube and impaled the boy in one stroke down to his pubes. The boy gasped and smile, spreading his legs more while the black guy fucked him with the same passion the dog fucked the boy on stage. An unforgettable image of watching that huge black cock slide into that white round ass. I looked back to the stage and could see from the well lit position the dog knot had begun to grow -- and the dog fucked with wild animal abandon, harder and harder. Finally we heard the boy groan -- and saw the knot disappear into his beautiful tight ass. The Master was locked to his bitch. Again the door opened and a second man brought out a black lab -- prancing proudly. The lab was brought to the front of the boy. Without hesitation, the dog jump on his shoulders, poking his already hard cock towards the boy's open mouth. I could easily see the angelic innocent pure white face eagerly open his mouth and take the dog cock and suck greedily. He loved blowing the dog cock. We watched in passion and rapture as the boy sucked off the black lab while his tender ass was getting well fucked with a huge Sheppard cock. Finally the Sheppard stopped pumping, wanting to be free, but was locked to the boy's ass. The dog turned and tried to drag the helpless boy back -- he could only move with his Master. Cum dripped out of his the corner of mouth and asshole. The collegiate boy stood next to me still fully dressed, he wore a touch of brown stain around his lips like a badge of honor. He literally drooled watching the boy get fucked. I finally asked, "Hot isn't it?" To which he responded, "I sure would like to clean that up." I looked at his master with a questioned face and he nodded to the boy. At that moment the boy dashed across the room, slide under the boy-dog fuck combo and drank the dog cum and boy juices dripping out of his open ass with great relish. A huge bear of a man approached me, looked me in the eyes - I thought he was going to tear me apart or rape me. Instead, he dropped to his knees, slowly and very gently opened my pants, took out my hard cock and began to blow me. There was a hot guy on each side occupying my hands and fingers while I alternately stroked cock and finger butt hole. The rest of the evening turned into a blur of a long shadowed orgy. Even for breakfast I fucked a guy on the table. markyrickitt@hotmail.com
bestiality/a-boys-best-friend.txt	Date: Mon, 21 Nov 2016 01:44:46 +0000 (UTC) From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com> Subject: A Boy's Best friend I first posted this is a story 10 years ago. It's about a boy and his dog. There is absolutely not one shred of truth to it, it's all from imagination. Well, most of it is from my imagination. I don't know if I will ever add to it as it was never intended to be more than what it is. However, things change and sometimes I just can't help thinking, "what if..." and then writing about it. If you're under 18 the usual warnings apply. For those of you that choose to read on, well, I hope it meets with your approval. Hugs Tag_m ~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~ I'm not exactly sure how or when I first got the idea of being sexual with my dog. Certainly I'd been exposed to dogs in a variety of sexual or sexual type of situations: seeing dogs fuck or being tied together, seeing dogs with their hard pink cocks sticking out of their furry sheaths, or even having a dog stick his nose my crotch, like my Husky Sacha did from time to time. Like any boy who owns a dog, I'd seen Sacha cleaning his doggy cock plenty of times, paying almost loving attention to his fully exposed dick with his long wet tongue. I don't know when I first posed the question to myself about whether or not it felt as good to Sacha as it might have to me. I had just turned thirteen, had gotten my first hairs about three or four months before and had my first, real life, white goo sperming after hearing about beating off about a month or so after that. Like any thirteen year old boy in the beginnings of puberty, my circumcised five inch cock was hard all the damned time and of course I jacked off all the damned time too. I seemed willing to take risks sometimes as well, not knowing that a great many boys did the same thing; jacking off at school or in a public restroom for instance. I'd even done it in the bushes at the park, my little heart beating like mad as I pumped the end of my cock, the only part I would allow out of the fly of my jeans, while I kept a furtive lookout for any intruders or peepers. I had done it in the water at the beach too but damn it took a long time and my arm got sore trying to make myself cum. I had discovered the sensitivity of my butt hole and the underside of my, by then, hanging balls with the detachable shower head in my bathroom. My dad had installed it that day and it wouldn't do but that I had to test it out. It only took a few seconds of spraying my cock before I was raging hard and I almost died when I directed the spray underneath my cock head. To get to my asshole I hiked a foot up onto the edge of the bathtub then turned around and bent forward a little bit. The feelings were incredible and caused me to want to jack off right then and there, which I did. It would take a few weeks of trial and error before I'd be able to jack off while the spray was working my butt hole and when I finally did I'd figured that it was just about the best sperming I'd had yet. For some reason I wouldn't let Sacha watch me jack off. If he was in my room or with me in the garage for instance, I'd put him out. I don't have an explanation for that but had I not put him out I would have discovered the pleasure that we could bring each other a whole lot sooner than I did. Of course he'd seen me naked before and of course he'd stuck his cold nose in my crotch but that was as far as it went. I did like the feeling of his soft fur on my naked or almost naked body however. I loved cuddling up to Sacha after a shower or when lying in the cool shade under the huge tree in our back yard on a cooling summer night. I always had clothes on; Jocky briefs at the very least, but often was bare-chested and bared legged. Sacha always allowed me that show of affection, lying still as I snuggled into him and trying to get as much of my body in contact with his as possible. It wasn't sexual in any way and I never popped a boner when I did it. Thinking about it I guess it all must have been that first time, one night after the ritual of my evening shower, that I snuggled naked with Sacha on my bedroom floor that sort of got it all started. First of all I hadn't jacked off that day for some reason and while I didn't seem to be horny I guess that my body was and just hadn't told me about it. Secondly, my best friend Scooter had told me about being at his cousin's farm and seeing their horse with a hard on and how big the fucking thing was. "Shit Daylen his cock was as long as my arm. My cousin said that when they breed him they have to help him out by pulling her tail out of the way and sometimes have even guided his cock in the female horse's cunt. Can you imagine that?" Scooter was mighty impressed with almost anything sexual and how it was that he and I hadn't done things together I'll never know. So there I was, lying naked on my bedroom floor and snuggled up to my furry ninety pound Siberian. I became aware of his hairs poking me right in my piss slit and because it didn't feel real good I moved my dick so that it was up against my body rather than sticking out. I wrapped myself back around my dog and nuzzled my face in fur, pushing my whole torso in close and before I knew it I was young boy hard. The feeling of Sacha's hair on my most sensitive parts was quite stimulating and I found myself pressing my cock into his back and slowly humping against him. I wrapped an arm around his belly to hold him against me for leverage and somehow my hand found its way to his cock. Without really thinking I grasped onto the furry sheath and squeezed it a couple of times then moved down a little bit and felt on his balls. Sacha didn't try to move really except for his leg, which he seemed to have done to allow me better access to his boy stuff. My hand moved back up to his sheath and again, I gripped it and slowly stroked it a couple of times, feeling an almost immediate reaction, a thickening of his cock. My own cock seemed to get harder knowing that my dog was too and I pushed harder into his back, humping against him. For his part, Sacha wasn't about to lie still. He needed to be on all four feet so that he could follow through with the direction that Mother Nature needed him to go, that being to fuck, to hump, and he damn well couldn't do it lying on his side. I let go of him and he scrambled to his feet while I rolled onto my back and slowly stroked my own rigid cock. Of course that didn't escape Sacha's attention at all and it wouldn't do but that he had to stick his nose in there and investigate. I moved my hand to see what he'd do and about died off when he started licking at the precum leaking out of my slit. Shit the feelings were incredible and I couldn't help but hold my cock upright, allowing my dog to wash my hard boy cock like an ice cream cone. I was too hot for words and when he moved lower and started licking my balls I couldn't contain myself any longer and stroked my cock, getting about five slides in before I shot, three drops of white stuff blasting up onto my lower chest and giving me a new record for distance I thought. I relaxed onto my carpeted floor, every nerve ending in my young 13 year old body tingling like crazy. Sacha sniffed out my sperm and cleaned it off my body then went for the head of my dick where liquid was still seeping out slowly. I pushed his head away while I rolled in the opposite direction, my dickhead being way too sensitive for my dog's attention. For his part Sacha plopped down and started licking at the very tip of his cock which was barely sticking out of the sheath. It got me a little curious, wondering if my dog had gotten a little sexy feeling from licking on my dick like that so I called him to me and like a good boy, he came right over, tail a wagging. I got to my knees and hugged him, turning him sideways, then reached underneath and started stroking his furry sheath. He actually turned his head and licked the side of my face but otherwise stood still. I could feel his cock getting hard and of course that just me all the harder too, my cock having stayed that way even after cumming. I peeked down underneath him and it didn't take long before his cock was coming out and he was starting to hump his back hips a little bit. That made me work even harder and in moments all of his cock was sticking out and he was humping even faster and I felt a huge knot at the base of his cock. All of a sudden he started squirting out dog sperm, clear watery kinds of squirts and not like mine at all, and the knot became exposed too. It was all way too hot for a horny assed thirteen year old boy and as soon as he stopped humping I rolled onto my back and jacked off again while I watched Sacha wash his big thick cock. As I squirted out, my hips raised off the carpet, I wondered what it would be like to suck on my dog's cock and then I wondered what his cum would taste like. Yeah, as I think back on it now, as a 17 year old boy, that's where it all started. It caused me to smile which prompted the question from the kid I was sitting with about what I was smiling about. Over the next few weeks or so I jacked my dog off on a regular basis. I'd hold him and hug him and rub his belly before I stared and as he grew used to the process I wondered if he looked forward to it as much as I did. I generally did it at night after my shower when I knew that privacy for me was at its peak. The first few times the anticipation was so intense that I jacked off in the shower first in an effort to make the pain of my stone hard young cock go away. It also helped quell the multitude of butterflies that were so strong in my belly that I almost felt sick to my stomach. Even then I would go back into my room, my hard cock leading the way. Sacha came to recognize my boner as a prelude to his own doggie sperming and eventually seeing mine would cause his own cock to start getting hard. Of course see that that only seemed to make my cock get all the harder. So, I'd jack him off, looking down underneath and watching as he humped and then squirted jets of watery dog sperm on the carpet. After he was done I'd lay back and slowly and lovingly stroke my own cock while I watched Sacha clean himself and if I'd already spermed out in the shower I could make my jacking off last longer. Either way though, when I came, it was intense and when it was over I'd just lay on the rug panting and of course Sacha would come over and clean my cum up and I'd have to protect my sensitive cock head from his lapping tongue. It was while lying on the floor one post sperming night that it hit me. I was watching my boy clean his big thick red cock when I realized that I loved Sacha's cock as much as I loved my own. I loved how it looked, so strong and hard and ready to go. It was so red and meaty looking and somehow I knew that my dog and I were going to become full fledged lovers. The first time that I tasted Sacha's cock had been when I was jacking him and I stopped before he got to the sperming stage. I managed to get him to lie down and I maneuvered him to his side a little bit. I took hold of his sheath and pulled a little bit to get his pink missile away from his belly hairs and stuck my head down there and took a swipe. It felt weird on my tongue, like a packaged meat or something. I put my mouth over the pointed tip and sucked about a third of it into my mouth. Sacha wasn't having it though. I guessed that if he was gonna have any sucking or licking on his cock then he'd be the one to do it. So, he struggled against me enough that I just let him get back up, although he had to investigate his cock first, licking it as though cleaning the taste of human off of it. I thought maybe we'd have better luck in the dog sucking arena if maybe I got underneath him and sucked him while I jacked him off. I got him back to his feet and did just that, crawled underneath him. I stroked his cock a little bit to keep him in the mood then inched under him until I was looking at his doggie dick; pink, wet looking and inviting. I jacked on him slowly, getting more of his cock out in the open, then leaned in and took the thing in my mouth. I sucked on him, letting my tongue explore the thickening warm wet dog flesh, and started stroking him faster. I felt his cock grow bigger in my mouth and the lump inside his sheath at the base of his cock get bigger, swelling under my fingers. Sacha started humping, fucking my mouth, which made all that much hotter so I jacked him off a little faster. In a flash he was ramming six inches of thickened dog cock into my mouth and as the knot at the base of his cock swelled to the size of a hardball, it came completely out of the sheath. How I managed to get all of his cock into my mouth, I don't know. Maybe because I was so fucking hot, so into sucking his cock that I let my throat relax and took him in. No matter. I felt his sperm hit the back of my throat and the big knot bounce against my chin as my dog humped like crazy, fucking my mouth like a bitch dog's cunt. I felt the tickling of my own sperming start and before I could do anything about it, my cock blasted my cum out onto my carpet. My body was shivering from the excitement and the sensitivity as my whole body seemed to go into overdrive. I let go of Sacha and jacked the fuck out of my own cock and seemed to get the feelings of cumming again. Sacha continued to fuck into my mouth although his motion was slowing. I didn't know if that was cuz he was done with his doggie cum or because I wasn't helping him out. I didn't know if his system was like mine, that jacking helped keep things hot and running. As both of our cums slowed down I started to gag and pulled my mouth off Sacha's cock, noticing right away how thick the thing had gotten. I saw too how big the knot at the base of his cock was and made a decision right then and there that there was no way that thing was going to get inside my ass. Sacha stepped away from me and I laid there on my carpet, still stroking my cock, my other hand having reached down and was gently tugging on my soft smooth balls. "My dog fucking me," I thought. "I wonder that that would be like?" It happened without any forethought or consideration. I had made the leap, the decision, of going the entire way with my dog, of having him driving his hot hard cock into my butt. It was only a matter of time. I wondered then what it was going to feel like. I'd put some things in my hole before and loved how it felt but then I was doing all the work. I wondered what it was going to be like just being there, being the girl, being the bitch dog and letting Sacha have his way with me, having my dog just fuck the living shit out of my tight little virgin asshole. I improved on the dog sucking routine by leaning with my back against my bed and getting Sacha to put his front paws on the mattress and it didn't take long to do it. Sacha was well trained to begin with and so was a compliant and fast learner although it still took a couple of times, mostly because of me, not my dog. The first time I wanted to try it though, I got him in the mood by being totally naked and letting him lick all over my cock and balls and I did it before I took a shower so there were odors there for him to explore. Since he was so interested in licking down to the top of my butt crack I pulled my legs back and exposed my butthole to him. I almost died as his tongue massaged my tight little hole for the first time and I made him stop so I could get on my hands and knees with my butt in the air to allow him full access to me. Sacha cleaned off the entire area, doing the inside of my cheeks as well. When he went down onto the underside of my hanging balls; I thought I was going to faint from the feelings. I couldn't stand it any longer; I needed to cum so bad. I grasped onto my rock hard cock and started jacking off. Sacha went back up and started licking my hole again and I heard myself moan as I spermed out, my cum shooting out onto the carpet as my hole got the full on doggy tongue treatment. Again, my whole body seemed to just vibrate from the experience. It would be another couple of days before I managed to get Sacha's front paws up onto my bed so he could actually fuck my mouth. I would be way too busy exploring and experiencing his licking my asshole. I suppose I could have done both but there were a couple of problems with that. One was that I usually played with Sacha later at night before I was going to bed and the feelings were so new and hot I couldn't hold off from sperming out, I had to cum while he licked me. The other thing was that after I cummed while he was licking me, my body was so overwhelmed with feelings it was all I could do to climb into bed and so to sleep. After the newness of getting my butt hole licked wore off a little bit I was able to stop him and not cum. Since he wasn't yet used to having his own cum after licking me, Sacha didn't get a boner while he was doing it so even though I was in a fog of hotness over it, my dog wasn't. What I did was start to slowly stroke his furry sheath, getting him in the mood cuz he knew that once I started jacking him off he was going to get to cum. Once there was a couple of pink inches sticking out I leaned back against my bed and tried to get him to stand over me and then to get in close enough to put his paws on the bed. The first few times just plain didn't work so what I did was to get Sacha hot by jacking on him, then get him to get his paws up on it with me still beside him, not underneath him. He didn't seem real happy about being in such an unnatural position but I kneeled so that I could drape one arm over his back and sort of hold him in place while my other hand stroked him. As much as I wanted to climb down under him and suck his hot hard cock I kept him in place till he squirted out. After he cummed and cleaned his cock off I let him lick and slurp all over my cock, balls and hole while I jacked off. Finally, after a few days, I did what I'd planned. I started out with a slow strip, rubbing at the front of my jean, then my underwear, pressing the cotton against my steel hard young dick and playing with my balls. Sacha seemed like he was getting into, knowing what was going to happen. I pulled my balls out of the leg hole of my briefs and got close to my dog who took a sniff then started licking the smooth hairless bag. I was getting hot as a fresh fucked fox in a forest fire. I slowly stroked my cock through my briefs, wrapping my fingers around the cloth covered shaft and ultimately getting the front soaked from precum that seemed to pour come of the piss slit like a slow running faucet. I finally pulled away from Sacha, put my nuts back, then slowly pulled my underwear down and then off. Sacha was right there so I let him lick on me, his tongue lapping up and down my cock and cleaning off my swollen cock head. I turned and went over the bed and laid face down on it, my knees hanging just above the floor, and reached behind me and pulled my butt cheeks wide open. Sacha didn't waste a second but dove in, licking and slurping all over my hole and cleaning it thoroughly. When he licked down onto the underside of my balls my entire body shivered from the intensity of the feelings that were shooting through like stars in a summer night sky. Fuck, that is so sensitive. I knew that I was gonna squirt any second and ruin my plan so I moved, taking Sacha's desert away from him. I knelt along side of him and saw that his cock was about half way out of its sheath. The dog was no fool. I reached under and began slowly stroking him, squeezing the meat under the fur gently as I moved my hand. It only took a second or 5 to be my big boy in the mood. I leaned against my bed, got Sacha to straddle me, his face close to mine, then I got his front paws up on the bed. His thick pink cock was almost right in front of my face and my own cock throbbed at the thought of what was going to happen. I leaned my head forward and using one hand on the sheath to hold and guide it, I put my mouth over his cock. I felt slightly faint at the feel of his meat in my mouth, the warmth of it and the wet texture. I put my other hand down and cupped his furry balls and began stroking him. I felt his cock thicken in my mouth as he got harder and in a moment Sacha started humping. I moaned out as realized my dog was finally fucking my mouth, driving his doggie boner in an out of a wet hole. I stroked him a little bit faster. I felt the knot growing at the base of Sacha's cock, felt his cock filling my mouth and hitting the back of my throat. My sweet furry boyfriend was doing what Mother Nature intended for him to do; to bury his dog cock in a tight warm dog cunt. This time he had to settle for a boy's mouth and it didn't appear that he cared one way or the other. Sacha picked up speed, the knot came all the way out of the sheath and I could feel it hit my chin. I couldn't believe that I'd taken the entire length of Sacha's cock into my mouth and then he came. He fucked into me even faster as his thin, watery dog sperm shot into my mouth and I heard myself groan at the pleasure. God it was so fucking hot and I felt somewhat faint from the feelings. I continued to stroke as Sacha slowed down and finally stopped fucking my face. I knew that he would want to move just about as badly as I didn't want him to. I let go of him, took my mouth from his cock and he carefully moved off the bed. He plopped his butt down and immediately went to cleaning himself. I stayed where I was, slowly stroking my raging hard cock and tugging on my balls. I stared dreamily at his big red cock, loving my dog more than ever, loving have suck a delicious cock in my mouth. I was more than ready to cum but I wanted to wait until he was finished so that Sacha could help me out by maybe licking my asshole while I jacked off or something. When he was finished he came right over to me but didn't go for my cock. Instead he licked my face, sort of kissing me and I guess thanking me for his wonderful cumming. He licked at my lips and without thinking I opened my mouth wide and he shoved his tongue inside, licking and cleaning his dog sperm from the inside of my mouth. I can't explain the feeling. I can hardly describe how intense that felt, how fucking good it felt having my dog ramming his tongue into my mouth like that. I relaxed my head back onto the side of the bed, reached up and put an arm around his neck and sort of held him there and began pushing my own tongue back against his. Getting tongued in the mouth by a dog is fucking amazing. His big tongue was everywhere inside my mouth and I could hear myself moaning loudly from the feelings. My cock seemed to throb and my heart beat even faster. I wouldn't find out until I was much older but the word for what we were doing was like French kissing and it was hot as all fucking hell. I closed my eyes and let Sacha do what he was doing while I stroked my raging hard cock. I sort of heard myself moan out from the feelings and when I cummed I felt the drops hit my chest and my belly. I kept on jacking and my cock kept on shooting and my heart kept on hammering and Sacha kept on licking. It seemed as though every time I tried something new with my dog I felt like that was the best thing there was and I couldn't imagine anything feeling better than that. Sacha seemed satisfied that he'd gotten all of his sperm from my mouth so stopped licking there but his sensitive nose smelled my sperm on my chest and he happily went about cleaning my cum up and of course I simply lay there and let him do his job. He wanted to do my cock head too but it was way too sensitive so I covered the head to protect it from his searching tongue. He went for my balls instead and that I could stand so I spread my legs a little more for him while I just laid there and recovered, the nerves in my body jangling like Christmas bells even three or four minutes after I was done sperming. That experience had been so intense for me that I stayed with that exercise for a while. Never had I ever considered fucking my dog, I certainly had entertained the idea of his fucking me. I thought about Sacha mounting me from behind like a female and ramming that thick pink missile into my tight little ass and unloading his sperm in me. I hadn't really thought about it a lot though as I was too busy having fun with all the other stuff. Sometimes Sacha and I would both cum three times or more in a day, sometimes playing in my living room or my back yard when no one was home. There was one day that I was home from school, not feeling real good. Since I was very good at school my parents figured that a day off wouldn't hurt. I spent that entire day naked and most of that I was hard as a rock. I started it by tossing my covers back and letting Sacha sniff at my briefs which of course were fully tented. I slipped my underwear down enough to let the end of my cock out, the waistband keeping it pressed against my belly. Sacha went for the underside of the head with a vengeance. I finally slipped my briefs all the way off then swung my legs around and lay on the bed with my feet on the floor, legs spread. "Oh God Sacha lick my balls boy, lick my balls," I moaned. My big boy did his typical great job tonguing my balls and moving the eggs around with his big wide tongue. I needed more though, I needed my tender butt hole worked on. I sat up then rolled backwards, grabbing my legs and holding them back out of the way. My hole was right there for Sacha to gorge on and boy did he. "Oohh Jesus Sacha, good boy, good dog. Wash my hole Sacha, wash my boy pussy good." Mind you I had no idea where that had come from. I had never heard the word used in that context. Hell the interned hadn't been invented so small town boys like me didn't have access to much porn at all unless someone's college aged brother got it for him and believe me that was a rarity. In fact I had been 14 years old before I saw my first stroke book. Regardless, my dog worked at my smelling hole like it was a steak or something. I wanted to try something different so moved away from him then rolled onto my side at the edge of the bed and stuff my cock and balls back between my thighs. I then reached back and pulled my top butt cheek open to expose my hole again. Sacha didn't give a shit about what position I was in, he just went back to licking whatever morsel he was able to lick. Needless to say I was getting hotter than a firecracker fart. Whatever that means. I finally couldn't stand it anymore and got off the bed and saw right off that my boy was already half way hard, a good 2 inches of red hot dog sticking out of its furry sheath. I got down next to him and got underneath him, got up on an elbow and started sucking his delicious cock. I loved having his cock in my mouth which was probably what prompted me to eventually start sucking other boys' cocks not long after that day. But that's another story. I kept on stroking my dog's boner and it wasn't long before he was humping and fucking his cock into my hungry mouth. He finally shot his watery doggie sperm and I swallowed every drop of the bitter tasting liquid. While he cleaned his cock I jacked off and for whatever reason started playing with my butthole while I did it. Why I hadn't done it before is one of those mysteries. Anyway I got the end of the finger wet with my precum then went back to it and managed to get the fingertip inside the tight muscle. The feelings were pretty incredible even though there wasn't much in there. A moment later my sperm started shooting out all over hell. It was one of the kind of shots that broke up into globs of goo that splattered my belly. When it was over I let Sacha clean it up for me then hugged my boy and praised him then went down to eat breakfast, still naked. How Sacha came to fuck me the first time was more of an accident than any planning on my part. After breakfast I watched a little bit of TV but wasn't too interested. I hadn't taken my morning dump so went back upstairs to do that, allowing Sacha in the bathroom with me while I did it. He stood in front of me while I sat on the toilet and I gently stroked on his sheath, getting him in the mood sort of. When I was done I wiped myself then went to my room and laid on the floor with my legs spread wide open. Sacha went for my balls first of course then moved down toward my hole. I pulled my legs back, rolling more onto my upper back. Sacha went to town, licking and slurping all over my tight little hole but it was hard for me to stay like that so I lowered my legs and got onto my knees with my upper body lying on my bed and reached behind me to open myself up for him. The feelings were so incredible and with no one in the house I was able to moan and groan as loud as I liked, and I did. I finally stopped and turned around and leaned back against my bed. "Up boy," I commanded and he did as I asked, straddling my waist with his paws on the bed. His cock was about half way out so I stroked him and in moments the entire length of pinkish red cock was sticking out, its tip leaning liquid. I took him into my mouth and jacked him off, my free hand working my own raging cock at the same time. Sacha started humping, driving his dog cock into my mouth and I felt the knot come free from its furry home. I knew he was gonna cum soon and jacked both of us harder. I felt my own sperming coming and at the same time I felt and tasted Sacha's dog cum in my mouth. My little heart was beating like crazy and I was breathing through my nose like a marathon runner. I moaned out as I came too, my own globs shooting out onto who knows where. God I loved it so fucking much; it was just so totally awesome being sexy with my dog. When he was done I let him lick out my mouth after he was done cleaning himself off and after that he washed the cum from my torso. I was still mostly hard and feeling horny but I knew that Sacha needed to rest at least twenty minutes before he'd be able to do it again. I went to the kitchen and got an apple, ate it and tossed the core in the trash then drank some water. I debated whether or not to take a shower and decided not too. Sacha was more likely to lick on me if I had my natural smells on me and I was looking forward to being licked again, especially my hole and my stuff. Man when my dog licked the underside of my balls or my cock head I almost died from the feelings. Sacha mostly followed me wherever I went and so was wandering along with me. I stopped for some reason, to look out the living room window or something, and while I was doing that he started to lick on my cock head. I still had most of a boner so there was a new batch of precum on it I guess. I had the white gauze curtains opened just a crack, right where my eyes were, so I was kinda hot for me, standing there looking out of our big windows, seeing people outside doing that people do while I stood there getting my hard young cock licked on by my dog. I giggled to myself wondering what they would all say or do if the curtains were wide open and they could see what was going on. Sacha moved his licking down the underside of my cock head onto the shaft then down to my smooth balls. I was stone hard by then and horny to cum again and when I looked down I could see that Sacha was getting ready again too, the pointed pink tip of his cock already sticking out of the sheath. I got to my knees and hugged my dog to me, reaching underneath him and feeling his furry balls then moving to stroke on his cock. My hand was held so that I could feel his boner get bigger, moving across the underside of my wrist. "You like this don't you boy?" I whispered to him. "You like me to play with your cock don't you? You want to lick on my cock and clean out my asshole don't you Sacha?" I had found that talking sexing while I was being sexy was sort of a turn on for me and of course the soothing voice was good for Sacha too. I leaned down under him and took the end of his cock into my mouth for the 3rd time that morning, and sucked it for about a half a minute then stopped. I wanted my dog to do me and I knew that if Sacha had any choice he would have wanted that too. I didn't figure that getting his cock sucked was real high on my dog's list of feel good stuff, that is if it wasn't even on the list. But hey what did I know. Well, I knew that I loved having him lick on me so I moved and got on my hands and knees and lowered my upper body so my head rested on my arms, my slender little butt sticking in the air. I reached behind and pulled on one cheek, opening my hole up for Sacha, who wasted no time in rimming me. "Oh fuck Sacha, good boy, good dog Sacha, lick my hole boy, lick on my asshole, fuck Sacha that feels good, lick on my balls and my asshole." My little litany of talk kept on and Sacha really seemed to spur him on a little bit. I wanted to play with my own hard cock and stuff but couldn't in that position so crawled over to the sofa. I lay my head and shoulders on the edge enough to support my weight so I could pull open a butt cheek and jack on my cock too. Sacha was right with me and went back to work licking my hole. He went for the under side of my hanging balls and I guess the sound I made, which was sorta an "ummpf," sounded more like and "up" to my dog. In a flash Sacha was on top of me, his paws wrapped around my waist. I could feel him moving then the feel of his cock stabbing at me, searching for the entryway into my body. Without thinking I took my hand from my cock and reached behind me to guide him and as soon as the tip of his cock touched my hole he was in me like a flash. There was no need to hold my cheek open so both hands went to the sofa to hold myself still. When he went inside me it hurt at first but he started fucking me immediately, humping fast. It started feeling good almost right away and I began moaning at the incredible feelings that were roaring though my body. My head alternated from being tossed back to lying on the sofa. Soft almost growling sounds were coming from Sacha's throat as he fucked the shit out of me, driving his hot hard dog cock into my tight boys butt hole. And then I felt the knot. I felt it pushing at my flesh. I knew at that point that I had all six plus inches of Sacha's cock deep inside of me, stretching my little hole to the limit. I didn't think that I could take having that huge knot shoved inside of me but before I could give it anymore thought or do anything about it, the knot pushed though and tied my dog to me. The pain was searing, almost hot and I screamed out as it penetrated me. Sacha kept right on going, humping his hips, and driving his cock to a fro inside my ass. I wanted it to stop, I want Sacha to stop but there was nothing I could do really. He weighed almost as much as I did and he held me tightly. I wasn't going anywhere. I was his bitch dog and that was all there was too it. The pain continued but it dimmed as feelings of pleasure took over. My boner had all but disappeared when the knot went inside of me but it had begun to rise again. Sacha kept on going, fucking me for all he was worth. I could feel the heat of his breath on my neck, the grunts that were coming from his throat as he rabbit fucked me. It seemed to last forever and I figured out later that Sacha must be sorta like me, that if he was going to cum a second time and fairly soon after the first one, then it took a lot longer. And this was the 3rd time in as many hours. I have to say that the fact that it took longer was instrumental in my continuing to have Sacha fuck me because if it had been over quickly, like his first spermings were, then I wouldn't have gotten to the good feelings and might never have let him fuck me again. The knot in my ass made it feel as full as it ever had and the long thick cock that was hammering away at my insides felt like it was almost inside my stomach. And it started to feel good. My own cock reached full on hardness as Sacha continue to fuck me, giving me everything his doggy body could give. And then I felt myself cum. Fuck, I wasn't even touching myself and all of a sudden I started sperming out on the carpet. "Ooooohh god," I groaned as I pushed my body backwards to meet my dog's rapid thrusting. "Ooohhh god Sacha, fuck me boy, fuck me Sacha." And fuck me he did. I don't know whether my cumming helped make Sacha cum or not but I my own cock started spewing sperm. I felt Sacha's cock swell and he started fucking me even faster and I knew that he was cumming. I thought that I felt the warmth of his sperm inside of me as my own orgasm seemed to subside but I can't be sure. I couldn't see it but I knew that my cock had slowed to an ooze, my sperm dripping out underneath me. And then it was over; Sacha stopped moving. He stayed there a moment then started moving, trying to get off of me. The knot was pulling inside my ass and the pleasure turned painful again. I don't know how he did it but Sacha managed to turn and get himself moved around so that we were hooked ass to ass. Of course I'd seen dogs hooked together before so I knew what it must have looked like. I knew what it would have looked like to my parents if either one of them had walked through the door right then and while I knew that it was almost impossible for that to happen, I still prayed that it didn't. We stayed like that for a good five minutes, Sacha pulling slightly from time to time as though testing to see if he could get out. My butt was hurting, now that the fun part was over, and reality was setting in. A hardball had been shoved up my ass, or so it seemed. The thing finally must have softened, just like my cock, enough because one second it was in me and the next it wasn't, its passing not as painful as its entry but not painless by any means at all. Sacha went straight to cleaning himself while I simply rolled to the floor with my knees still bent slightly. My asshole hurt like hell. I wanted to feel down there and see of there was blood or anything but didn't want to touch it. I got to my feet and went to my parents bathroom where my mom had a hand mirror. I hiked a foot up onto the counter and angled the mirror to see the injured area. I was almost shocked and began to worry immediately. My asshole was huge, well if not huge then certainly not the tight little puckered bud of muscle that I'd seen the last time I looked. In its place was an open hole and while there was no blood or anything it the skin was a little red and liquid was leaking out a little bit. I deduced that the liquid was Sacha's sperm and the redness from the beating the area had just taken. "Oh God," I prayed, "let that hole close or else my shit is just gonna fall out from now on." I put the mirror down and went to my room to lie on my bed then decided that maybe a shower would help, or better yet a warm bath. Sacha came and found me was I was running the water and tried to lick at my asshole but I didn't want him within five miles of the thing. I pushed him away with a strong "no" and like a good boy he obeyed and left, going into my bedroom. I got the water about waist deep and climbed, sitting down gingerly. It hurt at first then started to feel good so I relaxed back and just enjoyed it. I reflected on what had happened and, aside from the pain in my ass, had really liked it a lot. It was so hot having my dog on my back, grunting and sort of growling in my ear as he fucked me, hard and fast. Except for that big knot going past my asshole muscle it was all good. I stayed in the tub until the water got cold then slowly got out. Drying was mostly okay but I really needed to do it slow and easy around my butt. I went into my parent's bathroom again and used the mirror to check out my hole and was excited to see that it had returned to normal. That was a huge relief, believe me and help me to make the next decision. I would do it again, let my dog fuck me. It wouldn't be for a while of course, and I might need to thing about ways to stop the knot from going in or making it easier, but fuck me he would. It was just too hot for me to stop doing it. <<<<<<<<<< >>>>>>>>>> <<<<<<<<<< >>>>>>>>>> <<<<<<<<<< TIME TO GIVE BACK TO THE COMMUNITY. PLEASE MAKE A MONATORY CONTRIBUTION TO NIFTY TODAY. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html
bestiality/bosnian-afternoon.txt	Date: Mon, 25 Nov 2002 16:54:19 EST From: Rteebee@aol.com Subject: Bosnian Afternoon I was in Bosnia taking a short break. It was mid summer the sun was shining and there was a soft breeze rustling the leaves on the trees. I was strolling along a country lane enjoying the warm sunshine and the peace and tranquillity, how different it must have been only a few years ago. I turned a bend in the road and saw two farm workers in the field, they were ploughing with a magnificent huge horse, he was a beautiful creature and the sight made me feel nostalgic for days gone by. So different from the hustle and bustle of home. As I got nearer I could see the men more clearly, they were handsome in a way, with their swarthy complexion dark almost black hair, they were no more than about 35 to 40 and had a firm athletic build. As I passed by they looked across at me and I grinned broadly. They must have misunderstood, as they just glared at me, I was taken back by this and hastily carried on my way. Further down the road I came upon an inn and went inside to try some of the local wine. I came out with my drink and sat under a tree to rest before setting off again. After a couple of glasses of wine I was feeling a little drowsy and lay down on the grass, before I knew it I had fallen asleep but woke with a start. The sun was almost gone and I knew it would not be too long before it got dark. Picking myself up I started back the way I had come. When I reached the field where the men had been ploughing, the sun had gone down completely, suddenly I was confronted by the two men I had seen earlier. They said something I did not understand and grabbed me by the arms almost dragging me down the farm track. I was now quite terrified not knowing what they were going to do. They led me into a barn and shouted at me but again I did not understand them, with that they started to remove my clothes, I was now more scared than ever. They took me into another part of the barn and forced me over a bench tying my ankles to the legs and bending me over the top of the bench tying my hands together under it. I was now unable to move except for my head. Turning my head I saw them taking off their overalls, they were now naked but for their boots. As I had expected their bodies were firm and muscled as though they had been working out, their skin glistening with sweat. It was then that I noticed their cocks, they were huge and had already started to get hard. One of them picked up a tin with some sort of grease in it and smeared it in and around my arse with first one finger then another and another till he had four of them inside me. Because he had been gentle it had not caused too much pain, in fact I had begun to enjoy it, he then removed them and I felt the head of his now enormous cock touch my ring. The other one had positioned himself in front of me and I could see his beautiful circumcised cock now erect with a large mushroom head, at that moment the first man pushed the head of his cock into my arse forcing it wider than it had ever been before. With this I opened my mouth to cry out but the second man shoved the head of his cock into it stifling my cry, as the first one pushed all of his 9" into me with one almighty thrust the other one did the same in my mouth. They then took up a steady rhythm of entering and pulling out of me simultaneously, I was now beginning to enjoy it and gradually the movements picked up speed, they were thrusting in and out like pistons one said something to the other at, which they both reached a shuddering climax, I was then being filled up at both ends with their hot cum, I had to swallow as fast as possible to not choke on the amount he was delivering to my throat. They both pulled out and went to clean up and get dressed but left me tied to the bench. After a while they returned and untied me taking me into a stall, there was a box like a vaulting horse but one end was cut away. They took the top off and without much effort lifted me into it there was only a space for my legs, I was now standing with my back to the open end and a flat surface in front of me. They pushed me down and replaced the lid, I could not see much but turning my head and looking over my shoulder I could see out of the end of the box the only part of me that was exposed was my arse at the open end of the box. I heard one of them going away and the other one was putting loads of grease in my now stretched hole. Shortly after I heard the sound of horses hooves, the two men were talking and laughing together. I looked round and saw the huge plough horse from the field, suddenly I felt the box jerk as the horse mounted it, I saw the massive horse cock, which was now directed at my arse. They had somehow managed to get it hard and it was jerking up towards it's stomach as it got excited, they placed the flared end of it against my hole, the horse thrust forward and I was almost split open as the end entered my arse, I screamed out but they just laughed again, with another thrust the massive cock went deep into me, fortunately there was not enough room for him to be able to get all his length in me but it must have been at least 10 to 12 inches and 3 to 4 inches in diameter. The pain had subsided and it began to feel good as he thrust in and out of my aching arse, after what seemed like an age I felt his cock expanding inside me, I heard the horse snorting and with one almighty thrust, I felt a rush of hot cum gushing into my intestines, it felt as if I would explode with the huge amount he had unloaded into me, the thickness of it would not allow it to escape, by this time I was fully erect and at that moment I climaxed myself, minutes later he pulled his spent member out of me, I thought my insides were being dragged out by the suction from the flared end of his cock. As it came out his hot cum gushed out of me spraying down my legs and onto the floor. The horse was led away while the other man released me from the box, I was unable to stand, thoroughly exhausted by the working over I had received. They took me to a room at the back of the barn where I was able to wash and dress, there was straw and blankets for me to lie down. It was now dark and I quickly fell asleep, the next morning I woke with a start at the sound of a cockerel crowing. I got up and found my way out of the barn and into the early morning air and quickly made my way back to the lodging house where I had been staying. The thought of what had happened has often returned to me and I long to be fucked again by a horse.
bestiality/mark-and-boxer.txt	Date: Fri, 9 Apr 2004 02:17:38 EDT From: C Subject: Mark and Boxer The football practice was long, yet strangely rewarding. The coach ran us pretty hard, but we all came out better in the end. After i got out of the showers i picked up Mark, a good friend of mine and my tailback, and drove him home. He lived about 3 houses down from me, and for some reason, his mother wouldn't let him drive. He was the average jock, about 6'1, 190. Bigger than me. I was 6'0 170. We worked out together in his basement all the time, usually after practice. We wouldn't do much. Just enough to get the pecs going. When we finished, we would sit in my hot tub and let the water calm our muscles. We talked about the game, the players, the coach, the cheerleaders. He liked Cindy Succalong, but never asked her out. I had always fantasized about Dixie Dournoub. We talked about what we would do if we ever got the chance, and I would always have to hid my 8 incher after my thoughts of her on me. This night was weird though. Mark found a way to get into his mom's beer closet and we totally tanked on gin and whiskey. I loved the taste of it, and i knew I wanted more. I downed a whole bottle and, since my mom was away on bussiness, and my dad lived in a different town, Mark and I staggered over to my place and passed out. It's weird the dreams you have when your trashed. I dreamed that I was with Dixie. She was begging for me, and I was feeding her my whole tool, and she shimmered, and turned all fuzzy, and when she came back, she turned into Mark. I woke up with a full on woodey, but was so freaked out, I jumped up, found myself naked, with Mark splayed next to me in his boxer briefs. I ran and jumped in the pool, in the hope that i would get over my disgusting dream. I mean I had actually thought about screwing Mark. I mean, he was my best friend, we had known each other forever. It would be so wrong.I got into the beach chair beside the pool and feel asleep looking up at the stars. It was a good thing i didn't have another dream, cause when I woke up, Mark was yelling at me, and laughing. He said "Get some damn clothes of your fucking fag! Next thing you'll be wanting to butt shove me!" I grabbed his waist and threw him in the pool and he pulled me in after him and we fought for about half an hour. When I tired, mainly because of my headache, i went in the house and grabbed some clothes, all the time thinking about Mark seeing me naked. I thought to myself "Why can't I get him out of my head? Whats wrong with me?" When i put on some pants i saw Mark coming out of the bathroom, we had to be at school in about 30 minutes and I had to get ready. Of course we were late, but my first period teacher never bothered. We always made it up with her on our private time. The day wasn't bad, i had Mark in gym, and he snapped the towel at me and i dropped mine, and he fucking slapped my ass so hard that it hurt for 2 periods. After school, the coach called all the Juniors into his office, and told us to take the day off, after we cleaned the showers. Of course, noone stayed but Mark and I, cause they didn't give a shit. We fucking had to get down and clean all the little spikets and holes and shit. Mark made a joke about getting Cindy in here and fucking her, and i instanly started thinking about Mark and him fucking her. I had to focus hard not to get a post. I started to talk about Dixie and what i would do to her, and i started to notice that Mark was hiding a nice big woody. I said "Yeah i see you getting hard thinking about me.. Come here and give Daddy David a big kiss." I pulled him close and he pushed me away, laughing, and punched me in the arm, but he sortof looked nervous. I drove him home, and Mark started to drink. I didn't do so much, and i found it kinda funny, all the dumb shit Mark would do. i got him to call the principal and offer a blow job. Im not sure if, Principal Schlung accepted, but Mark laughed his ass off. I got him to eat a ton of shit he normally wouldn't... And he kept getting drunker and drunker. I started to offer me stuff, and i started taking a little. He got out some porn videos from somewhere and watched them. Mark passed out before the first good scene.. Where the biker chick takes on the room of dudes. I was getting my woody, and figured since he was asleep, why not. So i whipped it out and started pushing my pud. I heard mark move, and i checked to make sure he was still out. He was, so i continued until i covered myself in jizz.. I always hated that part. It got everywhere. I got up and got a towel and heard Mark start to stir. I ducked into the bathroom, to hid, and i heard him stumble out into the yard. I followed him to make sure he wasn't gonna do anything stupid like go for a swim, and he didn't,.. He went to go feed his dog, Boxer. Boxer was a huge ass mut that was mean as shit. He didn't like me much, and would always try to barrell me down. I saw Mark let Boxer out of his pen, and into the house, and then Mark fell asleep in the dog's damn dog house.. Fucking idiot.. So i went back into Mark's house to clean up a little bit, but i was stopped by the damn dog. I reached out to pet him, but he fucking snapped at me. The way his teeth were baring, i figured it wasn't good for me to stay around, so i turned tail and hauled ass. Now I'm a quater-back, and im pretty fast. All the years of working out, and physical training could be seen in my toned body and i figured i could out run this damn dog. I didn't make it half way down the hall before the beast had knocked me over, and was ripping at my damn pants.. He tore them clean off my body and started to tear at my shirt. I started to scream, but they were immediatly silenced by a menacing growl from the canine. All of a sudden he got quiet, and i started to crawl away. Then i felt something weird. Some cold on my now exposed ball sack. I felt the damn dog licking my nuts! Not complaining at all..It felt great. I froze, then realized what was happening, then tried to stand up. The dog growled. I got back down. Need i mention i have an outstanding and uncontrollable fear of big dogs. I felt him start to move up to my crack, and then i didn't wanna move. I had had my experiences with women, but none of then ever tossed my salad. It felt so good. I juss sat there whimpering, and moving my crack back and forth. I looked up and i saw Mark in the dog house asleep and i noticed that he was naked and that all of his 9 inches was fully engorged. I started to get completly horned up and wondered vaguely why. All of my thoughts were chased out of my head, however, when i felt the dog jump on my back and start thrusting his ass into mine. I had never even thought about dogs having sex, and it took me the better part of a minute to figure out what he was doing. When i did, i started to pull away, but the 11 pound mutt had his dew claws hooked into my sides and i would be damned if they felt like they were coming out. I started to sweat, and worry about what would happen. I felt something hard, like a stick, poking my ass cheecks, now bare and white in the moon. I laid there on all fours, clueless on stopping this beast. Then i felt something down my crack and i whimpered in extacy.It felt so good. It happened again. so slick and smooth.. I wanted more, so unvoluntarily, i thrust my hips back and pushed my ass up. Bad idea... The dog hit his mark and his rod entered my totally virgin hole. I felt his hot prick enter my boy cunt, and then exit. I felt him thrust in again, at lightening speed, shooting it in about 4 inches. As i sat there in a daze, i started to moan. Partly out of pain, but mostly out of pleasure. It hurt so much it felt good. I sat there, naked, being taken by a dog, while staring at the naked adonis of Mark. I beging to buck back, without knowing, and then i start to hit what i though was the base of the cock. I kept pushing back, and i sank lower towards the floor as my cock started to pulse with the beating of my ass. Then it happened. What i though was the base of the dogs fuck pole, then forced its way into my ass.. I though the dog was truely climbing in my ass.. It hurt badly that i opened my mouth to scream, but, since i lost my breath, nothing came out.. My eyes teared in pain, and my finger clawed at the floor.. I dug at it to try to get away from Boxer, but i found myself unable to move. I was forced to sit there and let this beast use me like one of his bitches. Im not sure how long we stayed like that, but when he finnally pulled out, i let out a scream, and i felt the warm rush of his doggie spunk spewing down my legs. I stood up, and grabbed the ripped shreds of clothes, and staggered to my house. I locked the door, and passed out when i hit my bed... still naked. The morning came too soon, and I was woke up by Mark, who jumped on me. he asked me "What the Fuck did you do to my dog dude? I saw you... FUCK MAN.. YOU FUCKED MY DOG!" I tried to explain, but any words were immedialty stopped when he bent in and kissed me.. I was so shocked i tried to push him off, but my arms went stangely weak. He pulled back, and i noticed the clock said we had 12 minutes to be at school.. We got ready, and went to school... All day i though about what would happen when we got home.
bestiality/go-for-that-bone-master.txt	Date: Thu, 26 Jan 2012 10:19:12 -0800 (PST) From: Robert R <dancer5612004@yahoo.com> Subject: Go For That Bone, Master! I was really tired of balling the loose carpet. Tired of balling everything in sight, and my master not even telling me when to stop. I did everything but jump on his friends. Yea, I'm sick of it. Sitting here day by day with nothing to screw, always tugged by a leash, telling me when to come home! Tired of licking myself. Always having a boner with nothing I could do about it. But my time was coming, I could feel it. Then, one day, my cute master was swimming in the swimming pool and I could see just how round he was by his posterior of his skin tight form fitting wet trunks. Those two bubble heads were just waiting for some kind of protrusion. I just knew it, I could feel it. It's not easy being a dog. A big black hairy slobbering mangy mutt with nothing to do but play fetch. A dog with a big red dick always ready for action and nobody to do it with. But this time, he was alone. The big folks had gone on vacation from what I heard, and this young man had the house to himself for several days. Always playing fetch, and for what? A frustrated leg hound with not much of a leg to hump or rump, I'm sure they would beat the tar out of me. Don't get me wrong, these people were nice. Too nice. I just didn't want to get on their bad side. Not with the big juicy cuts of beef they serve me. But today was something special. Ricky, my masters name, was in for it. Every time he goes for a swim he naps. AND not with wet trunks on. I had a plan. This time to wait for the coast was clear. Just wait. Those lovely mounds of his jelly flesh were demanding some of my attention that I could give him, right up in there. My hard dick was throbbing, red hot, and he didn't even know it about him. Those two jelly mounds were round and supple, and bounced back and forth when he walked. Man, oh man, how I need to feel what it felt like, deep down in there. BARK. Shut up, he says. He doesn't even know what I'm barking about, does he? The time was right, and I was horny as heck. He had just left the pool on this cool afternoon in the weekend. He was alone. No friends. No phone calls. No one around. Those bouncy bunch of jelly beans sauntered into the house, and I was left outside with a very long hard red one stuck up in the air, sitting down, throbbing. I waited. I waited for him to shower, and to relieve himself, then maybe, perhaps, go to bed, relax & fall asleep. I was horny indeed. BARK! He didn't hear me, not from inside the house. I went in, and calmly waited in the front room by my bed. It was a good half hour, and I wandered into his bedroom. He was fast asleep with the air conditioner blowing mildly in the room. Unfortunately, he was on his back snoozing. Then I decided to do the old dog trick of slightly, perhaps slightly, the chance of half waking him up. I calmly licked his hand on the side of the bed, and he felt it. He dosidly looked at me slightly, then kind of reached over with his other hand to gently pet me. By then, he had turned over on the bed sleeping on his stomach. That is when the prospects came in. His nice soft round tush was open to the wind, as he slept some more. I nuzzled him carefully, not to wake him, and moved out of his reach. I slightly sniffed the bedside, sniffed his leg and licked the back of it. Not a stir. Then I jumped on the bed and eagerly overlooked my intended mount of honor. Those two round mounds of jelly were as perky as I had ever seen. I breathed a sigh of relief, and calmly sniffed him again around his open leg. I sniffed the white sheet to make it look I had honorable intentions of exploring just the bed. Then I could hear him snore. That was enough. I went up to him, and licked the crevice of his ass gently with my tongue so as not to disturb him upright. That lovely smell of what seemed to be empty twat was staring at my face, and I was loving it! My long hard dick was bouncing from my whole trek inside the house, and I could feel it getting longer of anticipation of exploring this fine young man laying before me. He had swirling dark hair nestled in a red scarf around his head, but that was it. The rest of him was bare, and those two soft round cheeks were standing still before me. It smelled sooooooo gooooood. Nice soft, and round. I had to get on top of him. My throbbing big one led the way for me, and I needed it, badly. Walking up silently over him, all of my fours standing on top of him, surrounding his fine naked body, my dick found it's way up his ass. I knelt my knees in the back to insert it inside those juicy mounds. AND it fell in. That throbbing dick of mine fell right into him like butter, but it hadn't entered him yet. That thing of mine was pointing the way, and the way was to push it lovingly inside this master of roundness. Those two fresh cheeks grasped it with lovingness I had never found. Finally, a nice piece of ass before me, just begging for me to pounce on it with royal determination. He snored again, still fast asleep. The sun shined through the bedroom as I put my dick inside his loving crater, and pushed it, all the way in. My tongue just hang around my jaw. He stuttered something, but was out cold. I then just kind of wiggled that thing in there, and let his round grasping hole do the talking to me. My wet dick had lubricated that hole a bit enough for me to trial the burying motions. He sort of woke up at that point, wondering what was happening to him, but I didn't want him to get away from his position, so I bent forward, struggling with my dick still inside him, and grabbed him hard. I could hear him say, "Hey, man, what gives . . . " AND, that was it! I decided to poke him thoroughly. Conquering my captor, I nestled myself to give him everything I got. His soft hard legs fell apart as I ramrodded him. He struggled thoroughly but I had him tied down with my strength and my surprise to him. His butt just seemed to go in the air as I struggled to keep him there beneath me. This made my dick feel really good as the soft white round tissue mound got a hold of my giant hard rocking thing mounting him. My tongue hanging out nice and wet as I ramrodded his butt, and all of a sudden he was gasping and groaning! I had to go for broke because this would be my only chance at fucking him hard, so I said, what the heck, and did it. Man, my back was aching and arched, and loose! Both my legs buckling from behind him, forcing my red hot mama to feel all the warmth and utter tightness of this supposedly virgin asshole. I spread his legs deeply with mine, then wrapped my hind legs around his writhing ass and popped his cherry to the max. I knew he was in a startled daze, and could hear him say to me, "whoa, whoa", but I didn't stop. With both my front legs, I gently wrapped them completely around his torso, and reamed him solidly. My dick was all the way in, then all the way out, then all the way in again, and again, and again. Man, that was good. My doggie juices were coming at me as I could feel them drip down the sides of his legs, but I hadn't achieved the biggest moment yet, and didn't want to either. Not now, not ever. Just feels so good to mount those two big ham hocks bouncing around as I pounded his soul and spirit. Even the bed began to rock with my forcing motion. That butt of his just seemed to rise even further as my now almost cumming dick was ready to let loose it's now massive was of super heated spurt cum. I jammed, and I jammed, and my tongue was just wet and hanging there for all to see. The front of my chest was wet with perspiration, and I just let him have it. ALL OF IT!!!! All the cum juice that had been lying there in my two balls had let itself loose, and I came, and I came, and I came again inside of him. My head buckled, and I howled, I think. His two legs had spread apart but were kneeling for mercy, his body a mound of mush, and even he was sweating below me as I reamed the last mounts of dog juice and crammed them up his ass! THE END.
bestiality/from-innocent-to-bitch-to-slave-to-addict.txt	Date: Thu, 29 Jul 2004 04:32:13 -0700 (PDT) From: Strap2 Subject: From Innocent to Bitch to Slave to Addict in 24 Hours Dave, my neighbor, had asked me to sit his dog for 3 days as he had to go out of town unexpectedly. He said I could stay at his place if I wanted. He had a big screen TV and told me to help myself to whatever I wanted for food and drink. As I slipped inside, Duke, his Doberman, was at the door waiting for me. After letting him into the fenced-in backyard so he could take a piss, I filled his dog-dish and water bowl. Opening the refrigerator I found a well stocked supply of imported beer, opened one and went into the living room. I had just settled down to find something to watch when I heard Duke scratching on the door. I got up and let him in then went back to check out the TV Guide channel. There wasn't't anything good scheduled for viewing that night and I decided to go get one of the movies I had picked up at Blockbusters when I spotted the Video tapes. Pulling out a couple of them I damn near shit. They were porno tapes. I knew I was going to have a real good time tonight. Pushing in a tape called `Triple Threat' I sat back and relaxed with my beer. As the movie began I decided to take off my shorts because I knew I would be jacking-off before this was over. I decided to get a few other tapes and pick the next one while I watched the first. I had to get on my forearms and knees, I had to spread my knees to get low enough to reach the tapes in the back of the bottom shelf. That was a big mistake! As I reached for the tapes in the back something landed on my back!! Duke had come into the living room as I was getting down to get the tapes and had come up behind me. My elbows and knees position had pushed my ass into his face. He took that to be submission and he jumped on my ass with his paws around my sides. He was trying to fuck me! I tried to push him off but a deep growl made me realize there was no fighting him if I didn't want to be bitten. He poked around once or twice and suddenly I felt him make entry. Pain shot through me when his cock stretched my virgin ass and he immediately began furiously pumping in and out. Instantly I felt something huge inside of me. It was his swelling knot and it hit my sphincter on every out-stroke and I knew I was in deep shit. I tried to pull away but it was two late, he'd tied to me. I gritted my teeth from the pain of the knot swelling in me as he jack-hammered in and out of my ass, raping me. My panicked thoughts of trying to get Duke off of me vanished and were replaced with the realization that I was actually being fucked by a dog and lustful sex cravings took over! My cock got harder than it had ever been and the feeling of pain was replaced by sexual excitement as I felt his l-o-n-g, HUGE, cock-tip driving deep inside of me as his knot scoured the walls of my small intestine, then, almost in the same instant pulling back, the great knot slamming hard against my straining ass muscle. I WENT INSANE WITH LUST! I had never seen a dog fuck and didn't know it took them so long to cum. He kept fucking me with savage intensity for more than 20 minutes during which time I had 2 total body straining cums!! Finally, he turned on me and we were locked butt to butt, then he began blasting fiery hot cum into my ass-cunt. I felt his knot getting smaller until it popped past my sphincter and he pulled his long cock out of my ass. At that same moment I came for a third time, losing all muscle control which caused me to collapse on the floor, my entire body twitching in involuntary muscle spasms. Duke began licking his cum coming out of my ass, and I experienced another sexual first, the feel of a coarse tongue against my asshole. It rekindled my lust and, unbelievably, I came again, which sapped me of my last bit of energy and caused me to pass out. When I came to I was at first confused until I remembered where I was. Finally, still seeping Duke's cum and my ass sore as hell, I was able to get up, go into the bathroom and get into the shower. After cleaning the rest of my body I squeezed a handful of lather from the washcloth into my hand, applied it to my asshole and began gently cleaning it. As my fingers slid across the puckered hole curiosity made me insert my fuck finger into my ass and begin to finger fuck myself. I quickly added a second, then a third, and finally even the little finger! I still wanted more and I wanted it deeper inside of me! I extended my thumb into the cradle of my fingers and with a quick shove drove my whole hand past my stretched but still tight ass muscle!! There was a moment of white hot pain and I saw stars as it took my breath away!! The tight grip of my sphincter around my wrist felt strangely sexy and the fullness I felt was unbelievable!! I slowly sawed in and out of my ass-cunt a few times but I wanted still more. With my hand still inside of me I curled my thumb into the palm of my hand and slowly closed my fingers around it making a fist. Oh, ecstasy!!! My fist and wrist filled me like a giant cock!!! Moaning, ohhing and ahhing, as my fist-cock pistoned in and out of my ass, my other hand found the root of my cock behind my ball sac and I forcefully stroked it feeling the muscles and tendons under the skin. My hips began hunching in a fucking motion and my total being was consumed by my lust. Incredibly I came for the fifth time that night, sinking to my knees in sexual exhaustion!!! I finally managed to clean up and dry off. Still naked, I went into the kitchen and got a beer. I downed it quickly and got another one...and then another one. I had not eaten anything since lunch and the alcohol hit me hard. I tried to watch another movie but it couldn't compare with the exciting thought that I had been fucked, had become a bitch. Sure, I had submitted out of fear but then I had liked it too. A few more beers and all I could think of was how getting fucked so hard and fast drove me out of my mind. I wanted Duke to fuck me again, but I wanted to try a different position. I went into the bedroom, sat on the side of the bed, laid back, then grabbed the edge of the mattress and pulled my body forward until my ass was hanging off the bed. I raised my legs in the air and spreading them apart, called Duke. I wanted to be the dog`s bitch!! He came in, sniffed my ass, licked it a few times, and then standing on his hind legs, mounted me for the second time that night. Even though I knew what to expect now, when I felt the swelling of his knot, I thought someone was shoving a baseball bat into me. I closed my eyes and concentrated on feeling that humongous knot going back and forth inside of me as he fucked me. We stayed coupled for a long time with me asking him to "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" over and over again, and then, when he tried to turn and pull out of me, because of the height of the bed, his knot was ripped right past my sphincter!! The pain was excruciating!! I screamed in agony and my hands flew to cover my ass as I rolled from side to side!! Was I going to die?! I slipped to the floor and everything went black. I was able to work the next day but my sore ass made me walk very stiffly. When co-workers asked me what was wrong I told them I had fallen and had some sore muscles. ( Yeah. I had fallen for a dog cock and had a sore ass muscle!) All that day I thought about being a bitch for a dog. I knew I should have been ashamed but I was really turned on thinking of being fucked by a dog. I was excited by the idea of his big cock inside of me. I was eager to get home to Duke. As I let myself in he was on me in a flash. I hurried to let him out. He was out and back in no time. I knew damn well why he wanted back in. I reached down and felt his huge cock as it began coming out of its sheath. Feeling his cock in my hand made me want to get a close up look at it so I lowered myself to the floor and, laying on my side, I stroked his cock and watched as it grew into a fat, ten inch long, club. Seeing it right there so close to my face, it just seemed natural to put my mouth on it and begin sucking. Faster and faster I sucked, excited by my first up-close look at a cock and the realization that it was in my mouth and I was going to taste cum for the first time in my life. I didn't think of the fact that it would be dog cum. And I didn't care. My thoughts were focused on the enormous knot at the base of his cock!! I could not believe the size of it!! I couldn't believe it had been inside of me!! Then suddenly he was blasting hot cum into my mouth and I had to swallow it to avoid choking!! After my initial surprise, I was able to suck him until he had no more cum to shoot, but was still fascinated by his big cock and licked his knot and heavily veined cock, getting hotter and hotter every second until I had to feel him inside of me. I began stripping, telling him we would be in real trouble when Dave came home. I got on my knees and he was on me in a second. As his paws came around me I could feel him working that huge cock into my ass. I was getting good at being his bitch. He was pumping my ass when I heard the front door opening. I tried to pull away, but Duke just followed and stayed inside of me, fucking me. That was when the kitchen door swung open and I saw these shoes and then looking up saw Dave's grinning face. "You really are taking care of Duke, aren't you boy." As he moved toward us Duke let out a growl warning him to stay away from his bitch. Chuckling, Dave unbuckled his belt, unsnapped and unzipped his pants, pushed them and his underwear down below his crotch, revealing a 6 inch cock that was just beginning to get hard. He sat down on a kitchen chair, fondling his cock and balls while he sat there watching me getting fucked by his dog. Finally, Duke turned and as his knot went down released me. Before I could get up Dave pushed me down until I was laying on the floor, saying it was his turn now. He stripped in no time, with a massive 12 inch cock sticking out in front of him. Getting behind me, he gripped my hips in his strong hands and pulled me back up to my hands and knees, spreading my legs with his thighs. I felt his cock sliding into my ass freshly lubricated by Duke's dog-cum. He was brutal as he rammed his cock into me, slamming deep into me right away. He began to slap my ass with his huge calloused hand, calling me a fucking bitch, a fagot, a sorry little cunt, asking me how I liked it. I could feel my ass getting hot from the slaps. He told me that from now on I would address him as Master. He made me ask him to fuck me, and say that I loved his cock. He told me he was going to piss in my face, in my mouth, and in my ass too. He told me I was going to become a great little cocksucker and that he would be sucking my cock too. Finally, he slowed his pace, slowly pushing that monstrous 12 inch club deep inside of me and then just as slowly pulling it back out. Sometimes he pulled all the way out before pushing back inside, then he began to rotate his hips, causing his cock to move from side to side inside of me at the same time it was going in and out of my ass. After a few minutes his grip on my hips tightened and his pace began to quicken again until he was slamming my ass into his crotch and grunting with every thrust of his hips. Suddenly, with a series of loud aaaahhs and deep thrusts each ending with him holding my burning ass tight against him for a second, I felt him shoot hot cum deep inside of me before I was pushed flat to the floor as he collapsed on top of me, totally spent. His massive cock jerking deep inside of me as we lay there. I loved it. I just loved it.
bestiality/vacation-in-rio.txt	Date: Sun, 22 May 2011 12:55:29 -0700 (PDT) From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com> Subject: Vacation in Rio (bisexual/authoritarian, oral, ala, W/S, beast, F/gM, F/MF?d) Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between women, a man and a dog. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2010 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Ann's Vacation in Rio By Jan I took a winters vacation to visit my sister's ranch in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. The ranch is a five hour drive outside of Rio. Her home is fairly new, with an attached garage. They like it better than the old home. The previous house was a bit much. All of the bedrooms were their playrooms. Now the whole house is a designed to be a playground for a submissive. My sister and her husband are both into domination. They love to entertain couples. The use and abuse both the males and females. My sister's name is June and she is 59-years- old. She is only about 120-pounds. She had a stunning figure, with big tits. She is a 36-C or D cup. She keeps her pussy shaved clean. Her clitoris looks like a little finger sticking out whenever she gets excited. My name is Ann. I'm 57-years old. Being the baby sister I have always been dominated by her. She knows all of my dirty little secrets, and all of the ways to make me perform sex on anyone or anything. Oh, I do enjoy abusing my own husband and using my two daughters back home in Downey, California. Just the same, every trip to Brazil has new adventures. There are always the women whose company I enjoy. There is one little girl that I don't even know her age. Oh well, don't ask don't tell! She does enjoy using me. She has an older friend that she enjoys watching use me. I had been in Rio for a week. I was enjoying the company of that young girl. Her friend was a handsome Indian boy in his early twenties. She had been making me submit to anal sex with him. I had to assume the doggie position, while he fucked me in the ass. My little girlfriend would be shouting all kinds of nasty things at me while she would be shoving her sweet little pussy against my mouth. She would even pee in my mouth and on my face. Eventually my sister got wind that I was in town. She called me at my hotel. She knew why I hadn't called without asking. She said that I was in trouble for not calling. She proclaimed that she would fix my wagon for that. She demanded that I be at her house before the sun goes down. She also added to be prepared for a real filthy sexual workout. The prospect of being her sexual slave had my panties wet before I hung up the phone. I made arrangements to rent a car and was on the road out of town before noon. I made good time and was at my sister's home before dinner. I felt my heartbeat quicken when I entered the valley where she lived. The valley also had the home of my sister's best friend, Dee. She is a 60-year-old. She is a big bodied woman, about 150 pounds. Her breasts measurements are 44-G with real large areolas and nipples. She keeps her pubis shaved clean all of the time. She has a black gentleman living with her. His name was Robert he was much younger than her. He is only 45-years-old. He is fairly tall, with a medium build. Dee was attracted to him because of the size of his cock. He was endowed with a thick 8-inch cock. When I visited my sister, she would have Rob use me in front of their guests for her amusement. She also owned a big Sheppard dog. I had been used by her dog before and was well acquainted with how efficient he was when it came to fucking both males and females. He was just as adept at sticking his dick in asshole as pussies. It's terribly humiliating and degrading getting fucked by a dog in front of strangers while they made rude comments about the way I reacted as the dog fucked me. When I arrived at my sister's home, she greeted me and led me directly to her den. I was greeted by everyone there with a, "Hi, Ann." My sister said, "I hope you're ready! We have missed you a lot." As I looked around at the gathering of guests I couldn't help but observe that everyone was in robes. My sister had a strong grip on my arm as she told me, "Strip and make it snappy!" I did as I was told without question. When I was totally naked my sister collared and handcuffed me. She attached a leash to my collar. Then she handed the leash to black Rob. He led me to the garage that was attached to the house. When I saw the way the garage was converted I almost pissed on myself. The guests had followed us and found places to sit down where they could watch the show. My sister and Dee removed their clothes. They selected chairs close to the action. They wanted to be able to touch me and smell me sweat while Rob used me. They sat there laughing and playing with each other's tits and pussies while Rob turned me into a begging whore. He had attached my wrists to a spreading bar. He lifted my arms over my head until I was suspended from the rafters. He also attached my ankles to a spreading bar. The bar was attached to the floor. That left me completely at the mercy of everyone. Ron set about placing hickies on my tits that would leave marks long after I would return to my home and husband. I knew he would ask me to explain the marks. Ron even asked the women present if they wanted to add some marks. Several of the women came forward and added hickies to my tits and my big white ass. When they weren't clustered around my butt he spanked my ass, clit and nipples with a rod until my skin was bright red. Ron told June and Dee to be seated while he used me. Ron took me down and locked my head and wrist into old fashioned stocks that forced me to bend over. He came around in front of me and made me suck his cock. He forced that monster down my throat. It gagged me and made it impossible to breathe while his cock was down my throat. Rob said, "Dee, I want you to get this bitch ready!" Dee got out of her chair and approached me from behind. She knelt behind me and started licking my pussy. Regardless of how I felt I got wet as hell. She was looking right at my asshole from where she was kneeling. She lifted her head and said, "June, your baby sister did not shave her asshole properly! Get over here and shave it right!" My sister filled a pan with warm water and brought it over, along with shaving cream and a safety razor. She wet my asshole and applied some cream. She shaved the few hairs ringing my asshole and rinsed off the soap. When she was finished she returned the shaving kit to its place before retaking her seat. Dee started licking my asshole while Ron continued fucking my mouth. Dee eventually announced the bitch is ready. Ron withdrew his cock from my mouth. He came around me and slapped my ass. After a few smacks he stuck his cock in my pussy. I could not help think about my hubbies little pecker that barely got in my pussy. Ron's long cock went past my cervix and stretched my vagina lining like a condom. It felt like it was actually poking my bladder. When I thought he was going to cum in me is when he withdrew and stuck his cock in my ass. I had been fucked in the ass plenty of times but this cock really stretched me. I was whimpering like a baby. The crowd of people was offering encouragement in both English and Portuguese. It was so embarrassing. When he came in my ass and pulled out cum was dripping down my legs and I heard comments about how big my asshole was. Ron released me from the stock but he attached the leash attached to my collar to an eye bolt on the floor and pulled me down until I was kneeling on the floor. When I was secured with my face resting on the floor, Ron told Dee, "Go get Old Boo!" Dee left the room, only to return with a very tall Shepherd on a leash. From where my head was, I could see between his legs. His cock was still sheathed in that tan hairy skin. When he smelled my cum filled ass and wet pussy his cock came sliding out. It was all modeled in red, blue and gray. He put his head between his legs and licked his cock. I was amazed at the size of his cock. It was larger than most grown men's. Old Boo knew what to do. He started licking my pussy and asshole. I saw two women discard their robes and reveal their naked bodies. One was as dark as an Indian and spoke only Portuguese. The other woman's skin was as pale as the moon. Her English was perfect. They booth took turns sucking on Bo's dick. When Dee told them they had done it enough, she led the dog behind me. He licked me a few times before he mounted me like a bitch. He fucked my pussy. He was ramming it into me hard and fast. At one point he pulled back too far and his cock came out. When he rammed back in he missed my cunt and it went in my ass. This time he drove it home and before I knew it he had that knot in my ass and it must have doubled in size. If I had been a bitch he would have been locked in me. As it was I felt like I was being fucked to death. When he squirted his hot cum in me I felt the watery cum running down my legs. Bo dismounted, leaving a void in my ass. Ron took hold of Bo's leash and led him away. Now that I was a sweating, quivering cum bucket, Dee and June had their way with me. I have to admit they both know what makes me tick. They pushed me to the limit. The two of them took turns having the men present deposit their cum in their cunts and assholes. Then they made me lick the cum from their cunts and assholes. They even spit into each other's cunts and made me clean them with my tongue. There was a steel washtub in the room. They made me get in the tub and they gathered around me. The couples discarded their robes and joined Dee and June around the tub and gave me a shower with their piss. I drank as much piss as I could before everyone's bladders were empty. June led me into the house and showered me. I was not allowed to touch myself. After she dried me off she led me back to the playroom. She tied me down on the floor so that she and Dee could have their way with me. Dee got busy working on my cunt while June did things to my tits. She treated them roughly. When they traded places I was begging them to make me their slut. I didn't even care if men and women watched my degradation. Besides the audience were busy fucking, sucking and masturbating each other. Both Dee and my sister know that when I get started I am the best ass tongue fucker around. Dee is a nasty bitch. She spits in my mouth before she makes me tongue fuck her pussy and asshole. June gets off watching me servicing Dee and them sucking the cock on her dog Bo. She would call me all kinds of nasty names while I did as they demanded. You can't believe how cathartic my visits to my sister's place are. When I got home my husband and daughter had to inspect all the hickies and bruises on my body as I explained what took place on my vacation. To tell the truth I'm happy to be home. When I use the bathroom I sit on the toilet with my daughter's soiled panties in my hands I would relieve myself while sucking on their soiled panties. I hope you enjoyed the story, and if you have a story you would like told, please send your mail to janmay696@yahoo.com
bestiality/warehouse-dog.txt	Date: Sat, 21 Aug 2004 18:43:22 EDT From: DogBone421@aol.com Subject: Warehouse Dog (male K9 sex, oral, anal) I had been a shift worker at the local paper mill here in town for about 5 years. I hated the midnight shift but it was a fact of life for a guy like myself. But something changed all that for me when I heard they had gotten a new guard dog. We had a couple large warehouses that stored finished goods. It was too large an area for one watchman to patrol so they got a dog to help out. He was a big husky rottie that looked meaner then shit. First time I saw him it seamed as though he knew he was going to fuck me someday. I truly think a dog knows a dude that's into k9 sex. They can sense it, smell it, just something. He walked up to me, smelled at my crotch area then walked behind me and smelled at my butt. As he walked away I was instantly hard seeing his big drawled up ball sack. An intact dog is always a beautiful sight to a dog man. And this dogs nuts were big and fat. A good sign that he was packed full of sperm and horny. My lunch break was at 3am. I started trying to get to know this dog and befriend him. It started with me calling him over and petting his head and rubbing his ears. The guys I worked with told me to be careful of him cause he was mean. He had chased a few of the guys already and he was getting a reputation. As I would rub him he would sniff at my crotch area, really checking me out down there. I always made sure I was alone and that we were not rushed. I loved the way he smelled, all dog. He had not had a bath in a very long time and his scent made my cock hard. I was kind of a loner and didn't have many friends on the job. It was not unusual for me to eat my lunch alone in my truck or just sit by myself. I knew that when I would disappear with this dog no one would really wonder where I had gotten to. I learned the watchman rounds and knew that he didn't patrol at 3am. Every night I would get friendlier with the mutt. I started packing extra in my lunch to share with him. He looked forward to my lunch half hour as much as I did. As time went on he would follow me into the big side warehouse and we would eat my lunch hidden behind really tall pallets of paper. Each Night I would go further into the warehouse and he would follow. I found a very good spot well hidden and what I considered safe in case anyone was to try to interrupt us. As he would eat my lunch I would rub his back and work my way down to his sheath. I started half jacking him off to see if he was interested in sex with me. He took to it real quick and wanted more. I knew I could fuck with this dog! A couple nights of doing that and I got real brave and decided to blow him. I checked my watch to make sure we had time tonight and got on the floor. He stood real still as I checked out his equipment. His cock had a drop of liquid at the tip from where I had jacked him some. His sheath was beautiful and I could see his nuts from my angle. I moved closer and sniffed at his cock. The pink tip slowly eased itself from its hiding place. He knew what I was going to do. I admired the shape of his tip and the large opening he pissed through. His cock was a very bright shade of pink with thick veins running from the head back down the shaft. I stuck my tongue out and licked the drip that still hung from his cock head. When I did that he moved forward as if he was trying to get in my mouth. He humped my face a few times before I could grab his shaft and direct it to my mouth. His soft cock rubbed my cheek and noise as he moved. When I got a hold of his cock he went to full force humping. I guided him in and started sucking as he fucked my face. With strong strokes he swelled fast and the knot grew. My lips were against his knot as his shaft snaked down my throat. His sperm squirts were fast and long. The sperm was strong tasting and flowed easy down into my belly. As he humped he crawled fully over my body and had me pinned with his mass. He calmed down as his shaft reached full hardness and I moved my mouth and tongue over his cock. At this point I was able to pull back off him some and explore the dogs shaft. I ran my tongue over his head and lingered there to feel the force of his sperm squirts. His cock was beautiful and my cock swelled as I nursed him. He was hung about 9" with the knot included. I knew from this that we would be good anal sex partners. Some dogs can be hung a little too big for me but he was perfect. I eased off his shaft to look at my watch again and knew I had to cut this off to get back on the production floor. As I pulled off him I lingered at the shafts tip. My tongue played with the spongy head and I savored on his sperm as he dripped. I knew I had to go so I slowly stood. I could taste his sperm and knew I had to go get a drink of soda before I went back. I watched him standing there with his cock hanging, jerking every once in a while, dribbling cum on the floor below him. Man I was so fucking horny now it was difficult to return to the job. I adjusted my crotch and moved on. I stopped by the vending machine when I got back in the building and got a soda. Stopped by the john to check my face and shirt to be sure all was good. All that next day I could hardly sleep as I planned my next move. I knew that tonight I was going to fuck with him and I felt like a schoolgirl in heat. As I packed my lunch and added lots of extras for him, my cock ached. Work time that night couldn't come soon enough. As I rode in my truck my hole twitched as I though of that beautiful cock inside me. I packed Vaseline in my lunch box thinking way ahead. It seamed that lunchtime would never get here. It was a long and sweaty night on the job. When it rolled around to 3am I was ready! I got my lunch pale and headed outside. My cock swing half stiff in my jeans. At first I didn't see him and was pissed off. I walked around looking and getting worried we might not have enough time. Finally I saw him and called for him. He was lying in the shadows of the floodlights. When he saw me he jumped up and followed me into the warehouse. It was total quiet in their and all I heard was my footsteps and his tags making sounds as he walked. When we reached the safe area I had made he followed me in. As I set my lunch box down he went to sniffing at my jeans. Tonight he was different. He really sniffed hard at my asshole and took a few laps at the seat of my jeans. I quietly said to him " Its yours tonight boy" I took off my boots and unbuckled my jeans. I went for the lube in my lunch box. My jeans slid down on my hips a little as I reached for it. He walked over and really went to sniffing at my backside. Before I knew it he was up under my jockey short leg and going for my hole. His hot tongue and breath was incredible. I opened the lube and dug a big wad out as I pulled away from him. I dug my hand down my shorts and applied it right at my entrance. In one motion I pulled my jeans and shorts off. He went right for my backside again. I folded my pants in a ball and laid them on my boots. As he licked I dropped to the floor. I was not on my hands and knees for a second before he was on my back digging to get in me. I moved around a little to line us up better and boom his stabbing cock found his mark. With lighting speed he humped me so hard didn't have time to react. On the third stroke I felt the swelling knot slip past the point of no return. He snorted and growled as he held me. His due claw digging into my sides for leverage. I held still as I felt the cock swell deeper and the knot grow larger inside me. He still humped as his cock grew in me. Soon the humping stopped and we settled into a lovers heap. As he settled down he licked at the back of my head and ears. His slobber wet the back of my shirt as I lay under him. His panting started and when he panted his body moved. All the time I felt the cock pulse in me. I backed up my hips as best I could to get him fully. In the quiet of the warehouse I relaxed and took this dogs load with honor. After about five minutes locked together, he wanted to turn off me. I always hate and worry about this time. You never knew what a dog would do. As he swung his front leg over my back he turned off me. He stood still for a moment and we were butt hole to butt hole tight. Then he wanted to move and he started to drag me with him. I cried out to him to stop. His knot pulled at my insides and pulsed faster as he moved. When he realized we were one he stopped moving. I dropped my head and thanked god he had. For the next 20 minutes he was swelled up in me. Time moved slowly in the hot warehouse and sweat rolled off me. I had to wipe my forehead to keep the sweat out of my eyes. Water rolled off my back and ass cheeks and wet his fur where we were joined. Our union spot was soaking wet with my sweat and his overflow. As quick as he had entered me he slipped from me. A loud fart escaped my butt as he withdrew. Before I could clinch my ass tight, sperm flowed for my asshole. It dribbled off my ball sack and wet the floor below me. I lay there as he sniffed at my hole and walked away. He headed outside as I tried to stand. My knees were hurting as was my butt hole. My ass was sloppy as hell and I needed to get back to work right now. I pulled on my shorts and jeans and dug my ass. I removed my white tee shirt and replaced it with a dry clean one I had packed in my lunch pail. I noticed the wet shirt had black dog hair and dirt on the back as I folded it. It smelled of him and I knew I would use it when I got home to jerk off with. I sat on a low pallet to put my boots back on. A wet fart escaped me again as I bended over to tie them. My crack felt warm and I knew I had leaked more of him as I stood. As I quickly walked out into the night air he saw me. He walked over wagging his stump of a tail. I patted his head and as I turned to walk away he sniffed the air and barked. I smiled at myself knowing he was happy. The rest of the night I prayed none of the other guys could smell him on me. There was a lot of air movement in the building that helped. That morning when I got home I busted one of the biggest loads I had in a long time thinking of that dog. Any other dog men out there reading this story knows exactly what I mean. No dude can fuck a guy better then a dog can. That was the start of our lovemaking. We averaged twice a week for about two years. I had the chance to leave third shift but I knew we could not fuck if I did. So I stayed to take care of him. He kept me happy and I did the same for him. Would enjoy hearing from other k9 guys. Positive comments to Dogbone421@aol.com
bestiality/annies-lesbian-family-rituals.txt	Date: Sat, 28 Aug 2010 15:43:02 EDT From: bredtwes@euronet.nl Subject: ANNIE'S LESBIAN FAMILY RITUALS ANNIE'S LESBIAN FAMILY RITUALS (Ff, FFf, incest, anal, best) by bredtwes@euronet.nl ==================================================================== Chapter 1 ======= Tossing and turning young Annie awoke from her dream. Once again she could only remember small parts. Every Sunday morning for the last year, Annie had been awakening from these wildly erotic dreams, and always with her tiny fingers slipped into her sopping wet pussy, and sometimes, a finger buried deep up her young asshole. On each of these special mornings, Annie would lie in her bed with her fingers to her nose smelling her tart juices that came from her pussy and asshole, trying to remember the details of her dreams. Even though she could not remember all of her dreams, she so enjoyed this time because of the erotic images her mind so easily conjured up. These morning were almost like a ritual to Annie. This was her special time to let her imagination go, fantasizing about the most bizarre, perverse things - things far too perverted for any normal 13 year old girl. These fantasies had grown increasingly wilder in the last few months driving little Annie wild with erotic passion. Even more recently, in Annie's boiling state of lust, she had gone from simply smelling her fingers to slipping them in her mouth and tasting her pungent juices. Doing something as nasty as this turned Annie on even more. That was the way Annie's young mind was; the more perverted and degrading something was, the more it turned her on and the hotter and wetter her young pussy became. Annie was a thin, long legged, teenage girl with long dark wavy red hair that flowed down to the middle of her back. Her young body was beginning to take the shape of a mature woman. Her small young breast had begun to bud and became easily aroused at a touch. She was especially proud of her newly grown, dark red pubic hair that was just beginning to show up on her pussy. Annie spent a lot of time in her room, naked in front of the mirror, admiring and exploring these newly developed erogenous zones of her body. Annie lived in a small coastal town just north of San Francisco. She lived with her mother, two aunts, and wealthy grandmother in a very large, old Victorian style home that looked out over the ocean. Annie never knew her father, he died when she was very young. Mid-way down the hall from Annie's room was the room of her twin sister aunts, Josie and Janie. Nether Josie or Janie were, or had ever been, married, even though with their beauty they could have had any man they chose at the drop of a hat. Josie and Janie were both 34 years old and incredibly beautiful women. Their voluptuous bodies were no exception, with their large firm D-cup breasts, slender waist lines, and round perky butts. Their golden skin was smooth with tiny tan lines that barely covered their thick dark pussy hair. Flowing down their backs was a thick mane of light brown hair with sun streaks throughout. Directly adjacent to Annie's room, through an adjoining door, was the room of Annie's mother Maria. Maria, who at 30 was the younger of the three sisters. She had long jet black hair which she always keep rolled in a bun at the back of her head. Although many would say she was even prettier than the twins, with the mousy way she carried herself and the way she wore such drab, loose fitting close, few people ever notice her. But underneath her long full dresses, was a stunningly beautiful, petite body. Her small frame was almost the size of a small child, with small perky breasts and a tiny firm ass. At the end of the long hallway was the room of Issabella, Annie's grandmother, the pentacle of this family of beautiful women. Issabella was a mysterious yet elegant woman with long black hair that was speckled with gray strands throughout. Issabella also were her hair pulled up on top of her head, but in a less conservative and more elegant fashion than her daughter Maria. The twins had obviously inherited their voluptuous figures from their mother. Issabella's breasts were even larger than the twins. Naturally through the passage of time they set much lower, but they were still a magnificent sight to see and often caught the eyes of many young boys. It was obvious that Issabella ran that family. Even the twins, as independent as they seemed, did absolutely nothing without first getting Issabella's blessing. Especially in their relationships. Issabella would never allow any of her girls to have any kind of lasting relationships with anyone, male or female. The ones they were allowed to see, could only be seen on week nights and they always had to be in early. Oddly enough, the girls all seemed quite content, even excited, about staying home the weekend nights. This restricted social life was also part of little Annie's life. When she was not in school, Annie spent most of her time playing by herself in her room or running up and down the hallways. Maria would let Annie stay up late on most week nights in the summer, but early on every Saturday evening she would make her go up to her room directly after supper, while everyone else stayed down stairs. Not long after Annie would get up to her room, Grandmother would always bring her her weekly medicine and put her to bed. Annie sensed the women in her family were a bit odd, yet this oddness intrigued her tremendously. Annie knew from her own perverse finger sucking pleasure on those special mornings, she had quite a streak of this oddness in her too. Chapter 2 ======= Late one night, as Annie was getting into her nightgown to go to bed, she heard voices coming from her mother's room. They were stern commanding voices, not quiet or hushed, but rather loud, almost as if they were trying to catch Annie's attention. Curiosity overtook her. She turned out her light and walked over to the adjoining door between her room and her mothers. Once in front of the door, Annie's squatted down to peek through the large keyhole. It gave her an excellent view of the center of her mother's room. As Annie's eye adjusted to the light in the room, she saw her mother standing in the middle of her room with her head lowered in a rather submissive sort of way, facing toward someone sitting on the bed. Annie strained to see who this was sitting on the bed, but the bed was just barely out of the viewing edge of the keyhole. Annie's mom was wearing a very shear nightgown and nothing more. The way the room light shined across her mother's body, Annie could see directly through her thin gown. She could see the dark patch of pussy hair between her mother's legs and her perfectly shaped tits with their aroused nipples standing straight out. Why was it that her mother was standing there with her head lowered so submissively, and why was it obviously exciting her so, Annie wondered. Suddenly Annie heard the stern voice say, "Strip bitch, and drop to your knees!" Annie's mom instantly began to disrobe. She unlaced and opened the front of her gown, letting it slide off her shoulders, it dropped to the floor. She then took down her long beautiful hair and shook it out. Without any hesitation Maria dropped to the floor on her hands and knees with her head still bowed. Then a second and equally as stern voice came from the direction of her mother's bed, "Inspection time slut, assume the position!" On that command Maria spread her knees far apart and arched her back, pushing her tiny perfectly shaped ass high into the air. She then raised her head, thrusting out her breasts, lifting her erect nipples into the air, and letting her beautiful long black hair string down across her face. Annie couldn't believe what she was seeing. She couldn't believe she was watching her own mother getting so wildly aroused by being totally dominated by her two mysterious masters. Annie was glued to the keyhole. She felt a flame boiling through her body as she watched her mother on the floor. Annie's young body was coming alive with passion. The very fact she was getting so turned on by watching her mother being treated and responding like this made her feel so nasty, and the feeling of being so nasty excited her even more. Suddenly the two strangers stood up from the bed and stepped into the center of the room for closer viewing of her mother. Annie almost passed out. Her mother's two mysterious masters were her own Aunt Josie and Aunt Janie. They were each wearing black spiked heels, thigh high stockings, a garter belt, and a corset that pushed up on their large bare breasts, and both were clutching a riding crop in their hand. Neither sister was wearing panties, and Annie found her eyes immediately locked on to their beautifully trimmed pussies. Annie was now boiling over with burning desires. Her young body was beginning to tremble with excitement and her breath was quickening as she squatted in front of the keyhole. Annie had never seen her aunts totally naked before, and only briefly had she ever seen her mother disrobed. The sight of her aunt's beautiful pussies stirred up feeling in her young body she never felt before. As Annie stared at her aunt's pussies she subconsciously pulled down the front of her panties with her thumb and buried a couple of fingers of her other hand deep into her sopping wet pussy. Annie's body shuttered at the rush of feelings that flowed through her body at the feel of her fingers sliding into her tight wet slit. Josie and Janie circled around Annie's submissive little mother, staring at the petite little body under their command. "You're a nasty little slut, aren't you?," Josie said sternly as she slapped Annie's mom on the ass with the riding crop. "Answer her!," Janie said, giving her another quick whack on the ass with her riding crop. "Yes," Maria muttered. "Louder!," Josie shouted giving Maria's beautiful tiny ass another pop. "I am!," Maria spoke up. "I'm the nastiest little slut in this town!" "Are you?," Janie teased with another smack on Maria's reddening ass cheeks. "What are you going to do to prove this to us, slut?," Josie said with another pop. "I'll do anything you want me to... anything!... know matter how nasty." "Well my little submissive slut, tonight we're just here to warm you up for your worthiness training Saturday night - and you know who your audience will be then, don't you?," Josie said with an evil smile and another swift smack on Maria's ass. "Yes, ma'am... I do.", Maria answered with a slight tone of eagerness in her voice. As Josie continued to circle and taunt Maria's ass with her crop, Janie squatted down directly behind Maria for a closer view of her tight little asshole and now dripping pussy. Every time Josie slapped Maria's ass, Janie' s eyes grew wide with excitement as she watched Maria's little asshole pucker and her pussy twitch. This close-up view of Maria's crotch set Janie on fire. She reached down between her own legs and squeezed her pussy, shuttered, then started vigorously rubbing her clit. "Do you like the sting of my whip on your bare ass?," Josie asked. "Yes ma'am, I love it! Please, do as you please with my ass. I'm your slut and my ass is for your enjoyment. Treat me like the anal slut that I am." At that request, Josie, who was standing in front of Maria, grabbed Maria by the back of her hair and pulled her face up high. Then slightly bending and spreading her knees, Josie planted her pussy in Maria's face and ground around on it. As Janie watched Josie treat her little sister like this, Janie slid two of her fingers into her own dripping pussy, pulled them out, then forced them into Maria' s asshole. This drove Maria insane. "Uhhmm!," Maria moaned into Josie' s crotch. She truly was an anal slut and her response to being reamed up the ass by her big sister's fingers proved it. Maria began to lap and suck wildly at Josie's pussy, which in turn made Josie grind her pussy harder and harder into Maria's face. The sight of Annie's Aunt Janie pumping her fingers in and out of her mother's asshole made Annie shudder with excitement. Annie's young asshole was begging for the same treatment her mother's was getting. Without missing a stroke with the fingers stuffed in her pussy, Annie slid her other hand down the back of panties and stuck her middle finger straight up her own little asshole. Annie tried hard not to moan out loud, but she couldn't help herself. As she bobbed up and down on her fingers, she quietly whimpered and moaned. It really didn't matter that she was moaning aloud, because everybody was moaning - Annie with two fingers in her pussy and one up her ass - Josie as she fed her beautiful pussy to Annie's mother's hungry mouth - wide eyed Janie squatting close behind Maria, ramming her fingers in and out of her little sister's willing asshole while finger fucking her own pussy with the other hand - and then of course Maria, being sandwiched between her two horny sisters. It was suddenly obvious, that Josie was cumming in Maria's face. Josie's eyes rolled back in her head as she raised her face to the ceiling and made a guttural grown. Her knees began to wobble as she clenched tighter on Maria's long black hair. Faster and harder Maria sucked at Josie's pussy. Suddenly Josie froze stiff like a statue. She was cumming. Her body then began to quiver. "Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhhhh!" she groaned as the blood vessels in her neck grew. Then suddenly she relaxed, opened her eyes, and looked down at Maria. With a devilish grin Josie pulled her pussy away from Maria's dripping face. Josie then squatted down in front of her and wiped the wet strands of hair out of her face. Josie leaned forward and slowly began to lick her own pussy juices off her little sister's face in a perverted and demeaning way. While Josie was tongue washing Maria's face, Maria's eyes were still wide open with anal pleasure as Janie continued Maria's ass-fucking. Maria started breathing heavier and groaning louder, for she was approaching her anal climax. She began to thrust her ass back against Janie's fingers as Janie stabbed her finger deep into Maria rectum. Pushing and pounding, Maria forced herself back against her sister's probing fingers. Josie continued to lap at Maria's face until finally Maria shuddered intently then relaxed as she released her orgasm. As Josie finished licking the last drop of her pussy juices off Maria's beautiful face, she raised Maria's chin slightly and said, "You've been a really good slut tonight, but you know what a really nasty anal slut would do after a good ass-fucking like this, don't you?" As those words left her lips, Maria's eyes grew wide with excitement as a wild slutty look came over Maria's face. When Josie saw this excitement in Maria's eyes she smiled at her and nodded her head. With that nod Maria reached behind her and grabbed Janie's wrist. Staring straight into Josie's eyes, she raised an eyebrow as to say "watch this." She then gave a wicked smile, rammed Janie' s fingers up her ass as far as they would go, then wiggled her ass around on them. Maria then slowly slid the fingers out of her ass, raised up, then laid down on her back. With Josie now positioned between her legs, Maria spread her legs wide, exposing her beautiful wet pussy lips to her. As Josie watched her nasty floor show with anticipation, Maria began to rock her hips and finger her pussy with one hand, then with the other hand she pulled Janie's ass-fucking fingers over her face. As she watched Josie watching her, she pull Janie's fingers into her mouth and began to suck them clean, one by one. At this point everyone in that room, including Annie next door, was masturbating as they watch the nasty little slut show. This went on for several minutes as Maria laid on the floor fingering herself from one orgasm to another, while sucking Janie's fingers clean. Josie then rose to her feet, stood over Maria, and said, "Yes... very good my little slut. I think you're finally ready to test your total submission and obedience with your master. I think it's also time to see how well your little Annie will respond to actually being involved in your training. We will all see tomorrow night, won't we?" Josie then snapped her fingers at Janie. Janie stood up and followed Josie toward the door. They both stopped at the door and turned around for one last look at Maria lying spread-eagle on the floor, then walked out closing the door behind them. Annie couldn't believe what she just saw. She was still fingering her little pussy and asshole as she stared through the keyhole at her mother's beautiful naked body laying exhausted on the floor. She just couldn't believe the wild sexually depraved animal Aunt Josie and Aunt Janie had unleashed in her mother by dominating and humiliating her in the way they did. Annie could see the hungry look on her mother's face grow wilder and wilder as Josie's commands became increasingly more perverse. With all these thoughts and visions racing through her young mind, she let herself roll back onto her bedroom floor. She pulled her knees up to her body and then parted them, then continued to finger fuck her wet pussy and tight little asshole thinking about what she just witnessed. Her driving fingers had brought her to an orgasm several times while she watched the humiliation of her mother. Why did this sight turn her on so much, she wondered. Rethinking these thoughts brought her to yet another orgasm as she pounded her pussy and pumped her asshole full of fingers. Annie thought about how it excited her mother so to suck Aunt Janie's finger clean after she pulled them from her ass. She couldn't believe the same perverse thing that she had got so much pleasure out of on her special mornings was also something her mom obviously enjoyed immensely. As Annie laid there thinking about this, she slid her finger out of her ass, drew it to her lips. Slowly she began to suck on it while fantasizing she was her mother on the floor in the other room, and it was she that was being treated like an anal slut by her Aunt Josie and Aunt Janie. Annie woke up and found herself in the same position on the floor later that night with her finger still in her mouth. She raised up and checked the keyhole once again. Her mother's room was dark, she must have gone on to bed. Annie walked over and climbed into her bed and wondered. What was it Aunt Josie was talking about. What is it that her mother must do tomorrow night, a Saturday night, the one night of the week she has to take her medicine and go to bed early; and what training was she to get involved in - she had no clue. Chapter 3 ======= All day Saturday, Annie continually thought about what she saw the night before. She found herself staring at her mother across the dinner table unable to imagine that this prim and proper woman with her loose fitting clothing and her hair in a bun could be the wild horny slut she saw last night. Pulling Annie out of her trance was the voice of her grandmother, "Come on Annie, if you're through with your dinner, then it's time to take your medicine and go to bed." As she did every Saturday night, Annie got up from the table and kissed everyone goodnight. Her grandmother took her hand and they walked together upstairs to Annie's room. When they got to the top of the stairs, grandmother realized she had forgot Annie's medicine and had to go back down stairs to get it. Annie pretended to go on into her room, but as soon as her grandmother had reached the bottom of the stairs Annie snuck back to the edge of the stairs to watch and listen. Annie watched her grandmother get out two bottles of pills. Out of one she poured out five blue pills and out of the other she poured out only one red pill. She walked over to the dinner table and handed all three of her girls one blue pill each and said, "Take your medicine my little girls and enjoy your night of uninhibited decadence." Grandmother, Josie, and Janie all swallowed their pill, smiled at each other, then looked over at Maria. Maria shyly lowered her head to her pill and swallowed it. "Now, go to the play room and prepare yourselves. Our special guest and I will be down after I get her ready," Grandmother said. "Don't forget to give her the red pill so she doesn't remember her experience tomorrow," Josie said. "Have I ever forgot?," Grandmother replied as she walked back toward the stairs. Annie quickly scampered back to her room and started brushing her teeth. " Here you go my little button. Take your medicine," Grandmother said as she walked in the room and held out the two pills. Annie always remembered how good the medicine made her feel after she had taken it. It made her tingle all over and made her mind think strange wild thoughts. She always remembered how grandmother would just sit in the chair across the room in her black silk robe and smile mysteriously at her. But that's all. Nothing more. Now she knew exactly why. It was the red pill her grandmother gave her. This night of all nights was a night she did not want to forget. "Here baby, take your pills," Grandmother said as she handed Annie her pills. Annie took the pills in one hand and reached for the water with the other. As she did, Annie let the red pill fall onto the floor where Grandmother couldn' t she it. She then popped the blue pill into her mouth and swallowed it down. In no time at all, Annie could feel the pill coming on. Her body began to tingle and her mind started to run wild. Annie started to dance around the foot of her bed as if she were in a trance. With every movement of her arms, her tiny breast became more aroused. With every movement of feet, the wetness of excitement would build between her legs. Issabella walked over to the bed and laid out a shear silk gown, then walked back over to the chair across the room and sat down. "It's time for you to change my dear. Take off your close and put on the new gown I bought you," Issabella said as she watched Annie intently. At her grandmother's words Annie stopped dancing, walked over to the gown, and started to unbutton her dress. "Turn around, my little one, so Grandmother can see your sweet form," Issabella requested. "Grandmother wants to see how well her little granddaughter's body is ripening." Issabella's request excited Annie. It made her young body tingle even more to think of being watched while she undressed. Annie turned around toward her grandmother, unbutton her dress all the way down, pulled it off her shoulders, and let it fall to the floor. There Annie stood across the room from her grandmother with nothing on but her lacy panties. Issabella didn' t take her eyes off Annie for a second. Annie could see her grandmother's eyes glow with excitement and anticipation as her body became exposed. Annie could feel her nipples getting hard and the wetness building in her panties in reaction to her grandmothers gaze. The pill amplified the excitement of this bizarre situation. Annie was feverishly excited and was boiling in anticipation of her next command. "Come closer my little naked child. Come closer so Grandmother can see every detail of your adolescent body," Issabella said as she removed her hair pins and shook out her beautiful long hair. Annie walked across the room and stood directly in front of her grandmother. Issabella's eyes roamed up and down Annie supple body, then finally came to rest on Annie's crotch. Bringing her finger to her lips and not breaking her gaze, Issabella said, "Very good my little one. Now, why don't you spread your feet apart a little and pull your panties down in front of your grandmother?" This game was getting wilder by the moment and Annie loved every minute of it. She reached down, slid her thumbs under her waistband, and pulled them down to her knees. Issabella smiled with pleasure at the sight of her young granddaughter pulling her panties down right in front of her, then standing there in wide-eyed anticipation of her inspection. Issabella sat up and leaned forward toward Annie's pussy. Annie watch with excitement as her grandmother moved her face to within inches of her wet pussy. Issabella closely admired the few dark red pussy hairs that tried to cover Annie's glistening wet pussy lips. She then gradually moved her mouth closer and closer to Annie's pussy. Then, just before her lips touched Annie's pussy, Issabella blew a breath of hot air over Annie's crotch. Issabella's breath melted Annie's pussy like butter. Her knee buckled and her body shuttered. Annie didn't realize until that moment how much she would have loved to have had her grandmother's mouth on her little clit. Issabella pulled away and leaned back in her chair. "You like that don't you? You like standing there in front of your grandmother with your panties around your knees, don't you?," Issabella teased. "Yes ma'am," Annie muttered back. Issabella just sat there, laying back in her big chair, smiling with enjoyment at the sight of Annie's aroused naked body. She then slightly parted her own legs and untied the belt of her black silk robe. As Annie looked on in amazement, Issabella slowly opened up the shear black robe, exposing her beautiful large breasts and her large thick patch of dark pussy hair. Issabella watched the wild look on Annie's face as she cupped her large breasts and pinched her nipples. "What do you think? Do you like looking at your grandmother's naked body?," Issabella asked as she tugged at her hardening nipples. Annie was simply amazed at how good of shape her grandmother's body was in at her age. Her huge round breast hung lower than the twins, but her waistline was just as thin. Annie's eyes worked their way down her grandmother' s body to her large hairy pussy, where they lock on. Grandmother's pussy wasn't as well trimmed as the twin's pussy, but it was just as inviting. Noticing Annie's gaze at her pussy, Issabella spread her legs open wider and put one leg over the arm of the chair, exposing her large pussy lips, then ran her fingers through her thick dark pussy hair. "Do you like what you see, my little one? Yes? Then, get on your knees and get a closer look," Issabella began to command. Without breaking her gaze, Annie dropped down on her knees to see this wonderful sight up close. Sitting there on the floor with her face only inches away from her grandmother's pussy, really turned Annie on. As Annie watched, Issabella began to masturbate. As she did, she watch Annie's face glow with excitement. Annie was getting so excited that she began to grab and pull at her own pussy. All she could think about was how much she wanted to just bury her little face into her grandmother sopping wet pussy and lick and suck on it like her mom had done to Aunt Josie last night. She just couldn't wait for her grandmother's next command. "Have you ever had your pussy eaten before Annie?," Issabella asked as she rubbed at her clit. "No ma'am," Annie responded. "Oh, that's too bad. It's a wonderfully decadent feeling to look down at a pretty young girls face as she sucks away at your pussy juices. I have to have it at least once or twice a week." Then with a suggestive sigh Issabella said, " Yes...that's something all young girls should be taught how to do at a very young age. Do you know who my favorite pussy eater is, Annie?," Issabella asked. "No ma'am," replied Annie. "It's your mother. She's absolutely the best pussy sucker I've ever had. Ever since she was your age, she has love to eat pussy...So many nights I have woken up to find her under my covers lapping at my clit." It was pretty obvious Issabella was getting off on telling Annie about the nasty things her mother likes to do. As Annie listen to the nasty little details about her mother alternate life, she could she Issabella's thick dark pussy hair becoming matted with the heavy flow of her pussy juices. Annie could feel her own pussy juices beginning to flow as she vigorously fingered her sweet young pussy. "Eat me, my young one," Issabella said in a low seductive voice. "Eat my pussy like your nasty mother would do." That was all Annie was waiting for, her first sexual command - and in she went. Annie planted her face right between her grandmother's big juicy pussy lips and began to lick. As Annie's tongue sank into her grandmother's pussy, Issabella grabbed Annie's hair began to guide her face through her first pussy eating session. As Annie licked and sucked at Issabella's pussy, she could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter. She began to feel the pussy juices that had escaped her tongue drip down her cheeks and off her chin. `This is such a turn on' , Annie thought as she lapped away and watched her grandmother's face melt in ecstasy. She was loving the tangy taste and the musty smell of her grandmother hot pussy, as Issabella commanded the attention of Annie's tongue to all parts of her crotch. Tighter and tighter Issabella's grip became as Annie's virgin tongue pushed her towards her orgasm. Issabella began to grind her hip and rub Annie's face into her hot crotch. "Suck it you little slut!," Issabella groaned loudly, as she smeared her pussy around on Annie' s face and watched Annie's wide eyed gaze back at her. "Eat that hot wet pussy, my little bitch!" The lewd way her grandmother was haunching on her face and the nasty way she was talking to her, really turned Annie on. The closer her grandmother came to her climax the more vigorously Annie fingered her own pussy. Annie could hear the wet sound of her own palm slapping up against her own drenched pussy lips. As she pounded her wet pussy, Annie felt her anal urge come over her. Without missing a stroke, Annie slid one of her wet finger all the way up her ass and began to ride these fingers of ecstasy. As Annie watched her grandmother's eyes, she could tell Issabella was about to cum. Issabella's movements became wilder and her words became louder and nastier. "Suck my pussy you little slut! Suck my piss out, bitch! Suck it harder or I'll have you fucked up the ass by the damn dog!" At those words, both Annie and her grandmother exploded into orgasms. On and on this wild perverted rush pulsed through Annie's crotch as she drove her finger up her ass... in and out... and then one last time. At that same moment, Issabella exhausted with finality, released her grip on Annie's hair. Annie fell to the floor in exhaustion panting. When Annie looked up Issabella was still sitting spread eagle in the chair, smiling at Annie with a devious smile. As she watched Annie she stroked her pussy and licked the juices from her fingers. Issabella then stood up and held out her hand to Annie saying, "Come my little one, your night has just begun. That was but a taste of what's in store for you." Chapter 4 ======= Annie stood up, stepped out of her panties, curiously took her grandmother' s hand, and was lead out the door. As they walked across the hall and down the stairs Annie realized she was totally naked and that her mother or her aunts might she her like this, but just as quickly as this realization came over her, it went away. It was replaced by the naughty tingle the little blue pill gave her. The thought of her mother or aunts seeing her running through the house naked began to excite her. She even wondered if her mother knew what she had just done to her grandmother. That thought also excited her. As Issabella led Annie down the stairs, Annie watched her intensely. Issabella's silk robe was flowing wide open and out behind her. Her large breast and still erect nipples jutted out in front of her, bouncing slightly as she walked, and the thick bush between her legs was still wet from Annie's tongue. Annie could hardly believe what she had just done with her grandmother and above all, how much she enjoyed it. Now Annie wonder what else did her grandmother have in store for her. Back into that large house they went. Back into an area Annie had seldom been. Issabella unlocked and opened a door in the corner of one of the these old rooms and in they when. They were in a dimly lit stairway leading down to red door. Annie could hear exotic music and wild laughter coming from beyond that door. When they reached the bottom of the stairs Issabella stopped and turned towards Annie. "It's time, my little one. Release all your inhibitions and indulge yourself in the decadence. You are now our toy of pleasure," Issabella said as she slowly opened the door. Annie stepped in and stopped in shock and amazement. The room she just walked into looked like some sort of dungeon. The floors were covered with thick padded carpet and the walls were black and covered with whips, chain, and bizarre sexual devices. At one end of the room was a small open area with harnesses and restraints attached to the wall and rafters. At the other end was two rows of plush couches setting directly across from one another with a small open area in between. Both rows of couches where facing each other and the open path led to the back of the room where the floor stepped up to a small raised area. In that area the couches formed a small semicircle inset like a large booth in a restaurant without the table. The room was dimly lit with a red glow barely lighting the couch area and a slightly brighter white light illuminating the area between the couches. There were women everywhere drinking, laughing, and moaning, and all totally nude, with the exception of a few spiked high heels and an occasional garter belt with hose. Most of the women were lounging comfortably along the couches in little groupings kissing and fondling one another and watching the other women across from them doing nasty things to each another. As Issabella led Annie into the room the laughter and the conversation paused as every eye began to inspect this new offering in Issabella's hand. Annie felt uncomfortable at first but soon begin to enjoy the attention she was getting. As Issabella slowly walked her into the area between the couches and along in front of the women on the couches, Annie eyes indulged on the erotic sight of all the naked, horny women licking and fondling one another. She noticed that there were several young girls her age there. They all appeared to be intently enjoying themselves, most sitting between two or three older women, and all spread eagle with several foreign hands on their crotches feeling them up while other hands were stroking and pinching their tiny little breasts. As they walked along in front of the couches viewing this torrid display of uninhibited lesbian lust, Issabella stopped in front of two women in their late thirties sitting side by side, legs spread open, and involved in deep French kissing. Issabella and Annie paused there for a moment and watched them kiss, squirm, and finger fuck each other. Then Issabella said, " Excuse me ladies." The women stopped their kissing and looked up to Issabella. They then noticed little Annie standing beside her grandmother. Both women, still finger fucking one another, begin to smile as they stared up and down Annie's young naked body. "Her evening is about to begin and you' ve got her first - do as you please with her!" Issabella said, as she reached behind Annie and pushed her toward the women. The women instantly reached up, grabbed Annie, and pulled her down between them. As soon as Annie's little body came to rest on the couch, the women spread her long young legs and each slid a finger into her wet pussy. This whole situation was exciting Annie tremendously. She found herself loving the feeling of being mauled by these strange women. Annie then decided to closed her eyes and submit to whatever her new mistresses desired of her. The woman on Annie's right reached up, pulled Annie's face to hers, and began to French kiss her. Then both she and the woman on Annie's other side began to pinch at her excited and erect nipples. At first, the pinching was hurting her young breast, but with the fingers in her pussy and wild passionate way this woman was kissing her, the pain soon turned in to immense pleasure. Annie found herself tugging back against the pinching fingers only to intensify the pleasure of her nipple torment. "You like the pain, my little slut?" the woman on her left whispered as she drove her tongue into Annie's ear. "Uhhmm!" Annie moaned in pleasure as she danced her tongue around in the other woman's mouth. Annie opened her eyes and began watching a young girl across the couches finger an older woman up the ass. The older woman was on her knees leaning over the couch and the young girl was laying on her back under the woman with her legs spread wide, giving everyone an excellent view of her young pussy. The young girl had two fingers up the older woman's ass and was sucking on her clit as she methodically worked her fingers in and out of her ass. The older woman was moaning and humping back in pleasure with every stroke of the young girls fingers. Annie could actually see the older woman's pussy juices running down the young girl's cheeks. Annie perked right up at this sight and stopped kissing her new lover. Noticing Annie's excitement about this anal scene across from them, the women she was kissing slid Annie's ass out to the edge of the couch and pulled her legs up and back over her head. Then as both of the women moved their mouths down to Annie's tits and began to nip and bite on her little nipples, the woman slid her finger up Annie's ass. Annie was now in ecstasy. The pain in her nipples had turned into pure masochistic pleasure, and the three fingers the other woman was shoving in her pussy made her head spin, but it was the finger she was feeling sliding in and out of her asshole that was what she was living for at that moment. Annie began to feel really good and slutty as she looked across and saw some of those women watching her in that nasty position. As Annie laid there boiling in pleasure, she glanced around to see where her grandmother had gone. Annie's eyes scanned the room then spotted her at the far end of the couch circle. There were five or six stunning looking young women sitting in that area with Issabella at the head, like a queen on her thrown. Sitting there on each side of their mother were Josie and Janie, both dressed in their spike heeled shoes and black silk stockings. At that moment a woman stepped up in front of Issabella with a very pretty and apparently very young little girl. The young girl was totally naked except for a collar with a leash and high heeled shoes. She stood there submissively with her head bowed and her hands behind her back as if they were bound. The woman holding her leash seemed to be suggesting something to Issabella about the girl. Issabella, obviously liking what she was hearing, nodded her head with pleasure. The woman then handed the leash to Issabella and sat down between her and Josie. Sliding her ass out to the edge of the couch, the woman spread her legs wide apart. Issabella looked the young girl over for a moment then lightly tugged the leash outward toward the woman. "Come on my little child, your mother says your very good at this. Show us how well you eat your mother's pussy," Issabella said as she tugged once again on the leash. All eyes in that area were on this woman and her young sex slave daughter. Josie's and Janie's hands immediately dropped to their own pussies and began to rub in anticipation of watching this young girl eat out her mother. The young girl dropped to her knees and crawled on all fours right up to her mother's pussy. Her mother reached out grab the young girl by the back of the hair and pulled her face into her hot wet snatch. As she began to lick, the young girl's expressions slowly changed from shy submissiveness to wild enjoyment. The taste of her mother's pussy on her lips was all she needed to start her little motor purring. In her excitement, the young girl spread her knees apart, arched her back, and began to wildly screw her head back and forth as she licked and suck at her mother's pussy. Her mother' s eyes rolled back in her head as she threw her head back, heaving her breast into the air, began to moan and grind her pussy around on her daughter's face. Issabella, smiling with evil delight, slowly pulled her eyes away from this unbelievably erotic scene and said to Josie, "Bring her out! Let's see what our little slut is willing to do tonight." Josie stood up, smiled, and said, "Yes, let's just see how nasty our little slut gets tonight." Josie sultry strutted across the room between the couches and stopped behind a petite brunette that was on her hands and knees between another woman' s legs, eating her out. Josie reached down and slowly rubbed the brunette's crotch. By the wetness she felt, it was pretty obvious to her that the woman was enjoying her work as well as this new hand that was probing her pussy. Josie pulled her finger from the woman's pussy and slapped her on her ass. "Get up from that pussy, slut! It's time for you to really get nasty." Josie said. The petite brunette turned her head toward Josie with a surprised look that instantly grew into excitement upon seeing who had slapped her ass. As she looked up at Josie, she wiped the pussy juices from her face and eagerly said, "Yes mistress, how may I service you tonight?" "Come with me, slut. There will be several ways you'll service me tonight," Josie said as she bent over grabbing her hair and pulled her up. Josie hooked a leash to the leather collar around the woman's neck and led her through the couches toward the raised area, stopping in front of Issabella. As the submissive brunette walked through the light between the couches, several of the women in the room recognized her. "It's Maria...Issabella's daughter," they whispered. Her hair was down and teased out wildly. She was wearing nothing but high heels and a leather collar. On her perky nipples, she was wearing small clamps that were connected together by a chain that bounced around as she walked across the room. Annie was still heating up and too deeply involved with her two new lovers to have noticed that her mother was also in the room. As they stepped up in front of Issabella, Josie pulled down on Maria's arm and instructed her to get down on the floor on her hands and knees. When she did, Josie began to fondle Maria's body, running her hand down her back and into the crack of her ass. As Josie's hand reached her crotch, Maria' s body began to shuttered with anticipation. Issabella then spread her legs apart and said , "Come my little slut daughter. Come suck your mother's pussy like this little slut next to me is sucking her mother's pussy." Maria glanced over at the young girl beside her and watched briefly as the young girl licked and sucked at her mother's pussy. As the excitement of this perverse erotic sight overtook her, Maria crawled up between her mother' s legs and began to nurse on her big wet pussy like she had done so many times in the past. "That's right my little slut," Issabella said as she slid her ass forward giving Maria's hungry mouth better access. "See this young girl next to me eating her mother's pussy so skillfully. Doesn't she look good with her face buried in her mother's pussy like that?" Issabella said as she guided Maria's willing tongue around on her pussy. "She's no older than our little Annie, is she? Would you like to watch your little daughter eating pussy like that?" These things Issabella was saying about watching Annie do such nasty things was really exciting Maria. "Let me tell you my little slut, it's a beautiful sight to look down between your legs and see little Annie's young innocent face sucking on your pussy. Especially when her young virgin tongue licks your pussy as well as a skilled pussy eater like you," Issabella said watching Maria's expressions. Maria's eyes grew with surprise and excitement as she listened to her mother talk. Was she serious about this experience she spoke of? Had her daughter really gone down on her own grandmother? Maria couldn't believe what her mother was saying. She could just imagine the wild sight of little Annie's face buried in Issabella's cunt. Envisioning this scene drove Maria wild with excitement, yet gave her a tinge of jealousy. She herself had had several erotic thoughts about her daughter in the past. There had been several nights dressing or bathing little Annie that Maria had to fight the urge to touch and fondle her young supple body. "Now tell me my little slut, wouldn't you like to fuck your own little daughter?" Issabella said encouraging. "Huh? Wouldn't you like to train her in all the perverted way of our family? You could be her slutty mother and demonstrate to her how much of a slut you really are?" "Ohh, yes ma'am!" Maria answered into Issabella's pussy. "Yes ma'am I'll service her body in anyway you'd like me to. Please, sexually humiliate me in the nastiest ways while she watches. I'll let her treat me like a slut too!" Issabella again smiled with satisfaction at hearing Maria's willingness to do anything she commands. Janie eyes were wide with excitement and anticipation of what was flowing through her mother perverted mind. In her nasty excitement, Issabella pulled Maria's head in tight to her crotch. With her other hand she grabbed Janie by the hair, pulling her over toward her, and slid her tongue into her mouth, in a lustful French kiss. Janie's hand began to vigorously rub at her own pussy, as her mother's lustful passion made her swell with excitement. Issabella suddenly stopped kissing her and Janie could she her mother's perverted wheels turning. She gazed down at Maria's head working around on her pussy then back up into Janie's eyes. "Go fine Annie," she said as she smiled with pleasure. Janie instantly got up and started looking around. She then began walking along the dimly lit couches until she spotted Annie. There she was, lying on her back between the same two women, with her legs pulled back over her head, and having a longneck beer bottle rammed in and out of her ass by a third woman on the floor. As Annie was lying there getting fucked up the ass with a beer bottle, several other women had gathered around to watch the show. They were all around her with their hands between their legs masturbating. Janie stood over the steamy scene in amazement. She couldn't even believe how skillfully and with such ease her little niece was buttfucking that bottle. Annie was rocking her ass back and forth in rhythm to the pumping the woman on the floor was giving her ass. She quietly whimpered and her little body shuttered with each thrust of her beer bottle lover. As she laid there taking it up the ass, the two women on her sides were licking her face and nipping at her nipples as they fingered her wet childish pussy. Janie found herself dazed by the nasty sight of her niece on the couch and almost forgot why she came over there. She cleared her voice and said, " Annie, come with me. Your grandmother is ready for you now." Annie opened her eyes and looked up at her Aunt Janie standing over her totally naked. Her mind gradually cleared and she slowly realized what her aunt had said. Annie wondered with excitement as to her grandmother `s desires. Whatever it was, she didn't want to miss it. She reached down between her legs and pulled the beer bottle out of her ass and stood up. "Come with me Annie, and don't be surprised at anything you see," Janie said as she took her hand and led her toward Issabella's area. Chapter 5 ======= As they walked up to raised area, Annie saw her grandmother with her legs spread wide and a petite brunette eating her pussy. "Come closer my little one so you can see our fun," Issabella said as she motioned her closer. With intense curiosity and eagerness to see her grandmother's pussy up close once again, Annie stepped up and knelt down beside the brunette. Then Issabella said with a devious smile, "Well Annie, how do you like watching your mother eat my pussy?" Just as these words left Issabella's mouth, Maria turned her head toward Annie with a wild animal look in her eyes. Her hair was streaming down her face and her lips and chin were glistening with the juices of her mother's pussy. Annie jumped with a frightened surprise. Her first thought was what her mother would do to her - catching her down here naked with all these other naked women. Then she realized that her mom was naked too and she was eat grandmother's pussy as well. Without saying a word to Annie, Maria turned and looked up lustfully at Issabella and said, "Anything. Anything you want me to do." She then lowered her head and buried her face back in her mother's pussy. "So what do you think about your mother now Annie? She's quite a slut, isn 't she?" Issabella said as she watched Annie's gaze at her mother change from fear to excitement. Annie was soon consumed with excitement as she slid her hand between her own legs while watching her mother eat at the same pussy she herself was tasting only a few hours ago. "Annie, move behind your mother and look at her beautiful ass. Isn't it sexy?" Issabella said in admiration. Annie crawled behind her mom and stared into her crotch. Her mother's pussy was glistening with moisture and the hair around her pussy lips was matted with wetness. Her back was arched and her tight round ass was sticking high into the air. "Have you ever reamed another woman's asshole before, Annie?" Issabella asked. "No ma'am." Annie replied with excited curiosity. "I think you'll like this, my little one. Watch the young child next to you. She'll show you how it's done." Issabella said. Annie turned to her right and began to watch intently. By this time, the young girl's mom had slid off the couch on to her knees with her face on the couch. Her back was arched and her titties were just hanging off the edge of the couch. The young girl was knelling behind her mom and had both hands on her ass cheeks spreading them apart. In a slow rhythmic fashion, the young girl would lick down onto her pussy, then up around the rim of her mom's asshole, then drive her tongue deep into her mother's puckered ass. With every tongue fucking thrust the young girl's mother would whimper with enjoyment. Five or six times in and out of her ass she would drive her tongue then back down to her pussy to start her technique all over again. Annie had never seen anything this wild in all her life. The nastiness of this little girl and her oral technique of ass fucking drove Annie wild. She knew she just had to try it. And she knew she was going to get try it on her own mom. Annie spun around back toward her mom's ass and sighted in on her asshole. She wonder if she could make her mom feel as good as the young girl was making her mom feel. As another lustful rush from her little pill and the sight of her mother's hot ass staring up at her shot through her body, her focus turned from pleasing her mom to a raw lusting desire just to taste her mother's asshole. Without anymore hesitation, Annie reached up and grabbed her mother's ass cheeks spreading them apart, and began to lick at the crack of her ass. Up and down in long licking strokes she ran her tongue. As Annie did this, her mom began to really heat up. She could hear her mom's voice moaning into her grandmother's pussy. Issabella was getting really steamed up by what Annie had begun to do to her mom. She too wanted to feel a warm tongue in her asshole. With that thought in mind, Issabella slid her ass out to the edge of the couch and raised her legs up over her head exposing her asshole for her daughter's ease of access. Maria's eyes gazed up to her mom's in conformation of her perverse request. Issabella nodded for her to proceed. Just as Maria slid her tongue down to her mother's asshole, Annie drove her tongue into Maria's rectum for the first time. Maria groaned with pleasure, then drove her tongue straight up her mother's asshole. "Ohhhh yesss! Fuck my asshole you little slut! That's right girls, tongue fuck your mothers' asshole," Issabella rasped. Annie was loving every probing thrust her little tongue was making into her mother asshole. Even the steamy smell of her mother's asshole was making her hotter and hotter. Down to her mother's sweet tasting pussy and right back into her asshole, Annie's tongue danced. Annie couldn't seem to satisfy this new asshole eating hunger she had developed. Deeper and deeper she drove her tongue, and harder and harder her mom bucked back against her face. Maria reached back behind her and grabbed Annie by the back of her head and forced her ass hard into her daughter's face. "Ohhh suck my asshole, my little slut child. Suck mommie's ass and I'll suck yours anytime you want it. Ohhh yes, tongue fuck my ass like a good little slut!" Maria begged as she pulled her own tongue from her own mother's ass. It was obvious all three women were about to burst into flames. In an effort to save her orgasm until later, Issabella reached down grabbing her daughter's hair, pulling her head back and her mouth away from her ass. Raising her own head up, Issabella watched the wild expressions on Maria's sweaty face as Annie continued to tongue fuck her in the ass. Maria's body was shaking as her daughter continued to work at her asshole. As Issabella held her by the hair, Maria's eyes opened wide with excitement. "I've got to have more mommie! You know how I like much more. Please, mommie let me have it again up my ass like I got it the other day when you and I were behind the house, please!" Maria begged. "Please mommie, I' ll do it in front of Annie. I'll show her how much of a perverted slut her mother really is! Please! I'll do it in front of everybody this time..." she continued. "So, you'd like to do that again, would you? In front of all these women. Even in front of your own daughter?" Issabella eagerly questioned. " Ohh, yes ma'am! Anyway you want me to," Maria replied. "Very well my little slut. You just might prove yourself a worthy slut after all," Issabella answered as she rubbed at her clit with excitement. As Annie tongued at her mother's hot asshole she listened carefully to this conversation and wondered what perverted nasty thing her mother did with her grandmother behind the house. Whatever it was, just listening to them talk excited her even more. As Annie once again slid her tongue into her mother's rectum, she suddenly felt her mom's hand pulling her face from of her asshole. Her mom then turn around on her knees to face her and pulled her tight in toward her. Annie found herself face to face, tit to tit, and pussy to pussy with her mom. She could feel her mom's excited nipples pressing against hers and the heat from her pussy pressing against her almost hairless pussy. She had never seen this wild lustful look in her mother's eyes before. This close firm way her mother was holding her was beginning to excite Annie once again. Suddenly Annie's mom planted her lips on Annie's and began deeply French kissing her. This wild kiss from her mom really turned Annie on. Annie reached down and grabbed her mother ass cheeks. She knew her mom could smell and tasty her own asshole on her mouth, and she could tell this was really turning her mother on. Likewise, Annie was gladly sampling her grandmother' s ass as she sucked and licked at her mother's lips and tongue. After Maria had licked her daughter's mouth and face clean of any trace of the taste and smell of her ass, she stood up and turn to Issabella with a pleading look in her eyes. Issabella smiled and turned to Josie and said, " Bring him out." Josie hopped right up and headed out a side door. Everybody in the room stopped their sexual play to she what was going to happen next. Chapter 6 ======= Shortly later, Josie returned leading a small horse in behind her. You could hear a pin drop in the room when she walked in. As she led the horse to the center of the room the silence gradually turned to ahhhs and whispers. Josie tied off the horse on a single post that was curiously mounted in the center of the room. She then walked to the back of the room, picked up a small padded bench, brought it back to the horse, and set it down beside him. "Now my dear, prepare him for your sister," Issabella said. At that command, Josie looked over at her sister and smiled as to say, "Just watch me now". In her sexy spiked heeled shoes, Josie squatted down under the horse and grabbed his cock. With her gaze still on Maria, Josie began to pump the large cock with her hand. Josie knew it was exciting her little sister, seeing the horse's cock grow larger and larger. She watched as Maria's hand slid down to her clit and she began to masturbate. Once the horse's large cock really began responding, and Josie could tell she had her sister's full attention, she raised up the cock and stuck it in her mouth. With intense desire and hunger Josie began to suck-off the large slimy horse cock. As she gradually pumped it deeper and deeper into her mouth, she could see her little sister's eyes grow wide. Jacking at the horse's cock with her hand, she skillfully bobbed her head back and forth, feeding her face with this massive tool. Josie's knees were spread apart and one hand was fingering her pussy while the other was working the horse's cock. Issabella was of course deeply enjoying this show. It really turned her on to see one of her daughters being so nasty. Issabella could hear the little sounds from Josie's mouth as she began to take the huge cock deeper and deeper into her throat. As Josie sucked harder and faster the horse began to pump his cock into her face. Josie's head began to bob back and forth with every stroke the horse made. Josie let go of the hard cock and grab the horse's leg for stability, allowing the horse to face fuck her at his own pace. As the horse fed Josie his hot slimy meat, Josie continued to watch her younger sister's lustful expressions. Without missing a stroke, Josie beckoned Maria to come over. Without hesitation Maria walked directly over and knelt beside Josie. Now that she was up close to the horse, his cock looked bigger than ever. Josie reached up, wrapping her hand around the huge cock and pulled it from her mouth. As she continued to jack his cock with one hand, Josie reached over grabbing Maria's head and French kissed her. Maria could taste bitter sliminess of the horse's cock as Josie's tongue darted around in her mouth. As Maria enjoyed the raunchy passion of her sister's wet kiss, she suddenly felt a wet finger slide up her ass. As tried to turn her head to see who was giving her this pleasure, she could see Josie's eyes glow with excitement. Josie temporarily released Maria's head so she could turn to look. There, knelling behind her with a wild eyed look on her face was her daughter Annie. Maria watched over her shoulder as her daughter delightfully finger fucked her asshole. Maria smiled at Annie and arched her back raising her ass up slightly, giving Annie full access to her asshole. "Not just one baby. Mommie needs more than just one finger," Maria coached. With that request, Annie pulled her one finger out of her mother's ass and stuck it along with two other fingers into her mouth to wet them up good. She then lowered them back to her mother's ass and began to force them in. Maria's eyes rolled up and she moaned in pleasure as her daughter's fingers began to slide their way up her ass. "Oh yes baby! Fuck momma's ass with those fingers," Maria exclaimed as Annie began to finger fuck her ass harder and faster. "You like finger fucking your momma's asshole like that?" Maria questioned. "Oh yea! Give it to me baby! Fuck your anal slut mother up the ass! That's the way I love it!" Maria began to rock her hips back and forth on Annie's fingers as she licked her lips and stared lustfully back at her daughter. "Oh baby you've got me there now. Keep pumpin my ass. I'll do anything for anybody right now... How would you like to see your anal slut mother get fucked up the ass by this horse's cock? I' m ready... I need a cock that big up my ass right now!" Maria hissed as she turned back to watch Josie pumping the horse's cock. With that request, Josie reached over and grabbed the padded bench and slid it up under the horse. "Come on you little slut, let's see if you can take this entire cock up your ass," Josie said. "Come close baby and watch mommie take it up the ass by this horse," Maria said as she removed Annie's finger's from her ass and crawled onto the bench. Josie continued to jack the horse's cock as she slid a couple of fingers into Maria's ass and positioned her on the bench. "Are you ready for this big cock up your ass, you little slut? Ready to let your daughter watch her mom get fuck up the ass by a horse? Who knows what your little daughter might try on her own after watching you fuck this horse," Josie teased as she pulled her fingers from her ass and slapped her asscheek. "Please don't tease me Josie, just stick it up my ass," Maria begged. Josie then grabbed Maria's right asscheek while Annie grabbed her left and they spread her waiting ass open wide. Josie spit on Maria's asshole for lubricant, then pulled the horse's cock down and pressed it against her asshole. With just a couple of good strokes, Josie got the horse to start pumping his cock against her rectum. Annie's eyes grew as she watched her mother's tiny asshole begin to stretch open under the pressure and accept the huge cock. Josie slapped Maria on the ass and began to talk nasty to her. She knew from past experience, the more excited she got Maria, the larger the object she could shove up her ass - and a good spanking and nasty talk was exactly what Maria needed. "Ohhhh yyyeeesss!" Maria groaned as the horse's cock began to slide into her ass. Josie slapped her ass again and told her how nasty she looked with that big cock sticking out of her ass. "Yesss! Ohhh, Fuck meeee!" Maria exclaimed as the horse pulled back, then drove in deeper. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" she moaned with each pounding stroke the horse made. "Yes! I love it up my ass, and I love it when it's big!" Annie couldn't believe the size of this cock that her mom was taking up her ass. With every stroke the horse drove his cock deeper into her mother's ass. Soon she was taking almost the whole length of the horse's cock up her ass. Annie got up on her hands and knees and rested her face on the side of her mother's ass cheek in order to get a close-up view of the action. She watched intently as the huge slimy horse dick buttfucked her mom's ass. Annie loved the sight she was seeing. She could feel the heat of the horse's body and smell the pungent mix of her mother's ass and the sweaty horse. She was in heaven watching this sight but only wished her little asshole could take such a massive tool. Suddenly Annie felt a warm wet tongue licking her crotch and then something on her back. When she turned her head to look, she saw her aunt Janie standing beside her holding the end of a leash. As she turned her head further she saw at the other end of the leash a large German Shepherd mounting her ass. "We didn't want you to feel left out," Janie said with a domineering voice. Annie didn't know what to think at first, she couldn't believe she was about to be fucked by a dog. As much as she was enjoying watching her mother fuck this horse, she never thought about fucking an animal herself. The dog instantly began to hump her. His big cock quickly found her sopping pussy and slid right in. Annie gasped at his first intrusion. The thickness of the dog's cock soothed her aching pussy as it began to drive its way into her virgin pussy. Annie felt a rush of excitement flood through her body as the dog fucked her pussy. Her body instinctively responded to this feeling. Spreading her knees apart further, she arched her back and pushed her pussy up for the best access. As good as this dog's hot cock felt sliding in and out of her pussy, she knew this wasn't what she really wanted. What Annie really wanted right now was to get a good buttfucking like her mom was getting. Annie looked up at her aunt Janie and said, "Aunt Janie, please stick his cock up my ass for me. That's where I really want to get fucked - in my ass." "My pleasure," Janie responded with a smile as she stepped behind Annie and guided the dog's cock up to her asshole. Annie could feel the dog's cock pressing against her little asshole. She closed her eyes and relaxed, and in it came. Annie's eyes rolled back in her head as the dog's cock slammed full length into her ass. "Ohh yes big doggie fuck me! Fuck my little ass and be my first buttfucker," Annie whimpered with delight. Faster and faster the German Shepherd fucked Annie ass. She knew after feeling this ecstasy she would definitely be doing this again. With her eyes closed she could imagine being alone in her room every night with several large dogs, letting them all fuck her up the ass one at a time. Or maybe she could go around her room sucking their dicks, one at a time, like her aunt Josie was sucking that horse. Annie gradually returned to her reality and opened her eyes. She then lowered her head and looked down between her legs. She could see her aunt Janie sliding up between her legs and positioning herself below her pussy. Janie raised her head and with an out-stretched tongue began to lick and suck the flowing juices from her pussy. As Annie moaned in ecstasy, Janie skillfully licked, sucked, and fingered Annie young, almost hairless pussy. Annie thought to her self, what more could she ask for - she had a cock up her ass and her beautiful, sexy aunt eating her pussy. Annie raised her head back to her mother's ass cheek and continued to watch and enjoy the smells of sex in her mother's buttfucking. Once again these smells were turning her on and driving her higher and higher in her perverted ecstasy. She was becoming so intently aroused that her head was getting dizzy. "Fuck that doggie my little slut!" Maria said as she watch the dog humping her daughter's ass while her sister ate her pussy. "That's it sis, suck her sweet baby pussy, and maybe she'll let her buttfucking lover cum in your mouth," Maria blurted out wildly - sexually crazed by the consuming anal ecstasy she was experiencing. "Tell me sis, what does my daughter's sweet young pussy taste like? I have often wondered. Oh, maybe some night she'll let me suck between her legs and taste her juices," Marie lewdly questioned as she watched Annie's face grow more excited. "Oh, yes mommie! Please come to my room at night and taste my pussy! Let me cum all over your pretty face. Please come! I'll let you sit on my face and I'll suck your ass like I did for you a while ago," Annie eagerly pleaded. Annie's filthy sexual offers pushed Maria over the edge. "Oh god I think I'm cumming! Ohhh yeaaa! Fuck my ass hard!" Maria shouted as she humped back against the massive cock in her ass. She could tell by his increased stroke that her animal was about to cum as well. Annie was also starting to cum. Janie sensed this and began to lick and finger her pussy more and more vigorously. Annie felt so hot and horny she would do anything. She was so excited feeling a dog's cock up her ass as she watched and sniffed the smells of her mother's anal splendor. "Oh mommie, I'm cumming too! That horse's cock looks so good pumping in and out of your ass. Ohhh god, I'm so horny! I'll do anything you want me to do," Annie confessed as she stared lustfully at the horse's cock. She had but one perverted desire on her mind. "Anything mommie! Let me prove it to you! Ask me mommie! Just ask me to do it and I will!" "Oh yes baby, I know what you want and need! Do it! Do it, my little slut! Go ahead, pull that cock out of my ass and suck it off! Suck off my anal cum and swallow his load! Quickly now before he cums," Maria said as she peaked her orgasm and began to cum. That was it. Annie heard the command she wanted to hear. An incredible rush of perverted lust overtook her as she reached forward and pulled the massive cock from her mother's ass and stuck it straight into her hungry little mouth. The horse's cock was so big she could only get a little more than the head in her mouth. As soon as she got the cock in her mouth and tasted her mother's ass, Annie could feel herself starting to cum. Annie vigorously pumped the horse's cock with her hand and licked it up and down like she would a popcycle. As she licked and sucked the flavor of her mother's ass from the huge cock, she could feel it swelling bigger and bigger. She realized the horse was also going to cum. Annie opened her mouth, held the horse's cock in front of her face, and continued to pump it. Suddenly the massive cock exploded with its first load of cum, splashing Annie across the face. Then another load that hit Annie square in the mouth. Annie closed her mouth and swallowed the hot cum. She then opened up again only to catch the third load in her mouth and down her chin. Annie wrapped her lips around the head of the horse's cock and continued to pump his slimy tool as she drank down the rest of his hot loads. Annie was really enjoying the taste of the horse's cum. It was such a wild experience, sucking off a horse while getting fucked in the ass by a dog. She could feel her ass muscles tighten and her head spinning as she began to cum. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" she moaned with every stroke of the dog's cock and every wave of her orgasm. On and on she came. Wave after wave of orgasm. Annie was getting so light headed that she collapsed to her elbows and eventually black out as the dog continued to fuck her ass. The next morning Annie awoke in her bed. As usual, she had a finger in her ass, only this time she remember everything that happened.
bestiality/unrestrained-sex.txt	Date: Fri, 6 Dec 2019 21:06:46 +0000 From: "out-cast@hotmail.com" <out-cast@hotmail.com> Subject: Unrestrained Sex I don't know the guy, but when he approaches, I know what he wants. Instinctively. It is visible in his manner, I can almost smell sex on him. Of course, when a man approaches you after dark near a remote rural cruising spot, it isn't difficult to guess what his intentions are. "Hey, lovely," he says, confirming my suspicions. I turn towards him. Not replying, but signalling my interest nonetheless. He is cute, young though, not a child or even adolescent anymore, but younger than most men I have been with. Well-build, his tight clothes betray a good set of legs, nice definition to his chest and shoulders. Probably not a body-builder � I can overpower him in an instant if I so wish � but he looks strong enough to endure my attentions once I get going. I fall for guys. It is ironic therefore that in everyday life I mostly seem to attract females, women fawning over me, falling in love with me. Girls wanting to expend all their love on me, even if I don't reciprocate their devotion. They think I am a grumpy old man, but in truth I just love guys, their beautiful, gracefully sleek bodies, their musky smell, and especially their unrelenting overwhelming sex-drive. "Are you up for some action, gorgeous?" In response, I step forward and press myself against his chest, looming over him. He wraps his arms tightly around my neck in return, pushing his face into the nape on my neck and inhaling deeply with a groan of satisfaction. He grinds himself against my leg and I can feel his erection rubbing against me. The feeling of this young man against my skin, inviting me, makes my balls contract. My belly dissolves in butterflies and I can feel my cock starting to react. Fuck, I want this so much. I push the boy down onto his knees. Not that that takes much effort as he drops readily enough, eager to get his hands onto my manhood. He massages my balls and grabs my growing cock just behind the head. "Fuck, you're big!" I know I am and I am proud of it, even if it does put men off sometimes. Not this kid though. He rubs and massages me until I am rock hard, my long cock slapping against my belly when he lets it slip from his grasp. His lips seal themselves around my dickhead as he tries to take as much of me into his throat as possible. He's good at this. I have to let him get on with things, try to stop myself from thrusting my monster deep into his gullet. With his mouth and both hands he services my cock and balls, licking, rubbing, sucking and kneading. His tongue traces me from piss-slit to balls; the lad groans with pleasure as he sticks his nose between my balls and inhales deeply. His attentions keep on coming, too much too soon. I do not want to erupt now, not yet. I step back from the guy to take him out of his reverie. It seems to work, as he gets up from his knees and looks around. "There, that's perfect," he says, "come!" I follow him to the massive tree stump in the corner of the field. There the kid drops his pants and bends over, offering me his backside. Two pert perfect globes flanking the puckered hole that promises so much. I run my tongue along the crack, probing the hole, teasing the lad, who's trembling with anticipation and fear. When he is slick with saliva, I line up my long fat cock to his taut arse. "Please, be gentle with me." Smoothly, I push my big head between his cheeks, increasing the pressure as his butthole begins to yield. He's so tight! A virgin, perhaps?! I am starting to worry I may not fit. Not that I am going to give up on this fuck that easily. The guy pants and groans as I force his ring to open further and further, until suddenly my engorged dickhead breaks through the defences and the first four or five inches of my meat punch into him. He yelps in shock. Shaking with excitement, but still in control � just � I hold still to allow him to adjust, only for a few moments. I revel in the sensation of his arse gripping my shaft like a vice, I love feeling the warm velvety inside of his gut stretched around my fat dickhead. As his breathing eases, I lean in and slowly sink ever more of my cock into him. The lad groans with anguish the deeper I go. I don't want to hurt him, or at least not more than I need to. "Slowly, please," he pleads. I comply, my rod delicately probes into him inch by inch, past the inner barrier and into his gut. Short tender strokes that rub along his prostrate. He shudders with pleasure and starts to relax. "Oh yes! Oh God, that's it. Careful! Careful ... oh dear God! That's good." Ten inches in, about half way, my self-control finally breaks. My strokes turn to thrusts. Longer, deeper, harder. Another three inches deeper in a single thrust, the lad squeals panicky. The next drive goes two inches deeper again and he screams now, but it's too late, I can no longer control my actions. With two more mighty thrusts, I bottom out inside him, all 20 massive inches of fat cock impaling the guy. I am fucking him with long deep lunges, hammering his belly so hard he recoils against the tree stump. My balls bounce off his backside every time I slam the entire length of my fuck-pole into his body, driving the air from his lungs. I can feel the pressure building inside my balls, not much longer now. He's stopped pleading with me, just sobbing and muttering encouragement to himself now between his panting. My first shot of cum floods his gut. "Ah, yes! Oh that's it, fill me ... ooh hell, so much!" I continue to fuck his arse while three or four more bursts deposit over a pint of cum inside him. The pumping action of my fat, tightfitting cock drives my juice deep into his innards. "So much, too much ... Oh my ... Oh fuck!" A few more thrusts, less frantic now. A few more contractions of my almost empty balls. His anguished cries ease. And then it's over. My cock, already deflating, slips from him. I lower my front legs from the tree stump onto the ground and step back. There's a patch of particularly lush grass a couple of yards away; I stroll over and leisurely nibble at it. From the corner of my eye I watch the lad. He's still lying on the stump, sobbing and laughing alternately. His hole gapes shamelessly. Seconds ago, it had been stretched to within an inch of its life by my massive horse cock. Cum streams down his legs into the trousers around his ankles. It takes him five minutes to regain enough strength to stand upright, swaying, and pull up his soaked pants. Gingerly he walks over and pats my neck. I lick the tears from his cheek and nuzzle his chest, storing the sweaty musky smell of unrestrained sex in my memory. "I'll be back," he promises, "when I've recovered from tonight. Soon! The next time it will be even better."
bestiality/lord-titan.txt	Date: Wed, 25 Oct 2006 00:25:04 -0700 (PDT) From: granger777_23831@yahoo.com Subject: (B~horse, zoo) This story (the first of several that I intend to write) is about a young man's sexual encounter with his horse. It is purely fictional, and any distinct resemblance to any other stories, events, characters, or animals is merely coincidental. On the other hand, I would love nothing more than to personally recreate as much of this experience as possible (the sex, anyway), so if anyone has any informed advice/assistance to offer on accomplishing this goal in southern CA, please share! Of course, general comments are welcome as well. E-mail: granger777_23831@yahoo.com. I came awake slowly, as warm and comfortable as if I lay abed in my own lodge at Hot Spring Camp. Instead, I was wrapped in my bedroll, nestled in a protected hollow on a hillside at the edge of the eastern highlands. My nostrils were filled with the fragrance of the dry leaves that blanketed the ground around me. Just beyond the scrubby live oaks below, a vast prairie stretched to the horizon like an ocean of liquid gold that shimmered in the wind. The grassland is home to the myriad clans of horse-bound warriors of which I am but one of thousands. I had just marked my sixteenth name-day, and I was sent out on my first solo ranging with no one for company but an ill-tempered mahogany-colored stallion selected for me by the council of elders. It was my mission to establish the bond with "my" horse that would signify my coming of age and enable us to ride and fight as one being; an ideal combination of human intelligence and equine strength. Though all the warriors of my clan had been through the same ritual, none were permitted to speak of their experiences; though the outcome always appeared to be the same: both man and beast were forever changed. Bonded horses seemed to acquire some semblance of human wisdom which would make it inappropriate to corral them with the common herd. The men, in turn, would dote upon their mounts with as much, if not more, affection than that which they shared with their wives and children. As one who had only witnessed other men with "their" horses, I found the arrangement quite idyllic and would frequently daydream about the day I would finally realize my own such partnership. Yet as the brilliant light of the morning sun dispelled the last remnants of my sleepiness, I began to think more rationally about my situation; the fact that I had been gone nearly two weeks with nothing to show for it, save for a dwindling sack of supplies that would soon force me to return to my clan in shame, a dejected boy on his obstinate horse. It was a lost cause with this beast. In truth he possessed a wild heartfire that, it seemed, no man could tame. As I approached the stallion to throw on the saddle blanket, I shot him a glare as if to convey the angry sentiment that this was all his fault. Yet even in my silent rage, the horse's rugged beauty and dignified posture gave me pause. Perhaps it was the luxuriant wave of his shadowy mane as he tossed his head in greeting, or the intensity of his gaze making quite clear that, as he saw it, he was inferior to no one. I only know that, as had happened on several occasions over the past few days, I was compelled to admire him. Standing nearly 18 hands at the shoulder, this horse was a natural-born warrior in truth; all sleek muscle, bulging at all the right places to outline a massive frame. Maybe the unseasonably comfortable weather had something to do with it. Or perhaps I had spent too much time alone with this untamed beast. Next thing I knew, I had peeled off my riding leathers and stripped down to my soft rabbit skin breechclout. "It's a perfectly fine day to ride with the sunshine on my skin," I thought pragmatically. Yet I found myself making no move to reach for the saddle blanket, or even to pack my clothes, which lay strewn about. This time, instead of choosing to ignore me in that vain manner of his, the stallion approached with a purposeful gait, regarding me as calmly as if he were my own...or, rather, as if I were HIS own. As he drew closer, I couldn't help but admire the finer details of the stallion's body: the well-defined curvature of his haunches, the way his shiny coat caught the golden light of the morning sun...and the blunt, oversized member that hung loosely from between his hind legs. Even as I watched, the horse's black cock expanded rapidly, growing to nearly a foot in length, although it still wobbled and bounced limply as he shifted his weight from one leg to the other. The peculiar arousal I sometimes felt when straddling him was suddenly upon me. Despite myself, I reached out to stroke the stallion's neck. He flinched slightly at my touch but otherwise remained still. As I ran my hand along his smooth flank, the horse's breathing became deeper, more audible. Looking down, I noticed that his member had grown rigid and had risen somewhat to form an angle against his belly. Before I knew it, my own breathing had intensified. Visibly shaking with nervousness and excitement, I brushed my fingertips over the horse's smooth round rump, noting how his tail flicked with anticipation as my hand passed close by. Curiosity and a deep longing easily won out over any scrupulous inhibitions I might have had as I ran my fingers down the stallion's side toward that engorged member, which was now fully three times as long as the most prodigious human cock I had ever seen. Already, copious amounts of pre-cum issued forth in a steady steam like a glistening string that occasionally reached the ground before it broke and started anew. I started to lower myself to a kneeling position when a deep, rumbling voice filled my head with the power of a landslide. I detected no words, indeed, no sound; yet all the same, I perceived a steady hum of contentment, which I could only suppose was the stallion expressing his pleasure through our newly established bond! Momentarily shocked by my sudden awareness of the horse's sentience, I bolted upright in sheepish alarm. But the voice only assumed a more soothing tone, somehow assuring me that it was okay to continue my exploration. Eager to test the possibilities of this newly formed connection with my horse, I mentally conveyed the thought, "What would you have me do?" "For starters, just try using your hands," the stallion responded in his now familiar voice, though it seemed unsteady, as if he, too, were consumed by the same nervous excitement that had me shivering and breathing audibly. I nodded and once again ran my hand along his flank, my fingertips enjoying the feel of his smooth coat. At this point, the stallion's rigid cock was throbbing so violently that it thumped against his underside, flinging streams of pre-cum all over his belly and the ground below. My heart was pounding as it only does when I make ready to cross a significant sexual frontier, and for brief moment, I could not bring myself any closer. Sensing my hesitation, the horse turned his broad neck, and looked at me with an encouraging nod and a gentle whinny. Knowing for a certainty that he wanted it, I lowered myself to my knees, tracing my fingers along the crook where his right haunch met his equine torso, down toward the ultimate object of my desire. With my left hand, I pulled the horse's cock toward me, while my right hand caught a fresh spurt of pre-cum and slathered it all over the head. Compared with a human's, the head on the stallion's cock was more blunt and flattened, and, for all its length, the shaft was proportionally thinner, though, at nearly 3 inches, this beast still boasted a greater girth than any man I had ever seen. As the crystalline fluid continued to flow from the fissure, I repeatedly collected it in my hand to smear on the shaft until the entire length was shiny and slick with it. Then with both hands, I massaged that massive horsey dick and was rewarded with occasional grunts of pleasure along with an increased flow. For a while, I simply enjoyed the sturdy feel of the stallion's rod in my palms, and the way it occasionally jumped as if trying to break free from my grasp. The skin was surprisingly soft and supple, stretching up and down with the motion of my hand. Suddenly, the swollen sac hanging at the base of his shaft caught my attention, and I reached one hand over to explore it. One of his testicles easily filled the palm of my hand, so I delicately cupped and fondled the one for a while before moving on to the other. The horse nickered eagerly and leaned forward on his hind legs, his rump bucking ever so slightly as I did my best to stimulate all his sex organs at once. But seeing his pleasure only made want to please him more, so I repositioned myself directly beneath his rapidly heaving belly, such that my face was mere inches from the tip of his dick. Overcoming another moment's hesitation, I leaned in and took a tentative taste, relishing the feel of the thick fluid as it ran down my tongue. Then I boldly gave the head a good, thorough cleaning, though I was rather pleased to see that, when I stopped, a new gush of pre-cum immediately dribbled forth from the slit. By that point, the horse was shaking with anticipation (as was I), and I suddenly realized it was time to finish him off. With one hand stroking his shaft (the other pulling my own dick out from under my loinskin and jerking it fiercely), I took the entire head in my mouth and worked the underside with my tongue. In just a few seconds, my mouth had filled with his pre-cum, causing me to swallow a load before he came. Yet soon enough, the stallion's increasingly frequent mental moans of pleasure melded into one drawn out ecstatic roar, and his cock swelled to even greater size, forcing me to back off a little. "Yes, ranger, that's it!" his voice impacted my thoughts so forcefully that I was certain the rest of the world felt it. "Here it is!" A second later, I felt his cock convulse in my hand and my mouth was instantly filled with the horse's heady seed, even as my mind was filled with his throaty cries. No sooner had I swallowed this first batch than a second wave, infinitely more forceful than the first, issued from the fissure in a lengthy, sustained stream that forced my cheeks outward and leaked from the corners of my mouth. I was nearly overwhelmed, on the verge of gagging. Wanting to take as much as possible, I swallowed what I could of the horse's salty, bitter juice, but the third wave came to soon, forcing me to open my mouth while streams of cum flowed down my chin and onto my own cock, which was eager to add its seed to the mix. For the remainder of the horse's colossal orgasm, I simply closed my eyes, opened my mouth, and let the horse spray his seed wherever he would. Hot spurts of cum continued to streak across my face and in my mouth while I savored the pungent, tingling aftertaste and the musky scent that completely filled my sinuses. Reveling in the sensation of being covered in thick, sticky horse spunk, I expelled my own load with what must have been my most intense orgasm ever. When I finally opened my eyes, I took in the glistening white sheen that covered my torso, legs, and cock, and I was randomly amused by the thought of my own miniscule ejaculation, lost somewhere in the milky pools that covered the ground. The horse's cock had already softened and was shrinking before my eyes, though it still hung down a good ten inches as the last of his load oozed out. As the moment faded, a mild wave of shame washed over me, and I stood to regard my new companion and see how he felt about what had just happened. However, I only continued to receive that gentle rumble of contentment, and as I approached his head (the one with eyes and ears), he turned and gave me an affectionate--and most uncharacteristic--lick across the face. Instinctively, I leaned in and patted his neck just below the mane while he continued gently licking my cheek and planting tender love bites on the side of my throat, just above my shoulder. "I like you, ranger," his voice informed me. "You may call me Lord Titan."
bestiality/my-horse-sense.txt	Date: Wed, 7 Mar 2007 19:43:57 -0800 (PST) From: midblue2002@yahoo.com Subject: My Horse Sense All appropriate warnings apply to those who do not wish to view a story about intense human male sex with male horses need only to leave now. This is my first erotic story that I have ever undertaken and hope to fill many men's hands and mouths with their own sperm in the hope of richly rewarding this craven appetite for horse sperm, horse scents, and even intense horseshit eating. These are my fantasies and I hope you like them. This story is intended for a very specific audience and should not be forced upon anyone who does not wish to view it. At the end I will include my current e-mail address that you can write to me what you think about my incursion into this hot and craven subject. Part One I visited my uncle's farm in western Nebraska every summer from 1967 to 1972 when I left my own home town and ventured off to college. But for a brief few years I lived my fantasies that began early in me at the age of nine. I thought I was normal in everyway. I liked goofing off like any kid in grammar school. But at age nine I began noticing the horse in the field opposite from the schoolyard where I attended the sixth grade. At first during recess I would casually glance at it and hardly could know the adventure in horses I was to have for the rest of my life. After school one summer day I walked across the road and lazily hung myself on a wooden fence that separated the field from the road. That first time I knew so little about horses that I barely knew what I was looking at as I saw the horse's cock almost reaching to the ground as it munched on summer grass. It was taking its time but soon it noticed me and started wandering slowly over to where I was sitting. I had absolutely no idea what to expect but I got suddenly very nervous, but in a good way. To me the horse was huge, twice my height and this added to the fact of my overall ignorance had me looking upon this great beast with awe and admiration. I quickly realized that I was looking at its cock swaying back and forth more than I was looking at the horse itself. Soon in my childish world the horse came to be symbolized by the massive balls and undulating cock. I knew what my cock was and I rationalized that my own uncut dick must be used for the same thing on the horse, but his was bigger by ten, twenty, fifty, fold. I started visiting the field almost everyday after school and would spend at first a half hour there but soon this expanded to an hour and finally during junior high school to two hours everyday during the hot summer months. I was noticing a change in my own body and took a great liking to my own sweat during this time. I would suck the sweat off the back of my hands and then started collecting it from my chest and greedily sucking it into my mouth. For many of those first times lovingly staring at my special friend I never got closer than fifteen feet, so I never really got a good whiff of the beast. I was liking my own sweat better and better though and soon I was collecting the smelly resin from my crotch and under my balls and sucking it into my mouth as I followed the horse with my eyes and filled my mouth and nose with my own youthful stench. Wondering all the while what the horse might smell like underneath, by its balls; I would daydream and I guess lust heavily with my eyes. I was too far away to see the sweat there so I started fantasizing what it might smell like and my intense desire to find out for sure grew inside me. One day with no apparent reason in my mind I suddenly jumped down from the fence that I had been straddling for so long and I sat down on the ground just inside the field where he was grazing. I was at first scared, I was only nine and this huge critter could have stomped me into the ground in an instant if it wanted to. I stayed still on the ground for many minutes; with little to do initially I casually smelled my ripe armpits, they always got me excited. And the more my lust was aroused the more I wanted something to happen. That first time I was in the field absolutely nothing happened, well, except for the things my brain was teaching my crotch and certainly vice-versa. I viewed the horse and he never even looked at me. Just went on its way grazing as I urgently wanted to smell the object of my growing lustful desire. My imagination was nothing if not going into full gear by this age and by the third time I slipped over the fence he noticed me. He had grown quite accustomed to my being on the fence, but when he noticed me sitting on the ground he slowly lifted his head and then kind of pitched forward with one of his hooves. Then he started moving closer to me and quite suddenly I was petrified with fear. What if it didn't like me and tried to hurt me? These and other questions started popping into my head, but I was so amazingly excited that I knew I wouldn't leave that spot until I'd have my first chance at being close to him. I was determined that I would smell his body or not leave that day until I could. It was a terribly hot August day and my own sweat was dripping from every pore. I started to sniff myself in all the places I enjoyed so much. First under my arms and then I put my hands down my denim cut-offs and cupped my balls and then pushed the sweat that had collected in my hands into my mouth and especially up underneath my nose to inhale.. It was familiar, it was hot and sweetly youthful sweat that I had been sucking into my nose for quite sometime. In its way it was my first drug of choice and it almost never failed to get me intoxicated where it fueled my lust. And my lust was about to grow by leaps. Without my knowing what to do he started coming over to me. My panic changed into excitement as I waited for this long awaited encounter. Soon I was able to see his great size as he moved closer, again my fear was heightened, but I knew I wasn't going anywhere until I had my first taste of horse sweat. I imagined it would be a lot like mine. Sweet with a rancid build-up that I allowed to fester for a few days at a time. My sweat was so good to me that I fantasized that the horse' would smell just like mine, maybe stronger, there being more of it. And then it happened, he must have been still three or four feet from me, when a small gust of wind drove his scent into my nostrils for the first time. It was a lot stronger than mine and smelled distinctly like hay. As he got closer suddenly he stopped and it was almost within reach, but I had practiced in my head what I would do at this moment and I almost reacted naturally. I stayed very still and reached out my sweat coated hand, that I had just wiped under my arms, and I slowly placed it in front of his mouth. He sniffed my hand and then he licked my hand and by this time I was close enough to smell its rich horny flavor. This was beyond my greatest ability to imagine as the wind wafted its odor up into my nose again and again. I began huffing in a animal sort of way and started my journey into the scent and odor of this beautiful colossal animal. This animal for the next two years would become my constant companion and I gently started whispering to it and thus began my ascent into Horse sex. I wouldn't ever be disappointed and in fact my perversion grew into almost an obsession and I was to love every second of it. But at our first meeting I stood profoundly still and made no moves while it sniffed me and soon it was nuzzling my armpit for more of my body stink. It seemed to like the salty drink and I carefully lifted my arm, so he had better access to my underarm. And he slathered a big pile of saliva into my armpit and I discovered that day what beast heaven was all about. My senses were reeling with his scent and his gentle noises as he continued to eat grass off the floor of the field. I too was on the ground and soon he was nuzzling against me, against my cut-offs and the ground. And then it happened that I thought I wanted to remove my shorts and see what he would do. I pulled my denim jeans down and pushed them around my ankles and started rubbing my cock and it suddenly started growing but there was a definite beginnings of a vibration in me that would later clarify itself into feelings of absolute lust for this wonderful animal... I wasn't just horny while sniffing this horse I began to sense it was more intense than anything I felt when I smelled myself. I remember thinking I'm going to have so much fun being with this horse. For the next two years it became my world. I thought about him 24/7 as the saying goes. Trying to examine and place the new feelings that were growing within me. Life started that day to be very good. It was that day that I not only sniffed and savored my first horse sweat, but I also reached out and began a career of learning how this beauty loved to be petted. I petted his face and rubbed my hand up and down his fore legs. He never bolted, he never even seemed to be concerned that I was there at all. My being at the fence for so many previous days certainly put it at ease with me. He munched grass and from time to time would nuzzle up against me and I soon put my face next to his and took my first whiffs of his hot breath. It never occurred to me that his breath would be hot, but it was and when he licked my hand or nuzzled my bottom near the ground I caught whiffs of that horse breath that was to fire my imagination in so many return visits and later, as I got older my own masturbatory dream states. I cannot convey accurately just how important my sense of smell would become in my fantasy life, and my life with horses in general. Their scent always start me lusting, whether its their piss wafting over me, or their sperm that I would learn to guzzle, the smell; the smell of their assholes would cause rivers of cum to spurt from me in later years. But on this first meeting I smelled its sweat, very rancid, and its sweet breath, both wonderful in their own way. For some reason things began to follow one thing after another. The horse had left a trail of saliva dripping down from my right armpit and suddenly I knew that I had to taste its spittle. I licked it rather tentatively and then with my tongue I scooped the spit into my mouth and swished it around. It was very cool, because the wind had begun to evaporate the liquid, but I gobbled it into my mouth and knew that I wanted more. It was then and there that I began such a wonderful series of rituals that would only become more intense the more I bonded with this huge animal. I would huff my breathing next to its mouth as he munched his grass and I would drink it in. I started licking his hairs, first on its legs and then more boldly its muzzle, and on right next to its mouth. And then I slowly stood up. At my rising he lifted his head and pushed against me lightly with his head. I patted him gently and realized my exposed cock was right in his line of sight and suddenly my cock was up against his flesh. I intuitively knew that rubbing my cock and slowly fisting it into my palm was the order of business to follow. I slowly jacked my cock as I ran my wet tongue along its mane for the first time. I slowly pierced his hair on his mane with my face and tongue and tried to lick against the pinkish skin underneath the hairs. I was being playful and my pleasure would only escalate in return visits; me ever more bold, still conscious of its size and strength. Suddenly he pushed his face into mine and I was suddenly tonguing inside his mouth, outlining his teeth with my small gyrating tongue. This sent electricity through my body as my young maleness began to assert its hold over my perversions. I was licking in and around inside his mouth and he didn't seem to mind one bit. Surely this horse was here for my pleasure and I would never abuse the trust that he began to show on that first day. In my young mind I was learning to equate love with lust, and my lust was centered in my penis, fueled by my senses. I took my tongue out of his mouth and began to give him long careful licks along his mane and then it happened I noticed his cock underneath him. And I at ten years of age began my descent into beast sex. I was so hooked by then and those feelings have never left me, only intensified as I thought up new and more lustful things to do. I chose not to go any lower on the horse and for the rest of that afternoon I contented myself with smelling its mane, its breath and of course, its intoxicating sweat. Part Two I went back to my uncle's farm that day and I fisted my boy cock all nightlong. I did my chores and entered the house washed up and ate supper and then flew to my room after assuring the adults that I had homework to do. That night the only thing I did was to relive over and over again those smells, the excitement, the wonder of my special friend accepting me as his friend. I didn't even take a shower that night so badly did I want to hold onto the odors that were now mingled with my own. I gloried in my new found perversion and it simply never occurred to me that anything could be wrong when it felt so wonderful. I was rationalizing my young self into full acceptance of this glorious pastime. At that age I hadn't even experienced my first ejaculation, that would come a few months later alongside my horse lover. It was the middle of September and I stood giving my horse long sweet whispers that I first experienced a shuttering within my penis and again my ignorance was full tilt, but I kept thinking about my horse and how to breathe in his unique odors when my cock started hurting and shaking. I suddenly grew concerned and if I had had an older sibling around he might have explained to me what was going on, but out there in the field I was helpless before my raging uncut cock. I had my hand firmly around its circumference and I was rubbing it furiously. Suddenly my whole groin shuttered and liquid started shooting out of my dick and I knew it wasn't piss. It was clear at first and then slightly milky colored and it felt glorious. My knees started to buckle and I found myself quickly sitting on the ground as I felt the waves go through and through me again. As I came for the first time in my life I was at my horses' side on the ground shaking. At the same time I was experiencing my first afterglow of youthful lust, I noticed that the horses' cock was fully extended, and now with that rush freshly in my mind I touched my lust. It was like nothing I could have imagined. First I just brushed the back of my hand against its velvety skin and then with more purpose, more obvious lust I used the front of my hand and went up along the shaft for a short distance and felt it shudder. The education that followed was like nothing that can be learned from school or books, or people, it was horse cock against my flesh and I would never be the same. I was close to its underbelly and my hands started gently going up and down the length of it. The velvetiness of it was curious, but the smell was pure adrenaline. My breathing increased as I continued to stroke its grand dick. I began a study that would continue for years as I closely looked at the flayed head and how it flattened out near the tip. Its hard to believe now as I remember back on this, but it never occurred to me to lick it. Not yet, not right then. I was completely satisfied just caressing it, feeling and huffing breaths close to it so I could fill my lungs with his scent. My horse scent education took a leap forward that day and it was ushered in by my first orgasm. I was in heaven, didn't know what heaven was but knew then and there that this feeling pursuing me would only grow through the years and it has hardly ever waned. I didn't use my tongue, but continued to ply my hands gently up and down the whole length. It was at least eighteen inches long and almost scraped the ground as I used my hands to investigate its secrets. It was so smooth, I marveled at how anything could be so satiny. I got so close to it with my head that I could have easily have licked it, but that was not for this day. No, I was so close to it because I was huffing in great breaths of air right next to its length and my intoxication was almost complete. I have noted before how my sense of smell was my first awakening into the world of sex and love and pleasure. I was quite happy to breathe deeply and put my face right next to the shaft without touching it with my tongue. It seemed such an earthy hay sort of essence and I was drugged up. Soon I was running my face along the shaft as far up as I could from my sitting position. My nose was caressing the shiny shaft and my horse was making a soft neighing sound, but that was all. There was no way for me at that time to portend how he was feeling, so my own lusts filled in the question marks. I reasoned, and rightly so that my friend was enjoying this treatment nearly as much as I was giving to him with my face, my nose, my breath. The ten year old in me saw this whole episode and I knew it was fantastic. It was then, a moment later, while I was busily running my face along its cock and loving it that something happened that has been with me through all the years since. Suddenly and to my utter astonishment it started pissing, and what a gush of urine it was. His cock started flaying around a bit as hot salty rancid liquid started cascading into my face and into my now gaping mouth. Before I had tasted his horse cock, I was being showered with his piss. My head started getting dizzy, so delirious had I become. This was a brand new smell and it was intense. The intensity seemed to increase as the liquid kept spraying me. I was certainly not prepared for this and the surprise of it made me giggle. I sat there on the ground and was amazed at this hot liquid raining down over my head and quickly drenching me. My whole body was wet in seconds and the stuff was in my mouth, my eyes, most certainly all over my young chest and dripping down all over me. I sat there and quite literally drank in the experience. This unexpected thrill was getting my cock hard all over again. With my cock drenched with smelly horse urine I began anew the pumping of my dick with my hands that were now free. In about twenty seconds while his gusher was still falling my cock stiffened and exploded again. My second orgasm of my life came at my horse' pee. I was loving it; associating that smell with the wonderful youthful explosion and learning there to never separate those feelings in my mind. I was suddenly and for the rest of my life hooked on horse urine; a constant source of pleasure in my years of carnal lust since that time. There is no way to accurately describe that shuddering orgasm and that smelly wetness and the two coincided to bring me off to my second explosive jerk-off. As I said before I very much aware of how good life was. I licked the piss from my arms and pooled the wet hot water into the space between my young cock and my balls. I rubbed it into my skin and was learning how to love horse sewage, which until I had tasted horse shit was my most intensely pleasurable odor for me. Until I pursued my lust to the point many months later, the following year to be exact, of going into his asshole with my tongue and my nose, urine was the greatest odor by far. It would be months after putting my face into its rear door that I first tasted semen, horse sperm. After the smell and taste of shit, sperm became my fascination, my lustful passion. I learned to crave the horses' shit and the rich concentrated form of its sperm. It was so nasty that its introduction into my mouth sent me into three concussive blasts of my own semen. That was to be at twelve years of age and I grew really fond of suckling its horny cock and praying for the urine to spray me, to fill me up with both lust and a heady scent. I wish I could convey how important smell is to sex between man and horse. The horse loves the many scents that I have to offer and my pleasure was assured when my nose was filled with nasty horse smells. The urine that I massaged into my face and dribbled into my mouth and down my throat was all encompassing at that age; it was the best. Even as I write this my own body stink assails me. As much as possible I try to avoid deodorant and colognes; preferring my natural stink to that of a gentler society. Having sex with guys in the years to come when I sought out companionship for my brand of sex-horse sex- with one or two other horny guys was always best when a good healthy man stink was present. I had learned sex with the power of smell and I tried like hell to maintain this aspect of pleasure with guys and horses. I was such a pervert by then loving horses far more than I would ever be able to love people, I settled into a comfortable piss, semen and later especially the horses' shitty entrails hanging from its rosebud of a stinky ass. Nothing assailed my sense of smell like a steamy pile of horse shit. It took me a long time to try it and to learn to love it, but I did; it was inevitable. The smells of my horses were paramount. In years to come I would enjoy the smell of a completely unwashed man and have even tried both piss showers and eating human shit, but no human smell has ever gotten me off the way a heady horse piss or its fragrant shit assails my lust. Many guys would gag with the overpowering scents of horseplay, but I just wish that the scent was stronger and stronger. Its why I took up horse shit-eating and I've never regretted it. But in this first year of my horse sex things were pretty tame compared to later years. I enjoyed immensely my trips out to that field and enjoyed my horse friend almost non-stop for three years to come and in that time I was coming a lot. Sometimes my sperm coated hand would gently find its way to my friends nose and often times he would gently lick my semen into his mouth. But I want to write next about my eventual destiny, that of tasting and craving his semen. Horse sperm is like few things on this planet and early on I just knew that I'd never get my fill. I'd always find room for volley after volley of this precious liquid. I found many ways to excite myself into explosive eruption time and again by the simple act of guzzling horse semen. In college I worked at a horse farm in Wyoming and after college I made my way in the world by being as close as I could to as many horses as I could. Through it all and now in my middle forties I can proudly say, with a slightly adolescent grin, that I've swallowed more horse sperm than most female horses ever have a chance of getting up their twat. It was the first week of seventh grade, I had just turned twelve and was participating in heavy horseplay with my friend of the previous two years. I considered myself an expert at swallowing horse piss and curiosity had already gotten the best of me and I had nuzzled my nose into his asshole, but had only done that once. This was instantly so nasty that the lust factor of it was almost off the chart. I quickly stroked myself to a head pounding orgasm. (I was jerking my cock about seven times a day by seventh grade and was trying to up this number when I started a lazy jerk-off session with the horses' cock.) Did I know that I was going to send him into an orgasm? No, it hadn't worked out that way for the several times that I had done it previously. So I began almost watching with childhood glee as my hands were around his cock and they were flying up and down the brilliant satiny length. I expected to end up just getting pissed on; this had happened many times by this time and it was always good to drink and to mix into my tanning body. During the summer in that field on hot afternoons I never wore a shirt and after only a few minutes out there I would shuck my cut-offs and allow my friend to sniff the denim crotch that was so filled with my rancid body odor. He seemed to like it a lot and I began jerking him. He brought his mouth down over the crotch of the fabric and added his own sweet saliva to my soiled pants. On occasions that occurred later I would sometimes stain my shorts with some of my shit and he loved to chew on those. But I knew that I wanted to make him cum. On that afternoon I was jerking his incredible penis and I noticed after several minutes that he was shifting his weight from side to side rather slowly. I cupped his massive balls and went underneath him and gently licked his ball sack. His balls were pendulous affairs and I bathed them with large amounts of my saliva and enjoyed the scent. His balls were heavy and I knew by now just as in my own sperm production that his balls were heavy with sperm. I nuzzled his balls from side to side and gently sucked one then the other into my horny mouth. Mixed with my body stink, my breath and sweat, I gave his ball sack a copious and rather lazy tongue and mouth bath. I noticed again how he was shifting his weight and I thought maybe he was starting to feel something and this made me increase my tempo. My hands were gripping his penis a little tighter and my mouth was all over his nuts and I was drinking in the horse' heady aroma. Suddenly his cock shook, but nothing followed. I didn't know what to think so I thought I'd go faster just the way I shake my own penis as I jerked myself off. I again increased the energy I was putting into this act of insanity, if one could possibly conceive it as that: insanity was far from my mind. My mind was filled with lust almost as it always was. This day I was watching closely his movements and again with suddenness his prick danced spasmodically. For some reason this delighted me, but I really don't think I knew for a certainty that anything other than a usual drenching was on the way. Then I started to get serious. My mouth moved from his ball sack and was lapping at his penis. I spit great gobs of spit onto it and moved my mouth up and down on one side and then just as gently onto the other side. I was used to his penis between my lips by this time and the scent was wafting nicely up my nose and into my horny brain. I was in heaven, I knew that. My mouth found the end of his penis and I slipped the flat edge into my waiting cock sucker's mouth. I removed it and gently blew on it and then put it back into my quivering receptacle. Long practice sessions had taught me to suck his cock without using my teeth and to increase and decrease the tempo and speed to what I thought must surely be driving him insane with pleasure. I didn't know it then but it was beginning to do just that. His cock was completely extended as I let it move in and out of my fucking face. He neighed a couple of times, but that wasn't unusual, and then he reared his head up suddenly and started to move backwards. He caught me a little by surprise but I was quick to catch myself and to continue my horse sex with my mouth and with my hands, but most of all with my brain. I was really getting into the sucking action in and out, up and around as my mouth made contact with his pole and his smell played havoc with my thoughts. I continued for several moments as he became increasingly agitated, I saw this as a good sign and was by now hoping for my first mouthful of horse sperm. My dreams about horse ejaculate in my mouth, how it would taste and smell were constantly on my mind. Often sucking his horse cock I had wished I could get him off, because I just knew how good it would feel for him, and how lustful my reaction would be. I had trained myself day in and day out to react to this horse with a childlike wonder. As with the first time I experienced his rancid urine, suddenly his cock began to twitch a little and my mouth was down at the tip as I was still sucking it in and out, and suddenly I felt a warm liquid filling my mouth. It quickly shot out my nose and mouth and like that first piss it was a gusher, but this time it was a sticky liquid that smelled incredible. No words can describe it, no thoughts can get inside the crustiness that would soon follow as it began to dry both on my face and upon my sweat drenched chest. But my mind was wholly centered on my mouth and what this taste and texture was doing to me. It was gushing into the back of my throat and I knew that swallowing was essential to taste the cream of my dreams. Every sense that I possessed seemed to be in use as I went into a full blown overload feeling of accomplishment and utter sexual deviancy that was to fuel a dozen orgasms in the next three days. Believe me when I say writing these words don't begin to cover the sensations that were racing through me as I found myself guzzling horse sperm for the first time. It was better than my almost accidental piss shower was and only the wafting essence of that delicious asshole could equal this feeling of utter depravity and joy that was following his first ejaculation into my young horned mouth. I was so alive, and felt so utterly depraved, my mind was saying to myself your eating horse semen, its flooding your mouth and your gulping it just as you had dreamt about so many times. Nirvana comes to mind, the highest level of heavenly possession took hold of me and the horse spunk continued to flow. I coughed and spit the tasty treat up and out through my nose and there the smell lodged and this was no rancid odor like piss, or tangy odor like shit out from his behind, this was warm wonderful sperm. People told me later after they had tasted horse spunk that it tasted kind of like bleach or like a rusty metal taste, but I had no such reaction, it was sweet and very good, every bit as good as my deviant brain had promised. I was so in love with this animal, that he would be sharing this most private act with me almost hit me like a philosophical truth. This horse was spurting his seed into my mouth and I was getting drunk on it. Love was lust, heat was good and horse sperm was the perfect act of breeding. Years later on only two occasions I actually tried to get bred up my ass by a horse cock and those times were nothing to this first act of sharing between us. Like piss several years before I now knew what this taste and smell was and I would always hold it in my brain and cause myself endless lust with it. I began smacking my lips and allowing the heady aroma to wash over me much as the milky looking substance was already playing with my senses. It became fun to use my tongue to swish the spunk around as it splashed onto my skin. I took gobs of it into my sperm covered hands and began jerking my cock with it. The sperm became, before the days of horse shit, the perfect lubricant and in the months and years that followed my cum gulping only got better with time and experience. My love for, my lust for horse sperm was now complete and the sticky substance played over me like a sea storm. I could not, I would not let this end soon and I spent several hours that afternoon, long after the spunk had dried, tasting and re-tasting my new found freedom. My lust was not just complete it was all consuming and this just had to last. That afternoon, that night and for the three days that followed I was so sexed up, so inebriated with my own perversity that I must have jacked off thirty times. Each time I shot my familiar cum into my hands I pressed it into my cock and pretended that this was horses' sperm and it pleased me literally to no end. Nobody I stayed with had any idea this was occurring and my jerking off, was all the more effective because it was secretive. I was making a reality that was being shaped with encounter after encounter with my horse lover, which by now was how I had begun thinking of him. My stallion lover was quite up for spurting his seed all over me and I began sneaking out of the house into the night to rendezvous with him and I was treated to no less than six more cum guzzling episodes that fall. Each time I lazily compared the tastes and smells with each previous load and I begin to get better at seeing the signs of his orgasm. His sperm was so special to me that I would often times lovingly offer it back into his mouth from mine, but he usually had little interest in his own semen. By the time October rolled around in my seventh grade I was experiencing the taste and texture of horse sperm at least twice a week. It wasn't enough for me but I figured that it was such an intimate loving act that I couldn't really expect it everyday. Even if that was to be my first choice. Fall grew cold and still I was out there in the field sucking him off, drinking both sperm and piss in almost buckets. I went to the farmer that owned him and asked him if I could stable him at my uncle's farm. I worked out that year that I stayed through the winter. To my utter delight everyone agreed and I was out in the barn late at night for some reason almost every night. I'd be back in by ten or so and no one was ever the wiser. I was happy and I was convinced that I was making my lover happy and life was good. One night, a Thursday I think, I had given my lover a good work-out with my hand and mouth and his sperm shot out and I gulped a mouthful and suddenly thinking an exceedingly nasty thought I took the mouthful of his semen and went behind him, lifted his tail, and forced his semen into his puckered asshole. This got me so horny that as I was pushing it in and expelling the goop I gently massaged his balls and quickly shot a load of my own into my hand and I sunk that deeply into his ass as well. My mouth and face was covered with semen and I longingly played with it and smeared it into and around his shitty covered hole. I started taking greater chances and at this time began the learning process of seriously beginning to rim his shit hole. So many times the odor made me shoot and I began to include this mouth to ass play with my own sticky semen. I don't know what he thought of this ritual, ass-eating, but I quickly worked it into my life's work; horse sex in all its smelly manifestations. My imagination during the winter of my seventh grade was nothing if not active and constantly out doing itself for perversity and effect. I would grow tired of sucking him, waiting for his sperm to gush, but that winter I absolutely never tired of having my face clean his butt-hole time and time again. For one thing I could stand while I danced my filthy tongue around inside his rectum. To suck him and get his shot of seed I had to get underneath him and this became tiresome on occasion. Ass eating was now my new found lust and I found myself experimenting with his shitty hole hour after hour after playful hour. I was now actively eating any shit that clung to his pussy lips and the puckering of his hole got me more horned than anything yet to date. Soon I had gently began inserting a finger deep into his pinkness and this was followed by my first tentative forays into fist fucking his hole, which I soon realized was easily achieved. By the following spring when I let him back into the meadow lands I had achieved many insertions that had my fist and clear on up to my elbow deeply within him without causing him any pain or discomfiture. I loved that deep wetness that encased my hand and arm and my love of his shit began to take on a life of its own. Fist fucking my lover began to consume me and it wasn't long before I had swirled my tongue around his shit as it was making its entrance from his hole to my shitty smelling mouth. This was to become a lifelong passion of mine and soon, by the following year I was expertly eating shit as it was expelled into my waiting mouth. I couldn't help but feel like a perverted monster and of course this heightened my lustful tendencies. I'd have my mouth chewing on his fresh shit and began to let it slip down my throat. Soon I was contented to know that I was now fully in love with his shit. And unlike the hit or miss nature of sperm shooting, even the occasional urine shooting, his shit was a daily affair and I loved my role of lover and sewer to my beast friend. My mouth began eating mouthfuls of stink filled sludge and I soon began to coat my dick with it while I jacked off furiously. Sometimes I would land a juicy piece of shit or two on the ground and shoot my sperm over it and first lick it clean and then finish the leftover treat. I found myself loving the smell and especially the slurry taste and I would almost worship this new found perversion. I went to his hole and waited for him to shit into my open mouth and I would spit it out onto the ground and then roll my face and head around in it. Always jacking my cock, always filling my disgusting shit stained mouth with his sometimes bloody entrails. Blood would form in this luscious stool from time to time and I came to see his discharge as a sort of dessert. Swishing the red stained shit from his stinking hole to my face and down my throat. This so horned me up I was beside myself with gleeful lust. I was finishing up my twelfth year of life and I was chewing horse shit almost everyday. In college and lately into high school I began searching for friends that I could lead into this pleasurable pursuit. It wasn't easy and I had to discover that there was sex with boys as well as with horses, but I never took to it with gusto like I did just viewing my lovers ass lips part with a sludge like rottenness. My secretions flowed on the spot every time I sniffed the butt and dug in for my daily shit. Sometimes it would shoot out and it coated my face and head like a muddy substance; sometimes it was chewy and acrid. But at all times whenever I sunk my teeth into his shit I was in so much perverted heaven. Part Three By my freshman year of high school my perversions were completely in control and I could no more have stopped them as I could will myself to stop breathing. It was part of me and I said good bye to that first horse lover my first year of high school. It seemed to me that he was sad the last time I lovingly put my tongue into his mouth and asshole as if perhaps knowing that my yearly lodgings with my uncle was coming to a close. Three weeks later as I packed my bags for that last trip home to southern Illinois where my mother and father lived, I viewed him from the road for one last time. Tears were in my eyes as I mouthed my good bye. But my experiences with him would never be forgotten only exceeded in lust factors by four or five when I broke into my own stride and moved off to college. Four years of high school was sporadic at best as my folks didn't live on a farm and though there were horses around it was difficult to setup encounters. I managed it on a couple of occasions but I would find myself at night fingering my butt and extracting my shit and depositing the filthy mass into my own mouth and I would silently mourn my first great love. My shit was a poor substitute for his shit, my cum even more shallow tasting than his cum and my fantasies were played out most often in my mind and with my increasingly strong fist. In high school my body began to mature and my scent was now stronger than I ever could have imagined it would be only a few short years before. I grew pubic hair with a stringy blackness that was a constant wonder to me. Hair under my arms grew in by my freshman year and I went out for both football in the fall and baseball in the spring. My nightly descent into my perverted images kept me company, as I was very slow to open up to the possibility of sharing my fantasies with a member of my own species. It was a difficult transition, but slowly I started warming up to a few guys on my football team. By that December I had jacked off with two separate guys and was exposed to my first feelings of intense homosexuality. I had thoughts that I could never share, so my forays into teenage boy on boy sex was slow and for the most part not very satisfying. But horniness is as horniness does and I slowly started letting the word get around to a select group of guys that girls were never going to offer me anything but failure and a vague feeling of silliness. By the end of my second year playing football I realized that I was turning into a very hunky guy and hunky guys needed a healthy outlet for sex. I chose a friend for this that was both hunkier than I, but far less sophisticated than I when it came to sexual gratification. I mean I was eating my sperm and tossing back fair amounts of my own shit while my first gay boyfriend was still disgusted by his nightly jerk-offs. His inability to just let loose really hampered my attempts at sex with him, and for a year it was very ho-hum. We kissed and I got him to piss on me and in my mouth, but any mention of scat really freaked him out. And shit was one of my most prized perversions. My shit wasn't anything like the horse shit that I remembered, but the smell and taste was usually enough to get me off-even if I had to fantasize about it alone. High school was difficult for other reasons as well. I never excelled at school and spent more and more time alone fantasizing about my lust and polishing my knob about six times a day. I would make it with my gay friend, but his unwillingness to experiment frustrated me. And I grew less and less enchanted with him and by the beginning of my junior year I broke it off with him. I think he was relieved, because my constant badgering about our boring sex was for him also frustrating. He hadn't learned to crave his own spunk and I was eating mine and my shit on a daily basis. It was a difficult time my junior and senior years. I guess by the end of our lustful relationship he saw me more or less as a freak and I didn't give him a second thought after breaking it off with him. One good thing that develop at this time was my discovery of anonymous glory hole sex. I was very adept at cock sucking and I took this to a very healthy, but albeit risky joy into my sexual repertoire. I managed to visit glory holes three or four times a week and seriously was taken by guys slopping their cum into my mouth. I never had to see them and it stoked my fantasies as I sat there sucking cock after cock. My capacity for cum was considerable at this time and I could gobble it down without any excessive baggage about their own stunted sexual development. My love of human sperm at this time became noticeable for the first time. I was swallowing twenty loads a week and sometimes more and all this spunk had me remembering my horses' sperm and I would often jack the liquid into my cock as lubricant and would blow my rocks thinking about horse sperm and horse urine and especially horse shit. The sex of that time was greatly enhanced by these long hours sitting on a john waiting for high school boys to come in and shoot their loads into my mouth. It was fun. Without it high school would have been unbearable. For a month in my junior year I got a job on a farm and it had two stallions. It was my main job to throw them hay and to clean out the barn. For the month that it lasted I managed three horse encounters, but they were quick and didn't produce any sperm, or urine for me. One time it did provide a several hour period where I indulged my fantasy before shoveling the horse manure out I took a few good mouthfuls off the barn floor, but I didn't know which horse had produced it, but the taste and smell flooded my brain with past memories and I enjoyed it immensely. For a brief time I was coating my cock with horse sludge and swallowing big mouthfuls and for a few short hours I was happy. The barn was so rich in horse scent that for a time I munched on their asses quite joyfully. Sliding the sewage down my throat and silently talking to them and wondering if any of the two knew what was going on. But the stinky sludge was appetizing and I managed to get down some sizable chunks before vomiting it back up and out onto the floor. A technique that I had come to love was eating horse shit, swallowing it down and then taking two fingers and causing my gag reflex to vomit it up, whereupon I would eat it over again with the added bile of my own stomach to ease me into a masturbatory rush. My breath absolutely stank and I loved the bile's bite as it went down again. It was an amusing month, but the farmer laid me off after only one month, even though I would gladly have continued it for free. I, of course, couldn't have explained this and so I took my leave. The rest of high school was fairly uneventful. Never dated a single girl; I just couldn't bring myself to that level of absurdity. By my senior year my parents figured I was gay, but never had an inkling as to my true imaginative lifestyle. I continued at the glory holes at several locations and continued sucking down guy sperm. And then I was nearing graduation and even though my grades weren't stellar I knew that any escape that was possible would come from me leaving home and going to college. And my thoughts and lusts turned back to Wyoming and to western Nebraska where I had spent such happy hours and days. I decided on Wyoming state university and was practically floored when the acceptance letter came. And to add a level of unreality to the whole thing I received a job offer from an animal hospital that was nearby the campus. I cleaned dog kennels and scraped out animal shit from cages. There were no horses though and it was less than satisfying. Though the constant odor of shit was in some ways pleasant to me. I couldn't bring myself to even try another kind of animal's waste and I was consoled with happy memories and my own pungent shit. Last Part At Wyoming State I majored in horse husbandry and knew that my talents lead me to the conclusion that I would make a good park ranger somewhere. A job that would, so I thought necessitate riding a horse along back trails and well, being with a horse. How could I conceive of anything else: my back round assured my acceptance into this career choice and I more than secretly hoped that it would work out. It was in my second year that an opportunity arose that once again had me experiencing a blissful encounter with several horses. I worked for two summers on a horse ranch in western Wyoming. And during this job I spent days and on occasion an entire week out alone on the range with what else, horses. These were two of my best summers since junior high and my past associations more than caught up with me. My heart still leapt as I put my hand tentatively upon a new lover's shanks and I still drank in the many odors that were so unique to every stallion. And every horses' sperm was different from the last and every stinking mouthful of shit had its own unique shade of aroma. Happiness found me and I have long thought of those two summers as finally coming home. A home I knew that I would love. Out on that range sitting atop a roan stallion I lowered my head and silently drew my tongue along its mane flowing in the wind. And when I was eye to eye with them I again whispered gentle obscenities into their ears. And with saliva dripping out of my mouth I found their mouths and I spit loving amounts of spittle into them. It was harmless horseplay and my heart soared as I realized that my lifelong ambition to spend my days on the ranges with stallions would be a reality and my nights would be breathless abandonment either quietly munching horse assholes and slicing through flavorful shit, or of getting beneath one and then another and again enjoying the steady stream of steamy piss as it cascaded against the cool night air. In the next years I paid no attention to the mares, but never took my eyes off the majestic stallions that raced in and out of my view. I again reacquainted myself with those smells, those sounds of a horse eating grass, or just passing gas as I ate out their holes once again. I was coming into my own with my lusts and these horses both wild and tamed flamed my youthful sex once more. It was easily a hundred thousand acre ranch and for days I spent time indulging my putrid habits. I kissed them as I had done so often, at times I fist fucked them and at many times I enjoyed their Cum and shit. I was at peace with my perversions and I let them have their way. For the past twenty-five years I have worked as a park ranger. I have worked in over four state parks and have since shared my bed with many men, but with far more horses. And those sights, those delicious odors just never stop assaulting my brain. I hope to have them always. My love for male horses never lessened, and only matured into a sweet and always lustful passion. The End This was my first erotic story I've ever written. E-mail me at midblue2002@yahoo.com for comments both good or ill and Maybe I'll write others. Be nice... (now if only I can figure out how to send this to Nifty!)
bestiality/jacks-descent.txt	Date: Mon, 1 Mar 2010 21:21:39 -0500 From: Eros Dreams Subject: Jack's Descent - Part One Jacks Descent - Part One http://www.erosdreams.net Harry sat back in the large leather chair, his feet up on the polished mahogany desk as he surveyed the room. Dark wood panels covered the walls of the large office, offset by a dark burgundy carpet. Between that and the leather and dark wood furniture the room had a sort of dark aura to it that even the bright lighting could not totally banish. As he turned back to the computer monitor he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror next to the door. At 6'6 he was too damn tall for most chairs but the large high backed leather computer chair fit him perfectly. The darkness of the leather made his own tan skin seem lighter than normal, and given he was buck ass naked there was a lot of skin to see. Harry snapped out of his self inspection when the door opened and his boss walked in. 5'10, lanky and pale as milk Jacks face went almost as red as his hair when he saw Harry sitting naked in his chair. As always he had his german shepherd with him , Simon, who barked happily and went to lay down in his usual corner, oblivious to the unusual scene or the outrage of his owner. "What the fuck do you think you are doing" Jack said as he slammed the door behind him. "Consider yourself fired and get the hell out before I have security throw you out." Harry just smiled and turned the computer screen around as Jack strode towards him. As the screen came into view Jack froze in his steps and went even paler which Harry thought was a neat trick. "You really should be nicer to your IT people Jack", Harry said quietly, turning the screen back towards him. "You never know what we may find laying around." Harry smiled at Jack "Like this lovely video of you." Harry glanced back at the screen where a naked Jack was on his back with his legs in the air, the dog's tongue eagerly working his balls and ass as Jack moaned and stroked his hard cock. "What do you want" Jack said quietly "however much you want, it's yours." Harry laughed and shook his head. "not that simple Jack" he said, "There are now several copies of this video stored on various servers, all set to be emailed to your biggest rivals and the major networks unless I enter in a special code every night." Harry grinned at Jack "and as long as you do whatever I say, those emails will never be sent. You can start by stripping." Jack just stared at Harry, the calculation clear in his face as he tried to think of a way out of this mess. Harry waited patiently until he saw Jacks face fall as he realized there was no way out of this one for him, and slowly began to strip. Slowly Jack stripped down to his boxers and just stood there, waiting. Harry beckoned him closer, as if he wanted to whisper in Jacks ear. As Jack bent within reach, Harry slapped him across the face as hard as he could, sending Jack reeling back in shock. "I said strip bitch" Harry growled as he stood up and stalked over to where Jack was standing, one hand on his cheek. Harry drew himself up to his full height and towered over Jack. "The next time you disobey me, or fail to offer less than full and enthusiastic service I will hit you somewhere it will hurt a lot more, got it?" In response Jack nodded and dropped his boxers as well, revealing a large uncut cock and hefty balls surrounded by a thick bush of hair so red it looked like his cock was on fire. Harry reached out and grabbed Jacks balls, squeezing until Jack let out a small cry. "I didn't hear you." Harry said, the threat plain in his voice. "Yes sir, Im sorry sir" Jack gasped as Harry applied more pressure to his nuts. "Better" Harry said as he released Jacks nuts. "Now, where were we..." Harry said as he sat back down in the chair. "Oh yes" he said as he grabbed his own cock. "Suck it" he commanded, waving his thick 8 inches at his boss. Jack walked up to the chair and stood for a moment, staring down at Harrys thick Italian meat. Then his eyes went wide as Harry grabbed his nuts again, harder this time - squeezing until tears appeared in Jacks eyes. "When I give you an order I expect it to be carried out IMMEDIATELY, do I make myself clear?" Jack nodded quickly gasping out "yes sir" and fell to his knees as soon as Harry released his bruised balls. Harry rubbed one hand down his abs while his other hand gently stroked his hard nipples. He groaned softly as Jack swallowed his cock, gently sucking him all the way down to the root. Harry reached out and grabbed Jack by his thick red hair and ground his face in his crotch until Jack started gagging. Laughing he pulled Jack off his cock then shoved his face back down to his crotch, reveling in the feel of Jacks throat chocking on all eight inches of his dick. Harry pulled Jack back off his cock and rubbed his spit covered cock all over Jacks face, slapping him hard with his dick as Jack gasped for air. When Jacks face was red from his abuse he let go of his hair and ordered him to stand. Jack stood without hesitation or question Harry noticed, pleased with his progress so far. "Turn around" Harry ordered and watched the look of fear cross Jacks face as he turned around to present his ass. Harry reached out and grabbed Jacks tight muscle but, marveling at the paleness and light scattering of red hairs that covered Jacks ass. Without a word Harry stood up and walked over to the couch at the other end of the room. He sat down at the end of the couch and pointed at Jack. "Sit" he commanded, and Jack quickly sat down his face apprehensive and confused. Harry glanced over at the dog still sitting quietly in the corner and patted the couch next to him. Immediately the shepherd got up and jumped onto the couch. Harry reached over and started petting the dog gently. Glancing over at Jack he grabbed hold of his cock and waved it in obvious command. "Stop" Harry ordered as Jack started to stand. "Crawl". Jack crawled over to Harry and started sucking his dick. Harry relaxed and leaned back as Jack worked his meat. Bathing his cock and balls with his tongue, Jack was starting to really get into sucking this thick meat. Harry leaked precum like a faucet and it had a sweet flavor, Jack lapped it up like it was candy - worshiping the cock that now owned him. Jack was jerked out of his quiet worship by Harry grabbing his hair and pulling his head back. Without a word Harry yanked his head over to the dogs crotch and ordered Jack to start sucking. Jack obediently started licking and sucking the sheath and large heavy hairy balls. Soon the shepherd's thick red cock was fully hard and Jack was sucking eagerly on it as if it were a candy cane. So engrossed in sucking his dogs cock he failed to notice when Harry got up and moved behind him. Jack gasped when he felt Harrys warm mouth on his ass, his tongue prodding his tight hole open - occasionally darting down to suck on his sore balls. He quickly went back to sucking the large dog cock in his face before Harry noticed his inattention and punished him further. After a moment he could feel something big at his hole and had just enough time to tense up a little before all 8 inches was shoved up his ass. Harry grunted as his rammed his thick cock up Jacks ass, reaching up and shoving jacks head further down onto the dogs cock to muffle his cries. After a moment Jacks ass relaxed as the pleasure overwhelmed the pain and Harry started to pound him hard. Harry glanced down and watched his cock splitting the tight pale muscle ass wide open. The sound of his balls slapping up against jacks tight hole as he long dicked him over and over again nearly sent him over the edge and he pounded jacks ass even harder, ignoring the occasional squeal of pain that escaped Jacks dog cock filled mouth. Eventually the thrill and pleasure of it was too much for Harry and he pulled his cock out of Jacks ass and shot a huge load all over the redheads pale butt and tight red hole. Panting he moved back to the couch and sat back down, pulling Jacks face off the dogs crotch and back onto his own. "Clean it up" he ordered and Jack obediently sucked the remains of cum and his own ass off of Harry's cock. The shepherd jumped off the couch and walked around to Jacks ass and started sniffing, then began licking the cum off Jacks hole. Jack moaned in pleasure as the dogs warm rough tongue cleaned him up inside and out while Harry's cock was buried down his throat. Harry glanced down at his boss and bitch and patted him on the head as he started to unload a bladder full of piss down his throat. Jack started to gag and try to pull away but Harry just shoved his cock deeper down Jacks throat.
bestiality/ganged-by-labs.txt	Date: Fri, 29 Apr 2011 15:47:58 -0400 From: Secret ID <secretid8221@hotmail.com> Subject: Ganged by Labs It's probably been about 2 weeks since I've jacked my dick. Being busy with traveling for work, and then just being too worn out at night (I know usually nothing could keep me from rubbing one out, but fuck was I exhausted), I just never could find the time. I decided that I would take a week off and just relax. I wanted to get out of the city, so I decided that I'd spend some time at my parent's house, as they would be gone for the week anyway and needed someone to watch over everything. I'm Sean, I'm 22, 180lbs brown hairy, hazel eyes, 7in cut cock and a moderately hairy body. Thing is though, fucking love it dirty, kinky, sweaty, and just HOT. The kinkier the better, not many limits really. I arrived at my parents house on a Friday night. They live about 2.5 hours away, so it was a nice relaxing drive before pretending that I was happy to see everyone (although I kind of was). I had to take them to the airport in the morning so they could start their break and I could be alone. I was greeted by their two labs. Both are around the same age, one is 3, the other 3 1/2. Both are black labs, and always looking to play, or as I figured out, fuck. Getting ready for bed Friday night, I hopped in the shower. I played with my dick a little bit, shoving a few fingers in my ass, before pissing all over myself, drinking some down, then finishing up in the shower and getting out. I was going to jack off, but figured it was going to be beneficial to wait until I had the house to myself. So that night, I went up to the room I would be staying in, stripped down to my boxer briefs and laid down. Just as I was falling asleep I felt something on my arm and realized that one of the labs, Rex, had come into the room and was wagging his tail and licking my arm. "Get out" I told him, but he seemed like he was in a playful mood. Seeing as I wasn't completely asleep yet I reached my arm out and gave him a few scratched on his head. When I woke up a little more I realized I had to piss again. I got out of the bed and started heading towards the door. My cock was semi hard, but then again when isn't it, especially building up a 2 week load. Rex seemed to take notice in this and his nose was shoved into my crotch. "Not now buddy. Just wait" I told him as I shooed him down the hall, me with a ROCK HARD cock thinking that I was definitely going to have more fun than I originally thought the next day. I woke early the next day and went downstairs. My parents were all ready to go, so we packed my car and were off to the airport. Lucky the airport was only 20 minutes away, so that gave me plenty of time to get back to the house and get a few more hours of sleep. I woke up again at 10AM. Although not the latest, it was much later than I was used to and I felt good. I woke up and was naked and hard! When I had gotten back in the AM from the airport I just stripped all my clothes off and fell back asleep completely naked and FUCK did that always feel good. My cock was rock hard and I wasn't going to be able to wait much more to get it off. "REEEEXXX!" I called out, waiting for him to come bolting into my room. It seemed to only take him a few minutes before he was at the door. I was on the bed, laying on my back, left arm behind my head allowing me to sniff my hairy, sweaty pit, and my right hand was down on my cock. Rex jumped up onto the bed to see what was going on. Instantly, as if he knew exactly what I wanted, starting sniffing around my cock and balls. I moved my hand to see what he would do. Now both arms behind my head, I closed my eyes and let Rex work his tongue over my cock and balls. I spit on one of my hands and rubbing it over my cock and balls, making Rex more exited to lick faster. "Fuck yeah. Good boy, Rex. Fucking lick my cock" I was moaning to Rex as he continued. I would move my hips up and down, depending on if I wanted my cock or balls licked. Pulling my legs up, Rex went to work on my ass. FUCK was it one of the BEST rim jobs I had ever gotten. Rex knew how to work his tongue around my ass, making it feel good, but making it hungry for cock. If there was one thing that I loved more than getting my cock worked over or fucking, was getting my ass slammed and I was definitely due. I spit on my hand again, rubbing my hole, getting one, two, then three fingers in as Rex continued licking at my hole. I put my legs down, sliding down under Rex. I looked up at his cock and balls, cock still in the sheath. I knew I needed it in anyway I could get it. I started off first rubbing his cock, almost instantly making his hard cock show, Rex beginning to buck his hips. "Mmmm that's right, boy. I know you need it too" I was saying to Rex, his now hard, red cock in my hand. I moved my face up, taking his hard dick into my mouth, sucking on it for a couple of minutes. Right after that I couldn't wait anymore. I had a little bottle of lube next to the bed. I slid out from under Rex. While I was reaching for the bottle of lube, Rex was trying to wrap his legs around my leg, bucking his hips, gently, but I could see he needed to bust. I put some of the lube in my hand, rubbing it over my hole, making sure it was ready, before I flipped over. Once on my hands and knees, it didn't really seem that Rex needed much coaching. He was up on my back, hips bugging, his hard cock hitting all around my hole. I reached back, grabbing his hard cock, and guided him towards my hole. After a couple more thrusts, Rex was in me deep, as far as his cock could go in. "OHHH SHIIIIIT!! FUUUCK YEAH BOY!" I was yelling and moaning together as Rex tore apart my ass. Fuck did it feel good, having his strong body mounting my ass, making me his. After what seemed like way too short of a time, I could feel his knot growing. Already he was done fucking, but was filling my ass with his load. Once his huge knot grew completely, Rex hopped off. We were ass to ass, tied together by his cock. Nothing could feel fucking better than this. I reached down and grabbing my cock. It was fucking rock solid and leaking. I gave it a few tugs, but didn't want to jack off just yet. I wanted to see what other trouble I could get into for the day. After 10-15 minutes, Rex's knot went down and his cock popped out of my ass. I could feel his cum running out of my hole. I reached back wiping it off the back of my balls and tasting it, but wanted to keep the rest in my ass. Rex had jumped off the bed and was in the corner licking his cock. I had gotten off the bed and walked out of the room. I headed downstairs to the kitchen to get a drink of water. I was still completely naked and still completely rock hard. When I finally turned around, I saw Buck starting at me. He was looking at me as I drank my water. When I walked over to him when done, he got pretty excited. I sat down on the chair, petting him, my cock still leaking pre. Fortunately for that it seemed to grab Buck's attention. His tongue darted out and starting licking the top of my dick. FUCK it felt so fucking good. I was fucking ready for more. I leaned back, spreading by legs, giving Buck full access to my dick. He seemed to be loving it just as much as I was. I lifted my legs, letting him get at me ass. He went right in, licking my freshly fucked and filled hole. The more he licked, the hotter him and I both got. "Fuck yeah, boy. Keep it going ... mmmm fuuuuuuck" I was moaning as Buck started to slightly move his hips back and forth. I was too fucking horny and if he kept licking I was going to fucking bust. I got down on the ground. Buck didn't seem to have any problem knowing exactly what I wanted. He seemed like he was a natural, already hopping up on my back, bucking his hips toward me. I reached behind, but he didn't need any adjustment as he found my hole and slammed into me, balls deep. "MMMMMMM fuck yeah, Boy ... mmmm huh mmmmmm .. fuck that hole" I was moaning. Buck was slamming me hard, his 8 in dick growing in my ass. After not long, his knot was full in my ass, and I was getting another load dumped in me. I was in fucking HEAVEN! It didn't take too long before Buck was done, his knot out of my ass, and me still hard, now with two huge loads in my ass. I reached behind, fingering my ass, getting them covered with Rex and Buck's cum, licking it. I needed to explode. I reached behind me again, letting their cum leak onto my hand. I then got up against the couch across the room, but still on the floor, legs against the couch. I flipped up, using their cum as lube for my cock. After only a minute of pumping my dick I started exploding, shot after shot after shot of cum hitting my face, chin, chest .. completely fucking covering me. I opening my mouth, filling it with cum. I knew it would be a good time staying at my parent's ... Please send comments and remarks to secretid8221@hotmail.com
bestiality/farm-boy.txt	Date: Wed, 28 Mar 2012 10:38:05 -0400 From: John Smith <sprsizeme@gmail.com> Subject: Farm Boy Farm Boy I WORE ARMANI FOR GOD SAKE! I look in the mirror and that image has long since faded. I grew up in a fairly wealthy family. When I met Darin I was looking for someone to give me direction and he seemed to be the one to do it. Darin had a farm in a very remote section of North Carolina. At first it was just to be a visit but he was so dominant that when I came for a visit he demanded I remove the suit and put on the smelly well worn overalls that were at least three sizes too big for me. I hitched up the straps and pulled up the bib and removed my wingtips. I stood there without a shirt or underwear in a set of bib overalls. I figured a couple days would be good and I would go back to my life having lived a little bit of a fantasy. Darin tossed a beer at me and although I have had a few in my life that was not my favorite drink. I looked around for a glass to pour it into but Darin just looked at me and told me to pop the tab and chug it. This was something completely new to me. Well I was here for some new experiences so I did as I was instructed and the taste of that aluminum rim just didn't do it for me. I chugged it and he tossed another and another until I am sure that the look in my eyes was a bit fuddled. Even in my somewhat drunken state I knew what was going on, not that I was able to do much about it. I just followed along in my bare feet as he led me to the barn. Now my feet had never been left undressed and I was tiptoeing through the weeds and rocks as I followed behind Darin. When we got to the barn Darin tossed me several more beers until I was so wasted that what happened next I only remember in a dream and putting the pieces together after the fact. I was placed strapped over a low lying saw horse. Ass in the air. Bruno was let up behind me and he was, as I was told was my first experience with an animal. Bruno was a Great Dane. As I was fucked by Bruno, the beer became a muscle relaxant and I took him inside of me. Darin tells me I was tied to him for almost an hour as he fed me a couple more beers to keep me nice and loose. When the morning came and I was naked in bed with Darin all I could think of was that my ass was aching. The morning started with a big breakfast and some beer. I was to find that Darin enjoyed seeing me drink the beer and getting me drunk. And although I wasn't that excited with the beer I was becoming use to it and eventually crave the taste of it. Darin and I would go out to the barn and throughout the day I would drink more and more until I was so drunk that Darin would bring out Bruno and I would get fucked again. I was just planning on staying a couple days but by the end of the week we had gotten into a pattern that I lost track of time and was enjoying my time with Darin. It was about six months after coming to visit Darin that I first realized what had happened. I had become use to the beer and it was taking more and more to get me drunk. And the fuckings I only realized from the ache in my back end but on one evening I was just in a daze and when that horse entered my back end I came to and realized what Darin had been doing. He had been working ever increasing animals into my hole to this point. I don't know why he let me become aware of my situation at this point but I know that the horse cock going up my back end wasn't the first time. It slid in so easy and the moans coming from me made me realize how much I had enjoyed it over the months. Why didn't you ask me? I asked Darin. You don't ask a pig to fuck you just do it. Was his response. I couldn't deny that. Once the horse was done and I was let up Darin and I went back to his house and we talked about the last six months. He told me about Bruno and I realized that there were many times that he would come up and nuzzle me. I just thought that he was getting use to me, a family pet but he was horny for me. I noticed that all that beer had started to show a change in my body. I had developed a small beer gut and the lack of real exercise showed little development on my arms or legs. I looked like a round orb on a couple of sticks. I still didn't fit the overalls but I was growing into them. The only other change was my ass. The hole was gaping, never to close again but the lack of exercise and the many calories made my ass well cushioned. Darin started demanding that I transfer all my assets to him and I did as I was told. Darin was now a multi millionaire and I was just another one of his possessions. But that didn't change him like it did me. I WORE ARMANI SUITS FOR GOD SAKE! And now I am wearing a set of well worn overalls hitched up under my beer belly lifting it like a belly bra. The straps beginning to get to the end and still my legs are sticks. I don't remember my name. I answer to Bubba now. I have answered to that since the day I met Darin. And I look the part. Not only do I wear the overalls and have a beer belly but I don't shave and I am beginning to look like something from ZZ Top. I haven't gotten any piercings because Darin was afraid that the animals would catch on them but I have been tatooed. All of them chosen by me. I have a big tramp stamp on my back with the word pig emblazoned on it. I have two buddas on my man boobs the belly button becoming the nipples. And a the back end of a pig on my belly button looking back at whoever is playing with my belly button. My feet have toughened up and I no longer tiptoe to the barn. I no longer wear shoes except when we go out. Darin will bring me to a bar and show me off. And there are a lot of kinky guys out there that love seeing me service animals. They will come and watch or we can go and service their animals. I couldn't leave Darin if I wanted to. I no longer have the money my parents left me when they died and I have no skills. But then I don't want to leave Darin. My big muscle farm daddy and me his little farm boy.
bestiality/husky-play.txt	Date: Wed, 14 Mar 2007 03:10:39 -0700 (PDT) From: Shelby_dog427@yahoo.com Subject: Husky Play This is a true story about some of my past "adventures" I have bin able to accumulate over the years I have realized my zoophilla. This one in particular was when I was 17, when I came accross a certain white Husky. If your under the age of 18, and yadda yadda yadda..., your gonna read this regardless if you found this site, or got this far, you read it, its your responsibility and all that, enjoy I had just gotten home from my fathers house in Wisconsin. I had bin there for a month or so, and I had bin heavily deprived of the company of my beloved dog Poet, my German Shepherd, that we share practicaly every night. I had actualy almost had the chance to "Play" with a dog while I was down there, but I was more less, severly teased instead. On my dads property which was in the country, was a large new age barn that was rented out by a guy that was a motorcycle swap meet shark, and had an assload of mostly trashed motorcycles in it. He had a trailer home on the property as well, and in a dog house he kept next to it.., he somtimes would leave his dog. The dog was a mixbreed.., but he was young..., and unfixed. When I first saw him, he was standing on a pile of gravel that had bin dumped awile ago, and he was in perfact profile... He was sleek, sexy, and his sheath looked thick, and the way it hung just made my mouth water to get my lips around the cock inside. But the owner was there, and all I could do was fondle my hard on through my pants, and dream.. That night I was hoping he left him chained to his doghouse like he told me he did, and I snuck out. but to my dismay, he didnt, and the whole rest of the time I was there, I didnt get a chace to get my hands on that gourgaus dog. When I got back, my sexual frustraition, by pure luck, was not going to be left untouched for to much longer. Not even a few hours after I was back, a friend of mine, a heavyset kid by the name of Allen, came over in his red jeep cherokee, with him was another friend of mine by the name of Drew. We were all talking, me my brother, Drew and Allen, when Allen brought up his Moped, a 1989 Honda Aero 80 that I fixed up for him, but not even a day later, Drew managed to crash and get stuck under a Ford conversion van... It still ran, but really shitty, and minus the body, it looked more like this weird mini chopper that had the muffler falling off. Allen road it around too much, and since the muffler kept falling off, someone eventualy called the cops, and Allen took it over to his friends house in the county side, who was named Eric. The counrty side was really close, since I was living in the suberbs. He wanted to know if we wanted to go over and ride it, since it was over there and whatnot. But one of the other reasons for wanting to go over there, was Erics father was cairlessly growing weed in his backyard, but hey, it was the country. So we all jump in his Jeep, and we head off. When we finely get there, we pull into the dirt driveway, and stop just infront of the house. The first thing I saw was a group of three dogs tide to tree's right at the end of the driveway. As we got out of the suv, my attention was dragged from the dogs to the house to my right. This house looked like it was trailored straight from detroit, but in some respects made some of the houses there look nice. There was a mattress nailed to one of the windows..., that inpaticular was fairly weird, next to the fact the rest of the house was ghetto as hell. I looked back to were the dogs were, and already my attention was to two of them inpaticular. The first one, was tide to a tree farther away from the other two, and I later found out it was because the dog was a girl, and she was in heat. The dog was this beagal hound looking kind of dog, I didnt cair too much for her, but the other two dogs did get my attention, and vary much. Both of the two other dogs were pure white, but kind of dirty. One of them looked like a wolf, sleek, a sharp muzzle and ears, but he was deafly afriad of me, and everyone else for that matter, it was apperant that the people there beat them, no wonder. The second dog was the most apealing to me..., he was a husky, and his body was large, and hefty, ontop of the fact he was vary young. I whent over to him, since he was friendly, and wagged his tail happily at me, A few pets and a sneeky descreet fondel later, I found out he was male, AND still had his balls! In my mind I was thinking jackpot, but with all of the people around, I was going to have to be creative. The moped was pulled out, and we started to mess with it, it was in worse shape then when I had left, it only being able to be started by touching two wires together in classic GTA fashon, and the muffler was held on by what I identified as an extention cord tied to the heatshield, and the frame... Can you say Ghetto? After about 20 minutes of screwing around with it, we parked it at the end of the driveway, and just started talking. I finely suggested we go inside, and everyone agree'ed, but it was then that Allen got a call that he had to go and pick up his sister, or somthing along those lines, and he had to leave. Meaning we were stranded there for at least 40 mins. This was to my gain, but to everyone elses dismay. We finely whent inside, which was not much better then the outside, if not shittier, and then thay all started to play WoW. I asked if I could go outside and ride the moped abit more, and Eric said yes, but of course I didnt have the idea of riding the moped at all, he he. As soon as I got outside, I began to brainstorm an alibie, since having sex with a dog in broad daylight, let alone the fact its somone elses dog, will need a reall good one at that. I figured that I would say that the moped would not start, totaly believable given the sad state the Honda was in. Next I was going to have to figure out how to play with this sexy stud in broad daylight, in the safest way possible. He was chained to a tree..., so that ment that it had to happen where he was confined, making the situation alittle harder, if not more erotic. I have always loved tempting and playing it close when it comes to these kinds of encounters, so trying to find a way to accomlish this was going to be cutting it close for sure. I decited that use his area to my advantage, I slowly walked up to the dog and petted him over his head as he wagged his tail excitedly. I positioned myself behind the tree he was tied to in such a way, I could see the side corner of the house, where if anyone was to come back to the driveway, was going to have to come around the corner. The tree provided enough cover for me to feel safe, that if somone did happen to come around, then I would be able to wrap up quickly enough for them not to see me, and think I was just strolling out from behind a tree. I smiled to myself as I looked over the young husky. He had vary bushy white fur, I dont think he was full a breed, because his fur seemed to puffy to be a huksy's, but he was beutifull none the less. His fur was slightly dirty, as twigs and leaves littered the bottom half of his fur, and he had a kind of musk to him, but it only turned me on even more. At this point I count not hold it off no longer, my hand instantly moved under him, and found what I was looking for, a thick, hefty white furred dog sheath. To my amazment, his sheath filled my hand vary well, and he was not even hard yet! I instantly gave it a few firm sqeezes before I moved my hand back more to grasp right behind the dogs sweet spot (its the area right behind the knot, its bound to get even some fixed dogs thrusting there hips). Only after a few strokes, he was thrusting against my hand, and panting happaily. I felt the tip of his penis touch against my wrist as wattery preseed was already dripping from his pointed tip, and rolled down my hand. I then just had to have him, I crouched down as I lowerd my head under him, and looked over his fast growing dog cock, and what I was met with, only made my mouth water more. He was almost full size now, but he was huge!, I mean he had to be at least 9", and his tip tapored off in a perfact profile of a canine cock. I had just started to pull his sheath back when I felt him hop up onto my shoulders, this made my knees buckle, and I fell to my knees as he wrapped his paws around up under my armpits and started thrusting his hips. I was only more then happy to accomidate the new position, and I opened my mouth and took the tip of his engourged cock into my lips. I was instantly rewarded with a thick spurt of wattery cum, it tasted slightly saltly, but extreamily good. I tilted my head to the side as I took more of his cock into my mouth as he started to thrust slowly, luckly he was not too sparatic, and his rythum was comtrolable enough for me to suck his cock while he thrusted into my mouth. I didnt pull his sheath over his knot, even though as much as I wanted to, if I let his knot out, I would not be able to resheath his cock if somone came around, and it would only become plainly obvious if I started to walk away from a pure white dog that had a bright red 9" contrasted cock dangleing between his legs. I pulled my head back as I suckled on his tip, reaching a hand to cup and fondel his balls as he spurted coupious amounts of dog cum into my mouth, as I let it full my mouth before swallowing. The whole while I was keeping an eye on the corner of the house, for the chance that somone would come out, wondering why the vary loud moped was not being heard. I Conintued suckling over his tip and swallowing his spunk for a minute or two when I got the feeling that I should suddenly stop. I let the huskys cock slip from my lips as I pushed him off me, but just as he jumped off me I saw Eric walk around the corner! I instantly pulled as much of his sheath over his cock as I could, but a good 3 inches of his massive cock were still visible, but it was going to have to do as I walked out from behind the tree, and walking near the Moped just as Eric noticed me. I instantly put on my act, and acted frustraighted, saying that the moped would not start. I was almost sure that Eric saw me in the act, or at least looked suspious in some sort of mannor, but Eric just started the moped for me, and I just thanked him, jumped on, and drove it down the dirt street. All I did was just smile to myself as I had come so close to being busted, but got away like a bandit. Thats the end of this story, but I have many others, I just need to find the time to write them, heh. I would always like feedback, and or meet other zoo's out there, so drop me a line. My email is Shelby_dog427@yahoo.com
bestiality/four-legs-sure.txt	Date: Wed, 16 Apr 2003 12:19:58 -0400 From: Allen Baker <sambrubag@fast.net> Subject: Four Legs? Sure! Four Legs? Sure! By Allen Baker "That's what he said!" Brian was one of the five of us drunken sots sprawled about the pub table in the late-night gloom. "Tom said if it had four legs he'd want to be fucked by it." The others snorted in disbelief or disgust. So Brian gestured toward me. "Go on, Tom. Go on and tell them. Tell them about Fido." He turned to the our new acquaintances before I could swallow the mouthful of beer I had just gulped at. "He has this male black lab that loves to fuck. And Tom loves to be fucked. So just what do you think the two of them do every night in bed? I'm sure he'd even let you watch. But that's beside the point. I know for a fact that he's also had it from other four-legged beasts. He even showed me a picture of him and a pony! You otta see that one!" Now the other three were staring at me with looks between curiosity and envy. I'd just met the three that evening and really had no way of knowing their thoughts on deviant sex. But I was just soused enough to not care if they approved or not. John and Evan didn't comment. But Carl had a question. "What's the biggest cock you've ever handled?" I thought a moment before replying. Not because I had to ponder the answer, but because I wasn't sure they would be able to handle the response. "A Clydesdale." I waited for the thought to register with each of them before I continued. "It was as long as my arm and fully as thick. Thought I'd pass out for sure when he started rutting with that pointed post of his. And when he came it felt like I was getting a two-gallon enema. Best memory of animal sex I got," I confessed. John said nothing, just shook his head in wonder. "Shit!" Evan let his mouth drop open in shocked awe. Carl sat back in his chair and grinned. "So you'd do it with any animal at all, eh?" "Yeah." I replied to his challenging tone. "Get me drunk enough and time to work my back door open a bit, and I'll take on any four-legged critter you can bring on." Carl leaned across the table and held out his hand. "Shake on it, man. I got something that'll love to do you. What d'ya say guys . . . here tomorrow night at 10 and we'll watch Tom meet the challenge of his life?" The other three murmured agreement. I stared into Carl's face for a couple of seconds trying to judge what I was getting myself into before I reached out to grasp his hand in acceptance of the dare. ______________________ The next morning I awake with vague recollections of the evening's events. I was halfway through my first cup of coffee before the idea began to surface about Carl's offer. Immediately I was aroused by excitement and concern. What had I agreed to? And what new experience was in store for me? I sat nude at the table with my coffee and fantasized as to what just might happen that night. Soon, I felt my dick bump against the bottom of the table in anticipation. After some typical Saturday chores and errands, I ended up back at the apartment with time to think about the evening ahead. Since I had no idea what Carl had in store for me, I decided I'd at least better do some preparation. I stripped down and headed to the bathroom to fill my enema bag. It was a custom, two-gallon thing that always delighted me when I eyed it. I filled it to the brim and stepped into the tub. I shivered as I slipped the oversized nozzle up my butt and flipped open the hose. Cool liquid began to fill and slosh my gut as I slid down to my hands and knees. I slipped forward and back, moving the fluid deeper and deeper into my gut. I began to feel the fullness and glanced to the bag. Only half empty. A ways to go yet. I lowered my chest to the bottom of the tub and raised my ass to change the tilt of my tunnels. The water gurgled inside me as it coursed along the channel to ever more remote areas. I began to cramp, and massaged my stomach muscles to ease the stress and encourage even more volume. Finally, the bag was empty. I gently eased the nozzle out and clamped my muscles tight to hold in every drop. Carefully, I reached over the edge of the tub and felt among the toys I had placed there. Finally, I grasped the item I wanted and placed it at my asshole opening. Slowly I eased the four-inch butt plug forward and back, edging in deeper with each probe. With a gasp I felt the last flange pop into place, sealing the opening with all the water trapped inside. A big sigh escaped my lips as I reveled in the nicely stretched feel of my straining ass ring which quivered with the effort. I pulled on a pair of tight shorts to help hold the plug in place and went back to the kitchen to unload my groceries and put clothes into the dryer. All the time I worked, I was very aware of the taught stretching taking place in my abdomen. It was a delicious feeling that spread to my crotch and expanded my dick. Soon, there was a wet spot of ooze spreading across the front of my shorts. Fido sniffed the spot and licked at it. His tongue felt real good against my dick. Suddenly, the cramping returned, and I knew that I'd have to soon empty out. Back in the bathroom, I started toward the commode but a deviously kinky urge propelled me to the bathtub instead. Placing the back of my shoulder blades onto the bottom of the tub, I walked my heels up the side of the shower. Then with a grunt, I forced the plug to pop out of my hole. Immediately, a flow brown liquid oozed out and began to lava its way through my crotch and over my stomach. Soon my front and back were covered with the ass slime. It puddled over the floor of the tub and massed about my shoulders and neck. The heady aroma of shit smothered my nostrils and struck me straight in the crotch. My dick grew hard and liquid manure dripped from its end onto my chin. I closed my eyes and forced myself to part my lips and let the droppings accumulate in my mouth. I reached up to grasp my cock and use the brown sludge as lubricant to stroke myself. As I climaxed, I forced myself to swallow the goo that filled my mouth. Then I slid down the tub and rested in the brown water until my breathing had calmed. I showered off and kneeled on the floor to reach in and clean the tub. That's when Fido took advantage of my position to attack and mount me. I figured it was a good prelude to the evening, so I let him fuck his brains out. Later, I reached for more stretching toys. I progressed to ever thicker and longer items in an attempt to fully prepare my ass for the unknown events ahead. As I played, I let my imagination roam to the potentials of what Carl might have for me. In all my dreams, nothing rivaled the reality of it. ________________________ The other four were already at the bar when I arrived. They handed me a beer, and we chatted a bit. Finally, I could contain my curiosity no longer. "Well, Carl, where we headed? You got a barn or something full of sheep or goats or what?" Carl just smiled. "No, nothing that mundane. Any of you have any idea what I do for a living?" We all looked about the table and shook our heads. None of us had bothered to ask the night before. "Well, I work with the film industry. I train exotic animals for the movies. I have my own little ranch outside of town where I work with all kinds of critters. And I have something very special for you tonight. Shall we go?" He stood and lead the way to the door. I was surprised and immediately aroused. Exotic animals. Shit! This guy could have any number of things in his menagerie. Damn, what did I have myself in for this time? I found it both frightening and very stimulating. I hurried to catch up to the other guys as they piled into Carl's van. Once inside, Carl ordered me to the very back while the others took the bucket seats. "Tom, strip down and place all your clothes in the plastic tub back there." It seemed like a good idea to me. Soon I was wearing nothing but a five-inch butt plug and a cock ring. Carl handed a bag back to Evan and Brian. "Here guys, put those on him." The two men joined me in the back and opened the bag. First they pulled out a ball gag. When I started to protest, Carl had a logical explanation. "Just so you don't shout out at the wrong time. Some of my animals get skittish and excitable when sexually aroused." Then came padded leather cuffs for my wrists and ankles. I didn't bother to ask the reasoning behind them. I just figured Carl had a purpose for them. That and the fact that I have always been keen on bondage made me eager to cooperate. And coupled with bestiality, I figured this just had to be a night to remember. It wasn't long after that when we turned off the main road onto a gravel lane. We passed a sign, but it was too dark to read it. Figured it must be a sign for Carl's ranch. Soon, we pulled up beside a group of large buildings and piled out onto the grass. It was damp under my bare feet. Carl unlocked a door in the side of one building and ushered us in. I was immediately struck by the zoo-like aroma of the inhabitants. Animal smells abound and stimulated us all. Carl lead us down through a maze of stalls and cages. Everything from squirrels and skunks (descented, Carl assured us) to monkeys and snakes. Wow, this could be very interesting. Carl led us into a back room that was evidently used as a clinic. He led me to a medical table in the middle and leaned me over it. He attached my wrists to the top above my head and stretched my feet to the sides where the other guys secured them. Then Carl spied the butt plug lodged in my upturned ass. "Better get rid of this," he said as he grasped its base. "Don't want some wildly rutting beast to push it in two feet farther." He yanked it out, leaving my hole gaping and longing to be refilled. He left the room and the other guys made lewd remarks about my naked vulnerability. Soon they were rubbing their fabric covered crotches. Behind me, I heard a sliding door grate open on its rollers. Then the sound of hoofs as Carl led some animal into the area. "I think this is a good place to start." By twisting my head, I could just see the side of a white and black striped beast. A zebra. Wow. Now that was exotic. I had handled that previous horse with enough ease that I was not disturbed by it. In fact, I was very excited about it. "Damn," whispered Evan to no one in particular, "look at the size of the dick on that beast." I couldn't see it from my point of view. But I could see the other guys' faces, and that was enough to tell me I was in for a workout. Carl led the zebra to my back end. It took a couple of sniffs of my puckered ass lips and gave it a lick. His textured tongue sent shivers of delight rippling through my body. I nearly climaxed on the spot. Carl must have trained him well, because that one lick was all the introduction the zebra needed. He reared up and planted his front hoofs on the large wooden blocks set on either side of the table and inched forward until his soft fuzzy belly grazed my back and butt. Carl moved to the side and reached between us to guide the critter to the right place. I felt the blunt moist end of a leathery baseball bat. Then animal instincts took over, and that zebra lunged forward to take control. That's when I learned the wisdom of the gag. I screeched in pain with that quadruped's indelicate lurch. He obviously didn't believe in foreplay. I went from totally empty to an all-out assault. I was gasping for breath at the animal plunged in and out, fulfilling ancient natural urges. He had no regard for his partner. And actually, I was glad. I had my fill of compliant but tentative sexual partners. What I loved most about animal sex was that they were always attentive only to their own needs and urges. They expected me to be a receptacle only. I was the one who had to adapt. And boy did I. Soon we were rutting in style. I shouted encouragement behind my gag as I felt that furry stomach slide none too gently across my back. When I looked to the side, I saw the guys had either dropped their pants or stripped entirely. Some were stroking their cocks, some were stroking their neighbor's. Looking back along my side, I could see that Carl was reaching in to caress the beast. I could feel two giant testicles slap against my thighs with each stroke. My ass adjusted and finally stopped complainingI was in heaven. But it must have been a while since the animal had climaxed, because it wasn't long at all before it buried itself one last time and held its place. I felt the throb of an ejaculating dick deep inside me as two massive nuts rode up their cords and slide up my legs to lodge against my crack. It seemed to go on and on. Then suddenly, the beast pulled away, and its huge declining dick came loose with an audible plop. I nearly cried with emptiness. Then other guys gathered around my ass. "Look at that. Look at that white milk pour outta that hole." I could feel what they described. It felt like quarts of liquid spilled down my inner thighs. Soon the guys were plunging their dicks into my ass, slithering up their cocks with the zebra cum. Then they whipped their dicks, bent each other over and plowed tight- holed asses with the exotic lubricant. Soon the shouts of climaxing men filled the air. I sighed in contentment, thinking the evening's events were over. I was so wrong. Once he had recovered, Carl led the zebra toward the door. "Get him freed from the table, guys, and bring him out here for the main event." My head was reeling with the thought that the zebra was just the warm up round. The guys lead me out and down a ramp. We followed Carl to a side door. He picked up a bundle of ropes and straps and led us outside into a large high, fenced-in field. The stench was strong. At first, we didn't see anything in the darkness. Then a huge shadow separated itself from the trees and came our way. The guys gasped, and I nearly fainted when we made out that it was an elephant. If I could have spoken, I'd have screamed out a loud no. As it was, I tried to turn and make a hasty retreat. But the other guys grabbed me. "Don't you remember your boast?" John's voice spoke in my ear. "Anything with four legs." And he laughed. In the meantime, Carl had approached the elephant and talked to it, reassuring it that our presence at the unusual hour was nothing to fear. Maybe nothing for the animal to fear. Wasn't so sure about that for myself. Then Carl attached some of the straps and ropes to the harness that already surrounded the big brute's body. "Ok guys, bring him over." They nearly carried my, because I certainly would not have willingly walked to my doom. Carl attached my wrists and then my ankles to the harness so that I swung under the animal, with our stomachs touching. Then he placed a tarpaulin-like support about my back which took the weight off my extremities. In the meantime, I could tell the huge mammal was becoming aroused and knew what was about to take place. I could sense its excitement and feel the slapping of a gigantic phallus against my legs. By the feel, it could certainly have been the thickness of my calf and the length of my leg! I envisioned the need of medical care before the night was over. I tried not to panic, knowing the need to keep my muscles very, very relaxed. Carl, leaned in to talk to me. "I'm going to slide this whole contraption back in a minute. I'll have the guys guide his prick to your hole as I do that. You are in for the experience of a life time. This old guy loves to get his rocks off this way, and he's found that trotting about the grounds makes you move up and down on his dick. It'll feel like riding a horse bareback with a huge dildo up your ass. Only thing is, this guy isn't as young as he used to be, so it's unpredictable as to how long it will take him to climax. It might be over in five minutes, or you just might get rammed for a good thirty or forty minutes before he cums." It was too dark to see, but I could hear the smile in Carl's voice. Again I nearly panicked, but soon desire won out. My libido overruled my head. My ass had a mind of its own and wouldn't willingly miss out on this experience. Carl called the guys to assist and then began to inch the harness toward the animals rear. The head of an elephant's cock is unbelievably sized. I actually passed out for a few seconds when it popped inside me. Tears streamed down my cheeks. I was hyperventilating and screaming behind the gag. And still Carl slid the harness back until he finally had it where he wanted it. "That should do it. The natural movement as he moves about will bury it deeper all the time. Hold on Tom, you'll never forget this wager." With that, Carl slapped the flat of his palm to the elephants side, and it began to move. Walk at first. Even that gentle movement caused agonizing streaks of pain to ripple through me. Then he picked up the pace a bit as he moved. Carl was right, each motion moved me up and down that intruding telephone pole. Each step caused me to fuck myself on that boy's hard organ. Soon I was grunting with each motion. And then I felt something I really hadn't expected. My own cock was rubbing up and down, too. Each thrust of the animal's cock in my ass, caused my own dick to slide along the leathery skin of his belly. Now I wasn't sure where to concentrate my feeling. My ass was being ripped open and at the same time my cock was being sandpapered into a sensitive log fr desire. I soon lost track of the time. Brian later said it went on for no more that ten minutes. To me, it seemed forever. At some point, the endorphin rush kicked in and the agony turned to bliss. I felt everything still, but the feelings had new meaning. I stopped screaming and started shouting. I felt that huge pilaster rub against my prostate with every movement. My dick got harder and soon my nuts pulled up and I blasted my spunk onto our adjoining stomachs. The slithering goo only acted as lubricant and caused me to erect once more. My ass muscles finally relented all attempts to expel the intrusion and went totally limp, opening much farther than it ever had in any previous fantasy. I was floating somewhere between ecstasy and paradise. I didn't want it to ever end. But it did with a flourish. The beast came to an abrupt halt but kept his hips bucking. He reared back his head and raised his trunk. His trumpeting broke the night stillness in echoing shrieks. He raised back on his haunches with his front legs raised high in the air. In that upward position, gravity pulled all my weight even farther down onto that hard organ. And his already massive cock expanded even more as it throbbed and plastered my innards with it's sperm. It sent blast after blast deeper and deeper into my extended guts. The stretched lips of my ass finally had met their limit and split open under the pressure. The added pain of ripping flesh along with the prostate pounding once again sparked an orgasm of my own. My head flew into sparks against the inner darkness. I passed out. When I came around, the guys had carried me back to the medical table. Carl had my legs up in stirrups and had already shot my ass area with painkiller. He was threading suture into a needle in preparation for mending my damaged ass. When he saw me come around, he moved up beside me. "How's it going man? You had quite a ride. And there's hardly any damage at all. In a week you'll be back to normal." Then he gave me wicked grin. "Well, you really may never be quite normal again." "You can say that again." From the feel of every muscle in my body, I doubted that I'd feel back in shape for months. "That was the most amazing experience ever. But I can't help but ask, Carl, did you actually train those animals to do that?" He smiled as he stitched me up. "Actually, I do train animals for the movies. But I make much more money training them to work with the actors. You'd be surprised what big name stars visit this place after dark for special sessions with my four legged playmates." That remark reminded me of my own attitude from just the night before. "It's got four legs? Sure!"
bestiality/buddy-at-night.txt	Date: Sun, 9 Sep 2012 12:23:21 -0700 (PDT) From: dancer5612004@yahoo.com Subject: Buddy at Night So, having watched Walt Disney's Lady & the Tramp, I thought it would be a good idea to get a dog for myself and have someone like Lady sleep with me in bed at night. Boy was I in for a rude awakening. I finally talked my friend from across town to loan me his dog Scotty, so I could take care of him, feed him, and let him sleep soundly with me at bedtime each night that I could have him. My friend gave out a huge grin when he handed him over to me, and I wondered why. Anyway, it had been several nights of keeping this hound dog Scotty that I became familiar with his habits as he was becoming familiar with mine. We got along just great except for this one night which really blew it for me. The dog pounced me, and I never thought I would ever get that from a dog. At least not his kind. He was a scurvy mongrel, couldn't tell what breed. Didn't ask, but he looked like a cute big hairy dog you would see on a product label, with a big smile. I just wonder what he was grinnin' at.One night, it got real hot and stuffy in my room, even with the conditioner on, and I went to bed butt naked, right after a shower and some cold cereal. I was real drowsy, and went to bed as usual, it had been up until 1AM, and I was nodding off. Got on the sheets, left the fan running, and didn't even tuck myself in. Scotty got himself on top as usual, but this time he was moving around a little occasionally whining to himself, and I noticed him continuously licking himself. Well, the minute I dozed off I could feel him brushing off my side, sniffin' around, nothing unusual for a dog and I just let it go. That's when I felt him get on top of me as I was laying there butt naked and on top of my stomach all sprawled out all over the top of the sheets. He was sniffing between my legs, and even put his cold nose up the side of my butt. I could feel that cold wet thing even as sleepy as I am, and he even sneezed out loud. Wagging his tail frantically he gestured around my leg, and got on top of me again. I thought he was going to nuzzle me around my ear lobe or something. That's when I felt it. His wanger. His dangling elongated wanger was exploring my butt side, as I could feel the juice seeping out from the head of his dick. It felt nasty, but I was still rather out cold, and still felt nothing of it. That is when Scotty put it to me whole style. He set the tip of his dog dick to insert into my hole as he was licking his chops, and whining some more! I decided to get up to put an end to his ferocious ways, and that done it right there cause he nailed me by putting his entire body on top of my back, and sticking his wang dung doodle up my hole again, this time edging it in between my legs, and ramming it up my butt hole with full force. I lay there, butt in the air, torso down, as he decided to ride me. And ride me he did, as he got both his big hairy legs to straddle me from behind as his weinie tore right into my anal cavity. He began humping me for all it was worth, and wanting to cum. I wanted to get up again, but when I did he barked and scared me, then put his body weight on me and kept my face facing downward, and my hands sprawled down on the sheets. Even the bed was moving with his motions as I felt the biggest god darn dog dick I could ever imaging being jam rammed into my cute buttocks! He was heaving, tongue a wagging away in his jaws, as he let me have it in no uncertain conditions. I was being raped by this dog, and I'm a guy. Maybe it's because I have experimented with other guys on drunk evenings or afternoons that he knew I quite possibly have been done this way before, but not that often enough or so I thought. The dog was straddling me, still kind of barking as if he was enjoying it, as my butt was being reamed. He finally got both his front legs to wrap themselves around me, as I looked behind I could see his body jumping all over me, and that dog wienie was just going to it. Both my legs were being straddled as they gradually fell apart, butt still in the air, him all over me, and making a mess with his doggie juices all over my nice clean bed. Now by this time, I was thinking he was getting ready to cum, and I would have let him, since I know how frustrating it can be to really want something like that, but then I noticed he was taking his time. That god darn dog was taking his time about the whole thing letting his doggie dick plow me with utter nonsense of enjoyment! I could feel each stroke of his red hot dick taking a plunge in me going in, and slowly going out. Going in, then going out, Then he'd speed up, and take his time again. His tongue was long hanging on one side as he then gently stroked his inserted wienie nice and slow with rhythmic ease, as if letting his corn pole feel all the tenderness of my tight hole that was being invaded by this mutt. Yea I know my butt is nice and round, and nearly clean shaven, but I didn't think this dog would take notice, not at all or I would have worn a brief in bed. There he was spying on me, I wonder what he was thinking as I lay there in bed, and I had noticed him continuously giving himself several good lick jobs just before he decided to do so. Lord only knows what went through his head when he saw me there laying on my front. I guess I just may look to fuckable for words when I'm cold stone naked, but didn't think so. So there I was, like a bottom bitch, getting fucked royally by a smiling dog named Scotty. Of all the darn luck I mean. My bed was moving. The bed springs were squealing, and this big hairy dog was riding my tail end for all it was worth. Finally I felt him fuck me like a man as he let the last strokes take good and long, and the driving ooze was just jet setting their way down between my legs, letting me know he had finished what he had done. He got off of me, and for some reason started scratching himself on his back on my carpet floor in total happiness. I got up, showered some more, scrubbed well between my legs, I should have made him use a condom. Just kidding, but when I went back to bed naked again, he was ready for more. I thought he done every last drop he could have done to me, but I was wrong. He wanted to do it some more. So I lay on my back, teased him, and rolled back on my front, this time leading him on because he was loving it. This time he wanted to hump my leg, but after awhile he got bored with that and went for the real dough, again. Got next to me. lay his wanger around my butt, moving it around with more cum juice flowing in strings, then he licked the back of my head as if to nuzzle me, and let his motion do the ocean as his dick again went inside of my butt backside, feeling that hole that gave him so much pleasure awhile before. Yea, he was liking the anticipation, or was he decision making as if deciding to ride me again. Who knows? All I know is he was allowing his hard again dick to slide all around my backside until he finally put it in me to do it's business, but this time, I was ready for it, as it slowed in my just fucked butt, and put it's dickhead deep down inside me with joyful pleasure. This time my butt was down, but that didn't stop him as he slowly butt fucked me one more time as I lay there and let him do it. Without wrapping himself around me like he did the first time, he lay completely on me and straddled me from that position. His dick was as hard as it was the first time, maybe even more so this time, it felt like a steel pole with ridges plowing in and out of me, still whining again but no barking. Finally he opened his mouth and let his tongue hang out, as he breathed hard with excitement, and fucked me real good. This went of for fifteen minutes, this time I timed him before he let loose another was of hefty cum juice he had worked up that whole time. When I finally returned Scotty to my friend, I asked him, "Why didn't you tell me he could fuck a whole lot better than you!" THE END
bestiality/police-bitch.txt	Date: Wed, 19 May 1999 10:55:59 EDT From: Nathan Harvey Subject: Police Bitch Police Bitch By Nathan Harvey As I drove along the old road passed Michigan City I was sorry now I had taken highway twenty instead of the toll road. I guess it was the thrill of going to the Edgar Degas exhibit at the Art Institute in Chicago. I walked the halls of the Institute remembering all those years I spent there in art school. Deciding to drive the old route back home like old times and perhaps even stop at that delightful little dinner at the halfway point. For five years I had driven this road and I was amazed at how much had changed from what I remembered. Before the toll road there were restaurants, filling stations, and all kinds of quaint little shops. Now it was just miles of empty building that once were businesses and closed filling stations. I was getting so sleepy I could barely stay awake. I passed the building that once held the dinner and it had a closed sign on it, From the looks of the sign it had been closed for years. Slowing and pulling into the dinner's weed choked parking lot I just had to get a little shut eye. Unbuttoning my jeans and pulling out my cock and stroking it I dialed into some soft music. I planed on just getting a few minutes of sleep and then I would leave. With that soft music and the wine from the show I must have just drifted off to asleep. I have no idea how long I slept but suddenly I had this light in my face. And then this light swung down to my crotch. Damn it all I had been playing with myself and I was still hard as a rock. Finally focussing I could see the big hat and I knew I was in trouble. It was the state police. Well, at least it wasn't some gang of thugs to rob me. The officer ordered me to get out of the car very slowly and not make any sudden moves or Bruno would tear me apart. Then I heard the growling turning I saw the white teeth of a Doberman bared and he was a mean looking motherfucker. As the dog sat glaring at me the officer began patting me down. When he got to my crotch he really got a good feel of me. Then he said I had to be up to something and he was going to find out what it was. Protesting and looking like a fool with my dick hanging out he said I had just two choices. First, he could run me in and charge me with indecent exposure, drunkenness and lewd behavior or second, I could strip and put out. I thought he was joking, I had to prostitute myself or get arrested for prostitution. What a choice, of course I would put out. I started stripping as he'd ordered me to. I was afraid even to put my clothes into the car and just let them drop. When he had me completely naked that damn dog started smelling my ass. Then he ordered me to get on all fours. Hesitating I felt the instant pain of his boot in my balls and I dropped fast. "Now you fucking queer you want it you're going to get it" was all he said as he led the dog up to me and told him to mount. I was afraid to move as I felt that dick of the dog penetrate my ass. Frightened I tried to shake him off but he started growling. The officer warned me to stay still and let Bruno screw me or he would tear me to pieces. He was in heat and I was now his bitch. As he began forcing more of that expanding cock of his up my ass I began crying in shame at letting a dog fuck me. I begged him to let me go telling him I was sorry I would never come here again. By then his dog, Bruno had really got himself worked up into my ass and was humping me like a real bitch. Suddenly I felt this knot building in my ass I began to giggle saying the damn dog was tied to me. Once I was over the initial shock of being a dogs bitch I began to moan in pleasure as he pumped The officer leaned on the car with a light on us watching and saying "You make a great little bitch for my dog. Bruno's been horny as hell". He kept the light on my face enjoying watching me getting fucked by his dog. He leaned there for better part of a half hour until finally he started to soften. Then I heard the zipper and as the dog freed himself from my ass the officer stepped around simply saying that now that I was all slicked up he might as well get a fuck from the bitch. I was hot, but when that stud rammed his cock into my ass I almost fainted. He had one hell of a cock on him. He pumped my ass like a man that had been without sex for a long time. The more he worked with that rod of his the harder I begged him for it. If I was going to be their damn bitch I was going to get as much of that cock as I could. When I felt him shoot he pulled out. Swearing and coming around to my face he demanded I clean him off. His meat was covered with his and the dog's cum. Looking up into his face for just an instant I let my lips slide down that huge rod of his and working him with my tongue and I felt him responding. Now hot over again he grabbed my ears and really started working me until finally with his balls on my chin he gave me his load. Pulling out of me then he backed off zipping up and told me to dress and get out of there. He and Bruno sat there in his cruiser watching me as I hurriedly dressed and got the hell out of there. I swore I would never drive that road again. As I pulled away from his patrol car I began to think what it was like being fucked by a dog. The more I thought about what a thrill it had been and remembering that hunky cop I started getting hard again. I thanked my lucky stars he didn't run me in or I would be out of a job as soon as it hit the paper. In South Bend no one ever admitted to being gay because it was the kiss of death for any job. I was grateful for him letting me off but I was even more grateful for him having his dog fuck me. I would never have known how good bestiality could be. I loved being screwed by that animal more than I did a man. Now when I went to bed at night I dreamed of dogs, not men. That's when I started trying to find something about it on the net. I had little luck because it was one of those taboo subjects and there was practically nothing listed. About a week later I was just watching the reruns and still thinking of that damn cop and his dog. Thinking back he was one great looking piece of meat. Then I heard this knock at the door. I wasn't expecting anyone so getting up to see who it was. I was shocked to see the trouper and his dog standing there in the dim light. Backing away from the door they came in. Smiling broadly he said they had run my plates to find out were I lived and all about me. They were hot and wanted to fuck their bitch again. Stunned but happy I began stripping telling him to get naked and I would really show them both a good time. I knew the drill this time and I was on all fours for Bruno to start the operation. He was even better this time because I knew enough to crouch and spread my legs more so he could get all the way up my ass. As the officer stood there naked I really got a good look at that hunk. He stood watching as Bruno mounted me and began pumping my ass. The dog was at me like a machine and when I felt him tie I knew he was close. Then he really began to give it to me and suddenly he was shooting into me and with his knot plugging my ass he pumped his cum deep up inside me. It took Bruno about a half hour to finish with me and when he finally pulled out of my ass he gave me a few licks and went to lie down contented. Now my naked trouper began to crawl up my back like Bruno had done. In a low voice he ordered me to spread them and I felt that tool of his slipping into my hot slick ass. Spreading for him I began begging him to fuck me. Begging wasn't even necessary as suddenly I felt that cock of his plow into my ass. Between the two of them we had one hell of a late night. He was something else again. He was worse than his dog and kept on my ass all night. We did it dog style, missionary style, and every other style he could think of. That boy just loved to fuck and it didn't matter if it was up my ass or down my throat. I was so sore when he was finished with me I could hardly walk them to the door or say good by. Leaning over and giving me a long hot kiss he told me he was Trouper Barney and I would be seeing them in a few days. I watched as they drove off. It was like the trooper said "a good bitch is hard to find". When he came back that next week he told me he wanted exclusive rights to his bitch. What was I to do disobey a state trouper?. It was almost two days before I saw the squad care pull up again. There was my Trouper Barney and Bruno getting out and coming up the walk. He had a little sack in his hands. Opening the door for them Bruno bounded in and began trying to get at my ass while Barney stepped in closing the door. In that low sexy voice of his he said Bruno was having fits and he knew what he wanted. Rubbing his crotch he said he was as hot as the dog was. In seconds I was naked and on my knees. Spreading my legs Bruno mounted my ass and tied in seconds. He knew his bitch well now and was in and humping as soon as he'd mounted me. I held still for Bruno to do his business knowing I was in for a good long ride. Barney came around fixing a collar on my neck chucking and saying it was a law all dog owners had to license and collar there dogs. I was now wearing the same kind of color Bruno had on and it even had an owners tag on it. Barney had registered me as his bitch. Now I knew I really belonged to him. He seemed different tonight, he was down on all fours and screwing me like always but as he reached around and grabbing my nipples I knew he felt different about me. Before I was just playing his bitch, tonight with my collar and tags he was really treating me like a bitch. Still I loved him screwing me so I said nothing. He and his dog became my only sexual partners. I began to crave them. After our second meeting I'd given him a key so they could come and go as they wished and many nights I was wakened and pulled to the floor to service them. It was always a thrill and I told him so. I had now started begging him to stay with me on the weekends. We went on for months like that and he was beginning to spend more time with me than he was in his own apartment. The more we were together the more demanding he was becoming and the more submissive I became. I was now so dependent on being with him that I was eager to do anything to make him happy. It late one weekend that we were having this wild time that I told him I loved him and would do anything for him. It was when he'd finished screwing me when I went to sit down that he began barking his orders, demanding I kneel on the floor. The rummaging in this bag and pulling out a whip he began to beat me telling me I was a bad dog. Every time I tried to say something he would strike me with the whip until I fell silent. Then he began to give me orders like roll over, Sit up, beg, and I had to do these things or be beaten. When I did them he would praise me and pat my head. I rather began to like playing his dog. After all I was their bitch. After going through all the commands of heal, sit and beg, we had our sex and it was glorious. As he stood to dress I began playing dog again and licking at his hands. Breaking out into a big smile he promised me a treat next time for being a good bitch. I could hardly wait and on Thursday when I heard them on the porch I was ready for them, I was naked had my collar on and was on my knees when he unlocked and opened the door. He was delighted when he saw me like that. Praising me as a good bitch as usual he let Bruno have first fuck and then he stripped and mounted me. He was wild tonight and as he pumped my ass he told me he had a surprise for me. As I sat at his feet he told me he'd decided to move in so he could take care of me proper like a good master. Getting up and moving into the master bedroom he began to shove my things aside and going to the car bringing his things in. As he reorganized my room to his liking he opened this one large package. Taking out two silver dishes he handed them to me. One was labeled Bruno the other Larry. That was the day my life began as his dog.
bestiality/jims-fantasy.txt	Date: Sat, 27 May 2000 13:33:53 +0200 From: varstin <varstin@hotmail.com> Subject: Jim's fantasy I met Jim by accident on the internet. He had seen my story, read it and decided to drop me an email. He wrote about the subject of the story and that he was very much into the same thing. We began to write some more and it didn't took long for us to get to know each other and of course share the fantasies we had. And ofcourse they involved dogs. It seemed that Jim himself didn't had a dog, but his neigbours did. He told me some stories about him secretly sneaking to the fence, calling the dog when it was outside and how he had his way with the dog. But always the fence had a part in the experience which was a shame. If the two really could have their way, something beautifull could grow. When I read his emails, I began to feel sorry for them both, and I decided to do something about it. I took the keys to my car, called for my own dog, put him in the car and drove to the neiberhood of Jim, without him nowing it. I parked my car a few streets away from his house and walked up to the neigbours house. A nice lady opened the door and looked at me. Since she had never seen me before so she was a bit cautious. But in the next moment she saw my dog and the ice was broken. She pettet my dog and asked what she could do for me. " May I introduce myself, I'm Varstin and your neigbour has hire me to take his dog for a long walk." " What? I didn't know that Jim had a dog!" " He didn't, but last week he has bought one. But he is not able to go out with the dog from time to time, so he has hired me." " That's great, you know we have a dog too and he hasn't got any compangion dog in this neigborhood. " " That's why Jim thought of you too. And since I get paid I could take your dog with me for a long walk. It wouldn't cost you anything and the dogs would have some fun together." "That's just exelent! You must be a doglover! " Oh yes madam, I really am." Whitout ant discusion she called for her dog and gave me his collar and line. I told here I would be back before dawn. My dog began to sniff the other dog. And although they were two males, there was no competition between them. They just sniffed each other and that was it. Great, my first plan worked. With both dogs I walked up to Jim's house. When he opened the door, he was surprised. We had never actually met in person before, so he didn't recocnised me. But he recognised the neigbours dog. " Hi Jim." " Hi, who are you and what are you doing with the neigbours dog." " Just let me say that I found it time that you had some real experence with dogs. These wto need to be sucked and fucked, and you are the person to do it. " Varstin....." he spoke out my name very softly with a grin on his face. He made a gester with his hand letting me know to get in. I entered his house with the two dogs. He gave me a drink and the dogs could drink some watter from a big dish. I don't know what he was thinging, he didn't know were to look. "So, I finaly meet you Jim" "You sure surprised me BIG TIME!" "That was the meaning of this visit. Say, how about skip introductions between the two of us and have some fun with these dogs instead?" "What do you want to do first? " Jim asked "I want to see you lick the neigbours dog. Without any interpution, without any abstackles. So get down on your knees and lick the dogs cock untill it's hard." Without any hesitation Jim got down in front of the dog and began to lick the dogs cock. The neigbours dog was surprisingly willing, just as Jim told me in his emails. When I saw Jim going nuts about the dogs cock, I got hard myself and took the liberty to take out my own cock and started rubbing my own cock. My dog was sitting besides me watching the hot scene. During the dogs blowjob Jim unziped his pants an a beautifull full erect cock came out. He started pulling his own meat!. I cave my dog the command to go to Jim and lick his cock. Good thing I raised my dog very willingly so he obeyed me without hesitation. I know my dog likes to lick cocks because he always gets something in the end for his efforts. So Jim was sucking the neighbours dog, while my dog was licking his balls and cock. The site was too good to be true. I got so hard that I wanted a part in this really hot scene. I got behind my own dog and began to put my cock into his asshole. My dog has been used to me fucking the hell out of him, so his hole was already wide and open. Jim was going out of his mind. In a way we heve having sex with each other with two dogs as a connection. Jim was sucking the dogs cock as if his life depended on it. My dog couldn't get enough of the cock of Jim, while I was fucking my own dog. Jim was so horny he couldn't wait any longer. With a loud cry he came and shooted his juice all over his chest and neck. The neigbours dog must have picked up the smell of his sperm so he turned around immediatly after Jim cam and began to lick the cum of his chest. I know my dog would like to lick that stuff too, but I was still fucking him, so he couldn't go anywhere. Jim had now two dog tongues licking him. One over his chest and one over his cock. My dog licked the last sperm out of Jim's cock. I had to cum. since this experience was so hot I couldn't delay it a ny longer. With a few ferm shots I came in my own dog, making it a bit difficult for him to stay straight on his feet. Now my dog had the chance to join the neighbours dog in the licking of Jim's chest. Jim smiled at me. "thanks man, this was great." "We must do this more often, there is a lot we can try also with these fine dogs." "I'm sure we can." After having playing with the dogs we rewared them for their services, so the next time they would be even more willingly. about 30 minutes later I loaded my own dog into my car and brought back the neighbours dog. The dog came home very tired so she thought the dog had a good time. I know he did, but that diffention is so widely interpetive. If you have any comments about this story, or if you also want something like that to happen, please mail your words at: varstin@hotmail.com love to hear form you
bestiality/my-boyfriends-and-i.txt	Date: Thu, 08 Oct 1998 16:14:13 PDT From: shelly desire <sdesire@hotmail.com> Subject: My Boyfriends and I My Boyfriends and I First Time I am going to tell you a story, about my boyfriends and I. I grew up as a boy, and I was able to sneak a neighborhood dog into my basement and sucked his dog cock, and got humped by him. I knew from the time that I was eight that I was really a girl. It is my earliest recollection of dressing in girl's clothes. I always admired the way girls were, the way their bodies were shaped, their breasts (I wanted them so bad), and the clothes they would wear. I was seventeen when I was able to sneak this dog into the basement of our house. He was a Black Heinz 57, but about the size of a Labrador. I knew the girl that was his owner; she was a new person on the block. She was also in my High School class, and she was also lovely. I found myself wishing that I was like her, being a girl, and having her life. One day when I was over talking to her, her dog mounted my leg; I was very embarrassed in front of everyone because he would not let go, but I also though about him fucking me. But I was finally able to shake him off. When I had her dog in my basement, he was curious about what was going to happen. I playfully rubbed his back, and scratched his ears, and rubbed his belly. I slid out of my jeans and clothes and continued to play with him after I was naked. He started licking my small cock, and his cock started coming out of his sheath, and I rubbed it. His cock came further out of his sheath and I continued to stroke him as I got down on my hands and knees. His shoulders were a little above mine, and I moved so that my body was next to his, my head was at his rear, and my rear was by his head. I grabbed a small jar of Vaseline and lubed one finger and put it inside me, and then repeated this a couple of times, until my virgin ass was very slick inside and out. I also put my head under the dog and licked his cock; he was also doing the same to me. I licked him and then sucked him into my mouth. He then mounted my head, and started to hump on me, he pistoned his cock in and out of my mouth, and I tasted his precum, which shot out in little jets, it was salty and strange tasting. I was shocked and let his cock fall out of my mouth, he continued to hump my head, and I liked feeling his cock slapping against my face, and the warm precum squirting onto my face. He humped my head for a couple of minutes, and then stopped and got down. I turned around and shoved my butt in his face. He started licking me around my asshole, and then I felt him climbing up onto me again. I felt him start humping and his cock slapped into me everywhere but the target he was looking for. I moved around with my butt under him, but it seemed he couldn't find the mark that either one of us wanted him to hit. I reached back between my legs, and found his flailing cock and guided him to the mark. He thrust once and he was into me, and it really hurt at first but I was so hot and it started feeling really good. He was behind me and on top of me, making me the bitch I knew I was. His cock thrusting in and out in short strokes going deeper and deeper into me. I was coming and rock hard and moving my ass on his cock, I was also moaning and whimpering, it stung but felt soo good. I was only seventeen, and didn't know about how dogs were stuck when they mated, I always though it was because of the female clamping down on the males cock. I found out when I felt a bump on his cock bang into me a couple of times then it slammed inside of me. I almost passed out when his 'knot' entered me, and I almost screamed out when it did. He continued humping me; I felt his cock swelling and his 'knot' getting huge inside me, it hurt so bad, but felt so good. I felt his cum filling my insides, and I knew what I was, I loved this soo much. I loved the feel of his fur, and the strength of his paws and legs wrapped around me, and his big swollen cock locked inside me. He was still thrusting a little bit, but his cock would not move, he was locked tight inside of me. It really hurt, but it was also a very intense orgasm that I had, I started shaking and shuddering, had tears running down my face. We were locked together for almost twenty minutes, my cock came almost five times when he was locked inside, I stayed rock hard, and my cum spayed my face, I felt his cock squirting and oozing his doggy cum into my insides for almost fifteen minutes. I had my arms, hands, and face covered with my own cum. He had gotten off of me and we had been locked together, tail to tail, when I felt his 'knot' shrinking and slip out of me. John I never got another chance with him, but I always was looking for him. It was how I started to be a bitch, I loved what had happened to me, and it was also my secret, I wanted more. I went and graduated from high school, and started a couple of different jobs, then I went into the Marines for four years. I had a couple of friends, and one soon to be special friend. His name was John, and since we were stationed in a remote area, we began to take care of each other. I would suck him off and let him fuck me; I scared him once when I started moaning and rocking back and forth on his cock inside me. He also had a Black Labrador named Angus, Angus was a beautiful dog. He was taller than the first dog by an inch or so, but he was very lean and friendly. It had been a few years since my first time and I knew I wanted to mate with him and be his bitch. I liked being Johns bitch and sucking his cock and letting him fuck me. I enjoyed playing the feminine role with him, although we both acted very masculine around others. We even played around with some of the local girls. One time we went to LA with some other guys and all banged a local hooker on a couple of occasions, so nobody was wiser to what was really going on. The only thing that John couldn't do was tie up and lock inside me; I really liked that feeling. My opportunity came almost six months later. John was transferred overseas. I was transferred to another unit and stayed in the same area. John asked me to take care of Angus for him, of coarse I agreed, John didn't know of the new relationship between Angus and I. I had already started with him, one day John was stuck overnight at the base, Angus and I were alone together. Angus I brought Angus into our house located in a remote area and got naked with him. He knew what I was doing and started to get excited. He started to butt me with his head; I got down on all fours and started to smell him, putting my head under him. Angus looked at me and licked my bitch butt. I saw his cock starting to appear from his sheath and I started licking the tip. Angus must have liked that because the next thing I knew he was mounting my head and his cock came all the way out of his sheath. I licked and sucked him into my mouth and he started to hump my head with his doggie cock in my mouth. I was careful not to let his 'knot' enter my mouth. I could already see how excited he was. I let him fuck my face with his doggie cock. I liked feeling it grow inside my mouth and his little jets of precum lube squirting from his cock. He was humping my face trying to lodge his 'knot'; I wanted him lodged in my bitch butt. I let his cock slip out of my mouth and let him hump away at my face, watching his cock going up and down air fucking. He soon got tired of it, and got down and moved around. I started putting my bitch butt in his face, and he knew what to do. He licked my bitch hole and lapped and wetted me from my ballbag to my lower back. He also was able to slobber all over my little puckered bitchhole and lube me really good. I was really hot by now, and couldn't wait until he mounted me. I started backing up into him more and more, he finally decided to mount me. He climbed up my back, I looked back between my legs and saw his hard doggie cock, his knot was all the way out and his cock looked so good. I had to have it inside me. He walked up closer and closer, and he started humping me. His doggie cock slapped me in both thighs, my ballbag, and between the crack of my ass. I moved my hips and received a near miss, then I reached back between my legs and guided him to my bitchhole, and he went right into me. His doggie cock started pistoning with him as he started humping me furiously. I went wild with pleasure as his doggie cock pumped in and out of my bitchhole. I wanted him pumping me for a while so I kept his 'knot' away from my bitchhole for a little while, I knew this was driving him crazy because he started humping and fucking me harder. He was driving me crazy, with his doggie cock inside me. My cock was rock hard and throbbing and bouncing around as he was humping and fucking me. I started to shoot cum all over my face arms and hands. I let him ram into me deeper and deeper, his 'knot' started banging into my bitchhole, then it slammed into me, it popped in and out twice, then slammed into me again and lodged and locked him inside me. I started seeing colors and gasped for air. His doggie cock inside me twitched and jerked as he slowed down his fucking and humping action to a few thrusts a minute. His doggie cock inside me was squirting his doggie cum inside me and filling me with his seed as his cock continued to grow inside and his 'knot' swelled against my prostate and we were locked together, him and his 'bitch' in constant heat. I loved it when he 'tied' with me, although I wasn't really used to it yet. He slipped his leg over and got off of me. We were now locked together tail to tail, with his swollen cock locked inside me. I felt his cum still squirting inside me. He started to walk away, dragging me like his little bitch; I loved this even though it was a little painful at first. His knot was pulling against me from the inside and I had no choice but to follow him backwards. I was his little 'bitch' now; he was my master. I loved being his 'bitch'. His cock slipped out of me about twenty minutes later. I couldn't believe the mess that was made. I had cum about six times, and had orgasms racking my body the whole time he was fucking me and when he was locked inside me. I knew I was a bitch, but the orgasms were so fantastic. Wave after wave of rushes, and colors, big boomers, and little boomers, flashes of light, like I was inside a thundercloud. I loved it. Angus moved over and lay down and licked his cock, I moved over and licked him and helped him with his cock. I loved the taste of his doggie cock after he had fucked me; it had all taste mixed together, his cum and the inside of my bitchhole. I then moved around the room and started to lick up the mess on the carpet. Angus came over and helped me clean up. He licked around my asshole when his doggie cum was leaking down my thighs and lapped it up. I noticed he was starting to get horny again. I think it was the heavy smell of his cum and the sex that we had just had because his cock was starting to show again. I started to lick under him and around his doggie cock when I knew he was ready again. I was surprised at his ability, but I knew I would enjoy what I was thinking about doing. I moved my head under him further and licked at his cock harder. I then sucked him back into my mouth and he again mounted my head. I wrapped my lips around my teeth and sucked him as he started fucking my face and humping my head. I took all of him into my mouth and loved the feeling of his humping motion and his cock inside my mouth fucking my face. I watched as his 'knot' was banging into my lips and his jets of precum lube sprayed into my mouth. I allowed his 'knot' into my mouth and locked my lips around it. His doggie cock swelled into my mouth and started squirting his cum into my throat. I kept my teeth away from his cock and sucked him for almost thirty minutes as his cock was inside my mouth jetting his cum down my throat. I swished my tongue under his hard cock in my mouth as I sucked and sucked. Angus stayed mounted on my head, while I sucked until his cock started shrinking and finally slipped out of my mouth. John came back the next day and I played with him, I missed the 'tied' part when he fucked me, but I made him feel lucky that he knew me. I fucked and sucked his brains out, and also told him that I really though I was a girl. I didn't tell him that I was his dog's 'bitch'. I started dressing up with John he seemed to enjoy this more and more. I would satisfy him all the time when I was dressed. This was our secret, and we only did it at our remote house where no one else would know. I would get so horny, but then I would always miss what Angus had when John was fucking me. John left for overseas for a year. Angus and I really got going. On days that I was off, I would almost spent the entire day naked and on all fours. He would spend most of the day and some of the night fucking my face and little bitchhole. I was always surprised at how strong he was. I would let him mount and 'tie' me. And I would suck him dry but he always came back for more. Everyday that I worked we would 'tie' twice, and I would suck him off once. He never seemed to get enough of his bitch in constant heat. I was enjoying every minute, and the time flew by faster than I wanted it too. John came back from overseas, and took Angus with him to the East Coast where he lived. I stayed in California, and started missing my lover. I got out of the Marines. I also started living as a girl full time. I had some male lovers, but I missed the 'tied' feeling and all of the orgasms I had when I was. I started doing a hormone replacement therapy, grew my breasts, I really love these. Lucky Times I had been out of the marines for about a year. I started Hormones to become a girl, about a month after I got out, and loved my new life. I would always play the lottery, but I was always almost broke. I worked, as a cashier in a local supermarket, nobody there knew I was really a guy. The owner hired me cause I was giving him blowjobs and letting him play with my large breasts. Those were done in Mexico when I had some money. He also removed my Adam's apple. I rose to head cashier, but I also worked on the streets in the he/she area, doing guys for twenty to fifty dollars a pop, always using condoms, some of the guys were nice and fun, some were ok, and some were really creepy. I barely had enough money for my hormones and apartment and clothes and food until I hit one of the jackpots in the lottery. I moved north and west of San Francisco, I bought five acres of property, and had my own house built, back away from anyone. I built up a fence around my place, and had four houses built along the street for rental income, and also bought a nearby apartment building. I also started my own business in realty; I hired a manager and let them work my business. Shortly after I moved into my house I found a young gorgeous black lab male puppy. He was so cute I bought him when I looked into his eyes. I named him Duke; he always would look at me with his eyes and look so formal. I was getting him used to seeing me naked, and playing with him inside my house on all fours. He quickly grew, up and was soo clumsy he was really funny sometimes. I was getting some sexual fulfillment once or twice a week from a black guy who lived in SF, he was well hung and fucked me really good but I wasn't interested in a long term relationship with him, and he also had his wife. But she was older and tired of his big twelve- inch long, and six inches around horse dong. I liked it, I could deep throat him and take all of him inside me, and I liked they way he would fuck me, but it still missed what I loved most, and that was the huge 'knot' that 'tied' me, and made me know what a 'bitch' I was. I loved playing with Duke when he was a puppy. It was also fun training him. He knew not to jump on people, and he also knew where he could and couldn't go. He also knew that when I was naked and on the floor with him on all fours I was a 'bitch', and when I was dressed and on my feet I was in charge. I watched him slowly grow and patiently waited. I was getting him used to me touching him, and he was licking me allot. When he was just over eight months old he started to try to mount me, but he was still a puppy. I wouldn't let him hump and fuck me, but I would let him air hump me, then suck and lick him afterwards. I waited until he was just over eleven months before he fucked me, and let him 'tie' me to him. I couldn't control myself. It had been almost three years since I was last 'tied' I barely remained conscious though it. I orgasmed again and again while his cock was locked inside of me. I started to look though the Internet for my next master; I always heard about how big Great Danes were. I went to some local dog shows and I was amazed at how big and beautiful they were. I started reading up on how to chose and take care of one. I visited a couple of breeders and found my new master. King I found him, he was so gorgeous as a puppy, and big and clumsy, with floppy ears and so lovely and handsome, I named him King. He was still a puppy, ten weeks old, when I brought him home and he and Duke met. I couldn't believe he was so cute. I loved and snuggled with him and he started growing soo fast. He ate like a horse, and at times I though he would grow into one. At six months he was taller than Duke was, and he didn't seem to mind licking me when Duke was fucking me and humping me. I think Duke trained him more than I did, these two never fought or got territorial. They just seemed to like each other. King was easy, it seemed, to train, and wash and stuff, King Duke and I would bath together, and Duke would mount me, and hump and fuck me. King started trying to hump me when he was seven months old, but I wouldn't let him enter me yet. Duke would hump and fuck me and I would lick and suck King. I would never let him go unsatisfied, and he knew when Duke 'tied' and locked himself inside me, and when I would orgasm and shake sucking on his young dog cock, I could see how big he would be. Sometimes I would suck his 'knot' into my mouth and taste his young doggie cum. King was about thirteen months old when he first tied with me. We were all bathing in the bathhouse by my pool, (I had it built just for this) Duke had just slipped out of me and King was lapping up the cum running down my thighs. King jumped on me without warning and his doggie cock found the mark right away and he slammed all the way into me the first thrust, he then just humped on me, fucking me furiously. I was in orgasm heaven from Duke, and a little spacey, when I felt his 'knot' slamming in and out of my bitchhole driving me crazy until he slammed it into me again and I realized we were going to be 'tied'. I was too late in reacting when he was locked inside my bitchhole. He was still humping me and fucking me furiously, his knot was locked inside of me and swelling up fast, I had seen his 'knot' before and it was almost twice the size of Duke's 'knot'. King's 'knot' swelled up to full size, and his doggie cum squirted inside of me, he was still humping me, and I went crazy when the first wave of my orgasm hit. King's 'knot' felt like softball stuck inside me, with a baseball bat on one end, jerking back and forth, pulling me with it. I loved this, and although it hurt, it felt good, my orgasm came and crashed like heavy surf on a beach, during a strong storm, wave after wave after wave. With stars and flashes of light, big boomers and small boomers, crashed around my head and body. I moaned and whined and cried. God, it felt soo fantastic. I knew what I liked and I had my two boy friends, whenever we showered together I would suck and clean them and turn off the water. They would mount my head or my ass, and hump and fuck me, driving me crazy. I loved my boy friends, and loved how they fucked me and treated me like the little 'bitch' slut I am. Bull I found Bull when I was looking around for some doggie toys, for my two masters. I went to one breeder and saw Bull's daddy. He was one of the biggest Great Danes I had seen. Almost two inches taller than King. King was a beautiful tan color. And this dog was a solid black color. I asked if he had any litters he had sired, and was shown the momma nursing four-week old puppies. I couldn't believe one of those beautiful puppies was soo cute like his daddy, solid black, and the biggest puppy in the litter. I asked if they were accepting applications and turned mine in, and picked him out. I spent about an hour with Bull's daddy; he was so gentle and sweet. He was also soo huge I couldn't believe he was 40" tall, and 210 pounds, he reminded me of a miniature horse. King was 36" now and 160 pounds, and King was soo gorgeous, almost full grown, he was going to fill out a little more, but not grow any taller. The Breeder left me alone with Bull's daddy, and I played with him and scratched him. I also had a chance to cop a feel and I was surprised at what I felt. Kings balls would fill up my hand and be a handful, these balls I could only hold one at a time, they were like miniature bull balls. His cock was bigger in the sheath than King's was; I didn't try to see how big his hard cock would be though. The Breeder called me and told me I could have Bull, in a month and I sent him a check for my new Boyfriend. I anxiously waited for the day when I could go and get him. I told King and Duke about the new boy coming home soon. I was so excited and happy about my new Boyfriend. King and Duke were very happy because I would get soo horny, and let them fuck me crazy. I took both King and Duke out to the bathhouse and got naked with them. I could tell that they were ancious to do me again. I was so excited about getting my soon to be new boyfriend and lover the next day. I couldn't control myself when I though about having three big boyfriends so suck and fuck me and to make me their own 'bitch' again and again. I removed my bathing suit and got on my hands and knees. Both of them came over and locked me between them. I had a juicy doggy cock on either side of me and I alternated between them, licking and sucking their cocks hanging under them. I enjoyed the licking they were giving me. They were both licking on my cock-hanging limp between my legs (it never got hard anymore, it was due to massive amounts of hormones, I think). I wanted Duke to mount me first, and he was ready, his cock was out of his sheath. His 'knot' was starting to grow, and his cock was totally hard. I moved with my head towards King, and moved my 'bitch' butt towards Duke. I licked and sucked King into my mouth. He was very huge now, almost thirty-seven inches tall and 175 pounds. His big doggie dick was out of its sheath and hanging there hard. It now measured almost five inches from the tip back to his big 'knot', which measured another four inches, and then he had another inch and a half behind that. His cock was a dull point which went out to six-inches almost three inches before his 'knot' then went to his big 'knot' which was over ten inches when he was coming, right now it was only eight inches around. Dukes cock was easy to take first, his was only three inches before his 'knot', and his 'knot' was three-inches, and another inch behind his 'knot'. His cock started out with a dull point then grew to five inches around, his 'knot' was eight inches around, and his was a nice cock for starters. But I loved King's humping style. I also loved Duke, but he was always the first to hump me and fuck me, getting me ready for the King. Duke licked my ass slobbering all over me and getting me wet and really horny. I licked and sucked King into my mouth, and he mounted my head. He started humping me and fucking my face, I kept my lips from his cock's 'knot' so he didn't cum yet. I would alternate letting him hump air, with his cock slapping my face, and taking his precum squirting cock into my mouth. Duke had licked me enough and started mounting me. He had his hard doggie cock between my legs, and I reached back and guided him to my bitchhole. He slid right in all the way to his 'knot' on his first hump stroke. They both pumped and humped me, one fucking my face, and one was pounding away at my bitchhole. I felt his 'knot' banging into my bitchhole again and again. I knew it wasn't going to be long before he rammed it into me. I was getting hotter and hotter, and starting to moan, having a doggie dick in my mouth and ass at the same time made me really hot. I was already close to orgasm when Duke pounded his 'knot' inside me. I felt it slip out once and then slam inside me again. That was all it took, my orgasm came rumbling up from my toes and swept over me. I felt the heat of my body boil and Dukes cock lodge and 'tie' me at the same time. As his cock grew and started squirting his cum seed into me I went over, and over and boom, boom. I started rocking against him inside me when he thrust into me with his doggie cock inside me. My orgasm rose and crashed, and lights and sound and flashes, Duke was still humping into me with his cock 'tied' inside me. I was twitching and shaking, rocking back into Duke and his cock inside me, moaning and whimpering. His 'knot' was swollen and sealed him inside me, he was shooting his seed inside me and filling me. Everytime his cock squirted more of his seed into me it sent a wave of pleasure through my body. King was very hard I put my hand around his 'knot' while his cock was inside my mouth and squeezed with my hand, I was getting squirts of his precum lube into my mouth. It was leaking around my mouth and down my face. When I started squeezing his 'knot' I tasted a change to his seed. King and Duke were filling me with their seed at both ends. I loved the feeling as doggie seed squirted into me at my mouth and inside my 'bitchass'. They were both happy as I could hear both of them moaning and whining as both cocks continued to squirt their seed into me. I was enjoying myself and loving every minute when I was naked with my boyfriends. I was soo horny, and I loved being 'tied' and being a 'bitch' in heat all the time. I went and slept with my boyfriends, King woke me with his paw and I knew what he wanted. My 'bitch' as was slick with the seed from earlier and King's tongue. I got up on my hands and knees and he was on top of me. I guided him into me with my hand and he started humping and fucking me. I went down onto my elbows and put my face into Dukes groin. And started massaging his 'knot' inside his sheath. His cock soon appeared and I sucked him into my mouth and fucked my face on his hardening cock as King humped into me. Duke's 'knot' came out of the sheath, and his hips started humping. King rammed his 'knot' into me and locked inside me. I sucked Duke's 'knot' into my mouth and became 'tied' at both ends. King's 'knot' filled my 'bitchass'; Duke's 'knot' filled my mouth. They both started squirting their seed into me and I loved it. A midnight hump and fuck session with my boyfriends, I enjoyed it soo much. I went and picked up Bull the next day. He was soo cute, big and clumsy, I found myself wishing that he were already full-grown. I had so much fun with him when he was growing up. I took the time to be very patient with him and I would always wonder at how big he would grow. The first time Bull watched me getting humped and fucked was just after seven months had gone by. But he was still to young to have him hump me. When he was eleven months old I started sucking him and playing with his balls and cock. He was still too young for full sex, but he was getting big. When Bull was almost fifteen months old was the first time he humped me. It felt soo good. He was a little bit bigger that King was. I knew his doggie cock was bigger by almost an inch in length, and thicker. His 'knot' was almost a half-inch bigger in length, and an inch in thickness. It was incredible to have him humping me and pumping his doggie cock in and out. I went into instant orgasm when he locked his 'knot' inside me and his cock and 'knot' swelled. I enjoyed it soo much. Bull is now almost three years old; we have had so much sex it is had to tell. One thing that Bull does to me when he is 'tied to me now is my knees are off the ground. He is that big, and I feel like a real bitch now. Hanging off a cock after I have been fucked, my hind legs in the air as his 'knot seals my bitchass to him. His cock squirting his seed into me. All I can do is wait, and know he is in charge of me. Oh, by the way I am 5'5" I wear blond wigs, and blue eye contacts. I weigh 135 pounds, and my measurements are 38D-27-37, slim and sexy, you cannot tell I was born a boy. I also have my big black boyfriend, who loves to have his cock sucked while I am being fucked. He doesn't live with me though; I like being myself with my real lovers who make me their 'Bitch in heat'.
bestiality/the-king.txt	Date: Mon, 4 Sep 2006 16:37:36 -0700 (PDT) From: David Myers <bldlx350@yahoo.com> Subject: The King It had been several years since I had graduated from grad school. I was in my late twenties and had a really good job. I majored in zoology and had been working at the local zoo for some time now. I was the head of my department and was very respected in my field. Being there for so long had given its benefits; most of the animals knew who I was and knew that I wasn't a real threat to them. I had been with some of them since they were born. My specialty at the zoo was the large felines such as lions. When I was little I hated cats so this came as a shock to my family when I told them I would be working with the lions. I had been working with lions every since I started grad school. I had watched these lions grow from little kittens. Every time I saw them I got a sense of accomplishment. When the zoo first opened the new lion exhibit it only had two female lions. It was a rather small exhibit part of the African Safari in the zoo I worked for. About a year after opening the new exhibit, the breeding department contacting me about possibly breeding one of the female lions. I decided to give it a try and hope that everything would go well. The female that we were breeding was named Marla. She was a three year old lioness in heat and ready to be breed. A zoo about three hundred miles away was introducing its male, Zarth, to Marla. The lions were left in solitude for three days where they mated every fifteen minutes. Marla became pregnant and about 110 days later gave birth to three healthy cubs, two females and one male. The deal was that the zoo I worked for would get to keep one female and the male lion cub while the other zoo kept the other female. My team would share responsibility of the cubs. I took the male cub named Goliath while Shari took the female cub named Lena. Goliath was a handful. He was constantly getting into trouble and couldn't be left alone for one second. As much of a hellion he was, I loved the little shit. Over time, my team weaned us from the lions to hopefully encourage them to be on their own. It was hard after spending so much time and effort with the cubs to not be with them so much but we knew it was for the better. It was especially difficult for me and Goliath because had become so attached. Once Goliath had reached the age of two, he was now a fully grown male lion and had reached the peak in his sexual maturity. He became aggressive and would often charge at other workers. I knew now that no one would be able to go into his territory while he was loose. The zoo decided to build him a new enclosure for safety purposes and because he was in need of more territory than the small African Safari. It only took about eleven months to complete. The night before the grand opening, I decided to go into the enclosure and spread some treats around for my old friend to find. I still made sure to see him and talk with him whenever I got a chance but I couldn't hold him like I used to and I never dared to be with him without a steal gate between us. That night, after closing hours when most everyone went home and when I was done spreading around Goliath's treats, I looked at him through the gate. He was in his cage while I was standing in his new domain. He looked at me with a sense of pride and dominance. As I was looking at him, I noticed that he kept nudging at the gate. When I looked closer I saw that someone hadn't latched it all the way. At this rate, if Goliath kept nudging the gate, he would have it open in no time. I didn't want to run up to the gate and try to close it in fear that he would charge at the gate and open it more. I slowly walked towards the door I had entered the new enclosure but the closer I got to the door, the more Goliath nudged the gate. Before I knew it, he had managed to open the gate far enough to escape into the new enclosure. I just stood still. I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to run because I knew that he could possibly charge at me. I just froze and hoped that maybe he wouldn't see me. At this point, everything I had learned I forgot in a matter of seconds. I managed to slowly creep my way into a corner. There weren't too many lights so it was hard for me to see. Goliath smelled his way around the enclosure and found all the treats I had left for him. That's when he spotted something crouched down in the corner, me. He slowly made his way towards me and I thought this was it; he was going to eat me alive. As he made his way towards me, he kept his head low to the ground. He walked up to me and was now inches from my face. He was smelling me, trying to determine if I was a threat to his new domain. Then, he licked my face with his rough tongue. I thought my skin was going to rub off he licked me so hard. He looked at me and then he turned around. He didn't go anywhere, just turned around. I thought he was going to sit on me with his massive 200 pound plus body but then he did something I would have never expected. He lifted up his tail. I had a nice view of his anus. As I was staring at his massive tight hole, I noticed it was starting to swell. Then without warning, it opened and he sprayed me with his scent. He sprayed me several times. He was marking his territory. I was now his. After about five or six squirts of his lion scent, he lied down on his back. I now smelled musty; it wasn't lion piss but the juice that male lions spray around their territory to ward off any other males. As I looked at Goliath, my fear left me. He was just laying there on his back. That's when I noticed something. I don't know why I never noticed this before. I looked and in between his hind legs lay this huge set of massive balls. I couldn't take my eyes off them. I mean they were the size of baseballs. I had this strange urge to grab them and roll them around in my hands. I don't know what was wrong with me but now my cock was beginning to grow. I was being turned on by Goliath's massive balls. I had to get out of the enclosure before someone spotted me staring at these huge balls or saw the massive bulge in my shorts. I don't know how but I managed to get Goliath back into his cage and make it out safely. That night I went home and still reeked of lion. I still had Goliath's juices on me but for some reason, I just went home and went to bed without showering. I wanted to keep his scent on me. The more I smelled him, the harder my cock became. Sleeping that night was almost impossible. I jacked my rock hard cock at least six times all the while thinking of Goliath's huge baseball sized nuts. The next day was the unveiling of the new enclosure. Everything went well as planned but all I could do was try to get a close up shot of those massive balls. That became my goal and all I could think about. I was unsuccessful and decided to head home to be alone and jack off to the images in my head from the night before. Every time I would cum, my orgasms would become more and more powerful. I didn't know what was happening to me. My life was being taken over by the thoughts of Goliath's balls. The next day, I was depressed because I had the day off. All I really wanted to do was go back to the zoo and stare at the gigantic nuts I had jerked off to. I was just getting into another session when my phone rang. "David, it's John. I have a big favor to ask of you." I always am in a pissed off mood when someone interrupts me right as I'm about to blow my load. "Yeah, John?" I said in a depressed voice. "Will you be able to watch my new dog that I got for three days? I have to go out of town for business." "Can't you get someone else to do it, John?" I asked, suggesting maybe his girlfriend to. "No, plus you know more about animals than anyone else I know." "Fine." "Okay, great! I'll be right over." "Wait! How long..." and that was it. John was on his way over. I didn't have time to finish blowing my load because John only lived about two minutes away. I got dressed and before I even had the chance to go take a piss, John was knocking at my front door. When I opened the door, a gigantic beast of an animal pushed past me and ran into my living room. "What the hell was that?" I demanded. "Oh, that's Sky. He's my new dog. But hey, no time to chat, gotta run. I'll be back in three days. Here's his food. He eats every morning. Thanks again!" and with that said, John was gone. I didn't know what to do next. I was stuck with this huge dog. By the looks of him, he must be a Bull Mastiff. I mean this dog could easily weigh 200 pounds. I really didn't like trying to make this beast obey me and I'm sure this thing could easily rip my head off if he wanted to. And John had found this dog? Great I thought. It probably has fleas or something. Just what I needed; millions of fleas all over my house thanks to this giant monster. Well since I had the day off work, I decided to make do with what I had. I was going to try to get Sky comfortable. I got some old bowls down and filled one with water. He didn't seem thirsty so I let him outside. The last thing I needed was for this dog to shit and piss all over my house. I didn't know what else to do with this dog so I let him back in the house. By the end of the day, having Sky around wasn't that bad. He was real calm with me. He would just lie at the bottom of my feet as I rayed down on the couch and watched TV. The next day, I was a little hesitant with leaving Sky home by himself while I went to work but I really had no choice. I spent the entire day watching over Goliath in his new enclosure. The zoo wanted to make sure he was adjusting to his new environment well. All day, all I tried to do was get a good shot of his giant ball sack. I was literally a walking nard-on. I was constantly rubbing my cock through my khaki pants. Finally I had a chance to gaze at those baseballs. I couldn't wait to get home and jack the hell out of my cock. Finally it was time to head home. All the way home, all I could think of was Goliath's sack. I knew my load was going to be a huge one. As soon as I got home, I stripped out of my uniform, my cock already hard as a rock. I rayed darn on my each and went to town on my cock, imagining Goliath's balls on my chest. I was imagining him sitting on my face with his balls right in front of my nose. I could smell his scent. I wanted him to spray me again and suck on those giant balls. Oh I was really getting worked up thinking about this. My cock was already getting juicy. Another minute and I was going to spew my load. Just as I was about to blow all over myself, that damn dog barked and almost scared the pigs at of me. I had completely forgotten about him. I knew I wouldn't be able to finish so I got up to let Sky at to go to the bathroom. I put my boxers back on and tucked my cock in. I decided to go at back with Sky since it was a nice night. Sky was walking around, smelling all over the place. I had never seen a dog lift m his leg so much to pigs and mark his territory. He must have gone all the way around the back fence and worked his way back up to the porch where I was standing. Sky was pigging all over the place. As he walked in front of where I was standing, he lifted up his leg to piss again and mark his territory. As his leg lifted up, something caught my exe. There, swinging between his legs was a pair of nice sired hair balls. I couldn't keep my eyes of them. Seeing them instantly brought back images it Goliath and immediately I could feel my cock poking out of the hole in my boxers. I don't know why I was being turned on by these animal's balls. I called Sky back into the house after he was done marking his territory. I had to try something. I didn't care if this dog bit my head of my dick had become my brain now. I called Sky over to the carpet. I made him lay down so I could rub his belly. As soon as he lied down, he immediately rolled over onto his back with his legs in the air. The more I thought about it, Sky started to resemble Goliath. He was about the same size and weight and his balls were just as big. I knew I had to touch them. I slowly started to rub his stomach, telling him that he was a good boy. As he was getting more and more comfortable, I would slowly move my hand further down his stomach, until finally, I reached what I had so desired. Finally, my hand was cupping these massive, firm, hairy balls. I was in heaven and apparently so was Sky. As I massaged his gigantic balls, I looked down at his cock and noticed that at least six inches was sticking out of his sheath. My cock was doing the same, poking out of my boxers and a nice little puddle of precum had formed on the floor. Without even thinking, I stuck his cock into my mouth and began sucking away. Sky was in heaven, humping my face for all it was worth. Jetting out of his cock was a shit ton of doggy precum. I didn't want him to cum in my mouth in fear that I would choke, so I pulled out. I turned around and took off my boxers so I could go to town on my own cock. Before I knew it, Sky had stood up and mounted me from behind. At first I was turned on but then I became worried as his ten inch cock was poking at the entrance to my ass. Trying to push this 200 pound beast off of me was no use, and before I knew it, Sky was inside my ass. He was humping away and he had his front paws wrapped around my chest. I was in pain, and I thought that this beast was going to rip my ass hole apart. But much to my surprise, my cock was still hard and I began to jack off. The more Sky pounded me, the more it felt good and the more I loved it. I was imagining Goliath now, jumping onto my back, shoving his massive beastly cock up my ass with his huge hairy balls swinging back and forth into mine. I wanted his giant lion cock pumping his juicy deep inside my ass. Oh this was killing me, I was about to blow my load all over the floor. I couldn't handle it anymore. Then, before I knew it, I felt something trying to be shoved into my tight hole. I managed to look under me and I could see Sky's knot pounding my hole. His knot was the size of a grapefruit and he was going to shove that into me whether I liked it or not. The pain was unbearable. After what seemed like hours, Sky had finally managed to shove his huge doggy knot deep inside my hole. I was screaming from the pain but the pain soon subsided and turned into pleasure. Once again, the thoughts of Goliath entered my mind. Sky was panting and his drool was now running down the sides of my neck. I hadn't even noticed but I shot my load all over the place. Cum was everywhere, on my face, neck, hand, in my hair and floor. But my cock was still hard so I continued to jack it. That was it, I lost it. I shot another huge load and collapsed from Sky's weight. The orgasm I had was so powerful. Spurt after spurt of my cum hit my forehead. Just as my orgasm was ending, Sky's was beginning. I could feel his load filling my insides. Pump after pump, Sky's cum was jetting inside me. He was going crazy and once again, I shot another load. I never even knew my balls were filled with that much cum. I thought that my ass was going to explode. Sky and I ended up being tied for at least a half hour and when he finally pulled out, a huge gush of his doggy cum poured out of me. There must have been a gallon of is just on the floor. I rolled over on my back and passed out. I was spent and when I finally woke up, about an hour later, I got up to take a shower. In the shower, all I could do was think about Sky and how much I didn't want him to leave. Then another thought entered my mind. Goliath! I knew I had to have him. I needed him to rape me just the way Sky just had. I needed his balls to be emptied inside my waiting ass even if it killed me. I needed to be raped by the king! I hope that you liked my story. If you would like, you can email me at BLDLX850@yahoo.com to let me know what you think. Or you can instant message at BLDLX350@aim.com
bestiality/groomed.txt	Date: Sat, 11 Mar 2000 20:42:47 -0500 From: FF Subject: GROOMED I left my wife with her freind and her friend's 15 year old daughter and decided to take a walk. They lived in the country just a few miles away on a small tract of land with a house and barn. It nice out here, I thought as I passed the barn, I think I'll take a look inside. In the last stall stood a horse so I headed towards him to have a look. My god, I thought, as I stood at the gate. His cock stuck out below him and I couldn't take my eyes off it. It was so huge. I couldn't resist the urge to touch it, and before I knew it I had my hand wrapped around it. The horse didn't seem to mind, so I began moving my hand along the entire shaft. The next thing I know, I'm kneeling under him and I watch as both hands move back and forth, from base to tip. It can't get any bigger, I thought as I jerked him off. Or can it! I tightened my grip and began jerking him off faster, watching to see if it would grow. I thought about what I was doing and it turned me on. Incredibly I looked on as it slowly grew in my hands. It was about 2 feet long. "He cums an awful lot." I heard from my left. It was Diane, the 15 year old. I let go of the cock and jumped up. Before I had a chance to speak, Diane began. "No one will ever know." she said. "Just get under him and keep doing it." she told me. "This time put it in your mouth." she orderd. I knelt and took hold of his cock once again, only this time my mouth was on the tip. A special, incredibly exciting feeling took me over, as I thought about how a 15 year old girl was there with me, watching me kneel under the horse while I sucked and licked on the end, both hands in front of me squeezing as they moved back and forth along his long cock. After a few minitues I looked up at her and asked, "how much does he cum?" "You'll see." she said. Finally the first gush hit my mouth, filling it instantly. Before I had a chance to move, another gush squirted into my mouth. Cum began running down my face from my mouth. Not knowing what to do, I opened my mouth in front of his cock and kept jerking it off with my hands. Cum squirted onto my face and in my mouth again and again. When it was over I stood and looked at the young girl. "That was incredible." I said to her. "It sure was." she said. "Now you can do it to the goat." Realizing I had no choice, I did what she wanted. After the goat she told me to strip and get in a stall. In a moment she returned with a dog and I knew what was next. Diane laughed and teased me as I knelt in the stall. The dog had buried his cock into me and she was loving it. After awhile the dog came inside me and turned, forcing me to lay with him. His cock was swollen and I was tied to him, so together we laid in the stall. "How long will I be tied to him?" I asked "About another 15 minitues." she said. "I'll be right back." The next day Diane took me for a walk. We walked over hill and through a field to a pool of water where we sat. About 5 minitues later a boy around Diane's age appeared and walked over to us. "This is my friend Jim." she said to me. "He has a real big cock for his age." Diane went on. "Show him." she said to Jim. Jim took his pants off and stood next to me. I looked up at him and knew Diane was right. His cock hung down at least six inches, I thought, still soft. "How old are you?" I asked. "14" he answered. "That's a real big cock for a boy your age." I said to him. "I know." said. "Do you want to suck it?" I was never into screwing around with kids, but looking up at his cock, I knew I was about to make an exception. He laid on the side of a hill behind us in the grass, as I laid sucking on his cock. It was so big in my mouth. I laid there looking down, my mouth stuffed full of his cock and thinking how I liked the feeling. How I liked the way I felt thinking about me with a 14 year old boy, me sucking on his cock, waiting for him to fill my mouth with cum. I certainly wasn't dissapointed. In another minitue my mouth was full of young cum, a lot of cum, and a 14 year old cock to boot. "He's in there waiting for you." I heard Diane say a couple of minitues later. That little shit, I thought. After sucking her young friend, Diane said she wanted to watch the dog fuck me, so we headed for the barn. "Tell me when he cums!" she said to me as his swollen cock pumped deep into my ass. "I like looking at your face when you feel his cum squirting into you." Deep inside I felt the first warm gush of cum begin to fill me. "Now!" I said to her. "He's cuming now!" Diane giggled and teased me for the next 5 minitues as she knelt at my face, knowing the dog was cuming the whole time, then said she'd be back and left. Helplessly, I laid with the dog's cock tied into my ass, as I heard the footsteps approach. I looked up and there was Diane and her mother Kathy, looking down at me and the dog. "Feel good!" Kathy said to me. "Your wife would love to see this, don't you think!" "It's her fault." I said, looking towards Diane. "I never would have done this if it wasn't for her." "But you did, didn't you." Kathy said firmly. "And you'll keep doing it, and anything else we tell you to do. Right?" "If you don't tell my wife, yes." I answered softly. The tone of my voice made it clear to all that I knew I no choice. "Fine." Kathy said. "How was it!" she said in a cheerful and exciting tone. Smiling, I looked up into her eyes. "Unbelievable!" I said. "Feels better the second time, doesn't it!" Kathy said to me. "It felt great! And what a turn on." I admitted. "See!" Diane said to her mother. "He loves being a bitch. He's a natural." Later at dinner, Diane, Kathy and I sat listening to my wife as she went on about how nice it felt to be out of the city and how much talking it took to get me to go with her. "Aren't you glad you came." Kathy said to me, a naughty look in her eyes as she spoke. "It's not so bad out here in the sticks, is it?" "It's better than I could have imagined." I replied. "I'm sorry it took so long for me to come." "I'm so glad you like it here." Diane exclaimed. "I do. And you and your mother go out of your way to make me feel wanted." I said. "Thank you!" I added, looking at Kathy and back to Diane. As I sat listening to the three of them talking casually around the table, I thought about how I felt being there with them, Kathy and Diane knowing what I'd done and me knowing I'd do anything they told me. I felt an excitement that I can only describe as sort of naughty and dirty at the same time taking control of me. The role I played in our new relationship I realized, turned me on is a special sort of way and the oblivious way in which my wife sat talking with us made it even better. After breakfast Diane wanted to go for a walk and asked me to come along. Of course I would, we both knew that, so as I expected, we once again found ourselves in the barn. "It was so nice of you to tell us how wanted you feel at dinner last night." Diane said to me in a real teasing sort of way. "What is it you like best here? Getting fucked by the dogs, or maybe it's when the horse cums all over you. Or maybe it's being controlled by two women. Tell me which?" "All of the above." I answered. "Although I must admit, being controlled by a sly and very beautiful 15 year old girl is kind of special." "You're very lucky." she commented. "Now strip and get in the stall bitch." she ordered. She had me describe every feeling to her as I let the dog turn me into his bitch, which turned me on even more. This time I knew exactly what to expect and when, and I found myself eagerly anticipating every move. Two days ago I would have thought that anyone who let themselves get fucked by a dog must be a pervert, never mind me being the one. Surprise, I thought. Not only is it me, but it' me liking it. Yea, I really like it, I thought again as I felt myself being planted with his swollen cock. "I like seeing his cum drip down your legs." Diane said to me as the cum gushing from his cock spilled out my ass. I didn't answer, all I could do was feel his cock pumping warm cum into me and enjoy it. "Be sure you lay completely still and don't make a sound." Diane said to me. "It's for your own good." Diane pulled a carriage into the stall as the dog and I fell to our sides, now tied together. "Be quiet and no one will know you're there." she said as she ran from the barn. In the quiet we layed together, me thinking about how it felt being tied there with him and getting more turned on each minitue I thought about it. Diane's coming back, I thought as I heard something move outside the stall. Just as I was about to call out, I heard two voices and so I laid completely still. I recognized my wife's voice immediately, then Kathy's. They were laughing and talking as they walked into the barn and headed towards where I lay. They continued on, stopping at the gate to the stall I was in. The carriage was the only thing that prevented them seeing me. "Want to hear something funny?" Kathy asked my wife. "Sure!" she replied. "I know your sense of humor, you'll love this." Kathy said. "Something juicy happening in the country?" my wife asked, eager to hear the story. "I didn't want to tell you when Diane was around. I can't let her hear this." Kathy began, really stirring my wife's interest. "What is it, I can hardly wait." my wife prodded her on. "Well," Kathy went on. "Remember that man we saw at the store yesterday?" "The good looking big guy?" she asked. "The good looking big guy." Kathy acknowledged. "One day, Mary from next door and I took a walk just before sunset and found ourselves in the pitch black darkness out back. By this time it was quite late and as we walked from the field we saw a light on in the barn close by. I figured must have left the light on, we sometimes left it on all night. For some reason, we both got the urge to look in the window. You'll never guess what we saw!" "I can't wait to find out." my wife said, urging her to continue. "It was so funny. That good looking guy was in the barn and we saw him taking off his clothes." Kathy told her. "In your barn!" my wife asked. "I guess he thought it was safe there. We rarely go out after dark and he must have known that." Kathy figured. "Did he get naked?" my wife asked. "He sure did and you should have been there." Kathy said excitingly. "Why, did he have a big cock?" my wife interestingly asked. "Not too bad, but that's not it. Listen to what he did." Kathy continued. "He walked right towards us into the stall at the window, but never even looked at it. He was too busy with his dog." "With his dog!" my wife exclaimed. "He got on his knees and elbows while he pulled the dog's front paws over his back. The dog started humping away at him but I guess nothing was happening because he got up and started sucking the dog's cock." Kathy described. "Fuck!" my wife screamed. "I wish I could've seen that. It's so fucking perverted, I love it." "Well," Kathy went on, "When the dog got big and hard, he turned back with the dog and this time the dog's cock went right up his ass and he started humping away. "I'd give anything to see that." my wife said. "It's so perverted, and it's making me so fucking wet between my legs." "Mary and I got so horny that we started fingering ourselves right there. I think I came a dozen times. We didn't leave until we saw the two of them lay on their sides with the dog's cock locked in his ass.' "I feel like fingering myself now!" my wife said. "I'll tell you," Kathy said to her, "he really liked that cock up his ass. He kept saying things like yea, oh, so good, the whole time he was getting fucked." "What a whore!" my wife said laughing. "Men are such whores aren't they!" "Oh, and he started screaming so nice, so nice, it's so warm and nice when he felt him cum inside him." Kathy said, the two of them laughing as they walked away. I realized Diane and Kathy just had some fun with me and my wife was the only one who didn't know what was going on. Diane asked if I'd help clean up after dinner with her and we stood together at the sink doing the dishes. "We'll go for a walk after we finish." she told me. "The horse?" I asked. "Later, the dog first." she whispered in my ear. Teasing me by purposely pressing her tits on my arm as she turned back. I smiled and looked at her. "You'll have to be a real good boy before you ever get your hands on these." she taunted. From the other room I heard Kathy say that maybe they'd get lucky tonight, then my wife loudly saying she hoped so. Before I was able to catch any more, Diane pulled me away and off we went to the barn. "Put this on." Diane ordered. It was a hood with wholes for the eyes and mouth cut in it. Around the neck a collar fit which prevented the hood from falling off. I took it and pulled it over my head. Diane immediately tightened the collar, had me strip, then kneel in a stall facing the gate. She told me to fuck the dog and said she'd be back in a while, then left me alone with the dog in the stall. This was a different one and he just stood behind me and didn't move. After awhile I knew I had to help him get the idea, so I got up and went to him. Thinking about Kathy telling my wife how the other guy got the dog ready, I decided I'd do the same thing. Kneeling beside him, I began rubbing his belly then his crotch. My left hand took hold of his cock and I began jerking him off. As I felt his cock begin to swell, I took hold with both hands, rubbed until the pointed tip began to emerge from the sheath, then bent over to suck him. Seeming awkward, I managed to get him to lie down and now easily had his cock in my mouth. After feeling his cock swell in my mouth I decided it was big enough and he was ready, so I led him to the gate where I knelt once again. It worked, I thought as I felt his cock push bit by bit into me. I began thinking about what I was doing and how it made me feel to be kneeling there, remaining obediently still for him so he could fuck me. That turned me on. Diane never came back. When we were able to separate I got dressed and left alone for the house. Tired, I went right to bed and fell asleep. Right after breakfast, I joined Kathy and my wife outside on the porch. "Want to tell him?" Kathy said to my wife. "Let's!" she answered. "We went for a walk last night while you were in bed." Kathy said to me. "You'll never guess what we saw!" my wife interrupted. My wife described in detail how last night in Kathy's barn they watched a neighbor fuck a dog. Step by step I was told exactly how it happened, everything. "You should have seen him!" my wife said to me. "He was naked with a black hood over his head, getting fucked up the ass by some big dog." I tried acting genuinely surprised, which I was because I didn't know they were watching me. Kathy and Diane set it up, I was sure of that. "First he sucked his cock, then the dog fucked him." my wife said, going through the whole thing again. Finally it was time to leave and we drove away after saying goodbye, Kathy being sure to tell us to come back soon. Once on the highway, my wife turned to me. "Seeing that guy get fucked last night really turned me on." she said to me. "Did it?" I coaxed. "Unbelievable." she said. "What really turned me on was how he was able to do it. Imagine what it must take to let yourself be fucked by a dog. He made it look so easy and natural." "Amazing what some people can do." I replied. "It must have felt real good because he really liked it." she said. "I want to see it again." "You do!" I said surprised. "Would you do it for me?" she asked seriously. "Let a dog stick his cock in my mouth and ass?" I said excitedly. "I'm sure it feels good. I bet you'll like it." she added. I never knew if Kathy or Diane had told her, but it didn't really matter. We arrived home with our new dog that night. My wife was never happier. Me too!
bestiality/farm-daze.txt	Date: Wed, 31 Aug 94 22:48:00 -0300 From: Ibase Subject: Farmdaze Organization: MANDIC BBS Sao Paulo/Brazil +55 11 816-3911 FARM DAZE by Dog Boy I have a friend, Danny, with whom I share some pretty strange interests and we decided to visit a friend who lives in Napa last week. This friend, I'll call him Mark, owns a working farm which has horses, cows, chickens, goats and sheep as well as a faithful dog. Danny, Mark and I have played games together for quite awhile. Danny came over Saturday night and we had a session of pretty vanilla sex. In the morning we had some light water play: I pissed my morning's piss in his mouth and he pissed in mine. We sucked and fucked and then had breakfast (nude) before staring. Although we both needed to do so, we avoiding crapping. After a big breakfast, we got ready to go. While it might have been fun driving my van in the nude, cops tend to frown on that sort of thing, so I put a large cloth diaper on Danny and he put one on me. Then on came the plastic pants and then our clothing. Danny is much smaller than I am, so he took a smaller diaper. Since Danny doesn't drive, I drove the van. On the way to Napa, I drank coffee from a large thermos, Danny drank hot chocolate (which he prefers) and we talked about what we wanted to do that day. Since neither of us had taken our morning shit that morning, we used the trip up as a means of emptying our guts into the diapers, farting, pissing and shitting along the way, a planned treat for Mark and a source of fun for ourselves. Once we got to Napa, our dipes were pretty full of shit and wet from the piss that the coffee and hot chocolate had induced. We were both pretty stinky when we pulled into Mark's place. He had fun with us in the barn for about an hour, but I won't go into that with you. After we all cleaned up, we began our play with the animals. Mark is a certified breeder and has a lot of equipment and supplies which add to the fun of our games. In particular, he has some animal hormones which stimulate them sexually. We began our play with the goats. Mark rubbed a small amount of this hormone mixture on each of our pubes. Then he brought a male goat into the barn. I don't know if you've ever smelled a male goat when it's randy, but imagine what piss smells like when it has sat around for three days, wash a dead skunk in that piss and then you've got an idea of how bad a randy billy goat can smell. This fellow got wind of the hormone almost at once and scampered over to where we stood and began nosing our crotches. Mark was stroking his furry cock sheath and he erected almost immediately. Goat cocks aren't too big, about the size of a man's, but they are strange shaped. They usually are fiery red and don't have a glans. The tip tapers to a blunt point which at this time was moist and drooling. Danny dived under the goat and slurped the pizzle into his mouth. Danny is an incorrigible sex fiend. That's why I like him so much. I watched while he sucked all of the goat into his mouth, including the fur cock sheath. The animal was starting to hunch his legs and move like he was trying to mount some non-existant female. Danny began swallowing and by the smell in the barn, I could tell that he was swallowing goat jissum. He pulled the peg from his mouth and let the last bits of goat sperm spatter his face and hair. I loved the way the translucent flob looked in Danny's red hair. Danny went back down on the goat to get him hard again (animals have a much greater capacity for rerun than humans). Mark brought another male goat in and for the next fifteen minutes, the three of us each got fucked by them. As I said, goat cocks aren't much different in size from men's, but I love the feel of their soft furry bellys rubbing against my back as they mount me. I think goats are my favorite animals to be fucked by. Unlike Danny, though, I'm not crazy about the taste of their semen. WAY TOO STRONG AND NASTY TASTING. None of us had cum at that point so we retired to the hen house. If you think it's cruel to fuck chickens (as I did when I first tried at age 13) then consider how big an egg is in comparison to your hard cock. You just have to be careful not to go in too far. You also don't have to mind getting chicken shit on you since it rubs off onto your penis while you're fucking the hen. I started and then Mark went next. Danny was last. After the chickens we waited awhile and then Danny announced he was horney and wanted to fuck again. This time we went outside to where Mark keeps his pigs and Danny alternated between fucking me and the sow. I was preparing for what I knew was going to be our finale that day: one of Mark's ponies. Danny has a pretty big cock and after the goat fucking I'd taken, he was streching me more. After he finished his pig fuck, we went back into the barn. Mark brought one of his ponies over, rubbed hormone mixture on my face and had the pony nuzzle me. (Ponys are not young horses. This guy was fully grown and stands about twelve hands at the shoulder.) He is one I've played with many times and he loves our games. I moved along side of him and began stroking his cock. as it began to peak from inside the sheath, I slipped under the beast and began licking it. It pushed out quickly and I spent several minutes licking it all the way up one side and down the other. Horse cocks are spatula shaped and too big to fit in ones mouth but I could get the tip in and sucked my four legged friends piss slit. Mark was massaging his belly and at one point Danny lifted the beasts tail up. The pony has been trained to use these signals to start urinating, which he did on signal. The strong horse piss poured from the prick with such force that I could only take a couple of mouthfulls before I had to pull my mouth away from the pizzle. I drenched myself in the flow and as he was slowing it down, replaced my mouth on the spewing hole, drinking the last cup or so of bitter, somewhat salty urine. When I'd finished my drink, Mark brought over a contraption he had had built especially for use with his ponies. It is a table on wheels which allows a person to be under the pony at the right height to recieve the horse's advances. I slipped out from under the pony and lay down on my belly on the padded table. Danny greased my ass well, gradually getting each one of his fingers in my asshole until he had all five in. Once he was able to get his fist in, he pulled it out and Mark brought the pony over me and the two of them guided the hard prick into my ass. It is like being fucked by a fire engine. The only bad part about animal sex is that is ends so quickly. When I had been fucked twice by this pony, they removed it from over me and Danny got behind me and slurped his tongue around inside my rectum. It was easy slurping since my hole was stretched so wide. When he was done, his face was streaked with animal cum and some of my shit. He had such a sweet smile. I took that pony twice and another one one more time. After the fucking from the second pony, Danny and Mark gave it the signal to piss. This time, my gut and not my mouth was filled by horse piss. In the position I was in, I had no choice but to accept the hot animal piss. Once the animal fininshed and his peg shrivelled back into its sheath, Danny dove for my hole and drank the filthy horse piss as it poured, unstaunched from my hole. I had to wear diapers that night, too, since after the abuse my asshole had taken, there was no way I could hold my shit in. The three of us played up in Mark's house before going to bed. But that's a whole other story of piss, shit and sex.
bestiality/karl-tony-and-i.txt	Date: Mon, 27 Mar 2023 18:51:18 +0200 From: Sarcastic Sword <sarcasticsword@mail.com> Subject: Karl, Tony and I I hope you are enjoying my work. If you like it let me know at sarcasticsword@mail.com. It always helps to have some feedback. That's the only payment most of us writers on this site receive. Speaking of payment, if you are able to help support Nifty.org please donate what you can. Karl, Tony and I I was waiting in a motel room with my male Doberman Karl. He didn't know what was going on but he could sense my excitement and could also tell that there was sexual tension in the air. You may ask why he was familiar with sexual tension. Well that would be because Karl is my most frequent sexual partner. He likes blow jobs and loves fucking me even more. And he's fine with me returning the favor. He has a nice tight ass that easily accommodates my six inches. He prefers it when I fuck him in the missionary position. We were both here to meet up with a new partner. Tony had read my story "Of Dogs And Young Men" and it touched a chord in him. He'd always been interested in dogs and had never really had the opportunity to try it out because he didn't have access to a large breed intact dog and also had no experience in this area. Well the more we emailed back and forth the more we realized we had a real connection. And we decided we would meet up and maybe fulfill some of our fantasies. We lived about 5 hours from each other so we decided to meet up somewhere in the middle. All of my experiences before this had been with much younger men. This would be the first time I'd be with an older man. Not that he was much older, he was 62 compared to my 60, but it offered a whole new dynamic. In my other relationships I had always been the dominant partner and was always the top. This situation was much more even and might allow me to be a bit more versatile. We'd sent pictures of each other and of course the obligatory dick pics. And I was infatuated with his. Other than dogs my biggest fantasy kink is uncut cocks and he was uncut. I'd seen many uncut cocks in locker rooms but I'd never been with a guy with an uncut cock. This would finally be my chance. We had decided to meet at a local Pizza Parlor to break the ice. Even though we'd been corresponding we'd never met each other face to face or even talked on the phone. This would give us a little chance to break the ice on some neutral ground and to back out if we really didn't click in person. The time was getting close, so I put Karl in the crate and got ready to leave for the restaurant. I was dressed in a long sleeve black dress shirt and a pair of black dockers. I'm not Goth or anything, but I think I look best in black. The restaurant was about a mile away so I had to drive even though it was a beautiful spring evening. I got to the restaurant about 10 minutes early and ordered myself a Straub lager to sip on while I waited and maybe to calm my nerves a bit. I had been nursing my beer for a few minutes when he walked in. I recognized him immediately from his picture and I also immediately knew that there was a connection there. Almost at once I could feel a tingling in my dick. It's not like either of us had movie star looks or body builder bodies. We were both kind of average guys but in really good shape for our ages. I'd never before been attracted to guys my age, I'd always been somewhat of a cradle robber (legal age but much younger than me) but I knew right away that I wanted to be with Tony. He walked over to the table and we shook hands and introduced ourselves, although that was a bit redundant. "So how was your trip?" I asked. "It wasn't bad but I was so anxious to meet you that it seemed to take forever." Tony answered. "I felt the same way. But I got here a bit early to get the room and get Karl settled in." "So I'm going to be Karl's boy toy tonight?" He asked. "Oh Yeah! Hes gonna love breaking you in." I said with a laugh. "Yeah I've seen the pictures you sent of him. I'm gonna enjoy being his bitch." We ordered our pizza, we agreed on mushrooms and pepperoni. Tony ordered a glass of red wine and I asked for another Straub. We caught up on the things that we had done in our lives and other mundane stuff. The reason we were getting together wasn't something that we were going to discuss in public. It was an interesting conversation as we filled in some of the holes in our lives that we hadn't managed to get around to in our internet chats. Before the end of the meal we were feeling like long lost friends. We paid the bill and headed to our cars. He followed me to the motel and we each took one of the two assigned parking spots for the room. I had managed to get the end room on the second floor which was the top floor. That way there would be as much privacy as possible. We went to the room and when I turned the door handle Karl let out a low warning "WOOF". "Dude it's just me." I said as I finished opening the door. His whole demeanor changed, he started wiggling all over. He didn't have a tail to wag but his little stump was wiggling all over as I went over to the crate to let him out. He quickly came over to me to greet me then he turned his attention to Tony. "Well Karl I brought a new bitch for you. He's a virgin too!" I said laughing. Which was only partially true, Tony wasn't a virgin but he was a virgin for dog cock. "Hopefully we're going to remedy that soon." Replied with a laugh of his own as he rubbed Karl's ears. "Yeah were going to remedy that soon, but first things first." I said as I pulled him into a hug and put a liplock on him. It didn't take much prodding to get his lips to part for my invading tongue. Soon our tongues were dueling. But I was getting impatient. I released the hug and my hands went down to the top button of his shirt. I quickly unbuttoned the shirt and then pushed it back over his shoulders. He shrugged his shoulders and let the shirt slide to the floor. I started kissing my way down his neck and worked my way over to his right nipple. I started sucking on it while I lightly tweaked his left nipple between my thumb and finger while giving his right nipple a nip. I could tell that it hit him like a jolt of lightning because he exclaimed, "Fuck Yeah!" I kissed the rest of the way down his body and as I got to his treasure trail I got on my knees in front of him. I unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants and pulled the zipper down. He was thin enough that gravity was able to take the pants down to his ankles. He kicked his shoes off, stepped out of his pants and used his right foot to push them out of the way. The prize was right at eye level, but still hidden by his tight fitting black silk boxer briefs. I was glad I'd worn something similar, if I'm not dressing up I usually go commando. I could see the outline of his semi-erect uncut cock through the thin tight material. I just stared at it for a few seconds as the anticipation grew. I was finally going to fulfill my fantasy of an uncut cock. I hooked my fingers into the waistband and started to slooooly slide them down. It was like unwrapping a Christmas present. His cock was pointing down in the pouch and as I slowly pulled them down it was revealed to me inch by inch. When I finally pulled it them down far enough the half hooded head sprung out like a Jack-in-the-box, slinging just the slightest string of precum as it shot out at me. All I could do was moan in lust. I wrapped my right hand around the shaft and pulled forward until his foreskin was covering the entire head of his cock. I took it into my mouth and wormed my tongue under his foreskin to work over that velvety smooth glans. It was much softer and smoother than a circumcised head. I could feel the blood surging into his erection as he finished getting fully hard. I let go of it with my hand and started bobbing my head on it when it was finally hard. It was a nice firm erection, especially for someone our age, which was important for what I had planned later. I could occasionally taste a spurt of precum here and there. Then I noticed something. Karl had moved behind Tony and started licking his asshole. It startled him at first but he was soon moaning from the combination of me sucking his cock and Karl's big rough tongue rimming him. I grabbed a globe of his ass in each hand and spread his cheeks giving Karl much better access to the hole that he would soon be fucking. Karl knew exactly what he was doing. I was bobbing for gonads as Tony was getting too close to the edge. Tony grabbed my head and pulled my head off of his cock. "Shit! I don't want to cum yet!" He gasped. "I gotta feel Karl's cock in me. It's something that I've fantasized about all of my life." "I've got a great way to do it." I said. I got up on the king size bed and lay on my back. "Get on the bed and straddle me in a 69 position." Tony complied. He was on his hands and knees, his cock right over my head and his head right over my cock. "Karl!" I called. He didn't need any more explanation. He hopped up on the bed and started rimming Tony again. I let him lick it for a moment then I commanded. "Karl Mount Up!" And that's exactly what he did. He mounted up on Tony's back and hooked his hips with his front paws. He'd had his dew claws removed when he was born and his nails were ground into tight little nubs so there was no skin damage. He immediately started taking little exploratory thrusts. It was a visual high watching his thin pointed cock urgently trying to find the entrance to his bitch. I reached up and guided him in. As soon as he hit the hole he drove it in in one thrust and started jack hammering into Tony. Of course at first it was just the size of my little finger, but it instantly started to grow as he tried to get himself balls deep. But we had already talked about that and Tony wasn't ready to get knotted. So I used my hand to keep the knot out of his asshole. Karl's knot was forming in my fist outside of Tony's sphincter. Karl thought he was knotted and started the little dance shifting his weight from one leg to the other while trying to seat his knot in his bitch. By this time he was much too big to get his knot into Tony so I let go and just watched. Tony's cock was throbbing and there was a string of precum hanging down about an inch and a half. I lifted my head up and took his cock into my mouth, tasting his pre as I bobbed on his cock. I knew that wouldn't last because we didn't want him to cum yet. Karl's knot was throbbing as he pumped gusher after gusher of dog cum into Tony's rectum. "Can you feel all the cum he's filling you with?" I asked Tony when I pulled off of his beautiful uncut cock. "Yeah. He's quite the stud. I hope he knocks me up." He said with a chuckle. "I think you two would make beautiful puppies." I said with a small laugh of my own. Karl was pulling Tony back against him, grinding the front of his almost fist sized knot tight against Tony's sphincter. While it was only the size of your middle finger when he put it in, the shaft of his cock was every bit as long and big around as an above average man's erection. He was no longer thrusting but I was sure that Tony could feel every throb of Karl's doghood against his prostate. I scooted out from underneath Tony to get ready for when Karl would dismount. All dogs dismount and turn into the classic butt to butt position when they have sex. Some do it immediately after they have a firm tie, others like Karl keep mounted up until their hind legs start to get tired. I got a firm grip behind his knot. Then he dismounted and swung his right leg over Tony so they were butt to butt. I held him in for about a minute then slowly let it slide out with my fist still having a stranglehold on his knot. "Wow! That was intense" Tony said as he collapsed forward onto his stomach. "Yeah it is. But if we keep him stimulated we still have twenty or thirty minutes left on this perfectly good knot. I'll show you my favorite way to use it to get off." I told him. He got up off the bed and I grabbed Karl's two outside legs and pulled them toward me, flipping him over onto his back. I grabbed some lube and lubed my cock up. I crawled between his hind legs, setting his feet on my shoulders. I placed my cock and balls over his and leaned forward until we were in missionary position and wrapped my arms around his neck. He knew what was coming and didn't resist at all. I started rubbing my slick cock against the base of his knot which started to stimulate him all over. His cock that had started to come down just the slightest bit, throbbed to a full erection again. I could feel his prostatic fluid spurting out through his cock onto our bellies. I could feel our cocks and balls rubbing together as we shared our masculinity. "That looks fucking hot!" Tony exclaimed. "Do you want to give it a go?" I asked. "Hell yeah!" Was his eager reply. I got up because this was something I wanted Tony to experience. He crawled between Karl's legs imitating what I'd done. He laid down on top of Karl and wrapped his arms around Karl's neck. And Karl to his surprise gave him a big wet doggy kiss. He started thrusting back and forth against Karl's knot. I could see his cock clearly from the side. I could see his foreskin covering his dick head on the pull back and uncovering it on the forward thrust. I don't know who was enjoying it more, Karl or Tony. "Wow! This is so fucking erotic." Tony said. I could see his balls starting to draw up. "Don't cum on him, I have a better place for you to blow your load." I said. At our age cumming more than once in a session was a bit of a challenge. And there was still something I needed from this tryst. "I've only been with one other guy. He was much younger than I was and was a total bottom. I've been versatile with dogs but I've never been taken by a guy before. But I've never connected with someone like I've connected with you. I trust you. Do you want to take my human virginity?" I asked. "That would be so fucking hot!" He replied. "I've never been the sub before so I want you to be the one to take charge. You guide me through how you want to do this and I'll submit to your wishes." I said. I grabbed the tube of Gun Oil and tossed it to him. "Get on your belly." He ordered and I complied. "Lift your hips up." When I lifted my hips up he grabbed two pillows and put them under my pubic area, elevating my ass just enough. He got behind me and put some Gun Oil on my crack and rubbed it around the outside of my sphincter. Then he put some on his middle finger and brought it up to my ass. This was the first time any human had ever touched my asshole other than for a prostate exam. He circled my hole for a few seconds before deftly slipping the digit into me. My first instinct was to clamp down on it but I immediately relaxed. I trusted that Tony would take care of me. He slowly inserted his lubed middle finger the whole way into my rectum. He must have known what he was doing because he immediately homed in on my prostate and started to massage it. I was in heaven! I moaned and any resistance I may have had was gone. He was free to take me any way he wanted to. He continued to work his finger in and out over my gland. Then he pulled almost all the way out and inserted the tip of his index finger into me along with his middle finger. He slowly worked them in stretching me out. Soon he was the whole way in. He worked his fingers in and out for about thirty seconds, then asked, "Are you ready?" "You don't have to ask. You're in charge, take me however you want. Just take me." I begged. He didn't argue. He pulled his fingers out and squirted some Gun Oil on his hand and ran it up and down his rampant erection. Then he used his thumbs to spread my ass cheeks, exposing my "virgin" anus. He deftly maneuvered his cock until it was centered on my opening, then he slowly pushed his hips forward. This was the moment of truth, after 60 years of life I was finally going to submit to someone. Someone I trusted. He put a steady pressure on my sphincter. I relaxed a little more and the mushroom head of his cock popped through my sphincter. I gasped, but then relaxed again. He slowly pushed the rest of the way in until his balls came to rest against mine. I had been holding my breath and I finally let it out. "Looks like I got your human cherry." He said with a chuckle. "Yeah, but you won't be finished until you mark me as yours." I replied. And with that he gripped my hips and started to work his cock in and out of me. It was a totally different experience than being fucked by a dog. His cock was full size while he was fucking me while a dog's erection formed after he was all the way in and usually finished growing after he stopped thrusting. He was stimulating my prostate so much more than any dog had ever done. He was being gentle while I adjusted to his size. One little nuance I noticed was I could feel his balls slapping against me when he bottomed out in me. I usually didn't get to feel that with dogs because I was usually gripping their knot to keep it out of me, so my hand was between me and their balls. This was already far more intimate than anything I'd ever experienced with a dog. He was positioning my hips to give himself the best angle for penetration. I cooperated completely, I wanted him in me as deeply as possible. I'd waited this long to find someone I could trust so I was going to surrender to him completely. When he got me positioned exactly how he wanted me, he leaned forward until he was laying on top of me. He ran his arms up under my arm pits and gripped me by the shoulders, holding me gently but firmly. He left no doubt that he was the one in charge and that was just what I wanted. He brought his mouth down to my right ear and started to nibble on my earlobe, while his thrusting increased in urgency. "You're so fucking tight!" He growled into my ear. "Well your such a fucking stud." I tilted my pelvis to give him a better angle to get even deeper in me. It was such a different feeling letting someone else take charge for the first time in my life. I was starting to get feelings that I'd never felt from a dog fucking me. I'd always enjoyed getting fucked by the dogs but I never came close to cumming from them fucking me. The head of Tony's cock jostling my prostate was giving me a tingle in my balls. I wondered if it was possible for me to cum hands free just from the probing of his uncut cock. I could feel a change in the intensity of Tony's thrusting. I wondered if he was getting close to the edge. I really wanted to feel him finish in me, just the thought of him marking me as his was getting me close also. I always enjoyed knowing that the dogs were cumming in me, but this would be a completely different level of submission. "Please cum in me Tony. Mark me as yours." I begged. "Mark you as mine?" He asked. "As far as I'm concerned if you cum in me, I'm yours whenever you want me." As far as I was concerned after this he could have me whenever he wanted. He was just so fucking good. "I can't argue with that. I'm gonna want to tap this on a regular basis!" He growled in my ear as he started to really fuck me hard. But the harder the better. I wanted him to take me, to possess me. I could almost hear his balls slapping against mine, and I could definitely feel them. The same balls that would soon be marking me with his seed. The seed of a real man. He took a couple of more hard deep thrusts into me then he growled, "You're fucking mine!" He thrust deep one last time and grunted as his seed started jetting into me. And that was all it took to bring me over the edge too. My seed was jetting onto the pillow while his was filling me as I submitted to him. Then he collapsed on top of me. He didn't pull out right away, he just rested on top of me, his dick still lodged balls deep in me. I was expecting him to quickly shrivel and slip out, but to my surprise it seemed to be staying hard. It already felt like he belonged in me. After he caught his breath he rolled us onto our sides without pulling out so we were on our sides with him spooning me. His arms were wrapped around my chest possessively. He slowly started to thrust in and out of me. It was almost like now that he had taken me, he was reinforcing his possession of me. "That was amazing! I've never had someone give themselves to me like that before." He finally said breaking the silence. "I told you, I'm yours whenever you want me. I was serious about that." I replied. "Well I'll be taking you up on that every time we can get together." "Is that a promise? Because I plan on holding you to it." I replied and that was the last thing we said as I drifted off to sleep in his loving embrace. I have 12 years worth of writing up on SoFurry. I am one of the more popular writers on that site. You can find all of them at https://firefromheaven.sofurry.com/stories. These are my other stories that I have moved or I'm in the process of moving to Nifty. All of them are in their entirety on SoFurry.com: Earth's New Masters https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/earths-new-masters/ In My Wildest Dreams https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/in-my-wildest-dreams/ Wild Horses https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bestiality/wild-horses Runt https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/runt/ Mutt https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/mutt Pittsburghese N'at https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/pittsburgese/ Craigslist Bull https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/craigslist-bull/ The Trophy Wife https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/the-trophy-wife The Initiate https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/the-initiate My Pet Lion https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/my-pet-lion Sasquatch In My Mind https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/sf-fantasy/sasquatch-in-my-mind Reverse Cowboy https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/reverse-cowboy Of Dogs And Young Men https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bestiality/of-dogs-and-young-men/ The Oracle https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/historical/the-oracle/ Royal Prerogative https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/historical/royal-prerogative Harry Potter and Firenze https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/harry-potter-and-firenze The House Mouse https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/military/the-house-mouse The Jungle Book https://www.nifty.org/nifty/bisexual/celebrity/the-jungle-book In Gods We Thrust https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/in-gods-we-thrust If you read any of the others please let me know what you think of them.
bestiality/my-friend-lily.txt	Date: Fri, 18 Oct 2002 01:53:04 -0400 From: Crimson Subject: My Friend Lily (f/f) Notice: I would like my email removed from the story. Also, this story involves a dog and a girl, but it is mostly girl-on-girl so I would prefer it to be in the Lesbian Young Friends category. I am also the author of Pool Pals (Lesbian Incest), just incase you need to know that. My Friend Lily By Crimson Warning: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of incest between a teenager, her friend, and her dog. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. We had just gotten a cute black lab and my stupid sister insisted on naming it Gigi. I really didn't care, so we let her. Unfortunately, I was stuck with her most of the day so I decided on training her to sit & stay, you know, the basics. But one day while everyone was out of the house, I was lying on my bed naked. I was listening to music and had my eyes closed because I was so relaxed. I didn't even feel the bed jump when Gigi climbed onto it. I never would have realized she was there except for one thing. She went down and started eating me like never before. Her long, warm tongue glided in and out of my unprepared pussy. I was so shocked! I opened my eyes and jolted upward. Gigi looked up at me for a moment, then went back to my now very horny cunt. She licked everywhere. She licked my ass crack and all up in my newly grown pubic hairs. I was so hot I couldn't believe it! I never even stopped to think ' I'm getting turned on by a dog fucking me '. I was engulfed in the beastly ecstasy of the entire situation. My hands suddenly shot downward and pulled the small puppy up onto my bare chest. I opened my mouth and she french kissed me. I could taste my cum on her tiny pink tongue. I made out with the dog for like 10 minutes. I then had an idea. I ran to the kitchen and got a knife and some peanut butter. I ran back to my room and locked the door. I opened the jar and plunged the knife into it. I smeared peanut butter all over my hard, erect nipples. I put down the peanut butter and directed Gigi's mouth to my large, C-cup breasts. Her tongue flew over and around my nipples, get every scrap. I was in heaven. I then had another idea. Lately, my friend Lily and I had gotten very friendly with each other and even started making out and doing strip teases for each other. But, we'd never actually gone all the way. She lived just across the street, so I called her. I told her to come over and just go into my room without knocking. I unlocked the door and anticipated her arrival. About 5 minutes later, I heard the front door open and close. " Anybody home? " Lily called. " In here hottie. " was my reply. I heard her giggle and the doorknob began to turn. As the door opened, Lily froze when she saw Gigi licking my bare breasts. " What are you doing?!?! " she asked in a puzzled yet excited voice. " Making out with the dog! " I said. She laughed and began to strip of her clothes. She removed her small black skirt and unbuttoned her small white shirt. This exposed a matching red bra and thong set. " God you look hot " I gasped, pulling her onto the bed. I unsnapped her bra and threw it to the floor. Gigi ran out of the room, apparently bored. I fondled Lily's large, gorgeous breasts. She licked the remainder of the peanut butter off my chest as I shrieked in pleasure. I slid off her thong and ran my fingers through her silky red bush. I moved down and ran my tongue through her beautiful pussy hair as she began to moan. I spread her legs wide apart and buried my face in her fat, hairy cunt. I began to suck and lick every inch of her pussy. " OH MY GOD, DON'T STOP! " she screamed as she wiggled in erotic pleasure. After about 25 minutes, she sat up and claimed it was her turn. I smiled and layed down on the bad. She spread her legs and sat on my stomach. I could feel her wet pussy on my body. She began grinding against me while fondling my dark, erect nipples. She moved down and ate me out even better than Gigi! I shrieked and moaned as I began to cum. She moved up and grinned. " I brought something else over " she said. " What? " I asked curiously. She reached into her handbag and pulled out a 6 or 7 inch dildo. I told her to go for it and got on my hands and knees. She strapped it on and began humping and grinding against me. I grunted as the dildo slid into my tight asshole. After about 20 minutes of putting the dildo in every hole on my body, we switched and I did the same to Lily. Two hours later, she finally had to go. We had a final goodbye kiss and off she went.
bestiality/a-crazy-mid-summer-weekend.txt	Date: Tue, 24 Jun 2025 03:20:08 +0000 From: Jessy42sa <Jessy42sa@proton.me> Subject: A Crazy Mid-Summer Weekend A Crazy Mid-Summer Weekend (Bisexual, young-friends, Incest, Bestiality) Be aware... this Story features sex between underage girls, incest between twin siblings, and bestiality; I'm not advocating doing any of these things with actual minors, although role play with consenting adults is fun. The reason that my Fantasy Stories always involve little girl characters, is that they are so curious and innocent about their bourgeoning sexuality. Also, I'm not the original Author of this story, and I'm not sure where I found it. I have done some edits and added to it, so here it is for one and all. DISCLAIMER: This story is a complete work of imagination, including all the incidents, characters, and places, it is intended for adults only; you must be 18 or over to read it. As a writer, I am sharing a Wild Fantasy involving sex with a tweenage girl and adults, I do not condone any sexual activity involving underage children in real life. If you are offended, or disturbed by graphic depictions of sex with young girls or boys... or any of the other Taboo activities that I'm going to be writing about in this story, then you should stop reading this Story Now! If you Love my Stories, you are a Morally Depraved Pervert of the Highest Order! Welcome to my Reality! Comments and feedback are always appreciated. More importantly, I urge you to support Nifty.org, where readers like you and authors you enjoy find a place to exchange stories. Nifty.org is supported by readers and authors alike and depends on your generosity to continue its mission of hosting these exciting tales. Click the donate page https://donate.nifty.org/ to help. Chapter 1.... Early Saturday morning Tracy Turner was sunbathing beside the swimming pool at the back of the house. The girl was young, but already very nubile and sexy, with the sort of body that had caused nearly all of the boys at school to frantically jack-off at night, while pretending that their fists were Tracy's hot pussy, or sensual mouth. Gallons of cum had been spilled over fantasies of her, and Tracy would have been delighted, had she'd known how many masturbation fantasies she had inspired, because she was a naughty little girl who aspired to be naughtier. She had a heavy mane of dark, curly hair, almost black but shot through with reddish highlights, glinting copper, bronze, rust as the sun fell over her. Her eyes, closed now, were mahogany brown, heavily lidded and long lashed. Her cheekbones were high and rather exotic, with a speckling of freckles just a shade darker than her golden tanned skin. Her mouth was wide and full, and sensual, the sort of mouth that automatically made a young man think of blow-jobs. She was wearing only the bottom half of her bikini, as she sunbathed topless in the privacy of her own back yard. Being eleven, her tits were just beginning to swell, capped by rosy nipples that stood out in twin peaks, stiff and tantalizing, a mouth-watering sight to any man or boy, and to quite a few women, as well. Her body was slender, her waist narrow and her belly gently rounded. She was slim-hipped and long-legged, sinewy yet soft, athletic in a very feminine fashion. Her bikini bottom was a tiny wisp of silk, drawn tight across her hips and dragged up into her crotch, as if by the suction of her pussy. She lay on her back, one shapely leg extended, her foot trailing in the water and the other knee slightly raised, her thighs parted. In that position, eleven-year-old Tracy was a most provocative sight, a vision that would have caused instant hard-ons, had there been any horny young men about to admire her. But Tracy was alone, except for the family dog.... Major, the big Great Dane, was lying in the grass beside the pool, his massive head resting on his front legs, slumbering peacefully. The brute was entertaining doggy dreams, pursuing juicy bunny rabbits and hated cats. His powerful haunches stirred and his flanks rippled gently. Tracy, as usual, was dreaming about handsome men and boys, film stars, athletes, and shaggy haired rock singers, and her dreams were beginning to take on an erotic nature. She dreamed of being seduced, and of seducing. Thoughts of giant cocks, rigid and throbbing, as they loomed up from swollen ball-sacks, danced fancifully through her sleeping mind. Her sexy lips turned up in a smile, her long, silken eyelashes fluttered, and her pussy began to quiver. The heated fragrance of pussy wafted from the girl's groin, and drifted across the yard on the gentle breeze coming to the sensitive snout of the Great Dane. Their dreams were becoming linked by that exciting scent... His nostrils twitched and rippled, as he inhaled the perfume of pussy. His long, red tongue came lolling from his jaw, wet with slobber. His dream changed subtly and gradually, the object of his sleeping pursuit, shifting away from rabbits and cats to a far juicier, tastier, and provocative sort of prey -- a Bitch in Heat. The Great Dane's huge cock began to swell and elongate from his loins. His balls ballooned and his cock-shaft slowly extended and hardened. His hairy sheath drew back and the tip of his angry red knob came squeezing out. The brute inhaled deeply and all of his bloated cock-head slipped free of the sheath, looming out in a fat wedge of slick meat, the cleft parted. His knob pulsed in and out and a few drops of frothy pre-cum oozed from his piss hole. Major woofed and rumbled deep in his throat, then began to whine. He stirred restlessly, aroused by the provocative scent assailing his nose. His stubby tail wagged. He whimpered and opened his amber eyes. Raising his head, tongue hanging out and drooling, the Great Dane gazed at his young mistress. Because he was only a dumb animal, Major didn't know why he was getting so excited, and was slightly puzzled, knowing full well that Tracy was not a four-legged Bitch in Heat. Also, being only a dumb brute, he had no idea that Bestiality was Taboo among humans. Yet he most definitely was aroused, whether he knew why or not. His prick was thundering by this time. He swung his big, blunt head around, and licked at the slippery tip of his flaring cock-head, then stared back at the girl from whose groin, those delicious aromas were tantalizingly streaming. The Great Dane decided to investigate.... He got to his feet, rising awkwardly around the looming bulk of his cock. With his long prick jutting out under him, the naked cock knob almost reached his massive chest. He advanced cautiously toward the pool edge; his haunches lowered as if he were stalking a wary prey. He inhaled, following the compelling odor, he was drawn to Tracy's steaming pussy like an iron filing to a magnet. Tracy stirred, breathing a bit harder as her dreams got more intense. Her hips shifted slightly. She dreamed that she was sitting on Mick Jagger's face during his younger days, with the double advantage of masking his unsightly countenance while taking advantage of his voluminous mouth. Major crept up, his muzzle thrust out, quivering. His wet, black nose flared. He lapped lightly at the inside flesh of her sleek thigh. Tracy murmured in her slumber. The dog licked higher, then pushed his questing snout right into her adolescent crotch. The gusset of her bikini panties was sucked up into her smoldering pussy, exposing a puffy-pink pussy-lip on either side. The material was drenched with her seeping juices. The Great Dane sniffed rapturously, then slid his fat tongue out, and began to slurp at the delicious spillage of her pussy. His tongue lapped at her unfurled petal-like lips, and at the sensitive nugget of her clit, as it stood out stiffly against her panties, doggy slobber further soaked her crotch. Tracy woke up abruptly, still smiling dreamily, she gazed down the gentle sweep of her body, then gasped, as she realized that her doggy was sniffing in her crotch! She jerked away automatically. Major raised his head and whined, his drooling tongue dropping from his jaws, an inquisitive look in his eyes, and his ears standing attentively. "You naughty dog," Tracy scolded. But then she giggled, thinking that the dog looked just like some hopeful teenaged boy on his first date. His tongue had felt lovely and her young pussy was still quivering. Tracy nibbled at her lower lip, thoughtfully. Was it really so very wicked to let a dog lap her pussy, she wondered? And even it was, it would be her Secret. The dog, obviously, could not kiss and tell, unless he could somehow pass on the information to other dogs. Tracy giggled again at the thought of having a pack of hounds baying outside her window, whenever she lay in bed, playing with her pussy. Well, was it wicked? Maybe so. But naughty things were always a hell of a lot more thrilling than wholesome things, and felt better, as well. Tracy flushed, radiant with excitement at her own depravity, grinning impishly as she made up her mind to be naughty. She lay back, arching sinuously. She laid her hand on her swelling tit buds, rubbing her fingers back and forth across the pert pink tips. "Well.... go ahead, then," she huskily whispered, giving her pelvis a suggestive jerk. Major cocked his head uncertainly.... "C'mon, you big, dumb son of a bitch," she giggled. "You want a dog yummy? Uuuumm.... you wanna lap my pussy, boy? Go on, then... lap the fucker..." She hiked her trim little ass up, arching her slender back and tilting her groin higher. Her long, shapely thighs parted wider. Major yelped and jammed his muzzle back into her bikini-clad crotch. He snuffled and licked, his wet tongue slapping moistly against her. Tracy purred, wriggling against his snout, enjoying both the pleasant sensation, and the dark psychological thrill of being so naughty, of surrendering so willingly to such an Unholy whim. Shit! I'm getting my pussy licked by a fucking dog, she thought, feeling deliciously degenerate! The Great Dane burrowed in, as if he were trying to root a rabbit from its warren. His nose nudged, pushing the sodden gusset of her bikini panties right up into her pussy. Juice creamed down her rosy pussy-lips, and the doggy hungrily lapped it up, slurping around the bare rim of her pussy, as the aroused teenager squirmed and writhed in ecstasy. Her heart-shaped ass jerked and her hips and belly pumped in a fucking motion. Reaching down, she grasped the Great Dane's collar and pulled his head away for a moment. Major gave her a baleful look, thinking she was denying him that succulent snack steaming between her thighs. But Tracy only wanted to uncover the tray. She tucked her thumbs under the elastic waistband and, hips grinding, drew her bikini bottom down. She kicked one foot free, leaving the soaking garment looped around the other ankle. She tilted her crotch up again, presenting her naked pussy like a steaming hot dish on a silver platter. Her pussy-lips were unfolded, exposing the darker inner folds, all streaked with girl cream. Her clit stood out like a stump in a swamp. Pulling gently at her tingling nipples, Tracy gazed down her belly and licked her lips. She couldn't blame the doggy, her pussy looked awfully delicious! Tracy knew, from licking her fingers when she played with herself, that pussy-juice was scrumptious, and naturally, she often wondered what it would be like to lick it straight out of a creaming pussy-hole... another naughty experience to which she aspired! She was an avid watcher of porn videos, her parents would die from shock, if they ever bothered to look through her browsing history. Whining, Major dived into her crotch again, lapping with glee at her naked pussy-gash... "OOOaanngggaaaahh... Yes!" Tracy moaned. It felt even better now that her bikini bottom wasn't hindering his tongue strokes. She reached down and spread her pussy-lips wide open, turning her slit into an oval slot. The dog's long, hot tongue slid right up her pussy-hole and she gasped at the wild sensation. He ducked down, running his eager lapper all the way up her groin with a slurp. She arched, trembling. The brute's wet tongue started in the crack of her ass and dragged up through her open pussy, then flipped out in the hairless expanse of her pussy mound. "OOOoooohh! Oh! Ooooohh...," Tracy moaned, jerking in a wild, horizontal dance against his head. Pussy-nectar sprayed onto her belly and between her thighs. Trickles of the pearly stuff ran down the insides of her butt-crack. The doggy was going crazy, as he lapped at her overflowing pussy, his nimble tongue slapping at her in a frenzy. He whimpered into her steaming pussy. His tongue dipped into her slit, traced along her puffy lips, and bathed her clit. As the girl's pussy got hotter and creamier, the Great Dane got hungrier and hornier, lapping up that heavy flow with joy. "Yeah... Yeah.... tongue-fuck me, boy!" she cried. His lapper slid in, filling her like a cock. He licked at the inner folds, then drew his tongue out and lapped at her clit again. Waves of fiery sensation rippled across her shuddering loins, running across her heaving belly and shooting like an electric current up her trembling thighs. As her pussy-juice got thicker and creamier, and even more fragrant, the Great Dane went into a frenzy. The flavor and the aroma drove the beast wild, as they registered on his taste-buds and nostrils. He seemed to be trying to jam his whole head up into her pussy. His tongue lashed her furiously, and his nose flared in her gash, inhaling her musky perfume. "Oooohh, Shit... I'm Commmming," she gasped. Her lovely face had contorted into a mask of lust, eyes narrowed and lips parted. She was moaning and whimpering and panting as she soared to the crest of her orgasm. The doggy wallowed greedily in her pussy juices poured out, all foaming and frothy and steaming hot. His whole muzzle was streaked with her cream and his jaws were dripping. "Lap it up... lap it out of me... Ooohh Fuck... Fuck... OOOOooohh!" Tracy wailed, dizzy with desire. Her ass churned and her pelvis jumped and squirmed. Spasms shot through her, each wave coming faster and higher. Then those waves had merged into one creamy crest. "UUUuuunnnnggaaaahh..." Tracy cried out in ecstasy, hovering at the peak, clinging to her climax. The final spasm shook her to the core and she slumped back, trembling and panting.... The doggy kept on lapping merrily away, spooning out the last spillage with his eager tongue. He slurped her juices out of the crack of her ass, licked it from her thighs and pussy-mound, then lapped at her pussy again. Tracy smiled dreamily, enjoying the after-play, and thinking that she owed her wonderful dog a favor now... Chapter 2.... Tracy lazily slid her foot down the Great Dane's flank and under him, rubbing her instep up and down the length of his huge prick. Her dark eyes widened with delight when she felt how hard and hot his cock was. She had been thinking that she had ought to jerk the doggy off to relieve his frustration, but now she realized that playing with such a big, shapely prick would be fun, as well. Major squirmed and wriggled, humping his cock out against the girl's foot. His big head dipped down for another slurp at her pussy, then rose up, jaws dripping and amber eyes gleaming like a wolf standing over his prey. Tracy leaned down and kissed the dog on his damp muzzle, tasting her own pussy-juices. He licked her face and she sucked his cream-soaked tongue into her mouth, French kissing the dog, adoring the combined sauce of doggy slobber and pussy-cum all blended together. She reached under the big brute and folded her delicate hand around his cock-shaft. The doggy yelped and his iron-hard prick vibrated, thrilling the dog to the core... Tracy had given hand-jobs to a few boys in the past year, but this was the first time that she had held a throbbing dog cock, and the naughtiness of it really turned her on. Her well-tongued pussy began to quiver again. The lips opened like the petals of a flower and her clit stiffened and shot out, tingling. The Great Dane woofed and inhaled, then dipped his head down to her groin again, obviously eager to tongue her some more. But now it was his turn to cream. Tracy let him lap at her pussy for a few moments, then pulled his head from her groin and twisted around beside him, so that she could see his cock as she fondled it. His huge prick looked as good as it felt. She even wondered what it would taste like! Her tongue slid across her lips automatically. After she gotten over the fear of sucking off her first cock, she found that she loved it and always would, and she could just imagine how frantic and enthusiastic Major would get if she were to suck him off. But she wasn't sure if she was ready to do something... as really naughty and depraved, as sucking off a dog, not quite, not yet. The dog humped through her fist, whining. Tracy slid her hand back and cupped his swollen scumbags, squeezing them gently and lifting them in her palm as if weighing his cum load. They were heavy and huge. She could feel his cum sloshing around inside the inflated bags as she jiggled them in her palm. She pulled her hand back up his cock-shaft. His hairy sheath curled up over the ledge of his naked red cock-knob like a wrinkled carpet. Then she skinned it back toward his balls and his cock-shaft loomed out, throbbing. Tracy sniffed, inhaling the musky, gamey aroma of that overheated cock-meat. The girl was still licking her lips, not even aware that she was doing it. The naked slab of his angry red crown looked so delicious that Tracy's mouth had started to water; - the natural reaction of a born cock-sucker even though she didn't intend to blow the brute, not yet anyhow. Major was always available, and she had a pretty shrewd idea that, now that they had started fooling around together, they would be enjoying lots of mutual pleasures in the future. "You like that, boy?" she whispered, as she gave his cock a few slow strokes. The big doggy whimpered, his flanks rippling as he shoved his cock through her hand. His piss-hole opened wider, and a glob of frothy pre-cum came oozing out, all pearly on his red cock-knob. Tracy rubbed the slime into his throbbing hot cock with her thumb. "Ooooohh," she moaned softly, when she felt how hot and thick his stuff was. What a fucking thrill it was going to be when all of his steaming slime load came spurting out from his throbbing cock, she thought! She held his balls in her left hand and began to stroke his cock-shaft steadily with her right hand, eager to milk the brute off. She leaned closer, staring at his bloated cock-knob. More preliminary fluids oozed out and Tracy whimpered. "Wanna come, Major?" she rasped, huskily. "Want me to pump your fuck-juice out, boy?" Paws scrambling frantically on the tiles, the Great Dane humped, thrusting his cock through her caressing hand. The knob loomed out toward her, dripping. Her fist jerked him on his own lubrication, moving faster. She squirmed closer, arching her back. "Shoot on my tits," she moaned. "Yeah.... Yeah... cream all over my tits, Major!" She thrust her nearly flat chest toward him, as she jerked-off his prick, eager to feel all his hot doggy cum splash on her budding tits. From the violent way that his iron-hard prick was throbbing in her fist, Tracy knew she wouldn't have long to wait. The dog's head was going up and down like a rocking horse as he thrust through her fist... Tracy stroked him lightly, then tightened her grip and frigged more firmly, pulling his sheath up and down around the core of his rock-hard cock-rod. More pre-cum bubbled from his piss-hole, slathering his knob. Her fist pumped back to his balls, then stroked up to his cock-knob, her hand working in counterpoint to the dog's frantic humping. "Ooooohh... come, boy.... shoot on me!" Tracy moaned. She felt a wild craving for his cum, her nipples standing out like little pink rockets. Tracy was panting and jerking, and her juices were seeping from her puffy lips, flowing in rivulets down her inner thighs. Her face was a mask of desire, radiant with passion as she pounded steadily away, beating the brute's cock with vigor. "C'mon... cream me, Major!" she whined, her lips trembling. "Give my little tities a cum bath!" His cock-knob ballooned into a massive wedge of naked red meat, as he humped out toward her. Tracy could feel the heat of his cock waft over her tits. His dribbling piss-hole was wide open now, lathering his fat slab. Her hand was all slippery and spunky as she jerked him off, and his cock-shaft was so hot she thought it might blister her hand. His cock-knob was swelling so big and fat it looked ready to burst. Major yelped frantically... "Ooooohh... come on my little tities... squirt on me!" the naughty girl cried. She was squirming on her knees, and gasping with the naughty thrill of jerking off a dog. She inhaled his gamey scent, staring with the intense concentration at his cock-knob, anticipating the joy of seeing his fuck-juice come squirting out. She jerked and jacked, pumped, and stroked steadily, bringing the big brute surging toward the crest. Major yelped again. His whole massive body was trembling violently. Tracy felt his ball-sack draw-up in her left hand. She jerked up his cock-shaft, feeling his fuck-juice as it rushed up his throbbing shaft. As her fist slid back to the shaft of his cock, skinning his cock-knob, his cum came shooting out in a geyser. "Ooooohhaaammm... Yeah!" she squealed. His first squirt splattered on her barely there tits, all thick and creamy and heavy as quicksilver. He shot again, on the recoil, as she pulled up his cock-shaft. His cum spurted onto her nipples and dribbled down to her belly. Tracy was gasping with joy. No boy cock had ever creamed her so abundantly. She pushed back and the Great Dane plunged forward, his cock-knob squirting more cum onto her chest. A creamy torrent flowed up into the hollow of her throat. "Ummm... keep it up, boy," she whimpered. "Drown me in the fucking stuff!" Her little tits were awash already. Cum dripped from the rosy tips, all milky white on her golden tanned flesh. She looked down at her slimy chest, her nostrils flaring as she inhaled the wild aroma of his cum, then gazed at his cock-knob again, as another creamy spurt gushed out. The big brute kept on creaming, spraying his cum-juice out with every stroke of her hand, fucking the girl's fist with savage energy. His cock-knob pulsed and his ball-sack quivered as he spilled more cum. His vitality seemed endless, his balls bottomless, his energy boundless. Tracy leaned closer and he thrust upward through her fist, another cum jet sped from his cock-knob and juiced her on the chin. Tracy wailed. She turned her face away, then turned back. Her trembling lips parted and the tip of her tongue slid out. She jerked another spurt out right onto her mouth. The succulent slime foamed on her lips and frothed on her tongue, driving the adolescent girl wild, as the flavor registered on her taste-buds, and she found that dog cum was even more yummy than it looked. Her head tilted back, dark hair tumbling. Trembling, Tracy pumped more cum into her open mouth. Like a fluid rocket, the dumb brute's fuck-juice flashed from his knob, and doused her lips. Tracy leaned closer and opened her mouth wider. She jerked his shaft, and a slimy rope of cum flowed over her tongue. She savored it, moaning, then swallowed. The sweet stuff warmed her belly like hot malted milk, and whetted her appetite for more. She kept on jacking and the dog kept on coming. Then, whimpering, Major faltered, his dynamic creaming coming to an end. His humping became erratic and jerky. His head hung down and his flanks heaved. He stood over Tracy, as she milked out the last precious drops from his cock and balls. She bent closer; all of her inhibitions drifted away in the heat of her desire. His slippery cock-knob loomed right in her face. Her tongue slid out, and she lapped at the tip of his knob, whimpering. The brute's cock-meat, all slathered with his fuck juice, was wonderful. Doggy cock was delicious, and Tracy knew that, right or wrong, naughty or not, she was going to be giving the brute plenty of head from now on. She flicked her tongue all over his gooey cock-knob, gathering up his slime and bathing his cock with her saliva. Major whined at this new sensation. Tracy tongued him thoroughly, then kissed the tip of his prick, and let her lips slowly part around it, feeding the naked shaft deeper into her mouth, and sucked on it. "Uuuuumm," she moaned around her mouthful of doggy cock. Her cheeks hollowed in as she suckled. She slobbered down his throbbing cock-shaft, inching more of his cock into her mouth, as her tongue played against the underside of his fat cock-knob. She coaxed a few more drops of cum from his piss-hole, rolling the gooey glob on her taste-buds, and then letting it slide down her throat. Leaning back, she smiled, thrilled by her own depravity, already the insatiable little minx was wondering how soon Major would be ready to cum again. She felt deliciously naughty, so excited that she knew it would be hard to keep it a secret. What would her friend, Jennifer (who lived next door), think if she were to make a confession? It might prove interesting for sure. She was nearly bursting to tell someone about what she had done. Jennifer might be shocked or disgusted at first, of course. But she had an idea that the sexy little blond girl could be talked into trying it herself. Not wanting to waste a single drop of his lovely stuff, Tracy scooped up the dog cum from her little tit buds, and lapped it greedily from her fingers. She eyed Major as he walked off, the Great Dane looked drained and his cock had diminished and receded, the cock-knob drawn back into his sheath. Tracy decided to call on her girlfriend, Jennifer... her family also had a doggy. Chapter 3.... Tracy rubbed the last dregs of doggy cum into her supple skin, then put her bikini back on, tugging the tiny bottom up over her taut butt, and fitted the halter around her nearly flat chest and tied it. She winked at Major and blew him a kiss, as if to let the brute know that he would soon be in for another treat. With her nubile hips swaying, Tracy went through the gate in the fence adjoining the back yards. As she had hoped, Jennifer was also sun-bathing beside their pool, she was laying on her front, wearing a skimpy black bikini. She admired her sleek flanks, bare back, and her butt was so cute. She was listening to The Pretty Reckless song "Heaven Knows" booming from her smart speaker. Tracy paused a moment to admire her friend laying on the lounge chair before she announced her presence. Tracy had never played with another girl, but she had watched several girl-girl videos on the internet, and had thought about it a great deal, usually while she played with her hairless pussy and thought about her BFF, Jennifer. Jennifer was every bit as nubile and sexy as Tracy, but in a different and nicely contrasting fashion. She had blond hair, worn curly that tumbled over her shoulders, she had big blue eyes that could look both innocent and suggestive, and a shapely figure that had certainly inspired many creamy wet dreams and masturbatory fantasies among the boys at school. But Tracy wasn't the only one admiring the lovely blond, swim suit clad girl, at the moment. Her older brother, Jon a was tall, handsome boy of fourteen, with dark blond hair, and a slim athletically toned body. He was also staring at his little sister, and was getting a throbbing hard-on in the process. Jon had been masturbating while entertaining Incestuous thoughts for his little sister for a while now. The boy figured it was wicked to lust after her, but what the hell; that only made him more excited. Jon lurked around the house, constantly hoping to catch a glimpse of his sexy sibling in a state of undress, changing her clothing, or taking a shower, or sunbathing topless. Jon, at the moment, was sitting in a deck chair across from the pool, concealed in the shadow of the pool supply & shower shed, his eyes glued on Jennifer's trim body, and his cock thundering in the confines of his tight jeans. Soon, necessity would decree that he haul his cock out, and empty his balls by hand, but he was waiting as long as he could, even at the risk of creaming in his swim-trunks. He was hoping that his sexy sister might decide to remove the top of her bikini, so that he could beat his meat over the mouth-watering sight of her wonderful tits. Lying on the ground beside Jon, the family dog, a big German Shepherd, was also regarding Jennifer with a certain interest. Jon, concentrating on Jennifer, was unaware that the dog was also getting aroused.... Then the little nymphet from next door showed up, and with two nubile girls to admire in their tiny bikinis, Jon groaned. He knew he could not endure much longer, before he whipped his cock out and jacked off. * * * * * "Jenny... Jenny, get up," The dark-haired girl said, as she finally walked up to the lounge chair where her BFF lay, and sat in a chair beside her. After a casual exchange of commonplace conversation, Tracy had assumed a very impish look, that told Jennifer that she had a secret to tell. "What is it Trac... I know you? You're trying to keep a secret," she said, as she stared into Tracy's wide blue eyes. "Yeah... I've got a secret. But you gotta swear you won't tell anyone... not Even, Betty," Tracy giggled. Jennifer had shown interest, of course, and she had sworn on her heart, that she wouldn't tell anyone.... And then, Tracy, blushing but grinning leaned forward conspiratorially, and began to tell her BFF about how she had been playing with her dog... "Oooohh, My GOD... Wow!" Jennifer gasped. "Did you really....?" "Yeah.... it was fun, too. I was asleep by the pool, see.... and I was having a lovely dream, and then I woke up and realized that Major was lapping at my pussy!" Tracy said, her face all radiant with her naughty confession. "Yeah? Ooooohh... what did you do?" Jennifer asked, intrigued. Tracy grinned wickedly. "I took off my bikini bottom... and let him finish the job." "Eeeeuuuuwwww....," Jennifer squealed with vicarious delight, "Did... did you cream his tongue?" "Uuuuumm... I sure as hell did." "Oooohh! You're so naughty!" Jennifer cried, but she obviously approved of her friend's misbehavior. Tracy hesitated, wondering whether she should also tell Jennifer that she had jerked the Great Dane off onto her chest, and into her face and mouth? She wanted to, but she was afraid that maybe Jennifer wouldn't be ready for that much naughtiness. She didn't want to risk putting Jennifer off, and ruining all the interesting prospects. "Are you gonna let him do it again?" Jennifer asked. "Oooohh Yeah.... whenever I can." Tracy wickedly giggled, and gave Jennifer a speculative look. "I just had to tell you about it and... and I thought maybe you... you might like to come on over and find out what some doggy tongue feels like." Jennifer blushed, lowering her eyes. "Ooooohh... I couldn't!" she said, but there was no conviction in her tone. "Also.... it made me wonder what it would be like to lick a pussy, myself..." Tracy blurted out. "You know... just for the hell of it... just to see what it's like." Jennifer swallowed hard, and squealed, "But... but you're not... a Jilly, are you?!" "Shit No... but a girl doesn't have to be... I was just thinking what it would be like to lick a pussy," Tracy declared. "Yeah, I guess so... I don't know," Jennifer softy said. Tracy nodded, satisfied... since Jennifer hadn't declined, there seemed to be a pretty good chance that the blond girl would be willing to try it. But Tracy didn't want to ruin things by rushing or insisting. She figured that she had sowed the seeds, and now it would be better to wait and let Jennifer make the next move. Anyway, Tracy was eager to get back home and see if Major had another hard-on. Grinning at Jennifer, who was looking slightly stunned, Tracy got to her feet. "Well, come on over, if you want to," she said. "We can have a lot of fun... with my doggy." Then she turned and walked toward the gate, her heart-shaped little ass swinging like a pendulum. Jennifer stared after her friend's departing ass. The girl was so surprised to find out that Tracy had let her Great Dane lick her pussy! Her mind was swirling with wild mental images, and her heart began to race, and her little A-cup tits were tingling in her scanty bikini top (she was 3-months older than her friend). She was sorely tempted to rush after Tracy, but she wanted to think about all she had learned. Letting a dog lick her pussy sounded... well it sounded, Wicked and Sinful... but also FUN! Then she remembered what Tracy had said about, licking a pussy herself. What was that all about? Then she began to wonder what would it be like... Then Jennifer realized that her pussy was on fire, and she knew that she had to do something about that. She got to her feet on shaky legs, her face all flushed, and her crotch all juicy. She started toward the house, intending to finger-fuck herself in her bedroom. But then she changed direction, and not realizing that her older brother was home, headed for the shower shed. Jennifer often frigged her pussy in there, enjoying the variation of scene and setting, thrilled by an open-air orgasm. Her pussy felt like a live ember between her legs, and the gusset of her bikini was soaking wet. Her pussy squished juicily at every stride. The twelve-year-old girl was hotter than she had ever been before, and, fantasizing frantically about doggies. But before she made it to the shower, she found herself confronted by Incest.... * * * * * Jon had just untied his swim-trunks and hauled his throbbing cock and balls out. He was about to beat himself off to his favorite fantasy, Jenny. When, he saw his little sister heading toward him, he desperately struggled to jam his hard-on away again. Stiff as a crowbar, his dick bucked and jerked, as groaning, the tormented youth forced it back into his trunks. He yanked the string-ties tight, but the incriminating bulk of his erection still bulged unmistakably, pulsing and throbbing, in his swim-trunks. "Oh!" Jennifer exclaimed, stepping up to the shower shed, and finding her brother sitting in a deck chair nearby in the shadow of the shed. She was annoyed, wanting privacy to play with her pussy, and started to turn away. Then she noticed Jon's swollen crotch... too excited to act modest, Jennifer inclined her head at her brother's groin. "You've been spying on me, haven't you?" she giggled. Jon looked sheepish. "Are you gonna play with it, or what?" she asked timidly. Jon blinked, startled by his little sister's boldness. Then the boy realized that she, too, was sexually aroused. There was a wet spot on the crotch of her bikini bottom, and a trickle of pearly pussy-nectar glistened on her inner thigh. And she wasn't making any effort to hide her horniness; she was even standing with her legs slightly spread. "Eeerr... aaahh... yeah, I guess," he muttered. "Ooooohh... can I watch, Jon?" Jennifer squealed. "Jeez, Sis ... " he croaked. It amused Jennifer, and greatly increased her confidence, to realize that she was more forward and less inhibited than her older brother. She felt wondrously naughty. And as long as they just looked at each other, it wouldn't really be like incest, she reasoned. "Wanna see me rub my pussy?" she chirped. "I'll finger-fuck myself and you can jack off... we can watch each other while we cream, okay?" Jon groaned. A damp, sticky patch spread out where his cock-head flared in his swim trunks. The youth could hardly believe this was happening. He thought that so much blood must have rushed into his cock and balls, that he had blacked out and was having a wet dream. He closed his eyes. Then he opened his eyes again, and saw that Jennifer had her hand pushed down inside her bikini panties, cupped over her pussy-mound and slowly moving. It was too much for Jon.... Gasping, he at the strings of his trunks, and slid it down a little. His dick sprang out like a rocket. He reached in and dragged his bloated balls out, then moved his hand away, letting his kid sister gaze at his naked cock. "Ooooohh!" Jennifer moaned. Jon's cock-head was vibrating and leaking. A dark vein pulsed along the underside of his cock, spreading out in the delta of his swollen cock-head. His balls were enormous, holding promise of a most abundant cum load. "Oh, Jon... you're so big and hard," she purred. He thrust out his hips, making his throbbing cock jump and jolt. With her eyes glued on her brother's dick, naughty little Jennifer began to squirm out of her bikini. She tugged it down, and raising one knee kick it off, giving him a clear look at her bare pussy. Her lips were open like a flower, all frothy with her essence, her whole crotch glistened in the morning light, and her clit jutted out like a tongue. She removed her halter and small her tits giggled. She stared in fascination at her brother's cock, as he stared back at her creamy crotch, groaning. "Can I touch your cock, Jon?" she whimpered. He nodded, dumbly, stunned. Jennifer moved closer to where he sat, she reached out and slid her fingertips up his cock-shaft, and onto the slick head. She moaned, feeling him throb. Jon reached out and hesitated. "Uuumm... yeah, you can touch me, too," she said. Jon's hand, palm up, dipped into Jennifer's crotch. Her pussy spilled a creamy puddle into his hand. He rubbed and squeezed, feeling her clit swell as her pussy-lips slowly unfold. Standing there, face to face, brother and sister fondled each other eagerly. Jennifer wrapped her hand around his cock-shaft, and slowly jerked up and pushed down, making his cock-head flare. Jon's fingers traced through her wet pussy and pulled at her clit. "Yeah... let's frig each other off, okay?" Jennifer rasped, her voice husky. "That's not really incest... it's just giving each other hand-jobs." She roughly pulled him up and off his chair, and shifted closer, holding his hot cock-shaft against her rounded belly. His cock-head branded her like a hot iron, as it pressed an elongated indentation into her smooth belly. His balls were jammed up against her hairless pussy mound. Wanting to feel her brother's smoking-hot cock against her tits, Jennifer slowly slid down. His iron-hard dick inched up her stomach, and then nudged between her small supple tits. She sank lower, until she was kneeling before him, her face level with his belly. As she went down, Jon stared down at her, and his hand slipped out of her pussy. But Jennifer was so fascinated by her brother's cock and balls, that the prospect of emptying his cum load, that she didn't care if he wasn't caressing her at the same time. Instead of frigging each other off simultaneously, the girl had decided that it would be a lot better, if they were to take turns doing it. That way she could really concentrate on jacking him off without any distractions, then she could enjoy having the favor returned. She squirmed against him, rolling her firm tit swellings over his thunderous cock. Jon moaned and gave a little thrust, sliding his cock up and down her tiny tits. His hands rested on her shoulders, as he marveled the feeling of her supple budding tit flesh on his hard cock "Uuuumm... yeah, fuck my tits, Jon!" she purred. He reached lower and cupped her barely A-cup tits in both hands, pushing them up and together, so that her cleavage tightened around his thrusting cock. Christ, it felt good, he thought, still hardly able to believe what was happening! He pulled at her nipples, as he held her tits around his dick, and slid up and down between the slight mounds. His swollen purple cock-head came up and slid slowly over her breastbone, nuzzling into the hollow of her throat. Jennifer tilted her lovely face down, staring at that huge purple head.... He humped again. His cock-head slid lower, then pushed back up along her long neck. His piss-hole was seeping steadily now, leaving a slippery trail of frothy pre-cum up her chest and neck. What was Incest really? The sex-crazed girl wondered, licking her lips and panting onto his cock-head. As long as they didn't actually fuck, it was just fooling around, right? A blow-job wasn't any naughtier than a hand-job. His cock was all slathered with pre-cum now, looking like a fat purple plum drenched in heavy syrup, so delicious that it made her drool. Her little pussy was drooling mess, as well, Jennifer figured that if she gave Jon a blow-job, he would be only too pleased to return the favor. As she thought of what Tracy had shared with her, Jennifer yearned for her brother's hot tongue, as much as she was yearned for a mouthful of his throbbing cock. Jon humped again, his pulsing dick surging up over her smooth tit swellings. She could feel the heat of his cock waft into her face, and sniffing, she inhaled the delicious aroma of his pre-cum soaked cock. "Shall I lick it, Jon?" she whispered, as she looked up at his lust-twisted face, smiling and showing him her tongue, licking slowly back and forth across her parted lips. "Jeez Sis, yeah!" he gasped, his mind spinning as more blood rushed into his loins. Her blonde head turned down again, her chin resting on her slippery breastbone. Jon pulled back and his cock-head slid between her supple little tits. Then he thrust it up again, and Jennifer slid her tongue out and lapped at the head. "OOOOoooohh... God!" Jon cried and jerked as if he had been electrocuted, as he felt her tongue on his cock for the first time. "Uuumm.... aaaaahh, Yummy" Jennifer sighed, thrilled to the core by the succulence of his creamy stuff. He humped her tits slowly and steadily as she tongued at his cock-head each time it came sliding up to her face. Jon's hands slid up and he held her head between them. Jennifer cupped her tits around his cock, trying to keep her barely there cleavage snug, as her deft tongue flashed over his slimy cock. "Wanna shoot in my mouth, Jon?" she whimpered, totally abandoned to her rising lust. His pre-cum had whetted her appetite, and she was hungry for the full dose that was bloating those brotherly balls like balloons. Jon tried to speak, and failed. His vocal cords were as stiff as his dick. Jennifer glanced up through a web of fluttering eyelashes. She would have giggled at the stricken expression on her brother's face; had she not been drooling so heavily. Instead, she only gurgled, saliva and pre-cum dripping from her lips. "Huuummooo... you wanna cream in my fucking mouth? Wanna whitewash my tonsils, Jon?" she moaned. She lapped at his cock-head again, not taking it into her lips yet. "You wanna use my mouth for a pussy, big brother? Yeah! Fuck my face!" Jon shoved his dick up. His sister's nimble tongue bathed and washed his cock-head. He drew down and plunged up again, then the naughty girl bobbed her head down, her wet lips parted, and she took his slimy purple cock-head between her lips. "Ahhhhh!" she sighed, suckling on his cock-head eagerly. Her cheeks drew in and her lips stretched, collaring his thick cock-stalk. Sucking his dick was even more thrilling than licking it, and the 12-year-old girl began to gasp and gurgle as she sucked on his dick. She moaned, slobbering heavily down his cock-shaft. Jon pawed at her tits, and plowed on up into her willing mouth, going deeper. He fed half of his long, hard cock into her face, tilting her head back. Going suck crazy, Jennifer turned her face from side to side, screwing her lips down onto his dick like a juicy nut onto a meaty bolt. Her blonde head bobbed up and down, humming on his cock. Her tongue was still flashing, slurping at the underside of his cock-head and shaft, as it slid in and out through the suckling collar of her lips. His cock flared in her maw, the thick veins pulsing. His swollen balls rolled up her chest and nudged against the gentle slopes of her tits, as he shoved his dick up through her mouth. "Uuuuunghhh!" she gasped, as his huge cock-head slid right into her throat, his balls dragging up and brushing her under the chin, as they lay on her gentle tit swellings. She turned her face, taking his cock-head into each cheek, then back into her throat again. His pre-cum was flowing so heavily now, that even though the potent youth hadn't shot his wad yet, his sister's hungry mouth was already filling up. Mixed with her saliva, the stuff dribbled down his dick, soaking his balls, and flowing in foamy streaks over tiny tits. She gulped greedily, swallowing some, then sucked for more. He pulled his cock out until only the foaming tip was in her lips. Jennifer whimpered around his dick as if she were speaking into a microphone, "Come... come, Jonny. Fuck my mouth and feed me your sweet stuff!" "Yeah... yeah... ooooohh," Jon moaned, and thrust his dick all the way into his sister's hot mouth again. Jennifer gagged on his flaring dick, holding it deep in her maw, then sucked back up his shaft, worshipping every throbbing inch of his cock-rod. "Cream my mouth, Jon!" the girl wailed, desperate for the joy of feeling his dick shooting his cum out. Jon thrust his cock in frantically, twisting Jennifer's blonde head around his cock. She was now taking his shaft to the hilt, filling her greedy mouth to her throat. His hands tightened on her head, holding her face steady as he slid his dick in. "Here it comes, Sis!" he howled. "Yeah, yeah, yeah!" she gasped, sucking ravenously on his pulsing dick. Then she felt his balls quiver against the gentle slopes of her tits, as his cock-shaft jerked when his fuck-juice came rushing up, she groaned in ecstasy as his steaming hot jism shot into her mouth. She didn't expect so much cum could squirt from a single set of balls! His first jet hit the back of her throat. Coming on the rebound, his second torrent skimmed over her flashing tongue, making her taste-buds tingle. He hosed her cheeks and squirted jism up against the arched roof of her mouth. His cock was going off like a machine gun, flooding her eager maw in creamy geysers and deluges. Her tongue was floating in his fuck-juice. Jennifer swallowed and gulped, but his load was too much for her. Spunk overflowed from her lips and ran down her chin. Her head bobbed up and down, pulling on his dick. She sucked and swallowed with rapture. Jon shot in more jism jets, as moist whimpers bubbled from her lips. Jon began to stagger, feeling as if his life force were spilling from his cock and balls. His last spurt gushed onto her tongue and he stopped humping, standing there with his head and shoulders thrown back and his loins thrust up, his dick buried to the root in her drenched mouth. A few last trickles came seeping out of his piss-hole as Jennifer continued to suck adoringly. The girl was filled with joy at having swallowed her brother's delirious load, yet sorry that it was ended, she was greedy for more. She sucked on his spent dick wildly, loving the taste and the texture of his cum. His dick slipped from her lips, swaying, starting to soften and shrink slightly. Jennifer ducked after it and used her tongue to gather up the errant cum drops that had seeped down onto his balls. Then she slid her tongue up and down, slurping the dregs from his cock-shaft and suckling on his cock-head again. She looked up at her brother's face, smiling happily and sticking her tongue out, so that he could see his cum streaking the pink flesh. "I love your cum, Jonny," she purred. Brother and sister gazed at each other in awe, stunned by the emotions and thoughts that were surging through their minds and their bodies.... Chapter 4.... Completely forgotten by the two incestuous kids, Adolf, the big German Shepherd, was sporting a huge hard-on. He was lying on his side, his doggy-cock was so hard that it jerked spasmodically up and down. His long, red tongue was lolling out, drooling and his black nose flared as he inhaled Jennifer's dripping essence. The dumb brute was confused. His instincts told him that a bitch was in heat, yet he could plainly see that Jennifer's fuck-hole was being neglected. He only knew that his balls were full, and his cock was hard as a stone, also he was desperate to sink his huge dick into something hot and wet. He whined.... and waited. * * * Licking her lips, Jennifer leaned forward. Her brother's dick was swaying up and down, neither hard nor soft, but hanging straight out from his loins. She sucked his cock-head into her mouth again, wanting just another taste before she enjoyed the other half of this oral sex game. Panting, Jon sank down onto his knees. Holding his dick in her mouth, Jennifer lowered her head as he descended. As her head went down, naturally, her back bent and ass rose higher. Jon was kneeling before her now, and Jennifer was leaning on her elbows and knees, her hands were stroking his limp cock. Her blonde head jammed into his groin and her trim little ass hiked up. Her tiny tits giggled like ripening fruit under her, ready to be plucked. As she licked at her brother's cock, she purred and squirmed, wriggling her ass about. Without realizing it, Jennifer had assumed a position very familiar to her doggy.... The bitch was in the doggy-fucking posture now... and Adolf became less confused; he had no concept of different species. The girl was in heat, a wild musky perfume that filled the dog's nostrils. Wild animal instincts filled his limited mind. Adolf inhaled deeply, his whole shaggy body trembled spasmodically, and his throbbing cock arched from between his hind legs. Neither Jennifer nor her brother was aware of the dog's interest. Jennifer was happily suckling away, and Jon's cock was beginning to stir and swell again inside her mouth, thrilling the naughty blonde pre-teen. She wanted to get her pussy sucked off, yet she was reluctant to give up the succulent mouthful of cock-meat. She drew her lips away and kissed his balls. "You wanna come again, Jonny?" "Yeah... Yeah!" he grunted and arch his hips, rubbing his balls against her moist mouth, as he slid his dick up the incline of her freckled cheek. "If I suck you off again, promise me that you'll tongue-fuck me, afterwards?" she panted. "What... oooohh, Yeah... Yeah... just suck me off," he grunted, he would agree to anything at the moment. Jennifer purred, as she slid her tongue over his ballooning balls, then slurped on his towering cock-shaft. She lapped up and down, tracing along the pulsing ventral veins, saliva running down his dick. She fluttered her tongue against the sensitive spot where his cock-head wedged out from his dick, causing the meaty slab to flare and throb, growing an angry red. "I love sucking you," she admitted in a sultry, husky tone. "We can suck each other off from now on, Jonny, we can suck each other silly!" "Uuunnghhh!" he moaned, humping and sliding his dick through her parted lips. She licked up and down his cock, her tongue crisscrossing on the underside of the fat tube, and then flashing against the bottom of his head. She bathed his cock with spittle, then licked it up again. Her saliva tasted lovely, spiced by the flavor of his cock-meat. She fitted her pursed lips against the base of his heavily veined cock-shaft and began to run them up and down, as if his dick was a meaty flute, on which she was playing a tantalizing tune. Jennifer buried her lovely face in his groin, sniffing and licking, rubbing against his cock adoringly. Then she took his cock-head into her mouth and sucked on it. Her blonde head began to rise and fall in the classic blow-job action, lips pulling up and down his shaft. Jon fucked into her face, feeding her cock as her head ducked down. His cock-head thrust into her throat and she gagged, but took it. Her chin was brushing against his balls, and her little up-turned nose was nestled in his wiry pubic thicket. "Jeez, Sis, you're swallowing the fucker!" Jon croaked, staring down, amazed to see that all of his cock was buried in her 12-year-old mouth. She pulled up slowly, suckling with relish on every inch of his cock-shaft, and then, lips collaring him just below his head, she mouthed the flaring hunk of hot dick ecstatically. Her lips tight, and her tongue fluttering against the underside, then she twisted her head and wound her oval maw around on the pivot of his dick. She bobbed down toward his balls again, gorging herself on his cock. She sucked, licked, then sucked again as her lips slid up and down. Jon was fucking into her face in counterpoint, shoving his cock in as his sister bobbed down and withdrawing, as her lips dragged and slurped back up to his smoking-hot shaft. A trickle of pre-cum oozed onto her tongue, promising the cock-hungry girl another bellyful of cum. She began to move her head up and down faster now, eager to take his cum-juice and also to get her pussy tongued. But unknown to Jennifer, Adolf was sneaking up behind her ass, head lowered, following the aroma of her hot pussy, his fat red tongue lolling out and slobbering hungrily. His dick was so stiff that it was pulsing like a vibrator, his pre-cum dripping from the pointed tip. Thrusting his muzzle out, the big dog sniffed at Jennifer's wriggling ass. His tongue slurped up the backs of her slim thighs, and ran into the crack of her ass, licking at her tangy shit-hole. "Oooohh!" she exclaimed, in surprise, her big blue eyes opening wide. She jerked her mouth off her brother's dick, and frantically turned to look over her shoulder. With his eyes closed, Jon was savoring the wild sensations of having his cock sucked off by his little sister, when she suddenly yelped and pulled away. Groaning in frustration, he opened his eyes and gazed down with lust hazy vision, seeing his throbbing cock standing up alongside his sister's head, her frothy saliva dripping from the head. Why had she turned away, he wondered? Panicking he shook his head to clear it, and looked down her petite body.... and gasped. Jennifer blinked in surprise, then grinned wildly, when she realized that it was the German Shepherd's nimble tongue that was licking her tight little asshole. A day, or even an hour ago, Jennifer might have been freaked-out! Squirming away from the dumb brute's questing tongue, and Reprimanding him Loudly. But following Tracy's revelations concerning canine tongues, the girl was unexpectedly in the mood to experience the wild act of bestiality. She squirmed back against his snout as his tongue slipped right up her asshole. The doggy rimmed merrily away, slobbering into her tiny brown ring. Then his head dipped down and his tongue slapped at her pre-teen pussy. "Ooooohh... My God!" she squealed, wriggling and rubbing her foaming pussy onto his muzzle. "Sis... Holy Shit... the fucking dog is licking your pussy!" Jon cried with disgust and shock. "Uuuummoooohh... Yeah, I know.... it feels sooooo good!" she wildly giggled, as she glanced up at her brother with an impish look, and upon seeing his expression she knew he was about to chase him away, she looked back over her ass. "I like it... don't scare him off, Jonny!" Jon gaped in amazement; his kid sister wanted the dog to tongue her pussy! It was disgusting, he thought. But, if so, why was his cock pounding and throbbing even more in response to that dark knowledge? Maybe it wasn't so disgusting, after all. Maybe it was just fucking delightful. Jon began to grin like a fiend. "Yeah... boy, lick my pussy.... lick my hot fuck-hole, Adolf," she eagerly moaned. His tongue was whipping into her pussy-slit enthusiastically, and it felt wickedly good! Tracy hadn't lied about that, she thought. A dog's eager tongue was a real treat for a pussy! Adolf whimpered, burrowing in as if he wanted to bury his muzzle up her pussy. His tongue slurped at her unpeeled pussy-lips, washing her pussy, bathing her frenzied clit, and shoved on into her smoldering pussy-hole. Her pussy muscles gripped his tongue just as if it were a mouth being French kissed, dragging him deeper. Pussy-nectar poured out of her pussy and the dog lapped it up, spraying slobber into her pussy as he licked her perfumed pussy-cream out. Jennifer reached behind her ass and dipped her hand into her pussy, spreading her pussy-lips open wider, so that Adolf could slip his tongue right up into the inner folds. His tongue slurped, and her pussy quivered. Pearly drops of her essences ran down his hairy muzzle, dripping in gooey strand from his jowls. "Jenny... suck my cock!" Jon pleaded. She turned back to her brother and pounced on his dick again, sucking hungrily. She held his balls in one hand, and spread her pussy open with the other, as she wriggled blissfully between boy and dog. She was driven wild by the double sensation of a mouthful of cock-meat, and a pussyful of doggy tongue. Adolf's fat tongue slid into her drenched pussy-slit with frantic enthusiasm, lathering her with slobber. He slurped up through her gaping pussy, and into the crack of her ass, tonguing her with long, rippling strokes. As the flow from her pussy got hotter and creamier, and more fragrant, the dog yelped, growled, and whined. His head twisting and turning like a terrier shaking a rat. Jennifer jerked back against the dog's snout, then rammed her head down to the hilt of her brother's cock, relishing both, wanting to cream the dog's tongue, and swallow Jon's jism-juice at the same magic moment. Her pussy was starting to lather with foaming dog slobber. She moaned, squirming sinuously, her trim little ass churning and her blonde head bobbing up and down, as if she were ducking for apples in her brother's groin. As the German Shepherd continued to slip his tongue into her fuck-hole, stuffing her with hot tongue meat, she sucked on Jon's delicious dick, going balls-deep, and whimpering softly. Her hot mouth was salivating with her thoughts of swallowing more of Jon's fuck-cream. Jon's piss-hole was spilling out pre-cum onto her tingling taste buds, but since he had already shot one enormous wad into her mouth, he wasn't quite ready to cum again, she realized. She struggled to hold back her own come, wanting to swallow her brother's fuck-juice at the same time, that her pussy juiced on the Shepherd's tongue. She forced her ass and hips to squirm slower, while her head bobbed faster in an effort to suck off Jon before she soared to her peak. But there was another cock involved... a big, hairy cock that needed to be emptied more than Jon's. Adolf slipped his tongue into her pussy one last time, spraying juice out. Then he raised his head, whining, his cock was like an armed rocket under his belly. Jennifer wailed, reaching behind her ass, and groping for the dog's collar, so that she could haul his head back into her pussy. Devoid of a tongue, her pussy was quivering desperately. But then Adolf hunkered down, braced his hindquarters, and sprang up, mounting her ass. His forelegs wrapped tightly around Jennifer hips, and he clung to her haunches, panting over her back. He humped, flanks rippling, stabbing his hot, throbbing cock out into the bitch's tight pussy. "Uuuummoooohh... aaahhoommm," Jennifer gasped around her brother's cock. "Jesus, he's trying to fuck you!" Jon wailed in astonishment. Then naughty Jennifer pulled her mouth off his cock, and smiled playfully up at him. "Don't sca... oooohh Fuck! Don't scare him off, Jon!" she groaned. Wild thoughts swirled through her mind, as she looked into her brother's bewildered face. "I... I... want him to, Fuck Me!" Chapter 5.... Clinging tenaciously to Jennifer's slender, trembling loins, the brawny German Shepherd humped frantically as he attempted to sink his cock into her fuck-hole. Mounted in the doggy fucking position, the dumb brute knew where her pussy was, but he was missing the mark in his haste and frenzy. His angry red cock-knob bumped against the backs of her thighs, bounced off her ass-cheeks and plowed up the crack of her ass. He whined piteously, driven wild by being mounted without, as yet... having the delight of feeling his thunderous dick up her fuck-hole. His hot cock-knob slid across her tingling clit, and Jennifer moaned and jerked, but then his dick slipped on up without penetrating. His hairy cock-shaft pulsed against her pussy and his naked red cock-knob was flaring out over her up thrust ass, pulsing and dripping. His swollen balls were jammed into her groin. Jennifer could feel those massive balls throb with their load. Oooohh, I really shouldn't let a doggy screw me; she told herself. But then her clit quivered against his hard, hairy cock-rod and she whimpered. Naughty or not, Jennifer was yearning for a pussyful of doggy cock. She reached back and grasped his balls. With this new development, Jennifer had stopped sucking on her brother's cock, although she was still collaring his cock-head in her parted lips. But Jon was afraid that the distraction of the horny hound might interrupt the blow-job he had been imagining for so long. "Do you want me to pull the son of a bitch off you, Sis?" he rasped, just like any concerned brother preventing the violation of his kid sister. Jennifer looked at him, and groaned, "Don't you fucking dare!" Jon groaned, realizing how truly depraved she was, and his cock surged in her lips, his lust aroused even more by the sordid knowledge that his sibling was a dog fucker, or at least... that she soon would be. She slid his cock-knob up and down, using it to spread her creamy juices, and whipping the naked dick against her throbbing clit. "Uuuummooohh," she moaned, as his massive knob of fiery dog cock brushed against her sensitive clit. Gently squeezing the German Shepherd's big balls, the blonde nymphet tugged his cock lower down, so that his red cock-knob slid into her slit. Her hand moved up and grasped his dick by the hilt. Then, tilting her wrist, she turned his great dick down so that it was aimed straight up into her pulsing pussy-hole. She realized that she was neglecting her brother and gave his dick a suck. Jon grunted and leaned over her shoulder, staring down in total fascination as he watched the brute's swollen cock slide around in her creamy pussy. The boy didn't mind waiting awhile before he blew his wad, for he was excited by the sight of their dog fucking his sister, as well by the pure pleasure of her incestual mouth, as his pre-cum trickled onto Jennifer's lashing tongue. Finally, Jennifer managed to slip the frantically humping dog's cock into her tight fuck-hole. The fat red wedge of dick expanded in her clinging pussy. Adolf's doggy spunk oozed from his parted piss hole and flowed, all thick and gooey, into Jennifer's already soaking pussy-slit. "Yeah... fuck it up my pussy, boy," she gasped. "Give me that big fucker... uuunnghhh...." She broke off, gagging, as Jon plowed his cock back into her mouth. She sucked on it hungrily, then drew her lips up to his cock-head. "Fill my pussy up, Adolf! Stuff me full of big, doggy dick! Oooohh, shit! Fuck Me, you hairy bastard! Shoot your hot doggy cum up my pussy!" Holding Jon's cock-head in her lips and teasing the slimy tip with her tongue, Jennifer hiked her trim little ass up, urging the animal to plunge deeper into her pussy. The dog yelped and whimpered, now that the tip of his cock was in the right hole, the beast knew what to do. His front paws gripped her around the hips, his haunches heaved, surging with animal lust. His flanks quivered and he panted heavily, drooling onto her arched back. "Oooohh... Yes!" Jennifer cried, as she felt her pussy fill up with pounding dog dick, stretching her pussy-lips open and pulsing in the wet folds. With a deep, rumbling sound in Adolf throat, the brute plunged again, thrusting every inch of his red throbbing dick all the way up into the girl's pussy. "Ooooohh!" she whimpered, shoving her ass back to meet his burrowing cock. "Fucking hell!" Jon gasped, watching over the slope of his sibling's trembling ass-cheeks and seeing the long, thick doggy dick disappear into the coral pink slot of her soaking pussy. The dog's cock was buried to the hilt. Jennifer's pliable pussy-lips were plastered open around the hairy root of his thick cock-shaft, and his swollen balls were banging on her crotch with each thrust, jiggling with their load. "He's really fucking you, Jenny!" Jon groaned. "Don't I fucking know it!" she cried; her words muffled by his dick. Her lips were trembling as they slid around on Jon's cock-shaft, and her eye fluttered open and closed. The dog's massive dick was stuffing her to the brim, filling her to the very core of her womb. His cock-knob felt like a glowing ember in her belly, and his rock-hard dick was working like a crowbar in her pussy. His cock was so deep that she thought his fiery knob might come sliding right out of her mouth, shoving her brother's dick out of the way! Whimpering, clinging to her haunches, the big German Shepherd held on tight, pounding penetration, savoring the pleasure of having his cock buried ball-deep in her sweet, clinging pussy, he didn't care about her being the wrong species. But, knowing better, Jennifer was wildly thrilled by the perverse sensation of being stuffed to the brim with a hard, hairy animal cock. She wriggled her ass and hips, grinding her fuck-hole around on his dick while still retaining the full coupling. Her pussy rippled, the inner muscles pulsing, closing around his hairy cock-shaft in a series of rings, as if she were jerking him off with her pussy. The firm, trim cheeks of her ass went up and down, and she swayed her hips from side to side. Her wet pussy was pulsing like a squeezebox on his dick. Jon, panting like a locomotive, thrust his cock deep into her mouth. Jennifer imagined the two swollen cocks, her brother's and Adolf's, bumping together somewhere in the middle of her body. Spiked at both ends, the girl felt as if she were roasting on a spit, transfixed through and through by fiery dicks. A fat cock-head pulsed in her mouth, and a swollen doggy dick flared deep in her belly. She quivered and moaned. Taking two cocks at once, fucking and sucking simultaneously, was naughty at any time, but the fact that one of those cocks was attached to her brother, and the other was sprouting from the bestial loins of a dog drove Jennifer crazy with lust. A combination of oral incest, and bestiality filled her mind with a heavenly sense of utter and exquisite depravity. Her head bobbed up and down on her brother's delicious dick, taking it all into her mouth, and then sucking slowly back up to the head, her drool streaming down his cock-shaft as it came sliding from the oval collar of her lips. "Uuuuumm... oooohhuuungg" she purred, cherishing that mouthful of sweet sibling pre-cum. Adolf was yelping deliriously, still thrusting all of his dick up her pussy-hole. Jennifer began to hump under him, sliding her pussy up and down on his stiff doggy cock, adding the wild sensation of having her fuck-hole stuffed chock full of animal cock. The German Shepherd got into the rhythm, he began to hump, as the girl pushed back onto his stiff dick. They began working in unison, fucking together like some well-oiled machine. His dick plunged in, plugging her pussy to the depths, then pulled back out, the hairy hilt all matted with pussy-juice. Jon fell into the rhythm with his sister and the dog, fucking her in the mouth each time the dumb brute plowed up her pussy. He was still staring down over the angle of her heart-shaped ass, watching the dog's hairy dick go in and out, as thrilled by that bestial fucking, as he was by the action of her skillful tongue and talented lips as they worked on his cock. Adolf was clinging to her ass and the boy was leaning over her shoulders, and for a moment, they were face to face. Both were panting. The doggy blinked and Jon grunted. They stared at each other, a boy, and his dog, sharing some primitive knowledge that spanned the gap between the species. And, between them, they were filling a naughty little nymphet with perverse joy. Jennifer was moaning and whimpering, panting, and gurgling. She thrust her mouth onto Jon's dick and danced her ass under the dog. Her lips pulled up Jon's cock-shaft, sucking over every delicious inch, and her pussy-lips were pulled out, distend, as the dog's dick drew from her pussy, so that he seemed to be turning her pussy inside out. They fucked into her together, stuffing her from both ends, Adolf screwed up her fuck-hole as Jon pulled from her face, then the doggy withdrew, as her brother fed his dick into her face again. Her pussy-slit was overflowing, spilling out foaming juice onto the brute's hairy cock-shaft, soaking his balls as they swung and slapped against her sodden crotch. Her mouth drooled onto Jon's cock, spilling out saliva down his cock, dripping onto the patio. Streaks of pre-cum ran through her slobber. Jon's balls swung, whacking her under the chin, sloshing with the cum load that was filling them. The dog's balls pressed heavily into her groin, as he sank his dick in to the hairy hilt, tilting her ass up on his savage thrusts. "Ooohh... uuunnghhh... Ahhhhh!" she grunted, buffeted between them, and soaring to the heights of bliss of that double dose of dick. Her barely there tits jiggled, as her lithe body coiled and uncoiled like a pliable spring, gleefully taking cocks in and out of head and tail. The dog thrust his dick in, hiking her nimble ass up with a long, underslung stroke. Her knees left the ground, then bumped back down when the brute drew his dick back. Her haunches sank under his weight, then heaved up on tensing thighs. Her golden-blonde hair tumbled about, as she jammed her radiant face down on her brother's throbbing cock, gorging like a glutton on that scrumptious sibling snack. Waves of exquisite ecstasy coursed through her loins and shot through her lithe body. The horny twelve-year-old was creaming and creaming again, her pussy and clit pulsing, peaking, ebbing, then peaking at another crest. Her tongue bathed Jon's dick, drooling. She whimpered, yearning for a pussyful of doggy cum and a mouthful of brotherly cum-juice. Her ass whipped wildly about, and her head fairly flew up and down on Jon's pounding dick, as she sought to bring both of her bizarre lovers off at the same fascinating instant. "Come... umpfhhh... fuck me... uuunghhh... shoot your fucking cum into me!" she panted, her words punctuated by grunts, as Jon stuffed her mouth and throat. She urged on both boy and dog, yearning equally for both slimy squirts. Her ass heaved and pumped as she sought a pussyful of hot canine cum, and her mouth was working like a suction pump as she sucked, hungry for the gooey geyser of her sibling's engorged balls. Jon was fucking his sister's mouth as if it were a pussy, as the German Shepherd's plunged his dick deep. The dog was yelping, and from the way his cock was bucking in her pussy, Jennifer knew that the brute was about ready to flood her pussy with cum. She pulled her mouth off Jon's cock for a moment, skinning it back with her fist so that his head flared out. With her tongue swirling right against his gooey crown, she pulled his dick back into her mouth, sucking greedily on the head and jacking his cock-shaft with her fist, adding manual stimulation to the oral suction to bring him to the crest. "Yeah! Swallow my cum, Jenny!" Jon howled, as Adolf bayed like a wolf. They blew their wads into the young girl at the same instant, filling her with their cum and with joy. The dog spurted a river of canine cum up into her sodden fuck-hole, and her brother squirted her throat with a steaming stream of his cum. Jennifer wailed, her clit detonating as her orgasm pulsed and surged through her petite body, her pussy pulsed and contracted. Her mouth suck hungrily on Jon's dick, and her fist flew up and down on his cock-shaft, pumping cum jets into her mouth, while at the same time, her pussy filled with canine cum. She swallowed a creamy mouthful, and her brother instantly flooded her mouth with another load. She drank it greedily, feeling the sweet succulence warming her belly, as the dog's heavy cum load splashed into the core of her pussy, sloshing around in her swampy womb. "Fuck Yeah... Jenny... Suck It!" Jon groaned, as she sucked him dry. Jennifer pulled the last bit of slimy cum out of his piss-hole in a creamy rope, her throat pulsing, as she gulped the precious stuff down. Growling and snarling with delight, the German Shepherd emptied his big ball to the very dregs into her flooded fuck-hole. Jennifer continued to wriggle between them, working off her last sweet spasms on the dog's dick, and coaxing a few last tasty cum drops out of her brother's spent cock. Jon sank back onto his heels, panting and voided. Adolf slumped over her twitching ass, drooling onto her slender, arched back, as the last of his cum trickled out deep in her tight pussy. Both sets of balls, beast, and boy, were empty, shrunken and collapsed. Yet both dicks were still stiff, and insatiable little Jennifer smiled, knowing that the fun was not yet ended... Chapter 6.... Jennifer polished her brother's purple cock-head to a glossy luster, licked up and down his cock-shaft, lapping at his drained balls, gathering up the stray cum drops that had escaped her lips. When she drew her mouth away, she left the boy gasping like a landed fish. Her pussy pulsed and rippled, milking out a few last blobs of Shepherd cum into her swampy pussy. Adolf's dick was still hard as a rock, and Jennifer wondered if they might be tied together, like mating dogs. She wondered if she should have Jon fetch a bucket of cold water to throw over Adolf before they could uncouple. Jennifer giggled at the thought, the possibility failed to alarm the young girl. She adored having her pussyful of doggy cock, fucking or stationary, or having him just lying there on her back, his body all heavy and twitching, his hard cock was a treat. She wondered how long it would be before the dumb brute could fuck again. But then Adolf woofed and stirred, beginning to draw his dick out of her soaking pussy-slit. His cock came out as it had gone in, inch by precious inch of hairy dick emerging, as her pussy-lips clung to his retreating dick. His slick red cock-knob pulled from her fuck-hole with a wet popping sound. The brute hiked back and hopped down from Jennifer's ass. He turned, standing sideways to her as she looked back over her shoulder at him, and saw to her delight, that his big cock was still impressively stiff. Her pussy felt all hollow now, and she felt his warm spend cum oozing and dripping down her inner-thighs. The girl had adored her first mouthful of sibling cock and cum, and naturally, she wondered what a dog's dick would taste like if she sucked it. Would doggy cum be as fucking scrumptious as brother cum? She gazed speculatively at the brute's hairy cock, licking her lips. The succulence of Jon's cum still lingered on her lips, keeping her naughty appetite simmering merrily away. Jeez, she thought, grinning like an imp, I sure have a lot to tell Tracy. Glancing to see if Jon was watching her, and finding that he was, Jennifer slid a hand down to her pussy. She stuffed two fingers into her sodden pussy, and gathered up some doggy cum on them, giving her clit a nice little rub in the process. Then she brought her hand up to her lips and licked at the gooey residue. "Oooohh... mmmmaahh... so good!" she squealed. Doggy cum was hot, thick, and gamey tasting. If the stuff was so tasty delivered secondhand, what would it be like if a girl... a naughty girl, to be sure, were to suck a load of it right out of a big doggy dick? "Oooohh Shit... Sis, that's fucking wild," Jon cried. She scooped up some more from her pussy and lapped it from her palm and fingers. She could taste her own pussy-juices blended with the canine cum, together it was so yummy. It reminded her of Tracy's suggestion that the two of them might lick each other; a prospect that was becoming more and more intriguing to adventurous young girl. She gazed at Adolf's cock again, her mouth starting to water. The red meat of his naked cock-knob was all slathered with cum and pussy-juice, making it look even more delicious. Her lips trembled at the very idea of mouthing a dog dick that had just come out of her creamy pussy-hole. She imagined sucking Adolf's cock after the beast had been fucking sexy Tracy! Or sucking Tracy's pussy after it had been filled full of doggy cum! Jennifer knew that she was going to have to call on her raven-haired girlfriend, but not quite yet. She looked at Jon again, wanting to be sure that he was paying attention, she was beginning to realize she enjoyed doing naughty things all the more when she was performing for an audience. Jon was gazing down at his dick. He had one hand wrapped around it, and was tugging it up and down a bit, making sure that it was still nice and stiff. When he saw his sister looking at him, he grinned and drew his hand away, shoving his hips out and offering his erect dick to her. She reached down for more doggy cum, and brought her wet fingers to her mouth, she licked her lips and showed him her tongue as she licked Adolf's cum suggestively and seductively from each finger. "God... you're fucking nasty... can I..." Jon croaked. "Can I fuck you, Jenny?" "You wanna fuck my mouth again... or my pussy?" she seductively whispered. "I wanna fuck your pussy," he rasped. "Jeez, Sis, I know it's nasty, but hell, I don't care if it's sloppy seconds... after a Dog! I'm really Hot for your pussy!" Her blue eyes gleamed like smoldering cobalt and her pretty face was radiant with perverse desire. "So. you wanna change places with, Adolf?" she asked. "Huh?" he muttered, not getting the idea. "Like we already did, but the other way around," the saucy little slut giggled. Jon's jaw dropped. "Jeez... you mean...?" he gasped. "Huh hum... Yeah... you can fuck up my pussy-hole, while I suck the dog's lovely dick," she wildly giggled. "Oooohh, Wow! Sis, you're awful," he cried, but his dick was bucking and jerking like a bronco. Sucking Adolf off seemed even more wicked than fucking with the brute, and all the more exciting because of it! He tried to grin, but his facial muscles were all stiff and twisted by lust... He nodded. Jennifer was delighted by his expression, and more so by the way that his big potent dick started to drip pre-cum. How wonderful it would be to have her brother's cock fucking away at her pussy, and spurting his cum deep into her pussy, she imagined having puppies with Jon's face, and she giggled, "I hope the fucker can cum again... I really wanna suck his doggy cock now!" Jon gasped, reacting to her depraved confession as she knew that he would. Jennifer slid across to where the German Shepherd was standing. She rolled over onto her side and hiked her belly up a little, parting her legs and lifting one knee so that her crotch was fully accessible. Then she reached out and cupped Adolf's balls. Jon was crawling toward her, his dick arching out like a pike aimed at her pussy-slit, and his balls hanging down. Jennifer moaned at the prospect of another double dose, simply adoring cum in either end, and positively worshipping the wonderful stuff when she got hosed from head to tail. She was glowing radiantly, feeling deliciously depraved and loving the sordid sensation. Her hand slid up from the dog's balls and closed around his cock. Adolf turned his head and gazed at her, doggy wisdom sparkling in his eyes. He yelped with enthusiasm. Jennifer skinned back on his hairy sheath, making the naked red shaft thrust out. She inhaled all the mixed odors of musk, cum, and pussy-juice wafting heavily from his gamey slippery shaft. "Watch, Jon," she whispered. Jon was not about to look away. Jennifer slid her blonde head under the German Shepherd's belly and turned her face toward his jutting dick. The dog held himself rigid, his flanks quivering in anticipation of a strange new thrill. Jennifer stared at his cock-knob, hesitating; but not with any reluctance or doubt, simply gazing at that huge shaft of red cock-meat like a gourmet at a banquet. Her pink tongue slid out to lick her lips, she looked at her brother, then at the doggy cock, then at her brother again, almost as excited at having Jon witness her depravity, as she was at the prospect of sucking off Adolf's lovely dog cock. Her hand pushed back on his dick, rolling the hairy sheath back almost to hairy balls. The brute's piss-hole was gaping open and the angry red meat of his fat dick was all streaked and lathered with milky pre-cum and pearly pussy-juice, looking like some delicacy carefully prepared by a French chef. Jennifer flicked her tongue against the very tip of the German Shepherd's cock-head, lightly, merely licking up his slippery pre-cum. She drew back for a moment, letting that first taste of dog dick stimulate her taste buds. She made a little purring sound of contentment, as she discovered that dog cock was absolutely scrumptious. Adolf was whimpering and shuffling from paw to paw, shivering all through his big, brawny body, but still he held himself in check, instinctually he knew the girl was about to clean up his cock. He would have done it himself already, but he was too distracted by his owners. Jon groaned, his handsome face all twisted with lust. His cock was throbbing savagely, he was desperate to fuck it into his sister's little pussy-hole, but like the doggy, he held himself back, waiting for naughty Jennifer to start this strange threesome. Jennifer lapped at the dog's cock-knob again, her flattened pink tongue gliding over the flushed red cock-shaft, and slurped up the combined juice that was slathered on the slick cock-shaft. "Uuuumm, doggy cock is lovely," she whispered, knowing that her words would further excite her brother, if he could possibly be any more excited than he already was. "I'm gonna blow a whole lot of dogs from now on, Jonny! I'm gonna suck off every dog I can get!" "Suck him, Sis! Suck the fucker!" Jon urged. The sight was making him so fiery hot that he thought that his eyeballs might melt. The blonde twelve-year-old began to lick the dog's cock-head with wet slurps, licking all over his dick, her slobber glistening on the meat to replace the mingled cum-juice that she was tonguing up. Adolf whimpered and whined. A great glob of gooey pre-cum appeared in his flaring piss-hole. The stuff was too thick to drip down; it gleamed there in his cleft like a melted pearl. Jennifer whimpered hungrily at the sight. She shot a glance at Jon, then slid her tongue out and very daintily licked the cum drop off the German Shepherd's open piss-hole. It rolled onto her tongue was like a glob of quicksilver, fluid yet thick. She let the doggy cream run over her tingling taste-buds, tantalizing her, whetting her appetite for the main course. Jon was panting. Jennifer slid her tongue out so that he could see the pearly goo on her pink tongue. He groaned at the wild sight. Jennifer swallowed the delicacy, moaning. Her brother's cum was lovely to taste, but the dog's slime was hotter, thicker, and gamier, she yearned for a bellyful of the wild stuff. She opened her mouth wide and slid her lips down over the animal's cock-knob. She sucked rapturously, whimpering, her cheeks hollowing in and her lips puckering out as they collared his cock-shaft. Adolf bayed like a wolf. Now that his cock-knob was in the girl's mouth, there was no mystery about it. He began to hump frantically, fucking into her face and tipping her blonde head back as his cock filled her greedy mouth and plunged back to her throat. Jennifer sucked as the brute withdrew. That wonderful mouthful was making her so hungry and so horny, her nipples stood out as if they were pebbles, and her clit swelled out from her soaking pussy-slit, she spread her slender legs wider. Jon knelt between her slim, shapely thighs and dipped down, bringing his hard cock level with her pussy. He grasped his sister by her hips, and without manual guidance, fucked his dick into her tight fuck-hole. His cock-head slid easily into her pussy, and her tight lips clamped around his throbbing shaft. Jon held steady for a moment, with only his cock-head in his sister's pussy, savoring the anticipation. Then, with a long, slow, underslung stroke, the horny youth slid his dick all the way into her pussy, with a sigh Jennifer arched her back, trying to get his cock deeper into her pussy. "Aaaahh!" Jennifer sighed, feeling her pussy fill to the core as the Adolf continued to thrust his dick into her mouth with frantic vigor. Jon's hands slid under Jennifer's trim little ass, lifting her loins higher. Ass corkscrewing, he began to ram his cock in and out of her fuck-hole. Jennifer fucked with him, her ass grinding and her hips jerking. Her belly dipped, and her thighs hooked around his heaving flanks, clamping him in a wet velvet vise. Her pliable pussy-hole molded itself around the contours of his cock, clinging to every inch. Her pussy muscles gripped and pulsed around her brother's cock, driving the boy to a frenzy. He fucked his cock to her fast and hard, his cock thrusting to the hilt in her nearly-hairless pussy. "Uuunnghhh... uuunnghhh!" Jennifer grunted, as her brother fucked into her pussy, and the doggy stuffed her mouth full of rock-hard dick. The brute was humping so fast now that his haunches were a dark blur. His long, bushy tail was swirling about like a propeller behind his haunches. Jennifer writhed in exquisite joy, fucking and sucking with wild abandonment, her mouth as hot as her pussy. Her pussy began to cream, and her mouth was slobbering as if it, too, were in the sweet spasms of an orgasm. Jon pounded in furiously, his balls slapping against her up-thrust ass with a solid thud. The dog's balls were rolling in under her chin. Both sets of balls were full of cum, and Jennifer longed for both loads. Her belly was already full of sibling cum, but she wanted to gulp down great gobs of doggy cum to enhance that nourishment. She also wanted her brother to squirt his next load of cum into her pussy that was already filled with thick animal cum. "Fuck Me, Jon! Give me your hot...," she wailed, as Adolf's dick pulled back through her lips. "UUUuummpfff!" she gagged, as Adolf jammed his cock back into her mouth. The German Shepherd was tossing her head about on his dick, like a bull goring a matador with his horn, and Jon was heaving her slim pelvis up and down, as he fucked his cock into her pussy with savage thrusts. Jennifer was coming and coming, pussy-juice poured from her pussy each time her brother thrust into her pussy, a lathering of juices seeped from her tight pussy-lips, running down into the crack of her jerking ass. Adolf growled, his lips turning back from his gleaming fangs in a doggy grimace. His cum squirted into her mouth. "Ooooohh... mmmmmaaahh!" Jennifer groaned, as she gulped the sweet cum down greedily. The thick, gooey stuff was all coming out of the dog's cock-knob in a slimy rope. "He's coming in my mouth, Jon! The fucking dog is shooting in my mouth!" she cried. But Jon already knew that. He watched as she was swallowing ravenously, but the brute's bestial load was too much for her. Foaming cum spilled from her lips and poured in cascades down her cheeks and chin. "I'm Gonna blow, Jenny! Gonna come in your pussy!" Jon walled, as his balls exploded. "Yeah.... uuuunnghhhh, fill my pussy, Jonny!" Jennifer moaned, squirming her crotch wildly down to meet his cock as his cum squirted out. Jon shot into her pussy so hard that her clit exploded on his sliding cock-shaft, her orgasm surged and pulsed through her lithe body, as her brother filled her fuck-hole, and her doggy continued to squirt his gamey goo into her hungry mouth and belly. At last, the animal faltered, his flanks grinding down to a quivering halt. Jennifer nursed a few last globs out of his dick, then pulled her mouth off the brute's drained cock, and concentrated on another orgasmic wave building deep in her pussy, as her brother spilled out the last squirts of his cum into her womb; again, she imagined having a litter of German Shepherd puppies with her brother's face, and gave out a giggling sigh as she climaxed again. Then Jon, too was finished. He clung to her for a moment, his cock jammed up her pussy. Then, gasping, dizzy with his dynamic orgasm, the boy pulled his cock out of his nubile sister's flooded fuck-hole. His thick cock stood out straight for a moment, then collapsed like a felled tree. Jennifer gazed wistfully at her brother's cock and sighed, realizing that Jon was finished for the moment. Then she looked at Adolf hopefully, but that potent brute, too, had shot his last bestial load for the time being. His thick cock was retracting slowly back into his loins, the knob already enveloped by the hairy sheath, and his balls shriveled and voided. Full of cum and well creamed, herself, insatiable little Jennifer still felt all hollow and empty now, with no stiff cock available to plug her fuck-holes. Then, on this wild day of adventure, she thought about Tracy, and smiled wickedly. Chapter 7.... Jennifer felt so deliciously naughty that she had to share what she did with her girlfriend, Tracy. She knew that Tracy would be mightily impressed by her doggy adventures, and that the carnal confession would most certainly make that raven-haired cutie all hot and squirmy. After all, now that she had experienced both Bestiality and Incest, in both mouth and pussy, it seemed only proper that she complete her sexual education by discovering the undoubted pleasures involved in the sucking of hot pussy. The cute blonde got to her feet, doggy, and sibling cum seeping from her sore pussy and flowing down her slender thigh as she walked over to the shower shed door, she was a mess to behold. Adolf's cum glistened on her chin; she looked as if she had been eating a glazed doughnut. Jon stared at her nubile, cum-smeared body and grinned, admiring his sister in a deprived manner, he would no longer be capable of thinking of her as anything more than a sex starved Slut... but at the moment he was too spent to take advantage of her sexy naked body. "What are you going to do now?" he asked as she moved away. "I'm gonna go see Tracy," she giggled, gazing saucily over her shoulder. "But first I'm going to take a quick shower. Why don't you join us after you've had time to recharge, Jon?" Jennifer replied, then she glanced down at the exhausted German Shepherd. "You might as well bring Adolf along, too." Ass swaying provocatively, Jennifer stepped through the shed door, her pussy tingling between her thighs, and her mouth already beginning to water for her first taste of pussy. * * * * * * * When Tracy returned to her own back yard, she was hot and excited, her passion aroused by the distinct possibility that she and Jennifer would soon become lovers. The fragrance of her excitement preceded her, and Major came bounding to meet her. His dick was hard again. It jolted under his loins. He jammed his muzzle between her legs, starting to lap around her inner-thighs and her pink bikini bottom. Tracy giggled and squirmed on his tongue for a moment, then knelt down beside him and began to fondle his big cock and balls. She was wondering if it would be possible to sixty-nine with a dog, or if they would have to take turns licking each other. She quickly off her bikini, then she twisted her naked body under him, and slurped his cock-knob into her mouth, suckling on the slick red dick while the doggy continued to lick her pussy with his drooling tongue. His huge cock was jerking and throbbing so excitingly that Tracy wondered what it would feel like to have that rock-hard dick stuck up her fuck-hole. She felt no qualms about the idea. After all, she had already sucked his dick, so she reasoned that fucking with the big brute would not really compound her sins. "Yeah! Wanna go fuckies, Major?" she giggled. The dog woofed and yelped just as if he understood what she had suggested. Tracy debated whether she should fuck him doggy fashion or human style. Both positions had benefits, she figured. Getting down on her hands and knees while the brute thundered into her dog style would make her feel like a bitch in heat, groveling under the animal, sinking into the realm of utter degradation. But screwing with him face to face would be thrilling too. She would be able to look up at him, to see him pant and slobber in his bestial enthusiasm as he slammed his cock into her, she grinned at the idea! It didn't really matter, Tracy knew that she would be fucking and sucking with the Great Dane a lot, and would have a chance to try all the positions soon enough. She decided to take him in the missionary position the first time. She ground her pussy-slit onto his snout and sucked lovingly on his cock-knob for another moment, then rolled away and moved toward the poolside area. A wave of pure lust caused Tracy to shudder in anticipation. Major came eagerly after her, tongue hanging out and stubby tail twitching in doggy delight, his bestial instincts telling him that he was about to learn a new trick. Tracy laid down on a lounge chair and grabbed the inflatable pillow she had been using when she was sunbathing, doubled it up and slid it under her ass, so that her crotch was elevated. She arched her slim back sinuously and opened her legs. Major, not comprehending this position, thrust his head between her thighs and slurped some more. Tracy enjoyed his tongue for a minute, then grabbed him by the collar and hauled the big dog up so that he stood straddle-legged over her, his cock level with her loins. She slid her hand down onto his cock and brought it to her soaking slit. Major whined in confusion as his cock-knob flared in her drenched pussy. He shook his head, bewildered, realizing he was poised at the opening of a pussy, but not knowing what to do with his front paws, since he didn't have haunches to which to cling. "Silly mutt!" Tracy giggled. It was like training a virgin, she thought. She pulled his cock-knob into her pussy-slit, hiking her ass up a bit higher and wriggling under the tall beast. Her pussy-lips sucked him deeper. Major woofed. The position was totally strange to the dumb animal, but his cock-knob was now bedded in pussy, and he certainly knew what to do about that. His haunches tensed, and with a powerful lunge, he drove every inch of his cock up her fuck-hole. Tracy grunted as his cock filled her. Face to face, girl, and doggy, they stared at each other. The dog actually looked rather embarrassed at finding himself coupled from the front, as if such a thing were a perversion in the canine kingdom, a taboo among modest mutts. Tracy began to move her pelvis, frigging her pussy up and down on his cock. Major quivered and shook. He pulled slowly back, experimenting carefully. The Great Dane yelped with joy and began to thrust his cock in and out of her pussy. Tracy wailed with pleasure. She gazed down the arched plane of her slender body, watching the dog's cock sink into her pussy. His balls were slapping against her ass on every plunging stroke. His head went up and down and he lapped at her tits, rapidly discovering the advantages of fucking in human fashion. He slurped at her mouth and Tracy sucked on his tongue, tasting her own succulent pussy-nectar blended with his doggy slobber. The girl jerked and squirmed wildly, even more frenzied than the thrusting brute. She drew her legs up, clamping her smooth thighs around his flanks, then opened them wide again, giving him full rein in her crotch. Her feet flailed in the air behind his hairy haunches. "Ooohh! Aaaahh! Give it to me, boy!" Tracy squealed. "Fuck my fuck my pussy... you big bastard! Hump Me!" For several minutes Major rammed into the hot depths of Tracy's pussy. His red cock-knob surged in her pussy-core and his thick, hard, hairy cock-shaft jolted up the length of her hot, wet hole. Her pussy creamed and his dick plowed in even faster as her pussy oiled itself with juices. His cock was surging up her fuck-hole, throbbing and jerking as he filled her pussy, and she thrust her ass up and down. Her lithe thighs lashed against him. Major slammed into her pussy to the hilt of his vibrant cock-shaft, and Tracy twisted spasmodically as the beast pulled back. "Oooohh... I'm Coming!" she groaned, as she began to orgasm in pulsing waves. She knew that she was going to keep climaxing as long as the doggy continued to pound into her pussy-hole. Her clit going off like a machine gun, and her pussy seeping goo. Yelping and whining, Major fucked on, his paws clacking on the tiles and his head going down for a slurp of tit, then heaving back up. They were soaring towards Major's climax when Jennifer appeared on the scene. "Ooohh, Wow!" the blonde girl exclaimed as she stepped up beside the wildly fucking couple. Although totally given to depravity and proud of it, Tracy blushed slightly at having been caught getting fucked by her Great Dane. She could see that Jennifer was thrilled rather than shocked, and that also the sexy blonde was stark naked. She missed a beat in her sudden surprise... "Oooohh... don't stop!" Jennifer cried. But Tracy couldn't have stopped the dog if she had wanted to, which was the last thing that she wanted. Mostly because the savage brute was nearing the crest, and was frantically fucking his dick up her like some fucking machine run amok. There was no way they could separate now until that massive beast had emptied his cum load into her womb. Jennifer knelt down beside them, watching Major's hairy cock thrust up Tracy's fuck-hole, then jerk back out all slathered with delicious-looking pussy-slime. The blonde girl licked her lips in hungry expectation, giving her dark-haired friend a sultry glance. Reaching down, she got a handful of the Great Dane's hanging balls, squeezing gently. "Oooohh, he's gonna blow soon!" she moaned, feeling the huge sac swell promisingly. Abandoned to passion, Jennifer moved behind the dog's heaving haunches. Thrusting her fingers in, she began to finger-fuck his shit-hole, as his stubby tail whipped around in her arm. Jeez, I'm finger-fucking a dog's asshole, Jennifer thought, feeling wonderfully wanton and depraved. The Great Dane yowled and went wild as he felt the sensation of the girl's thrusting fingers in his tender asshole. He bucked, plunging his dick into the dark-haired beauty with gusto, as the equally lovely blonde nymphet finger-fucked him up the ass with relish. Jennifer slid her other hand lower, and began to caress his hairy balls as they bounced off her friend's ass. She whimpered, knowing what a treat Tracy had in store for her pussy. After being fucked by her German Shepherd, Adolf; Jennifer was looking forward to getting a chance to fuck with Major, too. But all in good time. There were variations to be worked first. Her hand slid up and down, caressing his hairy ball sack and cock-shaft, as she continued to finger-fuck his asshole, as the massive dog thrust and humped, driving his red cock into Tracy's pussy, and heaved back against Jennifer's buried fingers. Jennifer's pussy quivered as she listened to the wet slapping sounds that Tracy's pussy was making as her pliable fuck-hole was filled with doggy cock. "Oooohh... fuck me, boy!" Tracy cried, as his balls slid over her ass and slapped at her wet crotch, while his hairy cock-rod rammed into the hilt, stuffing her full and shaking her body with the fury of his assault. Pussy-cream sprayed out as his fat dick plugged deep into her pussy. Jennifer moved the dog's balls aside and gazed at Tracy's pussy, delighted by the erotic vision. Tracy's pink pussy-lips were unfurled and rippling as the dog's thick, hairy cock-shaft plunged into the wet coral-pink folds as his knot began to swell at the hilt of his shaft, and his balls bulged alarmingly in Jennifer's hand. "Shit, here he comes!" she wailed. "Aaaaahh!" Tracy squealed, arching her fuck-hole up on the brute's cock, as his doggy cum came rushing up his shaft, and squirted deep into the depths of her pussy. He jerked in and out. Great geysers of doggy cum flooded into Tracy's womb, some seeping out and blending with the girls' juices, slathering her hairless crotch in a foamy lather, the sight of which was making Jennifer drool. The mighty Great Dane emptied his cock and balls in torrents and geysers, and Tracy squirmed under him, adoring every drop of his creamy hot cum. Once his balls were drained, he yelped and whined as he tried to shove his knot into Tracy's pussy, but Jennifer jerked him back hard and his long dick yanked out of her friend's pussy. Jennifer quickly bent down and his cock swung around and slapped against her cheek, laying a slick trail down to the corner of her mouth. With a wild giggle, she sucked it into her mouth and slurped the mingled juices from his spent doggy cock, knowing that Tracy was watching her intently. Chapter 8.... The raven-haired girl lay back, and spread her legs open invitingly. Jennifer finished sucking the succulent cream from the Great Dane's tasty dick, then pulled her mouth off him and turned to Tracy. The two naughty and adventurous prepubescent girls exchanged a meaningful glance, both more than ready for the next exotic experience they would share on this eventful day. Jennifer placed her hands son Tracy's knees, and for a moment, simply gazed hungrily between her spread thighs, licking her lips in eager expectation. She had never sucked a pussy before, but she hadn't the faintest doubt that she was going to really love going down on her naughty, nubile friend, she had watched girls doing it many times on the Web. Tracy's hairless pussy was all drenched with doggy cum and cream, a tantalizing sauce slathered over the soft pink slit. Her clit stood out, begging to be sucked. "Eat me out, Jenny!" Tracy moaned, giving her ass and hips an upward tilt. Jennifer leaned closer, her cheek brushing against the inside of Tracy's sleek thighs. She inhaled the tantalizing fragrance of Tracy's soaking pussy; it was a tempestuous perfume spiced by the gamey aroma of doggy cum. She approached the feast like a gourmet, ravenous for the main course, yet lingering over the hors-d'oeuvres. Turning her head, she licked at the slick, damp flesh of Tracy's inner thighs, gathering up the slime that had trickled down her shapely legs. Tracy's clit swelled out of her unfurled pussy-lips, as if it were the stigma of an exotic flower. Doggy cum seeped from Tracy's pussy and flowed down her ass-crack. With a soft moan Jennifer dipped in lower. With delicate, dainty tongue strokes, she lapped up the overflow from Tracy's pussy, and from out of the tight crack of her up-thrust ass. Tracy, propped up on her elbows stared down past the slope of her body, and was enchanted by the sight. Jennifer's pink tongue felt so good licking over her spread crotch. "Mmmmooooohh... Jenny," Tracy softly moaned. Sliding down again, Jennifer licked up the creases where Tracy's thighs joined her pelvis, lapping near her friend's hairless pussy-slit, but not yet making contact. "Don't fucking tease me!" Tracy wailed, jerking her pussy up frantically. Jennifer smiled slightly, gratified by her friend's enthusiasm. She cupped her open hands under her firm asscheeks, lifting the girl's groin up, as if it were a goblet that she was about to quaff to the sweet dregs. She rubbed the tip of her nose against Tracy's tingling clit, and whimpered and shuddered approvingly. Jennifer ran her tongue up the unfurled lips of Tracy's pussy on one side, then the other. She purred, finding pussy as tasty as she had imagined it would be. She licked lightly at Tracy's clit, then pushed her tongue up into the dark-haired girl's fuck-hole, stabbing in and out. "Uuuumm," Jennifer sighed, as pussy-juice and doggy cum wetted her tongue. Flattening her tongue, Jennifer began to slurp all the way up Tracy's drenched crotch. She started in the crack of her ass and slid on up through her gaping pussy and on across her tingling clit, she loved the exotic flavor. Jennifer had been using only her tongue to begin with. Now she opened her lips wide and clamped them over Tracy's quivering pussy-slit, and she began to suck. Doggy-goo gushed into her mouth, driving her crazy, while Tracy was jerking and writhing in ecstasy, as she ground her pussy around in her blonde girlfriend's eager face. Jennifer's lips were plastered to Tracy's fuck-hole like a rubber plunger to a clogged drain. She suckled on the velvety smooth lips, and her tongue flashed in and out of her pussy, plunging as deep as it would go. "Uuuumm... Uuuummoooohh... aaaahh!" Jennifer whimpered, adoring Tracy's succulent pussy. "Oooohh God... I'm gonna Cum!" Tracy groaned. "Oooohh... come for me, Tracy! Cream my tongue!" Jennifer gasped, thrilled to the very core by knowing that her mouth had brought her friend to the crest. Cum spilled out into Jennifer's mouth. She sucked and swallowed, wallowing around in Tracy's groin. Tracy orgasmed in surging waves, her ass squirming on the lounge chair, her pussy-juices pouring out in a deluge, filling Jennifer's mouth, and warming her belly, as she gulped the sweet nectar down greedily and suckled for more and more. Tracy sighed and sank back and laid still on the lounge chair, softly panting. Jennifer, insatiable, kept right on sucking and tongue-fucking, rubbing her face around in the girl's creamy crotch, coating her mouth and chin with pussy-cum. She looked up into her friend's blushing face, and softly sighed, "Cream again! Ooohh, shit! I love it. Come for me again, Tracy!" Tracy whimpered, wanting to orgasm on Jennifer's sexy mouth again, but she was hungry for pussy, too. She was eager for a mutual oral embrace. "Turn around, Jenny," she groaned, "Let me suck you, too. Let's suck each other off together!" Jennifer moaned. Without removing her mouth from Tracy's pussy, she began to rotate, on her knees, slowly swinging her ass and hips around. Within moments she was straddling Tracy's eager, upturned face. Her fuzzy blond pussy hovered only inches above the dark-haired girl's mouth, and Tracy gasped as she grasped Jennifer by her asscheeks and drew her down, then arched her slender neck, pushing up to meet the descending delicacy and began to suck voraciously. The teenagers began to sixty-nine with wild joy. Jennifer's trim little ass jerked as she squatted over Tracy's face, and her own tongue was licking around in Tracy's steaming pussy. Jennifer didn't know which end of this coupling she loved the most, sucking or being sucked, pussy and mouth equally aroused. Her tongue slurped and her pussy squished, her tongue tingled and her clit quivered. Jennifer began to soar toward the heights, trembling and shivering. "Cream with me, Tracy!" she groaned, her words muffled on Tracy's pussy. "Yeah, yeah, I'm gonna Come again!" Tracy cried, her words bubbling from the chasm in which her sweet lips were sucking so hungrily. Jennifer's ass jerked down; Tracy's ass heaved up; they seemed to be glued together, bonded mouths to pussies. The girls writhed together in rapture as they rose to the simultaneous crest, clung there, then slowly ebbed. They kissed each other affectionately on the pussy, both panting and gasping in the lovely aftermath of their thrilling shared climax. After a while, they moved apart and turned into each other's arms, embracing and kissing each other on their slimy lips, sharing the residue of their lust back and forth between mouths and tongues. "I love pussy-lapping," Jennifer sighed. "Uuuumm Yeah... let's do it lots," Tracy agreed. "Let's eat each other out every day, Jennifer." It was a wonderful prospect, and both naughty pre-teens were looking forward to a long and lasting relationship, giving, and getting with equal gusto. But neither girl was destoned to be a lesbian, they both adored cocks... cocks of either species, far too much to limit their pleasure to the delights of pussy, and now, at the same time, they realized that sucking pussy had made them horny for cock again. Fortunately, the spectacle of their sixty-nine session had a profound effect on the Great Dane... Chapter 9.... Major had been observing the girls as they cavorted, with curiosity to begin with, but then with a growing urgency as the sight, the sound, and above all the scent of their arousal stimulated his lusty nature. His balls were full once more and his giant dick was jutting out, hot and hard and ready for attention. Tracy and Jennifer looked at the doggy, then glanced at each other, eyebrows lifting. They both wanted that big dick and it seemed a shame that there was only the one lovely doggy cock available... * * * * * * * But help was at hand, the fragrance of those two creaming pussies had drifted on past the Great Dane's nostrils and wafted into the yard next door, where a boy and his dog both lay, exhausted, under the leafy arbor. Jon had been thinking very imaginatively about his sister and her sexy girlfriend, summing up the graphic details of their relationship. About an hour or so ago, the boy might have been shocked to think that his kid sister would make love with a dog. But his outlook had changed radically now that he had discovered how boundless her naughtiness was. Jennifer had sucked and fucked with her German Shepherd and she had sucked and fucked with her own sibling, and knowing that, Jon could hardly be surprised to realize that the girl might also be a pussy-lapper. The thought was turning him on, his balls were swelling with renewed vigor, and his big cock was starting to rise again in a series of jerks and jolts. The German Shepherd, of course, did not have the benefit of a human imagination to inspire him. But the dog had another advantage, his sensitive nose. And that flaring black snout was inhaling the fragrance of not one, but two steaming pussies drifting over from next door. Jon inclined his head and gazed thoughtfully down at his rising cock. He wrapped his hand around the shaft and gave it a few tentative and experimental jacking strokes, causing it to swell and tense. He studied the results with interest. Since adorable little Tracy had never seen his cock, Jon wanted to make sure that it was big and hard, and presentable before he approached her. He pulled up and down, rolling the sheath over his cock-head, and then dragging it back down so that the fat cock-knob flared out, flushed a dull red and swollen to a shapely wedge. And Adolf, although only a doggy, and acting out of instinct rather than a desire to impress Tracy, had arched his shaggy neck around, and was cleaning the slick red tip of his cock-knob with his slurping tongue. Both erect, the boy and the doggy glanced at each other like conspirators. Then, by tacit agreement, just as if the boy were just taking his dog for a mere walk, they both rose and headed for the yard next door... arriving to find action in progress. * * * * * * * The tall Great Dane was standing next to the girls, his cock jerking and throbbing, while the oversexed nymphets decided who got his next cum load. "Too bad we ain't got another doggy," Tracy mentioned, and glanced across at Jennifer speculatively, knowing that the blonde girl had a lovely big German Shepherd, but not sure if Jennifer would volunteer her dog's services. Jennifer smiled, looking a bit coy. "My brother's gonna bring Adolf over, after they've rested for a bit." "Your brother is bringing Adolf over!" Tracy cried. "Are you...?" "Yeah... I sucked and fucked with my brother, and our German Shepherd after you told me what you did," Jennifer admitted, seeing no reason to be secretive with her raven-haired girlfriend. Tracy gave a little squeal, excited by the idea of Incest, and wishing that she, too, had an older brother. Her lively imagination sparked. She wondered what her daddy would say if she offered him a blow-job or a fuck. Hell, for that matter, what would her mom think if Tracy were to offer to suck her pussy! Such thrilling ideas caused her to squirm, her pussy steaming and her mouthwatering. "Let's suck the dog's cock a little, while we wait for your brother, huh?" "Um hum," Jennifer agreed. "We can both give him some head and if he shoots, we can share it, Okay?" She licked her sensual lips in anticipation. Then, still running her tongue across her mouth, she leaned forward and kissed Tracy. They swapped saliva, French kissing and licking tongues, taste-buds sparking with the tantalizing flavors of previous cum fluids that lingered in their mouths. Tracy slid down and began to suck on Jennifer's burgeoning tits, her dark-haired head shifting from one budding tit to the other, as she drooled on the rosy nubs. Then she leaned back and Jennifer did a bit of nipple nibbling, too. The girls' finger-fucked each other as they took turns tit-sucking while the neglected doggy eyed them mournfully. Then the girls turned to the dog, Tracy laved his cock-knob with her tongue, slurping all over the hot shaft, her hot-pink tongue flushed over the red cock-meat, leaving a slobbery frothy mess on the shaft. She lapped him thoroughly, then selflessly drew away. She held the brute's hairy cock-shaft in her closed hand and turned his flaring cock-knob to Jennifer's face. Jennifer eagerly began to tongue his tasty knob, and licked into his open piss-hole, as Tracy jacked his shaft a few times, making the massive hunk of red dick pulse in Jennifer's lips. They began to work on him together, as Tracy mouthed his cock-knob, Jennifer lapped his hairy ball sac, and ran her pursed lips up and down the underside of his vibrant shaft, playing him like a furry flute. Her mouth drew up to the top, slobbering, and the two girls kissed each other passionately, with the animal's cock-knob throbbing between their lips. The Great Dane's knob began to dribble pre-cum... "Oooohh," Jennifer purred, as she flashed her tongue against the oozing cleft, tasting his pre-cum with relish. She drew back and Tracy slurped up a tongueful of the gamey stuff. The naughty girls kissed each other, letting the doggy slime run back and forth between their mouths. Blended with saliva, the stuff was delicious. Major began to hump, stabbing his big dick against the girls' faces, cheek to cheek, as they tongued merrily away on his hot cock-knob, greedily lapping up the slimy spillage from his piss-hole. Then Jon and the German Shepherd arrived.... "Ooohh, Wow!" Jon cried, finding the girls savoring the big brute's cock and cum. He jammed his loins out, shoving his formidable cock toward them. Both girls glanced at him, eyes glinting impishly and promisingly. But by this time Major was humping away furiously, getting set to blow his wad, and it was no time for them to stop what they were doing. Jon and Adolf simply had to wait their turns. Adolf whined impatiently, but Jon didn't mind waiting and watching the sexy spectacle, knowing that he would soon be sinking his own dick into one of the girls. "Yeah, lick the fucker off!" he rasped. "Drink that fucking doggy cum, girls!" "Ummm... yummy... doggy cum!" Tracy sighed, as a thick glob flowed onto her tongue, spreading out, tantalizing her. She pushed her tongue out and Jennifer sucked it into her mouth, nursing hungrily on a tongue drenched with doggy pre-cum. The Great Dane jabbed his throbbing dick against her cheek, and Jenny turned away from Tracy and took his cock-knob into her mouth, suckling with relish. Suddenly, Jennifer's mouth was full of cum. Major had shot his load abruptly, surprising the blonde cock-sucker. His cum squirted down her throat. She gaged, and gulped, and sucked, then drew away, generously allowing Tracy to take some of his succulent load. The Great Dane spurted once into the air, his cum splashing on Tracy's cheek. Then Tracy took his cock-knob back into her mouth, and his next foaming dose slathered her tongue as it flowed on back to her throat. The girls were cheek to cheek, both mouths wide open. Major humped, aiming his squirting dick into one mouth, then the other. Between them, the girls sucked the doggy dry, then tongued up the overflow from his knob and shaft. Drained, the doggy stepped aside, panting. His dick was still jutting out, big and hard, inspired to a remarkable potency by the magic of their mouths. Tracy and Jennifer kissed adoringly, letting dog cum flow between their grinding lips. They rubbed their nearly flat chest together, embracing passionately. Jon lurched closer, sticking his cock and balls out in their faces, thinking that the girls might like to give him the same sort of double blow-job that they had treated the Great Dane to. "Do you wanna suck my brother's cock?" Jennifer asked. Tracy, eyeing his succulent-looking cock for the first time, nodded with enthusiasm. Jennifer slid down, licking her way over Tracy's burgeoning tits and down her trim little tummy. She looked up at her brother, making sure that he was watching her, wanting all of her naughtiness to be known and witnessed. Then she buried her face in Tracy's little pussy. "Jeez, Sis... you're sucking her pussy!" Jon gasped, wildly thrilled as he watched Jennifer's nimble hot-pink tongue slide around in Tracy's hairless pussy. Jennifer licked and slobbered, as she ate out Tracy's quivering pussy. She tilted her face so that her brother could clearly see all the juicy details. Her hot tongue slid in Tracy's pussy-slit, her lips sucked voraciously, and she slobbered into Tracy's pussy. Grinding her crotch on Jennifer's licking mouth, Tracy turned her radiant face toward Jon's cock and opened her mouth invitingly. Jon didn't hesitate; he thrust his dick into the oval opening of Tracy's lips. She sucked with pleasure, enjoying the musky flavor of a human dick for a change. Jon held one hand behind her dark-haired head and fucked her frantically in the mouth. His thick cock thrust in, running across the arched of her tongue as he plowed his cock-head back into Tracy's throat, tossing her head back on his thrust. As he pulled out, his dick dragged her lips along with it. "Shoot in her mouth, Jonny!" his sister whimpered. "Come in her mouth while she creams my tongue!" "Oooommm.... Uuunnggghhhaaa" Tracy moaned around Jon's thrusting cock. Thick, pearly juices were already seeping abundantly into Jennifer's eager tongue as Tracy's pussy began to contract and spasm. Her orgasm surged through her petite body, and she arched her hips grinding her fuck-hole, juicily overflowing, against Jennifer sucking mouth. "Suck her off, Sis!" Jon wailed. "Uuuummoooo... she's coming for me," Jennifer moaned, letting some of her juices dribble from her lips so that her brother could see that Tracy was creaming. That sight inspired the horny boy as much as the action of Tracy's mouth on his dick. His kid sister was a pussy-licker for real and it was driving Jon wild. He plunged his cock into Tracy's mouth, and howled like an animal as his balls surged, then his hot-thick cum jetted onto her tongue and down her throat. Tracy swallowed his cream with joy. The tangy stuff slid down her throat and flowed into her tummy, mixing with the doggy cum she had already swallowed, as her own juices fed Jennifer. Tracy took Jon's cock to the hilt in her mouth, and sucked out the last of his pearlescent cum. His long, thick dick came sliding from her lips like some slimy serpent. The head stuck fast for a moment as Tracy suck desperately on it, pulling a final glob of cum out of his tasty boy cock. Then his cock slipped free. His cock swayed and jerked like a divining rod seeking moisture, all slippery and dripping with her saliva. Jon swayed and staggered, stepping back, his legs trembling, and he sat down on the lawn near the pool. Jennifer spread Tracy's pussy-slit wide open with her hand and shot her tongue as far up the dark-haired girl's fuck-hole as she could, slurping out the creamy dregs of doggy cum. Glowing with perverse contentment, Tracy leaned back on her lounge chair, arching her slim body and grinding her ass and hips as Jennifer sucked off the last of her climax, tonguing and slurping greedily. A last spasm shook Tracy. Then Jennifer leaned back, and looked around, it was her turn to get some cock. She looked back and forth between her brother and the two horny dogs, wondering which of those lovely cocks she wanted next, and in which hot hole. The Great Dane's dick was still stiff and her brother's saliva-drenched cock was still hard, and Adolf, who had been neglected until now, was bounding around in a frenzy. His huge cock hard as a steel rod, and his ball sac bloated with a massive load. Major pranced up, lapping at her face, and then dropped his heavy tongue to her burgeoning tits. Then Adolf sauntered over, and was trying desperately to sink his muzzle into her wet pussy-slit. And not to out done, Jon came over and stood over her, flexing his crotch muscles, making his cock leap and jerk excitingly. Jennifer wanted all three of those lovely cocks, and she wanted them all at once! Chapter 10.... Jennifer came up onto her knees and rubbed her budding tits against her brother's cock and balls, letting him rub against her tingling nipples for a long moment, then she sucked his dick into her mouth. Her blonde-haired head bobbed up and down, and his dick swelled and throbbed, as she eagerly sucked on it. Thinking that he was going to get another blow-job, Jon began face fucking his sister, while the two dogs bounded about frantically, lapping at her fuzzy blonde pussy, tits, and up the crack of her ass. But after she had snacked on her sibling's dick for a short while, getting it really hard and hot, Jennifer pulled her mouth away. "Don't stop, Sis... suck me off!" Jon demanded. Her saliva was steaming from his cock-shaft and the head was dripping pre-cum. He shoved his dick into her face. Jennifer kissed and licked it lovingly, but refused to take it into her mouth again. Her mind had been working hard, and she realized that the only way to take all three cocks at the same time, was by getting on top of her brother, since the dogs were more limited as to positions. She licked up Jon's heavily veined cock-shaft, then pulled back again. "Lie down," she whispered. "I wanna sit on your cock now, Jon! Let me ride the fucker!" That was fine with him. He sank to his knees, then dropped over onto his back on the grass, arching so that his dick was towering above his loins, jutting straight up like a flagpole. Tracy squirmed up, onto one elbow, eager to watch Jennifer screw her brother. She was wondering whether Incest was more naughty than doggy fucking or pussy-lapping, and wishing she had some sibling to ball, as well. She decided she would try to seduce her parents, but that would during a weekend in the future. Jennifer leaned down and sucked on Jon's rampantly throbbing cock again, drooling down his cock-shaft. Then she rose up and threw one knee across his hips, straddling his hips. Jon humped up from the ground, and his sister slowly slid down, taking his cock-head into her already sodden pussy. She pushed down slowly, feeding his cock up into her pussy an inch at a time. Squatting on trembling thighs, she took him in to the balls. Her pink pussy-lips were stretched around the hairy hilt of his thick cock, dribbling milky goo out onto his hairy ball sac. "Ooooohh God.... Fuck!" she groaned, as she leaned over him and squirmed her clit around the hilt of his fully embedded cock it. Jon tried to hump up, but Jennifer pressed down on his chest with her hands, and wouldn't let his dick slide in and out yet. Tracy crawled over, pushing the dogs aside. She ducked down to lick at Jon's balls where they were tightly jammed under his sister's ass. Then she ran her tongue up the crack of Jennifer's ass. She began to rim out Jennifer's tight brown shit-hole. Both frantic dogs were jumping wildly about, tongues slapping everywhere. "Uuuuumm Yeah... get my asshole nice and wet, Tracy!" Jennifer moaned, grinding her ass against her dark-haired friend's reaming tongue. "Aaaaahhooo! Shove your fucking tongue right up my shit-hole, honey! Open my ass! I want one of the damned dogs to ass-fuck me!" Tracy squealed, tongue stabbing, slobbering into that trim little bud. The puckered brown hole rippled and opened, all soaking with saliva and ready for doggy cock. Jennifer looked back over her shoulder. Major was hunkered down behind her, quivering, his tongue hanging out and his dick looming up. "Let Major mount me, Tracy," Jennifer sighed. "Help him get it up my ass!" Tracy moved out of the way. Major, finding himself confronted by female haunches, instinctively leaped up and clung tightly to Jennifer's ass. His spine jerked, and he jerked his cock out into her crotch in normal doggy fucking fashion. But the girl's pussy was already stuffed full of Jon's cock and the dog's dick simply bounced off Jon's ball sack and slid on up through the crack of her ass. "Put his dick in me!" Jennifer wildly squealed. Tracy was more than happy to assist in coupling them in bestial ass-fucking. Major was humping away with enthusiasm, but his dick was angled wrong, so that the long cock-shaft was running up and down through the crack of Jennifer's ass, but not probing into her shit-hole. Tracy studied the situation for a moment, then grasped the brute's balls and hiked his junk higher. Her hand slid up onto his cock-shaft, and turning her wrist, she nudged the tip of his red cock-knob into Jennifer's saliva-soaked asshole. If the dumb brute realized that his dick was embedded in the wrong hole, it certainly didn't make any difference to him. Gripping Jennifer around her hips, the big animal began to hump with vigor. His fat cock-knob stuck in her brown eye for a moment, then it began to wedge on up into her shit-hole. When his hot-red cock-knob slipped past the tight ring, Jennifer cried out, "UUUUuuuunnnngggghhhhhaaaaa... FUCK... FUCK!" Her brown ring clamped around his hairy cock, collaring the thick, throbbing cock-shaft like a very tight rubber band. "Mmmmmooooohhh God, Yeah... it hurts so Fucking Good! Give me that hot cock up my ass, boy!" the naughty blonde girl wailed, wriggling her ass on his cock. She pushed back, and the Great Dane gave her another inch. Her tight asshole was stretching slowly making her groan intelligibly. Tracy continued to assist, caressing at the dog's shaggy and swollen balls, and making sure his doggy dick didn't come out of her girlfriend's asshole for a moment. Slowly, his cock slid up into Jennifer's asshole. His knob was the thickest portion of his dick, plowing ahead and opening her tight bowels as his hairy shaft thrust in. With a yelp and a lurch, pulling her back by her hips, the mighty dog plunged in to the hilt. Jennifer wailed with joy, stuffed by fat dick in both of her love holes at once, and writhing in hot ecstasy between her brother and the doggy. Jon's cock-head flared in the core of her pussy and his thick cock-shaft levered in her womb, while the Great Dane's knob was surging deep in the girl's bowels and his shaft was throbbing all the way up her shit-chute. His cock was so far up her digestive tract that she thought his cock-knob must be splashing around in the pool of cum she had so greedily swallowed from the other end. The dog's balls were pressed tightly against Jon's ball sack, and both were rubbing on Jennifer's crotch, and their cock-shafts were throbbing, separated only by the slender membrane that divided her two tunnels. "Oooohh Shit... I can feel his cock rubbing on mine... Aaaahhhooo, I Love It!" Jon cried, as he was still trying to hump in and out, but the weight of his sister squatting on his crotch and Major just add a lot more, suddenly he realized if he just held still, Major's cock would rub him off through the thin membrane separating them, his mind swirled with perverse pleasure. Major was trying to plunge in and out of her asshole, but her tight shit-chute was holding him as it slowly expanded, and her interior muscles gripped his long cock in a wet pliable vise. It was absolutely lovely to have both of those hot, hard dicks stuffing her to the brim, but Jennifer had imagined so much more, the greedy girl wanted Adolf's cock in her mouth. "C'mon, Adolf! Fuck my mouth again!" she whimpered, showing the doggy her wiggling tongue. The German Shepherd knew all about blow-jobs by this time, and it was welcome knowledge, indeed, the sort of new trick that a horny doggy cherishes. He squirmed up toward Jennifer's head. She tilted her face up and opened her mouth, just the tip of her tongue sticking out like an oral clit. The German Shepherd hunkered down, his balls swinging just above Jon's upturned face. Then he sprang up, mounting Jennifer's head and shoulders. He stabbed his dick out and she licked at it. In his haste, the big dog missed her mouth and his cock skimmed over her cheek. Her tongue flashed against his cock-shaft as it shot past her lips. Her head swayed, shifting, mouth open and eyes glazed by desire. The dog thrust out again and this time his hairy dick thrust into her mouth. His balls beat against her chin, as she gulped all of his cock into her mouth and held it there, working her lips on the hilt. Now Jennifer was truly plugged, every hole stuffed full. She gurgled and gagged on doggy cock. Her pussy squished on slick human dick, and her tight shit-chute was stuffed full of the Great Dane's massive dick. How thrilling it was to degrade herself so, to let them, make them use her nubile body as a three-way cum bucket! The trembling 12-year-old nympho held steady for a few more moments, savoring the full penetration as she wriggled about on those three dicks. Then she began to fuck, suck, and bugger, setting the perverse carnal machine in motion. Her mouth sucked up and down on the German Shepherd's savory cock. Thighs tensing, she rose and fell on her brother's towering cock, while with the same movement, she thrust her shit-chute on the Great Dane's cock. The dogs fell into the rhythm, fucking into her face and up her ass, and Jon humped up from below, driving deep into her pussy. His thrusts jolted her ass back and up, as the frantic Great Dane shoveled his dick into her hot bowels, forcing her fuck-hole back down onto Jon's cock. Cocks shot into her from all angles, all directions. She felt as if her horny body had become a mold for cocks. She swallowed dog cock down her mouth, took more up her gut, and took her brother's dick deep into her womb, all at the same time, she was in Fucking Slut Heaven. They ground on, increasing the pace only gradually. Because all three of those sets of balls had already been drained several times, this dynamic three-way action was going to last a long time, Jennifer expected, and delighted by that prospect. But Tracy, cockles was becoming impatient. It was wildly thrilling to watch her girlfriend take that triple load, but Tracy was getting unbelievably hot and perversely excited. The ebony-haired prepubescent girl crawled about, licking caressing at the edges. She lapped at doggy balls and rubbed at Jennifer's brown ring and pussy-lips, felling the cocks as they plunged roughly into her. Oooohh God... her pussy needed some attention now. Tracy moved back, studying the situation and then grinned happily as she saw how she could fit in very nicely. The Great Dane and the German Shepherd, were mounted over Jennifer's kneeling body at either end. The dogs were face to face over her arched back, both of their tongues hanging out and dripping. Tracy stood up and stepped over Jennifer, mounting her as if she were a horse. She shoved her trim belly out and the German Shepherd immediately slipped his tongue into her steaming pussy. Tracy jerked against his muzzle as he bathed her creamy pussy and washed it with slobber. Then she shoved her ass back and the Great Dane, fucking up one asshole, began to tongue out another. Tracy spread the cheeks of her ass open with her hands, grinding against the dog's snout. She shoved her belly out for some more German Shepherd pussy-licking, then pushed back again, her slim thighs tensing as if she were riding a bronco. Pussy-juice and doggy saliva streamed down Tracy's slim thigs, and coated Jennifer's spine, dripping down her slender ribcage and flowing onto her bourgeoning tits. The blonde girl was lathered all over by the wild ride. Her head went up and down, swallowing doggy dick. Her lithe body coiled, then uncoiled, taking a heavy asshole full, and slamming down to stuff her fuck-hole to the brim with hard cock in all holes. Jennifer was starting to cream, feeling as if her mouth and her bowels were cresting, as well as her pussy and clit. She squirmed about wildly, frantically, pussy-cream spraying from her slit as she stuffed it with her brother's cock, the overflow soaking his balls and slathering the Great Dane's balls, as they slapped her wet crotch. Major's precum oozed out of the tight ring of her asshole, and ran down into her pussy, blending with the wetness there, all flowing down her brother's cock and ass-crack to pool on the grassy ground. Her horny mouth slobbered and drooled as she savored her delicious mouthful of dog cock. Tracy shuddered, almost falling from the naked saddle of Jennifer's arched back. The girl was at the crest and holding there in a sustained rapture, jerking her loins back and forth between the lapping dogs. She jutted her ass out and let the Great Dane tongue her asshole until she was at the very peak, then shoved her belly forward to finish with the German Shepherd's tongue slapping into her crotch. She sank down; legs shaking, closing her thighs around Jennifer's back and rode that pretty blonde-haired bronco for all she was worth. Tracy's thighs were all hot and slippery against her friends back, trembling, as she rode up and down the girls back. Her pussy-juice gushed down, the stream dividing, some following the raised ridge of her spine back to the crack of her ass, the other down around her neck and shoulders, trickling down her neck in pearly strings, fallowing the gentle slopes of her budding tits, all steamy hot and gooey now. moaned, thrilled to feel her sexy girlfriend creaming on her so juicily. The flow that went down the crack of Jennifer ass, went around the Great Dane's dick, mixing with juices seeping from her asshole. The juices eventually welled up on Jon's balls, increased by Tracy's hot flow, turned his groin, ass-crack, and ground into a swamp. "Coming... Fuck, Coming... OOOooooohhaaaa!" wailed Jennifer, her pussy was pulsing and convulsing violently. Her petite body shook crazily as she yearned to feel the dog and her brother spirt all their cum into her. She sucked voraciously, and squirmed her ass wildly about, slamming her pussy-hole onto Jon's cock, and her asshole onto the dog's big dick. Her pelvis danced spasmodically. Her mouth drew the German Shepherd in so deeply she seemed to be gulping his cock-knob right down her throat, as if that fat slab was destined to meet the Great Dane's dick-knob, as it came driving up her digestive track from the other end. "Uuuunnnggghhh... Uuuunnnggghhh...," she gasped, gorging greedily, relishing cock-meat and longing for cum. Her mouth and throat, belly, and bowels, were as starved for cum, as her seething pussy-hole. She deep-throated the Shepherd, as the Great Dane plunged into the depths of her guts, and her brother rocketed up from the ground, gorging her sodden pussy-slit. Tracy slumped over Jennifer back, rubbing her sodden pussy up and down the blonde girl's slimy spine and panting in the aftermath of another wave of orgasm, as she hugged her dog, Major tightly. And Jennifer was clinging to the crest of another prolonged sequence of orgasmic waves under her, wild sensations ebbing and flowing, as she hung on, as she waited for those three big dicks to empty their cum loads into her body. They came one, two, three. They didn't exactly shoot simultaneously, but they came close enough together so that their shooting overlapped as they hosed Jennifer down. The German Shepherd came first in her mouth. His hot cum splashed on her tongue and into her cheeks. She swallowed, whimpering. The brute squirted her with a second dose, then a third, and while he was still draining his cum-bags into her mouth, her brother soared to the crest under her. His cum shot into her womb like a geyser, the thick stream filling her with squirt after squirt. As Jennifer slammed her pussy down onto Jon's squirting cock, the massive Great Dane pumped his erotic enema up her shit-chute in a great, solid wad. The welcome stuff splashed into her guts like quicksilver. "Uuuunnnggghhh... Uuuunnnggghhh...,"Jennifer groaned in joy around Adolf's cock. She felt as if she were being pumped full of frothy cum by three dynamos that were dousing her with their foam, and dousing the fires that raged in her petite body. The German Shepherd had started coming first, and he ebbed off first, spilling out the last of his delicious cum onto her tongue and lips, and then jumping down, whining. Her head, vacated, swayed about, a dazed and dreamy expression on her pretty face, her blue eyes glazed. A pearly goo dribbled from the corners of her mouth, as she panted heavily. Jon's final geyser burst into her pussy, and the boy dropped back, spread-eagled on the grass. Jennifer held her pussy down to the hilt of his spent dick, squirming, while the Great Dane squirted the last of his burning juice into her flooded ass. Major yanked his drained cock from her tight shit-hole with perverse wet popping sound, and lurched away from her haunches. Jennifer softly sighed, and pulled her pussy slowly off her brother's wilting cock. She sprawled out, belly down, cum running heavily out of all three holes. The ground her and Jon, was as wet as if they had just come dripping from the pool, and it stank like a swamp. Tracy, although she was well-creamed and not really horny at the moment, hated to waste a single drop of those precious fluids. She knelt over Jennifer and began giving her back a tongue bath, Jennifer purred contently. Tracy licked up and down, tasting her own pussy nectar. She turned Jennifer's face to hers and carefully licked and kissed the blonde girl's mouth, slurping up the cummy seepage from her soft cheeks, and off her puffy lips, and from chin. Then she slid down again, licking out Jennifer's ass-crack and shit-hole, finally she dipped her tongue into her sodden for a suck of human cum, as well. When she had lapped up every drop, Tracy leaned back and they gazed at each other, a dark-haired girl and blonde, so different in appearance yet so similar in their abnormal tastes. They both knew, without having to say it, they would be in the mood for some more pussy-licking soon, unless one or more of the available dicks happened to get hard and hot again before then... But satisfied for the moment, they decided to jump into the pool for a refreshing dip. After all, that was what a swimming pool was for... among other poolside pleasures. THE END.... To my Consistent Readers who like my stories...Thank You for reading, I hope you enjoyed another look into My Naughty Imagination. Please share it with your Like-Minded Friends. Also, I'd be glad to hear from you at Jessy42sa@proton.me, send a Comment or a sexy picture, if you liked the Story, and you want more! I'll try to answer all of them at some point. My best friends call me Jessica. Additionally, please share any of your fantasies, memories, or suggestions for future stories. I sometimes use these for inspiration of new stories. I'm not seeking any themes that involve Violence, although mild coercion to progress the naive, or curious protagonist through her adventure would be, Okay. 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bestiality/christmas-break-with-buster.txt	Date: Sat, 7 Jan 2006 06:53:56 -0800 (PST) From: Daniel King <beastboygay@yahoo.com> Subject: Christmas Break with Buster My e-mail is beastboygay@yahoo.com feel free to drop me one. This is a true story that involves bestiality, and if you do not want to read it, or can't for whatever legal reason, I suggest you leave now. Otherwise enjoy. I was coming home for Christmas and was so excited to see my dog Buster. He's a golden lab so he has nice short hair. I hadn't been home to Danville since the summer (I go to UK) and thus Buster and I hadn't gotten to fool around since then, but now we'd have a full week before Christmas to do some of the things I've thought about all semester. My name's David, I'm about 5'10" with dark brown hair, green eyes, and a pretty athletic build, from running quite a bit. I came home the Saturday after finals week and had to wait until Monday before Buster and I could do anything. Being Kentucky, the weather is inconsistent but always freezing at this time of the year, so playing outside was out of it, and it may even be too cold for the garage, Buster being an "outside dog." He can get pretty wild I suppose. I got up bright and early Monday at 8:30, slipped on some sweatpants and a sweatshirt. I sleep in the nude so that was all I had on, I mean I doubt a dog would care if I wore my sexy underwear. I went outside to get Buster and brought him in. Due to the hour, it was definitely too cold to use the garage so I led him to the back of our house, namely my room. He was actually pretty calm about it all, usually he's very jumpy. "Sit" I commanded and he did just that as I started to take off my shirt. I played with him shirt less for a little while, enjoying his soft, short fur against my bare hairless skin. We romped around on the floor for a good little while and finally ended lying in a heap on the ground, him on top of me, my arms hugging him and my hands roaming over his body. Initially his head was resting on my stomach, but I wriggled underneath him until our heads were level and I started to lick his lips and mouth. He opened his mouth and started licking me furiously, our tongues entwining. We french-kissed for nearly an hour, just him on top of me (I'm a very oral person, what can I say?). I began to shimmy out of my sweatpants with Buster still on top of me. Once he could feel my hard cock against his fur he began to grind against me a little. I knew he was getting hard, and that long, delicious dick would soon be poking out. I got him to stand up and then lay down on the floor next to me. We got into a 69 position as he started licking my dick and my balls. Sure enough his cock was making an appearance out side his sheath. I started by licking his huge set of balls, sucking one into my mouth and then the other. Meanwhile he was going to town slurping on my 7-inch cock, and I was loving every second of it. My hand was petting his side and slowly moved towards his hot puckered ass hole. I've played with Buster around there before, but this time I wanted a good long taste. As I was fingering his hole, which he was used to and certainly seemed to enjoy, my mouth moved from his nutsac down his fur-covered sheath, licking all the way, until I got a taste of his cock poking out. I kept licking his cock and docking my tongue inside his sheath until more and more came out. I moved my tongue back down to his balls and sucked them, taking them, one at a time, into my mouth. Then I slowly licked behind his huge sac up to his hole that I still had a finger inserted into. I pushed it in and out and began to lick the area around his hot hole. Buster whimpered and lost all interest in licking my dick, preferring to focus on the attention I was giving his hole. I removed my finger and inserted my tongue, fucking his hot, tight hole while he whimpered above me. He started licking my neck and I new I'd cum soon with that kind of attention so I gave his ass one last kiss and moved back down to his balls and his dick. I sucked all 8 inches of his dick into my mouth tasting the coppery flesh and precum combination. Buster went back to licking my dick and my nuts, his sand-papery tongue filling me with ecstasy. He moved it back to my asshole and started licking there for a while. I spread my legs wider and let his tongue enter me. Meanwhile, even laying down, his hips bucked his cock further down my throat while my hand massaged his knot, still covered by his furry sheath. It was hard and about the size of an orange. I pulled off his cock long enough to lick sheathed knot and kiss it and wrap my tongue around it. I loved making love to buster like this, and if his whimpers and fierce licking of my cock were any indication he loved it to. Suddenly he rose and I knew he was about to come so I slid in under him and raised myself on my elbows and thrust his cock into my mouth gripping tightly on his knot and suddenly I was flooded with dog cum. It tasted amazing and there was so much that it started to drip down my cheeks even as I tried to swallow. I gripped my cock in my hand and jacked off furiously cumming only a few second later. I collapsed on the floor of my bedroom, with Buster still above me, licking my face and then my cum-covered chest and finally swiping his tongue across my cock. I reached up and hugged him before he laid down on the floor too, licking himself clean. I led him back outside to his kennel once I had composed myself, and went back inside, thinking of what else this Christmas break might lead to.... end part one If you have any suggestions about things Buster and I could do over the next few weeks that I could then write about or if you just want to chat drop me an e-mail.
bestiality/my-friend-the-farmboy.txt	Date: Sat, 6 Jan 2001 01:59:03 +0000 (GMT) From: Me <international_cocksucker@yahoo.co.uk> Subject: My Friend the Farmboy This story contains sex between two boys and between boys and animals. If either or both of these situations disturb you then please leave. He lived on a farm. Travelling 30-Miles everyday to our college in the city. His family was poor; they had been farmers for generations now. They couldn't afford to send him to college until they sold half of their land. He was strikingly handsome, and his body was created as an example of male beauty. We became friends almost instantly, I had a deeper agenda of trying to get into his pants. But for him our friendship was like a means of survival for him, he had been bought up on his own, he had no brothers or sisters, and their farmhouse was located in no-mans land. As a result, he was a passionate friend to me, he couldn't see past me, almost idolizing me. Of course this suited me down to the bone. I loved every minute of his attention. We continued this way for a couple of months; I still hadn't even seen a glimpse of his farmboy dick. But I was expectant and determined. At times I thought if I just stripped him naked and fucked the hell out of his candy-ass, he wouldn't stop me, he practically worshipped the ground I stepped on. But I didn't I waited and waited.... Then one day, he came into college, looking very happy. I asked him why this was, and he told me that his parents were going to his grandmother's for the night and that meant that he didn't have to go back to the farm till late. He was looking forward to staying out late. But I had other ideas. I casually suggested that maybe he could take this opportunity to show me the farm, like he had promised some time ago. I knew he wouldn't refuse me, and he didn't. So at the end of college that day, I called home and told my parents that I would be staying at a friends. We caught the bus in the early evening and reached his farm at eight. He started guiding me around the place, eager to show me everything. But what I wanted to see was still concealed away. But I staggered along with him, pretending to be fascinated by it all. While all the time I kept my eyes fixed on his firm ass! Then eventually the tour finished and we went inside. We chatted and fooled around for a while. Then he got up to feed the horses and sheep. While he was carrying out his duty I decided to get rid of some of my clothing. It was hot (honestly) and beside I was sure that he wouldn't be able to resist my smooth, muscular body. He returned, dripping with sweat, wiping his brow. He looked at me, sprawled on the couch in nothing more than a pair of skin-tight briefs. His eyes focussed on my package. It looked enormous, even to me. I could see his eyes widen, and then a firm smile of appreciation appeared on his gorgeous face. I looked at him with a sexy grin spread on my face, gently stroking my cock through my briefs. He walked over, in what seemed like slow motion. Shredding off his sweaty T-shirt and tight jeans on the way. His body was soooooo sexy; dripping with sweat and beautifully toned. Forget about my package, his was abnormally large, but it looked so good, close up. He came and stood in front of me, without saying a word, I caught his 9" farmboy dick between my lips and started sucking him like there was no tomorrow. He grabbed my head from either side and started to face fuck me, thrusting his big dick in and out. Stretching my mouth, till I nearly gagged. Sucking on his monster cock, while playing with his huge balls. I sucked him vigorously for ten minutes before he came, shooting an impressive load right down my throat. As he pulled his dick out of my mouth, I caught the last drop of tasty cum, before he fell back onto the bed. I stood up and slipped off my boxers, carefully spreading my pre-cum over the thick shaft, Then I lowered my head between his ass-cheeks and tongued his tight hole till it seemed loose enough to accommodate my 7" dick. I pulled his legs towards me and lifted them over my shoulders, positioning my dick against his arsehole. I rubbed it there gently for a few seconds before forcing it inside his warm, tight arse. He groaned agonisingly as my cock ventured deep inside his arse, but I could tell he had this done to him before, because his arse was not as tight as virgins were. I quickly fell into a steady motion, fucking him gently, humping my hips back and forth. He had his eyes closed and his mouth was opened. Soft whimpers escaped his lips as I thrust my dick deeper into his bowels. When I was close to exploding I leaned down and covered his mouth with mine, Suppressing my loud moan as my dick squirted out shot after shot of thick, sticky cum. We lay together, breathing heavily, admiring each other's sweaty bodies, in the dim light of the table lamp. Then I suddenly sat up; a weird thought crossed my mind. A thought about animals fucking like we do. I asked him if he had ever seen that happen. He had! He told me that they were real horny creatures. I asked him did it look weird, he said it did at first, but then he saw it happening often. We both fell into a muted moment of thought, which was finally broken by a shocking revelation from him. He said that he had had the urge to suck his horse's dick, and he tried it and it felt good. I looked at him in amazement, trying to establish whether he was just pulling my leg. But he looked serious. I said I didn't believe him that he was just messing. But he was dead serious. He stood up and told me that he would make me believe him. I asked how, and he said that he would suck his horse right in front of me. I looked at him with disgust, but he pulled me up and walked over to the stable. I followed him, not really expecting him to go through with it. We entered the stable; both of us were still naked. He walked over to a black horse in the corner. I watched intently as he ran his hand over the horses' mane. Whispering and muttering, patting the horse like a proud owner of the derby-winning horse. Then he knelt down, massaging the horses' legs. I teased him about being scared to do it. That is why he was playing about. Nut he looked over and smiled, saying he was relaxing the horse. It was at this moment I realised that he WAS going to do it. He grabbed hold of the horses' enormous dick and stroked it a few times. He called out to me to come closer, and I did, trembling with anxiety. What on earth was I about to witness? When I reached them, he lowered his head and took a large part of the horses' dick in his mouth. I turned my face in disgust. But was forced to look when I heard an unusual, low noise. I turned and looked; it had come from the horse. It seemed to be shaking ever so gently on the spot. I looked down and so my mate sucking more of that dick, his saliva dripped down his cheeks. Moans were escaping his lips too, I saw that his dick had hardened again, it was dripping pre-cum quite freely. But what hit me the most was how big my dick was getting. What was happening? Was I actually enjoying this? My mate pulled the horse's dick out of his mouth and said why don't you try and fuck it? I just looked at him with my mouth open wide, what on earth was he saying? I shook my head furiously, but somewhere inside the idea appealed to me, and caused my dick to quiver. My friend was watching me intently while his hand was stroking the horses' dick. He was urging me on; he could see me hard. Eventually I gave in, and walked on wobbly knees to the rear of the horse. My mate got up and came and stood next to me. He lifted the horses tail, and gave me a deep kiss on the lips, as if that was my reward, I asked him if he had done this too. He said he had. My mate smiled at me and told me to go on. I closed my eyes and thrust my hip forward. But I missed; I wasn't looking my friend giggled and then took hold of my dick. I looked at him, breathing heavily and not liking what I was doing. But I didn't know how to stop. He moved my dick towards the horses' arse, and forced it inside. A loud groan left my mouth as my dick was shoved completely inside the horses' arse. I instinctively started pumping, I was fucking the horse!!!! My mate got back down on his knees and started working the horses dick again, sucking it greedily. I got so carried away with what I was doing that I didn't hear the horses unusual neighing as he came in my friends' mouth. If I had seen my friends' face while he drained the horses cum from his big, hung dick; I would have probably collapsed. How could he do that? But moments later I was shooting my own load inside the horse, my cum leaving my dick and flowing into the horses ass. What had I done? I pulled out and ran back to the farmhouse, my friend followed close by, wiping his lips with the back of his hand. THE END Comments...do u want to share stories? international_cocksucker@yahoo.co.uk
bestiality/trying-something-different.txt	Date: Tue, 17 Apr 2018 10:32:52 +0000 (UTC) From: wood guy <woodd_guy@yahoo.com> Subject: Trying something different This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts. Some of the parts are real but will leave that up to the reader to decide. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. You may contact me at woodd_guy@yahoo.com if you would like to comment. Also I have many more stories so if you use the search feature on Nifty You can use woodd_guy as the key word and you will find my other stories. (Remember, your donations allow everyone to enjoy this and other stories Please consider a donation to Nifty.org) This day started like so many other days for me, I am an older heavy set guy who just so happens to like cock. I know there are plenty of us guys out there like myself. I see you all logging on chat groups mostly looking for a hard cock to suck or better a guy to mount us. After being on these sites you soon realize that there are almost mostly bottoms, since most of the older guys on there also have a problem getting or staying hard. As any guy who likes to get fucked a nice hard cock is required. Sure there are hustlers out there who claim they like us older guys but soon you realize they are nothing more than hookers looking for a payoff. Not that I against capitalism it is just I find still being married that I stay away from anyone who can then black mail me. When younger I only went with other married guys figuring they had just as much too loose as I did, so it prevented them from doing something stupid. So enough of this, I will get to what you want to read about. My wife was off for a few days so I had the house alone, I tried the groups again but as normal a lot of talk but no action. I am getting hornier as time goes on and could just jerk off but I know I am really looking for a cock up my ass. I decide I will try to do something different I go look at one of the sites with personals. Yes I know these sites are filled with people who are just looking for money and as I said I am against doing that. But then there was one post that said helping guys get knotted. At first I figured it was just a dating add but something about it looked different. I shoot of a reply and waited for an answer, in about an hour and it was sort of cryptic reply but there was enough to suggest this what I thought it was. I never tried having a dog mount me but that is not to say I have not watched it on the web and read stories about it and found myself jerking off thinking about it. I sent back a reply asking for more info and they replied back asking for a phone number to contact me with since they did not want to send the information in an email. I figured what the heck, I am sure being horny as I was helped with the decision. I got a call back from a women, at first I was set back by this but then I felt as ease she sounded like an older women and gave me the impression that this service was for men or women. Then she sort of laid it out what they offered, very simply they ran a dog breeding farm an hour from town. For a fee they will set me up with a dog that meets my requirements and assist in making sure that I get the pleasure I am looking for. The women could tell I was a little uneasy with doing this so she shared with me that she fully understood. In fact she said both she and her husband have made use of their own services and being honest she said they both enjoyed it. I know I let the head of my cock do the thinking. She told me upfront what the charges were and she assured me they be there to assist since this was the first time I tried this. I agreed and was given the location of their place and set up an appointment for this afternoon. I knew I was being crazy to do this but I knew I just had to try it at least once. So after I got off the phone I went in and took a shower, whenever I plan on getting cock up my ass I always give myself an enema and make sure I am nice and clean. After I did this I put on a sweatshirt and some jeans and went to my car and followed the directions I was given. The trip took less time then I figured and was at the place early, it was a house with a big barn off to the side and an area where there were pens set up for the dogs. I did see quite a few puppies there so what she said was true they made most of their money selling puppies. The place was neat and clean and after sitting in the car a few minutes looking round a middle age women came out and greeted me. She said it was OK if I felt uneasy, that happens a lot when people visit for the first time. She introduces herself as Sue and her husband is Bob, I told her my name is Jim. I consider myself BI but being honest if I had my choice I take a man over a women. Ever since I past my younger days I liked being submissive and found I could only get that when I was with a guy. I still fuck the wife but not very often and truth be said I do not think ether one of really enjoys it. Beside I have trouble getting hard so most of the times so it never works out for us. I gave the envelope to her and followed her to the barn, her husband came out and he is also middle age but had a way about him. He seems to give the impression he is the in charge type of guy. The husband asked me a few questions, with the answers I gave him he has figured out that I was submissive, liked cock, able to good size cock but never been breed by a dog. He came off as firm but in a way like he is paying attention to what was said sort of like talking to your doctor. He tells his wife to get Rufus when I call you, he should be perfect for Jim. He then has me follow him to the barn and once inside I see that it is broken up into a few smaller rooms. We go inside one and I see in the middle there is a bench that is adjustable in height and is covered by a pad. Bob tells me to get undressed and I do as he tells me, he then asked did you want me or my wife to get you ready and I looked at him and said I prefer you. He smiled at me and said sure be my pleasure. After I laid down on the bench he put a pad over my back and a strap over my middle holding the pad and myself down. He asked if I lets guys fuck me and I said yes but it's been a while. He then said he will lessen me up so when Rufus breeds me it will not hurt. He then says hope you do not mind, I hate getting this grease on my clothes so I prefer to get undressed myself. I looked at him and said sure that be fine with me and gave him a big smile. Jim then removed his clothes and I was looking at his semi hard cock between his legs, he was a good size and thick and knew I was here to get fucked by the dog but he do just fine. He came over with a bottle of oil and let the oil drip on my ass crack and it felt cool as it ran to my hole. He then used his fingers to get the oil deep in my hole. My ass over the years is not as tight as it was when I was younger and after being fucked so much so he had no trouble getting in two then three fingers. While he was doing this his cock was close to my mouth. I finally said I be happy to take care of that cock if you want me too. He smiled and said sure why not the wife never did give me my morning blow job. Bob moved closer and feed me his cock and I loved pulling it into my mouth, as I sucked him he had opened my hole to his satisfaction. Then he stopped letting me suck his cock he went over to his radio and called Sue and said changed my mind Rufus will not be a good match get Ajax, Sue said are you sure and he said yes. I questioned him about why the change and he said he felt I be happier with Ajax he is a little bit bigger and after opening you up I feel you be happier with him. He then also used a leaver to raise the bench a little bit higher. I heard the door open and in came in Sue followed by this big solid black dog, I am no dog person but this one was not a long hair dog and looked powerful. The dog came over a sniffed me then came around and started licking my ass. Bob said that he oil they used was mixed with peanut butter so the dogs loved it. I was getting the ass licking of my life and while Sue was still there Bob feed me his cock again, I guess anything goes in this house. After the dog licked my hole a while he got up higher on my back and I felt his hard cock poking my cheeks. Sue sort of helped and guided his shaft to the right spot and I felt this fat cock enter my body. The dog fucked like no guy ever had did, he was very fast like he was on a mission to fuck up his bitch and I guess he was. Sue asked me if I wanted Ajax to knot with me. I was not sure I seen it on videos before and knew the knots got really big. At first I was unsure then said yes. She said OK but I will tell you once he knots with you, you will no longer have a choice he will stay buried deep in you till all his sperm is emptied into your body. I know I am a dirty old man but to me that sounded great and said after what you just said I am sure I want it. It did not take long after the dog first entered me, he kept up the fast pace then I felt the knot growing and I could feel my hole stretch as he slid in in and out of my body. But then it went in deep and my hole would not let it out again and I felt it lodged in my body, and if possible it was getting bigger. Then I felt the hot dog cum star filling my hole. It was so warm and much more than any guy has ever deposited in my ass. I guess I was smiling and moaning at the same time and Bob looked at his wife and said I knew Ajax would be perfect for him. Bob said be prepared he will be filling you for the next 20 minutes. Then he said while you waiting finish what you were doing and slid his cock back into my mouth. His wife looked and him and said there supposed to being giving us the tip not the other way around. Bob said the way he is smiling I suspect you won't have to worry about that. I was sucking Bob's cock a while before he filled my mouth with his load. I really did enjoy that as well as the best twenty minutes I ever spent on my belly. The dog finally popped out and I mean that the knot almost popped out when it came out. It hurt but when the dog cock was out the dog as if he knew licked my sore hole and cleaned up whatever cum had leaked out. Bob helped me up I was a little bit unsteady on my feet but have to say that was the best fuck I have received. I managed to get dressed and as he suspected I gave him a good tip and he said he hopped that I make my way back to his place. I said I would as soon as possible then I asked him what if I wanted two dogs next time, he said you are a horny devil. I said that is me for sure, then he asked if I wanted to have the second dog now and I said would love to be fucked again but being honest not sure if I could take another dog. Then he looked at me and asked would I be willing to let a guy fuck me, I said sure what you have in mind. He told me he had a guy who worked on the place with him and his wife and once in a while if they had a guy who enjoyed being breed they let their hand get a turn. I knew I was being bad but what the hell I said sure, but asked what will it cost me, he said nothing we only charge for the dogs. He then called on his radio and told whoever he was talking too if I wanted some man pussy he had someone available. That sort of was crude but just think about it I was just some dogs bitch. The guy on the radio said he be in the barn in five minutes, Bob and myself walked back into the barn and he left me the same room I just got breed in. Was less than five minutes and I head an ATV pull into the barn, then the door opened and in came a guy maybe late 40's good six feet tall. He was a big guy not really fat more like a linebacker. Being honest with myself I started off the day trying to get fucked and settled on being done by a dog, which in reality turned into a good choice he was a great fuck, so I sure would not turn down any guy. As soon as we could we were both naked and the guy was sporting a big fat hard cock between his legs, I got down on my knees and sucked him all the way into my mouth. I was working on his cock getting it nice and wet so he give me a good fuck. As soon as I felt we were both ready I pulled my mouth off his cock and went over and laid on the bench the dog did me before. The guy used the leaver to raise me up tested alignment lifted me up a little more then slid right in. My hole was still sloppy from the oil and the dog cum so his big fat cock went in and felt great. The guy fucked me hard but nowhere as fast as the dog did and it felt great. He was telling me what a bitch I was and that was turning me on. This went on for a while he get close, then stop and then go back to fucking me again. I suspected all this action was building a load of sperm for when he was ready. I was not disappointed when his cock started pulsing and then I felt his cum enter my body, not as warm as the dog but still felt good. After he was finished using my ass he said he had to get back to work and left. I stayed long enough to clean up some then got dressed and also left. That was a great day and knew the next time my wife went away for a day I be back. If you liked this let me know email me at woodd_guy@yahoo.com
bestiality/dogboy.txt	Date: Fri, 28 Jul 2006 11:55:55 +0930 (Cen. Australia Standard Time) From: mike allworden <mikeallworden@hotmail.com> Subject: Dogboy THE STORY YOU ARE ABOUT TO READ IS TOTTALLY FICTIOUS AND NON FICTIONAL HOPE YOU ENJOY READING THIS STORY FEEL FREE TO EMAIL ME AT MIKEALLWORDEN@HOTMAIL.COM ABOUT THE STORY IF YOU LIKE MY STORY AND WANT TO MAKE COMMENTS ON IT ALSO IF YOU FEEL YOU WANT TO BE TREATED LIKE THAT ALSO FEEL FREE TO LET ME KNOW WHEN YOU EMAIL ME YOUNG DOGBOY LOOKING FOR MASTER AND DOG A few months ago while at work with My dog I saw this boy in the Boiler Room a few I wasn't real thrilled with him been in there all alone I saw he had shoulder length blond hair, baggy jeans, no top on so I asked him what he was doing there but he didn't say all he told me was His parents were paying for him to study film at school. I brought him home and he was an enthusiastic cock sucker and real inspiring. When we were done, he left and as far as I was concerned, that was that. But the next night he showed up at my door begging for more. I didn't have it in me to tell him to go away, so I played some games with him, making him crawl around the apartment on all fours with a dog collar on which he liked lots also Playing around with my dog, licking then sucking deep on my dogs cock too for close to an hour. He wanted to spend the night so I made him curl up on the floor next to my bed with my dog laying next to him which he loved so much waking up in the morning next to my dog also when he was there I got into the habit of calling him at any hour of the day or night and ordering him to come over to suck my dick and my dogs dick then get him to mount my dog while I watched him do that. Sometimes I'd make him wait outside my house for a few hours for me to come home which he liked doing lots because i knew He was into the dog thing. I got him a stainless steel bowl and made him eat out of it on the kitchen floor with my dog next to him eating from the same bowl. If he was bad, he got the punishment he deserved. One time I found him playing with my whip, so I made him crawl around with the handle up his butt, the whip dragging on the ground like a little doggy tail. He would let me play around with his butt hole, also wanting my dog to mount him lots.He was spending almost every night at my place, and some days not leaving at all. One morning he got up and respectfully asked that I unlock his dog collar because he had to go to class. He had some important final presentation. I normally would have, but that morning I decided it looked too good on him. Besides, I said, he should be proud to wear it in public. That got him turned on and not only did he wear the collar, but he had fresh cum stains on his jeans and T-shirt. I'm really into shaved heads, and I had to see this boy hairless I was thinking about it all day at work, and got home real horny. He showed me how he'd spent the day with my dog and how well he got along with my dog which made me so happy to see how well he got along with my dog and how well my dog accepted him he wanted my approval on how well he got along with my dog which I was happy to give him my approval which made him real happy to see how I gave him my approval to be with my dog. I sat the boy down in my barber chair, then reached over for a pair of scissors. He didn't seem to notice the chunks of hair falling around his face with him been so preoccupied with my dog thinking how he will be with my dog soon so I grabbed my clippers, clicked them on and sheared a landing strip down the top of his head till all his hair was gone from his head. His eyes lit up once he saw all the hair gone from his head I could tell by the look on his face that His whole attitude changed - the cockiness was gone, he was real humble. He looked more animal than human. He was starting to look like a real dog which the boy liked lots.He didn't want to leave my house the next day and ended up staying for almost a week. One day I told him we were going shopping. The hair was starting to grow again so I shaved it off again which he liked so much because he liked to be totally hairless also he seemed ready to go out in public. I put him in some dog mitts, shorts and my T-shirt with the sleeves cut off. He said he didn't want to go out in public like that he wanted to be totally naked to go out in public but I told him no he had to wear those clothes for now so he could go out in public with me and my dog while walking them on all fours which he loved lots. so I put on the collar and leash and made it clear he had no choice. Just before we left, I ran the clippers over his head to give him a good, clean crop again . He made a hot little skinhead. The shorts were tight, and I don't know if it was the chafing or the humiliation, but his whole body was real tense which he enjoyed lots feeling that way. I walked him to the school where had all his classes. I ordered him to wait there for me, knowing that he'd be seen by hundreds of strangers not to mention his classmates and teachers. I don't know how long he waited there, but when I got back he was gone. I went home and found him waiting for me. The next day, I took him back to the same corner and told him to wait. If he didn't, I'd have to chain him to the bike rack. I sat across the street in a coffee shop where I could watch him. This time, he did as he was told. People stared at him lots and patted my dog and him which he liked lots, so he stayed put. I caught him looking at the store windows and he seemed to be getting off on his own reflection. He was turning into an obedient pup boy, and I knew I could have him if I wanted. That day, watching him stand there waiting for me, I was proud of him. That night I told him I thought he was ready for the next stage, to be a real pup boy. He would have to be obedient and at all times, take pride in his appearance by keeping himself shaved and in good shape. In return, I'd give him a roof over his head and keep his dog bowl full. I'd also keep his hungry ass filled with a steady diet of dog cock. He would be my only pup boy only, he would have to service my friends dogs if they wanted him to. "Are you ready to be my pup boy I asked him" He nodded with that stupid grin. "Yes, Sir! "Yes. Sir, I want to be your pup boy ,Sir!" I told him there was one more thing, that I liked my pup boys to be marked so when I took them out in public, people could see they were mine. "Tomorrow you're getting a tattoo." He got a excited look on his face. Where he asked I pushed my finger across the back of his head from ear to ear. "Here." I said that my friend was coming over the next night. "When he's done, then you'll be my pup boy." I could tell he had some thinking to do. The next day, before I went to work with my dog , I unlocked his collar while he was sleeping and left his clothes on a chair. When I got home, he was gone. My friend was a great tattoo artist he has a tattoo needles and his tattoo gun with him to mark my pup boy I heard the door open. My boy walked in, closed the door and stripped leaving his clothes in a pile by the door. He walked past us without looking at me. He'd shaved himself, his body and head, even the eyebrows His dog collar was locked on his neck. My friend was impressed to see my dog boy clean shaved from head to toe. My dog boy barely flinched when my friend clicked the needle into the tattoo gun and started scratching the first letter behind his left ear. After a while, my friend wiped away the blood and showed me his handiwork - a two inch, solid black "S." I reached over and patted my dog boy on the head and said "Good boy. Four more letters to go and you will be my pup boy for ever and having no more clothes to wear ever again also be kept clean shaved everyday which my new dog boy liked hearing lots from me. It was great to see a real happy look on his face when I told him that.
bestiality/twas-the-day-after-christmas.txt	Date: Thu, 23 Dec 2021 22:28:20 +0000 (UTC) From: Randolph Adams <shahairyzad@aol.com> Subject: Twas the Day After Christmas - (Bestiality and Fantasy) Nifty is free but there's no such thing as a free lunch. (Though some guys will give you their buns for free, and maybe even a sausage, if you ask nicely.) Please be as generous as they are! https://donate.nifty.org TWAS THE DAY AFTER CHRISTMAS It took twenty elves to wrestle him onto the bench and strap him into place. Their tiny nimble fingers made short work of his belt buckle, and soon the red pants were down, and his meaty backside shone smooth and bright as a December moon. The sturdy bench had been crafted in the workshop, of course. It was painted a cheerful red and decorated with a motif of holly leaves and leaping reindeer. Carfax had suggested something more contemporary . . . maybe even naughty . . . but Bloopbloop was in charge of the project and had been firm about the design. The top of the bench was comfortably padded and finished in white ermine, and even the leather straps that immobilized the big guy's wrists and ankles were dyed scarlet and lined with ermine. Struggle as he might (and he was struggling mightily) he was no match for their workmanship. The big guy still had his boots on, so the pants stayed bunched around his massive thighs. He'd taken his jacket off before they'd pounced, so it wasn't too hard to pull the fine cambric shirt up to his armpits, exposing the big pink body, much of its firm flesh covered with silver hair. Xenotips picked up the hat from where it had fallen and pushed it back onto the big guy's head, averting his eyes from the fierce glare. The white beard seemed to bristle around his scowl, and his face, normally so pink and jolly, was a fiery red. The big guy was using all kinds of naughty words that the elves were not accustomed to hearing. But after Carfax put a ball gag in his mouth, tying the green silk cord with a neat bow at the back of his head, all he could do was grunt or, as their activities progressed, occasionally squeal. When Bloopbloop led Dasher in, the big guy's eyes went very wide, and his struggling intensified. Several of the elves went to work on the reindeer's member, stroking it and taking tentative licks at it. Puttity, the largest of the elves, managed to get his mouth open wide enough to get the whole tip into his mouth, and his sucking quickly progressed from tentative to enthusiastic as the crimson member lengthened impressively, protruding farther and farther from the furry sheath. Dasher seemed eager to go at it, but a quartet of elves held him back while another trio went to work on the gleaming backside. Xenotips and Imeldo seated themselves on the big guy's calves, wriggling their bottoms against the bulging muscle as they pried his cheeks apart, exposing a wrinkled pink hole that smelled strongly of sweat, civet, and cardamom. Carfax gazed, transfixed, then leaned forward, inhaling deeply. He stuck his tongue out as far as he could, probing the hole and licking the skin around it, then slobbering messily all over the hole and its surroundings till everything glistened. The elf's saliva trickled down to the pendulous ballocks. Carfax traced its path with his fingers, testing the weight of the heavy orbs. He reached around and caressed the big guy's member. It was absolutely rigid . . . as hard as a baseball bat and nearly as big around. The elf felt himself grow hard as he ran his fingers lightly up and down the huge shaft, and he pressed his face into the crevice with even greater enthusiasm. As he continued tonguing the big guy's hole, he felt other hands stripping off his jacket and shirt. He hesitated a moment, then dropped his breeches, leaving himself in nothing but red striped socks, soft leather shoes, and a jaunty green hat. Bloopbloop handed him a container of lard. Carfax grabbed a fistful and pressed against the glistening hole. His hand slid easily inside, reaching his elbow before he encountered any resistance. The big guy grunted loudly. Carfax felt around carefully, excited by the heat inside the hole, marveling at the yielding firmness of the big guy's insides. He found a second opening, teased it open with his fingers, and in the wink of an eye his whole arm had slid inside, up to his shoulder. He was rewarded with an even louder grunt. Xenotips and Imeldo still had one hand each on the big guy's bottom, keeping the cheeks spread apart. Now, almost in unison, each reached out his other hand. Two tiny hands, one olive, one brown, tentatively stroked the pink hole that had engulfed their friend's shoulder. Carfax pulled out slightly, and Imeldo pushed a few fingers in, sliding along the elf's bicep. On the other side, Xenotips did the same. The big guy's hole opened up further, seeming to draw them in, and soon all three of them were elbow deep. Imeldo's eyes were wide, and his mouth hung open. Xenotips was bouncing up and down in his excitement. Carfax had a look of great concentration as he slid his arm in and out of the big guy's bottom, gliding past his fellows' forearms. Finally, Puttity led Dasher over, and the trio of elves had to withdraw their arms from the wet warmth of the hole, which they did slowly and with great reluctance. Carfax gave one quick double pump of his fist before withdrawing and was rewarded with a muffled moan from the man with the gag. To say that Puttity led Dasher over is not quite true. It would be more accurate to say that Puttity was dragged over to the big guy, along with the three other elves who were holding onto his reins. Dasher clearly knew what was about to happen and seemed eager to start this particular reindeer game. Dasher reared up and settled his forelegs on the big guy's back. His hips thrust in a rutting motion, stabbing forward until his member happened to hit the larded hole. Several inches of the crimson rod immediately slipped into the big guy's bottom, causing his head to rear up and his back to tense, but the scarlet straps made escape impossible. The first few inches were followed quickly be several inches more, and soon the entire length of the reindeer's member was buried in the big guy. He bellowed, and Dasher bellowed, and the whole affair was almost as noisy as it was messy. As Dasher continued to thrust, they were joined by all of the other reindeer � or at least, all of those who were game for a gangbang. Prancer frolicked around near the bench, jumping from one side of the rutting pair to the other, twisting his neck for a closer look at his father's crimson member pumping in and out of the big guy's hole. The younger reindeer thrust his head forward, and his long tongue slid out to catch some of the juices streaming down the big guy's ballocks. He danced back with a look of fastidious disgust, then shot forward again to slurp up more. Finally, Dasher climaxed, grunting and huffing, his forelegs pressing down on the big guy's back, his hips pressing forward, his semen shooting deep, deep, deep inside the big guy's bottom. After Dasher it would naturally be Dancer's turn. Bloopbloop had approached her cautiously the day before, proffering a strap-on dildo cunningly fashioned from bright red rubber with silver fittings and scarlet leather harness. (He had wanted to fit the harness with bells, but some of the younger elves, their eyes rolling, had talked him out of it.) Dancer had eyed him coldly, unblinking, staring him down till he had hidden the dildo behind his back and retreated, his face blushing nearly as red as the offending object's harness. Comet had watched her mother uncertainly at first, but once Dancer's attitude was evident Comet had tossed her head disdainfully. As Bloopbloop slunk away, Vixen had looked longingly at the dildo and its beautiful harness, but she too had followed the matriarch's lead. Donner had no such qualms. He had been all in from the moment the idea was proposed, and now he came on like thunder. Knocking Prancer aside as soon as Dasher withdrew, Donner reared up behind the big guy, plunked his forelegs on the broad silver-haired back and shoved deep into the hole that now gaped, dripping his father's semen. He pounded hard and fast, leaving the big guy grunting frantically and sucking great gusts of air in through his nose till the reindeer climaxed with a noisy bellow. Blitzen came next. He was lightning fast, mounting the big guy in a flash. Thrusting rapidly, he climaxed in less than a minute. Prancer followed him, his hips keeping a regular rhythm, his shoulders weaving back and forth, as if he was dancing rather than rutting. As he tossed his antlers this way and that, his brothers exchanged disgusted glances. Cupid did not seem to understand the concept of the gangbang. He was as excited as any of the other bucks, his crimson member hard and jutting from its sheath, but he seemed most interested in wiggling his rump at his brothers, as if enticing them to mount him instead of the big guy. Donner looked interested, but Dasher headbutted him back into the queue. Once Prancer was done it was Cupid's turn, but he seemed content to lick the big guy's backside, lapping at the trail of semen that ran down the thick thighs and soaked the bunched-up trousers. He wormed his long tongue deep inside the tasty hole and licked and slurped and smacked his lips. Finally he moved on to licking the bound man's side and back, which shone with perspiration, making him squirm in his restraints. Cupid spent several minutes lapping at his armpits before moving on to his neck and face and then back again to his bottom. Once it became obvious that Cupid was not going to mount, Dasher headbutted him gently out of the way and climbed onto the big guy for a second round. With his father thus occupied, Donner trotted over to his brother, licking his hole briefly before rearing up and mounting him. Cupid squealed in pleasure as he felt his brother push into his rump. Donner rutted away, his eyes on Dasher and the big guy, matching his father stroke for stroke. Prancer and Blitzen both took a second turn after Dasher was done. When the last of the reindeer had finished, the big guy lay limp and exhausted on the ermine padding. His hole was red and swollen and seemed to wink open and shut, disgorging gouts of slimy liquid with every pulsation. Reindeer semen coated the pale cheeks, and the pendulous ballocks glistened as if glazed by a baker. The red trousers were so thoroughly soaked they looked maroon. Reindeer semen had formed a small pond on the floor, into which more semen steadily dripped. Then it was the elves' turn. Bloopbloop directed some elves to the big guy's feet, some to his hands, some to his head and some to his bottom. Jackets came off, breeches dropped, and soon a swarm of naked or nearly naked elves surrounded the bench. Kaarl and Qiujiu pulled off the big guy's boots and heavy woolen stockings. Each took a foot, pressing his nose into the sweaty crevices, licking between the toes, sucking one hairy digit after another. Ramadondon was at the big guy's right hand. He smeared lard on his own member and rubbed it against the back of the meaty hand. The big guy rotated his palm up and grasped the tiny member and even tinier ballocks. He rolled them gently in his hand, stroking and rubbing and wiggling his fingers, making Ramadondon squeal with pleasure. Biffy had the big guy's left hand. He smeared lard on one of the fingers and then carefully backed up onto it, slowly impaling his tiny bottom on the sausage-sized digit. The big guy wiggled his finger and moved it gently in and out as Biffy melted in pleasure. At the big guy's head, Dedezi undid the silk cord and removed the ball gag. He massaged the temporomandibular joints (without having to pronounce them, fortunately) as the big guy worked the stiffness out of his jaw. Once he was comfortable again (or as comfortable as you can be when immobilized by leather straps) the big guy stuck out his tongue and waggled it at the elf. Dedezi climbed up on some strategically placed footholds built into the bench (these were carved to look like horsies, which made no sense to anyone but Bloopbloop) so his member was level with the big guy's mouth. The big pink tongue dragged up and down the chocolate-colored rod (which was large by elf standards) before the soft red lips engulfed the whole thing. Then the lips opened wider, and the big pink tongue drew the elf's ballocks in alongside his member. As the big guy avidly sucked Dedezi, Puttity was underneath the bench trying to do the same to him. Now, obviously, a human member the size of a baseball bat is not going to fit in an elf's mouth, but he did the best he could . . . tonguing under the foreskin, licking up and down the shaft, straining his jaw to take as much of the head as he could. Under his diligent ministrations the rod, which had wilted a bit as the reindeer had their way, returned to full rigidity. Puttity's hands fondled the heavy ballocks till his hands were dripping with reindeer semen. He stroked the heavy member, one tiny hand on each side of the thick rod, coating it thoroughly. Imeldo and Xenotips returned to their former position, riding the big guy's calves. They coated their arms with lard, but that was a formality. So much reindeer semen oozed from the swollen hole that their hands slipped in effortlessly. The soon found a comfortable rhythm, one of them thrusting in past the elbow as the other was withdrawing his arm, and vice versa. Biombu, one of the younger elves who specialized in electronics, eagerly offered them his radio-controlled toy hamster. Bloopbloop intervened, firmly insisting that this was an analog gangbang.� The younger elf settled for pushing his fist in and out of the big guy's hole, alternating with Imeldo and Xenotips. Bloopbloop looked around discreetly, and seeing that everyone was intent on their tasks, he dropped to his knees by the puddle of reindeer semen and began to slurp it up off the floor. Ramadondon still had the big guy's fingers stroking his member, but he had maneuvered himself so there was now a huge thumb buried in his bottom at the same time. Biffy now had three thick fingers in his bottom, and his concentration was so intense he looked nearly catatonic. Kaarl was sliding his member against the sole of the big guy's left foot, and Quijiu had inserted his member between two of the big guy's toes and was thrusting his hips, eyes closed, mouth hanging open. A loud crack made the elves jump. Bloopbloop looked around and saw Carfax, concentration etched on his brow, grasping the big guy's whip in both hands. The younger elf awkwardly cracked the whip a second time, nearly taking off his own leg with the snaking leather. Bloopbloop scurried over and snatched it away before Carfax could try again. The older elf stomped off in stiff-legged indignation to lock up the whip in a toy chest. When he returned, Carfax looks so dejected that Bloopbloop finally took pity on him. He made a second visit to the toy chest and returned with a stiff leather paddle, the wooden handle painted midnight blue, the whole thing spangled with gilded stars. Initially, Carfax just tapped the big guy's pale backside with the stiff leather. Getting no discernable response, he put a little more force into the motion. This elicited no more than a small grunt, though to be fair the big guy's mouth was occupied at the time, his tongue probing deep into the tiny rose-colored hole in Dedezi's dark chocolate bottom. Carfax grasped the midnight blue handle firmly, pulled his arm back, and put all he had into the stroke. The big guy roared, his head rearing up, and Biffy and Ramadondon each squealed as the fingers that were stuck up their bottoms jerked suddenly forward. A bright red rectangle appeared on the big guy's cheek where the leather had made contact. Several more bright red rectangles soon overlaid it, as Carfax got the hang of just how hard a spanking could be. Carfax went at it till the big guy's bottom was cherry red from waist to thigh. When he finally took a rest, Xenotips and Imeldo and Biombu went back to thrusting their fists in and out of the well-used hole, sometimes one at a time, sometimes two at a time, and once or twice all three of them in unison. Eventually, Biombu retreated, standing behind the other two, playing with some sort of handheld device. The big guy squealed and groaned and moaned, even when the elves had paused to rest their aching arms. Under the bench, Puttity was on his hands and knees on a sort of padded shelf tucked between the bench's legs. (The padding was so extensive that even Bloopbloop had failed to find space for decoration, save for a tiny motif of painted candy canes that danced along the edge of the boards.) Somehow (it was not at all clear how) Puttity had impaled his tiny bottom on the big guy's member. Teeth gritted, eyes screwed shut, he was slowly, slowly, slowly backing onto it. It slid in farther and farther till nearly all of it was buried inside him. Really it must have been magic, because there was no physical way something so big could fit inside someone so small. There was CERTAINLY no way something so big could MOVE inside someone so small, and yet the big guy's hips started thrusting gently, and Puttity's eyes crossed as the baseball bat began to rock back and forth, sliding a short way out of his stretched-out hole and sliding back in, getting slightly deeper with every thrust. The thrusts became more insistent, and before five minutes had gone by the big guy was rutting with the elf as hard as any of the reindeer had rutted with him. Xenotips was still deep inside the big guy's hole, but he was hardly moving, just letting the thrusting of the hips slide the massive backside back and forth on his arm. He looked suddenly confused and wormed his arm deeper into the big guy's bottom before pulling it all the way out. In his hand was a life-sized toy hamster, its fur-covered body vibrating and its tiny rubber feet paddling against his palm. He almost dropped it in his surprise. Xenotips shot a quick glance at Biombu, who was looking sheepish and had his fingers hovering, motionless, over his handheld. After a moment's hesitation, he shoved his hand back inside the big guy's hole, hamster and all, and Biombu went back to tapping on his device. The big guy bellowed, and a shiver shook his whole body. He ejaculated inside Puttity, the pulsations causing a visible movement in the elf's belly, but the elf's hole was stretched so tight around the shaft that not a drop leaked out. After taking a minute to catch his breath, the elf slid slowly off the huge member, inch after inch of pink shaft gradually reappearing. Bloopbloop had finished with the pond of reindeer semen and was now kneeling behind the heavy ballocks. As the last inch of the baseball bat slipped from Puttity's bottom, Bloopbloop climbed up behind him, pressed his lips to the swollen hole and slurped and sucked till he'd swallowed every last bit of the big guy's semen. ************* That night as they snuggled in bed, Bloopbloop wiggled his bottom hopefully against the big guy's soft member. Santa smiled and caressed the elf's belly. "I'm sorry, baby, I just can't. You boys wore me out." He hugged the elf's tiny body to his. "But thank you, sweetheart. I think that was the best Christmas present I've ever received." His eyes twinkled. "Sometimes it's nice to be naughty." They kissed � a long lingering kiss with lots of tongue and Santa's mustache tickling his nose. "Just don't tell Mrs. Claus." They both chuckled at the old joke. There was no Mrs. Claus; there never had been, and there never would be. With Santa's arms around him, Bloopbloop snuggled against the big warm belly, the silver hair soft against his skin, and settled his head for a long winter's nap. ************* I hope you enjoyed this seasonal offering! I love to hear from readers � feel free to drop me a line: Randolph Adams Shahairyzad@aol.com For a similarly playful story, check out: Celebrity: "In the Tent" For a more serious story with a little K9 action: Historical: "The Lobsterback" And for some stories drawn from real life: Interracial: "Memoirs of a Slut"
bestiality/the-chimpanzee-adventure.txt	Date: Sun, 2 Apr 2017 17:17:48 -0600 From: John Nail <johnnail19@gmail.com> Subject: The Chimpanzee Adventure I will take comments from any reader Timmy wasn't your typical gay teenager he loved the thought of submitting himself to a male animal. The first time he realized it was when he was 13 and he became attracted to the balls of his neighbor's male rottweiler. He told this to his friend and neighbor. His friend told him to get naked and he will get his dog hard. Timmy told him to hurry up and the next thing he knew the dog was on top of him and was shoving his cock into his hole. Timmy yelped at the sudden intrusion and he loved the dog just fucking him without measure. The dog knotted and bred him several times. That was when he realized he was to be different animal's bitch. He was 16 and he was enamored at this 13-year-old chimp when he finally summoned up the courage to ask the zoo keeper. He said that chimp had too big of a cock and was too rough. Timmy kept bugging him for weeks until finally, the keeper gave in. He told Timmy to strip and he sprayed some stuff into his ass and explained it is a chimp pheromone and it will make the chimp extremely horny. He led naked Timmy to the enclosure and opened the door and Timmy walked in and the keeper advised Timmy to get on all 4s. Timmy did and the keeper closed the one door and opened another. and the big chimpanzee came in and sniffed and got excited. His cock was starting to get hard and started to get closer to Timmy and really started to get excited. He started stomping and doing various things to attract Timmy after about 5 minutes the chimp couldn't contain himself any longer. He got behind Timmy and started pushing his massive cock into Timmy and Timmy started screaming. The chimp kept pushing and pushing and he felt like the cock was going through his stomach. Finally, he felt the chimps might balls against his cheeks and the ape started to pound him violently. He fucked him for about 20 minutes and tan felt the ape's cock buck violently about 5 times and filling his ass with cum. This chimp fucked him about 9 times that night then finally embraced Timmy and Timmy and the ape fell asleep nestled together. Timmy couldn't help himself he kept going back for his daily fucking from the chimp.
bestiality/at-the-shop.txt	Date: Tue, 27 Mar 2012 00:27:24 -0700 (PDT) From: Mister Man <sfeyebrows@yahoo.com> Subject: At The Shop (dog) Long time reader, first time contributor. I have been into dogs for a while, with the first experience at 23, when I fucked my Rototiller in the garage. He was a good sport about it. I have always been really close to animals in general and dogs specifically. We just communicate in some way. For me,it is about trust. Dogs are intuitive, sense fear, and punky. I am toppy when needed and non provoking the rest of the time. I;m fearless with them, and don't give them any reason to worry or react, and we get along well. I am also really playful, and what dog doesn't like to play. I have only recently, in the past five years or so, picked the interest of zoo back up again. With encounters here and there. I am a dog bather you see, and there are dogs all day long. But on occasion, there are in tact males that grace our doors. So in four years of bathing dogs, I got to play with dog balls, maybe give them a few strokes while giving them their bath. Fun, but hardly fulfilling. I left the job to do other things and then was asked to come back for a short stint while they hired and trained a new bather and groomer. I know I was only back for a short time, but it is fun to be with the dogs again. But this time, there was a perfect storm of circumstances that led to the fun time I had with the dogs in the tubs to be something much more satisfying. We will call him Brice. Not his name, because this is a true story. Brice is a Coal Black Giant Schnauzer with a proper cut. Handsome, and punky. Real punky. Didn't even care about the consequences of any behavior. Not too bright to be honest. Really ruled by his hormones. Wanted to hump anything and everything on all fours, if you get my drift. Brice comes in every week for a bath and once a month for grooming. He is a brat. One time, when he first came in, at about a year old, I had to peel him off of another dog and pin him to the ground. Because he is such a trouble maker we keep him out of a kennel, which is no fun for any dog, and in the bathroom. The bathroom was not not private. It was a water closet next to a changing room. Its "door" was a curtain that does not even reach the floor. The changing room next to the water closet was separated from the shop by a half door. So you got the layout, now here is the setting. Busy shop, four employees, including me. We all have our jobs and we all do our jobs pretty independently from one other, so we don't keep tabs on each other. The place is 800 Sq Ft. from anywhere in the shop, it takes 8 steps to get to the bathroom's � door. Cozy. So. I go to use the bathroom when Bryce is in there and he is on me, up in my business and no real way to keep him away, so I never tried! So while he is visiting me, I started playing with his sheath, he stepped back, and we played a bit more while I am bare ass naked sitting on the toilet. Raging hard on. I grabbed again with some playful tugging and pulling and then his hips shoved themselves forward like a tripped switch. I know I had his attention now. I played a little more, he humped my hand a bit and it was over. Time for me to get back to work. I gave Brice his bath just about every week. I got to wash his underside and get his ball squeaky clean. Then there was the anal glands. All dogs got em, and I can express them correctly. A very good reason to have my hand at the dogs ass for a length of time. You see, my back is to everyone else in the shop, and while they are doing what they are doing, focusing on drying, grooming and finishing dogs, I am at the tub, finger fucking the giant schnauzer. At first he resisted, but with a little patience, and my finger well soaped up, I slid it in on one smooth glide and pressed his button good. He froze, and let me play with the back side of the knot that tucked in his sheath. Eight seconds is all I got, before I had to remove my finger, in order not to be noticed. Thank got for big blue aprons, which covered my raging hard on in which I had a difficult time resisting grinding my hips into the wash tub. It was so fucking hot. I went home that night and jacked off to the whole experience, not ever being sure what made my heart pound so much; the exhilaration of either having my finger up that dogs ass, or the possibility of getting caught. The next week, same scenario. I knew he was interested, so I started to pay attention to patterns in the shop, to see if I can squeeze out a little more time in the bathroom with Bryce. I noticed that in early afternoon, after lunch, everyone really focuses on their work, and the dryers come on to dry dogs. It's loud, and require the blower to pay attention to the dog in front of him, and no one else can hear anything. So, for the next six Saturdays, and carved out a snitch of time with Bryce. The second time I wore easily removable gym shorts so when I got into the bathroom, I just immediately pulled them off and he shoved his nose right in my ass. I hug for a second, and then spun around and parked myself on the toilet and he found my hard on and gave it a lick. Chills went up my spine. I grabbed his sheath and gave it the playful tug of last week and he did not pull away. I played with it, not dedicating too much attention to it although I craved seeing it hard. After a tiny bit more of play, I grabbed his sheath more firmly and played with his forming knot at the back, four inches in front of his balls. His hips immediately started jamming forward into my hand. I time things with Bryce around the dryers running in the shop, because his nails and big feet were no match for his pouncing hips, and so while he wildly humped the my hand, his feet and claws ding into the floor and produce an awful racket. Then about five seconds later I got what I wanted. His dark red, white and purple cock came out of its sheath, tip dripping. It is glossy red and smooth, with fine, deep red veins, the color of bulls blood. A steady drip with spurts of his sperm came out of his piss hole. I had to taste it. So I tuck my head under him, still sitting on the toilet and put my tongue to the tip of his stunning piece for a second or two. The tannin taste of his cum surprised me. My tongue surprised him! He hopped pack, his red rocked half exposed out of its sheath, it was beautiful. I got to taste his cum and I was hooked and I wanted more. But that was all for now. I had to get back to work. The third time was more of the same, sorta. I got into the bathroom and had my pants off in two seconds and I leaned over the toilet and he really jammed his nose in my ass and I felt a tongue. Then he pulled away. Licking his lips. Didn't much like the taste of my ass. I spun around and he jumped into my lap and gave my dick some attention. I would to, it was rock hard by this time and leaking some precum. That held some interest for him. I reached around and started pulling on his sheath again and he just immediately started humping my hand, got hard, and out came his cock. His knot was already starting to grow and I could not get it past the end of his sheath before it was too big to slip through. While he is humping away, I lean forward and under him and pull the end of his red cock toward my mouth and take him in. It is hot and wet in my mouth, and he freezes. I form a cup with my tongue for his spurting cum with that tannin taste, it pools on my tongue. We both freeze with the sensation, then his hormones take over again and he starts swinging his hips again and he pops out of my mouth and my hand. He steps back and turns sideways as if he wanted to show me his swinging hard on. I was enamered. It was a really handsome dog cock. Big enough now to fit in the hand, solid smooth colorful seven inch cock with a beautiful point leaking dog cum everywhere. The floor was getting wet with his cum. I jacked off looking at him, with the taste of his bitter cum still in my mouth. I was dumping my load in seconds. He came over and cleaned off the end of my cum covered dick. He first tasted it, pulled away, licking his lips, with my heavy creamy cum on his mustache. He moved back in to finish the job, his wet abrasive tongue sending shivers trough my body. Shit, I gotta get to work. Holy shit, that big old beautiful hard on of his is not going away soon! Fuck, what if someone uses the bathroom right after me! My heart pounded around what just happened. I get up, get myself together as quickly as possible. And head out of the bathroom paying no one uses it soon. No one did. Again, noticing the patters of my coworkers. No one used the bathroom for a couple hours after lunch, So hoped for the next 20 minutes that no one one have to use the can. The following Saturday, things got a bit more crazy. The usual window of time, after lunch, dogs getting dried, I step into the back, but I am a bit more prepared. I had used the bathroom before lunch to wash my hands, and my hole. I even went to the trouble of moistening one of the many dog treats at the shop, making a crumbly mess, and smashing that into and around my hole. As soon as my shorts came off, his nose and his tongue we going to town on my hole. With a mix of apprehension and willingness he explored my hole with his abrasive licker while I leaned over onto the toilet, presenting. I was in heaven for a flash, and then he jumped me, and I backed up into him. What a crazy scramble! Neither of us knew what to do, but we both knew what we wanted to do, we wrestled to see if we could get him where I wanted him. It didn't work. He was all over the map, hopping form side to side and back and forth. I got impatient, got too aggressive, and he bounced off. But not before leaving my hole, tween, and the back of my balls dripping wet with his cum. I bent over, grabbed my ball, face planet on the toilet seat, and I massaged that cum into my skin while I jacked off with the other hand. Bryce came back to clean up his cum off my ass crack. I shot my load into my hand, spun around and fed it to my lover. I licked it out of my hand with the same tender apprehension he had the first time, like he wanted it, but he also wanted to savor it. He know it was something special. I caught my breath, stepped out of the bathroom into the changing room, caught my composure, and headed back out to washing dogs. What the hell was happening? Had I blown a gasket? Was I not firing on all cylinders? I was having uninhibited sex with a dog with people within earshot and less than 15 feet away! My head was swimming. It was nuts, I had to have more. Had to reign in my behavior. Next Saturday same thing. Sorts off, sitting on the toilet, he jumps into my lap, hips swinging away and I grab hold of his sheathe and in an instant his piece is out, knot and all, and hard. And then it dawns on me: turn him around like a tie. I hang onto his cock, with him settled between my fingers, cupping his knot in the palm of my hand, I then push his chest up and to the right and he hops down and I pass his cock between his legs. Then all of his dogness is in my hand, facing me, spraying cum on me and he freezes. Unbelievable. I let it spirt on my face for a moment, fell its heat and damp droplets sprinkle me like holy water. I could not manage another second and I shove that thing in my my mouth to the hilt. I open my mouth as wide as it goes, his seven inches dumping it content down my throat and his knot now jammed in my mouth. I had all of him in me, and I was draining his content down my throat. I swallowed, masaging his cock head with my throat, tying to reward the ecstasy he was bringing me. I felt it growing in my mouth until I could not breathe any more. I let him fall out of my mouth all at once. I was blissed out, pigging out on dog cock, and then I was horrified. In my lust, I had cut his cock with my teeth and he was bleeding. Fuck... Fuck fuck fuck. Then I saw it was not bad as I checked him out. He was not thrilled by the turn of events, and was apprehensive about letting me get closer, but I made it clear that I was going to have a look and he complied. His hard on started to deflate quickly (mine would too if I got a cut) and the bleeding stopped. I was freaked out. I felt horrible for hurting the dog and I decided I needed to really just stop what I was doing. The following Saturday, I jacked off before I came to work. For the previous encounters, I was deliberately saving up my sperm for a few days, really make these experiences charged, but I think it was getting me into trouble. I still wanted to play with Bryce, but I never wanted to hurt him again. We had fun again that afternoon, with me spinning him around with that beautiful dog cock in my hand, but this time I just let him fill my mouth with cum before I let him go. Again, he stood sideways for me, letting me see his object of my desire, proudly letting it hang below him and I stared at his size. Even without that beautiful cock hanging below him, he was a really handsome dog. The following Saturday I did not jack off, and that was a mistake. I still lusted badly for him, and he for me, for when I got into the bathroom that afternoon he was on me and I complied. I spun around and rested my head on the toilet seat and shoved my ass as far back as I could, and rolled my hips forward, trying to get my hole in the right spot. He hopped around back there, and I grabbed his now forming knot and gave the tip of his growing cock my hole, and pushed. His red beautifulness just slid right it, like they belonged together. He was as surprised as I was. I must of felt cool in there, dog temperature is greater that a person and he hesitated and tried to pull back, but I held him in place and he stopped resisting me after a moment. Then the most amazing sensations came over me. I could feel him grow inside of me. I had his knot on the outside of my hole, I so was not going to tie with a dog on the bathroom floor of the grooming shop, but if for a second I thought I could get a ways with it, I would have for certain. He was growing inside of my hole. He was filling me up. Then I felt his cum drip out past my quickly tightening hole and run down my balls. I place my face on that toilet seat, reached under while holding him inside my hole and jacked off. I came fast, and filled my hand with that creamy lust juice and then let him go. He pulled out and immediately went to cleaning up the mess he made of me, I laid there, presenting, and fed him the cum out of my hand. I laid there, spent. I took two deep breaths, realized that I had been fucked by a dog for the very first time, stood up, yanked on my shorts, washed up in the sink and went back to washing dogs like nothing had happened. I could not get my head around it. Amazing sex with a dog and I couldn't share it with anyone. A bit of Bryce's cum was slowly leaking out of my stretched hole. It went down the inside of my leg. I prayed it did not wet the back of my shorts for others to see. I dare not clean it. I wanted it to dry there. I never ever wanted to take a bath again. I knew what if felt like to be a virgin, and to get some action I really wanted, needed. I was his bitch. I never liked that phrase, maybe because I never understood it, but now I sure as hell knew what it meant. The next Saturday I wanted more. The driers started and I made my move. Pulling off my shorts even before I made it into the bathroom, just inside the changing area. He was on me and he wanted me, and I complied, on all fours, but this time I put my face on the floor. He licked my ass until it was good and wet and then jumped on my back, but it was awkward for me, face on the floor, trying to get him situated while his hips and feet bounced around uncontrollably. I got impatient and grabbed his knot and tried desperately to jam him in my ass. It didn't work, and he leaped back off me, and then I saw the extent of my desperation. Blood everywhere. Mine, his, I couldn't tell at first, and then I saw that I had cut him again with my nails, this time more severely, and the side of his beautifulness was bleeding. I was such an animal myself, I hurt the object of my lust. He was bleeding bad. How am I going to clean up this mess, get him to stop bleeding, and get out of there in a timely manor as to not draw attention to myself. Instinct kicked in, I needed to stay long enough to get him cleaned up and the bleeding stopped, so I stayed. I pulled out some dirty towels, gratefully they were there, and cleaned up the floor, and got him cleaned up enough that at least he was not bleeding, a lot. I could not leave him there. If I leave, and he drips even just one drop of blood before I get a chance to retrieve him for his bath, and someone else discovers the blood, my cover is blown, I am a deviant, out of a job, and possibly outed as a zoo to the folks I know. I have kept this part of my life secret to only a few allies. So I waited, and waited until his bleeding slowed and the panic in my heart subsided a bit. I cleaned up the floor, and then opened the half door and purposefully walked Bryce, and his hard on into the shop. The dryers were still blowing so I would not draw attention to myself from unexpected noises and I headed straight for the tubs and hoisted that 110 lb beast into the tub before I was spotted and Bryce knew what was happening. It his hard to miss a blazing red dog cock hanging below a big black dog. So, there I am, safe from any possibility of being outed by discover blood in the bathroom floor, but there is a giant schnauzer, with a magnificent hard on in the tub, and the only thing keeping others discovering it is my body blocking most of the view of him. My heart is pounding again, and the fantasy of playing with a dog in the tub and getting him hard was coming true, but damn, the risks were making my head spin. I grab the wash gun and spray down the dog with soapy water, and I hit it cock with it too. I had to wash that wound before he deflated and I lost it to it home in the sheath. I could not play with it though, I risked keeping him hard, or worse yet, getting his hips to pounding again is a sure fire way to draw attention to the situation. Fuck.. fuck fuck fuck. I was scarred. I cleaned his cock and rinsed it thoughtfully while still out of its sheath. I moved quickly, and the new environment for him to be sporting a hard on confused him enough that he did not resist what was happening. It was like he knew the risks too, and behaved himself while his raging hard on went away. I went to the task of bathing him. It was not task at all really. I cherish washing him, like I relish bathing the men I love. It was intimate. Here was the dog that I lusted after, took advantage of, hurt, and now I was in a position to right the wrong, and caress the one I love. He got a really thoughtful bath that day. The next Saturday, I changed my tune. I could no longer take the risks I was taking, I had to pull back, for both our sakes. I am the adult here, but I am still stunned by my risk taking for this seemingly unquenchable lust I have for this dog. I went into the bathroom, and all of the hurt from last week was forgiven, he was on me again, and I was able to get him to impale me again, and I hung onto that cock while it was inside of me, and when he filled me for a minute or two, I pulled him out, and spun him around and cleaned his cock for him with my own mouth after it had been up my ass. I realized that I had never tasted my own ass before, and there is something amazing about the taste your own ass of the end of a cum spraying dog cock. I sucked him clean, and let him just drip his cum all over the bathroom floor as I watched and played with him. A sweet knuckle head of a dog, ruled by his balls and getting off, willing to do it anywhere and at any time. Apparently, just like me. The job ended that week. Probably a good thing. The new bather, while nice, was a bit crass, and noticed that I like Bryce and he liked me. She started to tease me about my special relationship and that the two of us, "had a thing going on". We all chuckled, I said, "yeah, he's a knuckle head all right." But I am not sure who is more of the knuckle head, me of him. I will miss him, but I can honestly say I am an experienced, and one really really lucky zoo.
bestiality/raping-the-willing.txt	Date: Mon, 26 Dec 2005 16:09:07 -0800 (PST) From: David Myers <bldlx350@yahoo.com> Subject: Raping The Willing For three years I worked at the same job, always being the good worker I tried to be. I was only seventeen and my bosses gave me so much responsibility. I had been working at a Vet. Hospital for three years now. It was difficult for me to juggle work, school, and track. I was very involved with running track and had done it every since I was in grade school. Because of this, my body was in very good shape. I had a nice upper body and a six-pack to die for. Plus I had a pretty good start to a hairy chest that led all the way down my stomach to a nice set of balls, if I do say so myself. I always thought of my job as just a temporary job or a part time job but the people I worked with never thought of it like that. Everyone I worked with treated me pretty good and gave me the same amount of responsibility as everyone else. Working where I did also gave me a lot of time to spend with the animals. I loved the animals and I loved to be around them, especially the dogs. It was a Friday and I had just gotten done running my ass off at practice. It was 4:30 and I had to be at work at 5:00. My coach was killing me because he believed that I shouldn't be working and running track at the same time, so he always kept me as late as possible and worked me to the bone so I would be too tired to work. I had just left the track and was running into the locker room to change when Coach Bramlish screamed, "Myers! Where you running in such a hurry?" "Coach, sorry but I got to work tonight. I did all my drills and I--" I trailed off as I rounded the corner into his office. He was standing there in just his jock strap. It was a really hot humid day outside, unusual for Ohio weather. I had to stand there and admire his masculine body. He was about 6'2, pretty well developed pecs, defined six-pack, and damn; his entire body was covered in dark black fur. I had seen him in his jock before but every time I saw him, it always caught me by surprise. I loved his tree-trunk like thighs that were covered in thick fur. You could tell he had been sweating because his hairs were all matted down right by his jock strap. I couldn't stop staring at Coach. "Myers! What the hell are you lookin' at? Get over here boy! I thought we talked about this job thing." "Sorry coach, but I gotta keep a job if I want some money." I said, hoping that would please him. As I walked over to where he was standing, I tried my best not to grab his cock right then and there. It took all the strength I had. He was rambling on about something and that's when I inhaled and I could smell his sweat. I thought I was going to shoot my load all over his feet. My cock was raging and I had to turn around and pretend there was something on my shoes before Coach caught a sight of my massive hard-on. "Myers, make sure you keep up with your drills. If you start clacking, I'll know it's because of that job of yours." he said to me in a calmer tone. "We'll do Coach." And with that said I ran out of his office, grabbed my bag and got into my car. I was dying I was so hot. My little 92 Celica had no AC and sweat was just pouring off my face. I hadn't had time to change before I went to work so I was just going to have to change when I got there. I didn't get a chance to shower so I knew I smelled of sweat and jock strap. When I got to work, I headed straight for the bathroom. My cock was so hot all the hairs were stuck to the sides of my legs, not to mention the skin from my balls as well. The fact that I saw Coach in his jock hadn't helped at all either. There was some precum mixed in with all the sweat too. I decided that I was going to leave my jock strap off and just go without any boxers on so I could air myself out. I changed into my scrub bottoms, brushed my short brown hair so I wouldn't look too dirty and walked out of the bathroom and was ready for work. At least the AC was on in the hospital. I walked up to the reception area and was looking at some of the charts. Just as I picked up my first chart, a man walked up to the window so I asked if he needed anything. "Hi I'm here for a 5:15 appointment to see Dr. Lester. My last name is McNeil. This is Charlie with me." a rugged looking man said to me. He looked to be about 34 years old. He had a real rugged looking face and sharp features. He had what looked like the start of a beard, broad shoulders, and a big firm chest. He wore jeans that were tight enough for me to be able to see what he was packing. His bulge indicated that he had a nice sized set of cock and balls. I led Mr. McNeil and Charlie to one of the exam rooms. "And what is Charlie seeing the doctor for today?" I asked. "Oh, he's just here for a check up. Nothing too much, just want to make sure he's in good working condition" he said to me with a wink. I sat down across from the rugged man and his dog and was writing stuff down in the chart. I discovered that Mr. McNeil was a construction worker and that's probably why he looked so rugged. "What kind of dog is Charlie, Mr. McNeil? It just says mix in his chart." I asked, trying to keep up a conversation. "Just call me Ron. I'm not sure what Charlie is. I think he's a mix between a Shepherd, Rot, and a Lab. Well at least that's what he looks like to me." Ron said. "How old is he?" "I'm not sure. He's full of energy though. I'm thinking maybe he's about two or three years old." I continued to look through his chart as Ron continued to talk to me. I stopped all of a sudden when Charlie stuck his snout right into my crotch. I put his file down and started to pet his head and pushed him away. This happened all the time but Charlie just kept going back to my crotch. I mean he was going to town. "Charlie certainly likes you. He only does that to guys he really likes." Ron said as he was starting to laugh. This was bothering me because my cock was starting to get hard. I tried to get him to stop digging at my crotch but it seemed like everything I did, didn't help. Ron saw the look on my face and called Charlie away. Even that didn't stop him. Finally Ron stood up and pulled Charlie off of my crotch. As he pulled him back I saw that his bright red cock was sticking out of his sheath. That's also when I noticed I had a huge boner and since I didn't have any boxers on or a jock strap, my cock was clearly visible. Ron took a look at my boner as I tried to cover it up and then looked at me "Sorry about him man. You gotta realize something though. Living your whole life never being able to get your cock off, I'm sure you would be horny as hell too. He does it to me too when I haven't showered in a few a days, and I come home from work all hot and sweaty. You're just lucky he didn't jump on you and try to stick his cock in you or something like that man. But it looks like you were a little happy to see him too." Ron said as he winked at me again. I asked if there was anything else and then readjusted myself. I had already embarrassed myself enough, I thought trying to hide my raging boner wasn't going to do anymore harm. Ron said no and I left the room but not before taking one last look at Charlie and his cock. It was so beautiful. As I walked by Ron I could have sworn the bulge in his pants had grown double the size. My face was so red and I was sweating like crazy. I had to go into the bathroom before anyone saw me because there was a wet spot on my crotch from Charlie's tongue and my precum. I was so horny now; I just wanted to get home so I could blow my load all over the place. I hadn't jerked off for a week or longer because I had been so busy with school, work, and practice. My balls were so full I had to relieve them soon or they would explode. All day at work, I was just counting down the minutes until I could leave. It was a Friday so I had the weekend to do what ever I wanted. Finally closing time came around and I headed to the back to ask the doctors if they needed anything. (There were about three Vets that worked at the hospital.) Dr. Jennings spoke and said, "David, would you mind coming by later tonight and watching over one of the dogs? He's going to be boarding here until Monday." My heart skipped a beat. I looked but to my disappointment it wasn't Charlie. Instead it was what looked like a German shepherd but only with short hair. "I'll give you a key so you can get in tonight. Usually we have someone to stay here but she had to go out of town unexpectedly. Would you mind?" "No that's fine. Any special instructions or things I should know about this dog?" I asked. "No. All he needs is some food and water" Dr. Jennings said. That's when I realized that the dog was still intact. He had a very nice set of furry balls that hung down. And his cock was to die for. The sheath was massive. I couldn't wait to come back tonight and see what kind of situation I could get myself "tied" up into. I went home and ate some dinner. By about 10:30 I decided to take a run. I wore my dirty jock and went for a really hard run. I then decided to run home, grab the key to the hospital and run there instead of driving. I wanted to be all nice and hot and sweaty for this beautiful dog. By the time I reached the hospital, it was about 11:30 and I noticed that no one was there. I knew this was going to be it. This was going to be my chance to have my way with this dog. I unlocked the door and I immediately heard some growling and barking from the cages. I looked and there was the dog I was to feed. His name on the cage tag read "Zack". He stopped his growling once I gave him his bowl of dog food. I wanted to feed him first so he could get used to me. When Zack was done with his food, I decided to take him out of his cage for a little so I could pet him. I was still soaked in my sweat. Zack sniffed around the room a little bit and when I called his name he came trotting over to where I was on the floor, with his tail wagging like crazy. I started to pet him slowly, starting out with his ears, then his neck, then working my way down his back. He seemed to like it a lot as he started to pant and lick my face uncontrollably. His tongue was warm and extremely wet. He was drooling a lot. I finally managed to move my hand down to his stomach and pet him there. Zack then decided just to sit down. As he sat down, I got a great view of his sheath and his huge furry balls that were resting on the floor. I slowly moved my hand down to his cock. Once I reached it, he stood up on all fours. I slowly started to massage it but he walked away from me. This got me a little upset. I wanted his doggy cock so bad. I got up and sat on a nearby chair. I called Zack over to me again. He came galloping towards me, tail wagging and tongue hanging out the side of his mouth. I was petting his head again when all of a sudden he dug his head straight into my crotch. I only had on a pair of loose running shorts and he soon found his way up my right pant leg to my sweaty, awaiting, hairy balls. My cock was instantly hard. My jock was in the way so I stood up and removed my shorts and jock so Zack could have better access to my cock. I sat back down on the floor and once again Zack stated licking at my raging cock. By this time my cock was gushing precum and Zack was lapping it up. When I looked underneath him, I noticed his cock was poking out of his sheath. This was it. I was losing it and I reached under him, pulled his cock towards my mouth, and inhaled it. I was slurping and sucking so hard on his cock. That's when he started to fuck my face. Zack pulled out of my mouth and that's when I saw the full extent of his cock. His cock must have been at least 8" long. I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted Zack to fuck me for all I was worth. I didn't care anymore. I needed him, I wanted his massive cock in my tight ass, I wanted to be his bitch, at any cost. No, I wanted to be raped by him. I wanted him to fuck me so hard, for pure pleasure. I wanted to be fucking raped by this dog. I wanted his cock to be jammed up my tight hole and him to fuck me so hard that I begged for him to stop. I was losing my mind. I got down all fours and stuck my ass in the air. Zack right away went to licking my hairy hole. This sent whirls of pleasure through out my whole body. My cock was going crazy. Then, instantly, Zack jumped up on my back and I could feel something warm and sopping poking at my ass. I looked and Zack was fully erect again. That's when he pumped his cock into my ass and hit home. I let out a loud groan. Zack was going at it like a mad dog. It hurt and it hurt bad. I wasn't sure how much of this I could take. Plus his cock was becoming even more swollen. I had never been fucked before and my tight virgin hairy ass was being ripped apart by this beast. I wanted him to stop but what came out of my mouth shocked me. "Fuck me harder damnit. FUCK ME HARDER! Make me your bitch. Fill me with your puppy-making sperm. Ohh... yeah... oh... fuck me. Yeah fuck me dog!" This dog was raping me and I was enjoying every minute of it. It hurt like hell but I didn't care. All I wanted was to be filled by this dog. Zack was plowing my ass for all he was worth. After about ten minutes of solid fucking, I felt something warm hitting the back of my ass. I had no idea what it as but I soon found out that it was his knot. It was the size of a baseball and he was attempting to shove it into my ass. He was going to rip me apart with that thing. Zack then lunged forward and made a grunt noise and before I knew it, he had managed to shove his entire cock and knot inside of me. I thought I was going to pass out from the pain. I had never experienced something like this before. My ass ached but about three minutes later; the pain subsided and turned into pure pleasure. Zack was now panting and drooling on the back of my neck while he continued to thrust into me. This was the moment of truth. I could feel his sperm rushing through me and filling my insides. This sent so much pleasure through me that I orgasmed with out even touching my cock. The wave of pleasure rushed through me that I collapsed onto the floor, only my ass still in the air. I could feel his doggy cum starting to seep out the sides of my ass and run down my leg. Zack tried to dismount but we were still tied together. I was in so much pain now but I didn't care. He managed to turn around so we were now ass to ass. We stayed tide for almost a half hour until he finally pulled apart and I heard a plop followed by a gush of cum out of my ass. I stayed there on the floor and watched Zack lick his cock and balls clean. After he was done doing that, he came over to be and licked up his cum that was still oozing out of my gaping hole. It felt so good but I was so spent I didn't get hard again. I tried to stand up but I was in too much pain. I went to the bathroom and looked at my ass in the mirror and saw that Zack had really opened me up. I tried my best to clean up the hospital and I put Zack back in his cage. I had to walk home because running was certainly out of the question. All the way home I could feel Zack's cum dripping down my leg. I got home and went straight to bed. I woke up late the next morning and I freaked out because I had practice at 8:00 in the morning. I knew Coach was going to be pissed, plus the fact that I was still tender from the night before. I could still feel Zack's cum swishing around in the hairs between the ass. I didn't care anymore. I had the best night of my life and I would never forget it. I guess one thing is for sure though, you can't rape the willing. I hope you liked my story. If you want you can email me at: BLDLX350@yahoo.com or IM me at: BLDLX350@aol.com. I hope to hear from you and let me know what you thought.
bestiality/midnight-fuck.txt	Date: Fri, 27 Nov 1998 07:37:14 EST From: Justin Subject: Midnight Fuck: A True Dog Story This story below is true. I have written it so that others who may have had a similar experience when they were young will know that they are not alone. If you are offended by the thought of having sex with animals then do not read the story below. Midnight Fuck: A True Dog Story It has been almost ten years now, but I still remember the first time I ever got fucked. Most guys, I guess, remember the guy that they were with and what went on very well. My first time was with a guy all right. However, it wasn't one of the two-legged varieties. My first time was with my dog, Midnight. Boys growing up on farms and ranches learn fairly early about the facts of life. By the time I was 14 years old I had seen animals humping it all my life it seemed. Whether it is cows, horses, dogs, or pigs, watching the animals fuck becomes pretty matter-of-fact after a while. You get the idea pretty quick what is going on. Being around all that fucking, however, can make you get a boner and get horny rather easily. Since I have been dating guys in college I have had a couple make remarks about why I stay so horny all the time. My standard answer, for some time now, has been that it must be watching all those animals fuck at the ranch. That always makes for a good laugh, but I wonder, sometimes, if it's not really the truth. I know I sure did beat off a lot from the time I was nine years old on. By the time I was fourteen I was pretty much into some sex already. There was a group of us guys that used to go and swim all the time in the river during the Spring and Summer months. Almost without exception, those swimming trips would result in some kind of jack off session. We always swam naked so everyone knew what everyone else looked like. The younger boys would always get delight in watching the older ones jack off and shoot their loads, and sometimes there were even contests to see you could shoot the farthest. In a way, being able to cum was kind of a right of passage that meant you were growing up. I have been able to cum since I was twelve. Although it was nothing but clear dribble at first, by the time I neared my 13th birthday I could shoot a respectable load. Sometimes, when a group of us would be at the river, the jack off sessions would turn to mutual masturbation sessions. Guys would swap out and jerk each other off, sometimes at the same time and sometimes taking turns shooting your load while the other guy jerked you off. Either way it was fun. There was also an older guy named Zack who was 16. At one time or another I think every guy in the group managed to wind up alone with him for a swim at the river. What was neat about Zack was that he loved to suck cock. Occasionally, some reference would be made to that, but for the most part, everyone just knew Zack liked to suck and we were only too glad to let him. When you are 14 and horny you look for any hole to put it in. I developed a good relationship with Zack and my first taste of dick was Zack's. We had gone swimming together one afternoon and we began to play around with each other afterward. I was lying on my back on the bank and Zack was stroking my dick. He lowered his head and started to give me the usual blow job while I worked his dick with my hand. We had done this before but for some reason it felt better this time. He was lying beside me with his head toward my crotch sucking me off. I worked on his dick, which was a few inches in front of my face, with my hand. Suddenly, as if there it was no big deal to it, I took Zack's dick into my mouth. What followed was my first 69'er with a guy. We both groaned and really got in to it. We shot our load about the same time. I wasn't quite ready for the load of cum that flooded by mouth. It was either swallow or drown, so I swallowed. He and I would get together every now and then and repeat the performance some way. None of the other boys ever knew and we kept it that way. So, I did know something about sex at 14 and my sessions with Zack got me more interested in gay sex. I managed to steal some porno magazines from a friend's house that had some gay stuff in them and they had lots of pictures of guys sucking and jacking around and fucking. It was the fucking pictures that turned me on the most. More and more I would fanaticize how it felt to get fucked while I beat off. It didn't know that it wouldn't be long until I would get a little taste of what it was like. Just about every guy has some kind of pet growing up and mine was my black Labrador. His name was Midnight and I had raised him from a puppy. He is probably the smartest and best-natured dog I have yet had. Midnight and I were inseparable. As a matter of fact, on more than one occasion he sat or laid near by while Zack and I would suck each other. It had been an especially hot August day and I had spent most of the day sweeping and cleaning out the barn loft to get ready for the load of hay that would be coming in a few weeks. I was itchy from all the hay and dust and was ready for a swim. I got on my bike and headed for the isolated spot in the river where we always went swimming. Midnight followed along. The cool water of the river felt good when I jumped in. Midnight followed right behind me, as he sometimes did, and we swam around and played in the water for sometime. Eventually, I got out and sat on the bank to dry off. Midnight shook himself off and sat there beside me. I lay back on the grass thinking about how good it would be to have Zack there right now. I wasn't as tired anymore after the swim. I closed my eyes and thought about how good his tongue and his mouth felt on my dick. I got hard. I moved my hand down and started stroking my dick slowly. Suddenly, a tongue began licking the head of my dick. My eyes opened wide and I sat up. It was Midnight. He sat there looking at me -- panting. A weird feeling came over me. It seemed as though I got harder. I looked into his eyes and lay back. "You want to eat me, fella?" I asked. I wiggled my hard dick at him with my hand. He got up and walked over and started licking the head of my dick. Wow! What a sensation that was. I removed my hand. My dick flopped on my stomach. Midnight continued to lick. I lay back and watched. The dog licked all up and down the shaft of my dick. Then he went to my balls. That made me juice: Pre-cum oozed out of my dick onto my stomach. He worked his way back up and lapped it up. It felt so good I started moaning like crazy. I spread my legs so he could get a better shot at my balls. Each time he would lick up on them he would raise them with his tongue. It drove me wild. I put my hands behind my head and closed my eyes and let him lick me all over. His tongue felt so good that it made me tingle almost everywhere he licked me. He began to lick more and more underneath my balls until his tongue found the crack of my ass. He started licking there too. I moaned and spread out my legs and raised them up so he could get a better shot. The dog found his way quickly to my ass. He began to lick all up and down my crack and around my hole. My dick twitched each time he would hit my hole with his tongue. It was the best thing I had ever felt. I opened my eyes and looked down at him. His dick was sticking about half way out of the skin and fur that encased it. I had seen him get hard before when he would scratch himself so I knew he could get excited. He got even harder as he licked. I was kind of shocked when I began to feel little drops of his pre-cum shoot out and hit my butt. His dick must have been over a foot away. His licking stopped abruptly, and he jumped back, when I sat up. "Its okay boy," I said. "You want me to take care of that for you?" "Come here!" He came up to me. I reached down and began to jack on his dick. He started humping and his dick got hard and started coming out of it's covering. Squirts of pre-cum hit me on my pubes. I removed my hand and he went wild. The dog started licking and pawing. He almost knocked me down with his frustration. In a way, I guess, I felt sorry for him. Somehow, and for some reason, I thought it would be fun to tease him some more. I had seen dogs fuck before and knew that he would probably really get off to humping around. I jacked on him some more until he began to hump again and then I stopped. He went crazy again. He was getting so horny he couldn't stand it and neither could I. I turned over and got on my hands and knees. Midnight just sat there with his tongue hanging out looking at me. "Come on boy," I said. I patted the cheeks of my ass. He moved forward and started to lick. With both my hands I spread the cheeks of my ass apart. He licked my crack and my hole. I wiggled and groaned. God it felt good! My dick was so hard that even though I was on my hands and knees it was up against my stomach. I wasn't really prepared for what happened next. Midnight jumped up on me and wrapped his front legs around my midsection. He started humping wildly. I could feel the tip of his dick hitting my ass cheeks. He was squirting out stuff all over my ass cheeks. He was trying to really fuck me. I was over come by a strange mixture of emotions. The idea of a dog fucking me seemed wrong. On the other hand, I was so fucking hot by this time I wanted him to. Why, I will never know, I reached back behind me and grabbed hold of his dick. He continued to hunch and squirt. I guided him to my asshole. When he felt my hand on his dick he started really hunching. The tip of his dick found my hole. I let go. His front legs grabbed around me even tighter. He started panting very heavily. I could feel his dick going in and out of my ass as he hunched me. It hurt a little at first and I kind of grimaced a little with the pain. Very quickly the pain was replaced with something that felt really strange. As he drove his dick in and out of me it started to get bigger. I had seen dogs get hung and knew their dick had a knot but really hadn't thought about that when I let Midnight start fucking me. What panic or second thoughts I may have had were short-lived. As my dogs dick got bigger inside me every time he would hunch into me, or pull back, his swelling dick would brush against something. I knew absolutely nothing about male anatomy then. I know now that the dog's dick was massaging my prostate each time he pulled back and pushed in. As fast as a dog fucks that is a lot of massaging. I went fucking out of my mind! It was like thousands of electric shocks were going through my body one after another. Each time his dick would go either direction it sent shock waves from my ass to my groin and all over my body. The knot of his dick continued to grow bigger inside me and there was even more pressure and the shock waves got more intense. I started screaming and squealing like a little kid. I couldn't stand it. The knot of Midnight's dick had grown to where it felt like someone was working a tennis ball around in my gut. He whined and slowed his fucking to little jabs. I felt warmth start oozing inside me as the dog's dick started jerking inside me. He was shooting his load. That sent me over the edge. Half-moaning and half-sobbing I shot a stream of cum from underneath me clear past my chin. Each time the slow jabs of the dog's dick would move the knot of his dick forward or back within me, my dick would jerk and I would squirt another stream of cum. I shot cum all over my stomach, my chest, my chin, and the ground. It was as if cum that hadn't ever gotten out was trying to get free. It seemed like there was no stopping. It was like I was being drained of life itself. By that point my arms gave out and I just laid my head down sideways on the grass. My butt remained in the air with the dog's front legs still were wrapped around my midsection holding me tight. We must have made some weird-looking sight. I am sure glad no one else came down to the river that day and found us. It would have been very hard to explain why I was bent over with a dog's front legs wrapped around me and his dick up my ass. We stayed locked together like that for a while. I think both he and I were exhausted at that point. He did try to pull back once but he started to pull me with him. I screamed and he stopped. I reached behind me and held him to me because I realized that there was no way he could get his dick out of me as swollen as it was and as tight and small as my ass was. After a while, I could feel a tingling and his dick started to shrink. I let go of him and he backed away. There was a loud sucking sound as his dick popped out and dog cum poured out of my asshole, down my crack, onto my balls, and over the inside of my legs. Midnight started licking his cum off me as I lay there with my ass in the air. I just stayed bent over and let him lick me. I was too wasted right then to do much else. That has been almost ten years ago but I still remember it very well. Zack and I would have sex with each other many times but I never had sex with Midnight again. I will say this, though. I have had some fantastic sex with guys since then, but nothing has ever rung my bell like getting fucked my first time by my dog.
bestiality/eddie.txt	Date: Fri, 12 Mar 2004 08:37:55 -0600 From: Ham Barker <ham_barker@hotmail.com> Subject: Eddie Beastiality Eddie felt right at home where he had been placed on the unique improvised saddle,the thing was mounted on a rack much like a saw horse on wheels,he rested his chin in the leather cushion in front of his head as he felt his bare feet being placed in stirups,in doing so his ass was raised up high,but still he was comfortable. He had a quick flash back of when he was ten and his ass being held up high by two hands,he was always amazed at how long ago that had been. The saddle was being lowered now along with his body,he shuddered at what he knew was coming,never without awe each time it took place,the stretching,the full feeling that made him swoon from such a delious pain that would flow through his being. Eddie opened his eyes looking down as he felt his ass being stuffed with crisco,then as the great steed was led forward over his naked body,watching as the huge stud had his hoofs hobbled tightly.Eddie never paniced for he knew he was in good hands as CC began massaging the studs sac till his horse cock was fully erect and protuding from his body. He never looked back,he had seen it several times,the long sixteen inches of throbbing cock bouncing each time the stud snotted,the pee or cream dripping from it's huge slit at the head of it's dick. Eddie's body began tingle as it antisapated what was to come,it was weird he knew,his craving for animals,espcially huge studs such as Butter Cup. Again he had a flash back,he was in his parents bedroom,pillows stuffed under his belly and his ass high in the air,a huge dick stretching his butt hole open bringing tears to his eyes as strong hands gripped him by the hips.He remembered looking back at his dads face,it expressed such a satisfing look of ecstasy. Eddie was in great pain at the time and wondered what he had done for his dad to punish him so,but in time came to realized how much pleasure it brought to both of them. He was brought back to the present as he felt the huge knob slip between the cheeks of his ass,stretching his anus open wider and wider. He sometimes had to concentrated hard at this time to keep from coming and would take deep breaths as he was doing now. CC held the studs cock till there was about four inches inside,then released it and began to slowly raise the saddle and Eddies body higher as more of the huge cock envaded him. Once he felt the head touch the opening of his colon he made a slight sound and CC stopped raising the saddle,working the big cock around inside Eddies ass as he strained as though he was taking a dump and soon felt the cock move easly inside his secret hole. Once CC saw the cock slip in another inch he once again began to raise the saddle higher as more cock entered his body. There was mirrior mounted so as to allow Eddie to watch and his breath caught at the sight of twelve inches of horse cock inside the soft rounded cheeks of his ass.He could see his face in the mirrior and liked what he saw. Eddie had a pretty face,not handsome but pretty as well as a sexy body. Everyone admired Eddies body,it was hairless,even his head had been bald from berth and he had always wore wigs unless he was having sex,men seemed to like his bald head also.The doctors had told his parents it had to do with hormones. The studs dick was entering an area where the pain of pleasure started,Eddie had to fight to keep from passing as as he began to swoon,it was at this time that he enjoyed it the most.Wave after wave of intense pleasure flowed trough him,there was no way he could keep from shooting his jisam through the hole it protruded through and he always felt a warm mouth engulf his cock sucking up his cream. Sometimes Eddie would climax up to four times before the stud was through with him and Tiny,the midgit who worked for CC would gulp down his cum. Eddie hung on and was watching closly now as the last two inches of horse cock settled inside his male pussy. After a time CC lowered the saddle and flipped the switch that made it move up and down steadlly allowing the stud to fuck the male cunt below him. He would snort and try to prance as it began to get to him and Eddie knew he would soon come inside his love hole. When it happened,the pleasure was always to much for Eddie and he would pass out as CC quickly lowered the saddle releasing the spewing cock from Eddies ass as it covered his naked body with warm gushs of horse piss. CC removed the studs hobbles then released him into the corral before returning to help Eddie clean himself up. "Would you like me to give you a blow job CC?"He asked. "Naw,thats ok Eddie,but I gotta fuck something,get up here Tiny."He said. Tiny clumb up on the saddle naked and hunched his little ass in the air as CC greased his big dick and started it up his ass slowly,not stoping till the whole eight inches was in the little guys ass. Tiny loved being fucked by CC or anyone else for that matter.Eddie dried himself off after his shower and CC was still fucking as he stood beside the midgit his cock erect again and Tiny took it in his little hand guiding it to his hungry mouth and began sucking.He know how to give an excellent blow job. After coming in Tiny's mouth Eddie left,heading for the shower.Big Boy,the german shepherd raised his head as he came in,panting as he looked at Eddie. Eddie had been his bitch several times and love the dogs cock and knob inside his male cunt. "Not today Boy,maybe tomorrow."He said as he patted the dogs head. yeah,he though,soon as my ass shrinks up big guy. Eddies was singing as he showered,it had been a good day and he knew tomorrow would probably be even better.............................
bestiality/the-reward-for-good-grades.txt	Date: Fri, 16 Dec 2022 20:40:48 +0000 From: Jane Smith <allseeingpigeon@outlook.com> Subject: Short story - The Reward For Good Grades You can contact me at allseeingpigeon@outlook.com. I read all emails, though I may not respond. Ideas and feedback are always welcome. I'm on Wickr as allseeingpigeon. I may not be in your time zone. Please bear that in mind if you don't get a response from me -- if you set your messages to burn too quickly, I won't see them. Please do not send pics without asking first. This story is fantasy and has no basis in reality. Nifty is a vast, invaluable resource, so why not make a financial contribution at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I stood in the corner of the empty room, watching impatiently as my son undressed. Drew was 16 years old. Slim build, narrow shoulders, pale skin. Not a hair on his body apart from his head, which was as dark and thick as mine. His curls were short and tousled, just perfect for grabbing when I wanted to yank his head one way or another. His cock was hard and already leaking. I'd promised that if his grades were good this term, he could have a reward. This was what he'd chosen: - a bare room, my cock, and the family dog. I'd been fucking my son since he was old enough to take something up his ass. I'd conditioned him to enjoy each of my increasingly depraved fantasies, until there was nothing we hadn't tried. Whether or not he actually enjoyed them -- or just got off on pleasing his daddy -- I didn't care; his biggest kinks of daddy dick, dog sex, and dirty talk made me cum like nothing else. I kept my clothes on, even though I'd stayed in good shape for a man in his 50s and liked showing off. I enjoyed the power disparity between me and my naked son. Drew finished undressing and looked at me, his smile cute and bashful. He tried to cover his hard-on because he knew I dug the shy virginal type. I'd taken his V-card years ago, but we still liked to play with the idea of it every now and then. "You're a fucking sexy kid," I growled, looking him up and down. His nipples were just as hard as his dick. "Standing there in front of your daddy, naked as the day you were born. Move your hands." Slowly -- reluctantly -- he let them drop to his sides. His prick twitched. "Nice," I drawled, licking my lips. Squeezing my cock through my pants. "You must feel so damned hot right now. Waiting to get bred like the horny little bitch you are. Desperate to get some cock in your needy pussy." Drew's soft whimper made my erection lurch. "Turn around," I said. "Show me that ass, boy." He turned in a slow circle. Unbidden, he bent over and pulled his cheeks apart, showing me his pucker. Not as tight as when he'd been a little kid, but still the tightest fuck in my life right now. I gripped his wrists and yanked his arms back, making him stand up straight. He yelped but made no move to fight me, even though I'd pulled hard enough to hurt his shoulders. I pushed my face up against his neck, taking in his scent, licking and sucking his skin. Biting a little. Going crazy as I marked my son. I wrapped my arms around him and ground my cock against his ass. He whimpered and humped back. "You want daddy's cock, huh?" I breathed in his ear. "You want this fat dick pounding into your slutty little pussy? Or maybe you want Stevie's cock pounding your slut-hole first?" Drew shuddered and writhed against me. That was all the answer I needed. I pushed him away, shoving him roughly down to his knees. Slapping his ass until he assumed the position. Head down, legs spread, back dipped. Waving his pretty pussy around. A perfect target. I opened the door. Our dog -- some big, shaggy, mutt-type we'd had since he was a puppy -- surged into the room. Like my son, I'd trained Stevie to fuck. A naked human on hands and knees meant he was about to get his dick wet. Tail wagging, Stevie surged over to my boy and started slurping between his cheeks, getting his hole nice and wet. Drew moaned and shivered, forehead pressed to the floor. I knelt in front of my son, cupping his face in both hands. Lifting his head. Forcing him to look at me. "Feels good, doesn't it?" I asked him. "That long, wide tongue drilling inside you." "Uh huh!" His voice was high and breathless. He kept pushing back against Stevie's tongue. "Are you a slut, baby? Are you a slut for your dog? You want that hot red rocket inside you?" "Yes!" I gripped my dick with one hand, squeezing but not rubbing. With my other hand, I stroked Drew's flushed cheek. His lips. Slipped two fingers inside his open, panting mouth. As Stevie rimmed my teenaged son, prepping him for fucking, I fucked his mouth with my long, wide fingers. Drew sucked them as if they were my cock, eyes closing with pleasure. "Such a slut," I sighed with pleasure, pushing my digits toward the back of his throat. He gagged. I pushed them further back. He gagged more, but I kept them there until he tried to pull away. I let my fingers pop out of his mouth. I pressed my hand over his mouth, muffling his soft grunts. His damp eyes were big and wide as he stared at me. I took my hand off my dick and pinched his nose, cutting off his air. His eyes widened. His grunts grew more frantic. After about thirty seconds I let him take a couple of panicked breaths through his nose. Then I did it again. I suffocated my son maybe four or five times before the dog decided it was time to fuck. Drew was a gasping, whimpering mess already, and my cock was so fucking hard it could cut diamonds. "Here we go," I said as Stevie mounted Drew's ass and jabbed his purple-red erection forward. I shuffled around and helped the dog, reaching under his shaggy belly and grabbing his dick. Guiding it to my son's winking hole. The moment it made contact Stevie rutted deeper, seating himself in Drew's ass. Making him jerk and cry out. Stevie gave no quarter. He rammed his cock deep into my son's hot, needy little cunt, fucking him with the frantic abandon only a dog could achieve. Drew was groaning, head pressed into the carpet again. I moved back around to his head. Pulled his face up again. He was panting and whining, pain and pleasure messing with his mind as Stevie rammed his knot through my son's tight, abused hole. "You're a bitch," I told Drew. "A horny fucking bitch who just loves taking cock. Man, dog, dildo, you don't care. You just wanna get pounded. Daddy's slut." I spat in his face and smeared it over his cheeks. He was crying but his dick was still hard. I slapped him, spit again, and shoved my fingers in his mouth. Choking him. "How does it feel to get fucked like a dog?" I demanded. "He's so big, Daddy." His voice was shaky. "It hurts so bad, he shoved his knot in me, but I feel his dick...Oh Daddy..." "He's pumping his cum in you." I leaned in and kissed his forehead, then immediately slapped him again. "Shooting you full. Just think of all that cum in your belly. God, I wish we could get you pregnant, see your flat belly get all round and swollen." Never mind him, my balls were so tight I thought I might blow there and then. "Pop out a couple puppies or a baby. Make you grow some little titties." Drew's eyes closed. His whole body shivered. He was right on the edge of an orgasm. When I finally had the chance to fuck him, I wasn't going to last long. I toyed with him for the time it took Stevie's knot to go down. I slapped my son's face, spat on him, shoved my fingers down his throat. Finger fucked his mouth. Suffocated him. Edging myself as well as him. Stevie's cock popped free. Drew gasped and tensed. The dog trotted to the door, licking his junk, and I let him out. I moved behind my son and pushed him flat to the floor. His ass was a mess, thin dog cum glistening around his gaping hole. The carpet was damp with splashes. I scrambled to get my pants open, pulling them down just enough to get my cock out, then rammed into Drew's ass. He screamed. His pussy was slick with cum but I'd gone in dry, ramming in balls-deep. I laid my body over his, splaying my legs so I could push my knees against the floor. I wrapped an arm around his neck, clamped my hand over his mouth, and fucked him. "Your cunt belongs to me," I growled. "Daddy's cum slut, you greedy fucking whore. Daddy's whore, taking dog cock inside you. God, your pussy is so fucking slick, I'm gonna shoot inside you, gonna breed my slutty little boy..." Drew's whole body tightened. He bucked and writhed beneath me, his screams muffled as I forcefully fucked his ass. The slap of my balls against his echoed around the room. My hand tightened over his mouth, arm gripping his throat. His struggles made me fuck him harder. It didn't take long. His body went limp. I'd choked him out. It was enough to make me cum. I roared as I slammed into him, fucking my cum inside him, hearing it squelch with the dog's. Breeding him. I buried my face against his neck, snorting and growling like a beast. Finally I came back to myself. Drew was still out, but breathing OK. He'd come round in a minute or so. I pulled out, slapped his ass, and turned him over. He'd shot his load while I fucked him, likely at the point he passed out. Thick white cum smeared across the carpet. I reached into my pants pocket and took a photo -- a gift for when he woke up -- then put my dick away, zipped up, and left my 16-year-old son naked and used on the floor.
bestiality/knotted-to-the-max.txt	Date: Mon, 8 May 2017 18:29:59 -0700 From: Mike Askme <mikeisgfbc@gmail.com> Subject: 'Knotted to the Max'{MikeisGFBC}(B with BEAST)[1:1] KNOTTED TO THE MAX CHAPTER 1 This story is taken from part of an email exchange I had with a fellow of similar interests on my Imagefap account. This subject matter is of course controversial, but one I am obviously okay with as it depicts a situation of my own from when I was younger. I also know that it is clearly not as uncommon a practice as others might think it is, nor do I think it is in any way unnatural. Sex is as about as close to natural or animalistic as we can get, and we are not alone in the animal kingdom when it comes to enjoying sex with partners anyway we can get it, be it with the opposite sex, same-sex, interracial, and yes, interspecies. I'm definitely into the taboo I would say. The more humiliating or depraved it seems, the hotter it is for me. I don't consider myself gay at all, and even "bi" i think is a stretch, as I'm not really attracted to men. For me, it's more the situation. Sure, I like cock, both having it fucking me and sucking it, and I like cum too. But, I can't think of one time I ever looked at a guy and thought, "he's hot, I gotta get me some of that." I'll ogle women all day and fantasize about the perverted shit I'd do to them, but with men, it's quite a bit different. Although I'm fairly masculine in the social setting, I have zero desire to be dominant with men, and could never picture myself fucking another guy like myself, I just wouldn't be into it, although the best BJ I've ever had in my life (and I've had some good ones) was from a dude, so I will make exceptions for that. In sex with men, I think what does it for me is my own position fulfilling the role of the girl, to be used for the pleasure of another man thereby degrading my own masculinity, to become another man's bitch, and serve a man's needs in that role. I went through puberty at a young age, and it probably meant I was experimenting at a younger and less mentally mature age than I should have been. That may be a reason why, when our enormous family pet dog, an English Mastiff, got to that age, I was a little too more than willing to let him release his pent up male urges on me, and in me ;-) God I miss that dog! I was his loyal bitch right up into my early high-school years, before he got too old to have much interest anymore. I'm am absolutely not exaggerating when I say his cock was ten inches long and his knot was the size of a softball, if not a little bigger. It was years as a kid before I was able to fully take him, but once I could take the knot, we were tied together all the time after that. I can't tell you how many times I almost got caught (probably did got caught) by other family members because we were stuck, "knotted," to each other. I remember once, everyone was out of the house, so I had brought him up to my upstairs bedroom, stripped my clothes off, and got into position. Max knew the routine, mounted me, humped his cock into me for about a minute before his knot began to swell. I reached back, grabbed it at the base and pulled it into me (if I didn't do it before it fully swelled there wouldn't be any way to get it in after that) and it didn't take long for him to engorge to full size, but once it did, we were locked. He then did his usual climb off the back and lift of the leg over so that he faced away. I didn't mind, as at this point I was typically moaning and squealing face down into the floor, feeling my guts bloat as he filled me continuously with stinging hot baby juice. I really loved this part, as my intestines would slosh and gurgle with the dog semen filling me and having nowhere to escape too. I often fantasized, although I did know better, that something magical would happen, and having so much dog cum in me would somehow transform me and allow him to impregnate me with his puppies. Sometimes, if we had gone a while without fucking, his pent up sperm would have so much volume my stomach would literally bloat with all his swimmers exploring my guts. In my boi pussy wasn't the only way I acquired dog cum though, I literally took it anyway I could get it, from sucking it from the tap, licking it off the floor, collecting it in a glass and drinking it, to even snorting it up my nose. There were times that I had swallowed and been sprayed with so much dog cum, that it was all I could smell in my sinuses for weeks, and it was often just that much more of a turn on wondering if others were smelling it on me, or if it was just in my own nose because I had been sprayed and swallowed so much of it. It had taken me a while to get a taste for it; it is thinner and more watery than our own, and has a faint metallic taste, but it wasn't long growing up before I had an addiction, an addiction that could only be satiated by more dog cock. It would have been wonderful if I could have had him every night alone in my room, but for some reason the parents insisted he sleep in their bedroom, almost as if they had a reason for doing so. Barely conscious face down and ass up on the floor in utter bliss getting my guts hosed down with dog sperm, I did not hear the parent's car pull into the driveway, but Max heard the door open, and in his usual excitedness, he rushed off to go meet them at the door, with his loyal bitch still locked in tow. At well over two hundred pounds, Max was a giant dog, and when we were locked, he could lift my knees of the ground when he moved, so in his excitement, he ran dragging my naked body scrambling out the bedroom door, down the hall, and halfway down the staircase before I was able to get a handhold and pull free from our embrace. Still fully engorged, his knot made a loud "pop" as it vacated my rectum, and a spray of dog cum splattered the walls, as he continued on downstairs to greet them, I'm sure with his enormous cum covered cock still swinging freely out of its sheath. My own sacredness probably hid most of the pain of his hasty exit, and I was just barely able to run, throw on pants and a shirt, and grab a towel to clean the cum off the walls before the parents came upstairs to see what the ruckus was all about; but, and I seriously doubt they had any misconceptions about what had really been going on. Nor can I image how they possibly didn't notice the enormous wet spot growing in the seat of my jeans. God I miss that dog, I would have gladly carried his puppies as his obedient bitch, if such a thing were possible. *If you liked this, ahem "story," or any others I've written, feel free to hit me up via email (MikeisGFBC@gmail.com), I love to chat with people of similar kinks and interests as my own.
bestiality/an-equine-valentine.txt	Date: Tue, 14 Feb 2023 20:57:59 +0000 From: Vito Duka <pakami24@hotmail.com> Subject: An Equine Valentine Please remember to support Nifty so that we can continue to enjoy these wonderful stories! If you feel like it, you can donate here: https://donate.nifty.org/ WARNING: This story depicts explicit sexual acts between a human and a horse. If that's not your cup of tea or if it is not legal for you to read this story, please click away. Thank you. ---------------------------------------------------- Jacob knew his boyfriend had had a fascination for horses for almost his entire life. Ever since he could remember, Thomas had loved the majestic animals, holding an insatiable fascination for them. Jacob could retell from memory every last precious memory related to stallions Thomas had ever told him. From the endlessly exciting trips to his grandparents' farm to the gigantic collection of toys he'd gathered since he was little, and the origin story for each one of them. That's why, if anything, Jacob had come up with the most perfect Valentine's day gift he possibly could've thought of. "I still don't get why don't we just go to my Pop's farm. The animals know me there, and I don't need to be tied down with a bunch of stupid rules about where I can or can't go, or stupid stuff like that," Tom had been complaining most of the way to Sunset Farms. "Alright, settle down now," Jacob replied in a soothing tone, letting his hand rest on Tom's thigh. "I promise it'll be worth it. Look, we're here already." The gates had been left open, expecting the two Valentine Day's guests. It had cost Jacob a pretty penny to secure a spot on such a hotly contested day, but he was completely certain it would be perfectly worth it. It must've taken about twenty minutes of dirt road and open fields until they finally reached their destination. A massive white house like the ones you usually only ever see in the movies dominated the scene, followed immediately by the cowboy waiting by the door. A nicely built tanned body from a lifetime of farm work was hardly disguised under his cliched shirt with a red plaid pattern. Not as buff as Jacob himself, who was a gym rat with a penchant for messy dark hair over his green eyes. Still, the farmer would be quite a fit for Tom's twinkish skinny build in another lifetime. "Welcome," he greeted them with a slight accent. "Hope it wasn't too hard to find the way." "Not at all," Jacob shot a smile, followed by a quick frown towards his boyfriend, who was judgementally looking around and examining the different buildings littering their surroundings. "You're well equipped," he mumbled finally. "I assume you're Thomas, then." That knowledge seemed to pique the twink's interest and he shot a glance at Jacob, who only grinned in response. "Pleasure to meet you," the farmer extended a hand. "I'm Jack." They shook hands first, and then it was Jacob's turn. "You didn't mention he was so small. I can't guarantee he's gonna be able to take all of it." The remark immediately caught Tom's attention, his head spinning, eyes wide open looking at Jacob, who chuckled. "I'm sure he'll manage." "Has he ever tried anything like this before?" "What-" At this point, it wasn't too difficult to guess what they were discussing, and the twink's sharp face was showing a mix of excitement and embarrassment under his blonde hair, as a million ideas seemed to flow into his mind all at once. "A big dog, once." "Jay?" "Yeah?" "What's this about?" "Follow me," Jack interrupted, leading them to a massive ranch. "I wanted to give you the best Valentine's day gift possible," Jacob replied to his partner. "What does that mean?" "It means..." he paused for dramatic effect while Jack opened the gates and led them to their prize. "...you get to take his plaything today." Jacob gestured with his hand to an absolutely massive black stallion standing proudly next to them. At least 5'7", it looked down at them with interest. Particularly the gawking twink now fawning all over the specimen. Covered in dark, almost shining fur, it had a slightly long mane that had been kept perfectly by its caretaker. Rippling muscles on its legs were clearly visible, and Jacob felt like he understood the animal's pride then. "You think you're up to it?" Jacob asked, and it took a minute before Tom managed to come down from his excited cloud to reply with an eager nod. "Are you sure?" Jack chimed in. "Spirit here is well-endowed. Three and a half feet of horse meat is no small feat, especially when it's also four inches thick." The color drained from Tom's face, and he looked up at the eager horse, who was now leaning down to be patted by the twink. "You don't have to feel obligated," Jacob quickly chimed in. "Giving you the opportunity is more than enough to make it all worth it. I just thought I'd give you a shot since I know you've been daydreaming about it for years, especially when I have you on all fours." A slight blush managed to breathe some life back into Tom's expression and he was deep in thought for a few moments. "If you guys want to start with something a bit easier, I have a collection of pure-bred dogs. I can't offer any of them today because of Valentine's and all, but I'd be happy to schedule you for any other day." "No," Tom finally said, "I'll do it." "Fair warning, horses don't have safe words. Once he's inside you, he won't let go until you've satisfied him." Tom nodded more firmly this time. Jacob knew once his boyfriend made up his mind on something there would be no going back. His own dick was already jumping at the prospect of seeing his partner being relentlessly rammed by that muscled animal. "My younger brother introduced Spirit to humans once, and I could never get him to mate with mares ever again since. He's gotten a taste for screaming twinks." Indeed it seemed to be that way. Jack brought a sturdy, elongated flat stool with thick ropes attached to the sides. "You're gonna want to run away, but that can end pretty badly, so we gotta make sure you don't," Jack explained. Jacob was bursting with excitement, he felt he could cum without even laying a finger on his dick. Spirit clearly understood the situation as an enormous four feet horsecock sprang to life underneath him. He was becoming more and more excited as Tom stripped down, shivering with anticipation. "Facing up or down?" Jack asked. "Up." Both humans turned to look at him quizzically. "Trust me," he said with a reassuring smile, and Tom nodded. "You'll have to hold his legs up, then," Jack explained, and Jacob nodded. Tom lay on his back on the squat stool, his hands tied tight underneath the flat surface. There was no escape now. Jacob knelt by his head and they kissed softly upside down. Spirit positioned itself with its throbbing meat as long as three-quarters of Tom's own body. Once the horse was perfectly positioned, the twink lifted his legs, and Jacob grabbed the ankles, which had to stick out slightly out the side of the horse's muscular body. Almost as if they were lovers in a missionary position. The stallion needed little incentive to line its pulsing cock at the puckered entrance of the shivering twink. "Relax," Jacob whispered into his ear. And then Spirit pushed. Immediately Tom's eyes were filled with tears as he moved his entire body in an effort to accommodate an impossibly big piece of warm meat into his comparatively tiny entrance. Jacob noticed his boyfriend attempting to close down his legs, and he drew a deep, sadistic satisfaction from forcing him to keep them open, even if it was for Tom's own good. "That's too-- too much!" Tom managed to articulate. "I don't know if-- if I can." "You can do it," Jacob encouraged him lovingly. "The first part is the hardest one. It'll be easier if you relax, and he can get in." The muscular dark horse was pushing insistently, trying to lodge its flat head into the twink's reluctant hole. "I love you, Tom," Jacob declared. "And you love horses, don't you? Look at him, he's a prime stallion. And he wants to breed with you. You're his perfect match. He wants to plant his horse seed deep inside you. Don't you wanna satisfy him? Satisfy me?" Tom nodded and, with a loud moan, announced that it was done. Spirit had managed to push his way inside. Only three more feet remaining. "Oh fuck!" Tom screamed, sweat covering his forehead now. "He's too big. Oh god, he's gonna break me." "Shh, relax," Jacob did his best but he was struggling just as much to articulate his thoughts. The entire purpose of requesting for Tom to be facing up was now manifesting itself in front of his eyes, and it was glorious. Every foot of horsecock that forced its way into Thomas now bulged and throbbed through his skinny stomach, showing a perfectly detailed stallion dick making its way up the twink's body. Jacob simply couldn't resist. He came in a massive, touchless, orgasm. His own grunts of satisfaction were quickly drowned against Tom's as he clashed their lips together and they shared a sloppy upside down wet kiss while Spirit pushed ever deeper. Tom moaned and even outright cried now that the thickest foot of horsecock was left and still pushing deep into his frail body. His struggles to close his legs were becoming increasingly stronger, requiring more focus from his boyfriend, who was at the edge of another orgasm again. However, Tom's reaction had suffered a change at some point. Tears and sweat rolled down his face, but also thick streams of white cum covered his bulging stomach as he came over and over again. Far more than Jacob had ever thought possible. "I-- I feel him in my chest," he managed to say. "And I feel his-- his balls." So the stallion had managed to push his entire four feet thick cock up Jacob's boyfriend. All three of them were in heaven. "Yeah? You want him to unload those balls in you?" Jacob teased Tom. "You wanna go home full of horse cum gushing out of your ass?" Tom nodded and moaned as Spirit pulled back slightly only to slam himself back down into the skinny white body. Two more times of this and Tom seemed to have lost control of himself as he came uncontrollably from pleasure Jacob couldn't even begin to imagine. "I'm gonna buy an entire fucking farm for you," Jacob promised while the stallion rammed his boyfriend over and over again. "We're gonna have two dozen horses and they're going to have their way with you every single day, you got that?" The twink lost the ability to indicate he could listen to anything else other than the muscle-bound specimen's balls slamming against him over and over again. He was helpless as Spirit fucked him into his climax. Hands tied and legs held open by his own boyfriend, Tom was but a breeding toy for the horse. Jacob saw it before it happened. The massive bulge sliding up and down his partner's stomach had begun to twitch violently and, sure enough, Tom cried out as he felt gallons of horse cum suddenly spill deep inside his body. Spirit pushed himself deep and lodged himself there, perfectly still as he unloaded buckets of warm, thick cum into his new mate. Tom came yet again, or maybe two more times in a row. It was hard for Jacob to know while he also climaxed from the obscene view. He saw the horse finally pull out, its cock still about two feet long, covered in a thick white coat. Jacob let go of his boyfriend's legs and untied his hands. They embraced in a passionate kiss while thick seed spilled down Tom's legs. "Next time I need to put you face down so you can suck me off," Jacob observed and they laughed together in bliss.
bestiality/bj-the-husky.txt	Date: Sun, 13 Nov 2011 16:20:56 -0800 (PST) From: James Robinson <jjrobinson47@yahoo.com> Subject: BJ the Husky This story is for those of a legal age only. This story is fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. This story also includes explicit homosexual activity between adults and teens and young boys and possible incest relations or other acts of sexual conduct. Be warned. If such activity offends you or if you are underage, please move on. Thank you. BJ the Husky. By James Robinson Growing up in western NY we had about 30 acres of land of a beautiful wooded lot. It was great for exploring, and as a 16 year old was a great playground for my friends and me. It was on my 15th birthday that my best friend Tom brought me a very special gift. A puppy dog. My parents first where pretty upset, but soon we fell in love with this adorable handsome Husky which I named BJ, my name was Jim. Anyways the only thing was I had to train BJ, and I have to admit he was somewhat, well a little clueless, but he was a great companion. He was black and white and had blue eyes. Just like mine, LOL. Anyways so BJ had to stay outside in the doghouse that I built for him atop the hill behind our house. Or if he was inside he was only allowed in the kitchen or the basement. Which was fine with me. Anyways, the only thing about BJ was his strength. Wow in one year he grew into a very large dog and could knock me over if I wasn't careful when playing fetch with him and tackling him in the yard. He loved to jump in the leaves during fall, but the only thing when BJ was off his leash, he well heard the call of the wild, and at least that's what I called it. He would first obey and then run to the edge of the lawn and look into the woods. No BJ, don't you dare, and soon, I swear he would look back with a grin and hop and run away. He was so fast; it was just impossible to think I was going to be able to catch him. But he was a good boy, because after an hour or so of running around the woods and neighbors he would always show up at the back door waiting to be let in, and of course fed. The neighbors however, did complain and on certain days he when he ran off we would get alarming phone calls about BJ chasing the sheep across at the farm, or chasing wimpy kids, which he would never hurt anyone, and trying to mate with the local bitch who was in heat. This was always annoying because these neighbors did not like it when a giant husky scaled their chain link fence and tried to knot with there sheep dog. LOL. We normally had to go pick him up with the SUV during such occasions. Anyways, one day BJ ran off and I just let him go. We didn't hear from any neighbors and it was getting kind of late. I was a little worried and decided to go look for him, I grabbed his leash and a flashlight, cause I wasn't sure how long it was going to take to find him. I walked all over the neighborhood, and then of course I notice that the next door neighbors house was dark, no cars in the driveway, but there was BJ inside their chain link fence chasing around their girl sheep dog. Oh fuck BJ. I made my way to the backyard and tried to coerce BJ to jump over the fence and come home. Of course he ignored me as he was having too much fun playing with the sheep dog and chasing her around. I then notice BJ's cock was out of his sheath. It often made me uncomfortable to see my dogs hard on, but this was different today, because it was really hanging out. Holy crap it was at least 7 inches. Which I felt myself get kind of hard on looking at BJ. I really didn't think this was weird to be horny over seeing a dog's cock, shit looking at a banana would horn me on at age 16. Anyways BJ was really trying hard to mount this girl dog, and I knew I had to make sure this didn't happen. As the neighbors would be so fucking pissed off if their bitch got knock up by a husky. I had to scale the fence and made my way over to BJ and the girl dog. BJ was wagging his tail, and I had to basically push my dog off this girl dog. He didn't have his cock up her pussy, but he sure was trying. As I knocked him off his slimy precum cock totally slimmed over my hand. I could smell the musty smell of his precum on my hand. I grabbed the girl dog and lead her towards my neighbor's garage. As I know they left the door open to put her in. And I thought that would be the easiest way of separating BJ for the bitch. Of course BJ just kept bucking his head into the back of me, almost knocking me down and pushing his nose into my butt. I actually kind of liked it, and I felt myself bone up. I put the girl dog in the garage and then managed to get BJ to jump back over the fence and off we went, him on a leash to go home. He was really frisky and his hard red swollen cock still hung out of his sheath. Poor guy he just wanted to get off. I started to walk thru the woods and realized the precum was dripping on the hand. I brought it up first to wipe off on my shirt, but then I leaned in and stuck out me tongue and well I licked at my dog's precum. It was just so kinky to know I had BJ juice on my hand and I was so boned thinking about sex I just went with it. I actually like the taste. It was definitely not like my precum, and was all animal. I felt my cock throb in my pants and I licked my hand some more. I then decided what the fuck might as well get off and well, the first thought was maybe I could help out BJ and I mean he can lick his dick but maybe I could jerk him off like I do with my friend. I sat down on the leaves leaning against a tree and of course BJ just totally lay down next to me and in no time was on his back expecting me to rub his belly. I rubbed his furry belly and pulled down my pants. I loved being naked outside. And kind of was hot to be nude, sitting on the leaves and I started to jerk my cock. I stared at BJ's dick which was flopping around. It was so wet and I just rubbed his belly with my other hand. Slowly inching my way up to his hard prick. I wasn't sure if he would like it or not, but I got brave and then I grabbed his cock. Oh it was so hot and slimy, and my cock pulsed as soon as I grabbed a hold of his cock. BJ squirmed a little but then just lay there with his legs spread and let me totally start to jerk his cock. This was so kinky and I was really getting into feeling BJs hard dog dick in my hand as I jerked him like I jerked my cock. I then took my hand off; it had so much precum on it I spread some on my cock. It really helped lube up my cock and then I resumed jacking off and jacking off BJ. He had so much precum coming out. Wow, it was so hot. I only jerked off a little with one boy once, actually twice, but that's when we didn't even cum yet. Since then I have been shooting cum, I tend to jerk off by myself when ever I have chance. Now I have a new friend, and I knew that BJ would probably be cummming just like me. I jerked his dick and then I just wanted to know well what it felt like in my mouth. I really can't wait to get a blowjob. I see videos of them on the Internet. Girls doing guys, and guys doing guys, and I have to say, I just cant wait to get a blow job, but secretly I wouldn't mind sucking on one my friends cocks. But I know they would call me queer. But heck BJ wouldn't do that. After all I am his master. I was totally edging my cock and then leaned in. I held out the tip of my tongue and soon as I jerked him some precum squirted out on my lips. I had to have it and then I moved in and swallowed my dog's big hard cock. BJ actually made a kind of howl sound when I went down on him and bucked his cock into my mouth. Oh fuck he was actually starting to face fuck me. He then got up and ran around and then his body was over my face and his red dick trying to hump my face. I moved into position and leaned up to let him fuck my mouth. Oh this was so hot. He was doggy face fucking me and I really liked it. My mouth swallowing so much precum and then I just couldn't hold back. Oh fuck yeah BJ, and I shot my load. Oh this orgasm felt awesome as he fucks my face. BJ just kept using my mouth and then my mouth was flooded by a different taste. Hot doggie jizz going down my throat. It was so much. I couldn't swallow as he bucked into my mouth. So much dog cum in my mouth. Some leaked out of my mouth, but I did my best to drink up his load. He then bucked off me and ran off. I was so spent; I didn't care where he was going. But I think he was off to run to the house. I got up and still was boned up again after my dogs cum just met my mouth and belly. I had so much left over cum on me; I just greased up my hard cock and beat off another load. I was standing with my pants around my ankles jerking my load. And oh, fuck, yeah and then I shot my second boy load all over the tree next to me. I can't believe what I just shared with my dog. I pulled up my pants and was greeted by BJ's nose and licking me as he came back looking for me. He then was sniffing on the ground and was licking up my cum off the tree and ground of the forest. Oh that was pretty hot. I managed to put his leash back on; ok BJ lets get home, and off we walked back to my house.
bestiality/smokey-got-me.txt	Date: Wed, 12 Dec 2007 14:23:58 -0800 (PST) From: alex <cylon442000@yahoo.com> Subject: SMOKEY GOT ME This story is about male and male dog sex if you dont like dont read any further you been warned. The story your about to read is true only the names have been changed to protect the guilty. Namely me LOL OR Perhaps its a total work of fiction You have to make the call A little about me, I was 22 and bisexual but seem to do more with guys than girls, guess its that I like cock and having my ass filled, go figure. I had just graduted from from a tech school with a degree in electrical engineering fancy title but essentially im a glorified licensed electrician. Having gotten a job at a firm near Houston I decided it was time to strike out my own. So I loaded up the truck and moved to Beverly. Hills that is movie stars and swimming pools. Couldnt resist I saved up a few paychecks and started looking for a place of my own after a few days. I found what I was looking for in a 1 bedroom shotgun shack owned by an eldery couple the Grays, who were looking to rent it out at a very low rent. So I agreed to rent it and do some of the repairs on it for money off the rent. Now the Grays own a farm about 400 yards away from the shack. So when the day came to move I drove to their place to get the keys and sign the lease. As soon as I got to the house and opened the truck door. I was greeted by a big black and tan spotted dog who looked to be mostly lab but was obviously some other breeds mixed with him too. He stood about 30 inches at the shoulder and looked to weigh around 100 pounds. I could tell that he was friendly right off the bat his tail was wagging and his head was lowered in respect to me. So I put my hand down and he came up sniffed it then licked it and I spoke to him in a friendly voice brought my hand to his head and he immedialty moved next to me. I leaned down to his level and began petting him and he did what all dogs do he sniffed my crotch area to see my sex. I spoke to him as I was petting him, so whats your name big boy before he could answer. MR Gray came out of the house and said I see you have met Smokey. I said yes he introduced himself to me. Hes a fine dog and very friendly I said. MR Gray then invited me into the house and Smokey came up the rear and we went inside over the next hour we talked and finished the business at hand of the signing the lease and what all needed doing to the shack while most of the time Smokey was at my feet wanting to be petted so I indulged him and got to know him pretty well. I also found out a few things about him too he was about 3 years old and as I suspected was mostly lab with some coon hound thrown in which figures because he had a huge set of balls that hung down at least 4 or 5 inches and being a connaisseur of dogs I find hounds seem to have big low hangers. I dont know why maybe its for asetics so their not lopsided. Long floppy ears at the front and long floppy balls at the back to even them out. Anyways, I got into a routine of going to work and doing work on the shack and helping the Grays out. They were good people and I liked them so in my free time I helped out around the farm. Smokey always seemed to be there with me so I got to know him really well the Grays being elderly didnt play outside with him and I enjoyed playing fetch with him and rough housing and Smokey being young had lots of energy and me being young too we got along famously. I saw one day on animal planet dogs catching frisbees. I decided to buy a frisbee and began teaching him to fetch. Everyday after work I got the frisbee and played with him. It didn,t take him too long before he was quite good at it. He took to it so well that I even thought about entering him in some of the competitions they have. But my job and other things wouldnt let it happen. This went on for several months and it was like Smokey was my dog he was always with me. Now a little more about me in my freetime Im an amateur entomologist, birdwatcher and astronomer for those of you that don't know what entomology is. Its the study of insects. Now the Grays owned besides the 50 acre farm a heavily wooded area of 45 acres next to it that adjoined a piece of the national forest and this wooded area was all old growth forest it had lots of different trees and foiliage in it. I wanted to explore it so the day arrived that I didnt have much to do and I wanted to explore these woods. So I got dressed in my khakis put on my backpack got my binocs,camera and Audubon books on insects and birds and went to explore. I didnt get more than 25 yards from the shack before Smokey was on me I said so boy you want to go exploring with me. He wagged his tell and seemed very happy so we set off to the woods. After walking for over an hour and Smokey prancing and jumping around more than I have ever seen him do before. I just figured he was happy to be in the woods with me. We came to a downed tree and I thought this a good place to rest so I sat down on the log and grabbed a water from the pack. Smokey came up to me and I began petting and talking to him and while I was doing this Smokey got a good smell of my crotch and ass. I had been fucked the night before by a close friend without a rubber and im sure his cum was still smellable and Smokey could smell this or perhaps he smelled a female in heat maybe me or some other bitch. and that was why he was so frisky and randy earlier. Im not sure why he did what he did next, he reared up wrapped his front paws around my right leg and began to hump I shook him off and yelled at him. Smokey moved back and and sat down a few feet away and gave me a look like what did I do wrong I felt kind of bad about yelling at him. I said its allright Smokey and lowered my hand down for him he eagerly jumped up and came over to me I began petting him and talking to him and as I did he did the same thing again thats when it hit me maybe he was just horny and needed some relief. I pushed him off my leg and then reached under his belly and grabbed his sheath as soon as I did. He began thrusting wildly into my hand. I gripped his cock and let him hump my hand he pumped it like a jackhammer for around 30 seconds the whole time his cock was growing larger and spewing with each thrust till he finally stopped humping and his cock was totally out of the sheath. As I held his cock in my right hand I began petting him with the left and asking him did that feel good I bet it did I know for us boys it feels good to cum doesnt it the only answer I got was Smokeys loud panting and contented look on his face but, I knew he was happy. It was then I got a really good look at his cock it was t red with dark red and blue spidery veins streaking down its shaft as I stared at it I saw that it had an indentation at the head of it and that the end was blunter than a humans with a little tip at the bottom and this tip was pulsing in and out every few seconds and has it did it spurted a small amount of his seed through it. It was quite mesmorizing and im not sure how long I watched before looking further down his cock but as I did I realized he was huge his shaft before the knot was at least 7 inches long and a little thinner than a D battery but as it got closer to the knot it tapered down a little then came the knot and it was impressive like 2 huge walnuts attached to the sides of his shaft it was probally around 4 inches wide but was thinner from top to bottom. As I veiwed this massive piece of male flesh I wanted to get a closer look so I slipped down from the log to my knees next to him and wrapped my hand behind his knot then twisted it to the side more so I could get a look at it from headon. With my hand wrapped around the knot I could feel it throbbing as he shotit was quite a turn on for sure. As I watched the tip flick in and out as he shot I was overcome with a desire to taste and suck this beautiful cock. I didnt think about it being a dogs cock I just reacted and wrapped my lips around his cock and was instantly rewarded with a big spurt of his hot seed. It was salty and a bit metalic and then I got another spurt of cum and began smelling his scent and cum it was musky and bestial and was turning me on big time. I began greedily sucking his cock and pumping my mouth up and down his shaft enjoying the taste of his meat and seed I guess I got a bit over zealous and was sucking him like I would a guys cock because, he whined and pulled away from me. It took a few seconds for me to realize that his cock was very sensetive and I had to be gentle with it. I got him to come back to me and this time I gently wrapped my lips arond his cock and got another blast of hot cum for my trouble. I slowly slid my mouth down his cock careful of my teeth and not sucking just using my tongue on it slowly I slid it in and out and as it came out some I would flick my tongue into that indention at the end and I could feel the tip pulse and spurt against my tongue as it danced over it. And spurt it did he didnt seem to have any limit on the amount of seed he shot and I was swallowing constantly It was such a wonderful sensation feeling that cock throbbing in me. I have no ideal how long this went on at least 10 minutes maybe longer time had no meaning the only thing I was aware of was his cock throbbing and spurting in my mouth, the taste of his cum, the smell of his animalism and the loud panting and bestial grunts of pleasure as he emptied his balls. It was like I was possesed. But he finally stopped shooting cum and he got a little antsy so I pulled away from him. And my euphoric possesion ended. It was then I noticed that my own cock was rock hard and down my pant leg and not in the most comfortable position, I stood up and undid my pants and sat back down on the log and began jacking my cock. As I was jacking off I noticed Smokey had a bit of a conundrum going on he was trying to lay down and lick his cock down but it hung so low that he couldn't do it easily without it hitting the ground, but finally he leaned up against the fallen log some and was able to get his cock over against his hind leg so it wouldnt touch the ground when he laid down, and down he went and began licking that mass of dog flesh back into the sheath. As I watched him licking himself I thought you lucky bastard wish I could do that too. At the same time I was nearing a HUGE climax maybe another 2 minutes went by and I groaned loudly and my cock spasmed and began shooting spurt after spurt of cum I must have shot 8 or 9 big spurts before I stopped cumming. I was breathing heavy and shaking some from the intensity of it. It was the best orgasm I ever had and, just the night before I had shot 2 loads into my lover. I rested from it, Smokey had finished licking that mass of dog meat back into its sheath and decided to check me out. He came up and began licking the residual cum off the head of my cock I moaned loudly from his ruff tongue flicking over my sensetive cockhead. Go easy boy, I groaned out Im as sensetive now as you were earlier but he didnt listen or care and continued to lick till he had gotten all my cum from cockhead and shaft then he turned to the rest of it that was on the ground and licked that all up too. Afterwards Im sitting on the log my cock laying limply between my thighs. I suddenly get this strange feeling coming over me. Its the guilts I start looking around to see if I was watched but noone is around. Its my conscience fucking with me. Its my roman catholic upbringing kicking in I just committed a dreadful sin. Its like a little angel sitting on my shoulder saying your evil,dirty and have sinned against god. But then my logical side kicks in. I think I just had the best orgasm I ever had and I really enjoyed it too. Like a little devil on my shoulder saying it was good and you enjoyed it what the fucks your problem do it again. Smokey is sitting in front of me looking up at me hes looking really happy and satisfied. Not being really religious since I was about 14 when I learned about biology and evolution. I decided to let that little pointy eared Vulcan devils logic win out and do it again soon. I started thinking about letting him fuck me in the ass too but my logical side spoke up really fast what it said was you cant take that huge knot it will split you wide open and I had to agree with the findings. So I stood up and zipped up my pants put on my backpack and began walking back to the shack but my mind is racing about how I can get this big boy to fuck me without knotting me. Now some people beleive necessity is the mother of all invention but in this case desperation was the mother of all invention or maybe it was just lust that was. I came up with a plan as I walked out of those woods after jacking Smokey off that first time I realized his cock and knot grew much larger after a little jacking so I came up with the ideal to jack him some before I let him mount and fuck me then keep my ass clinched while he fucked me that way I would get all the thrills of being fucked without the knot. So the die was cast I would have him fuck me next saturday. Now I eat at least 2 or 3 meals with the Grays a week and on friday night I was there eating with them. When Mr Gray asked me how good a mechanic I was I told him I could fix anything with a manual and proper tools. He smiled and ask me what I was doing tomorrow. I told him I didnt have any plans,but what I really wanted to say was yes I do. I was planning on taking Smokey into the woods with me and having him make me his bitch but descretion being the better part of valor I kept my thoughts to myself . He needed help changing out the clutch on his old Case tractor so saturday was going to be a washout, but then I grinned and thought to myself theres always Sunday. So Saturday comes and goes we get the tractor back together and running. I have dinner at their home As Im leaving Smokey starts following me back to the shack. Hes bounding around me almost dancing and I jump at him and he jumps back we start roughhousing chasing and running from each other finally we make the 400 yards or so back and get to the door I kneel down beside him and pet him and ask, are you ready to make me your bitch its almost like he understands he licks my face and is prancing in excitement. Im so tempted to blow him right here but I know its not cool so I get up and go into the shack. And I can hear him whining and scratching at the door. I tell him loudly tomorrow boy tomorrow. Now Im laying in bed its just like when I was a kid and we were going to Astroworld the next day Im just too excited to sleep and I toss and turn finally. I fall a sleep and wake up around 7am look out, its a beautiful day. Im thinking this is the day Smokeys going to fuck me, im going to experience animal sex and be a bitch. Im heady with excitement. I eat go to the bath and take a shower and get my enema hose and cleanse my hole good there wont be any problems there. I have to control myself just not to jack off my cock is at 3/4 staff and just a few strokes and it would shoot. The time arrives its around 9:30 I grab a tube of ky jelly and squirt a huge glob up my hole and finger it deep then get dressed in my khakis put every thing I will need into my backpack and walk out side I dont get 3 steps and Smokeys on me. happy and wagging his tail I get a big grin on my face todays the day boy you become a man and I become a bitch. We walk toward the woods as soon we are fully envoloped in its cover I pat my thigh and Smokey comes to me I pet his head and bend low and tell him sweetly you want your bitch dont you. You stud you, he greedily licks my face several times and I straighten up and continue walking deeper into the forest toward the fallen tree as we are walking I begin playing with him running at him, him running away, then me running away him chasing me we do this the whole way there. With me ocassionally rubbing his sheath and him jacking the air and me laughing and running away and him chasing me and trying to trip me to get me down but I dont let that happen We finally reach the downed tree and its small clearing. We are total enveloped in the woods totally alone. Im sweating heavily and breathing hard and so very excited and Smokey is in the same boat. I take the backpack off Smokey is at my side his tail wagging so hard and fast his whole body is moving with it. I put it down and sit down on the log bend over and begin to take my boots off so I can get undressed. Smokey hes so exited he is not waiting for me he jumps up on me and starts humping at my face I get a faceful of sheath and cock with several good blast of precum before I can get him off me. I laugh damn boy give me some time will you and ordered him to sit several times before he obeys but he does and sat there panting staring me it was then I noticed his eyes had an almost glazed look to them. Smokey was like a Vulcan caught up in the mating ritual of ponfar it was his only goal. I finally got my boots off and got my pants and underwear off but leaving my khaki shirt on because of the pockets it had I reached down got the backpack grabbed my ky lube and a small bottle of poppers and put them in the pocket with velcro. I was ready to begin the finally dance with Smokey as I stood up so did Smokey I jumped at him and he crouches down like in a pounching mode and when I lunged at him again he jumped back so began the foreplay. I would run away and he followed I would stop and he would stop too I would crouch down some bend over and wiggle my ass at him he would jump up pushing his nose into my sweaty crack and lick wildly at my hole his tongue so ruff and long that it started down at my balls then up past my spicnter it was a wonderful feeling then after a few seconds Smokey would either jump up on my back and try to mount me I would stand up preventing him from doing it, "Resulting in a whole lot of stratches on my back and thighs" or I would get up and run away before me mounts Smokey hot on my ass. I would stop turn around and do a half ass lunge at him and he would jump back and get into that pouncing mode again I would turn around and run away from him he would jump up and follow me sometimes I would crouch down on my knees and he would come up and I would grab him and we would wrestle and roughhouse letting him lick my face and mouth like we were kissing. This playing went on for 20 minutes at least till I was exhausted and sweaty and ready to be fucked And no doubt Smokey wanted that too. I stood up and got the ky jelly from my pocket put the tube to my hole which was slick after all the licking it had taken. I squeezed a big glob into it then proceded to finger it deep in my hole and around my asshole lips with this done. I got out the poppers loosened its lid and placed it down on the ground then turned my attention to Smokey who still had that glazed look about him. I got down on my knees and he immediatly came up to me and I spoke to him you ready to consumate our relationship the only answer I got several licks to my face and mouth which I took for a yes. I reached under his belly and felt at his sheath it was wet and Smokey was quivering in anticipation I barely touch it and he began humping at my I could feel his shaft and knot through his sheath and after only 5 or 6 seconds his knot had expanded to around 2 inches or better more than enough for me to keep it out. I got down on all fours grab the poppers and took a hit and at the same time Smokey mounted me but was at a slight angle to me he was off to my left but I could feel his powerful front paws clamping down around my waist and legs and he began thrusting wildly hitting my left ass cheek but nature gave him a pretty good ideal what he had to do and he shifted to be directly behind me. Meanwhile Im getting that light headed warmness from the poppers and Smokey is humping at my ass but hes a little high and his cock is sliding up the top of my crack. I lowered my arms some which lifted my ass up and lowered his upper body some and Smokey still humping wildly got a better angle but not the right one. He poked that bone that was in his cock right into the space above my asshole but below the tailbone. It fucking hurt like a pencil being poked there with 50lbs of pressure. I screamed and jumped up and was rewarded with another set of stratches theses being much deeper than the first ones I had gotten. I cursed and began jumping up and down from the pain now this is where I really begin to fuck up big time. Im light headed from the poppers add hurting from the poke to my ass and the stratches. Im not thinking clearly and not aware of the time passing I mean I remember Smokey humping at air after I got up but after that I just remember waiting till my ass stopped hurting then getting down on all fours again. Hitting the poppers letting Smokey mount me again, in the right position this time but Im determined not to make the same mistake twice. I reach back with my right hand and grab his cock to guide it into my asshole. I get a hold of it and begin to position it just as the poppers really hit me otherwise, I might have realized that his cock and knot were no longer as swollen as before but I didnt and I guided his cock to the sweet spot. Smokey drove that meat deep I remember his knot sliding past my spincter and it hurting like hell and me clinching my spincter down like that would stop it. All I did was assure it wasnt going to come out any time soon plus with my right hand behind me guiding him in. I wasnt prepared for Smokeys powerful thrusts or his relentles pounding of my ass, so hard that he made me fall face forward on my face. Now people all this took place in a matter of a second or 2 but it was the consquences of it that were going to last a whole lot longer than that. "LOL" can laugh about it now but at the time I was fucked in more ways than one. With my face in the dirt and my left arm pinned under my chest my right out to my side and behind me. Smokey had full control and he used it to his full advantage he clamped tighter to my thighs and he was able to pull all 100 pounds up on me leaving his hind legs barely touching the ground this drove his cock as deep as it could possible go and with his constant pumping I couldnt regain my composure for at least 15 or 20 seconds and all I could do was listen to Smokeys grunting and panting my gasps and grunts ,of pain and excitement and the loud slapping and squishing sounds in rythym to cock,knot and balls being worked savagely into a bitches cunt. By now I was totally fucked his knot was already too big to come out and even if I did get up on my hands Smokeys thrusts had slowed to just a few and I could feel that massive knot in me throbbing and swelling from just uncomfortable to down right painful It was done I finally got back on my hands all it did was let Smokeys hind legs touch the ground and shift his weight further back, which pulled his knot from the more open depths of my rectum up to the spincter. Which made it hurt about 10 times more than before. A thousand thoughts were rushing through my mind what can I do, how do I get out of this, to quote just a few , finally the fog of the poppers eased up. I realized I just have to deal with it and relax my ass and as I thought this I was able to do just that. No longer clinching my spincter the pain eased up not to say it still wasnt hurting but I could deal with it. even hurting has I was I was intensely aroused by it after all I was his human bitch and thats pretty erotic just thinking about it. I could feel his cock spasming deep in me squirt squirt every few seconds filling me with his hot fertilizing seed. I found if I pushed out some it hurt less so I tryed pushing but there was a limit to how hard I could push before the knot stretched the anus and got painful again making it hurt more there was a careful balance to be had. I was learning from this and now it was just a dull aching in my dogcunt and that is what it was now Smokeys dogcunt. As Im thinking this Smokey licks the back of my neck like he can read my thoughts. I speak to him in words and not moans,groans or screams "Well stud you did it made me your bitch but good boy" Hearing this he licks my neck several more times I can feel his whole cock throbbing in me now. I know hes seeding my ass with his sperm. Im not mad at him its my fault Im in this perdicament I wanted it and he gave it to me noone to blame but me. By now several minutes have passed and Im not hurting nearly as much. I have gotten into a ryhtym of adjusting my asshole clecnhing slightly and pushing out and its this pushing out that is the big suprise it hurts but also makes my cock ooze a mixture of precum and piss and that feels really good. In fact its erotic thinking of being Smokeys bitch while doing this that I take another hit of poppers. With its warm rush hitting me. I can feel every spurt of his seed as flows into me its like warm water slowly filling my bowels. I crane my neck back as far as I can and looking back at Smokeys face hes panting loudly and seems to be in bliss. "It feeels goood doesnt it boy" I say and he licks my face like a kiss to his lover I turn my head back contented. Time passes and its not hurting me any more Im getting the full sensation of being bred and its wonderful. Reaching down I take a hit of the poppers I get that heady hot feeling again, enjoying it even more than before now Im speaking to Smokey again and again telling him how much I love him and how happy I am be his bitch and what a powerful stud he is. Hes licking my back and neck the whole time its his his way of saying thank you. It crosses my mind that I may be his first fuck and that I took his virginity and smile and giggle thinking about it. Its only fair He took mine in a manner of speaking. More time passes maybe 10 minutes Im not sure I become aware that Smokeys moving around more and look back under me and see why hes alternating between his hind legs. Shit his legs are getting tired or cramping this is not good hes still firmly planted in my ass and dont need him turning on me but I know thats going to happen and not more than a few seconds later thats exactly what he does. Now while hes attemping this hes trying to get his left leg over me and not doing a very good job of it. Im getting scratched even more and after many attemps. He got it over but my pain isnt over. Soon as he starts the turn I clicnch down on the knot to keep it from pulling out. But his knot in return starts pulling out on my spincter. fuck man its hurting again and im not liking it feels like my spincter is being ripped from my body. He completes his turn and the knot moves in my ass and the pain subsides quickly but I find I have to keep my spincter tight other wise I can feel the knot stretching open my anal ring and know that means PAIN. Now here I am ass to ass with Smokey and I begin thinking how much longer will we be tied together as close as I can figure its been 15 to 20 minutes. Im not sure how long dog ties last, so I asked Smokey, "Hey stud how much longer am I going to be your bitch" the only answer was a few wags of his tail which I could feel on my ass and back. I started thinking how will I go about this do I clinch my asshole down till his knot gets so small it slips out of my ass or do I let it shrink a little then push it like a turd. Its apuzzlement for sure but I discover that with my anus clinched down on his cock. Im fully hard and decide to jack off while the jackings good well it takes all of about 60 strokes and about half as many seconds and a my cock begins to erupting with a massive orgasm. I really clamp down hard on his knot too Im groaning in estacy and hear Smoky whimper too not sure from pleasure are pain cant tell too much breathing from me and Smokey. I cant be bothered with anything but my orgasm which is earth shattering when finished Im quivering and weak. Now earlier I was pondering on this would well I should have asked Smokey because he was in charge of this breeding and I was just his bitch along for the ride And he has come to the conclusion its over and begins pulling hard on his cock and knot. I know what I have to do if I want my assring intact so I time it just right when he starts another pull and push out hard on his knot as he pulls on me. 2 things happen or should I say noises A loud gasp from me as the knot pulls out of my used and abused hole, and the nastiest sounding wet SPLORT. Exhausted and releived I crumple down some resting my arms I could feel his cum running out of my open and quivering hole and down my balls and legs. I thought its fucking over but was it? No Smokey wanted to check out his handy work and stuck his nose in my crack started licking at my hole. "OOHH DAMN" I was sensetive down there "COME ON SMOKEY" give me a break but he wouldnt he kept licking my hole with each lick Id clench down some till it was closed and his seed sealed in ,that seemed to please him. Nature hates waste. He then began taking care of his own cock. I had managed to sit down on the ground and was watching Smokey lick his cock back into its sheath. Damn I thought to myself that monster had been in me would I ever do something this stupid again I thought to myself? "NO WAY IN HELL. But you know that old saying once a bitch always a bitch its so true LOL hope you enjoy it ALEX if you like it or have comments send to cylon442000@yahoo.com
bestiality/wolf-mate.txt	Date: Mon, 6 Nov 2017 06:50:16 +0000 (UTC) From: beast4ted@yahoo.com Subject: Wolf-Mate The following story is fiction and contains detailed sexual activity between a man and a huge wild canine. If you are disturbed by such adult reading, please read elsewhere. You must be of legal age to remain on this site. Thank you. The rest of you, stay and enjoy the story. Also, i would like to take this time to encourage you to consider making a donation to the nifty archives so they may continue to bring you future reading material. Thank you from the author. Wolf-Mate! I'm driving North up the highway from Redding, California in my classic nineteen sixty-eight white Ford LTD convertible. I'm heading to Mount Shasta where i love to hike on one of the hundreds of trails available to people like me who loves the great outdoors and the great beauty of nature. It is a warm Summer Sunday afternoon. I enjoy my weekends off as a carpenter at a big housing project i work at in the west side of town.I'm in my late twenties and pretty well fit working long hours at my job. I had stopped in town before i left at a good hamburger place i've been going to for several years now. I put my big double cheeseburger and large fries in my backpack to eat later on the hiking trail. On the trail map i have i noticed a short trail that was about a mile long located on the North side of the mountain separated from the other trails by several miles. I parked my car in one of the few spaces next to the trail. I was wearing cargo shorts and a tee-shirt, and hiking boots. I put the backpack on my back and headed up the dirt trail. On Saturdays, i usually go on hikes with my best friend Bob who works with me at the same construction site, but on Sundays he spends that day at home with his family. He has a beautiful female husky, Luna who likes to walk on the hiking trails with Bob and me. About half way up i saw a big flat rock that looked like a good place 2 stop and eat my lunch. I finished my food and put the trash in my pack to throw away later. I started back up the trail when i saw something just up ahead that made me stop dead in my tracks! It was a huge Timber wolf! The animal was a dark gray color on top of his body and a light-gray along his belly. He was quite beautiful really. The wolf stood at an angle so i saw the heavy sheath under him and the huge fur covered balls too. I stood frozen in fear! he was a huge wolf, and i was guessing he weighed every bit of two-hundred pounds. He was a very imposing looking beast! His yellow eyes were fixed on me! I knew not to run. This beast would run right after me like i was his prey and he would be on me in seconds, knocking me to the ground where he would sink his long fangs deep in my throat and that would be the end of me for sure! Then to my shock, the wolf started to walk towards me! I stood still. The wolf came right up to me and sniffed my right hand. I stepped back and slowly walked back down the trail towards my car. I got back to my car fast and when i got in i flipped the switch to make the soft top go up but it was stuck on the metal framing at the left corner. I got in the back seat to try and fix it but the fucking thing was really stuck good! Then all of a sudden i felt the rear of the car give a tremendous bounce! I turned around and sat up and to my horror that same huge wolf was standing on the backseat next to me! Oh shit!! His huge head was just a foot from my face! I felt its warm breath on my face. The wolf didn't growl at me, that was a relief to me. He then put his long nose right up to my face and he started to lick my mouth area concentrating on my lips. He gave me lots of big kisses and he acted like he wanted me to open my mouth so he could stick hid big canine tongue in my mouth like a passionate French kiss! I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue and the beast slapped his big tongue against my own tongue many times. We were sharing human/animal spit! This was just wild! I'm kissing a wild wolf! Damn! Then the wolf tugged at my shorts hard like he was trying to get them off of me. I helped him out and pulled my shorts off of me. He sniffed my big cock and to my surprise, he started to lick my cock! Oh Shit! Don't eat my dick u beast! His tongue felt real good licking my cock like he did. In seconds my dick was hard! And in a few minutes, i had an orgasm and shot my big load of warm cum in the wolf's hungry mouth. That was wild too! Then the wolf wanted 2 climb up on me like he wanted to fuck me so i turned over and i was on my hands and knees at the wolf's mercy. I felt his tongue lick deep in my ass and he licked me nice and clean. Then the the wolf climbed up on my back. I could barely support the weight of this heavy beast. He began to hump on me hard. I knew dogs have a cock-knot on them to help tie the male to the female and it's huge! I didn't want that huge knot in my ass but luckily the wolf didn't get it in my ass at all. in seconds the wolf came to his orgasm and sent his big load of wild canine cum in my poor ass. My ass was sore now! The wold got off me and licked my ass clean and licked his cock clean afterwards. Then suddenly i heard a man's deep voice calling in the near distance, "Wolf! Wolf! Where are u big boy?" The wold heard the man calling him and turned around and jumped out of my car's backseat. I sat there for a few minutes getting my self calmed down and i got my shorts back on fast. I just hoped nobody was around and saw that wild wolf fucking me in the backseat of my car. But all seamed quiet. I got in the front seat and started up the car and drove home. I was thinking of the wild time i had there on the mountain with a wild wolf having hot sex with me! I just couldn't believe it at all! I just wanted to have a nice time hiking on a trail i haven't been on before. Wait until i tell my wild time to my best friend Bob! He really won't believe such a crazy story from me! I hope everybody enjoyed reading my story and i always welcome your comments on it. I respond to ALL comments! Thank You Very Much!!
bestiality/animal-kingdom.txt	Date: Tue, 28 Dec 2010 14:07:44 -0600 From: Del DFWTEXAS <luckysuckers@gmail.com> Subject: The Animal Kingdom The monthly meetings of this group brought twenty four middle aged grown men this time, all of varied professions to the club house which was seven miles off the interstate, in the pine forests of Georgia. The Quonset hut building housed the living quarters and the gym like auditorium. The dogs kennels are set further back on the private property so marked, and hidden from the driveway. The caretakers housing was another half mile off these premises, beyond any bothersome smells. The caretaker was always sure that problem never became one. The Black Labrador dogs were well cared for and had plenty of exercise room. Some of the older dogs were in rotation to be let free for running in the woods. The woods were free range for them. All of them had always returned. The sound of the automobile motors set some of the dogs to barking. The doors opening and closing increased their welcoming noise. They knew the treats were being brought to them and they were eager to show their stamina. They were not nervous animals. They were affectionate and gentle. They were breeding stock, and prize winners. But they loved attention. And they got a lot of it monthly. Mike, the caretaker had already set the sound proofed auditorium temperature to a comfortable level of warmth. And he had opened all the lockers for each of the twenty four men now entering the building, to the delighted howls and whines and barking of the black Labrador dogs situated in the area below the one he was preparing. He had laid out the great flannel sheets, to about the size of a large tent tarp, some forty foot of them on top the exercise mats already there. This added to the comfort cushion the men expected to find. They continued to thank him for his service. He was like family to them and he felt the same way. Much like in a golf course club building, the men chatted and joked as they undressed, whistled and fondled each other. They each dipped into the magic jar of stimulant always passed around and applied it to their assholes. Then they all walked down into the main arena, where several got on their knees and began to suck cocks of the men willing to stand and allow it. That was every man there. They were then in sprawls on the sheets sucking each other helter-skelter. They had become lifetime friends over the years of this special event and some selected others in the city. Mike was simply the best hired man the club membership had ever found. They were able to build the club with his guidance. And Mike had sucked some of their cocks himself. He too, usually got naked with them because he was made to feel welcome in doing it and -- of course he had a large cock on him. The men got down on their hands and knees and began sucking each other in a daisy chain configuration one man over top of the next man who was under the next man, back behind him. Mike was sucking to his hearts content, and it drove the dogs insane in their pens. Mike had a big hairy cock down his throat at the time and could not call out to the dogs. Another man had found Mike's asshole button dry, and applied some of the stimulant to it. Mike was glad he now had that added attraction. He was going to get fully initiated. His mouth was full of cock. His nose covered by a hairy ballsac, and he was being sucked up to his peak and left to soften, then other lips returned. The standing rule was not to come quickly. All the men expected to be edged and to edge the others. Then they were to be left there for... twenty minutes or more... In that slack time they were allowed to hug and kiss one another if they chose. Most of them did. And they could have enjoyment of all the electric sexual tension being generated visually around them, and the auditory stimuli. Having the dogs barking and baying like wolves clearly brought the reality over them all. They were in transition to becoming animals. The tensions blanketed all the creatures there, human and animal. The interconnections grew. The men did growl and howl with out any humor attached. And they licked each others' necks and flanks as they rolled about on the sheet tarps, and regained their positions on all fours so their assholes could be blown on. That heated up the stimulant, but not painfully so. The purpose was to lower their inhibitions. It worked. Soon they were smelling each others' asses where the elixir had been put, but they did not dip their tongues in each others asses, which would have diminished the elixir's odor. That was for a special event yet to begin. They were unified in all they did. There were reasons they all had come to understand. And their rituals always worked for all of them. And so did the visuals which provoked them sexually to long lasting depths of depravity. They would fully join the animal kingdom for a very long afternoon. There were twenty four of them and fifty six eager working dogs. Soon the mixing would begin. When the men put their heads back and howled the dogs did the same. And there was the sound system playing sounds made from previous events. These played continuously as background to the days activities. Orgies were maintained with three week lapse between events use of the facilities and the next one. The animal lovers were having theirs today. It would last to exhaustion. The men were the ones who finally gave up. The dogs never did, they rested, going to the sides of the arena, flopping down, licking their balls and shafts, and watching their brothers manage all the ing sexual desires. They rose, walked back in to the circle, smelled around for the hot assholes of the men and began breeding them again. It was spectacular. Many mouths took on oval shapes at the insertions, which happened after a number of misses by the animal. Soon they were joined again and watching other men being hunched and bred, and the dogs' balls banging the mans. And if a man was sucking him during the breeding, he could, if he chose, lick the dogs balls as well. And he was being serviced in some other way, perhaps a dog was licking his cock and balls at the same time, which they did regularly, opening his mind to all sorts of possible oral connections with who or which ever was closest. Some of them were surprised when they had the chance and sucked a dog. He quickly rewarded them with a batch of dog semen. If they were seen doing this they were sometimes kissed and shared the dogs' loads with their kissers. The dog disconnecting brought another dogs tongue to their ass and he drove them mad by licking it and lapping the man's balls as well, while the dog's cum run out his ass, and the dog ate it. Some times men were doing the same for the dogs. And for each other. It was a monstrous leap to be in the group during this depravity. Having a big dogs cock down your throat up to his gathering knot, while you were being sucked off down to your balls, by another insane man, who was also being fucked, and you could see it happening, was the pinnacle of success. And every man there was in pursuit of that. They assisted each other. One man sucking the dog, intent on getting his load, while yet another licked his balls and all that while another dogs smelled his ass in preparation to breeding him, and then did it, much to his delight. The men could see over and under the dogs milling among them and petted the dogs and held them still for exploration of their shafts sizes and how big their balls were, and by other men wanting to be bred and doing the evaluations. Not all the dogs accepted being handled and some times moved away. It was not unlike anything a human would do. Dogs were drawn to the scent smeared on a man's ass and that is who he would breed if he was not impeded. Some of them men who tired of the punching fucking would sit on their ass and just pet the dogs going past them. Some of the dogs would stand straddling a man's face while he sucked them and was being sucked and licked himself. Cluster sucking were happening all around the arena. Men on all fours were behaving like they imagined dogs would. And they had clear signs to emulate. They too sniffed assholes and licked around them. Some of them had been fucked, some more than once, and the slippery evidence slid down over their balls and their legs, leaving puddles of dog cum on the sheets which the dogs ate. The men joined them but relented if the dog growled at them. Men's assholes were the prize, and the men learned to drop their heads so they were clearly ready to be fucked again. They felt their asshole being smelled and the dogs breathing on it, licking it around and around with big broad tongues... and the men re-grew erections they did not think they could, yet again. And the sounds of men being bred at every turn, reached a cacophony... which reached the dogs ears and the uncontrollable fucking heat consumed them all again. The acts did not stop. They were going on everywhere. A lull did not last. The count was twenty four men and fifty six dogs. The menagerie continued in outrageous bliss, visually overwhelming, physically demanding. Not a man stayed disengaged. They called encouragement to each other, and assisted dogs and men in the joining. Mike had never expected to be in the mix with the men, licking their assholes now like mindless animals turning to get what they wanted from who ever was closest to them, while yet other individuals freely took liberty with their entire beings. There were no rejections of any sexual partner's pursuits. There were no workable excuses. While you engaged one man or dog, or more, five or six also joined in any manner they could. Dogs were tireless in breeding and took short rests before rejoining the orgy. They ate the previous dogs' cum and then mounted the man and bred right on top of what was left beyond their tongue's reach. Mike wondered if there would come a time all the dogs and men were fully engaged. No, there were a few more dogs than men today. And then he had a man's cock stuck down his throat again and he sixty-nined with him, dog smell and all. And the man came as soon as another dog mounted his ass and began breeding him, That had to be the hottest thing Mike had seen all day, the dogs balls began swinging as he punch fucked the man's ass. Mike grabbed the mans hips and swallowed him up to his big balls and stayed there, breathless, as long as he could. The man's ass, when he cum, seized the dog's knot, but his sperm leaked out to Mike's face. He ate some that reached his mouth. Most went on down his neck and behind his head. They were locked together far longer than Mike cared to stay in his under position. He wriggled free while the breeding continued and the man began to cry, because the dog's knot was getting bigger. Mike sat on one hip petting the man and the dog. The knot lasted fifteen minutes, then shrank and the dog, dismounted and walked off. The man's ass released an astonishing amount of dog semen, was turned inside out, but soon popped back in. "My God, man I have been fucked by the pros in the city, including some black men but have NEVER ever had a fuck like that one." "Would you go get that dog's name for me?" And they laughed like they had lost their minds, because they had. He started to stand up, but Mike pulled him down. "No, there's a rule against that..." "You can go to the side of the arena here on your hands and knees, and sit on your sore ass to keep from being bred again, so just don't stopon your way. You can not walk upright to get there. The dogs won't ask. They will be trying. They will be in heat for three four days or longer maybe..." You must be a great fuck. Let me hear you bark." and they laughed again. "Okay?" The man thanked him and went over, on all fours, while two dogs followed along, licking his balls and smelling his ass, until he successfully turned around and sat down on it. He put his arms up on the rim of the arena, leaned back and opened his legs to let the dogs lick his testicles. He waved at Mike who had just had another man put a cock in his mouth and follow him over onto his back as another man began sucking him there, smelling the top mans' ass and sucking Mike again. Soon that man was mounted by a dog and while he was sucking cock the dog bred him again, hung up again and stayed knotted while he tried to finish the blow job he was giving Mike. Another man crawled under him and began a suck. The man blew his load and hollered as he cum. The dog was still far up this man's ass. And he was still there, twenty minutes later. Then they unknotted and the dog left him. He quickly rolled over on his back and another man straddled his face and expected him to give suck. He protested. Mike knew things were winding down with the group. It had lasted almost three hours. There was not a man there that had not been bred at least once, most had been three four times. Mike among those. Some had been so taken with it they stayed on their hands and knees with their heads down, and the dogs bred them again, and again, and the semen ran out their asses in a gush as each dog finished. Fifty six dogs can do a lot of fucking in five hours. Other dogs bred them, with their faces along side theirs as they pumped the men full. Mike watched a cluster of nine of them being fucked and losing their minds. Two managed to lift an off leg and piss into the sheeting while the fucking continued non stop as had happened all afternoon. And the dog smell overwhelmed the auditorium. Mike had never smelled it that strong. He went on all fours to the side of the arena and sat there. He looked and saw the man who had never had a fucking like it before, stagger up and step over it and leave for the bathrooms and showers. The tips for Mike this time exceeded his two weeks pay. He was grateful. Men hugged and groped him, and left in their vans, suvs and cars. It would be quiet here for three weeks. He looked at the calendar and saw the next group scheduled was the bears. Now those men knew how to orgy too. He was going to save up for that. Their last get together there were two hundred ninety men. They tended to be grown men but they had some silly shows pretending to be females and have some talent often not recognized. And just awful music. But Mike liked it when they did relay sucking. Fun to watch, more fun to be in. Those hefty guys were sweet and good hearted and they knew how to suck a golf ball through a garden hose. They enjoyed being naked. It was their way of things when they gathered. And some were hung like race horses. The most difficult event where he needed armed security guards had been for the Fight Club. They lived to fuck over the rules. They had been barred for three years. Now, they had sucked their way back, he guessed. The board of directors enjoyed being sucked and fucked like every body else. Those sex parties took place in the city where no fighting was allowed, just mostly fucking is what he'd heard. author: luckysuckers@gmail.com
bestiality/its-all-about-the-knot.txt	Date: Thu, 29 Aug 2019 01:52:33 +0000 (UTC) From: Mikhail Conrad <mikhailconrad@yahoo.com> Subject: It's All About the Knot This is a story about sex between men and male dogs. If that offends you then leave now. If you are not of legal age to view pornography, then you need to leave too. This story is my intellectual property and may not be posted in any way or used for anything other than personal reading without my express permission. Archive;'It's All About the Knot'{Mikhail Conrad}( dogM anal best )[1!?] IF YOU ENJOY (smile, laugh, contemplate, get horny, get off; you know what enjoyment is) THIS STORY OR OTHER STORIES FROM THIS SITE, YOU CAN MAKE SURE NIFTY KEEPS PROVIDING THEM BY DONATING TO THEM AT http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html It's All About the Knot The most common question I get from guys that find out I get dog fucked is; Does it hurt? The answer to that is; Yes..., it hurts..., exquisitely. I like to look at it as a trade-off. The pain leads to some over-the-top pleasure. The best orgasms of my life have come with my smarting asshole trapped around a big fat cum-pumping dog knot. Getting the knot positioned just right, with the knobby bottom side snug up against the far end of my prostate lump is the key. When the knot lodges firmly up against that gland, the feelings that radiant from it can make me tremble in lust. As the dog ejaculates, and he will..., a lot, the squirts pass through his urethra and bulge the vessel with each shot. The back base of a dog's knot has a place close to the surface that balloons out significantly with each discharge. That's what I want pressing into my prostate. That's why I always want to let the dog turn. Having a dog knot twisting in your ass is a thing you have to experience to really understand. It can be a part of the pain that comes from getting screwed by a canine, especially if the knot is a big one, say eight inches around or more. But it is the only way to get that cum pulsing place on a dog's fuck tool implanted just right for maximum titillation. You'll know when you get it right. I did. Why don't I just answer all the basics from start to finish. I don't want to get into the situational stuff, like how to find a willing dog or how to entice him. There's plenty of that kind of stuff in the stories. The questions I get asked the most after the hurt one and my personal experiences all concern pure mechanics, the step by step of what happens. So let's get started. We'll do a walk-through fuck. The biggest factor will be the dog's knot. It's all about the knot. Ready? First, prep yourself and the space you are going to use. Clean yourself out. A rapidly plunging dog cock encountering a turd can make for a cramping unpleasant odorous fuck as well as a messy ending to a knotting. Pillows, cushions, knee pads, cell phone, video camera, lights, a bottle of water, poppers, lube, towels, all are some of the things you might want to consider. There will be quite a bit of wet sex slop involved. You don't want to do it on the bone white living room carpeting regardless of how thick and cushiony the under-pad is. A vinyl sheet or drop cloth with a washable blanket or quilt spread out on the carpet will make the white off-limit area usable. Make the area comfortable for both you and the dog(s). Then decide about lube. The dog will provide plenty of lube for the fucking by himself. His cock will start spritzing a watery but slick pre-cum almost as soon as his sheath draws back. If you feel like you want a slicker fuck then try using something like J-Lube. It's a powder that readily mixes with water to make a totally inert and safe lube. It's a standard on farms and with vets and way more affordable than small containers of water-based lube. Some of this will be trial and error before you establish your own particulars. Have fun with it. I enjoy all the prep time. It gets me hard going through the steps knowing that I am going to be on the receiving end of an energetic beast fucking pretty soon. As a side note, there is a way to make this all easier. It was years before I found it out, but it works; Have a buddy help you out. Someone to encourage the dog, help line things up, and hold the dog's hind end snug up to you for a smooth knotting can make the whole experience more rhythmic and freer flowing. It was a long time before I found anyone I would even think about sharing bestiality thoughts with, much less talk about the real happenings. Just saying... The next basic step is getting down in a position to get mounted. There are just a couple that work for dogs and their physiology. Every one of them is from behind. You'll occasionally find the oddity of someone that thinks that they can straddle a dog on it's back, but take my word for it, the dog doesn't like it. It's uncomfortable on their spine. Then there are those that want to do it face to face. This is not a very good idea for several reasons. You have the problem of height positioning by having to be on your back without being able to adjust using your hips and legs. You might feel like you have more control this way, and you certainly do, but you've set the stage for an inferior fuck. The biggest drawback is that it is awkward for the dog. The physical dynamics are wrong for him to be able to clutch you firmly. That means he can't get the leverage he needs to deliver the rapid-fire fuck he is built to give. Another big impediment with a face to face/missionary coupling is the psychological one. A dog that is aggressively fucking you, one that wants to throw his knot and tie to you, has a need to dominate you. His testosterone driven urges require it. When you are in a position constantly being able to look at him, he feels uncomfortable. A stare in the animal kingdom is a challenge. If you are looking to get a good forceful vigorous screwing don't vie with the dog. Turn your butt over and present your hole to him the way he wants it. If you want to get fucked BY a dog, you really should get fucked LIKE a dog, and that means ass up. This involves bending at the waist with one exception; Small dogs. If you want to be nailed by your Dachshund, Basset hound, or even Pekingese (Hey, who am I to judge? And Basset hounds do have enticingly huge knots), you will have to do it prone and face down. Use a pillow or cushion if you need a small height adjustment. That's the only way within reason to get your asshole low enough to engage with their cock. With regular size to large dogs the standard position is on your hands and knees. Knees and elbows, or knees and chest are acceptable options. With really large dogs, you might have to have a raised bench or even a table for some of the monsters like Great Danes. Stools or ottomans make for a more relaxed knotting since you can rest your weight on them while you're tied ass to ass. Once you are down and have your ready asshole accessible, you can either keep your legs together or you can spread them. Either way will work, but spreading your legs open makes for a faster and easier knotting. Keeping your legs together is the best way to prevent the dog from plunging deep and forming his knot inside you. If you want a fuck where the dog pounds into your hole with his knot using it like a battering ram, then try it by starting with your legs together. Be warned: This way of getting fucked can be agony for your anus. The dog is going to do its best to plant its knot in you and a dog's best is usually good enough. Knots can engorge to an intimidating size pretty fast. In the contest of knot versus asshole, the knot has a decided advantage. Think about it. Your butthole is already designed to open and close. A dog cock with a burgeoning knot is intended to wrest open a hole and then seal it closed. A resisting hole is most often a losing hole. Don't decide at the last minute to try keeping the knot out by clamping down with your sphincter. That's how tears occur. Be smart and make sure you're committed and know what you're getting into, or in this instance, what's getting into you. If you choose to keep your legs together then you need to position your asshole at canine cock-tip level by using your hips. Stretch out with your hips by leaning forward and you'll lower your ass. Bend tighter at the hips and your ass goes up. Bend even more and it starts to go back down again as your knees bend up under you and your butt lowers to your heels. Easy. What?s the best height? That depends on the dog. You'll probably feel the end of the dog cock and be able to judge its height. It packs a solid punch when it's humping for a hole. I'll get to that in a bit. Now, if you choose to spread your legs apart, you can get your hole at the right height the same way you would as if you kept your legs together, OR... You can spread your knees apart to lower your hole and move them in closer to raise it. I use a combination of both hip angle and knee width to help a thrusting red rocket to find its target. Yep, I'm a legs apart guy. Let's move on. It's time to get some dick. Now you're in place. You look around and glance at the horny dog about to fuck you silly. At this point he has already sniffed out your hole with whatever enticements you used. He's been licking your pucker. You've been moaning in ecstasy. And it's just beginning. The wetness of his saliva magnifies scents to him. As he slobbers over your hole, he isn't just tasting you, he's smelling you, the sexual muskiness of your bunghole, the pheromones wafting from your nutsack, the scent of lust in your sweat, the building tension in your breath. These things are real to him. You have to tear yourself away from the intoxicating sensuous swipes of dog tongue going across your sensitive anal ring. If you want to get fucked right, then you need to turn your head and look at the dog behind you. Make brief casual eye contact. Get his attention and slowly turn your head back looking forward. This isn't pretense. Looking back at a rutting male behind you keys an instinctive urge to 'mount' in canines. And it will most likely get you mounted if the dog hasn't already started on his own. The dog might scramble around, jumping on and off if he's inexperienced. It might take you a good bit of time to get a sexually excited virgin male dog to stay on and hump. Or you could get speared on a wet red slab of dog cock with the first thrust of his hips. However it happens, this is where the real fucking begins. Some dogs get nervous or anxious and need you to help them onto your back. Don't jerk or yank at their forelegs. If they struggle at all then let them go. Play with them some more. Tease them. Remember, an adult male dog with functioning testicles wants to fuck. Just like a male human, he wants to get a nut and like many male humans, he'll fuck anything compatible to get one. He will latch onto you with his forelegs, usually right above your hips. Then he will hip-hump his cock at your ass seeking the warm smoothness of a fuck hole. Most dogs have dew claws so a mounting can involve some aggressive clawing and scratching as the dog clutches you trying to knot you up. Wearing a shirt of some kind can help prevent serious claw slashes here. Some people prep their dog by wrapping his paws in something soft like socks. Most dogs don't like it. The thrill of a fuck can distract them from the irritation, but I think that I get a better fuck out of an unfettered dog. Fuckee's personal choice here, I guess. You might get a few small scratches on your lower legs when you get fucked by a dog. Keeping a dog's nails trimmed can alleviate this inconvenience. He will scramble, prance, and practically slam dance his way into your ass. He'll be pushing with his hind legs against anything his back paws encounter in his frantic haste to impale you on his knot. You'll feel like he's trying to crawl up your ass with his cock leading the way. He's aggressive, hormonal driven. He's not trying to hurt you; he's trying to fuck you. Dogs don't fuck like we do. It's not a matter of in and out to stimulate a swollen dickhead with them. All those nerves you have in your little head are in a different place for dogs. They are on his knot, concentrated around the back curve that feels the clamping of your sphincter. We guys cum from our glans, dogs from their knot. That makes them fuck to bury the knot, not to stroke the cock head. Dog phalluses come in as many shapes and sizes as human ones. There is no easily discernable head on a dog's pecker. Their cocks have a blunt wedge-shaped glans with a nipple-like pointed tip for a urethral opening. That's where the good stuff comes out, the final unloading point for the dog's pre-cum and cum. Most dog cock shafts are thicker at the end than in the middle. There is usually a taper to a bulge. This part of a canine's penis is his prepuce. It is the shaft that the dog uses to penetrate you. In a bit I'll key you in on something I find really fucking hot about this shaft part of a dog's cock. The bulging lump behind the shaft is the bulbus glandis or knot. It can grow into a truly outsized mass. I've seen knots that were the size of a lime all the way up to some as big around as softballs. It is the feel-good center of the fuck for the dog. Always handle a dog's knot with care. It's sensitive. He wants your ass lips wrapped around it. The clench of your knot conquered pucker on this part of his fuck tool is what makes him cum. Behind the knot is the longest and thinnest part of the dog's penis. It is the flexure. It is a long tube of connective tissues that go from the dog's prostate to the knot. Most of this will never go in you, but it is where you will be connected to the dog that just fucked you for the duration of the tie. It is muscle spring loaded. This is the part that the dog actually shoves with when he fucks you. He bucks into you and compresses the muscles around his flexure. At the end of the fuck lunge he tightens his abductor muscles just like you do when you fuck something. That causes the muscles around his penis to elongate a bit and shoves all the rest of the penis in front of it, knot and prepuce, forward. This happens as fast as the dog can operate his hips. You know how fast a dog can run. That's how fast he can fuck. The same hip muscles drive both actions. Now that you know what's going in you, you probably want to know how it goes in. A dog fuck is basically a shoving match. Like I explained, the dog uses his hips and hind legs to shove his cock into you. The dog's cock isn't the same type of hard-on that you get. At first the only thing hard about it is the bone. Yes, I said bone. There is a bone in a dog cock. Don't be surprised. Most mammals have them. Humans are one of the few that don't. It's called the os penis or baculum. It is harder than your most rigid hard-on by a lot. The lack of one has fueled a whole pharmaceutical industry around erectile disfunction in men. Dogs don't have erectile disfunction. Even a fixed dog that hasn't had his balls for years can still fuck. His heart isn't in it, but he can still sling a mean stick. The bone is purely a penetration device. It can deliver a jab while thrusting for your hole that will make you see stars. One dog powered thrust with an os bone landing solidly on one of your nuts will make you puke. That's why I always wear a jockstrap now when I do dog, it keeps my nuts mostly out of the way. Be careful with the thing. You can use a hand to position the dog's pecker to your hole to prevent painful bonings. That helpful friend I talked about earlier can make a big difference at this point too. Now we're making progress. Suddenly it happens. The dog finds his mark. You're impaled with a rampant pre-cum squirting dog dick. Sometimes a dog will slide out and fail to fully penetrate you. He might even jump down from his mount. Don't worry, he'll be right back. The prepuce shaft of a dog's cock is equipped with pressure sensitive nerves. The dog can feel when his cock is inside smooth tissue better than we can. It sets off a cascade of feelings in the dog that makes him want to bury his bone. Your ass is right there, ready and waiting so, you're going to get it. Once the dog does get his pecker securely in you, you go for a ride. The dog starts fucking you like he's possessed. He is. He's possessed by a hormone release caused by stimulation to his prepuce. There are many words to describe how a dog fucks; jackhammer, reciprocating saw, piston, pile driver. However you think of it, it's fast, faster than you can fuck. You will feel the bone stiffened fuck meat as it plows into you. You can feel it many different ways; as the burn shattering pain of a cock too massive for your unready hole, as a gut stabbing punch from one that is extremely long, as a slash of sudden shock having your rectum suddenly stuffed full, or the way every guy always feels it, as a wet rampaging warmth. There will be an ever-present heat the whole time that the dog has his schlong up your ass. He has a body temperature of a bit over 101 F, that's 38 C. It's higher than yours and you can feel it in your ass. The heat radiates in your ass the whole time his member is in you. And it's going to get wet, really wet, sloshy wet, cum oozing wet. If you have enough presence of mind, you can hear fuck slurping sounds coming from your cock pounded asshole as the dog squirts your rectum constantly with his precum. This manic breakneck fucking won't last long so enjoy it. It's all about the knot. All the energy he puts into the fuck is to plant that bulging lump of fuck flesh up in your ass. Now the fuck can go three ways from here; Four if you count bolting away in panic and ending it, but we took the committed route so it's down to three and they are once again all about the knot. It is either swelling up inside your rectum already fucked deep inside you, or it's plucking your fuck shocked hole open over and over as it plunges in and out getting bigger with each thrust, or lastly, it is slamming into your hole seeking to batter its way inside. I've had the bad fortune to try and keep a dog from knotting me at this point because the phone was ringing... I lost. I really did black out from the pain when the dog slam fuck forced his knot past my demolished sphincter. What I advise here is to take the knot. Push out. Back into it. Grind it into your hole. If it is wedged in your crack, then time the humping fucks of the dog and slam your ass back as he drives forward. It might hurt. It might hurt a lot, but it will get you knotted. Me, I try to take the knot before it can be used as a slam shattering torture device. I've had it that way and I prefer the non-victim route. I want to be a prisoner, not a victim. I want to be a conscious hostage to that cum dumping cock, not an injured blacked out victim. I spread for the dog's cock and let him fuck me deep. This puts the knot part of the penis inside as it swells to its full girth. So now we're knotted. The tightness gets tighter. Once the fuck plug gets in you it keeps expanding. Now the dog is getting his nut. He'll most likely start panting heavily now as he orgasms and begins to spew sperm in you. You're now knot locked as the first spurts of real cum start saturating your guts. And there's another feeling too, another type of fullness. Remember your dog cock parts? This feeling is coming from the dog's shaft. It's the thing I find so nut churning hot. The fucking prepuce is engorging along with the knot. The dog's cock is stretching deeper in me. The big piece of meat is lengthening almost another two inches up my ass. That turns a six inch cock into an eight incher and I can feel it elongating and coating my colon with hot dog cum as it slides deeper. If you haven't cum yet, save it. I don't blame you if you crank one out while the dog pile drives you, or if you savagely stroke off a spew when he knots you up, but a better time to get your nut is coming, and once again, it's all about the knot. The fuck/knotting now comes to another splitting of the ways. You can either let your dog turn or you can hold him in place. I?ve had to hold a few dogs in place. The size of their knots had me too afraid to let them turn. I was younger and alarmed by the massive size of the knot stretching my rectal space to extremes. I didn't want my asshole twisted and torn. Barring that I am a turn advocate. If you hold your dog and don't let him turn, then the knotting will go something like this; You can hold the dog with one hand and jack off with the other, or you can choose to not beat your meat and just enjoy the knotting, or you might be one of those lucky fuckers that can cum just from being fuck filled and start shooting off. Whatever you do, the dog will continue to squirt you full of cum. Eventually if you keep him on your back, you will feel a loosening in your ass. It can take anywhere from a few minutes to over an hour to happen. He's finally through cumming in you. His knot will start to deflate. Different knots recede at different rates. It will become small enough to come slopping out of your hole at some point if you don't let the dog go and he pulls it out still swollen instead. It'll come out sloppy wet and you will feel exhaustedly loose in your asshole. Dog cum will run and trickle out of your not so tight asshole. Don't try and clamp your hole down on the cock to keep it all in. Your anal ring is knot shocked and not up to the task and your chute is cum washed anyway. Rest and let your sphincter recover some. That way you don't leave a cum trail when you get up and move. You'll be able to hold it in if there is any left. I'll get to that in a minute. Just don't worry, your asshole will close back up fairly fast. Now what about those of us that let the dog turn? Well, first off, we have to squirm around and let the knot spin a full 180 degrees in our ass. It can happen quickly or with agonizing slowness depending on the size and shape of the knot. Sometimes the sides of a truly wide knot will press your prostate in such a way that cum will dribble out of your piss slit without you having an orgasm. It's nothing to be alarmed about. It just means you have a big wad backed up waiting to blow. At the end of the turn you will find yourself ass to ass with your hole feeling the steady pressure of the knot. The dog might try to pull away, but you can hold onto his back legs to keep him from knot ripping your rectum out through your asshole. Hold the hind legs right below the knee joint for best results. Even if the dog scrambles to break away, you can hold him this way without hurting him. As the dog starts cumming harder, he will most likely settle down and just pull enough to maintain the feel-good pressure around his knot. Yeah..., it is still all about the knot. And how about that knot now? The squirt pulses of dog cum ejaculating through it are now pumping directly against your prostate, massaging it, making it thrum, radiating pleasure from your ass to your balls and even upwards into your cock. Many guys can orgasm by letting themselves become immersed in the raunchy carnal feeling of being bred and the ongoing prostate stimulation. I've had that happen a few times, mostly when I've saved up a load and not gotten off for several days. Otherwise, it is jack-off time. Try and keep your hands off your cock when you feel the throbbing jets of cum washing across your sex gland. I can't. I yank my turgid prick loose from my jock's pouch and stroke-choke it until it bursts, erupting with cum and sending a knot enhanced orgasm exploding outward from my cock in waves of sexual ecstasy. I shudder with each wave and my asshole contracts involuntarily increasing the pressure of the knot on my prostate. The clenching spasms of my anal sphincter enervate the pleasure inducing nerves in the knot and the dog will squirt his wads more strongly. The licentious satisfaction doesn't end with the orgasm. It is still there in the pulses that knead your prostate with every spurt of dog cum that passes over it. The feeling will build up again. It will continue to titillate you until the dog quits cumming. I once was able to jack five orgasms out of my cock while knotted up by a big Rottweiler for more than an hour. Alas, all good things eventually have to end and just like the guys that held their dog from turning, the one you are ass to ass with will have his knot start to shrink. Since you are ass to ass with a steady pull, your dog's knot will be wrenched out of your fuck loose hole. Sometimes this can bring a stab of pain, but it also brings a feeling of release. I usually fall forward face down and wait for my asshole to recover. And now... don't bypass this part, spread your legs. Most dogs have an amazing post-coital habit. Every dog that has ever fucked me to completion has done it. It will end your fuck session the right way. Those of you that held your dog from turning can get in on this part too. Just make sure you spread your legs open some. Let the aroma of your cum oozing ass permeate the room. The dog will be drawn to it. He will slurp up the wet smears and cum leavings with determination. Your hole will benefit from the licks and swipes his tongue makes as he laps up his mess. The soft grainy sweeps of his tongue will soothe your aching asshole and it will speed its complete recovery. And now you've had your dog fuck. Pass out and sleep if you want to. Grab a snack. Stretch the kinks out. Don't bother to get dressed yet. The dog will want to have another go at you in an hour or so. Can you handle it? The End ?????
bestiality/prince-and-princess.txt	Date: Tue, 27 Jul 2004 16:22:33 -0700 (PDT) From: Wendi <sweetwendi2002@yahoo.com> Subject: Prince and Princess 'Prince and Princess' {Wendi} (best M~dog F~dog MM MF anal M^M F^M) [1!1] I'd been more or less alone in my house for over three years, when I thought it was time that I had some companionship. I wasn't sure whether or not I was ready for some human relationship, but I thought that a pet might be nice to have around. My wife and I had cats for many years until she passed away, and I didn't think that I wanted to have a feline in the house reminding me of Holly. I decided to try a dog, and was about to adopt one from the local animal shelter, when, on the spur of the moment, I happened to telephone an old friend of mine who bred German Shepherds. He said that he might have the answer for my search, and told me to take a drive to the kennel. I rode out the following week, and Tommy showed me two of the most beautiful and friendly pups that I had ever seen. They were a one-year-old brother and sister who he was going to put to sleep if he couldn't find someone to buy them. It seems that that the bitch was not of exact show-quality color, and so could not be shown or bred. Just after he was weaned, her brother had a bout with some type of canine virus that had rendered him sterile. He was not impotent, and was of perfect coloration and proportions and could have been shown, but he was totally useless as a stud. Tommy said that because I was an old friend, he would give me the pair free of charge if I wanted them. He asked me if I wanted them spayed and neutered to keep them from humping, but I said absolutely not. I thanked him and went home with Prince and Princess, my two new companions. The pups were a bit boisterous, and liked to romp and play, but they were smart animals, and in no time were completely housebroken. They picked up on commands quite easily, and in a very short time, I had two very obedient and lovable Shepherds. I sleep in a king-size bed and the dogs sleep with me. I am almost always naked in the house, and, of course, I have always slept in the nude. They like to cuddle with me in bed, and the erotic sensation of their warm furry bodies pressed tightly against mine, never fails to give me a raging hard on. One night Princess began to sniff at my prick and then started to lick it. Not to be outdone, Prince began licking my cock and balls, and between the two of them, made me erupt all over myself with a huge fountain of cum. Brother and sister then lapped it all up and licked me clean. My God, what a feeling! This became a nightly ritual. About a month or so later, Princess went into heat for the first time, and Prince couldn't keep his paws off of her. He didn't know quite how to go about it that first time, so I reached between his legs, grabbed his red-hot poker, stroked it a bit, and then guided him up to Princess' steamy cunt. No more help or guidance was necessary, and Prince humped and humped and humped his sister, his knot hanging up in her hole. Sheer physical exhaustion finally let Prince pull free of her, but in a short while they were going at it again. It was almost time for me to get a little fur. Wanting to have Princess in heat and receptive whenever I deemed it necessary, for I knew a bitch was normally receptive only twice a year for a short period and required time to recover. I wanted Prince, though, to be in a more or less constant state of arousal, for he would have to be servicing more than just his sister. I conducted a search of the Internet for some type of canine aphrodisiac that would do the job. Voila! My persistence paid off and I found some herbs and hormones that were readily available at a rather low cost. The herbs could be easily mixed with their food, but the damn hormones needed to be injected subdermally. I had had previous experience with this type of injection, and neither of the pups felt more than a pinprick. All that was left was to wait for the ministrations to have their desired effects. It didn't take long. In about a week, brother and sister were fucking like there was no tomorrow. Neither of them could restrain from sticking their wet noses in my groin and ass and licking them with their long tongues. The dogs followed me everywhere. The time was now right! Staying naked with my two honeys, I pushed Prince aside so that I could familiarize Princess to my touch, and brought my hand up from behind her, and began to finger her cunt. She uttered a soft low growl, almost like a purr, and moved back on my hand. She was dripping wet and ready for action. I commanded Prince to "stay" in the kitchen, while I turned Princess over on her back on the living room carpet. He stayed put, but constantly whined softly; he desperately wanted some of this. I massaged Princess' hole and inserted a couple of fingers into it, moving them slowly in and out. She emitted a mewling sound and moved on my fingers, contracting her muscles around them. Prince's fucking her opened her up quite a bit, although she could really tighten up around anything inserted into her vagina. I went into the bathroom with Princess at my heels, and got out some lubricant and my vibrator that I use regularly in my asshole to bring me to orgasm. Returning to the living room, I again turned Princess on her back. I let her sniff the vibrator, then lubed it up, and inserted in into her pussy. It wasn't very long before I had all six inches of it into her, and then I turned it on! She started a bit at first, but then succumbed to the sensations of the vibrator as I gradually turned it up to high, her belly convulsing, and her cunt making slurping noises around the device. My cock was now rock-hard and dripping precum from all the titillation, so I turned off the vibrator and removed it from my little "girl." After I allowed Princess to get up and smell and lick my raging hard on, I smeared some lube on my dick, came up behind the dog, held onto her fur, and guided my tool into her wet hole. Her pussy was hot and tight, and I slowly started ramrodding her until I was totally inside her. She stood perfectly still as I slowly plunged in and pulled out. I don't know if bitches feel the same sensations as humans do, but I hope that she was enjoying it as much as I was. I was totally absorbed in this new sexual liaison, and I didn't notice that Prince, who could no longer contain himself, came up behind me until I felt his fur against my legs and his red-hot poker probing the crack of my ass. Prince has just the right size dick for my asshole. It's six, maybe seven, inches long, but it's nice and thin, except for the almost Kiwi fruit-size knot it develops. This was his first time fucking me, and he was a little confused, so with one hand, I reached back and guided his cock to my guy-cunt. Once he found my rosebud, he shoved until the tip of his doggy dick parted my sphincter. I strained back on my bowels to make it easier for both of us, and he slid his entire length into my rectum. It hurt like hell, at first, but then pain turned into ecstasy as he humped my ass while I fucked his sister. What an ironic payback: Princess was being a bitch for me while I was being a bitch for Prince, just as I had been for Bingo so long ago. We seesawed back and forth in this lewd deviant sexual bout for I don't know how long. I was sweating like the whore that I was, and both dogs were panting and salivating like I had never before witnessed. I felt Prince really start humping hard, and I knew that he was about to unload; I was right near orgasm myself, and I don't know how much longer I could keep up the frantic pace. Then I felt something hot starting to shoot into me, and that damn dog dumped his wad, and then managed to get that knot of his up my ass. The initial entry hurt excruciatingly, but it made me cum and shoot my entire nut-load into my sweet little bitch. Our threesome collapsed in a heap on the living room floor. Princess was easily able to get up from my now limp dick, but Prince and I were stuck together, his knot still firmly planted beyond my sphincter. I was more than mildly worried about this. This hadn't happened to me with Bingo and I had no idea how long we'd be mated. Luckily, he was obeying my command to "stay." My cell phone was within reach, but I sure as hell didn't want to have to call 911, and have the EMT's find us in such a compromising situation. I'd have been given a summons for animal abuse. I decided to wait, and in about five or ten minutes, I felt his knot start to shrink and my stud lover was finally able to pull out of me. Princess was off to the side licking her cunt and cleaning up my cum that leaked out of her. I got up on my hands and knees and Prince's juices just leaked out of my ass and down my thighs. He must have deposited a quart in me. Coming up behind me, again, he licked my thighs and the crack of my ass clean of his cum, his long hot tongue lapping at my balls and digging into my asshole. I was getting hard again, but I was completely exhausted by our lovemaking. Princess, meanwhile, came over and licked my dick clean. I then turned Prince onto his back and sucked him clean. Would you believe that that randy fucking dog then shot a load down my throat? What a joyous encounter! My rather large backyard is fenced in and I have plenty of tall bushes and hedges to block its view from any of the neighboring houses. I have always adored being naked and outdoors with nature when the weather permits, so naturally I couldn't wait for my furry friends and I to spend some time in the sun together. I bought the same style dog collar for me to wear when I'm outside cavorting with Prince and Princess, and I even eat and drink from the same bowls that they do in order to further cement our camaraderie. I love them dearly, as I assume they do me, and we just have the most amazing sex with one another. In order to be on the same plane as them, I have become quite agile scampering around on all fours. We sniff and lick each other, and I lift my leg when I have to pee, and squat to defecate in the area that I designated as our little sandbox. It didn't take very long at all to train the dogs to use that corner of the yard. Since I cannot bend and contort my body in canine fashion, I am unable to lick my ass afterwards, but both dogs are more than willing to see to my cleanliness. I can just never get enough of Princess' hot tight pussy, and really could spend all my waking hours sucking on Prince's cock, and savoring the different musky taste of his cum. That is, any time he doesn't have it rammed up my ass or up his sister's cunt. Having adopted these two darlings has reaped other rewards, as some of the neighbor children love to come over to walk the dogs, and to romp and play our games with us. But, I'll leave those adventures until later. There is a Forest Preserve District located not to far distant from my house with a good size fishing lake and lots of trees. Way deep inside one heavily wooded area, I discovered a secluded hidden meadow about two acres in size. Between six and eight in the morning, there is never anyone there, or at least not on any day in the two-week period that I cased it out. What a fabulous spot for my "family" and me! The dogs really needed to run more than they were able to do in the backyard. So every morning at five, I packed us some food, water, and any other necessities, put the dogs in the car and drove to our little verdant pasture. I parked the car in an out-of-the-way spot, and I trudged for about a half-mile or so down through the mostly overgrown trail with each dog on a leash. Reaching the clearing, I unleashed the dogs and let them run to their hearts' content. I threw off my clothes, put on my dog collar, and chased with them through the field. The dew was still on the grasses and wild flowers, and it felt wonderfully refreshing against my nakedness. We rolled about, sniffing, nuzzling, and licking one another, and then Prince and Princess bolted off after some rabbits. Luckily, they were still a bit clumsy with absolutely no hunting experience whatsoever, and the rabbits made their getaway. With the cottontails safely gone, Prince turned his attention to his sister and started humping her vigorously. I ran over to the sex arena and reached under Prince and squeezed and massaged his scrotum while he continued to fuck Princess. It must have stimulated him more because he kept up his frantic screwing and panting for what seemed forever. He just kept ramming his thing and pumping into her until his knot disappeared into her cunt. Then they were stuck! As much together as Siamese twins! I laughed until my balls ached. They must have stayed joined for fifteen minutes, each trying to get loose, but to no avail. Once they were apart, and again steady on their feet, I crawled over to Princess, sniffed and nuzzled her muzzle, and then got behind her and sniffed and licked at her rear end and cunt, which was still dripping with her brother's cum. She got the message loud and clear! She stood with her rear legs apart, moved back toward me, and let me shove my rock-hard cock into her well-lubed cunt. She was stretched out just enough, and the warm wet pressure of her pussy surrounding my prick sent shivers of pure delight up and down my spine. Prince sprang into action once he saw my naked ass pointing skyward. That was his cue, and he no longer required any coaxing or guidance from me. With one lunge, he hit the "bull's eye" and plunged his monster cock all the way into my bowels. I hadn't even had the time to relax my asshole, and I cried out in pain. The pain subsided, as usual, in a rather short time, and turned to wondrous bliss. I continued fucking the hell out Princess while Prince treated me as the bitch that I was. I came a gallon inside of Princess while Prince unloaded three or four up my rectum. He again managed to plug me with his knot and we got stuck for an eternity, though I was getting used to it and loving it, now. There was no cell phone nearby this time. What if we couldn't get loose? We could have died out there! Just imagine what the news reports and papers would have to say. Not to worry, though, we eventually got to separate as soon as his knot shrank down. As sore as was my asshole, I crawled over to Prince, turned him on his back, and sucked him clean. Then, being a slutty bitch, I jacked him off until he shot another load. He collapsed, totally exhausted and spent, and slowly licked his cock and balls. Seeing that he was finally tired out, and that he wouldn't be bothering me for sex, my stiff dick and I turned toward Princess. She was lying in the tall grass licking her cunt and butt hole. I approached her on all fours and she uttered a low whine. She was tired but she was in heat. I turned her gently over onto her back, sniffed and licked at her furry twat, and then rubbed and rubbed it. I wanted to fuck her as I would a human, so I got between her hind legs and thrust my guy clit into her vagina and began to pump her. Surprisingly, her furry legs came up and clasped my waist exactly as a man's or woman's does when they're getting fucked in the "normal" position. I was able to feel her fur and nipples against my belly and this further aroused me. I put my head up next to hers and saw her eyes roll while I furiously plunged my hot iron in and out of her hole. I sniffed and licked at her lips and panting mouth. When I opened my mouth, she began to lick inside of it with her long tongue. For several seconds at a time I was able to trap her tongue inside my mouth with my lips and suck on it. My God, that was so sinfully sensual! I couldn't hold myself back any longer, and I must have pumped a bucket of my cum into her canine womb, finally collapsing on top of her, my dick buried deep in her cunt. We had now been frequenting our secret idyll every day for the better part of three weeks, and never had there ever been anyone else there. I did not have sex with the dogs every time we visited, and sometimes I merely frolicked naked with them in the morning dew. We ran and played and had a great time. Sometimes I was even clothed, though usually quite scantily. I was totally free of body hair, as I am now partly due to the hormones I had been taking, and partly because of depilatory creams and careful shaving. Though the female hormones have resulted in me developing rather nice A-cup breasts, and raised my voice an octave, I retained the ability to get a hard on through the use of potent male stimulants. I had never lost the urge to fuck as well as be fucked. My hair was long and flowed down to my shoulder blades, and I had a nice tight bubble butt, legs to die for, a rather nice figure for a male, and an all-over tan. I just adored wearing short sundresses, miniskirts, miniskorts, short shorts, flimsy shirts or blouses with no bra, and no panties. I was always somewhat striking, with or without makeup. And huarache sandals were my favorite summer footwear. Then one Sunday, for some unknown reason (call it "woman's intuition" for lack of something better) I "knew" I should wear some type of clothing. I really preferred to be completely naked, so I opted for a very short orange and red print cotton sundress, a red dog collar and nothing else. We were running through the meadow as usual, totally carefree, when someone called out from the far side. "Hey! Hi!" said the voice. "Didn't expect to see any one out here this early." "Well, we're kind of early birds.. er.. dogs," I yelled back across the field. The voice belonged to a rather strikingly built, handsome blond guy in his mid to late thirties. He was about six feet tall. With him was a slender, willowy, and very pretty blond woman around thirtyish; she was about five ten and had great boobs. They were both dressed in hiking boots, shirts, and shorts. She had the most beautiful large Boxer I had ever seen, on a leash. I was starting to get a hard on just looking at the size of the dog's sheath and balls, and musing as to what he would be like. "My name's Cary, and this is my sister, Cassi," volunteered the guy. "And his name is Dick," said Cassi. "Dick? Why Dick?" I asked, as if I didn't know. "Because he's got quite a big one," replied Cary. "Bend down and take a good look." I could tell he was trying to check me out. My hard on must have not been noticed, at least not by Cary. He thinks I'm a woman. "I can see that," I said, blushing a little. I'm Wendi and theses two lovely darlings are Prince and Princess. They're brother and sister." Prince and Princess were prancing and bounding all around Dick. "I see he's not neutered," said Cassi. "They must fuck a lot. Is she spayed?" "It wasn't necessary," I told her. "Prince is permanently sterile due to some virus he had as a puppy. She keeps her brother busy." "I bet she does," said Cassi, and then we all laughed. "I've never seen anyone out here before but us," said Cary, "but then we usually don't get here until later, and then only on the weekends. How long have you guys been coming here?" "Just about three weeks now," I told him, "but we get here at the crack of dawn. It's really nice to have the whole place to yourself and be able to do what you want." "We feel the same way," he said. "Maybe we'll see you here again." "Yeah, maybe," I said. "Well, we gotta take off," said Cary. "Yeah, bye," said Cassi. "See you guys," I said. "I certainly wouldn't mind seeing that big dick Boxer, Dick," I thought to myself as Cary, Cassi, and Dick disappeared into the underbrush. Just thinking about that super-hung Boxer made my cock stand straight out and lift my dress. I had to have some immediate relief, but I didn't want to just jack off my sissy clitty. I looked around for a couple of minutes to make sure that our newfound friends were gone, and then I called Princess over to me. I lifted up the front of my dress to let her smell my need, and then I knelt down behind her. As usual, she knew what to expect. She stood with her legs spread, and backed up a little when she felt the head of my cock at the entrance to her love pit. Prince had not been fucking his sister yet that morning, so she was going to be a lot tighter. I wasn't disappointed. Her box was indeed tight, and the greater than normal pressure and friction that I usually felt on my cock was exquisite. She whined a bit, as she wasn't used to the additional thickness of my cock at the onset. She got used to it quite fast as I gently probed her throbbing cunt. Moving slowly in and out, I gradually starting pumping faster and harder, and still faster and harder, and then faster and harder, yet. Prince sensed what happening and wanted to get in on the action. I should have tied him off to a tree. I didn't need us getting stuck together at this time. But the back of my dress prevented his cock from zeroing in on my asshole, and confused, he still continued humping. I could feel his boner poking at my backside through the dress, and making a mess. I yelled out, "I'm cumming," for God and everyone else within earshot to hear, as I started to shoot my seed into my lovely Princess. "We hear ya and see ya!" rang out a familiar voice from half way across the meadow. I barely paid attention as I finished unloading my swollen balls into my beautiful little bitch, and then we collapsed on the ground with my still hard dick inside her. Prince started to bark and then he ran off to meet our intruders. It was Cary and Cassi with Dick bounding off ahead them, and toward us. They had apparently hidden in the tall grass, a short distance away, when I had assumed that they had gone down the trail. They spied on us! "Cassi had a feeling that something was strange about you," said Cary. "So we hid down in the grass and watched you through our field glasses. What do you have? A strap on dildo so you can fuck your dog?" Cassi lifted the front of my dress just as Princess pulled off of me, and yelled, "It's no goddam dildo! It's the real thing! This is no woman! It's a he-she!" "Well, I'll be fucked," said Cary. "I've seen lots of pix of she-males, but I've never seen one up close in the flesh. Maybe we can have a little fun with it. Take off your dress so we can see all of you!" I complied and slipped my sole piece of clothing up over my head and off, and then stood there in my nakedness wearing only a dog collar around my neck while the two blond siblings eyed me up. "Hot damn!" said Cary. "You got a decent cock and nuts, kinda small tits, but a nice ass, a pretty good bod and beautiful hair. You're all right, whatever you are." "What are you going to do?" I asked. "Don't know for sure, but I'm thinking," answered Cary. "What do you think, Sis?" "Well, we don't have to worry about the two Shepherds. They're like totally engrossed in playing and humping. We need to talk. You just stand there just like that, Wendi, or whoever!" Cassi told me. "Watch her, Dick!" she commanded their dog. "Don't let her move a muscle." Cary and Cassi went off down the trail to the parking area, and I stood there naked and motionless while Dick eyed me suspiciously. I could see my Prince and Princess doing their own sex thing in the distance, but I had no choice but to stand there in the morning sun. They were back in about fifteen minutes. Cary was carrying a digital movie camera and tripod and Cassi was toting two three-foot square rubberized packs and a couple of compressed air cylinders. "Cassi likes to run Dick on his leash," said Cary, "and she's also going to run you at the same time with a leash attached to your collar, to teach you some discipline, and also to tire you out just a tiny bit, so you won't put up any fuss later." "Here, Wendi," said Cassi. "I want to attach this leash to your collar and then I'll run you and Dick together. I'm a marathon runner, so you might have a little trouble keeping up with me. I usually keep ahead of Dick because he likes to hang back. You're gonna have to keep up, and don't try to run away or I'll have dick chase you down." With that final caution, she yanked on my leash and started running across the field. I never ran so fast in all my life! She had the advantage and hiking boots, while naked me stumbled along as best as I could in my bare feet with Dick loping along on the other side of her. My sissy clitty and scrotum were bouncing up and around and between my legs! Reaching the far end of the meadow, Cassi began to run the perimeter. I thought that I was going to die right then and there. My heart was pounding and my lungs felt as if they were ready to burst. When I felt that I could no longer continue, Cassi brought us back to our starting point. I collapsed on the ground. She gave me some water to drink and poured a gallon jug of it over my head and body. "Are you going to give us any trouble, Wendi?" she asked. "Oh, no!" I gasped. "I promise I'll be good." "You'll do whatever we say?" "Oh, God, yes! Anything! Just no more running! Please!" "Hey! I think we've got it just where we want it, Cary," said Cassi to her brother. "Awesome, Hon! Will it give us any trouble?" "Nope. I believe Wendi will do exactly what we tell her to do." Cary had already inflated the two rubberized packs, which turned out to be two three-quarter-size airbeds each about nine or ten inches thick. He had piled them one atop the other, and was now busily setting up the movie camera. "Now, get up on there, and lie down facing me, Wendi, so I can frame and focus it." I did as I was told. "Good. Now, I'm going to start filming," said Cary, "so listen very carefully to my instructions: Slither around on the mattress seductively and let me see your cock and balls. Now, wet your lips and rub and squeeze your titties. Turn on your hip and elbow and pull your leg up and back so I can get a good shot of your crotch. Super! Turn over on your knees and elbows and spread your legs so I can get a good view of your butt and asshole. Now reach back and spread your cheeks for that exquisite rosebud. Terrific! Now, turn back over on your back, lean on your left elbow, and jack off your clitty with your right hand until you cum all over. Keep jerking yourself until you shoot and don't stop until your sperm has all oozed out. Oh, man, that is sooo hot! Now, scrape off all the cum that squirted on your body with your fingers and lick them clean, leaving a little bit to dribble down your chin. Awesome! I can't believe it! Now for the final bit in this act, bend down on your knees and elbows and lick up all the cum that got on the mattress, turning completely around. Oh, wow, Wendi, honey. You'd make a hell of a porno star! Are you sure you haven't done this before? Anyway, you can take a little break, now, sweetie." He didn't know it, but I had done just about each and every kind of normal, deviant, and perverted sex in my life, and thoroughly enjoyed it all. My cousins even took pictures of me in all kinds of compromising when I was a child with an original Polaroid-Land camera. I wondered what the next act would be. Cassi came over and sat down next to me on the mattress/bed. "You were really great, Wendi," she said to me. "What we have planned for you, now, is to be the centerpiece of a fab foursome in which I'll be one of the participants. Would you like that? You'll start by fucking me, and then Cary will do what he has to do, and then at the same time you'll blow him, and do something that will surprise and delight you." Both Cary and Cassi then removed all their clothes except for their hiking boots and socks. Cary had a lean and muscular body and Cassi had the body of a goddess with the most gorgeous pair of tits. I would have died to have a set like that! You could tell both were natural blondes by their pubes. We would have made quite a sight if anyone else happened upon us: a blond brother and sister naked except for boots and socks, and a brunette shemale naked except for a dog collar and leash. Cassi positioned herself down on the mattress and spread her beautiful legs and lifted her knees. She had me get between them, jacked me until I got hard, then had me put my thick rigid 6-inch tool in her cunt and had me wait for Cary, but all the time she was contracting and relaxing her muscles around it to keep it aroused. Cary framed his shot and focused the camera and started it rolling. The way the mattresses were piled allowed me to be actually kneeling on the grass with my cock in Cassi's cunt. She kept up the muscle massage of my prick while Cary went behind me. I heard panting and felt a wet nose probing the crack of my ass. Now I knew what their delightful surprise was. I was to get the business end of Dick's dick shoved up my ass. But that's all I wanted ever since I first saw that huge sheath and those immense balls. I glanced back and began to have second thoughts. The dog was now fully extended, and he had to be 9 inches long and as thick around as a banana. Cary guided that gargantuan pole to my quivering asshole and Dick knew the rest. He quickly rammed his meat right passed my sphincter with such searing pain that I though I was going to faint. I screamed at the top of my lungs and drove my member hard up into Cassi. "Oh, my God, this is going to be good!" she cried. Dick was humping my ass and the pain alleviated somewhat. At the same time, I could not help myself and I involuntarily started moving in Cassi's pussy. Cary then came in front of me, and facing me, straddled Cassi's body. He grabbed me by my hair, said, "Open wide!" and forced his 10-incher down my gullet. Cary face-fucked me with all his might while Dickie slobbered all over my back and continued to massage my insides with his big magnificent prick. I found myself involuntarily rotating my hips like a slutty bitch and meeting each of the Boxer's inward thrusts with a backward thrust of my own ass. Each time I pulled back away from the dog, I inadvertently speared Cassi as she came up to meet me. I could see that in her throes of passion, she was kneading her brother's nuts, spurring him onward in and out passed my lips. We were like a perpetual motion machine! My lips were starting to bruise from Cary's furiously ramming cock, and I would gag every time its head would get forced down into my throat. Meanwhile, Dickie's dick continued its assault on my asshole. My God, but that dog's cock in my rectum sure felt good. I don't know how he kept it up for so long without blowing his nuts. Meanwhile, Cassi writhe beneath me as my thick sissy clitty plumbed her depths. After what seemed like hours of humping, I finally felt Dick's hot doggie cum being pumped into my bowels, and with one great thrust from that well-hung Boxer, he forced his fist-size knot up my ass. That was the worst, yet most wonderful pain I had ever experienced. I couldn't even scream out since any cries were stifled in my throat by Cary's big love muscle. Cassi did let out a howl, however, as I involuntarily stabbed her cunt with all of my thick six inches and unloaded my juice into her, when I felt her dog plug me up. "Son of a bitch! Oh yeah, that hurts good!" yelled Cassi. "Oh, God!!" She must have squeezed her brother's balls at the same time, because I felt his hunk of manhood flare out in my throat. He stiffened and lunged in hard, cried out, "Oh shit, I'm cumming!" and pumped what seemed like a gallon of his hot liquid into my throat and mouth. I had to double-swallow to keep from choking and to make sure that I didn't waste a drop of that sweet salty cream. His dick came out of my mouth as he collapsed backwards on the air mattress. I fell forward onto Cassi's ample tits, my semi-hard rod still inside her, and Dick and I were as one with my sphincter tightly closed around that huge knot of his. I thought we'd be linked forever. Cary's camera was still recording the whole lascivious episode. It would have been quite comedic if I wasn't in such agonizing pain. I could not get up from and out of Cassi, and Dick couldn't get his thing out of me much as he tried. Cary ran back to their car for a few gallon jugs of water, and poured them on my ass and his dog's cock and balls where we were joined. Many minutes later, Dick's knot finally shrunk enough for him to painfully extricate his prick from my ass, and I was then able to pull out of Cassi. We all rested a bit. Dick was licking his dick clean, and I was able to wash the cum, blood, and shit that were leaking from my hole with some of the water that Cary brought. Talk about a royal enema! Prince and Princess had been totally oblivious to our wild sexual foursome the entire time. They had busied themselves by frolicking in the tall meadow grasses and humping numerous times. Cassi had me call them over. "Here, Prince, here, Princess," I called. "Come to mommy, darlings." Both of my "babies" came running when they heard me. "Now we want to fuck your dogs," said Cassi. We need you to help us get to know them." While Cary staked down Dick and Princess so they wouldn't interfere with us or start fucking each other, Cassi had me bring Prince over to where she was on her hands and knees. I got on my hands and knees and sniffed and licked Prince's muzzle, and then his asshole, nuts, and cock, like I did when I wanted to fuck me. When his seven inches were fully protruded, I stroked it a bit, and brought him right up behind the patiently waiting Cassi. While Cary kept filming, I led Prince up on her back and guided his 7-inch poker into her hot pussy. "Do like you do to 'Mommy' and Princess," I told him, and he did the rest! My little lover easily slipped his 7-inch piece of meat into Cassi's already dilated peter pit. He humped her faster and harder and harder and faster, while she cried, "Oh yes, Prince, baby, do it to me just like Dick does. Fill my belly up with your doggie cum! God, that feels good!" He clasped her very tightly around the waist with his front legs, while he vigorously pummeled her throbbing cunt, his scrotum slapping between her thighs. He was panting hard and his saliva drenched Cassi's back. He pumped her harder and faster with each primal thrust, as he always did when mating with his sister or me. Cassi was furiously gyrating her hips and coming back to meet his every forward lunge. Cassi had just finished crying, "Come on, lover, hit me! I'm gonna cum!" when I saw Prince's muscles tighten, and I knew he was ready to dump his load into her well-worked vagina. With a final few vicious thrusts, he shot in everything he had, and plugged her with his knot. "Omigod! Yes, yes, yes, yes, yesssss!" screamed Cassi, ass my dog finished with his new bitch. He tried to pull out of her, but now they were locked together, from Prince's vain attempt to impregnate Cassi. I had to laugh, now, at their ridiculously hilarious predicament. This sex exhibition in our secluded glen had been going on now for what seemed to be an eternity, and as yet, no one else had intruded on its isolation and tranquility. It only took a few minutes for Prince to shrink sufficiently enough to be able to pull his meat out of Cassi's twat. It was now Cassi's turn at filming, as Cary wanted to get a piece of Princess. I was told to get my pretty little bitch and tie off her bother. Cary had me jack him hard while Cassi recorded every action. I sat cross-legged on the ground directly in front of my little honey and sniffed and licked her muzzle like I always do. I then let her sniff and lick at my crotch and reached back under her belly to massage her cunt and get her ready for Cary. Cary came up behind her, his 10 inches of virile manhood (?) rock-hard and standing straight up. He gently grabbed her under her belly with one hand while he directed his dick into her vagina with the other. She started slightly when she realized that it was neither Prince's or my cock entering her, but she settled down as I whispered to her to calm her, and prepared herself to again be mated, as she had been, so many times already that morning. Cary slipped his dick easily slipped his generous tool up and into Princess' hot cum hole and started his rhythm. He slowly drove his wand in and out of Princess with a look of pure ecstasy on his face. As he picked up speed, Princess responded by arching her back and moving around on him. "That's a good girl, Princess," he said. "Your 'Uncle Cary' thinks you're a real good fuck." I continued to whisper in Princess' ear, and lick at her lips and muzzle. Looking deep in her eyes, I could see that see was actually enjoying all this fucking and attention, as much as any mammal enjoys mating. "Lord, I'm gonna cum!" said Cary as he picked up his fucking pace, "You are really something else, Princess. Awesome!" With that, his lovely body stiffened, and he humped furiously a few times as he grit his teeth and let all that was generated by his love sacks shoot up into my 'baby's' love canal. She responded by sort of screwing backward against him when I assume that she felt his sperm pumping into her. "Oh mother fucker, that was good!" exclaimed Cary, as he and Princess tumbled over on their sides, his erection still firmly planted in her. As soon as he pulled out of her, Cassi came over immediately to lick and Suck her brother's deposit from Princess' pussy, having set her movie camera running on the tripod. She wanted a video of everything! "Because Dick was so nice to accommodate you, Wendi," said Cary, "now you have to do something else he likes!" Cary took Princess and tied her off, and brought up Dick, whose shaft he had been stroking to keep it unsheathe. He had me lie down on my back on the double-stacked air mattresses with my head hanging slightly backward over the edge. He told me to open my mouth, had Dick get up on my chest with his front legs, and guided his spunky cock past my anxiously waiting lips. Dick's cock was pungently tart with the taste of urine and dog juice, but certainly not unpleasant, and I considered myself quite the connoisseur of cum, both human and animal. That God-awful boner of his started rapidly humping my mouth as soon as it got past my lips, and I had to 'deep throat' that dog cock just as Linda Lovelace had to do with all those human dicks in her famous old porn flics. I must admit it was terribly erotic and sensual, so I knew just how Linda must have felt, only better. Every time Dick lunged into my gullet, his huge round black balls hit me in the eyes. I assume they got as big as saucers when I saw the size of his growing knot. It's no wonder that my asshole hurts so much! He was furiously thrusting his whole 8-plus inches in and out of my yawning craw, and that fucking knot was bruising my lips even more than they already were. After I don't know how long, I felt warm juice starting to squirt into my moth and throat and I had to swallow quickly every time he drew out, lest I choke on his deluge. I was so absorbed in sexual pleasure that I was almost totally oblivious as to anything else. I remember whacking my own pole and shooting the wad from my aching balls at about the same time, with a savage mating lunge, Dick somehow managed to get his God-awful knot past my lips and teeth, and lodged in my mouth. To say that I was in a panic was to put it mildly. I thrashed around with the Boxer firmly coupled to my face. I was gagging and could not breathe at all through my mouth. I was barely able to breathe through my nose, and that was all that kept me from suffocating. Cary was 'Johnny-on-the-spot' with more water. He poured it over us, almost drowning me when I ingested some water through my nose, but it made Dick shrink enough to allow himself to yank free of me. He yipped as he did so, and I'm sure he got a toothmark souvenir on his knot and dong. It served him right!!! My whole nightmare had been recorded! After I recovered from my harrowing ordeal, Cary and Cassi had me sit between the dogs while they put on their hiking shirts and shorts, and then made me help them pack up all their possessions and carry them out to their vehicle. They kept me on the leash all the time in case I would try to get away. I was loaded down like a pack animal with all their shit. Cassi tossed my sundress into my car. On the way back to get the dogs, Cassi told me that from now on, I was to meet them at their house at 5 AM every Sunday morning, properly, but casually attired as a woman. I was to attend 6 AM church services with them, and then have a picnic breakfast with them at an even more secluded woods they knew of. I was, of course to bring the dogs, which would be left at their hose while we attended the nearby services. If I refused or neglected to show up without their permission, she said they can easily find out who I really was and where I lived, and then distribute my movie to my neighbors and the media. I told her that there was really no need for that, as I thoroughly enjoyed myself, sex and humiliation notwithstanding. "In any event," said Cassi, "Cary and I always have the video, so see you next Sunday, and don't be late." We untied the dogs, and Cassi held my leash in one hand and Dick's in the other while, as naked as a Jaybird, I held Prince's and Princess' in either of mine. We ducked down the overgrown trail toward the parking area. To my horror, there was another vehicle, an SUV that had just pulled in, from which a family was disembarking. I tried as best as I could to get into my car without my nakedness being observed, but that was impossible with two dogs. Cary and Cassi had already made their getaway. "Look, Mommy," said a little girl's voice. "That lady's got two dogs, and she doesn't have any clothes on, either. And she's got a wee-wee like Daddy, too." "What on earth are you talking about?" said the mommy, finally looking my way. "Oh my God! How disgusting! Bill, look at that thing! Call the police!" By the time Bill regained his composure, I was in the car with the two dogs, started it and got the fucking hell out of there, and fast. Luckily, we were parked where neither of them got a good look at the car or the license plate. While driving the short twenty miles back home, I thought that now I would have something to do on Sunday mornings besides go to church and screw around with my dogs. My lonely and uneventful days were now beginning to fill up. Feel free to e-mail me. Wendi at sweetwendi2002@yahoo.com
bestiality/caring-for-the-kennel.txt	Date: Thu, 08 Feb 2007 22:42:18 -0500 From: keldric@hotmail.com Subject: Caring for the Kennel This story contains detailed descriptions of sexual acts between a male human and male dogs. If this offends you or is illegal in your area, please stop reading now. Otherwise, please read, enjoy, and I welcome any comments and email you would like to send. Is this a true story? What do you think? Caring for the Kennel by Randall keldric@hotmail.com I'm almost there and I'm very excited and extremely horny. I can barely sit still in the seat while driving. I'll have to contain myself for a while once I get there as well and I hope I can do that. Well, I will do that because I have to. Before I go any further, since I have a little distance to drive anyway, let me catch you up so you know why I am so horny and where I'm going. First, a little about me. I grew up as a normal ordinary kid, same as anywhere else. I had hit puberty and had gone masturbation crazy, and along that time I had quite accidentally discovered the joys of a dog's tongue while masturbating. Very shortly thereafter I had discovered the joys of having a dog take you and fuck you till he's tired. I had adopted the dog who had introduced me to these pleasures. Well, maybe he had adopted me. Ok, we adopted each other. Haha In all cases we had been together for several years and several hundred ties since that fateful day. I only had 1 complaint. I was curious what it felt like to be with more than one dog at once. He would tie me for a good long time, but then he needed at least 10 or 15 minutes rest. Also after the 2nd time, he really wanted to rest and sleep for a while. In the beginning once per every 3 or 4 days was more than enough, but as time went on, I started wanting him more and more often till finally I was trying to find time to be with him every single day. Then not long after that I started trying to e with him 2 times per day occasionally. Well, we now arrive at now and I'm not with him every day (can't because of other activities), but I'm almost always with him every other day and often trying out 2 in a row and going through the `cooling down' stage waiting. Well, a close friend of mine had a Kennel and bred large hunting hounds. Many days I would go over to help him and hang out with him, and of course hopefully get an opportunity to maybe `help out' one of the hounds, but the opportunity had never came. But, last week he asked me a favor. His sister (who lives about 300 miles away) is getting married and she wanted him to be there. He immediately thought of me because I'm there so much. He said he planned to leave Friday afternoon so he could get there Friday night. Then he could be there all day Saturday and Sunday, then drive back and get here late Sunday night. He was worried about the dogs though. He had a female just coming into heat and he wanted someone to be around to take care of them all and make sure they didn't get too crazy. He said he knew it would be a bit of an inconvenience, but could I stay at his house from Friday when he left till he got back Sunday. Well, acting like it wasn't the offer of unlimited sex that it was difficult, but I managed and we agreed. He said he'd have the fridge fully stocked for me and he really appreciated it. So, that brings us to today Friday and I'm about 5 minutes away from his house. It is very difficult to sit still now and I think I might be in heat also. Just thinking about the evening's activities gave me such a hard on that I was forcing my zipper up against the steering wheel as I drove. Finally about 6pm I arrived. My friend was back behind his house at the kennel. I grabbed my bag and walked back toward him. When I got there, he said he was a bit concerned. His 2 biggest stud dogs (he had 5) were very anxious. He asked me if I was sure I wanted to stay because they could be hard to deal with like this. I asked him "Are they violent or anything?", and he replied "No, they're not violent at all, they're just so horny that they are single minded and only want to fuck something... the female, each other... a convenient tree stump". I suppressed a twinge of anticipation and said I was sure I could handle it, "When made them so crazy? Did the other female go into heat?", I asked. He smiled and pointing to the lot about them said "Yep, both females. One's in heat and I'll breed her to the big stud Monday. The other is just going into heat and not ready to breed, but still giving off enough scent to get their attention." "Poor fellas", I said kind of nonchalantly. "Poor you", he said, making me a bit nervous that he had some idea about my `plans', but then he continued "you're the one who has to make sure they don't get out. Be careful going in and out the gate and don't let them charge you and break out, okay man?". I looked back and smiled at him, "Hey man, I got it covered. I'll make sure they stay in. What about barking though?". "No problem there. Yell at them if it bothers you, but my closest neighbor is about 2 miles away through the woods. They won't be disturbing anyone else. You got my Cell number, right?". "Sure man, and speaking of that, you better get out of here if you plan to get there before midnight". "True, You sure you don't mind watching them for me?", "No, I don't mind, really. I mean it is your sister and I've been around dogs all my life. I can handle them for a couple of days I'm sure." "Ok. I'm outta here then. The house is open. Call me if you need anything. Feed them every morning and every night and just try to keep them from eating the fence down. Ok?". "You got it my friend. Take care". "Bye" And with that he started off toward his car. In a few moments he was driving out of sight around the curve of the driveway. I looked back toward the dogs. Every one of the males seemed to be sniffing the air and sporting half hard cocks with the outline of their knot clearly visible through their sheath. He always referred to Duke as the big one, mainly because Duke was about 4 inches taller at the shoulder than any of the others. I always secretly referred to Rock as the big one. Rock was about 6 inches shorter than Duke at the shoulder, but even now with him being only half erect and still in the sheath, it looked like he was carrying around an orange inside his belly. I decided to go ahead and give them their evening feeding. I was truly looking forward to having fun, but feeding them first will both get that out of the way and it'll give take them another 45 min or so to eat... plenty of time to make sure Ray will not remember something, turn around, and catch me in the act. I went inside and started mixing the different foods Ray had for them with water. Soon I was carrying 2 large buckets of food out to the kennel. Ray kept their bowls against the fence so it was possible to feed them without actually going into the kennel, and I did that, admiring them as they ate. As they were finishing, I carried the empty food buckets inside. It was starting to get dark out. It was late fall, and though the weather was quite warm and pleasant still, the days were certainly growing shorter. I got inside, closed the food, and decided I could not wait any longer. I removed my clothes and put on an old shirt I had brought with me. The shirt was fairly thick and would both keep me warm should the night air get chilly and would offer me some protection from their dew claws. Normally I went shirtless, but these were unfamiliar dogs, probably a bit aggressive since 2 bitches in heat were nearby, and I was used to 1 and there were 5. I loved to tease myself when possible by holding myself out as long as possible. I found the longer I could make myself wait, the hornier I got and the harder and more intense was the experience. But, I could not wait another second. I picked up the buckets, grabbed a handful of their food, and walked out the back door and back to the kennel. 2 of the 5 met me at the gate sniffing and leaping up, hoping I would let them out I'm sure. The other 3 were at the other side of the fence trying to get their noses and bodies as close to the females as they could. I tossed another handful of food over their heads into the lot and the 2 at the gate turned to get it. As soon as they did I opened the gate, went in, and closed it securely behind me. Immediately they all gathered around me, sniffing. I've never had so many cold noses touching me around the groin and ass in my life. Each touch was a slight cold chill, and due to my horniness, a quiver which went up and down my spine. No doubt smelling the precum already on my cock from anticipation, one of them licked my cock. My body tensed for a moment with ecstasy. Another hopped up on me and grabbed my leg, humping it. I felt just a small amount of fear to have this many large dogs around me, but even that was quickly washed away by the warm slightly rough tongue that was pushed between the cheeks of my ass. I could not wait any longer and dropped down to my hands and knees, turning the buckets upside down and pulling them under me to rest my chest and head on. Before I even got completely down I felt at least 2 if not 3 tongues forcing my cheeks apart and invading my longing ass. I arched my back and spread my cheeks for them and felt so many tongues darting in and around every private area I had that I almost came then and there. I purposefully refrained from touching myself at all and tried to hold back. In a moment the licking stopped. I felt the familiar furry weight on my back I was craving, but then 2 of the dogs began growling, followed by a third. I looked around to see Duke on my back just standing still snarling at Rock, with Rowdy looking from the side to see who would win. I knew that Ray breeds one male to a female at any one time so this is probably the first time any one of them actually mounted anything in the presence of the others and apparently there was some question between them of who goes first. I first felt some fear. If they get into an all out fight with me in the middle I could be in for some pain. Also I'll have the horrible job of explaining to Ray why 2 or 3 of his dogs are injured. Lastly, but most importantly to my lower extremities currently, fighting and fucking are not a good mix. Duke hopped off me and snapped at Rock, who took a step back and snarled, then slowly walked a few steps back. Fortunately it would seem there was an order of dominance established already, I suppose for food and such, which seemed to be carrying through. After a quick growl at Rowdy, who lowered his head and walked away, Duke turned, sniffed, licked me a couple of times, and mounted me again. This time I felt the familiar jabbing of a warm cock on my ass, but he was far too high. I realized I had squatted just a bit during the growling and raised myself up high for him. I felt the hot end of his cock sliding between my cheeks looking for its target and I felt the hot spraying of precum. After a few more pokes, I felt him hit his target. Immediately he shoved himself forward hard, pushing the whole length of his cock into my waiting and horny ass. I pushed back against him, arching my ass up into the air to let him have as much access to me as possible. He practically hopped on my back using his weight to drive himself deeper and deeper. "Damn, he's horny as hell", I thought to myself as I felt his cock jackhammering deeper and deeper. Almost immediately I felt his knot growing inside me and I pushed back against him even harder, trying to make sure he was as deeply embedded into me as possible. I felt him jerking himself back till the knot almost came out of me, then shoving himself back deeply inside. By the fourth time he pulled back I could feel his knot had grown big enough that we were locked together. My cock was so hard and I wanted to cum, needed to cum, but I was trying to hold back. His movements became slower and slower as I felt his knot continue to grow till it completely filled me. I relaxed on the buckets, enjoying the feeling of his cock spurting into me and growing a bit longer with each hot spurt of precum. Soon I felt the tip of his cock push through my inner rectum muscles and start to spray deeply into me. He stopped moving and just laid there on my back, spraying and expanding and stretching my ass to fit his cock. I could hold it no longer and I began to spurt jet after jet of my cum onto the ground between my knees. As I was cumming, I felt him step off my back and felt his hind leg rake across my ass as he turned. The feeling of his knot spinning around in me as he turned was both slightly painful and wonderfully erotic. I tightened my muscled in reflex, but there was no way he was coming out. He felt so good that I could feel my cock growing hard again. I also felt his small spurts of precum turn to longer harder spurts of cum. I could feel him filling me with hot seed. I could feel each hot jet hit me deep inside. I then felt something unexpectedly erotic. I felt a tongue licking my ass and my balls where his cum and precum had ran out of me and down. I turned my head and looked and in the fading evening light I could see Rowdy licking me. Apparently Duke didn't share my enjoyment of the feeling as he turned and snapped at Rowdy, sending him in a quick retreat. When he snapped he jerked a little, sending a sharp slight pain up my spine and a small wave of cum/precum running down my leg. I reached back and held myself with my hand till he stopped pulling so hard, then relaxed on the buckets again, just enjoying the pulsing and spurting of his cock. Quite unexpectedly I felt his cock start to deflate. I then understood why he had snapped at Rowdy (and probably why Rowdy had did it). In a moment I felt his knot, mostly deflated, slide from my ass. I tried to hold his cum inside me, and was successful with most of it. I didn't have long to wait though. Very quickly I felt a furry weight on my back and felt another hot cock looking for my mark. Quite soon he found it and slid about 2 inches into me. He quickly changed his movement from the prodding of the search to the dropped hips thrusting of an impassioned animal driving his cock deep into me. Within 3 thrusts I felt his knot slide into my ass. As he continued to thrust I felt it pop out and back in a few times, but quite quickly it popped inside and stayed. Soon it was blissfully too large to pop out again and we were tied. He kept his thrusting up, growing ever bigger inside me and forcing my ass to accommodate his shape and size. In only a few seconds I felt his thrusts slow, then stop, then just the feeling of his cock spurting into me and growing ever bigger. In seconds the tip of his shaft had also invaded my inner rectum and was adding to my already sizeable and hot pool of cum. I then felt him step off me and start to turn. He turned about halfway and stopped, facing at a 90 degree from me and his left foot on my lower back. I just waited for him to keep going, but he didn't. Part of me was thinking it was strange, but most of me was thinking how good it felt and really didn't care if he turned upside down so long as we were both feeling so good. I then felt him spurting hard and realized he had just started cumming. As he started spurting harder, he humped me a few times, his leg scratching my lower back lightly. I know it was just something that happened, but it almost felt like a lover who was teasing you as they fucked you. It was very erotic. My ass stretched to accommodate his knot and his cum. It felt so very good to have his large hot knot imbedded deeply inside me. I could feel my cock grow harder and harder with every spurt. I felt myself growing closer and closer, but at the last moment he finished turning, pulling me a bit as he did. I moved backward a bit to accommodate him, somehow having the presence of mind to pull my buckets with me. After about 3 steps he apparently was satisfied and just stood still and pumped me full of cum. It didn't take long for his pulsing and spurting to push me back toward my orgasm, and in just a few moments I felt the wave of passion run through me and began spurting my load again. Soon I had finished and just settled myself down to let him finish with me. I had thought 2 times might be enough after I came, but by the time he finally finished with me and I felt his knot shrinking I had grown quite hard again. It was amazing the way they could always make me so hard and push me over the edge. It was now quite dark outside. It was a warm night, but no moon and so cloudy that there were no stars out. I felt a slight pain as Rowdy jerked his cock free of my ass slightly before it or I were ready, and I felt the hot cum run down my thigh, but quickly I felt a tongue licking my ass and cleaning it well. I turned to see which dog was behind me, but found it was too dark to even see that so I just laid my head back down and enjoyed the treatment. I felt the familiar furry weight of being mounted. I felt his cock slide into me and felt him tying me, his knot being pushed deep and swelling. He pushed himself deep, making sure his knot would swell well and it surely did, soon filling my ass completely. My ass was just a bit sore, but this was the 3rd dog in a row so I expected that. Soon I felt his hot cum being mixed with the already large load I had inside me. I wasn't quite sure which dog this was as I couldn't see him, but his cock was not quite as big as the others. It was more than big enough to fill me and I was certainly hard and hot, but it was just a little smaller than the others. He hopped of me and turned, starting to spurt harder and I soon was too lost in the bliss of it to care which he was. What he lost in size he made up for in quantity. Maybe it was because it was my 3rd of the night, but it felt like he came for 30 minutes inside me. He just kept cumming and cumming, filling me fuller and fuller. I could feel some of it leaking around his knot and running down my legs and dripping from my ballsack. I reached back, slowly stroking my cock and enjoying the treatment. Finally I shot my load and relaxed. Almost on queue I felt his knot shrinking. I reached back to hold him inside me as long as possible. In only a few seconds I could hold him no longer and felt his small cock slip from my ass. Immediately I felt tongues lapping at me ass and my fingers. I wasn't sure how many, but I knew it felt too good to waste so I put my hand back under my head and relaxed, letting them lick till they were satisfied. Again they didn't lick me nearly as long as I was used to, but almost immediately one mounted me and began prodding me with his cock. I tried to move myself a bit, but before I could get myself lined up with him, he had hopped off and was licking me again. I felt one of them mount me while another was still licking me. It was truly an interesting feeling to feel a tongue licking your ass and a cock prodding you at the same time... Whichever one that had mounted me this time had very good aim and within 2 prodding searched, his cock found my ass and started snaking itself into it. I felt him shove his hips against my ass hard, driving himself in and heard the whining complaints of another dog, probably whichever one that had been licking me. His hot cock quickly went deeper and deeper into me. He was obviously in a frenzy. He pushed his cock into me so deeply and so quickly I never even felt his knot. I only felt it for the first time as it was swelling inside me. It had grown large quite fast and was already occupying all the room in my ass and looking for more. I felt my ass stretch inside trying to make room, but it kept growing and growing. I decided this must be Rock. He certainly did have a large cock. By the time he finished swelling in me it almost hurt. I'm not sure whether it was his size of the fact I was being given my fourth tie in a row nonstop, but I was feeling a mixture of "Oh hell yes don't stop" and "Ow! I'm not that big". Finally I felt him stop humping me and lay on my back. His cock continued swelling, making his seal in my ass tighter and tighter. It slowly began to hurt less and feel good more. I had a slight burning inside, but mostly I just had the pleasure of feeling his knot pulse in time with his heartbeat. He gave me no warning, He just hopped up and in one motion turned his body, spinning about a foot of my lower intestines (or so it felt). For a while I just rested there dealing with the sudden pain and discomfort he had given me, but eventually as his huge knot finished it's turn, the pain began to subside and the pleasure began to wash through me. The tightness of his knot amazed me. I had been tied many times and it always felt good. I had been tied by dogs with quite huge knots. He was certainly comparable in size to any, and ever so slightly too big considering I had just been tied 3 times already and was a bit swollen and sore already, but the exoticness and sensuality and dirtiness of it... being in the kennel... being fucked by all the horny studs... it was certainly a turn on and was surely taking me past the pain and into a land all my own. Every heartbeat of him pulsed through his cock and into my body. Every delicious hot spurt of cum hit me inside pushing me further and further toward oblivion and adding more and more to the lake which was formed and growing inside me. I wondered just how far all this dog sperm had swam into me. The thought turned me on even more. I felt the weight of another dog hopping on me, humping the back of my head and neck. I raised my head and let him find my mouth with his cock. As soon as he felt the warm opening of my lips, he shoved his cock deeply into my mouth, momentarily gagging me with his bone striking the back of my throat. I pushed him out of my mouth and recovered. In a moment he hopped on me again. Again I opened my mouth and let his cock inside. This time I held him back slightly till he started to swell, then let him slide in. I knew I could push him out if he started to swell too far. It was so erotic feeling his knot sliding quickly back and forth on my tongue, growing larger and larger. This was one of the smaller cock dogs, but certainly still a mouthful. I let him keep going, spurting his precum down my throat. My mind raced thinking about how I must look. Nude in a kennel surrounded by horny dogs just dying to take a turn at me, and me with a spurting hot doggie cock in both ends trying to meet in the middle. I was brought back to my senses slightly by the feeling of his shaft growing and forcing its way down my throat. I opened my mouth wide and pushed him. He pushed himself harder into my mouth, his paws around my head and throat. I felt his knot swell even bigger and I started to panic. I grabbed his cock with both hands and pushed it, scraping it with my teeth as I just got it out. I heard a slight yelp from him and realized I probably hurt him a little, but I knew I did not actual harm. Probably just an unpleasant feeling. I had a slightly unpleasant feeling too as my jaw ached from opening so far. I decided to try to find him and give him some special treatment later to make up for the rough treatment just now. My body was still on a high from that scene and my ass was pulling my mind back to its little nest it had made just this side of ecstasy. My cock was very hard and I knew I was close, when I felt him start to shrink. I reached back and grabbed my aching cock to stroke myself but his cock shrank and pulled free of me before I got the satisfaction I wanted so desperately. I was truly desperate. I needed to cum again. Another one of them jumped on my head, thrusting his cock against the side of my face. I was far too horny to stop anything now so I turned my head toward him and let his cock slip between my lips. I had to reach up from my aching cock to keep him from shoving his knot in my mouth like the last one did. As he was humping my mouth, I felt another dog mount me. Eagerly I pushed my ass up and back toward him. I was sore and hurting a bit, but I was truly in heat and needed him worse than I could have imagined. Ecstatically, I felt his burning cock touch my ass. I could see in my mind how I must have looked. On my hands and knees, desperate for a cock in me, with one hot cock in my mouth, and desperately trying to help another cock go into my aching burning ass. Only very few times in my life have I been so hot, so desperate for a release, so in need of anything to drive me past the edge, that no matter what happened it didn't matter so long as the pleasure continued. He kept humping my back, hitting me just above my ass, making me crazy. The cock in my mouth had swollen, beating my lips with the knot and squirting his boiling precum down my throat. I felt him hop off of me, pulling his cock from my mouth. My cock was throbbing. Mt balls felt like 2 swollen balloons. My ass needed a cock. This dog continued to tease me for a few more strokes, then hopped off me. I stayed there in the dark waiting. It must have been a cloudy night as I could see nothing, I could only hear them walking around. Suddenly I felt a tongue go in my ass licking me. The electricity of that was intense. I reached back with both hands and pulled my ass wide to let him lick deeper. Every inch of his tongue felt so good. My ass we sore and burning, but I was aching from deep in me for more. Then the licking stopped for a moment. Again I waited, every second like an eternity, for the next lick or mount. I reached back and slowly stroked my cock. The head was wet with precum. I felt another one on my head again. I opened my mouth to enjoy him, then regretted it as I had to put down one hand to steady myself and use another to keep his knot out of my mouth. Suddenly another mounted me, hitting my open waiting ass perfectly with the first thrust, driving me forward. I reached down with both hands to keep from falling. This was a mistake. I did catch myself, but I went forward far enough that the entire dog's cock and a portion of his sheath went in my mouth and down my throat. When he felt his cock go in, he drove forward even more, shoving as hard as he could and pinning my head flat down against the bucket. I tried to get him out, tried to turn my head, reached up and tried to push him off or out of me with my hand, but it was quite useless. I was also being pounded forward by the cock now deep in my ass. It was like I was a tool in some powerful game of reverse tug-of-war. Also the cock in my ass was rubbing hard against my prostate as it swelled. I was feeling the knot swelling in my mouth and erotic as this was I was starting to panic. In some superhuman feat of strength I was somehow able to push him hard enough to get his knot out of my mouth and grab it. I now relaxed. I had a cock in my mouth, knot safely in hand, and another cock buried so deep in my ass that I could feel it somewhere just behind my belly button. Finally the cock in my hand reached full size. It was just against my throat spurting, the knot in my hand pushing against my lips and pulsing. The knot in my ass however was not full size yet. I felt it growing bigger and bigger. I was already sore from taking more dog knots in a row than I ever had before, but at the same time now that my panic was over, the adrenaline had only made me more excited. I waited for him to reach full size, trying to relax myself as much as possible to accommodate him. It felt like someone had put a basketball into my ass and was still trying to pump it up. The combination of pain and pleasure was astounding, and his body heat and precum spurting only added to the scene. More and more it swelled in my poor ass. There seemed to be no end to it. If I could not feel the short fur I would have sworn I was being fucked by an oversize St Bernard. Finally, just after I had decided I was on my way to the doctor to be sewn back together, he finally reached his full mammoth proportion. I reached back and was astounded. His knot was pushing my ass outward from my body about 3 inches. I could also feel his shaft going further and further into my bowels. His knot was fully swelled. And FIRMLY in place, but his shaft was still pushing itself deeper and deeper into me. I then felt a thick taste in my mouth. The dog I had been holding in my mouth was starting to cum. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and found that somehow I was able to get his knot into my mouth. I pushed it in, sliding his cock down my throat, and relaxed, locking it between the roof of my mouth and my tongue. I could feel him cumming deep in my throat. I just relaxed and let him cum. I could feel the cum going through his cock, past my tongue, down the shaft in my throat, and filling my throat making me swallow every 2 or 3 seconds. I decided to see how long I could do this. I felt the beast on my back hop off me. He turned to a 90 degree angle with me, but his knot was not spinning in me at all. It was definitely tied into me very well. He was so tight that we were almost one flesh. The trying to turn did hurt a bit, but not much. As he stood there pulsing into me, filling my lower half full, I felt his knot somehow move just a bit. Each pulse moved it maybe a millimeter around. I have no words to describe the intensity of the feeling. It was painful, but mostly just an intense indescribable feeling. I felt `throb' (his heartbeat I think), squirt deep in me, very minute spin, repeat. We continued this for a while, driving me closer and closer to orgasm. I did occasionally have to take the cock from my mouth to relax, but then as soon as I could putting it back and just holding still, feeling them both in me. Suddenly the huge ball in my ass broke loose and did a quarter or half spin, finding a better direction and suddenly stopping and lodging into place. Immediately the slamming/pressing/bouncing sensation pushed the cum from me. I think I came so hard I made a hole in the ground between my legs. I could feel his hot cum spurting into me gallon by gallon, or so it felt. I could feel the cum squirting into my throat. And I could feel the cum squirting from my cock in spurt after spurt. Finally I finished cumming, having spurted in unison with them both for a blissfully long time. I extracted the cock from my mouth, letting my aching jaw rest. I heard him give me a rather derogatory whine as he walked away. Almost immediately I felt myself building to another orgasm. I had just came so hard I felt dehydrated but I was about to cum again. Then I started. I felt myself tensing and squirting and tensing and squirting. Finally this one subsided. I just relaxed, completely drained, but still feeling the cum being dumped into my ass. My poor ass. I was burning and stretched far beyond measure. Even though I was done, it was still slightly erotic feeling him cumming into me. With all that had happened I was totally spent physically, mentally, emotionally, and sexually. I laid my head down and just tried to be still, knowing nothing short of cutting me in half would remove this cock before the dog was completely spent. As I lay there in the quiet dark night, a warm breeze blowing, I fell asleep/passed out. I never felt the monster in me start to shrink. I never felt it come out. I assume it might have been because his gargantuan size pushed the blood from the region and much of my ass went numb. I also have no idea how long I slept. I remember feeling someone trying to wake me up, shaking me. I remember being so very tired I just tried to ignore them. I know they didn't give up and I finally woke enough to tell them to stop when I realized I was being mounted again and the shaking was from a pair of strong doggie forepaws holding me solidly around the waist. I also felt the final stages of a dog knot lodging itself in my poor abused ass. I quickly reached back to pull him out, but it was far too late. I was tied again, and the cock going in me and swelling had certainly brought back the feeling in my ass. At this point having the feeling return was not a good thing. I was swollen, raw, and being again stretched. Knowing I could not possible get him out, I reached back to play with my cock, hoping I could give myself enough good feelings to distract me from the pain. I stroked myself as he continued to fuck me. I mercifully felt his knot imbed itself inside me and stop swelling. I felt his shaft again open the very familiar path into my belly. I was just glad this dog had a normal size hound cock and not the monster I had just had. I noticed I could see a little. The sun was rising. Doing a little quick reasoning I knew that this was dog 6, but 6 dogs weren't enough to last 7 hours. I wondered if they had slept also or if (more likely) they had continued to take turns as I slept and I had been too tired and too numb to notice. That also meant that if they last about the same 45 minutes in me that they last in a bitch... hmmm... I'm probably much further along than tie number 6 right now. I also noticed that the puddle that had started between my knees was all the way up to my hands. Suddenly all thought left me as I felt him hop off me and turn, spinning his knot. In a few moments, he had spun, turning his ass against mine, and in moments I felt him adding to the gallons of cum already in me. I pulled the buckets from under myself, audibly cursing myself for falling asleep on them, but then finding I was weak enough that supporting myself on my hands and knees was quite difficult. I managed to get a hold of one of them and put it back, relaxing my chest on it. Despite myself I felt my cock growing hard again. As it grew harder and harder, I began stroking myself. My cock was actually sore from cumming so much, but the cock in my ass was still pushing me again toward cumming. After cumming so often I would not have thought this possible, but I went with the flow. After a while I finally came, feeling both release and painful soreness from the experience. Finally I felt him start to shrink and in a moment I felt him extract his still too large cock from my ass. In seconds I felt yet another dog mount me. I immediately rolled from the bucket onto the ground. He still held me and poked at me, but with me laying down all he managed was to poke my higher buttock and wet it a bit with precum. Very soon he let go and walked away. I laid there for a few moments, then somehow managed to get up. 2 of them hopped on me, knocking me backward on the ground, making a rather noisy slap/splash as my ass landed squarely in the puddle of human/dog cum that we had been making all night. I yelled at them and they retreated, which let me get up again. I looked around and most of them were content to just sit and watch me now. (Another clue that I was probably tied so often last night that they were also too tired to really care). I managed to get out of the fence and back to the house, leaving a river of dog cum the whole way. I stood outside letting it run out of me till it finally subsided. I then went in and straight to the bathroom where I took a seat and let the remaining cum run out of me. Finally, being totally exhausted, I got up, put 2 towels under me in case more was to come out, and lay down. I think I was asleep before I was completely lying down.
bestiality/nifty-encounter.txt	Date: Fri, 4 Apr 2014 20:31:30 -0700 (PDT) From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com> Subject: Nifty Encounter Adults & dogs, child with man, incest. It has it all so now you've been warned. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html NIFTY CAN USE YOUR HELP SO PLEASE HELP ~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~ "I really like your stories." It was a pretty typical opening in the emails I got in response to the stories I wrote and posted at Nifty.org. "I especially like the dog stories. I've had a fascination with dog sex since I was 13. Anyway I just wanted to say thanks and I hope you keep writing hot stories." In all the years I have been writing I always answer email, even those few that are highly critical or offer suggestions as to where a story should go... In their not so humble opinion. "I'm glad you like it," I wrote back, "and that it resonated for you. If you want to share your experiences, ask questions or just chat please feel free to respond. Thanx for writing, Hugs, Tag_m." That was a pretty typical response to such emails. I found his next response in my email that night. Basically he was thrilled and surprised that I wrote back and he would love to correspond. He shared briefly that he had sucked and gotten fucked by a dog his first time at age 13 and loved it from the get go. I shared some of my similar experiences and we went back and forth for a few days. He finally commented that he wished we could chat in person, not an uncommon comment or wish with people that email me more than 2 or 3 times. I agreed with him. He further commented that he had moved to the area he was living in about 6 months prior and didn't know anyone and of course you can't just put that in your everyday personals section. "Wanted, to get fucked by a dog." I laughed in my response then asked where in general in the country had he moved to. He told me and I responded back that I too lived in that general area. After 3 more emails back and forth, each being a little cagey and not wanting to admit everything we discovered that we lived 2-3 hours apart and after another few emails he took the risk of sharing the exact city-slash- towns where he lived and I reciprocated. I tended to go to his more rural town from time to time on business, and told him so; much to his excitement. Now, in all the years and emails, I've had tons people say they lived within a 1000 miles of the general area where I lived and of course we each always said, "Well if you're ever in the area..." but of course that had never happened. I had never corresponded with anyone so close in proximity. All that being said and done, I agreed to meet him to "chat". I was sitting at an outdoor table at a local coffee shop wearing what I had said I would for identification when he approached the table. About 30 years old, maybe 5'10 he had dark brown hair worn a little long. He had nice blue eyes as a focal point on a cute face, for a man, a slender body and an open smile. "Tague," he asked as he approached. I nodded my head and extended my hand. "Steve," he said adding "You look pretty much like your picture" as he sat down. Steve had a pleasant voice, not overly deep or high pitched. All in all he made a presentable package and of course I was curious as to what the rest of the package looked like but that hadn't been broached even remotely in our emails. We were there to chat; or at least I was and assumed he was as well. He got up to get a cup of coffee and I admired a narrow and nicely shaped butt as he walked away from me. Less than 5 minutes later he was back. "So you've been with dogs before," he whispered although we had some pretty well established privacy. "Yeah as teen and some as an adult but nothing in the past 8 years of so. How about you?" "Like I said, I got hooked as a teen. I love sucking dog cock and I love getting fucked by a big male dog. Interestingly I'm not turned on by getting fucked by a man or boy although I've done it and still might on a rare occasion. I'm pretty much hetero-besto, my own term. How about you?" "Pretty much the same on the dog front. I loved sucking dog cock, have chewed on a little bit of dog pussy but not fucked a female dog. I definitely love having a big dog plow my ass. There's nothing like getting fucked by a dog. I'm sort of bi in that I've been with plenty of women but I'm pretty much gay and I prefer boys to men." I figured rightly that I could disclose that information safely. I mean, what the fuck, we're talking about sex with dogs. "Boys huh? So what age range if you don't mind me asking." "Not at all. My preference would be boys just starting puberty so 11 to 14 generally but I love boys of all ages and don't turn down any boy if he offers or lets me know he's interested. The youngest I've been with was 8. I still have sex with guys over 18 but typically not all that often and definitely not much beyond what you appear to be age wise. I haven't been with a young boy in years. We continued to talk and share, both admitting that we were getting a little boned from the discussion but not suggesting that we do anything about it. "You know, you are as genuine as you sounded in your emails and I'm really glad that we both took the opportunity to meet each other," he said. I agreed whole heartedly, assuming that the visit was ending. "What would you say to coming over to my place and getting your ass plowed by a big dog?" I was more than surprised. At no time had Steve mentioned or even alluded to having a dog. I stated that to him and he chuckled. "I didn't want to put too much information out there to begin with but definitely not without having seen you face to face once we got to this point. There are some other things I haven't told you as well. I'm married and my wife is also a zoo. She loves having our dogs lick her pussy and then fuck her and she loves sucking dog cock as much as you and I do." I nodded my head. "So, she would be there as well?" Steve nodded his head. "Would there be an expectation that I engage with your wife or with you and your wife together?" "Offer, yes, expectation, no. However I'm not sure you'd have time for us in any case. We have a 10 year old son named Taylor who turns 11 tomorrow. My boy is a huge fan of yours and in fact has emailed with you a little bit. His on line name is TaylorBaby." I was shocked once again. I remembered emailing with the boy and although he would never admit he was a young boy it was kind of obvious in his writing skills. He professed loving my work preferring man boy stories and boy boy stories. He stated that he was pretty sure he was gay but hadn't done much of anything about it. He sort of fell off the grid and I never heard more from him. "As you probably know he's gay, wants to be with a man and not another little boy or a teenage boy. He engages with my wife and I to a point where he watches us fuck on a regular basis, will nurse my wife or finger her from time to time. He's sucked me a few times, jacked me more than a few times and I've sucked him as well. Taylor loves sucking dog cock like we do and getting fucked although we have not let him tie. "Considering that Taylor thinks the sun shines out your ass my wife and I would be honored if you would be his first lover. I know my son would be on board with that since he's mentioned more than once that if he had a choice he would choose you for his first. Of course we would want to be present when it happened but considering the fact that by that time we would all have engaged in who knows how many activities, fucking Taylor in private probably wouldn't be a priority." I could agree with Steve on that but only partially. Being honored with boys' virginity means a lot more to me than simply fucking. As such I think it merits privacy but that decision would be Taylor's or his parents and not mine. "So, would you accept an invitation to our home Tague?" I nodded my head. "Yes I would." As we walked to my car Steve told me that Taylor had no idea that he had been in contact with me and certainly had no clue I might be coming to the house. His wife knew it was possible and he would call her on his cell phone while he drove. I would follow him, it was about a 15 minute drive and most it was on a back road in the country. Before I got into my car and he wandered over to his I stopped him. "So you know Steve, my name isn't Tague." He stopped and looked at me. "It's Daryn." He nodded his head. "Thank you for the trust Daryn." He walked to a red pickup, climbed in and off we went. We headed out of town, which took about 7 minutes, in the direction that I had come from. A few miles out of the city limits we left the highway and moved onto a country road, following its steady uphill climb for a good 3 miles before pulling off onto a non-descript dirt road. It was wide enough for the vehicles and that was it; no trespassing and no hunting signs were the first evidence of man. Less than 20 feet in a metal gate was opening for us. The road widened and we continued through woods for a quarter of a mile, still going gradually uphill, before moving back into the open and pulling up in front of a single story log home and parking next to a green Subaru Outback. I parked alongside him. The front door of the cabin opened and a beautiful blond woman stepped out onto the covered porch and waved. "My wife Rita," Steve said as we headed toward the stone walkway. At the top of the steps Steve kissed his wife hello and introduced us. "It's a pleasure to meet you Daryn," she said, the hint of a British accent on her voice. She was a somewhat petite woman, as slender as her husband, and she appeared to have some really nice tits hidden beneath the red plaid flannel shirt she was wearing. Not huge or small but ample, if that makes any sense. Her ass was held nicely inside a pair of worn wrangler jeans and for just a brief instant I had a vision of her on her hands and knees and being driven by a large dog. "Hey Dad," A high pitched melodic voice said and a young boy came through the door and popped out around his mother. He was incredibly cute. His thick, dark blond hair was worn long, grazing his eye lids, covering his ears, and would cover the collar of a shirt had he been wearing a collared shirt instead of a bright yellow t-shirt with black splatters across the front that morphed into a logo of some sort in the center. Worn with a hint at a part without there actually being one, his hair had body to it, the beginning of curl in the long stands causing them to flip out ever so slightly at the ends. His stature was more like his mother than his father and if the boy was taller than 5 feet I'd have been surprised. "Hey son," Steve said hoisting the boy up for a hug and kiss on the lips then setting him back down. "Taylor I want you to meet a friend of mine, this is Daryn. Steve this is my baby boy Taylor." The boy gave me a beautiful grin that flashed crystal white and near perfect teeth, his upper center's being slightly longer that the rest but not to a point of distraction in any way. "Hey Daryn," he replied, his voice almost musical. "Welcome to..." And here he said something that I didn't understand but he quickly clarified. "It means Peaceful Hill in Indian," the boy explained. He shook my hand in a soft gentle grip. "You know son, you may already know Daryn but by a different name." Taylor had a perplexed expression on his smooth clear face. "I think you might know him as Tague Michaels or Tag M." The boys' eyes went from furrowed to wide open and his mouth formed an "oh". He looked to his dad then to me. "Really? No, I don't believe you." Then he looked at his dad again and back to me. "Really." "Yes, really TaylorBaby," I said with a smile. "One of my stories that you liked really well was Mysterious Dragon Boy. You also liked Corky, and Majah and the Amazing Foot Long and the boy story Even Straight Boys Do It." Taylor was quiet for a moment. "Oh my God it really is you," he whispered, his fingertips touching mouth in that gesture of surprise and wonder. "I must that I thoroughly enjoy your stories as well Daryn," Rita said, "Very stimulating stuff. Perhaps we'll provide fodder for a new one." "Are you spending the night with us Daryn," Taylor asked, hope and excitement very evident in his voice. "Let's not put the cart before the horse sexy boy. We still have to have dinner." "On that note I have a quiche and fresh bread so dinner will be ready in 20 minutes," Rita said then headed into the house. "We tend to eat light but hearty on nights that are designated for play," Steve said. "Typically we'll have something more substantial later on." Taylor piped up with, "Then you are staying, at least to play with us." Steve draped an arm across his son's shoulders and said that had yet to be determined but it was possible and that an invitation had been extended. Taylor came around to my side. "Please Daryn, stay with us at least for the evening. It could be my birthday present. I'm going to be 11 tomorrow," he said with a child's typical glee for such an important event. "Well, since it's your birthday I suppose that's as an important a reason to stay as anything so for you Taylor, yes, I would love to stay, and to spend the night if that's part of the invitation." I looked to Steve as I said it and the man nodded his head. "Yessss," the adorable young cutie said, emphasizing it with a fist pump then practically slammed into me and hugged me tightly. "Told you," Steve said, the message being send more by his lips moving than actual sound although it was there but very faint. It was followed by a thank you with fingertips pressed to forehead. "You can sleep in my room with me Daryn," Taylor offered. I patted his shoulder and thanked him. "I think the guest room would be more appropriate son," his father said. Taylor's facial expression was crestfallen until his father added, "The bed is larger and more comfortable." It would appear that the young hottie had lay claim to my person and perhaps even a great deal of my time. I was okay with that. Given a choice of dog or boy I'd take Taylor, hands down, every single time. "Even better," Taylor said exuberantly and snuggled up to me as we entered the house. The living room kitchen and dining area was a large open space unobstructed by walls or kitchen cabinets. The furniture was of a heavy, western cabin style of dark wood but lighter patterned fabric for cushions and the like. A large stone fireplace dominated the wall on the opposite end from the kitchen dining area. The smells that dominated the area were mouthwatering. "Since it appears that you're spending the night Daryn, do you have a bag with you," Steve asked and I said that I did. Taylor offered to get it for me and I gave him the go ahead. The boy trotted out the door. "He is so totally smitten with you Daryn; I'm afraid he's going to be glued to your hip the entire time that you're here. Don't hesitate to re-direct him if you need to." "Honestly, I'm okay with it so far Steve," I replied. "He seems like an incredibly sweet boy and well-meaning too. An honestly, who can't stand a little adoration from time to time but I will damper him down gently if I need to. Thanks." Steve chuckled and clapped my on the back. "I think adoration is probably an understatement. I wouldn't be surprise if he professed his undying love before you leave. And yes, he is a sweet kid, wouldn't harm a fly. But I'll tell you this too, he is one passionate little fucker. In the few times he's had heavy interaction with me or my wife his passion is incredible." Taylor came bounding through the door as only a boy can, carrying my small overnight bag. "I'll show you your room Daryn," he offered. Steve told me to go ahead so I followed the boy down a hall, admiring the form and shape of his tiny boys-ish butt inside the jeans. He led me into a large room, the king sized bed, nightstand and a chair done in the bark peeled log style in keeping with a western motif. A large window looked out onto a back yard, large shed, dog kennel and the woods beyond. "Here's the bathroom but you share it with me," Taylor said, opening the door so I could indeed see that it was as he said. I had sat on the edge of the bed then let myself flop backwards to discover a very soft, comfortable mattress. Taylor came over and lay facing me, propped up on an elbow. I turned to face him. "You're my hero you know," he said softly and quite earnestly. "I've wanted to be with you since I first read one of your stories. I love the way your men are so gently and caring and loving with their boys and that's what I want too. I want you to be my first lover Daryn, more than anything in the world." Taylor leaned forward and kissed me gently on the lips then pulled back a little. His eyes looked into mine then he leaned forward again only this time it was a full mouth kiss which I responded to with equal enthusiasm but I broke it after about 10 seconds. "Why did you stop Daryn," Taylor asked, his body already exhibiting the signs of lust. "Because I am a guest in your parents' home," I said and kissed him on the nose. "Because there will be plenty of time for you and me to continue on that path as well as the opportunity to do so." I kissed him again, this time on the lips. "So I shall treat you like a bride on a wedding night and save it all for when the time is appropriate." This time the hot young preteen kissed me. "I understand Daryn." That said, we got off the bed, both adjusted our hardened cocks, and went to join his parents but got side tracked. "Wanna see my room?" I nodded and we detoured into a room that was distinctly boy. A mitt with a ball in it and a bat sat in one corner. A model of a bi-plane hung from one corner of the ceiling a dragon kite hung in the opposite corner. A rifle rested on a rack on one wall and a model car in progress was on a foldable card table a few feet from a students' desk complete with computer and books. The room was neat and clean and the bed made. A laundry basket sat by the door that Taylor was pointing out went to the bathroom. A glance at the laundry basket revealed a pair of girl's panties at the pile of clothing. Taylor followed the direction of my eyes. "I like to wear panties some times. They feel so good on my skin, on my cock and my balls," he said, not apologizing in the least. I offered the kid silent kudos for his self-confidence and self-awareness. "Have you ever done that Daryn, worn girls panties?" I shook my head. He urged me to try it sometime. We left and joined his father in the living room and I was offered a drink. I elected to have a beer and sat on the sofa to chat while waiting for dinner. Taylor perched right next to me in a somewhat proprietary manner. Talk was light, some sports, that sort of thing and 10 minutes later we sat down to eat. The food was excellent but I ate only enough to take the edge off of my hunger. Both Steve and Rita enjoyed a glass of wine with dinner and even Taylor was given a small glass. "Neither of us are big drinkers but we've found that a little alcohol enhances the emotive quality by reducing anxiety." I agreed with him and accepted glass for myself. I was feeling a little anxious to say the least. After the dinner was finished and things cleaned up we adjourned to the living room. Rita snuggled up with Steve on one end of the large sofa and Taylor cuddled up to me. Steve hit the remote on the large flat screen and a video came on. A naked woman was lying on a bed while a large Rottweiler was worker her pussy over with his tongue. On the other side of the dog a boy had reached beneath and was stroking its furry sheath, coaxing a large red cock to come out. Once a good 4 inches were visible the boy got down and began licking the meaty missile before taking it into his mouth. The camera man had gotten down with him and recorded it from close up. The expression on the boys' face was one of bliss as he bobbed his head to and from. Apparently the dog was well trained for it allowed the boy to do what he was doing, all the while slathering the moaning woman's pussy with his big pink tongue. I felt Taylor's hand rest on my thigh then move to the front of my pants to feel and grope on my hard cock. I turned so that I could do the same to him and did so, finding him hard as stone. Taylor stopped what he was doing and quickly shucked his jeans, staying in his briefs then snuggled back up against me. "There," he said. I put my hand back between his legs and felt up his boner, a seemingly nice piece of flesh. At the other end of the sofa his mother had her top off and her hand on her husband's crotch while he was busy nursing on one of her hot tits. On the screen the scene had changed and the camera angle was now underneath the woman and pointing up to her pussy and the large pink dog cock that hunting for his target. A small hand guided the big dick and a second later it plunged deep into the woman's cunt causing to moan loudly. The dog began rabbit fucking her immediately. It was fucking not to watch. The hand stayed in place to prevent the woman from being knotted so that we could watch her get dog fucked. Taylor started working at my jeans then finally said, "Take your pants off Daryn I need to get at your cock." The boys' voice was deepened in lust, his eyes about half closed. I stood up and got my jeans off, saw that Steve was already naked from the waist down, pants and briefs at his ankles while his wife bobbed on his hard cock. "Go ahead Daryn, you can strip down," he said and watched as I peeled my briefs off to reveal 7� inches of stiff dick. "Sweet," he said appreciatively. Rita elected to look up and get a glimpse of me before her son latched onto it with his mouth and began sucking me off. It was a little weird getting sucked off by a preteen boy in front of his parents who themselves were engaging in sexual behavior. Still, I managed to get through it. Both Rita and Steve stood and stripped naked revealing a cock larger than mine and a pussy that was shaved except for a thin strip of shirt cropped sandy colored hair along her slit. Steve was pretty well trimmed up down there as well. On the screen the woman groaned loudly as the hand moved and the dog knotted her cunt and what a big fucking knot it was. I stepped back from Taylor, taking my cock from him and getting a questioning expression. He stood up and I dropped quickly to my knees and tugged his briefs down to reveal a perfectly formed boy. Taylor was probably 4� inches or so long, uncut and smooth as billiard ball. His balls had already dropped and hung loose in a hairless sac. His belly was flat for the most part but had that slope to it that young boys often have. I retracted the foreskin, it and the swollen head a bright red, then pulled it down and put my mouth over it and began sucking the boy and taking in his musky fragrance. "Oh gosh Daryn, oh gosh," Taylor whispered above me and started moving his hips gently, fucking my mouth. I put my hands on his glorious butt and kneaded the flesh, reveling in the feel of him. I heard his mother moan and saw his father with his face between her thighs and buried in her pussy. I only stayed there a moment and stopped then stood partially and sat on the sofa pulling the boy to me and engaged him in a mouth wide open tongue battling kiss that he responded to with immediate pressure and enthusiasm. I rubbed up and down on Taylor, and he on me as we tongue fucked each other's mouth. "I need Takish," I heard Rita say and Taylor broke the kiss. "Takish is our Ovcharka. Put your underwear on and we'll get him and introduce you." I did as the boy asked and as we left Rita and Steve were lowering the back of the sofa to create a bed. I followed Taylor through the kitchen, a large mud room and out the back door. As we headed toward the kennel Taylor called out. "Takish," followed by a word I didn't understand, and did so a couple of times using a different word after the dogs' name. "I am calling him and announcing you are a friend; that we are going to breed, to have sex and to sit. The kennel was large and divided into a couple of individual cages but 3 dogs roamed in the large open center of the kennel. All were large but the one next to the gate was a monster. The thing was huge and I would learn later tipped the scales at a whopping 143 pounds. Taylor had me put my hand to the fence to allow the dogs to sniff at me. All 3 of them then sat and waited and I could see that all 3 were starting to get boners, the pink tips of their cocks starting to show outside their sheaths. As he opened the gate Taylor commanded the dogs to stay, and they did. When he released them they bounded out with the typical unbridled enthusiasm that dogs have. "This is Bakka," he said introducing me to the large blue Dane, "and Malik," the Rottweiler whose head he patted. Takish was a short haired Ovcharka as opposed to the other type with a lot of long hair. I would imagine that the choice was in order to actually see the action as the dog penetrated whatever hole he was fucking at the moment. That too would be confirmed in conversation later. In the living room we found Rita on her hands and knees at the edge of the sofa, Steve standing behind her and sliding his large cock in and out of her ass while she was busy mauling her clit with a small vibrator. "I don't want to get fucked by a dog dad," Taylor said, "I want Daryn to fuck me" and to me he asked, "If that's okay with you Daryn." I assured the boy that it was. I could just as easily wait to get fucked as well but allowed as I might want to suck some dog cock first. Taylor asked about getting licked first too and I said that would be great as well. He and I had removed our briefs to reveal my loss of a hard on but Taylor was about half way boned. Steve directed Takish to his wife's exposed crotch and the dog went right to work lapping up and down the length of her gash and of course Rita was moaning like mad and telling the dog he was a good boy. The big brute knew that the outcome was going to be that he would fuck his human so his cock was by then over half way out of its sheath. He was huge, no doubt about that and I wondered about taking him up my ass. Steve got down next to him, stroked a little, then climbed under and began licking the meaty flesh before taking it into his mouth. "Do you want to be licked on your back or your hands and knees," Taylor asked me and when I said on my back he directed me to lie on the sofa down from his mother. Once there Bakka was turned loose and began washing my hole with glee. God that felt amazing. I loved rimming and being rimmed but goddamn if a dog didn't do the best job. Taylor did to Bakka what his dad was doing; got underneath and began sucking the Great Dane's cock. I had already seen that it was big, maybe even as big as Takish. Taylor didn't stay there long but got up, pushed the dog away then took its place, holding my legs back the boy began rimming me with as much enthusiasm as the dog had. He got to his hands and knees to do it so Bakka simply went behind Taylor and went about licking his hole and his balls. I could hear Taylor moan as he worked on me and got more excited about the time I'd be spending with him. "Fuck baby," Rita finally said, "I need that dog cock in my cunt." Taylor backed away so that we could both watch his mother get plowed by Takish. It was my opportunity to suck a dog cock so it got underneath him and while Taylor jacked him off I sucked. His cock was, as I said, huge both long and thick. While I sucked Rita moved into position on he hands and knees at the edge of the sofa and the big brute licked on her a little more. I finally backed from under him and stood to the side with Taylor who elected to play with my cock as long as it was available. Steve brought in a contraption for Rita to kneel on. Imagine a living room bench almost wide enough to seat 2 people. Now take the center out of the seat leaving it a U shaped seat, open at the front. "Dad designed it so I could get underneath and have a clear view of him or mom getting fucked. The seat is adjustable up and down," Taylor explained adding that a person could kneel on it or sit or be on their back. Takish was getting antsy, his cock still about half way out but slowly retracting. As Rita climbed onto it Taylor told me to go ahead and lay underneath so I could really see his mom getting fucked. I took him up on the offer and crawled in underneath where Rita and gotten into position and look up through the cutout to see her pussy not far above my face. Takish was busy ravaging her with his tongue. I felt movement at my legs and raised my head enough to see Taylor climb between them to begin working on my cock with his hand and then his mouth. I heard Steve give the command to mount and watch Takish do just that. Understand that my face was barely 18 inches from the action so I got a close up of the dog mounting Rita, his cock about half way out of its sheath and poking around for the target. It only took a moment and be plunged all the way inside of her as only a dog can do. Rita all but cried out as he rammed the entire length of his doggie boner into her hungry cunt. Takish power fucked Rita as on a dog can. Steve had his fingers in there to prevent the knot from going in right away. He managed to the sheath pulled back and the knot fully exposed, the angry red lump as big as a hardball or more. "Oh god yes, yes, fuck my pussy Takish," she moaned, "fuck my pussy with your big dog cock." The squishy sound of dog cock and wet cunt was loud. I watched Steve's hand move out of the way and the knot get plunged into his wife's cunt. Rita screamed. "Oohhh Jesus fucking Christ," she moaned, almost a deep growl. Takish continue to fuck the living shit out of her and he too had a low growl coming from his throat. "Bakka come," I heard Steve. I raised my head and saw the man on his hands and knees about 10 feet in front of his wife. The big Dane went right to him, sniffed his asshole then simply mounted him. Like Takish, the dog's cock was half way out of its sheath before it mounted Steve. The dog began humping right away and found its target almost immediately, if Steve's loud grunt was an indicator of same and the way he got fucked was identical to his wife's. "God I can feel his cum shooting into my cunt," Rita moaned. Throughout all of this Taylor continued to suck my cock, lick and suck on my balls and just generally work me over. While it was fun watching his parents get fucked by big dogs I really felt like it was time to get to the boy and do to him what he was doing to me and then accept the gift of his virgin ass and do to him what the dogs were doing to his parents. The first droplets of dog sperm dripping out of Rita's cunt encouraged me to leave. Any other time I might have been willing to lay there, play with the dogs balls and try to catch the leaking cum in my mouth but I had other commitments. >>>>>>> <<<<<<<<<< >>>>>>>>>> <<<<<<<<<< I have almost 200 stories posted on nifty. Go to the prolific authors link on nifty home page, scroll down till you find me and you will find links to all of my stories. N-joi Hugs, Tag_m
bestiality/dirty-little-fuckers.txt	Date: Sun, 17 Jan 2021 21:45:07 +0000 (UTC) From: Nada Bit <nadabit@yahoo.com> Subject: Dirty Little Fuckers Dirty Little Fuckers by Nada Bit (Incest brother-sister-cousins / preteen / zoo sex girl-dog) By nadabit@yahoo.com. New name, new email. Please donate to nifty to keep it up for all of us. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. All of my stories are pure fantasy. Once upon a time I was asked if I minded sucking a man's hard cock and eating his cum. I answered, `not a bit", hence and forever more Nada Bit. Jason Cavell padded quietly along the carpeted corridor and stopped outside his sister's bedroom door. Their bedrooms backed onto each other and he had lain on his bed and listened to the low moans from the other side of the wall before deciding to investigate. The door was open a few inches and swung noiselessly on its hinges at his touch. Jason was 14 years old, stood 5 foot 9 inches tall and weighed 128 pounds. He had short cropped brown hair and was wearing a Nike short sleeved tee shirt and a pair of cream shorts with the Nike tick logo on one of the legs. His sister, Jenny, was two years younger, and as her bedroom door swung open, she was lying on her bed. Her rock hard nipples were clearly outlined beneath her tee shirt and her denim shorts were wrapped around one of her ankles. Jenny's hand was pushed down the front of her white cotton panties and from the movements beneath the material, it was obvious that her fingers were deep inside her cunt. Her eyes were tightly closed as Jason leaned against the open doorway and felt his cock stiffen. Jenny's breathing was coming in short, sharp gasps as she got close to her orgasm, when suddenly her mother's loud shout came from downstairs calling both her and Jason down to dinner. Jenny's eyes opened and she grinned as they focused on her brother watching her. His gaze was riveted onto the young girl's crotch and Jenny used her other hand to pull her panties to the side as she filled her lungs with air and shouted back to her mother, "I'm cumming, mom." No sooner had the words left her mouth, than her body began to shudder. Her back arched from the bed and she convulsed wildly as her climax ripped through her. It took a few moments for her to recover and when she eventually opened her eyes, Jason was standing at the edge of the bed with the front of his shorts pulled down and his hard cock in his hand. "God that's made me hot sis," he said. "I need to fuck you." She giggled as she pulled her hand out of her panties. "No time Jason," she said as she bounced from the bed and onto her feet. She drew her wet and slippery fingers over his cheek and under his nose leaving a trail of her slime behind. "You can think of what you're missing while we eat dinner," she said as she hopped about on one leg trying to get her other leg back into her shorts. As she rushed into the bathroom to wash her hands and get downstairs before her mother shouted again, Jason thought about how he had started to fuck his sister and he couldn't believe that was only about 8 weeks ago. It was a Saturday afternoon when both his parents were sitting out in the sunshine with their neighbors having a few drinks, and Jason had sneaked into the garage where he knew that his father had a stash of porn magazines. He had settled on one that showed a teenage girl being well used by two older men with thick cocks and he got himself comfortable on a pile of old sacks that his father had stored. With his cock in one hand and the magazine in the other he jacked himself off. He had seen this magazine before and he knew that it ended with his favorite picture of the young girl taking cock up both her holes at the same time. As he slowly turned the pages, he worked up to bringing himself off when he got to that picture. He was so engrossed that he never even heard his sister come into the garage, and when he looked up, it was to see Jenny looking down at him with her gaze glued to his prick that was now leaking pre-cum all over his hand. He was past the point of no return and even if her had stopped masturbating, he would still have cum, so he gave his cock a few more rubs and spurted his thick spunk into the air and all over his hand. He had no idea how his young sister would react to his climax and stayed silent as the young girl took a hesitant step towards him and dropped to her knees. She bent forward and for a crazy moment Jason thought that she was about to clean him with her mouth. He held his breath as her nose came to within an inch of his shaft that was still wrapped in his hand. Jenny inhaled the strong smell of his semen and a few seconds later, she jumped to her feet and ran out of the garage. Fearing the worst, Jason shouted after her, "You better not tell Jenny. If you do I'll...I'll." He couldn't think of anything to say and, when he did, she was already half way through the house. Jenny ran to her room, closed the door and lent her back on it. Her breathing was fast and her heart hammered in her chest. She didn't know what had happened to her, only that the smell of her brother's spunk had affected her strongly. Her young body was trembling and the crotch of her cotton briefs was soaked. She crossed unsteadily to the full-length mirror on the wardrobe door and raised her skirt. Her panties were so wet that she thought she's peed herself and she rubbed her fingers over the wet patch and brought them to her nose. A quick sniff revealed that it wasn't piss that was staining the material and she was astounded that her cunt could produce so much juice. She had rubbed herself off many times and become wet, but never anything like this. Pushing her hand down the front of her panties, she immediately felt her hard clit that was much bigger than it had ever been before, and as she pressed it, she orgasmed and creamed her underwear even more. Her leg muscles quivered and shuddered and she sank to the floor with her body convulsing and her virgin cunt spurting out her cum. Dinner that night was a quiet affair and Jenny had had the good sense to put on a dry pair of panties. Although their parents made the normal small talk, both children spoke only occasionally. Jason was afraid that his sister would tell them what she saw in the garage and Jenny had been so aroused by the sight and smell of her brother masturbating that she was very embarrassed. It was in the early hours of the morning that Jason heard a sound that disturbed his sleep. He rolled over and slowly opened his eyes. He jumped to see someone standing at the end of his bed and his wildly beating heart only began to slow to a more normal rate when he recognized the silhouette of his sister "What the fuck are you doing in here?" he demanded in a low voice so as not to wake his parents. Jenny didn't answer but came over to the bedside table and switched on the light. Thinking that something was very wrong, Jason sat up in his bed and said a bit more kindly. "What is it Jenny, are you alright?" Jason slept in the nude and the bedcovers had fallen into his lap as he sat up and his sister stared at his covered crotch as she answered, "Do it again Jason. Please do it again." The boy's brow furrowed in confusion as he tried to understand what Jenny wanted when her hand reached out to grip the bedclothes and slowly draw then down the bed. As his cock was uncovered, he suddenly understood her plea and his heart increased as his prick stiffened. "What do you want me to do Jenny?" he asked in a whisper. When she didn't respond, he continued, "Do you want to watch me jack off?" Jenny's eyes never left his cock but she nodded enthusiastically. He gripped his shaft and slowly stroked it as he said, "This isn't fair. If you're watching my cock, I want to see your cunt." He was hoping for some halfhearted protest but expecting a flat refusal, and was shocked when the preteen girl pulled her nightdress over her head and stood naked in front of him. He gasped and his cock twitched at the sight of her little tits that were only just beginning to develop and the outer lips of her little fuck hole that were soaked with her juices. She was so aroused that her cunt lips were slightly parted and he could see the red interior of her hole. He squirmed back down on the bed, kicking the covers onto the floor to get a better view of his sisters sex. As he gazed between her legs, his hand slid faster and faster up and down his prick. After a few minutes, he gasped, "Fuck, I'm going to spurt," and Jenny dropped to her knees at the side if the bed. He could feel her hot breath over the head of his shaft and he suddenly climaxed. The first spurt was so powerful that it hit the young girl on the cheek and the rest fell back onto the back of his hand. Without realizing what she was doing, Jenny's finger scraped the sperm from her cheek and she sucked it into her mouth. The taste was delicious, and without even touching her burning clit, she orgasmed and her body trembled and shuddered. Jason watched her recover and get to her feet. She went to leave the room and stopped at the door turning back towards him. She obviously wanted to say something but she changed her mind and went out of the room and quietly closed the door. Jason lay awake for hours thinking about what had happened and eventually drifted off to sleep. The next day, he rushed home from school and was first in the house. He knew that his parents were going to meet in town and get some groceries and that they wouldn't be back for a couple of hours. He was sitting on the sofa dressed in a tee shirt and shorts when Jenny came home. She muttered a "Hello," and kept her eyes downcast as she made to go into the kitchen. She didn't resist when Jason grabbed her by the arm and pulled her onto the sofa beside him. "Jenny," he began, "We have to talk about last night." "No we don't," she countered making to get up but her pulled her back down. Before she could protest, Jason pulled down the front of his shorts and let his hard cock spring free. Jenny gasped but didn't protest as he took her hand and placed it onto his prick. She immediately began jacking him off exactly the same way as she had watched him doing it to himself. Jason lay back on the sofa and let his young sister hive him a hand job. As the girl concentrated on masturbating her brother, Jason slid his hand under her school skirt and up to her panties covered sex. He could feel the mixture of wetness and heat from her cunt, and she didn't protest when his fingers slipped into one of the leg holes and rubbed up and down her hole. She was soaking wet and he soon found out by her moans that she liked a finger slid up her cunt and also rubbing at the hard bud at the top of her slit. This was the first time he had touched the female sex and he was thrilled at the warm and wet feeling. Jenny's breathing was becoming heavier and her hand got slower and slower on Jason's cock. Her eyes closed and she lay back in the sofa and opened her legs wide. The hot tingle between her thighs was increasing in intensity and she knew that she was about to cum. The fact that it was someone else's fingers inside her body added to the excitement and her back arched and she gave a short scream as she orgasmed. Her thick hot cream flowed out of her hole and covered Jason's fingers as she shuddered and convulsed. As her cum subsided, she collapsed back in the seat and closed her eyes. Jason smiled happily as he drew his fingers out of his sisters body and sniffed them. His fingers were covered with the girl's slime and he stuck out his tongue to taste her juices. Discovering the delicious sweet taste, he quickly slurped his hand clean. Jenny was still recovering when he got to his feet and stood in front of her. He pushed up her skirt so he could see the soaking patch in the crotch and began jacking himself off. He was just about to cum when Jenny's eyes fluttered open and stared at his cock. "Fuck, I'm going to cum," he gasped. As soon as she heard the words, the young girl sprang forward and opened her mouth wide at the tip of his shaft. She was just in time as two powerful spurts of spunk went straight into her mouth and her tongue snaked out to lick up the rest of his slime. He groaned loudly when she sucked the last drops out of him by closing her lips around his cock and licking his little piss hole. By the time their parents came home, they had both showered and changed. She came to his room that night as arranged and threw off her nightdress. She crawled between his legs to take his hard cock into her mouth and shivered as he pulled her legs up the bed and buried his face in her sex. Because he was taller than his sister, he was able to tongue her from her clit all the way around to her little puckered asshole. She released his cock to gasp ,"Oh yes. That feels so good," when his tongue touched her shitter and then slurped him back into her throat. Her shit hole was covered with his saliva but it was still very tight. His finger played around at the entrance to her bowels and pushed at her back hole. He was afraid of hurting her but the young slut wanted his finger up her ass. She pushed back hard and his index finger eventually overcame the resistance of her sphincter and slid into her shitter. She gasped loudly as her asshole was penetrated and them moaned contentedly as Jason's tongue slipped far up her cunt. She came only a few seconds before her brother and her hot cream was just beginning to flow out of her front hole when her brothers thick spunk blasted into the back of her throat and flooded her mouth. This set the scene for the next few nights until she came to his room, and instead of crawling between his legs, she held out her hand and hauled him off the bed. She immediately took his place and used the fingers of both hands to lewdly pull her cunt as open as she could, and she hissed, "Fuck me Jason. I want to feel your spunk up my cunt." Jason's cock was throbbing as he climbed between his young sisters legs and rubbed the head of his shaft up and down her slimy sex lips. Her cunt was soaking wet and he pushed a couple of inches inside her and then stopped. He loved the feeling of her hot flesh surrounding his prick, but her still whispered, "Are you sure Jenny?" By way of an answer, she raised both feet up from the bed and wrapped them around his butt. As her heels dug into her ass cheeks, she threw her arms around his neck until her mouth was only inches away from his ear and said, "Fuck me. Pound my tight cunt and make me cum. I want to feel your slime dribble out me all night." With a firm thrust, Jason gritted his teeth and drove the entire length of his cock up her cunt. To stop herself screaming and waking her parents, Jenny's mouth clamped onto her brothers shoulder and bit down hard. The pain from his shoulder mixed with the ecstasy of having his prick buried in her fuck hole and almost caused him to cum. He stayed absolutely still inside her tight tube until the feeling subsided and then started to fuck her with long slow strokes. She collapsed back onto the bed leaving a thin trickle of blood running from his punctured shoulder and closed her eyes as her cunt walls were forced apart and she could feel the head of his shaft batter against her cervix. His cock was rubbing her hard clit and already she was beginning to shudder. A series of small orgasms rippled through her preteen body keeping her at the height of her arousal when she felt his prick jump inside her body. His loud groan announced his cum and as his hot spunk filler her cunt, a massive climax blasted through her causing every muscle to contract and her head to thrash about on the bed. He was still thinking about that first fantastic fuck when his mothers voice echoed through the upstairs corridor. "Jason, I won't tell you again. Come down and have your dinner." Shaking his head to clear it of the erotic memories. He pulled the front of his shorts back up over his solid cock and ran downstairs. By the time he took his seat at the table, his parents were already deep in conversation. "But why do you have to go now," his mother asked. "The kids are going to be on vacation from the school for a couple of weeks and I thought we could get away somewhere." "I sorry," their father replied, "But it's not vacation time in Singapore and I've got to attend the meetings." Paula and Garry Cavell had been married for 15 years and Garry was a senior manager in a local engineering company that made pneumatic tools that were sold all over the world. They had just developed a new road breaker and the Chinese were showing a lot of interest so Garry had been tasked with travelling to Singapore and spending a couple of weeks demonstrating the product. "But what do you expect me to do for the vacation?" Paula said. "I need a break too you know." "Why don't you go and see your sister," Garry replied hopefully. "You're always complaining that you never get to see her. She could probably use some help now that she's on her own with the kids." Paula's sister Claire stayed about 600 miles away and had married a complete asshole who knocked her about whenever he got drunk. As he was hardly ever sober, this amounted to a lot of injuries and she had eventually had enough and threw him out of the house with the help of the local Sheriff. They had two kids. An 11-year-old girl called Mandy and a 13-year-old boy called John. Paula stared thoughtfully at her husband and slowly nodded her head. "That's not a bad idea," she said. "If you're sure you don't mind, I'll give Claire a phone tomorrow and the kids and I can drive up this weekend." The following weekend, Garry helped his family load up the Chrysler Voyager before a taxi called to take him to the airport. An hour later, Paula, Jason and Jenny were on their way to meet a part of the family that they hadn't seen for about two years. The kids sat in the back of the car and tried to amuse themselves on the long journey. Jason was looking out of the side window when Jenny nudged him. As he turned towards him, she waved her finger under his nose and giggled softly. They were wet and slimy and she had obviously had them up her cunt. Watching their mother closely in the rear-view mirror to ensure that she wasn't watching them, Jason sucked her fingers into his mouth and licked them clean. The smell of his sister's wet cunt had an instant effect on his cock and he rubbed it beneath his shorts. Jenny was watching him intently but also continually glancing at her mother to make sure that she couldn't see what was going on. The Voyager was a large car however and the rear-view mirror was positioned to give a good view of the road behind and she couldn't see the kid's laps. Jason's cock stiffened in his shorts and he pulled it down until the tip was just sticking out of the leg hole. Jenny could see the tip and she nodded frantically at her mother's back with the obvious silent message that she was afraid that they would be discovered. He just grinned at her as he began pulling up the leg of his shorts revealing more and more of his shaft. As he got to the top of his leg, he also eased his balls out of his underwear and gently began jacking himself off. Jenny couldn't help herself. Even with her fear of being discovered, she reached over to her brother and knocked his hand away. Replacing it with her own, she expertly fisted his rock hard cock and licked her lips as the first drop of pre-cum was squeezed out of his piss hole. She desperately wanted to bend down and take his prick into her mouth. She loved the taste of cock and her young cunt flooded every time the boy's spunk splattered into her mouth. Jenny sighed in frustration because she knew that there was no way she could suck her brother off without her mother noticing, so she concentrated her efforts in bringing him off by hand and she wondered if he could cum without making a sound. "Ohh," he groaned gently gritting his teeth and closed his eyes. Jenny giggled when her mother raised her eyes to the mirror and asked, "Did you say something Jason?" "No" the boy lied. "I didn't say anything mom." Paula nodded her acceptance and turned her attention back to the road. The boy's eyes were tightly closed as Jenny's fist slid faster and faster over his shaft. The pre cum was running out of his cock and she had smeared it all over the outer surface as she jacked him to orgasm. His breathing, and the way his teeth were tightly clenched told the young slut that he was very close and she lifted up a plastic cup that she had used to drink some juice and positioned it over his piss hole. Her timing was perfect and after only another few strokes, Jason shot four powerful spurts of semen into the cup. His teeth were fastened over his bottom lip as she continued to jack his prick, milking the last drop out of his body. She licked her fingers clean, and Jason watched as she opened a carton of orange juice and poured a couple of inches into the cup. Their eyes locked as she swirled the mixture around for a few seconds before raising it to her lips and swallowing the contents. The girl smiled and licked her lips as her brother tucked his softening cock back into his shorts. They spent the night in a motel and much to Jenny's disappointment, her mother had booked a family room and there was no chance of her getting to Jason's cock. She was so horny that she masturbated twice during the night. They had been on the road for about 6 hours the following day when Paula announced, "We're here kids. You'll see your cousins in a few minutes." Paula was shocked at the dilapidated state of her sister's house as she pulled into the drive. She knew that there wasn't much money now that there was no man about, but things must be worse that she thought. Although the grass was neatly cut and the yard was reasonably tidy, the paint was peeling from the house and windows. The screen door was hanging on only one hinge and the car in front of the garage was a rust bucket. She had hardly got the car door open when her sister came running around the side of the house. Her face was beaming and she pulled Paula from the car and hugged her tightly. After their embrace, they both stepped back, still holding hands and looked at each other. "Still looking good Claire," Paula said. Claire was 34 years old and two years younger than her sister. Bringing up two kids on her own and working two jobs kept her trim figure of 36B - 24 - 35. She was 5 foot 8 inches tall with long straight dark blonde hair that was up in a high ponytail. "You always say the nicest things," Claire replied with a smile as she pulled her sister into her arms again. With her mouth only a few inches away from her sister's ear, she whispered, "It's good to see you Paula." When the women released each other, Paula beckoned the children over and Claire hugged both of them. Jason's cock twitched as he felt Claire's tits press into his chest and she had a wonderful smell. "Leave the luggage until later," Claire said as she released the boy. "Come inside and meet my two." The house was sparsely furnished but clean and Claire led them into the living room. A young girl was sitting on the sofa reading a pop magazine. She was wearing a loose pink top that had been washed too many times and a pair of denims that were frayed at the bottom. Her brother was playing a racing game on the PlayStation and had on a short sleeved tee shirt and a pair of denims that were in a worse state than his sisters. Both had bare feet. Claire made the introductions and said, "I'm afraid that we don't have much room here so Jenny will share a room with Mandy and Jason can share with John." As she looked at her sister, she continued, "And you'll have to share with me sis." Everyone smiled and nodded their heads but Jenny's heart sank. It had been two days since Jason had last fucked her and she was very horny. She needed cock and it didn't look like there was going to be much chance of getting it. There was a movement at their side and Claire said, "Oh, and this is Prince," as a large golden retriever came through the door with his tail wagging enthusiastically. The dog went to everyone in turn and they all petted him. "Right kids," Claire said clapping her hands. "Help your cousin's get their stuff out of the car and you can show then your rooms." As the children left the room, Paula turned to her sister and asked, "So how are you really?" "I'm alright Paula," she replied, sitting down and motioning for her sister to do the same. "I mean money's tight and I've got two jobs to work at, but it's better than getting knocked about all the time." Paula nodded her understanding and then smiled as she said, "Talking about men. What's the boyfriend situation like." "Like nonexistent," Claire replied with a laugh. "Lately, my cunt's only for pissing through." Paula joined in the laughter and as she remembered some of the things she's done with her sister as they were growing up and she shook her head and said, "What a waste." It had been a long drive and after dinner they all watched some television before turning in. On their way upstairs, Jason whispered to his sister, "Can I come to your room tonight?" "No chance," she replied sadly. "I'm sharing a double bed with Mandy and I think she's notice if you got on top of me and fucked my brains out." She looked around to make sure that no one could hear them and continued, "I could come to your room though." Jason shook his head. "At least I've got my own single bed, but its right beside John's. He'd be sure to wake up." "Jason, I need fucked," she hissed in reply. "How are we going to get together?" In reply, the boy could do nothing but helplessly shrug his shoulders. Apart from the fact that it screwed up her sexual activities, Jenny had no problem sharing a room with Mandy. The girl was friendly to her and gave her some hanging space in her wardrobe and an empty drawer for her clothes. Mandy began taking her clothes off as soon as the bedroom door was closed and so Jenny shrugged and did the same. They were both wearing just their panties when there was a noise at the door. Jenny's heart jumped and she hoped it was Jason with an excuse for them to spend some time together. Her hopes were quickly dashed however when Mandy opened the door slightly to let Prince into the room. The dog padded over to what Jenny had thought was a pile of dirty clothes and lay down. "Prince sleeps in here at night," Mandy said. "You don't mind do you?" Jenny smiled and replied, "I guess not." There was a laundry basket in the corner of the room and Mandy skimmed her panties down and threw them inside. As she turned around, Jenny caught a glimpse of the 11-year-olds cunt. There was no sign of any pubic hair and the skin surrounding her slit looked smooth and inviting. As Jenny also threw her panties into the laundry, she was aware of Mandy looking between her legs and she made sure that her cousin got a good look before she pulled on her night-shirt and Mandy got into an old tee shirt. They both climbed into the double bed. "'Night Jenny," Mandy said as turned off her bedside light. "'Night Mandy," she replied turning off her own light. Paula got into the double bed first. She was wearing a new silk negligee, that Garry had brought back for her from one of his trips and she regretted putting it on when she had watched Claire get undressed down to her panties, and pull on an old frayed long tee shirt. Claire climbed in beside her and they talked for about half an hour, mainly about family and friends. During a lull in the conversation, Paula couldn't help herself, and asked, "So there's really no boyfriend? How longs it been?" "How long has what been?" Claire replied innocently and with a slight smile. "Since you had cock," her sister said pointedly. "Oh I have cock just about every night Paula," her sister replied. As her brow furrowed with a questioning look on her face, Claire rolled onto her side and slid open the drawer of the bedside table. The dildo she brought out was 10 inches long and just under 3 inches in diameter. "It's made of some new silicon material to hold the heat and feels very realistic," she said handing the fuck toy to her sister. Paula took the dildo in her hand and studied it. An unmistakable smell reached her nostrils and she brought it closer to her nose. Sniffing loudly for the benefit of her sister, she said, "I can see that you don't wash it between uses." Claire laughed throatily and replied, "Don't you lecture me about washing things. I remember when we were kids and shared a room, that just about everything that was even remotely shaped like a cock smelled of your cunt. You were always sticking something up that hot hole of yours. Christ, I even remember the time that mother made up a packed lunch for dad because he was going away fishing or something. She put in some celery sticks and you masturbated with one and then put it back in the lunch pail without washing it." Paula joined in the laughter and said, "Yea, I always wondered if dad recognized the taste or not." When the laughter died away there was an embarrassed silence until Paula brought the dildo back to her face and ran her tongue over the surface. "You still taste good sis," she said quietly. "Thanks," Claire said, watching her intently, and then asking in an equally quiet voice, "Do you still taste as good?" She held her breath as Paula pushed her hand beneath the covers and when her fingers reappeared they were covered with her cunt juices. There was a small bubble of slime at the end of her index finger and Claire's tongue burst it before licking the fingers clean. "What do you think?" Paula asked. "I think that's a very expensive negligee, and that you should take it off before I rip it from your body." Paula threw the garment onto the floor and her sister's old tee shirt followed. As they turned to each other, they kissed passionately. Gradually the pressure between their lips increased and they opened their mouths to let their tongues explore freely. Their tits pressed together as they kissed and they both moved their bodies, back and forth rubbing their hard nipples against each other. Paula had been aroused from the first moment she had seen the dildo and she was getting wetter all the time. It had been years since she had touched her younger sisters body and her face moved away from Claire's mouth, down her perfect neck, to her nipples. "Oh, god," Claire gasped at the touch of Paula's mouth. "Suck my tits baby. Suck my fucking tits hard." She moaned, "Yes, yes." As her sister flicked her hard nipples back and forth with her tongue and nibbled at them gently with her teeth. Paula had the impression that her sister would let her suckle on her tits for hours but she really wanted to taste her cunt. She left her tits and moved down her body, past her belly button to her crotch. The thin cotton briefs she was wearing did nothing to mask the odour she was putting out. Little blonde hairs stuck out from her panties as Paula gently drew her fingers over the outline of her swollen sex lips. "Oh god, that feels nice," Claire groaned quietly as her sisters fingers pressed a little harder. There was a thin line of wetness on the outside of the panties and the unmistakable smell of a woman on heat reached Paula's nose As Paula's hands gripped the waistband of her sister's panties, Claire raised her hips so they could be pulled down and off. They quickly joined the rest of the discarded clothing on the floor and got to her knees and sat back onto her heels as she gazed between Claire's parted legs. Paula's heart hammered in her chest at the sight of her sister's cunt. Because Claire didn't have a boyfriend, she hadn't bothered much about her bikini line and it was becoming overgrown. The soft blonde pubic hairs were soaked with her juice and matted to her skin and, as she opened her legs further, her slit opened slightly. "Do you like what you see," Clair asked huskily. "Shit yea," she replied. "I'd forgotten just how beautiful your cunt was." "Do you want to see more?" Claire teased. When Paula nodded, her sister lay back on the bed and used both hands to pull her fuck hole wide open. Her juices were bubbling inside her tube and leaking out of her and her swollen pink lips were plainly visible through the light hair. Paula's could also see the hard pink clit that was pushing out of its sheath as she lifted up the dildo from the bed. "You want some cock," she asked with a smile. The smile turned into a wide grin as Claire shook her head and replied, "I want your tongue as far up my cunt as you can push it." With a smile of delight on her face, Paula dived for her opening. It was delicious and if possible, even better she remembered. She started with long slow strokes of her tongue from the bottom of her sisters fuck hole, all the way up to her throbbing clit. Claire gasped every time her tongue came close to her clit and Paula loved the feel of the soft pubic hair and the delicious taste of her sister's cunt. She licked around the entrance to her front hole and then used her fingers to open Claire's slit. She inhaled deeply before burying her face in her sex and pushing her tongue into the hot slimy tube. "Eat me you bitch," Claire hissed. "Suck my fucking hole hard." The whole of Paula's lower face was soaked with Claire's juice and she fastened her lips over her sister's burning clit. Driving two fingers in and out of Claire's cunt as fast as she could, she sucked on the clit hard, pulling it into her mouth and scraping her teeth over the sensitive flesh. "Fuck, fuck," Claire gasped. "I'm going to cum." As the shuddering began, her back arched off the bed and her hot cunt cream poured out of her hole and washed over her sisters face. Paula kept sucking on her sister's clit for a few moments, as when she eventually released it, Claire collapsed back down onto the bed. She was convulsing and shaking and the knuckles of her hands were white as she tightly clenched her fists. When the contractions finished and Claire recovered her senses, Paula was sitting on her heels on the bed watching her closely and Claire said, "Come up here, and let me kiss you." Paula slid her way slowly up her sister's body letting her tits rub across her skin. Claire licked around her mouth, tasting herself on Paula's face before locking her mouth over her sister's to swap their saliva. Claire broke the kiss and reached out for the dildo. Waving it in front of Paula's face, she grinned and said, "Your turn." As Paula flopped onto the bed, Claire got her knees and crawled between her sister's legs. Paula's cunt was completely shaven, just the way Garry liked it, and Claire slowly rubbed the fuck toy up and down her lips. Paula spread her legs wide apart and gasped, "Get it up me sis. Fill my cunt with that big plastic cock." Using the fingers of one hand, Claire opened Paula's hole and pushed a couple of inches of the dildo into her tube. Paula's cunt lips closed tightly around the shaft as her sister began sliding it in and out and with every push, it went in a little deeper. "Oh, stretch my cunt wide, " she moaned. "I love the feeling of that toy up my fuck tube." "I can see that," Claire said huskily. "You're leaking cunt juice all over it." Paula could feel the wetness trickle out of her soaking cunt and run down between the cheeks of her ass. She was moaning continually as Claire worked the big dildo into her body until if reached the bottom of her tube and rested on her cervix. Using one hand to hold it in place, Claire's other hand easily found her sisters erect clit and rubbed it furiously. "Oh shit, keep doing it," Paula cried. " God you're going to make me cum." Claire was finding it hard to grip the shaft of the dildo because it was covered with her sister's juices. The slime coated her fingers and palm of her hand as she tried to keep a hold of it. Paula's head was thrashing from side to side and her eyes were screwed shut as she felt the familiar rush build between her legs. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming," she just managed to gasp as her back arched off the bed and her body shuddered and convulsed. Claire grinned, and continued rubbing her sisters clit until her back crashed down onto the bed when she took her hands away and left the fuck toy sticking out of Paula's sex. As Paula slowly recovered, Claire watched as the lessening contractions in her sister's cunt, pushed the dildo out of her body. Claire pulled the bedcovers back over their bodies and said, "Fuck, I hope none of the children heard us." "Don't worry," Paula assured her. "Even if they did hear something, they probably wouldn't know what it was." For the first time in many years, the sisters fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms. Mandy drifted off to sleep quickly but Jenny tossed and turned for ages. She couldn't stop thinking about Jason's cock and how good it felt inside her. Her cunt was wet and she turned and lay on her side with her back to Mandy. Raising her knee beneath the covers, her fingers slid easily into her wet cunt and she sighed in pleasure. She used to masturbate with only her forefinger but now she needed two fingers up her hole to satisfy her. The familiar tingling around her hard clit was just beginning when the room was suddenly flooded with light. She gasped and pulled her fingers away from her sex as Mandy sat up in the bed. It had been her who switched on her bedside light and she asked quietly, "What are you doing Jenny?" "Nothing, " she lied. "I was just trying to get comfortable." As she spoke, she turned onto her back to look at her cousin and was surprised when Mandy reached beneath the covers and drew her arm out. Before she had worked out what the girl was going to do, Mandy pulled Jenny's hand up to her face and sniffed her fingers. The smell of cunt was overpowering and a coating of her sex slime still covered her skin. Their eyes locked as Mandy moved her preteen face closer to Jenny's stinking fingers and sucked them into her mouth. Jenny was stunned at this display from the young girl and once her fingers were clean, Mandy pulled them out of her mouth and said, "I love the taste of cunt. Don't you." "I'm not sure," Jenny replied with the shocked expression still on her face. "The only one I've ever tasted is my own." "I've got a girlfriend at school and we suck each other off just about every day," Mandy said matter of factly. "Can I suck you too?" Jenny didn't even have time to reply as Mandy threw back the bedcovers and pushed Jenny gently until the girl lay back on the bed with her body propped up on her elbows. She watched as Mandy pushed her night-shirt up her thighs and lifted her butt slightly until the material was wrinkled around her waist. She gasped lightly as Mandy's fingers made the first contact with her dripping sex by lightly rubbing at the outer lips of her hole. Mandy watched Jenny's face as her fingers slipped up and down her cunt lips, spreading the juices that were running out of her. Increasing the pressure slightly, Mandy's fingers slipped between the swollen lips and played at the entrance to her fuck tube. The tube was much wetter and as Mandy's finger held her open, a thin trickle of slime ran out of her hole and slid between her ass cheeks. The smell of Jenny's cunt was strong in Mandy's nose as she squirmed onto her knees between her cousin's open legs and removed her soaking finger. Giving Jenny a smile, Mandy dropped her face to the girl's bubbling slit and pushed her tongue inside. Jenny's body stiffened at Mandy's touch and then she sighed and relaxed and spread her legs wider. Mandy's tee shirt that she wore to bed had ridden up to her waist and she could feel the wetness in her own fuck hole. She resisted the temptation to rub her burning clit and concentrated on bringing Jenny off. Jenny's eyes were half closed as she reveled in her cousin's tongue but they opened fully at an unexpected movement from the side. The retriever had got to his feet and stood for a few seconds sniffing the air. Trotting over to the bed he jumped up and pushed his nose between Mandy's legs licking her sopping cunt. Jenny expected Mandy to stop licking her and chase the big dog away but to her surprise she kept sucking and, if anything, licking her even faster and harder. The dog however was having an effect on Mandy and her hips began to rotate and thrust in response to the rough lapping of his tongue. The sight of Mandy being aroused by her dog caused Jenny's cunt to gush and she shuddered and she orgasmed into her cousin's mouth. Mandy greedily drank down as much of the girl's cream as she could and her lower face was covered in the slime. Mandy's stopped sucking on Jenny's cunt but stayed in the kneeling position as Prince's long tongue thrashed about inside her body. Her head collapsed onto the bed covers and she moaned continually as her sex and fuck hole were stimulated. Jenny's senses returned quickly and she squirmed off the bed and got down onto her knees at the side of the bed for a better view. She couldn't see any of the animals tongue as it was completely inside the young girls hole and its nose was pressed firmly against her puckered shit hole. The tee shirt had slit half way up Mandy's back as Jenny pushed her hand underneath. Mandy's tits had hardly started to develop and there was just a very slight bump where they would eventually be. Her nipples however were rock hard and sticking straight out from her body. Jenny rolled one of the solid teats between her thumb and forefinger before squeezing it hard. It was a good job that Mandy's face was pressed into the bed as the mattress smothered the scream that was torn from her throat as she climaxed violently. Every muscle in her body convulsed and she shuddered for a few moments before collapsing face down on the bed. Prince's tongue was pulled out of her hole as she collapsed and he stepped forward to continue his assault but Jenny pushed him away. Mandy was breathing hard as Jenny looked between the girl's legs. Mandy's cunt was open and flooded with a mixture of cum and dog saliva that was rapidly soaking into the bed covers. As Jenny waited for her cousin to recover, Prince jumped onto the floor and trotted behind her. She jumped when his cold wet nose contacted her sex and the decision not to push the animal away took less than a second. She pushed her soft, round butt cheeks into the dog's face and moved her knees further apart to give better access. By the time Mandy had recovered, Prince's tongue was firmly lodged up Jenny's cunt. "Fuck, it didn't take you long to get into animals," Mandy grinned sitting up on the bed. "Or maybe I should say, for an animal to get into you!" As Jenny looked up at her, Mandy said, "If you like dog so much, suck on this." She moved one leg to each side of Jenny's head and slithered down until her butt was on the edge of the bed. Jenny didn't hesitate for a second and her tongue snaked up her open cunt and sucked the cum and dog salvia into her mouth. Prince's long tongue was deep inside her body and the animal's rough tongue was stimulating her in the most delicious way. She dropped her hand to rub at her throbbing clit just as Mandy's fingers pulled her young cunt apart and let her cousin's tongue get deeper in. Having got as much cunt cream out of Mandy's hole as she could, Jenny fastened her lips onto the girls little hard clit and her tongue flicked over it constantly. Prince's tongue and her fingers were bringing her very close to climax but she was determined to bring Mandy off first. Sucking hard to pull the girl's clit into her mouth, she caught it with her teeth and bit down hard. Mandy orgasmed instantly and Jenny's face was suddenly covered in thick white cream that spurted out of the preteen's cunt. As she girl thrashed about on the bed, Jenny released her and rubbed hard at her own clit and climaxed over the dog's tongue. Recovering slightly, Jenny had to push Prince away and she heaved herself onto the bed and lay panting beside Mandy. They were completely shattered and they lay back down on the bed and pulled the covers over them. "So who's this friend of yours who taught you to suck cunt?" Jenny asked. "Silvia Henderson," Mandy replied promptly. "She's in my class at school. I really wish you could meet her but she's on vacation for two weeks," There was silence for a few moments before Mandy asked, "So what's your story. I can't believe that you've never sucked cunt before. Are you a virgin?" The question made Jenny laugh but she eventually replied, "Mandy, I've had a cock up my cunt just about every day for about the last 6 weeks, and some days more than once." "Wow," Mandy said, "And I thought I was a slut. Who's the lucky guy?" Jenny studied her cousin's face and thought for a while before taking a deep breath and said, "Jason." "Your brother!" Mandy said incredulously. "You're fucking your brother?!" Jenny just nodded and Mandy continued, "God, you guys are hot. Is he a good fuck?" "God yea," she replied. "He's got a great cock that's about 8 inches long and really thick. It sure stretches the wrinkles out of my cunt." "Shit, you're making me wet again," Mandy moaned. "Will you let him fuck me? I've been wanting a cock up me for ages." Jenny laughed and retorted, "I won't be able to stop him fucking you once he sees that sweet little cunt of yours. What about John? Have you two ever done it? I wouldn't mind trying his cock out." "I don't know," Mandy said thoughtfully, "He's never tried anything on with me although sometimes I wish he would. A couple of months ago he came into the bathroom after I had taken a shower and I purposely let the towel I had around me fall open. He must have seen my body, but he just turned around and went back to his room. I guess he's just not interested." "Don't worry Mandy," Jenny said huskily, "Jason's got enough cock for us both." Just as they were about drop off to sleep, it occurred to Jenny to ask, "So have you never had a cock inside you?" "No," Mandy responded, "At least, not a human one." Jenny suddenly rolled over, switched on her light again and sat bolt upright in the bed. "What the fuck do you mean, not human." Instead of answering, Mandy looked sheepishly over at Prince who was now curled up in the corner with his eyes closed. Jenny followed her gaze and then gasped, "No way. No fucking way. Letting him lick your cunt is one thing but you actually let him fuck you?" "Don't knock it until you've tried it, "Mandy said defensively. "He fucks twice as fast as any man could and he shoots a massive of cum." "Shit, I'd love to see that," Jenny said lying back on the bed. "Oh you will Jenny," replied snuggling down beside her cousin. "I guarantee it." o0o The End o0o *** Other Stories by old nada_bit. Now Nada Bit � nadabit@yahoo.com. 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bestiality/desert-blanket.txt	Desert Blanket ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ by Shuunka Tanka and Remus Shepherd Phillip Latrans, the artist, unpacked the watercolors and easel last. The essentials of life in the desert, he told himself, must come first. And so first the tent was pulled out and set, the coolers firmly secured underneath the RV's bumper. Every minor detail, down to his toothbrush and slippers, were handled before he could touch the black canvas portfolio. He opened it, and did nothing else. Near dark, past dinnertime, he realized that he had no hunger. His hands itched to keep busy, but cooking now would serve no purpose. Finally, out of frustration and boredom, he set up the easel and paints. The colours seemed muddy in the water he had brought. His lighting was poor; he could not seem to match the hues of the desert or landscape, and the sky itself darkened faster than he could mix. At the end, when all he had left was a propane lantern to see by, the canvas looked splattered with desert-tinted filth and runny streaks of sky. His art patrons would be disappointed. Georgia O'Keefe would be disgusted. Sitting there, watching the rest of the sky blend into the landscape, Phillip clenched his brushes and tried not to scream. But out of the night, something lonely screamed for him, howling out pain and frustration. He began to check his nighttime preparations, making sure the camp was secure for the night against invaders. As he prepared for bed that strange thing, in pain and frighteningly nearby, engulfed his nightly routine. It covered him when he slept, making it a fitful night. Thankfully the morning was silent. The camera, he decided the next day, should come first. Pictures first, then paintings. Latrans began to wander the rolling tundra with canteen and camera soon after lunch. The paints and easel had sat, covered with burlap, over the night. Nothing would happen if he abandoned them, he assured himself. A few hills (and few photographs) later he spied movement beside a stand of yucca plants. A large, tan animal shifted away as he came near. Soon Phil saw the feral, dog like creature in the full sunlight, with a glint of steel wrapped around its paw. The coyote stared back at him, wary and strained. Its eyes were dark and its growl coarse. Poor animal, he thought, but there was no way to free it. He took photographs instead. Maybe with a photo he could show that suffering, trapped in metal jaws and under the sierra sun burning, was not worth any bounty. "Seventy-five dollars." he spat. The camera clicked as he circled the coyote. "I would free you." he said, wishing he had brought a gun. The coyote watched him as he walked around her. She glared at him. Latrans felt her accusation. He heard her pain as the trap clinked against a rock. Suddenly she feared him and tried to retreat, tried to pull her paw from the trap. Her yelps made him run away. He could not bear her sight or sound. He found other, more pleasing vistas to capture with his camera. Then by early evening, when he had exhausted his canteen, Latrans returned to camp. The sweat from his forehead left a stain on the white towel he wiped it on. After a quick sponge bath, he attempted to paint yesterday's scene again. He mixed colours to match the sand and dusty mesas like a professional and soon captured the landscape. He tried to admire his work, comparing it to yesterdays attempt. Except for brighter blue, browns and oranges, it was the same -- and it said nothing. Latrans decided that it was excellent by its technical merit. He had captured every line, every crack and shift in the sand. "I have left out nothing." he boasted. Then the howling began again, weaker than the night before but still there and still in pain. Latrans ate cold beans and went to sleep, the watercolors still on his hands. Again sleep held no rest. His night had been filled full of nightmares. He imagined the coyote's ghost haunting him. Her spirit traveled in her lonely howl. Her spirit suffered. She cried out to him and he had fled. He picked up a roll of film. "I will make sure everyone sees these.", he promised. "I know you'll be dead soon." Her spirit had looked at him, through him, then deep inside -- deep enough to make him want to run again. Her howl called him back. He awoke in the afternoon. Daylight had chased her ghost away and let him sleep in peace. You are dead, he thought. God, I hope you are dead. Latrans hiked the mile back to where the coyote had been trapped. As he rounded a small rock formation, he noticed that she was gone. Maybe you were a ghost, he thought, wondering what pictures would appear on his first roll of film. Then the glint of metal caught his eye. She had managed to break the chain that held the trap and crawl about forty yards before falling. She hadn't gotten up. Latrans approached her body. He coiled around her, wondering if she was still breathing. His steps were cautious. He still feared her. As he neared her, he could see glazed eyes and a tongue puffed and lolling. Did it move? "You are dead now," he said, taking the lens cap off his camera. "Your pain is over... but I'll make sure everyone sees it." he whispered, kneeling close to her face. The viewfinder magnified her. She died of thirst, he thought. The camera clicked. Her jaw snapped shut. Latrans scrambled backwards. "Not dead." The coyote's breathing became visible. He blinked, feeling bad for somehow disturbing her death. Her tongue fell out of her dry mouth and she looked at him with accusing eyes. Latrans had no choice now. He opened his canteen and wet her parched tongue. She responded, feebly lapping at the water in the sand. Putting away his camera, Latrans attended to the poor creature. The trap was removed, gently, and her paw washed clean. He wetted the fur around her head and over her eyes. The last of the canteen was given to her to drink. Then, with some hesitation, Latrans lifted the coyote in his arms and carried her off to his camp. She lay upon the tarpaulin the rest of that day, in the shade of his RV. Phil tried to take advantage of the uncovered easel, attempting another landscape. But bringing her water interrupted him frequently, and eventually he abandoned his paints to tend to her. He spent most of the day stroking her fur, watching her slowly recover. After dinner, when the desert had begun to cool, Phil spent the evening sitting with her. Ladylike, she licked water from his cupped palms. He fell asleep that night sitting beside her. Just before dawn LaTrans awoke to the sound of mournful howling. Lady Coyote was gone. He wandered in the darkness to his tent, and did not wake until late in the day. It was dinnertime when he saw her again. The scent of the hamburgers frying in his campfire had enticed her, and she appeared at the edge of his vision, eyes sparkling. He laid out two patties, one cooked and one raw to see which she would prefer, and sat on the ground well away from the gift. Lady Coyote walked hesitantly to the offerings and ate them both. Then to his surprise, she padded over to where he sat, and started to clean herself. Phil watched closely as this animal lay in front of him, her coat turned into glowing gold by the flickering light of the fire. At first he was embarrassed, staring at her in what seemed to be a private moment. But the coyote obviously felt no shame, as she licked cooking grease off her forepaws, and desert silt from her hindquarters and groin. In the dim light she twisted herself into a glowing ball. For a moment, LaTrans thought he was witnessing some fiery angel trying to be born. After cleaning herself, Lady Coyote leaned over and licked his exposed leg, sending strange shivers throughout his torso. He petted her gently, unsure what to do with this creature of the desert. She made her intentions clear by setting her forelegs on his shoulder and pulling at him with quick, impatient motions. He brushed the big animal away and fought waves of arousal and terror. The thought of being alone with a wild carnivore suddenly felt frightening and strange. He started to move further away when the coyote turned to face away from him, pulling her tail across her flank, and staring back at him with golden, pleading eyes. The sight of her, motionless and staring, was more than Phil could bear. The firelight gave her body an indistinct outline, and once again he saw the glowing spirit that she was, the elemental life that he had saved. And within those motionless eyes he saw the intent to repay a spiritual debt. Not human, but no longer an animal, Lady Coyote stood as a symbol before him. It was a reason to doubt, a reason to do. LaTrans caught his breath at her offering. He moved towards her with passion reigned in by fear. Trembling, he reached out, brushing his fingertips across her flank. She did not bite but with her deep brown eyes. The firelight danced in them. Phil ran his fingers down her back. She arched her back to meet his caress. He slid out of his chair and down to his knees, kneeling beside her, hands on her golden fur. He leaned his head on her hind quarters, still afraid of her jaws. Soon as his cheek touched her a chill went down his spine. Against his face her fur was soft and warm. Her scent crept in his nostrils -- a dusty musk. He inhaled deeply, trying to take in all of her. In his mind her smell became colour -- shades of sienna and tawny chocolate browns, cinnamons and shades of coral. Not coral, he corrected himself, but a stronger, hotter colour. Phil closed his eyes a moment, searching the palettes in his head. He felt her move underneath him. She bent her body, pressing her muzzle into his neck. He felt her nose as an icecube against his throat and the colours in his head were splashed with cool lines of blue, bleeding to the warmer colours brushed on his mental canvas with her pink tongue. He clung to her, wrapping his arms about her. Lady Coyote lapped at his neck then face. Her tongue lingered about his lips, catching bits of food that his napkin had not. He opened his mouth just slightly, let his tongue touch hers. Violet. She pressed further, pushing his mouth open with her own. Purples. Her ivory teeth clicked against his. Lady Coyote tasted the back of his throat. Phil trembled. He forced his eyes to open so he could behold this strange being that he'd let into his camp. Their eyes met. Reflecting in her eyes he saw the fire again, and himself mirrored -- his image no longer straight. What does she see, he thought. Herself in my eyes, the fire, or me? Distortion? His grip turned to caresses. Lady Coyote licked his face a little more and turned, pushing her rump against him. The softness dragged across his face. She turned further. Soon his cheek slid down the gentle curve of her hind quarters. Quickly another musk invaded his nostrils. Reds, crimsons! He pressed his face into her rump, struggling to find more of the scent, the source of this scent, to taste the pink of her scent. He buried his face, could feel the sticky wetness of her full lips. Phil tasted her as he would a woman. As an artist, he had more than his share of them. But this was no woman. She was Lady Coyote. He pleasured Lady Coyote as he would've his last girlfriend. She rocked her hips. Phil slid his body under hers, continuing to lick, pouring all he had into the effort. You are no alien, but a goddess, he thought. She dug her claws into the legs beneath her, pulling sharply, rocking her hips into his face. LaTrans was lost for half an hour. The sensations blinded him to all else. The only thing on the canvass for Phil were the colours of coyote and man, her sweet musk mixed with acrid sweat. The shades mixed, making for colours no one had seen before. They darkened the picture with noises yipped by her, moaned and breathed by him, and howls from the two together. They made testement under the moon. Eventually he entered her, easier than he thought possible for a creature such the size of coyote -- but then the artist was not large himself and together they had produced more than enough waters to mix. His howls blended with hers for his entrance signaled the end. He came quickly, and Lady Coyote cleaned them both. Phil took her into his tent that night. The desert had become cold, but her fur blanketed him. And by the time the moon had set, she was gone from his camp, leaving behind only the stars and her smell on his body to remember her by. Epilogue: ~~~~~~~~~ The artist, Phillip Latrans, waited for her to come back the next day. Only clouds came. The brief rainy season in the desert had begun, much earlier than usual. He covered his canvasses and waited for Lady Coyote to return. But that night he heard two sets of howls. Phil went to sleep that night tense and envious. Sunlight woke him up early the next morning. Finding himself hungry, Latrans ate breakfast staring pointedly away from the barren horizon. He fixed his eyes upon the nearby vegetation, which had bloomed with the rain, and he forced himself to contemplate the tones and hues of what he saw. After breakfast, he went back to the easel and tried once more to capture the landscape. Three canvasses later it was past lunchtime, and he had nothing to show for his efforts. The best of his still-lifes lacked depth and emotion; the worst was an abstract shamble of colour. Depressed and feeling the loneliness of the desert, Phil let his mind wander. He began to toy with the paints idly, seeking some saving inspiration. A curve of red struck him at first. He made it a shape, and added shades of sienna and desert gray. By the time the light began to fail him, Phillip Latrans was crying, staring at a finished portrait of Lady Coyote. The tears were for the sheer magnitude of the work, he told himself. It took a week for Phil to stop crying; a week to translate every memory he had of her into lasting pigment. An entire week past of listening to lonely cries at night and their comforting answer, echoing farther and farther away from his camp. After that week, when the night was finally silent, Phillip Latrans took home a magnificent set of pictures titled 'Desert Blanket' -- a gift from a lover to him. Please mail any comments to both the authors below. Thanks. Mitkuye Oyasin! (Coyote and all!) -- Shuunka Tanka (shuunka@netcom.com) Remus Shepherd (remus@netcom.com)
bestiality/a-boy-and-a-horse.txt	Date: Sat, 14 Apr 2007 00:52:35 -0700 From: Canine Casanova <canine_casanova@hotmail.com> Subject: A Boy and A Horse A Boy and A Horse A real-time story* by Canine Casanova It was the most beautiful animal he'd ever seen, galloping and romping there in the meadow. He couldn't understand how such a big animal could move so fast, but he watched anyway. Galloping through the swaying grass, mane and tail flying in the wind. Such freedom, such power! And something else that he couldn't quite put his finger on. And such beauty! He watched the graceful flow of the stallion's motion, the powerful movements of his muscles, and felt a call within his spirit. After watching the lovely horse for awhile, he decided to continue on his way and rest under the shady tree that was often a place of comfort for him. He fell asleep for awhile, but his dreams were filled with images of the animal he'd just seen. He dreamed that he was a horse, running and galloping along with the creature that had so touched his heart. He woke up feeling refreshed, even though he had been busy within his dreams. He decided to go and find the horse that had so captivated him. As he made his way back to the meadow, he saw the horse grazing quietly. He must have finally run out of energy, although the concept seemed impossible. He walked towards the animal, admiring his gorgeous mane, thinking about its silky smoothness, and remembering the feeling of freedom and power he got when he saw it flying in the wind. This was more than just a horse, this was a special being, a kindred spirit, an entity that shared his passion for life. He knew then that there had to be more than kind words and scratchy ears. He waited for that oh-so-lovely horse to finish grazing, and then spoke to him in soft, gentle tones. He soon realized that there was no need for this, since the magnificent stallion was standing there looking at him with his big brown horsey-eyes as if there were nothing but clarity of thought and communication between them. It was time for some kind of action. With that unspoken approval to press him onward, he climbed up onto the horse's back and settled himself, feeling the power and life within the creature. As he got comfortable, the horse decided it was time to express some more freedom, and leapt into a gallop across the meadow, mane and tail flying. He held on tight, adjusting to the rhythm and feeling the wind on his face and hands and laughed aloud with the joy of it. How he envied that horse! Such freedom to run, wherever and whenever he wanted, to live as he chose, and still have the luxury of being cared for and fed now and then--truly a world to be envied. But now, it was a world they shared, horse and rider. Flying through the grass, racing the wind to the end of the meadow and back, only the sound of heavy breathing and the wind in his ears, and the smell of grass and horse in his nose, and joy, so much joy in his heart! This was an animal who understood him, and he could only wish that he had the same understanding for this wonderful creature. They galloped for what seemed like hours, around and around, in no particular direction, neither one caring where they went or how they got there, until at last the stallion tired and slowed down, and finally came to a stop. He got down then and laughed again, so filled with happiness at being allowed to share in the kind of freedom only a horse can know. He whirled around and around, giggling like a silly schoolgirl, releasing the extra energy that had been built up within him, finally collapsing to the ground, smiling and looking up at the clouds and knowing that for now, he was even freer than those big fluffy white vagabonds could ever hope to be. He lay there for a long time, staring up at the sky and not seeing anything, letting the exhilaration seep through him until he could once again handle the experience he'd just had. But there was more here than the joy of running through a meadow on the back of a beautiful stallion. He got up and looked again into those big, beautiful, soft eyes. The horse looked back at him with the wisdom of centuries, which seemed a little unnerving. One doesn't expect a "dumb" animal to look like that. But this was no ordinary animal, either. He was overcome by feelings which shocked him at first. It wasn't his obvious love for this animal, that wasn't new, although the strength of the emotion was. It was an almost overpowering desire to experience a further understanding, a further joining with the animal that seemed to be able to look straight into his soul. He was nervous. He was uneasy. But oddly, he couldn't seem to find the guilt that everyone would surely tell him he should be feeling. He made a mental note to think about it later, right now all he could think about was being close, so close to the animal that had so captured his heart. No human had ever evoked this kind of emotion in him before. More than love, it was something he couldn't explain. Not lust, even though he looked at the stallion's beauty with obvious appreciation, but such a deep caring that he didn't know the words for it, nor did they matter at that moment. There was nothing to say, all the communication they needed was already happening. Gingerly at first, and then more directly, he put his arms around his beloved's neck and held his lovely horse, which wasn't "his" and yet was, for several long moments, feeling the heartbeat and breathing of this massive animal against his neck and back, and it thrilled him in ways he didn't completely understand, but he knew that there was no turning back now. He was committed both to his own need and the need of his partner, who had never said anything to him, hadn't even so much as whinnied, and yet they were one, thinking and feeling together out there in the meadow. It didn't make any sense, but that didn't seem to matter. Very little mattered at that moment, just the two of them mattered. The whole world was made up of them and the meadow in which they stood, and nothing else. It was overwhelming. He felt giddy at the power of the emotions he was experiencing, but this was no time for analysis, not now. Once again he moved his fingers through that silky mane, feeling it run through his fingers like water, feeling the rush of affection for this new-found friend and partner. he moved on then, rubbing and scratching and caressing his way down his lover's back, feeling the strength and yet a gentleness that was quite unexpected. As he approached the flanks of his stallion, the horse whickered and gave a little shudder--apparently, he wasn't the only one who was feeling the electricity in this relationship. If the mane was that soft, how must that tail feel? He wanted to know, but he also wanted to enjoy himself a bit more. After all, there were two of them there. So he quickly removed his shirt, enjoying the feel of the warm sun and the gentle breeze on his skin, and then went back to explore that velvety tail. Ever so gently, being mindful of the powerful hindquarters of this huge animal, he stroked it, feeling the soft hair in his hands and against the skin of his chest, making him shudder with excitement. He had never felt anything like this with any human lover, ever. It was amazing, and still a little scary, but he couldn't stop now--not when there was this lovely tail to play with, and what appeared to be even smoother, softer hair beneath.. He worked his way up to the base of that lovely tail, combing through it with his fingers until it was as soft and smooth as it could be. Just then, the stallion flicked it back towards him, spreading the silky hair all over his chest. He was not just shuddering now, he was trembling with the excitement and anticipation of what he hoped would happen. Carefully, ever so carefully, he worked his fingers down from the base of the horse's tail, down between his massive flanks. At his first touch, he felt the horse stiffen quickly, and he pulled away instantly, not wanting to get the wrong reaction. But as he stood there wondering what to do next, the stallion turned to look at him, as if to say, "well?", and that was all that was required. He went back to working on that strong, lovely ass as his horse lover turned back around and uttered what can only be called a sigh of contentment. Such a human reaction, he thought--but he was used to experiencing things he didn't expect--the whole afternoon had been like that. Such velvety hair in this spot! He had never really thought about it, but he was glad he did now, and it appeared that the horse was, too. He could feel the muscles in his lover's flanks rippling when he touched just the right spot or moved in just the right way, and he could see the tension growing in the horse's neck as he craned it towards the sky. He couldn't see his partner's eyes, but he was sure they were closed. He wondered what it looked like when a horse smiled, but he didn't want to leave to find out just now. He spent a long time softly touching, massaging that gorgeous ass and wondering just what else might transpire in that area. He knew what he wanted, and it seemed clear that the stallion was thinking along the same lines, but it was so wonderful, he didn't want it to end. he wanted to savor it, all of it, as long as he could. But still his desire churned, moving him onward. He moved around to the side of his lover and knelt down, caressing the strong legs and flanks, taking time to admire the massive balls and the sheath, which was showing signs of activity. But there would be time later. There were other soft places to explore first. Slowly, he stroked up and down the horse's stomach, wondering if it turned the animal on as much as the same touch turned humans on. More whickering and a great shudder that wracked the entire beast gave him his answer. He could hardly contain himself, he so wanted to be intimate with this animal, and it seemed like it would happen. At last, after reveling in the soft smoothness of the fur on the horse's stomach, he turned his attention further back. It was an amazing sight, and one that he never thought he'd ever view with such passion and desire. Gingerly, he reached back to fondle his lover's balls, which caused the stallion to stand stock still, muscles straining with tension. They were so big, and they felt so very full... This was becoming better than he had imagined it just a little while ago. And still he moved on. Never thinking about what others might think of his actions or his feelings, totally absorbed in the love for this lovely animal, he touched the stallion's sheath. it was already beginning to harden and he could feel the animal's pulse flowing through it. It was truly exciting--he had never imagined ever doing anything like this before, and now he could think of nothing else. As he massaged the sheath, the animal's very large penis began to slide out and into his hands. It was so warm, and so big, and so moist, feeling like rubber and velvet and skin and he didn't know what else. He felt himself staring as the horse's organ became larger and harder in front of him, appreciating the magnificence of such a creature in a much more real sense than he had before. He was shaking. His mouth was watering. He didn't know whether to go on or not, but then he felt it in the air and in his head--the feeling of love coming from this animal, as if the stallion were consoling him, telling him that it was ok, that their love was strong...and then he had no question. He reached out his tongue and gently licked the tip of the horse's now-hard penis. At the touch of his tongue, his partner gave a little buck and a whinny, but he knew now that there was no discomfort here, only pleasure and love. As his confidence grew, he licked more and more, all over the massive organ, massaging it with one hand and those huge balls with the other, taking what he could into his mouth, although it only seemed that the tip was all that would fit. But his lover didn't seem to mind. The horse's breathing became shallower, and his heartbeat got faster. Much faster. He could feel the pressure of the animal's pulse moving his penis within his mouth, and it drove him crazy. There had to be more to life than this, but right now he didn't care. He had an idea, and as he reached up behind those big balls to lightly stroke that soft ass, he got a good idea about his good idea. The stallion bucked once, then stood rock- steady as his organ began to twitch, quickly and violently. He knew what was happening and kept up his pace and his caresses, as wave after wave of his lover's cum shot out from the now-gargantuan penis. He was amazed at the sheer amount, but he had never really thought about it, either. His own penis, once ignored, now demanded his attention--violently. He felt as if he were on fire, as if someone had been pushing him toward the brink all this time, but he hadn't noticed. Now that he had time to note his own reaction, it was almost overwhelming. He quickly removed the rest of his clothes and stood naked in front of his lover, who looked at him with a look of appreciation and genuine love. He again threw his arms around that massive neck and hugged his partner close to him, feeling the prickly hairs push into his flesh and reveling in the new sensation. As if on cue, the stallion lowered his head and licked his throbbing penis with his long, sticky tongue, sending shock waves through his entire body. It was a miracle that he didn't cum right then and there, but this was no ordinary horse, this was a most perceptive horse who knew full well what was going on. After he managed to calm down from that one luscious lick, he couldn't take any more. He moved around behind his lover, who lowered himself down to his knees--a most perceptive horse, indeed! He knelt behind the animal, looking down at that lovely ass with its smooth soft fur, and felt himself shiver in the warm sunlight. He moved closer, closer, until he could feel the warmth of his lover's body against him. And then he paused, just for a moment, as if he couldn't bring himself to do the "evil deed", until his stallion lover turned to look at him again, and whickered softly, beckoning him to continue. He slid in then, and was immediately overcome by the sensations. The warmth, the tension, the feel of the animal's strong rhythms. It was better than anything he had ever experienced before. Absolutely incredible. He didn't know why he didn't simply cum immediately, but he thanked whoever was responsible for that fact. He began to move in and out, with slow, long, gentle strokes, savoring the feeling along his entire length, feeling the animal's body react in obvious pleasure to his attentions. He leaned over his partner's back and stroked that soft mane again, wishing that his lover had hands with which to stroke his hair. The stallion turned his head and nuzzled him, which was just as good. It was incredible. he had never felt so loved before in his entire life, and almost couldn't believe it was happening now. It was so good, so intense, almost dream-like, but what he was feeling was real enough. After a few more long, lingering minutes, he could stand it no longer. He quickened his pace until he felt himself swimming in a sea of pleasure as he exploded within his lover. He felt the horse react to his climax, trembling with pleasure and whinnying softly. Wow! He still couldn't believe it, but hey, why not? If he was dreaming, he certainly didn't want to wake up now. After he was spent, he drew himself out of his lover, who then stood up and moved around to stand behind him. He didn't know what to make of this development, so he stood there, waiting to see what would happen next. The horse pushed on his back with his muzzle, forcing him to bend over. As he did so, he noticed that the stallion was already hard again, and his brain immediately put it all together. In that one moment, he realized he was in for the experience of his life. If his mind hadn't been blown by now, it was about to be. He moved beneath his lover, who gently moved up until his body was in the perfect position to please his human partner. He didn't know how such a massive penis could fit into him, but he was willing to try, since it was clear that the animal felt it was possible, and he trusted this horse completely, more than he had ever trusted any being before. He wasn't afraid or nervous, he was just happy, so happy! The horse then began to press forward, and he could feel the big head of that hot, throbbing penis against him. He pressed backwards gently, feeling the tip begin to enter him. He was amazed at this, seeing as he could barely get it into his mouth earlier, but he wasn't about to question fate. The stallion pressed on, ever so gently, until the head of his penis was inside his human lover. And that human lover had found bliss. Both of them had. In that moment, everything seemed to stop as he realized that he had been and was making love to this wonderful, caring animal who had more love for him than any person ever did. He wanted to be a horse himself then--so that he would be able to better enjoy this experience, but being human didn't seem to be so bad, either. The stallion then began to stroke in and out, gently at first but slowly building in pace as the passion of the pair grew to a fever pitch. After what seemed like hours, he felt the swelling and twitching and cried out in ecstasy as he felt his horse's cum shoot up into his body. Wave after wave of pleasure rolled over him with the force of the wind and the rain and the thunder. He couldn't remember what happened just then, but he did remember that it was beautiful and wonderful and magical all at once. The world spun, his head spun, and for one brief moment, he was a horse, feeling the freedom and power and sensuality all within him, and it overwhelmed him completely. He cried at the power of the feelings and sensations, and he wept because he could not know this intensity all the time. But for now, it was marvelous. After his lover was finally done and had gently slid out of him, he lay down in the grass, sighing contentedly, moving dreamily in and out of sleep and daydreams as his stallion lay down next to him. He put his arm around his lovely horse and drifted off to sleep, dreaming of galloping across a meadow with his mane and tail flying... * This story was written in real-time during a chat session with a friend. It has been edited for spelling and format only--no content has been changed from the original "telling."
bestiality/they-came-upon-a-midnight-clear.txt	Date: Fri, 25 Dec 2009 23:59:24 -0800 (PST) From: Robert R <dancer5612004@yahoo.com> Subject: They came upon a midnight clear My mother was stuck home with a cold during the peak of the holidays, and didnt want me to spend time with her to catch it, so she suggested it would be nice for me to go visit my uncle in the outskirts of town for Christmas Eve. My aunt had traveled out of town to visit her family, and my uncle was all alone in that desolated shack called a house in the country. It was suggested that I stay over because of the chances of a heavy fog, and being he had a spare rundown bedroom, it was ok with him to keep him company. My uncle was not one to stay up late, and knew the better part of the evening was going to be spent watching the television in the living room. I arrived at about 5pm, and he had fresh tamales ready to be eaten in the refrigerator. When I arrived at the front yard, I was greeted first by a pack of dogs he had owned living with him and my aunt. One dog instantly got friendly with me and was bouncing around right beside me while walking to the front porch. The others just sniffed and wagged their tails around me. All the dogs seemed pretty friendly, as my uncle approached the porch to greet me inside. He was retired, and somewhat of a loner staying at home almost all of the time. When I was eating my hot tamales at the kitchen table, my uncle was watching TV on the couch, and that same dog sat next to the table looking right at me. At first I thought he was hungry, and he did grab hold of the loose tamale I threw on the floor. After he ate it, he jumped up with his front paws on my lap, and started licking my around my arms. I thought this was unsanitary as he was getting close to my plate, and pushed him off. He still sat there, however, with his eyes wide open and loose tongue hanging out just staring at me wiith a smile. When I got up to clean the dishes, the darn dog got up on me putting his right paw on my butt, and then got back down to bark. My uncle told him to shut up from the living room, and so the dog became quiet. While at the kitchen sink scrubbing the dishes to put them away, the dog again got on me, but this time it started to hump my left leg in motion. I quickly lifted my leg up backwards, and he got off, but still sat there looking at me with that darn tongue haning out with saliva. It was even breathing heavy at this point, and slightly wimpering. It was a beautiful white mutt, with green eyes and a nice smile. It kept following me around wherever I went in the house either to the bathroom or down the hall to my spare bedroom. There were no gift exchange between my uncle and me, but he did offer me some shots of Jim Beam whiskey of which I was not too fond of, but didnt want to insult him by saying no to. After several shots, and some hot coffee, my uncle thanked me for keeping him company that night, especially on Christmas eve. He told me good night and to sleep tight in the bedroom nobody hardly used.When I sat on the couch with the bottle of Jim Beam next to me, I decided to take a few more shots. When I drank the last shot, the big white dog walked forward to me and got on my right leg that was extended on the floor. It immediately started humping my leg, and then got off just as quick. I didnt even move my leg because I wanted to see how far that dog was going to go with it. I couldnt believe that this dog had eyes for me. Almost falling asleep on the couch, I then got up to turn the TV off and hit the hay. The dog, of course, followed me to the bathroom, but I closed the door on it as I showered. When I got out of the bathroom, I noticed the dog had disappeared. So I went to my bedroom hoping for some peace and quiet, when I saw him hiding from behind the door, and he looked at me on all fours. I didnt want to disturb my uncle in the other room, so I kept quiet myself. I whispered to the dog to silently go, and even pointed down the hall, but it sat down in the middle of the bedroom floor. That's when I shut the door, and put some of my clothes aside. All I had on, and planned to sleep in were my white tshirt, and the Activskin tights I usually wear as underwear. These were a new tights for men that resembeled pantyhose, but was made for the male member instead. I like the tights for several years now, and wore slippers to keep my feet warm. The dog lay on the floor looking at my every move as I put some of my things away on the drawers. The anxious dog then propped itself on the dresser with one front paw, and looked like it was begging staring right up at me with it tongue still hanging out the left side in slimy saliva. I knew that dog wanted something, but what? My uncle had the house heater on full blast, and it was rather warm in the room, so I took off all the blankets and pushed them down a little. I started to kick my slippers off, and kicked off the first one too hard as it landed directly under the bed. Oh, man, I thought, and got on the hard wooden floor with one spiral carpet to reach for the slipper that was hiding. Just as I did that, that dog that I had forgotton was next behind me, got up over my buttocks and started to rock itself. I was still reaching for the loose slipper barely inches away from my fingertips, but was being entirely distracted by the feeling of this dog's cock lunging into my butt crevice. Even with the hose on, I knew he couldnt enter, so I kept grabbing for the slipper and got it finally. While backing up, the big white dog pushed itself over me, and with it's two front paws, pressed downward on my backside. With me in a daze from the many shots of whiskey, I was stunned a little, but while he pushed me down in front, the long dangling dog meat of his shoved itself into my anus cavity hole. With both his hind legs standing straight up, he had empowered me into bottom fuckhole position. He had pushed himself as far as his hard wienie could force itself into my asshole to send his animal instints into oblivion of sexuality horse play. He stood firm in backing me with his hardcore love of a round male butt up in the air ready for any cock willing to jolt itself inside it. I could sense his huffing and puffing with his tongue extremely out while making his hardcore wienie go back and forth between my legs. I wanted to get up without a fuss, but as I did so, he began to growl like a wolf in heat. His front paws just used its incredible muscle power to push down on my back to keep my face next and close the floor, both my legs propped up and spread eagle while his long hardening cock poked steadily into me, rubbing itself gently back and forth. Then he propped himself with both hind legs closer to the back of my thighs, and around my legs, and began to fuck me hard. His long juiced tongue was ranting with saliva vigor as I lay there helplessly with my butt up in the air and my poor clean tights getting juiced from a big horny oversexed dog. The precum dog cum was staining my anal cavity, but I heard him enjoying every minute of it. He moved his hind legs even closer than before, stretching themselves completely around my kneeling legs, and he continued to fuck me, heavily. His long doggie dick feeling every inch of the area between my legs, and not being able to enter my anus because of my tights I had worn. Unfortunitely, that too had changed as I had unpredicted this dog's capabilities. After spending what seemed several hours of him on top of me doing his horny doggie thing to my exposed butt in the air, moving his big hairy thing deep down inside me feeling the comfort of both my legs holding him tightly and nearly cumming at this time, I could feel him denying himself the urge to cum at the moment. He was seeming to relish just loving the feeling of his dick meat coursing its pleasure up my butt. It finally rested itself on top of my back, and that made me fall forward on my stomach. With this unfortunate move on myu part, the dog excitedly buried its member deep into my crack and really started to let loose its wang bang action power into my butthole, making its hard hairty thing dig deeper, pushing the tights inward daring the material to give in. My mind, still in an alcoholic daze from the shots, thought it was just better to let him finish, for what harm could there be to let him do so. So I just layed on the hard wooden floor with the round carpet, and was hoping he would finish his business. I was no longer shocked, but had to endure his thrusting cockhead trying to drive itself into my asshole. The dog knew this after struggling for so long, and like trying to dig for a hole in the backyard, stepped back and with its jaws yanked the back of my tights down over my butt. Even Lassie could not have ventured such a wild move, as my butt was nakedly exposed. I got up with shock this time, but of course, got up the wrong way using my elbows to try to brace myself, that's when fido swooped over me and put his big wang into my anus, forcing it to spread my legs into submission. The dog drove it;s juicy wang into my hole with my nylon tights folded downward below my round butt about to get doggie dicked! Both my eyes exploded wide as I felt the desperate member take hold of its victim, and shove all of the cockmeat into my gaping ass. The dog whined at this point, so much, I felt sure my uncle would hear from the other room. Unfortunitley, my uncle had passed out into a deep sleep, and had recollection of what was going on under his roof. The dog then jet sprayed his erect cumshot all the way into my anus of which he was still slowly fucking, breathing hard and breathing heavy. Soft saliva pouring down from his mouth as he soon got off wagging his tail behind him, and then sneezing. I got up in torment at having been raped by my uncles biggest dog. The dog motioned it wanted to leave the room by scratching the door with its front paws, and I let it out. Just then another dog entered the room, and a few more dogs followed it inside my bedroom for the night. For some reason, I ran for the other side of the bed, but tripped on the round carpet on the floor. Needless to say the one big black dog immediately got on me, and it too, tried to hump me. Then I noticed looking out of the open window there was no sign of fog, and a starlight night. The doggie came upon a midnight clear, I thought, while the other dogs ravaged me, one after the other. They were all male, and they were all horny. It was morning when the entire episode had eventually finished as the sky grew light. I was laying on the wooden floor, my mind in a daze, with doggie cum oozing out of my orifice, and stained everywhere. Just then, the big white dog came into the room, licked my open anus, I thought to clean it, but then got on top for another round, this time allowing it happy dog dick to swiftly take over my open butt, almost immediately. My uncle yelled from the kitchen, "What do you want for breakfast . . . sausages??" I was having my early morning breakfast sausage, already. THE END Please post in bestiality section, thanks!
bestiality/dog-tales.txt	From: jurgen_van_der_wilk@sysd.gds.nl (Jurgen van der Wilk) Subject: STORY: Dogtale.txt (young teen/dog) A shepherd as best friend Date: Sun, 19 Dec 93 01:19:00 +0100 Organization: uugate/2 (OS/2) GDS BV,Internet/Fido gateway +31-15-569865 Hi All! Another story from my collection. Enjoy it, or not, whatever... Regards, -Jurgen.- -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- A friend of mine sent me some true stories about him and his dog when he was younger. I pass them on to you with his permission. Dog Tales I was 12-years-old and as every normal young man, I had the run of the neighborhood. Having many friends, myself with the higher IQ of most, I was always doing odd jobs for all the neighbors. Having a lot of mechanical abilities, I had a small engine repair shop in our backyard. My Step-Dad and I built a large steel building where I worked on mowers (riding and push), chain saws, go-carts, mini-bikes, tillers (garden), and all small engine-type machinery. The building was solid steel with only one door and no windows. I added a latch on the inside of the door where I could lock myself in for the privacy to work without unnecessary interruptions. The setting was a great work place. I had all the tools imaginable along with work benches and so on. Once inside, I had every- thing to do the best job possible. As most young men, I had a best friend that stayed by my side just about everywhere I'd go. Whenever you'd see me, my friend and PROTECTOR was there. My friend and protector was a large German Shepherd. He was large, weighing approximately 100 lbs. Sarge, a male Shepherd, was there for me to listen and watch over me when the (older) bullies would try to pick on me. Never did he let me down. When I'd go into my workshop, he would be there! He never did answer, but he would never fail to listen. On one hot summer night, I decided to go out and tinker around to get a head start on the next day. I had on a pair of short shorts and a T-shirt which was my normal apparel during the summer. Of course, my best friend was right by my side. We went in, locked the door, and I sat on a stool beginning to work on a push mower. The stool was real low to the ground where my knees were higher than my butt. I was putting points and condenser in, and out of the blue my best friend came over and began humping on my leg. It was rather shocking at the time. Being a larger dog than most, when he wrapped his front legs around mine, he meant business. I tried to push him off, but the more I pushed the more he pulled on and the harder he humped. Then I felt his dick slapping against my leg. For some reason, that feeling excited me. I leaned over to see it, which made the excitement increase even more. It was large, long, kind of pointed at the head and super pink. My own dick began getting hard and I knew the feeling of getting off. He was humping even harder now and I saw him letting out some a pre-cum on my leg. When I saw that, I knew he was needing to get off. I had some Vaseline within my reach so I grabbed it and took a good amount in my hand. I then took a hold of his dick, grasping it firmly, letting him fuck it as hard as he wanted. He pulled even tighter to my leg and fucked my hand real fast. It wasn't too long before he started shaking and shot cum all up and down my legs and arms. Right when he got off, his dick swelled up 3 times larger and the cum was in a great amount. That was real exciting and hot! The size of his tool was fascinating; when he got off, it swelled like a balloon, the shots of cum were long, thick and covered my entire leg. When he backed off, it was as if he looked and smiled, saying, "Thanks." He looked like he wanted to repay me. He started licking all the cum off my legs and got up to my crotch. My dick was throbbing. My nuts were hanging out and when his tongue hit them, WOW! I had to pull the rest out. I did and he licked it as if he had done it before. He licked my balls, started at the base of my dick and worked to the head. At one point, he took it all into his mouth as if he were sucking it. He licked it and gnawed until I couldn't stand it any longer. I stretched out both legs, held his head and shot my load. He continued licking at the head and caught every drop. He ate it all with a hungry look in his eyes. I had a gay dog and he really treated his owner with pure pleasure. We became even better friends right then, 'cause we gave each other a lot of pleasure. That was the beginning of a new type of relationship between us. Approximately two weeks went by without any happenings. We ran around as if nothing ever happened, although in the back of my mind I was worried about him jumping on my leg while out on an outing. It didn't ever happen, though! After two weeks went by, he and I were in the workshop late in the evening. As always, the door was locked on the inside. Since it was late, the rest of the family was already in bed, so there wasn't a chance of anyone knocking at the door. I was hard at work with a riding mower and had nothing else on my mind. I was leaning over the seat, working on the gear box that drives the rear wheels. It was apparent that Sarge had other things on his mind, though. He walked over to me and licked me on the back of my neck a couple of times. I reached up and patted him on the top of the head and said, "That's a good boy!" He went over and sat down while I continued to work. A few minutes later he came back over to me. I was still leaning over the seat, then all of a sudden, he reared up, locked his front feet under my arms and around my chest and started humping my head. He was a powerful Shepherd and had me pinned over the seat. I was off-balanced and had trouble trying to pull away. When I put my hands on the ground and turned my head to push up, his long pink dick started slapping me on the face. It was hard, slick, and he was determined to get off with me again. He humped hard, pulling me harder against his dick. His dick slapped against my lips and thoughts of him on my dick a couple of weeks earlier came to mind. His determination of hanging on so tightly finally paid off. I slowly started to part my lips and his dick was right on target. The heat, slickness, and length was turning me on more and more. I finally opened and let him in, holding my lips firmly over him. That is what he was after! When it penetrated my hot lips, even more came out of him length-wise. He was humping harder now and I could feel and taste little spurts of pre-cum hitting the back of my throat. The taste was rather strong, but sweet. He fucked my mouth for about two to three minutes, maybe longer? Then he swelled hugely and filled my mouth with what seemed to be a pint of cum. The size of him was so big inside my mouth I couldn't pull off him. I had no real choice of doing nothing but swallow as fast as possible to keep from drowning. When he finally relaxed, it was still swollen behind my teeth. I took him by the rear and pulled off. He yelped fairly loud when my teeth scraped across his tender dick. After he sat down, he began licking himself, still entirely out from the swelling. As he licked more, the swelling started to go down and returned back in. While the sight of that was happening, I sat on the seat pulling my hard dick out, taking my shorts all the way off. I began stroking my own and Sarge looked at me. He seemed to smile at me then got up and came over. He stuck his nose to my asshole, sniffing then started licking. He tongued my asshole, then moved to my balls and on to my hard shaft. I moved my hand and he went to work in an experienced manner. For some reason, this time he spent a lot of time licking and nosing my asshole. This was beginning to feel great, then he moved back to the balls and shaft. I lasted approximately five minutes, then I shot my load. The first hit him on the nose, then he moved directly to the head. Um, just as if he knew where the best feeling was. He lapped at my dick's head ferociously while I milked every drop out for my total pleasure and for his returned pleasure. After that experience, I really began to wonder if he was a reincarnated gay male. This Shepherd knew the right was of giving pleasure and was even more determined on the right ways to get it, too! The more I thought about it, the more convinced I was that he was a gay male in another life. A few nights later we had our last and final experience. I went to the shop becauseit needed to really be cleaned badly after months of neglect. The workbench and shelves were a total wreck. I cleaned the top bench off and the top shelf and only the the bottom shelf needed to be finished. It was a super hot evening and I was sweating more than usual because of it. I didn't have a shirt on and was wearing a loose (baggy) pair of gym shorts. I sweated so bad that my shorts were totally soaked. Not thinking of anything except cleaning, I knelt down on all fours and started straightening the bottom shelf. That is where I kept motor oil, gear lube, hard grease (for what needed heavy grease) and Vaseline for the things needing a lighter type of lube. I spent a few minutes cleaning. Sarge came up behind me and started smelling and nosing my asshole through the shorts. The first thing I thought about was him jumping on me, trying to fuck me. We had been through a couple of experiences, which he kept a secret, so I thought, "Why not?" At least try, anyway. I reached for the Vaseline and greased my asshole up, loosening it up by forcing two fingers inside. I took Sarge and got him riled up, taking a hold of his dick. It wasn't long before he reared up on my back and his dick was slapping against my asshole. I reached between my legs, stroking him to a hard hard-on, then squeezed him inside me. He was getting real excited now. He humped so hard that at times his back feet were coming off the ground. He was fucking me long and hard! His dick felt like a brass furnace inside me. Going deeper and deeper with every hump. While he was wrapped around me with his front legs, it was as if he was giving me a reach-around (like a true gay male). The excitement of him fucking my ass and stroking my dick was great. Not thinking of anything except the feeling at the time, it wasn't long before I shot all over my stomach; long, thick streams; one hitting my chin. Right when that excitement was finished for me, he began to get off as well. Forgetting about the massive swelling when he got off, my asshole began to hurt. He was cumming deep in my ass and the swelling was stretching me out. I was filling fast with both cum and swelling. The pain was getting worse and I wasn't sure if it was from the amount of cum or the swelling. I finally felt the cum subsiding, but the swelling stayed. I felt as if I had been given a gallon of fluid in an enema. He had gotten off inside me; I had gotten off as well, but the swelling was still there. We were stuck as two Shephards; me, on all fours; him, trying to pull out. His dick swollen as a balloon in my ass where the air couldn't get out. At one point, he turned from my back, trying to walk away and pull out. I had both my legs holding him to me. I held him, lying on my stomach for what seemed to be hours. In about 20 minutes, the pressure of the cum finally pushed him out. Damn! What a relief it was! We had both gotten off once again, but the pain was more than I wanted. That was the end of our sexual relationship. It had been exciting and new experiences for the time being. A couple of days after that, I sold him to be a watch dog for a service station. and avoided going around there.
bestiality/accidental-love.txt	Accidental Love. I had just gotten home from work when the phone rang. Dale, my next door neighbor was calling me. He told me that he had a secret that he wanted to share with me. Normally, I would have been happy to go over and see what he had to show me. But I had just gotten off a long shift and I really didn't want to do much except get some sleep. When I told him how I felt, he begged me to come. He sounded so desperate, that I relented and got dressed and went over. I came through the back door. Dale was a bit of a pack rat and you could never know what he would be doing next with the odd stuff he bought and brought home. Mounds of computer paper decorated the livingroom today, last month, he had seemingly bought out the entire stock of an Oregon Thunder Egg dealer out in Madras, Oregon. He had stacked them so hapazardly, that the floor had given way in one spot and hundreds of pounds of the rocks had dropped into the basement. Now, the computer paper wouldn't do the same, but some of the stacks were so high as to present a hazzard of tipping over and burying a person alive in them. As I stood there, I heard his voice call out to me from the basement. Heading downstairs, I had to make room for Shark, Dales Huge Great Dane. A year after Dale had moved in, he had gone to the local animal shelter and found this dog and brought him home. I had sort of envied him, I had done the same some years ago and had cared for, and loved two male Labs. Sadly, they had both died just two years ago and I still had not gone to the dog shelter to try to find another to love. I just didn't want to again face the terrible feelings that had come to me after I had buried them. As he passed me, I got whapped on the side by the tail that I had told Dale he should have docked. Dale would laugh and then change the subject. Now, I could see row upon row of blinking lights. and Dale standing in the corner fiddling with a bunch of wires. As he worked, I stood there and watched him. Dale had admitted to me that he was gay. I told him that I was a zoo. Dales face fell a bit when I told him that. Later, when we got drunk one night, he admitted that he was sort of fond of me and would I fufill his fantasy? I told him that I wasn't into that sort of realtionship, He nodded and then continued to drink until he passed out. Lugging him to the taxi and then carting him home was easy. The real problem was when I got him in his house. He came around and then begged me to stay the night. I carefully told him that I just couldn't. That was the hardest point, because he started to cry. I sat with him for a couple more hours, then he fell asleep on the floor while still begging me to stay. I left the house and went to my own. My heart hurt for him, he was a nice guy and friendly. But I had drawn the line earlier in my life and that was the way it would stay. The next day, he apologized for what he said and did. I told him I understood. He dropped the subject from then on. Now, he finished and lifted the panel back into place. Flipping some switches, he stood there as a low whine started to come from the other side of the machine. Coming nearer to me his face was wreathed in a smile. " What do you think?" He said. " Nice" I replied. " But I thought that Christmas lights are supposed to be put outside." " Very funny." He snorted. " I think I have finally developed a way to cause a rip in time." I looked over the equipment. Mostly it was bargain basement stuff that most manufactures had thrown away or just dumped at a local auction. " But do you have the ability to sew it shut too?" I asked. Giving me a dirty look, he flipped a couple more switches and then stepped back to a ring-like device that had hundreds of wires wrapped or fastened to it. Carefully using a stick, he tossed it through the ring. The stick went through the ring and fell to the floor. Dale picked it up and tossed it through again. Nothing happened. Casting a worried look at the machine, he walked over and flipped a couple more switches. Throwing the stick again, it landed next to Shark who picked it up and brought it to him. With a growl, he took it and snapped it in half. Stomping over to a box on odds and ends. He picked up a small cube of metal. He then tossed this through the ring. Nothing happened. By this time, the whining from the machine started to hurt my ears. Shark was laying down now and had his paws covering his. Flipping a final switch, Dale stood near me and then wound up like a major league pitcher and threw the cube at the ring. I came to a couple of minutes later, smoke and flames were pouring from the machines and I couldn't find the fire extinguisher that he had. Grabbing Dale and Shark, I staggered up the stairs and out of the house. I heard shouting as I came out and laid them both on the lawn. The rescue squad arrived first and started trying to revive Dale. After thirty minutes, they gave up and covered his body. Shark had finally come to and was staggering all over the place. I grabbed him and took him to my place and then went back outside to tell the police what happened. By the time the fire department arrived, the house was totally involved and they didn't bother trying to fight the fire. About six hours later, they hauled off the equipment and Dales body also. Saddened by the loss of a good friend, I wearily walked back to my house. Sitting there, I had tears rolling from my eyes as I remembered him. I now sort of wished I had given into him that one night. Shaking my head, I knew that that sort of wish would no longer be possible. I heard a snort and looked up into the eyes of Shark as he stood there. Patting my lap, he came to me and licked my face. " Easy fellow, I'm sorry but I guess you're going to have to live with me now. Your owner has gone from here." I said. Shark cocked his head and looked at me. " I guess that I sort of screwed up the experiment, didn't I?" He said. I sat there, my eyes nearly popping out of my head. His lips parted in a sort of doggy smile. " As to that time I wanted you to stay the night, care to take me up on it now?" He said. I leaned back and started laughing. He climbed halfway into my lap and I hugged his massive body. " I think I will." I said and then got up and followed him into the bedroom. That night, both of us found what we needed and wanted most of all.
bestiality/streunerin-postapokalyptisch.txt	Date: Tue, 25 Apr 2023 14:55:03 +0200 (CEST) From: streunerin@tutanota.com Subject: Streunerin Postapokalyptisch Kapitel 1 Categorie: Bisexual, but mainly lesbian and some beastiality Tags: adult-youth, beginnings, non-english, sf-fantasy, urination, romance and some more like voyeurism, exhibitionism Dies soll eine in Teilen interaktive Geschichte werden. Die Hauptdarstellerin werde ich euch im folgenden vorstellen. Es wird hochgradig frivol und auch explizit geschrieben, aber vor allem erst einmal erotisch. Auch detaillierte Gewalt wird es geben, aber vor allem gegen Untote. Mögliche und angedachte Szenarien sind, dass die beiden Hauptfiguren F und f miteinander aber auch mit F, f, M, m und Tieren interagieren. Allerdings wird es zwar erotisch, wenn ich euch abholen kann, sehr erotisch, aber wer Penetration und harten Sex sucht ist hier falsch. Frivolität und Erotik soll es werden, aber auch etwas "seltsam" und sicher auch "abgefahren". Aber lasst euch einfach überraschen. ;) Die Interaktivität wird so funktionieren: Ihr beginnt ein Kapitel. Mit MAXIMAL 5 Sätzen. In dem ihr die Situation und eure Figur/en (gerne auch Untote/Gegner) kurz beschreibt. Alle die weiter gehen oder offtopic irgendwelche Anweisungen geben werden sofort ignoriert. Alle anderen müssen trotzdem in mein Konzept passen. Wollen wir sehen was hier wächst. :) Schreibt mir auf streunerin@tutanota.com ________________________ 2558 Heute ist das der erste Tag des 7. Jahres der Seuche. Seit die Welt von Arschlöchern überlaufen ist die einem an den Kragen wollen. Also hat sich eigentlich nie etwas geändert... Bei dem Gedanken musst sie ein wenig in sich hineinlächeln. Kurz blitzen ihre makellosen weißen Zähne zwischen ihren vollen Lippen auf. Um die hellgrauen Augen bilden sich Lachfalten. Menschen waren noch nie ihr Ding. Und dass sie, im Vergleich zu anderen, so gut klar kommt ist wahrscheinlich darin geschuldet, dass sie, seit sie mit 12 von ihren Pflegeeltern weglief, den Menschen der viel gelobten Zivilisation, ohnehin aus dem Weg ging. Heute ist sie 36. Und freut sich jeden Tag dass sie noch lebt. Genießt die Natur und die Ruhe, wie vor der Seuche. Sie trauert um keinen Menschen. Die stören nur die Natur bei der Wiedereroberung der Welt. Es ist Wochen her dass sie einen Lebenden sah. Näher als durch ihr Fernglas eher Monate, wenn nicht Jahre. Die die noch ein schlagendes Herz haben, scheinen noch offensiver ihr Leben zu verteidigen als zuvor. Ein Grund mehr einen Bogen um sie zu machen. Sie trägt die aschblonden Haare kurz, weil es praktisch ist. Die Sonne hat ihr helle Strähnen verpasst, schöner als jeder Friseur sie jemals hinbekommen würde. Genau aus diesem praktischen Grund trägt sie auch einen blauen Moleskin-Overall. Dicker, strapazierfähiger aber auch dichter, reiner Baumwollstoff. Trocknet schnell. Man riecht nicht. Und da juckt und kratzt nichts. UND er hält sogar einen Biss dieser Biester aus. Und obwohl wir Juni haben und es dermaßen schwül ist bleiben die Ärmel unten. Und leichte Arbeitshandschuhe hat sie ebenfalls immer an. Zudem hohe Schnürstiefel, typische Kampfstiefel mit Stoffeinsätzen im Leder. Auch die ordentlich geschnürt bis über die trotz Stiefel schmal wirkenden Knöchel. Um ihren schmalen Hals trägt sie wie immer einen headscarf. Als Schutz vor Sonne und Bissen. Einzig ihr Boonie-Hut steckt zerknüllt in einer Seitentasche der Hose. Den einzigen "Luxus" den sie sich gönnt ist dass sie alle Knöpfe des Overalls geöffnet hat. Alle. Bis eine Handbreit unter den Bauchnabel. Ein großer Bauchnabel in einem winzigem Bäuchlein. Dem man ansieht dass sie zwar fit ist und auch trainiert, aber auch gerne isst. Ein leichter Schweißfilm ist alles was den Oberkörper in dem wirklich tiefreichenden Ausschnitt bedeckt. Unschwer zu erkennen ist an der Wölbung im Overall dass ihre Brüste in einem B-Körbchen leiden würden, auch wenn sie einen C-Körbchen nicht komplett füllen würden. Aber vor allem ist zu erkennen dass die genau da sind wo sie hingehören. Und zwar ganz offensichtlich ganz ohne irgendein Textil das die beiden dort hält wo sie zu sein haben. Trotz ihres Alters würde jeder Bleistifttest scheitern. Sie ist ein kleiner als 1 Meter 60 und wiegt fast 58 kg zum Teil der Fitness geschuldet, aber auch gesunden Kurven. Ihr runder Hintern wiegt bei jedem ihrer stiefelschweren Schritte neckisch hin und her. Jede Kurve passt zur anderen. Perfekt. Und der Hohn dabei? Niemals kam jemals in den Genuss diesen Körper zu benutzen oder für sich zu beanspruchen. Nicht mal nackt hat sie jemand gesehen von dem sie wüsste. Aber das wird sich schon bald grundlegend ändern. Völlig anders wie sie selbst sich das vorstellen würde, würde sie drüber nachdenken. Was sie nie tut. Sie hat in ihrer Pubertät mal versucht sich selbst zu streicheln, kam dabei aber auf keinen grünen Zweig (vielleicht wegen all dem Groll und Kummer der in ihr rang) und ließ es dann einfach, zumal sie seit ihrer Flucht von den Pflegeeltern einfach damit beschäftigt ist zu überleben und etwas zu Essen zu finden und keine Muse mehr hat über einen solchen Luxus nachzudenken. Abende im Wald mit der untergehenden roten Sonne im Hintergrund und zirpende Grillen machen sie glücklich. Sie braucht kein Radio und kein TV geschweige denn andere Zerstreuung. Tief auf ihren Hüfte trägt sie einen breiten Gürtel mit Holster und einer Scheide für ein Messer. Ein großes Bowie 2.0 von SOG auf der Rechten, ein stabiles kräftiges Messer. IMMER scharf. Am Patronengurt sind unzählige leere Plätze und nur zwei Patronen zu erkennen. Im Holster auf der Linken steckt eine halbautomatische Colt M1911, stahlgrau mit Wurzelholzgriffschalen und stark abgegriffen aber in tadellosem Zustand. Der Griff nach vorne gedreht damit sie sie mit Rechts schnell gezogen bekommt. Auf ihrem Rücken trägt sie alles was sie besitzt in einem großen Rucksack. Da sie schon Stunden unterwegs ist, greift sie sich ab und an die Stellen wo die Gurte des schweren Rucksackes reiben. Sie nimmt einen Schluck aus der Feldflasche an ihrem Gürtel und stellt fest dass sie dringend mal sollte. Zu dem wird es auch einfach Zeit für eine Pause, zumal der Wald lichter wird und sie irgendwie auf eine Freifläche zu kommen scheint. Die Sonne steht schon tief. Sie windet die Trageriemen des Rucksacks von den Schultern. Presst ihn rückwärts an einen Baum und lässt ihn an ihm hinuntergleiten. Sie verrenkt die Arme nach hinten um rausschlüpfen zu können und der Overall drückt dabei ihre Brüste flach und ihr Gewebe presst sich etwas in den Ausschnitt. Mit einem Griff öffnet sie den Gürtel und legt ihn mit einem Schwung oben auf den Rucksack. Sie schiebt den Overall von den Schultern und greift den jeweilig entgegengesetzten Ärmel und windet sich in dem recht eng anliegenden Stoff bis er langsam an Armen und Rücken heruntergleitet. Kaum die Arme draußen greift sie an die Hüfte und schiebt ihn zu den Knien. Die Sonne blendet indes so sehr dass nur noch ihre Silhouette zu sehen ist. Sie verschränkt die Finger ihrer Hände, biegt den Rücken durch. Streckt die Arme hoch und dehnt sie nach hinten. Sie atmet tief durch und genießt die frische Abendluft die sich langsam abkühlt. Sie stellt die Füße recht weit auseinander, geht eilig in die Hocke, dann vor auf ihr linkes Knie und beugt sich etwas vor. Am unteren Ende des Scherenschnittes ihrer selbst kann man deutlich lange, glatte Haare erkennen. Die eine Hand greift in den Overall zwischen den Knien und schiebt ihn so weit aus der Bahn wie möglich. Die andere Hand teilt die Haare in ihrem Schritt. Nichts schlimmeres als dort nasse Haare denkt sie. Aber schon geht es los. Zu voll war die Blase. Wie konnte sie das nur so lange ausblenden. Sie wirft den Kopf in den Nacken unter einem lauten Raunen, ja fast einem sanft grollendem Stöhnen, ergießt sich der Urin ins Laub. Sie lässt den Kopf nach unten fallen, atmet schwer und schließt fast genießerisch die Augen als der Druck nachlässt. Der Strahl ist stark, klar und gelb, ja fast golden, Reflexionen der Sonne blitzen funkelnd auf. Der trockene Waldboden saugt alles gierig auf. Das war dringend. Mit dem Hintern wackelnd, schüttelt sie kurz ab. Lässt die Haare wieder los, die sich sofort wieder aufrichten und sich schließen. Sie steht auf und zieht den Overall zur Hüfte. Streckt die Arme in die Ärmel und mit dem Schwung der Arme und einem kleinen Hüpfer bringt sie ihn über die Schulter. Bevor sie sich dreht bringt sie alles in Ordnung und streicht den Stoff glatt. Sie nimmt den Gürtel und wirft ihn sich tausendmal geübt um die Hüfte, und schließt ihn mit einem Griff. Sie überlegt. Noch schauen was vor ihr liegt? Oder rechtzeitig zur Dämmerung in Sicherheit erholen für was auch immer morgen kommen mag? Sie seufzt und entscheidet sich für die langweiligere Variante. Schleift das außen am Rucksack angebrachte Seil durch einen Griff und knüpft ein Ende an den Gürtel. Springt am Baum neben ihr zum höchsten erreichbaren Ast hoch, greift zu, zieht sich hoch. Bringt ein Knie vor sich. Stößt sich hoch. Steht auf den Ast und zieht den Rucksack am Seil hoch, hängt ihn einen Ast der stabil genug ist und setzt sich selbst auf den breitesten. Sie lehnt sich an den Stamm und streckt die Beine lässig überschlagen den Ast entlang aus. Sie verschränkt die Arme unter der Brust und dämmert schon weg als sie die Augen schließt. In einem Moment motiviert, und im anderen todmüde von den Strapazen des Tages. Wie schon immer. ________________
bestiality/briannas-new-friend.txt	Date: Thu, 12 Jan 2006 23:24:29 -0500 From: Hottie Girl <wetshvdpusy@hotmail.com> Subject: "Brianna's New Friend" This is of course a complete work of fiction. All situations and characters though they may be based on real events or persons are in fact the complete fictitious imaginative and creatively perverse ramblings of the author. "She was a sexy looking creature. Standing there at the edge of the water in her skintight spandex neoprene body suit. It hugged her curves beautifully and let me tell you she had some curves. My pussy was getting wet just from staring at her large breasts with their hard nipples that were showing through the thin skinsuit and the way it was pulled up into her pussy causing a super sexy cameltoe effect. She had just come out of the water and her long brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail and I could see water droplets dripping off of the tip of her nose and nipples. My heart was racing as she looked over my way and smiled at me as she pulled the rip cord at the back of her neck and in a smooth well practiced move slid the zipper down and slipped out of the wetsuit top as she let it drape around her waist as if standing there topless was the most natural thing in the world. However I did realize that she never broke eye contact with me throughout the entire exercise. Was she flirting with me? I was most certainly intrigued. In fact I couldn't take my eyes off of the large silver rings pierced through her nipples. She reached into a small duffle bag and pulled out a tiny bikini top and casually tied it into place taking her time moving and maneuvering her large shapely breasts into place in the tiny cups. Actually calling them cups is really giving them to much credit. They were more like a nipple covering and that was all. Still standing there by the waters edge she pushed the skinsuit down and off her long shapely legs, standing there in nothing but the tiny top. Her pussy was completely shaven and she had long thick pussy lips. She was also pierced down there as well. Three hoops in fact one through her large protruding clit and one through each lip. Damn my pussy was leaking for sure now. She reached into her duffle again and came out with the bottoms to match the top. It was just as small as the top. If I had to guess, I would say it was only about 1-inch wide and 2-inches tall. It more or less went inside her pussy lips instead of her pussy lips going inside of it! I felt way over dressed in the small green bikini I was wearing. I was feeling like a little schoolgirl with my first crush yet I knew I was almost old enough to be her mother. She picked up her wake board and duffle then approached me with her hand extended, "Hi there. I figured that since you watched me undress and dress and that you are obviously turned on by me that I should at least introduce myself. I am Erin and you are?" "Uh Brianna. I am Brianna, I stammered. By the way, just how could you know I was turned on anyway?" "That's easy," she said as she reached down and without hesitation pushed her finger against the crotch of my bikini. I looked down at my light green bikini and saw a very distinct dark green circle there. Erin had continued rubbing my wet spot as she talked and then brought the wet finger to her nose before slipping it into her mouth and sucking my juices from it. It's a good thing we were the only two people on that small beach because I reached down and slipped the crotch of my bikini aside and offered, "You want a little bit better taste of it there sweetie?" This time she dipped two fingers directly into my shaved pussy and instead of sticking them in her mouth she shoved them into mine! Well its not like I have never tasted my own pussy before but I decided she needed to taste it as well. So I stood and grabbed her by her long brown ponytail and pulled her mouth to mine. Our lips met in a long sensual kiss that lasted a few minutes. It ended with our hands roaming eachothers bodies. Voices pulled us out of the moment and we quickly grabbed our stuff and headed for my house, which was after all just a few miles away from the river. As we walked through the front door we were greeted warmly by my dog Sandy. She is a 5-year-old golden lab. She immediately put her cold wet nose right to Erin's pussy and sniffed her before taking a quick lick with her big rough tongue. To my surprise Erin acted as if nothing was wrong and just patted Sandy on the head as she sniffed and licked her through the bikini. "I really like your dog Brianna, she is very friendly. Do you let her lick your pussy?" "What? I exclaimed! Lick my pussy well that's just disgusting!" Without responding to me Erin pulled out a kitchen chair and sat down spreading her legs wide open and pulling her bikini aside, "Someone's been teaching her how to lick pussy, she said as she spread her legs and Sandy went right to licking her pussy. Well let me tell you everything in my mind was saying how evil this scene in front of me was but my nipples were hard and my pussy was wet from watching her. I thought for a split second that the only other person who could possibly have taught Sandy that was my 14-year-old daughter Zoe. But then I thought, no way Zoe was a good girl and would never do anything like that. Erin was well on her way to and orgasm as Sandy pushed her six-inch long tongue deeply into Erin's slit. I walked over to her and leaned down and sucked one of her nipples through the thin transparent bikini top. She moaned even more just before letting out a small scream, which I quickly muffled with my mouth on hers. I didn't know what was coming over me as I quickly pulled my bikini bottoms off and sat in a chair next to Erin and watched as she finished. Erin pushed Sandy towards me and Sandy instantly pushed her tongue into my pussy. Erin stood next to me and started kissing me as she removed my top and the rest of her bikini as well. We were now both naked as she started sucking on my nipples as I had done to hers. I opened my eyes after a wave of pleasure washed over me and was stunned to see Zoe sitting on the kitchen table right across from me naked and fingering her own hairless pussy. Oh my god, I need to get the dog and Erin off of me I thought. Then another wave of pleasure washed over me and all thoughts of stopping them left. My eyes closed tightly as my orgasm overcame me. Fuck I needed this. It had been way to long since I came like that. As my pleasure subsided Zoe sat on my lap. Her firm C-cup breasts right there at mouth level. I stared at it as she talked, "So I see you found Sandy's hidden talent mom. She's really very good don't you think?" "Yes dear she is probably the best pussy licker I've ever met." "You know mom I was just thinking the same thing. I've never had a guy or a girl who could lick me as well as Sandy does." Damn my little girl was just telling me that not only is she sexually active but that she is bi-sexual and into bestiality as well. "Uh hello people?" "Oh yeah honey I want you to meet my new friend Erin. She's actually the one who first discovered Sandy's taste for pussy." Uh hello Erin." "By the way silly, I'm the one who really discovered it, Zoe began, though I have to admit I helped her along. You see mom one night after a bad date with Billy I came home and saw Sandy licking herself and the thought struck me, could she lick me any better than Billy could? Well I tried to get her to lick me but it didn't work until I poured some maple syrup on it. Then she couldn't get enough of my pussy." "Wow that's one hell of a story Zoe, Erin said." I was still staring at Zoe's tit when I thought to my self, "Fuck it!" I dipped my head and sucked her big nipple right into my mouth along with about half of her tit. She threw her head back and closed her eyes moaning, "Yeah mom do it, suck my hard nipples." Erin approached and began kissing Zoe while two of my fingers found my little girls dripping wet pussy and entered it. When Erin broke their kiss Zoe leaned to me and our lips met for the first time. Zoe pulled me to the floor and with her on the bottom we fell into a sexy mother/daughter incest sixty-nine. I savored the young sweet flavor of her pubesant pussy. Zoe pulled my hips down and tongue fucked my pussy. I felt another tongue and knew it had to be Erin. She was licking my sensitive rosebud getting it nice and wet before sliding a finger in. She finger fucked my ass for a few minutes before stopping. I was enjoying the flavor of my daughter's pussy when I felt pressure on my ass yet again. "Baby, what's that sweetie? I asked Zoe." "Mom, Erin is about to fuck you in the ass with a big ass strap-on dildo!" I never had a chance to reply because at that very moment Erin lunged forward and my willing and ready not to mention experienced ass took that dildo to the hilt. Zoe was exactly right; it was a big ass dildo. My ass was filled more than it had ever been. I mean I had had a lot of cocks and dildos in my ass but never one this big. You got to admire a woman who carries a huge strap-on in her bag with her. I went back to work on Zoe's sexy little hairless pussy in front of me and the whole time was enjoying the fat jelly dong pistoning in and out of my tight asshole. I was moaning into my daughter's pussy and she was moaning into mine. I knew I was done when Zoe reached up and pinched my overly sensitive nipples. My body stiffened and I went into climactic convulsions as the most intense orgasm overtook me and overwhelmed every sense in my body except pleasure. This event started on a Friday and didn't end until Sunday night. Uh, correction, it actually ended early Monday morning. My daughter Zoe and I are now regular lovers. Erin visits and stays over with us frequently. Zoe and I are learning to wake board now and we are going to adopt another dog tomorrow. Erin's coming with us and this time we're looking for a male! The End
bestiality/garys-new-experience.txt	Date: Mon, 18 Apr 2005 15:08:07 -0700 (PDT) From: gary storie <gary2002gary@yahoo.com> Subject: Gary's New Experience This story is fiction. Everyone has heard "hung like a horse". Thats why Gary would never turn down the opportunity to see if a donkey really has a big cock. Gary told his dad had to take a few days to be on a boy scout camping trip. He had no trouble convincing his parents to let him go knowing he liked camping. He packed his bags and went to the bus station Friday afternoon knowing his parents would be at work. Then he was off to Mexico. Gary had heard of The DONKEY SHOW and they wanted to see for himself whether it was true that a girl or even a boy like himself could get fucked by a donkey. He asked several men that approached them in the street. They were misdirected by many, but they finally found the place. It was dark and the show was just beginning. The teenager was shown to a seat, and ordered tequilla and lemon. In Mexico it was easy for a young teen to get alcohol it seemed especially at place like this. A donkey was led to the stage as the lights were dimmed and the stage lights were brightened. A beautiful Oriental girl with long black hair and a Mexican girl of perhaps 18 yrs. walked out to stage and spoke softly to the donkey. They were bright eyed and obviously looking forward to this moment. One walked to the donkey's head and talked to him while the other went to his belly in search of donkey dick. It slowly came out as she stroked it. Soon it was fully extended, but not hard. She took it in her hands and stroked more quickley and it grew to about 14 inches. She put her head down to it and extended her tongue to the tip. It was salty with drops of donkey cum. She took as much in her mouth as she could, but more cum was leaking from the end of his dick. A table was brought to the stage for the girls to lay on. She took his dick and worked it into her pussy. The donkey's dick began to get hard and thickened noticeably. As it swelled she cried with joy, this is what she looked forward to. She pulled and pushed the huge cock in and out of her sopping pussy. The donkey was beginning to cum and her cunt made noises as the cum began to squirt. The other girl pulled the donkey cock out of her and put the end in her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could, but choked up much of it for the audience. The other girl gathered up the donkey's cock in her hands and let him finish in her mouth. When the donkey finally finished and his cock began its retreat, she looked at the crowd, who were cheering. She let a huge gob of cum run down her chin to her tits. Gary had seen for himselves that this was not a legend but a real live occurrence. Women really did want to be fucked by someone "hung like a horse". Gary returned home but knew he had to have someone BIG. He found an ad in an adult newspaper advertising for anyone interested in animal sex. He answered the ad and received a reply in a few weeks. Pictures sent with the reply verified these people had a trained pony. Gary once more made up a lie to be away for the weekend and took the bus. Thank goodness for luck because the bus stopped just down the street from the farm. He took the bus to the farm where he hoped to take his pony in his ass. The pony was there and so was a donkey. They were both well trained, as he would find out later. The owner said this was the 20th or 30th time his animals had fucked women but had never fucked a teenage boy. Gary approached the pony with caution but he developed a hardon as soon as he got close. Gary's own cock had gotten hard. He became very still as soon as he crouched down to see his mammoth cock. Gary reached out to touch it. It was warm and hard. He smiled at the rancher who was video taping the whole scene. He put the end of his mammoth cock next to his lips, smiled at the rancher. The head slipped it into his mouth. The pony felt his warm mouth on his cock and began humping slowly. He stopped because he felt as though he was going to cum and Gary didn't want him to cum yet. They moved a small padded bench over and he lay back on it. Both men helped her scoot down to where he could get the pony's dick into his hot ass after the rancher had shoved with is fingers a big clog of Crisco. His own cock was throbbing. He guided the head to his Crisco coated ass and slid in just the head. The pony humped and about 8 inches glided into his slippery ass hole. Gary was in heaven with that huge cock buried in her ass. The rancher was snapping pictures and video taping the whole affair. Soon it was unavoidable. The pony began lurching and he held the shaft of his great cock so it wouldn't hurt him His ass made sloppy sucking noises and the pony prick pounded his ass. Giant plops of cum fell to the floor. Gary's own cock erupted sending cum across his stomach. After reaching an orgasm, he pulled the still huge but limp pony dick out of his steamy ass. It popped out and hung there still dripping. She took the end of it and put it in her mouth sucking the remaining pony jism on her lips. He was ecstatic. He just fucked his first pony. The rancher had a surprise. He asked,"Did you really cum in the stall with the pony?" He said that at first he was concerned he might hurt his but later he came. The rancher said that he had a donkey and that the donkey had been trained to fuck women as well so would probably fuck a hot boy's ass as well.. They had film, a woman, and an eager donkey. He was brought into the stall where the small bench was and led the pony out. The donkey knew what this was all about. He became excited immediately. They calmed him and Gary slowly reached under his belly and grabbed the donkey dick. He said that he was surprised that they didn't smell like barnyard animals. The farmer explained he kept them washed all the time when he was entertaining guests who fuck the animals. He took the end of his donkey prick and put it in her mouth and sucked him for a few minutes. He began to develop a raging hardon. It was brown and white and purple and swollen to the limit. It had a huge head on it and cum was beginning to leak in small spurts. He took them on the tip of his tongue, then pulled away so longs strings of donkey cum extended from his horny lips. Video closeups were taken and photos were snapped so everyone could see this action again and again. Gary quickly put the donkey dick back in his mouth and tried to take as much as she could down his throat. He sucked at the donkey's cock until he was so horny he asked breathlessly for the bench so he could get fucked by the donkey. The rancher helped him position his ass near the donkey's prick and took it in the middle of it's 18" length. He pushed it against the opening of his asshole and pushed slowly. The head, as swollen as it was, popped into his gaping hole. He fucked the cock in and out of his hot slot. The donkey began pumping in and out. The rancher wanted him to take his hands off the donkey's dick and let him fuck him for the camera. Gary did but the donkey tried to get his whole dick up him. He had to take it in his hands again to control the depth of his fucking. Soon he began to feel the warmth of cum leaking from his hole and running down the crack of her ass. He didn't want it to be over yet but knew there would be another day. He knew he was being fucked by a donkey and the thought alone made him begin to cum as well. Soon large gobs of donkey cum were plopping to the floor and running down his legs to the bench where he lay. The crack of her ass was in a puddle of donkey cum. Gary cried out as he reached his orgasm and the donkey brayed as he came by the bucket. He laid there for a moment then slowly pulled the still dripping donkey cock from his open ass. They moved for close ups while the donkey wandered away. Cum ran slowly out, trickling down his legs and butt. This was a day to remember. End of part 1 if you like this let me know and I will attempt to write a part 2 gary2002gary@yahoo.com
bestiality/the-rod-of-might.html	<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 3.2//EN"> <HTML> <HEAD> <TITLE>Rod of Might 2: Salanu and Aradd Steal the Thrimmod</TITLE> <META NAME="GENERATOR" CONTENT="StarOffice/5.1 (Linux)"> <META NAME="CREATED" CONTENT="20001113;20244700"> <META NAME="CHANGEDBY" CONTENT="Keith Peck"> <META NAME="CHANGED" CONTENT="20001116;15414300"> <STYLE> <!-- TD P { color: #000000 } H2 { color: #000000 } H3 { color: #000000 } P { color: #000000 } --> </STYLE> </HEAD> <BODY TEXT="#000000" BGCOLOR="#ffffff"> <H2 ALIGN=CENTER>ROD OF MIGHT 2</H2> <H2 ALIGN=CENTER>"Salanu and Aradd Steal the <I>Thrimmod</I>"</H2> <H3 ALIGN=CENTER>by R. Keith Peck</H3> <P ALIGN=CENTER><FONT SIZE=2>Story Codes: MM/best/anal</FONT></P> <P ALIGN=CENTER><FONT SIZE=2>© 1995,2000 R. Keith Peck; All Rights Reserved</FONT></P> <H3 ALIGN=CENTER><FONT SIZE=3>Forward</FONT></H3> <P ALIGN=LEFT><FONT SIZE=3>The prime Elvish account of this particular episode in the Quest of Equus and Elf can be found in Ponyboy's <I>The Bestiary</I><SPAN STYLE="font-style: normal">, his chronicle of his adventures in Gudea. However, "Rod of Might 2: Salanu and Aradd Steal the Thrimmod," is not of Elvish origin. It is, in fact, a Human tale, deriving from accounts made in the Kingdom of Mindea not long after the events recounted. "Rod of Might 2" is accurate to a degree not attempted with "Rod of Might 1," though both stories, one representing a real event the other a myth of a real event, are interesting.</SPAN></FONT></P> <P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE="font-style: normal"><FONT SIZE=3>It is thought that this particular version of the story was early on collected in Konyaselend's <I>Pornographicon</I>, probably no more than fifty years after Laerak's death. It formed the basis of what was later called the Matter of the "Rod of Might," those pornographic myths made by Humans after their brief involvement with this great Elvish quest.</FONT></P> <P ALIGN=LEFT STYLE="font-style: normal"><FONT SIZE=3>The edition given here has been checked against the original Mindean document, and some errors of translation corrected. Astute students of Gudean perverse literature will note that, in comparison with previous editions of "Rod of Might 2," <I>west </I>has become <I>east</I>, and vice versa. This confusion in geography arose due to poor understanding of the rather complex Mindean grammar of negation. The most notable error remaining in the current work - depicting the Elves with two testicles - is intrinsic to the Human account itself, as the Humans refused at first to consider the possibility that Elves had three testicles. This error must needs remain, documenting as it does a peculiar Human prejudice.</FONT></P> <HR> <P ALIGN=LEFT><FONT SIZE=3>Two sweaty bodies glowed in the torchlight. They were passionately coupled. Again and again a gigantic penis lustily parted the cheeks of strong-hewed warrior. The chamber in the keep echoed with flesh slapping flesh. </FONT> </P> <P>The parted one was called Laerak. No mightier human had walked the earths. His pectorals bulged like boulders; his biceps were thicker than a boy's waist; the lines of his neck fell in a straight line from his jaw to his corded shoulders. His thighs could crush a man's hips and his buttocks squeezed like a gigantic clam.  On his chest, on the precise line between his nipples that were now stiff and hard as his sex jutting a foot out of his groin, was tattooed a device: a sword, held upright by a man mounted upon a huge stallion. Laerak never wore a jerkin, because he was by law forbidden to cover such a mark. The mark defined him. It proclaimed his status: he was King's Champion of Mindea, sworn defender of the King of the Men who lived in the land between Ocean and the Kiirad mountains to the east, a man born to the sword and wedded to it.</P> <P>As the great penis plunged into him he rolled his head. His eyes were rolled up into his head and showed like slivers of cold moon. A shower of black hair rolled over his sweaty back. It hung down to his buttocks; indeed he could feel one or two strands tug on his skull with the rhythm of his lover, because those hairs had been sucked up into his dank interior by the passion of the sweaty men.</P> <P>The one mounted upon the Champion was his elder by two decades or more. He had been given the name Gan, but he was more often addressed as Sergeant. His hair was dark as the Champion's but flecked with gray; by law, his was only shoulder-length and could be neither longer nor shorter. He was muscled almost as thickly as the one he bred with such talent and force, but not quite; his chest was just smaller, his thighs did not have the striated muscles, and his own buttocks did not dimple as deeply.</P> <P>Yet he was the man, for his penis was longer than the duelling daggers the soldiers sleeping and whoring in the barracks below were wont to carry when outside the fortress. If Laerak and Sergeant had pressed their wrists together (and they had, once, when the moon was right and mingled blood coaxed forth by a silver dagger) Sergeant's sex would still have been the thicker.</P> <P>Laerak braced his hands on his legs, his legs splayed. His seed sacks swayed with the Gan's strokes. The shadows from the sconce-mounted torches were deep on his body. His sword lay on the straw-stuffed mattress and his loincloth was hung from a peg buried in the stone wall of the keep. Laerak's penis dripped with the juices of his body. The juncture between the two was slick with sweat. It reeked of spice -- the man spice that only a good breeding can bring forth. It stretched tight round the great prong. And Laerak moaned from the pleasure of it.</P> <P>The moans mingled into a soft symphony of pleasure. For the fortress -- the Gautrond, the sea-gate of the Kingdom of Mindea -- seethed with men in the midst of pleasure. In the barracks, in the stables, in the labyrinthine stairs carved into the stone walls men bred. Tongued touched. Hands undid buckles in the dark and pushed aside leather pouches, reached in and drew forth hard meat rich with cheese. Lips opened and saliva was spread. Buttocks parted.</P> <P>Sergeant's back arched and he plunged deep into his love. Spittle flew from his lips. His seed sacks drew up tight against his sex, and the thick tube on the bottom of his meat pulsed. Laerak's head came up and Sergeant dug his teeth into it, twisting the flesh into a mound of purple agony. In seconds thick white fluid emerged from Laerak's tightly stretched ring and coursed down Sergeant's sex like a freshet down a slope.</P> <P>Sergeant collapsed forward onto Laerak's hard back after a long minute, lay there with his huge chest heaving. He remained buried in the sweaty flesh beneath him, tumescent but slightly softer. His tongue emerged, a long fat pink worm, and scooped the droplets of sweat off the Champion's tanned flesh.</P> <P>"Again," breathed Laerak with urgency. "The night is young."</P> <P>Sergeant's hips began to move again. The metronome of sex, as always, proved irresistible.</P> <P>But he didn't reach his fifth orgasm, nor Laerak his first. For the silver cry of Gautrond's alarm pierced them as surely as Sergeant's flesh pierced Laerak.</P> <P>Their heads came up and Laerak's eyes unrolled. The focus moved from his buttocks and the lance of flesh plugging him to the sound of the braying trumpets. Looking through the mullions they saw the red glow of a newly-fired beacon.</P> <P>Smoothly Sergeant's hips withdrew his mighty flesh from Laerak's narrow passage. It emerged with a gush of his seed and snapped upright against the fur on his flat stomach. His hand moved absently towards his sweaty hips.</P> <P>"Raiders," said Laerak, hearing the tune the trumpet declaimed. He stood upright. His vertebrae, stretched and abused by the stance he'd taken with his lover, didn't pop. In a smooth motion he took up his sword from where it leaned beneath the window. The seed moving down the backs of his hard thighs felt like warm mud.</P> <P>The hue and cry raised activity in the shadowed courtyard before the keep. Laerak's gray eyes swept over it. Shadows, shadows in the moonlight; lovers rustled up from love. The courtyard was always filled with men at night -- low-ranking soldiers and mercenaries desiring privacy for their bouts. But there was something ... near the King's Armory ...</P> <P>Sergeant's callused hand fell onto his shoulders, moved to caress Laerak's long hair. "What do you see?"</P> <P>"Nothing -- " He cursed. A mounted figure rode at top speed across the courtyard, somehow shadowed though the moon was bright enough. The horse was huge and its tail streamed like a battle-pennon; the rider's hair was long enough to mirror Laerak's. Cold light glittered on the edge of an sword upthrust like a man's shaft of love. The shape moved swift as a viper towards the gate, standing open because Mindea was an open kingdom dreaming in peace; and the walls stretching for miles north and south of Gautrond blocked travellers and forced them through the fortress itself. There was no one between the rider and the gate. Laerak saw the guards emerge still tumescent and dripping from a long bout of lust. The mounted figure prodded his stallion and they leapt over the guards like a dragonfly darting aside. </P> <P>His fingers curled round the pommel, feeling the cold leather. "Come," he said, and they strode from the room, naked, with swollen, unsatisfied meat. </P> <P><BR><BR> </P> <P>Captain Unrede had gathered a detachment of mercenaries with coal-black skin outside the Armory. The moonlight shivered on the strange red metal of their spears and on the glistening fluids on their gargantuan penises. Tassels made from the feathers of the <I>eroch</I> and the <I>nah-megg</I> birds streamed from their headdresses; long ropes of silver fluid flayed from the tips of their parchment-thick foreskins. </P> <P>Unrede hadn't yet taken his blond lovers to bed, so he wore still the heavy mail and steel greaves that he strode around Gautrond in during the day. Yet he was fond of keeping his genitals free, so nothing cupped him. His maleness extended into the cool night air like an elephant's questing trunk. </P> <P>His ears recognized easily the footfalls Laerak's unshod feet made on the cobbles of the yard and he turned. The gray eyes burned like magic along iron. "The Thrimmod is gone." </P> <P>Laerak spat. "Damn them. Was everyone too busy with lust to fulfil their duties?" </P> <P>Unrede's eyes narrowed. "The assigned guards were vigilant. But overmatched. Their bodies are with Kourn the Sorcerer." </P> <P>Laerak frowned. "Why him?" </P> <P>Sergeant came striding up behind Laerak. He had diverted to his barracks to have his men assemble in the courtyard. Laerak's buttocks, streaked with drying sweat and seed, brought a stiffness to his sex. It was not good to have love interrupted, for it usually took them hours for each to satiate himself of the other. His seed sacks ached with the need to void. </P> <P>"They were felled by spells," Unrede said. "Not swords." </P> <P>Laerak turned towards the gates. The mighty iron valves were now at last shut and a great bonfire burned upon the stone roof of the gatehouse. "It was the Elf. The Elf I dreamt of." </P> <P>Sergeant said, "You cannot be sure." </P> <P>"I cannot. But I saw the one who did this robbery flee, and a sword he had upraised. Unrede says our guards were felled by sorcery. Only Elves mix the two." </P> <P>"Kourn," said Unrede, "will need an hour or so to determine the type of magic." </P> <P>"We shall need to dispatch riders to the King," said Sergeant. "To tell of the theft, and warn him of the peril we face." </P> <P>"Yes, yes," said Laerak. "But we should wait until the dawn." </P> <P>"It should be done now," said Unrede. Unrede was the man charged will upholding the law of the King of Mindea from Gautrond which blocked the pass eastwards across the rugged coastal highlands to the free port of Bitthrond; he also held lands direct of the March-lord Taumman. For Unrede the law was paramount, both letter and spirit. </P> <P>Laerak said, "Now or morning, it matters not." He turned on one heel away from the gate; a rope of seed dropped from his gaping passing. "But I will pursue the Elf. Now." </P> <P>"You will not find him in the darkness," said Sergeant. "Not if this is an Elf, and he possesses sorcery such as we cannot imagine." </P> <P>Laerak looked into the face of his love, noted the hard stubble which covered the jaw, the gray streaks in hair still sweaty from the effort of loving him. "No, I will not find him, not tonight. Nor will I find his trail. But I know where he must go, and I will follow him." </P> <P>"Where do you think he will go?" asked Unrede. </P> <P>"He rode east, away from Mindea. He therefor seeks escape with his prize. He will cross the fief-lands outside the fortress, perhaps taking the road. But he will have to make a choice where the highlands begin to fall towards the sea. I doubt that he will turn northwards, for he then would come to regions under the suzerainty of the Dwarves, and they have no love of Elves. No, he will choose to go a little more towards the south, and make towards Galma forest. He might be aiming perhaps as far as the coastal marshes, the Voi-Sannd. I warrant he seeks refuge with the Elvish Mariners. He shall have companions in a ship -- I heard tales in the <I>Claw and Talon</I> that Konyamiand's ships have been seen off our coasts." </P> <P>Sergeant nodded. "You are I think correct." </P> <P>"Then let us saddle steeds. Unrede, have Mouraus made ready. Sergeant, I want you to accompany me." </P> <P>Unrede said, "You should take Kourn with you." </P> <P>"He will slow us. Elves pass like the wind. We must be the storm." </P> <P><BR><BR> </P> <P>In half an hour they rode, Laerak on his black stallion Mouraus, Sergeant on his bay stallion Irath. They had girt themselves with sword belts and scabbards, and Sergeant took a bow and a quiver of thirty arrows. They had saddlebags hastily laden with victuals. But they wore no armor nor indeed any other garment. The leather of the saddles clung to their wet skin. </P> <P>They passed into the night. The great fortress now blazed with red light, for Unrede had ordered the great piles of dry wood piled high in the bowls of cauldrons set along the wall to be soaked with oil, then fired. For perhaps a thousand cubits the cleared battle-plain before the span of the walls showed, hellish in the light. Gautrond lay in the narrow pass in the Rondou mountains, the only route from the Mindean plains to the coast, extending a wall ten cubits high from sheer wall to sheer wall.</P> <P>They took the good road that ran eastwards through the fief-lands, hugging the valley of a rapid brook that sprang from a cliff-face just beyond Gautrond's bare battle-plain. Ahead, at its end, lay Bitthrond, the port of the Kingdom of Mindea and a fetid cesspool of corrupt lust. Laerak was sure that the Elf -- if it was an Elf, but in his heart of hearts he knew -- had taken this route for the start of his journey. They knew this road well and could ride like a storm along it, perhaps overtaking the Elf. </P> <P>They rode with swollen seed sacks and organs unsatiated. The motion of their galloping stallions was maddening. Clutching their swords in one hand and penises in another, guiding their steeds with their knees, they pleasured themselves as the dark world whipped past, their eyes burning for on another across the distance that separated them. No sign of the Elf did they pass. No hooves in the darkness, no sudden sorcerous attacks.</P> <P>They rode until dawn colored rose the high snowfields of the Rondou mountains. They rode through the midst of highland farms. A soft mist, hovering in the orchards and vineyards, swiftly burnt away. Now it was time to take a leisurely pace and ask those they passed for word of a traveller who passed in the night. </P> <P>They passed farmer after farmer -- big men, naked save for deerskin sacks holding genitals only slightly less lordly than their own -- and they questioned them. No, heard nothing in the night. <I>Sorry, me and the boy were too busy last night, haw-haw.</I> </P> <P>They paused briefly, eating cheese and dried apples, drinking the pale wine from the sacks. They drained their bladders into the fresh green grass outside a farmer's cottage. Laerak's mouth watered at the size of the stream Sergeant produced -- it was solid as the gush from a fountain as fragrant as mountain herbs. Staring at one another, smelling the odors of love drying upon each other mingled with new odors of travel, they became aroused and hard as stone for one another. </P> <P>"A bout?" asked Sergeant. </P> <P>Laerak was turning to let his lover mount up. But he saw Mouraus staring at him with sad eyes, and knew he did not have the time. He was King's Champion; he had duties; not all his life could be spent as a boy-whore for a virile man. </P> <P>"We cannot," Laerak said. </P> <P>They mounted up and rode. </P> <P><BR><BR> </P> <P>In the afternoon they left the rolling foothills and came to the edge of the highlands. The brook began to fall through a series of stone stairs, shouting its haste with a roar that became louder and louder as they travelled. The farm cottages, which before had tended to cluster to the main road -- an artefact from the time when raids from the Khaqqaras pirates swept up in a burning tide to break at the rock of Gautrond -- now spread out, away from the road and clustering the hillsides, because the men tilling this land had to find their plots of arable land further away. So more and more lanes departed the road, snaking along slopes towards tree-shaded villages and hamlets. Tall oaks rose up on either side and whispered to each other as the wind blew. </P> <P>"Nothing," said Laerak. "I feel we've wasted a morning." </P> <P>"Perhaps," said Sergeant. "But it's not yet noon. Let's ride a bit further." </P> <P>They came to where a substantial stream tumbled down from a hill and met the brook they had been following. Both united their waters and began to race noisily to the sea. The road held to the southern bank. The small river burbled over great stones and snaked through the mossy roots of huge oaks. It was bridged on occasion by narrow wooden bridges, just sufficient for a farmer's wain. </P> <P>"Stop," said Laerak, reigning Mouraus in. "I hear something." </P> <P>Without the clod of ironshod feet on the roadway more sounds came to their ears. Over the chatter of the brook and the hiss of the leaves they heard deep ululations, moans uttered by two throats, very young and very passionate. </P> <P>Laerak grinned. His sex, sleepy but never asleep, rose from his groin, jutting like a mighty pier of giant-carved stone. He placed his fist on it, moved it so that his foreskin winked. His seed sacks lay trapped by his thighs. "We never finished last night," he said. </P> <P>"How well I remember. That was your decision," said Sergeant. His own organ rose in response and he dreamt of Laerak bent over with spread buttocks gleaming with sweat. He spurred his horse forward, though. "I want to see this passion for myself." </P> <P>Two were loving each other in the dust of a southwards crossroads. The one on the bottom had blond hair, but short like a boy's; he was on his back and his legs, slender yet muscled, were tight round the waist of his lover. The lover had a mighty organ for one so young; some ponies could have been shamed by it. He drove it into the blond with much passion. His hair was the color of roasted chestnuts and cascaded forward so that it brushed his nipples. </P> <P>The top one saw Laerak and Sergeant riding down the road. The blond was involved in his passion; his forehead was buried in his lover's armpits and so he did not see. The top one grinned and redoubled his efforts. The strokes flew at a blur and a shower of sweat exploded from the ends of his hair. He grunted once then jetted long into the blond, who in turn released great gouts of liquid silver along the hard muscles of his lover's chest. </P> <P>Laerak waited until the top one's passion had eased. "I am Laerak, the King's Champion. I would ask of you a question." </P> <P>The blond relaxed under his chestnut lover, head flopping back into the dust. His eyes flicked up to take in the hard naked body of the King's Champion. His eyes focused on the organ that reared ready to strike from the groin. "Before the question, may I lay with you?" </P> <P>Sergeant laughed. "This one lays with me." </P> <P>The top one slipped his tongue into the blond's mouth and made easy hunching motions. They were joined still, hot and sticky. The road beneath the blond's buttocks had turned to mud because so much seed had leaked from his narrow passage. "This one," said the top one, "lays with anything. How can I help you, King's Champion?" </P> <P>"We seek word of a traveller. A stranger. An interloper." </P> <P>"Ahh," said the top one. "The Dark One." </P> <P>"Speak of him," said Laerak. </P> <P>"He passed last night," the blond one said. "We lay here, coupling. We heard the thunder of his horse but we didn't wish to move. We saw him come. The moon was bright but he was shrouded in a darkness." </P> <P>"Describe him," Sergeant said. </P> <P>The top one spoke. "His hair was dark. Long and flowing, in color like unto yours, King's Champion; but the length of it was not so great. His eyes burnt with a blue fire. His sword was sheathed; so was his organ, to my misfortune, because he was comely in a frightening way." </P> <P>"And his mount?" </P> <P>The blond answered after stretching his legs once then wrapping them again around his lover. A dreamy smile curved his lips. "His mount. It was a stallion. Very much the stallion. White as your mount is black, King's Champion; but his mane was black as your hair. Black as his hair. His eyes burnt with the same blue fire." He spasmed, and a rope of seed spurted from the gaping tip of his foreskin. "His mount had an organ -- " but then his lips clenched and he spurted again. </P> <P>"Banna here saw the mount more than I," said the top, pressing himself deeper into the pleasure that was his lover. "He was facing up, after all. The rider didn't see us until too late. He leapt over us. His mount reared, spun, because he went down that lane." The top extended a brown arm to point southwards between the green-dusted boles of the oaks. </P> <P>"South?" asked Laerak. </P> <P>"South," said the top, beginning to move again. As his hips came back and his organ slid forth like a drake issuing from its lair they saw that his hair was matted to his hard flesh, sticky with seed that had flushed from his lover. They had been mounted all night and their passion showed no signs of contentment. </P> <P>Laerak looked at Sergeant, whose erection was eloquent. "Let's go." </P> <P>Sergeant looked longingly at Banna the blond, unnumbered gallons of seed spilling from between his buttocks, writhing against his chestnut lover. Then at Laerak, whom he wanted at this moment to take likewise. </P> <P>"South," said Sergeant, teeth clenched into an ivory fence. </P> <P><BR><BR> </P> <P>They passed a few hamlets and were told that the traveller and his huge mount had passed like a terror in the night. They spurred their steeds harder and soon came to the end of the lane. A slowly rising land lay before them, long miles of it, covered mostly with scattered copses of trees. Away southwards a ridge rose, stretching along their line of travel. An outlier of the Rondou stretching like a finger towards Ocean. Naked of trees, it cut the hard blue sky like a knife. </P> <P>Their erotic tension they relieved by hand twice each, streaking their mounts' manes with their juices; but relief was fleeting. Laerak felt the urgent need to be mounted by his man and found himself dreaming of Sergeant's meat penetrating him. This was dangerous, for the countryside he was scanning faded when he fell into such thoughts; he hoped they didn't pass any obvious spoor of the traveller. The problem was that the ground was fairly firm, so there were no obvious hoofprints. </P> <P>Late in the day they picked up signs of the Dark One, as the two lovers had called him. For they reached the crest of the long ridge, and they paused briefly. The wind blew from Ocean to the east and they let it bathe them; they were sticky with dried fluids from interrupted love and from the sweat of long, hard travel. Laerak sat on Mouraus' back with his arms outstretched, feeling the wind caress the hair in his armpits, his nipples erect and bringing forth tiny droplets of a shiny clear fluid. </P> <P>"What is that?" Sergeant asked. He pulled his hand away from his erection; he had been attempting to strip off the dried seed which caused him to itch. He pointed along the line of the ridge toward the west. </P> <P>Laerak squinted. Not far away, at the base of the steep slope falling away in front of them, a thin curl of smoke rose as if from a dying fire. A wide valley separated this ridge from the next, but Laerak knew the Dark One had not crossed that next ridge to the south. He had descended into this broad valley, as Laerak had guessed, intending to make for the Galma forest between the mouth of this valley and the Sea. </P> <P>Laerak grasped the pommel of his sword. "Let's go." In this empty country he was certain who was at the campfire. </P> <P>They rode like the thunder. Laerak's long hair streamed like a banner torn from the night sky. Sergeant followed, his bow in his hand, hoping for a shot at long range. Bath forgotten, sweat broke out on them in anticipation of battle. They drew their swords with a clang, but held them close to their sides as their mounts roared down the slope.</P> <P>They burst into the campsite with a high, clear battle-cry. But to no effect: the campsite was empty.</P> <P>A large tree stump still smouldered in the center in the circle of stones; kicking it, Sergeant discovered it was green wood, so green he couldn't imagine how the Dark One ignited it. Laerak stood, his blade Haugrath matching the drooping angle of his maleness, examining closely were the long grass had been knitted together to make a bed. Just beyond was a place where the grass had been cropped, a circle maybe twenty feet square. Sergeant hated to imagine the appetite of a horse that could eat so much. </P> <P>"A few hours old at most," said Sergeant. </P> <P>Laerak nodded. "We've lost time. We only rode out half an hour or so after he stole the Thrimmod." </P> <P>"He can't sustain the pace for much longer. He'll kill his mount. As we're in danger of doing." </P> <P>Laerak glanced back at Mouraus and Irath. Both were lathered and chomping at the grass; both were also good of heart and could easily be ridden hard until nightfall at least. "He stopped here for rest."</P> <P>"You can see his trail," said Sergeant. The grass on the southern side of the ridge was caressed by the gentler winds from that direction, and was hence more tender. There were marks in a clear line where a gigantic horse's hooves had ripped the shoots out of the ground as it trotted along, heading eastwards down the easy slope.</P> <P>Laerak, squinting, followed the line. "It descends further into the valley." </P> <P>The soil in this valley was thin, and rather stony. Trees grew few and far apart, and tended to look stunted. But away eastwards, towards where the ridge ended, a dark green tide colored the hazy distance. This was Galma forest, a district under the authority of the magistrates of Bitthrond, tended carefully to produce wood for Mindea's small, coastal freighters. Further to the west, Laerak knew, splitting the forest, was the Coast Road, a military highway built to facilitate the movement of the legions in the coastlands. The Dark One would have to cross the Coast Road in order to reach the marshes of Voi-Sannd, and the Coast Road was patrolled.</P> <P>"He's moving as you guessed," Sergeant said. "Towards Galma." </P> <P>Laerak nods. "He has friends. Or he wants to work a sorcery." He sheathed his sword, whistled to Mouraus who wearily pricked up his ears. "He'll not leave these shores with the Thrimmod." He went to his Sergeant, placed his tongue in his mouth and pressed their hardening shafts together. "We shall ride until sunset. Further on, a brook descends from springs high up in the ridge above us. There is a glade. We'll stop there and rest. And love." </P> <P><BR><BR> </P> <P>They almost lost the Dark One's trail in the lengthening shadows, but as they approached the eaves of Galma the ground became softer and his spoor clearer. The trees - still thinly scattered - began to grow tall, and healthy. The clean scent of cedars cleaned much of the weary fog from their brains and bodies.</P> <P>They reached the stream where it spilled over a lip of granite into a natural bowl making a pool. The trees were now thick enough to slow the wind, but there was a wide lip of soft grass encircling the waters. A thicket of sage and rosemary clustered where the captured waters poured over a short stone stair, to continue its journey towards the sea; the glade was pungent with their smells, and Laerak and Sergeant were further revived by the scent. </P> <P>The found the remains of a second fire built upon a large flat shale that had been drawn from the shore of the pool. Soot blackened it, but otherwise there were no other remnants of a blaze upon it. There were no cold embers scattered in the grass. </P> <P>"The Dark One slept here as well," said Laerak, looking around the circle of trees. </P> <P>"He did not sleep at the last camp. That was a place of desperate rest." Sergeant bent to examine the grass. His erection bespoke the desperate need he had to mount Laerak, but there was a mystery to solve. For at one spot the grass was trampled, as if the Dark One's mount had tussled with something for a long time in one confined spot. Hoofprints were pressed deep into the soft soil. In one spot the prints of the Dark One could be seen, mostly between where Sergeant thought the back hooves of the mount had been. </P> <P>"What is this?" Laerak said. He was ten feet from Sergeant, bent over, looking at a puddle of fluid in the grass. He touched it with his fingers, sniffed it. It was acrid, bitter, rich, and smelt of chemicals and other sorcerous things. But there was a hint of cinnamon to it, like the vague hint of lightning in a cloudy summer sky. </P> <P>"I do not know," said Sergeant, who joined him. "Some sorcery of the Dark One. Perhaps it is an Elf, as you dreamed." He sniffed the liquid which dripped thickly from Laerak's fingers. His penis rose to a towering high from his groin. His hair clung stickily to his body, plastered there from sweat and exhaustion. He must have Laerak now. </P> <P>He grabbed the King's Champion, his muscles straining to hoist the heavy mass of his love. Then he pitched Laerak laughing into the pool. Crystal waves lapped at the tufts of grass; frogs leapt into the water in panic. Sergeant dove in after. </P> <P>Their hands stripped the sweat from their armpits, their chests. Sergeant's wasted no time and soon had his fingers between Laerak's buttocks, stroking his love there and making him moan in desire. He caressed his love's long hair, pressed hard to his muscled back like black metal. </P> <P>Laerak assumed his favorite stance, the one he preferred to spend his nights in. The cool waters lapped at his seed sacks, which were so swollen with seed and desire that they would no shrink up hard against his shaft. He held his hips steady as his love barrelled into him, but his cry echoed all through the valley as their first bout began. </P> <P>After several hours they emptied the last of their passions, Sergeant into his love and Laerak into the waters which bore it away to the sea. They made their way onto the banks where they collapsed beside their mounts, who had eaten and drank their fill while their masters loved in the water. At last the agony in their groins was stilled and as the waxing moon rose like a great eye they slept, Sergeant's meat pressed as a reminder into the King's Champion's buttocks. </P> <P><BR><BR> </P> <P>Galma, even under stewardship was a wild place, never tamed. It was not hostile to mobile creatures, as is so often true of the great tracts of black fir that you find in the far North of the world. Dragons had never lurked here, nor any creatures of the Dark Gods - not kobolds, not trolls -- but gryphons were known denizens, and also the mischievous spirits who were neither Men nor Elves nor gods - the fairies, the dryads, the satyrs. It was safe enough for a man to travel alone, if that man bore a sword, and there certainly had been no incidents involving the parties of woodmen that Bitthrond sent forth from time to time. There were even a few woodsmen who dwelt within the forest, tending to it, culling the rotting old to give the flowery young a place to flourish. </P> <P>But still the forest was not to be taken lightly. The trees rose tall and thick, and leaves dark as the green depths of the sea interwove to bite off the light. There air was still. A carpet of decaying leaves and branches, soft as a boy's butt, devoured all sound. Thickets of thorns turned all paths into mazes and with the sky unseen it was easy to become lost. </P> <P>Before the sun rose above the emerald crowd of the trees they had followed the Elf's path down the stream until it entered Galma. There the trail of the Elf turned away from the stream, angling more to the south-east while the stream turned a little northerly to empty in the long estuary of Bitthrond. It was clear to Sergeant and Laerak the path the Elf had chosen; the floor of the forest was almost as good as snow for tracking fleeing quarry. </P> <P>As they entered the depths of the forest, Laerak halted, climbing down from Mouraus. Already sweat streaked his flanks; the air under the trees was hot. He examined the trail. "These are older by far. Half a day or so. We've lost more time." </P> <P>"He is stopping at odd times," said Sergeant. "Either for rest or to refresh his sorcerous dark cloak. We must press on for the rest of the day. We will capture him today or else loose him in Voi-Sannd on the morrow." </P> <P>Laerak, bent, showed clearly the seed running again down his thighs, this time in the copious quantities both Sergeant and Laerak were used to. Straightening he loosed some more, which oozed in a brownish tide over tanned hard skin. Grimly he nodded and remounted Mouraus. The black stallion's back was soaked with ejected seed. </P> <P>Around noon they came upon a narrow forest lane snaking amidst the tall towers of the trees. It was deeply rutted from wheels; the hooves of the Elf's mount cut as deeply into it as the forest floor. </P> <P>"The Dark One searches for an easy route," said Laerak. </P> <P>"Haste," said Sergeant. "There must be a ship awaiting him." </P> <P>"Perhaps. Or he knows of our pursuit." </P> <P>"How can he? We have not revealed ourselves to him." </P> <P>"He is an Elf. From the beginning of time, it is said, the Gods have given the Elves different vision," said Laerak. "Who knows what his sight reveals?" </P> <P>Within the half hour they came upon a homestead. A small cottage, its roof a thatchwork of willow branches obtained no doubt from the woodmen of the swampy valleys further north, toward the Dwarf-realms. A small stable rose nearby, between the trunks of two giant trees. No smoke emerged from the red brick chimney. The door to the cottage stood open. </P> <P>Laerak reigned Mouraus to a halt. "I smell smoke. A fire was burning recently." He breathed deeply again, the great muscles of his chest expanding. "Something ... like the fluid in the glade." </P> <P>Sergeant's phallus stirred, for he remembered the long loving he and Laerak spent, and he desired it again. His head turned as he heard a sound from the stables; he goaded Irath forward as he drew his sword. Laerak followed closely. </P> <P>A stallion emerged from the stable. A huge draft horse, of the massive breed found most often in the less wild lands north of Bitthrond, his color roan. The great head hung as if the horse had been roused from a nap. His gait was drunken and unsteady. But it was not sleep that the stallion suffered. Alongside his mane and all over his withers dried blood was smeared as if a savage painter had attacked him. </P> <P>Irath reared and Sergeant had to calm him. The draft horse staggered forth and leaned against the bole of a tree. His penis swung like a banner beneath him. A great burbling fart erupted from beneath the horse's tail. The acrid smell with the unusual whiff of cinnamon filled the air. </P> <P>Laerak rode round behind the stallion. Its buttocks were stained with fluid -- not blood, for whatever it was had no color -- which poured in a flood from the stallion's gaping anus and coated testicles the size of apples. </P> <P>He looked over at Sergeant, who had settled Irath. His enormous erection towered from his groin, swaying with the heavy blood gorged weight. Laerak's buttocks itched with desire. He could not wait. He must have Sergeant. Swiftly he dismounted from Mouraus, crossed the distance in a flash, and leaped upon Irath's back, pressing his lips against Sergeant's face, feeling the hard stubble against him. "I must have you," Laerak crooned. </P> <P>Sergeant's hard fingers clasped him by the buttocks, lifted Laerak up so that his phallus could find purchase, then drew Laerak down upon his length and thickness. Sergeant waited until Laerak's long cry at the entry ended. "We must ride, if we are to keep time." </P> <P>"Then ride," said Laerak, arms snaking round the great torso of his lover. He rubbed the tattoo marking his status against the mat of hair, draped his arm round Sergeant's hard neck. With his thick thighs spread and supported on Sergeant's own, the motions of Irath's hard muscled back moved the thick rod within his clasping tunnel. "Faster," he breathed, his jet of silver fluid unexpected and voluminous. </P> <P>Sergeant's heels goaded Irath. The silent guardians of the trees flew past. Mouraus, confused by his Master's sudden lust, followed. </P> <P>Sergeant spurted into his love after but a few short minutes, but the smell -- so like unto a storm's lightning -- lingered still in his nostrils. It made his blood burn. </P> <P>They placed tongues down each other's throat and loved until they reached the wide Coast Road. Sergeant still had to finish, so he clasped Laerak by the waist, swung a lug over, and slid off his lathered mount. He put Laerak into the dust, as Banna had been under his chestnut lover, and worked his phallus inside the King's Champion like a madman. He grunted and screamed as he spent his volume into the King's Champion. </P> <P>They disengaged to the rumblings of well-stretched bowels, standing as sweat rolled down the bridges of their noses. </P> <P>"Behold," said Sergeant, laughing, "the rods of might." </P> <P>Both Mouraus and Irath were tumescent, even dripping, and their flood was like a cloudburst upon the road. </P> <P>Laerak smacked Mouraus upon the flank. "A good show, eh? But now we must work." Brushing the dust from his back he bent to inspect the road. His skills were keen -- and needed, for the surface of the road was hard, and their lovemaking had obliterated the tracks where the Dark One had ridden from the loamy woodcutter's lane onto the Forest Road. But not all signs were obliterated: there they were -- hoofprints from the Dark One's giant mount, on Laerak's right, heading towards the south. Kneeling down, hot muck oozing from between his buttocks, he said: "Not more than four hours.". </P> <P>"We've gained upon him," said Sergeant, stripping a film of seed from his meat. </P> <P>"Perhaps he bivouacked and we missed it in our ... haste." Laerak paused. "If so, our passion is making us incautious. We must not be snared in a trap nor loose him should he make a subtle move." </P> <P>Sergeant swung back upon Irath's broad back. "Cautious we shall be, though my passion for you will not be easily abated." </P> <P><BR><BR> </P> <P>The day wore on. A rivulet of blue sky showed where the road clove the verdure, but the air remained thick and humid under the trees of Galma. Dust rose as they rode, and they often slaked their thirst with trips to their wine bags. They held their attention to the sides of the roads, where the softer ground would show if the Dark One had turned off into the trackless trees. </P> <P>Again they were pungent with male smells -- sweat dried in their crotches and semen caked upon Sergeant's phallus and between Laerak's buttocks. And again they were aroused. But both Laerak and Sergeant refrained, dealing with the pressures with their hands, streaking their mount's manes with seed. </P> <P>When the sun had sunk halfway towards the horizon from the burning noon a voice rang out: "Hold!" </P> <P>They reigned in and undid the buckles holding their swords in their scabbards. "Who challenges us?" Laerak cried. </P> <P>"Do not draw your weapons! We are a company of King's Bowmen, and our strings are taut." </P> <P>"Which kingdom?" Sergeant demanded. A fair question, because away southwards some of the petty cities and burgs of the Enggauda lands claimed sovereignty and asserted independence of Gautrond, sometimes sending armed forces along the Coast Road to tweak the nipples of the King of the Crystal Throne.</P> <P>The reply was haughty. "We are the Company of Damolak, a Banneret of the King of Mindea." </P> <P>"<EM>Grau! Min-aund!</EM>" Laerak cried, sliding his hand from the pommel. </P> <P>"The King's Champion!" Three figures swung down from a thick branch. The leader was a tall man, lithe and sinewy; he was naked as the soldiers of Mindea were wont. But he was battered. Livid bruises covered his hard flesh, and a raw wound cut into his hard pectorals, starting under his left breast. His eyes were fierce under a shock of golden hair; they swiftly lit upon the tattoo on Laerak's chest. "I am Damolak. Forgive us, Champion -- we have been attacked today." </P> <P>"By whom?" asked Laerak. </P> <P>"This we are loathe to say, for it is truth and makes us seem unvalorous. But it was a single rider." </P> <P>Laerak nodded. "Upon a huge mount?" </P> <P>"Aye. You know of him?" </P> <P>"We seek him, Gan and I. He stole the Thrimmod from Gautrond, two nights past." </P> <P>"The Thrimmod?" His companions, bruised as he was and perhaps even more comely, exchanged looks of unease. "Gautrond is unguarded?" </P> <P>"The walls stand firm and ring with the sound of marching feet. What were your losses?" </P> <P>Damolak indicated his body. "For the most part, bruises. Six of our men lost their chastity." He smiled, somewhat coyly. "A mighty weapon he wielded." </P> <P>Laerak stirred, as did Sergeant. No satiety for them during their long ride, but perhaps for the Dark One, who seemed to have the leisure to take pleasure when he willed. When again they were in the King's Champion's halls in the Keep of Gautrond Laerak intended to spend days, weeks, or months on his back beneath Sergeant, until the spending of seed caused him pain -- but as for now, there was no question of satisfaction or the slaking of remaining need. "How did he take you?" </P> <P>"Bent over," said Damolak. His nipples, bloodied, erected. </P> <P>"No doubt," said Sergeant, eyeing the lithe Banneret. </P> <P>"His weaponry," said Laerak again. Though aroused his tone brooked no levity. </P> <P>"He is a sorcerer," said Damolak. "He raised a mist around us. It stank of strange spices -- a wizard's bakery, if wizards baked. He rode out of the mist, naked, as proudly male as could be believed." Damolak's phallus grew as he spun his tale. "And his mount ... his stallion ... together they wove a spell. We were overcome with great excitement, for we beheld him tall as a mountain, dark as the shade under a thundercloud, with a body shapely as the fresh dreams of a young boy newly woken to his body's needs. His mount, of a perfect breed, equipped with the weapon of a god, who reeked of the scent of the spices as if he were the center of it, not the Elf." </P> <P>"It was an Elf?" asked Laerak. </P> <P>"I have seen a mariner of that race, of the ilk of Konyamiand, once in the <I>Claw and Talon</I><SPAN STYLE="font-style: normal">, in Bitthrond</SPAN> . Elves are more than story to me; they are flesh. He was an Elf." </P> <P>"I have never seen an Elf," said Laerak. "But of them I've dreamed." </P> <P>"How did he then proceed?" asked Sergeant, touching his phallus with deft strokes, imagining that Mouraus, the mount of the King's Champion, eyed this Damolak with something unwholesome in his glance. </P> <P>"We were aroused. He ... dismounted, and took us. Each thrust left us wanting more, each peaking made us burn with desire for more seed. He was with us for hours. We could not resist him. Who would raise a sword against such a master of pleasure?" Damolak fingered himself in conscious mirror of Sergeant. "Him I would see again." His eyes passed like a starving man's over a king's repast, drinking the sight of the glistening dew that streamed down the King's Champion's penis. "Mounted I would be again ... by anyone." </P> <P>And Laerak swung his leg over. Laerak mounted only the most whorish of men, and Damolak clearly desired to be used. But poised on the brink of sliding down he stopped. No more conscious had he ever been to the sweat, the stickiness between his buttocks, the pressure in his balls. He glanced at Sergeant, who stroked himself fully. </P> <P>Damolak turned, bent, and exposed a hole between chafed buttocks so large that it looked as if the Dark One's mount had ridden him. "I desire you, King's Champion." </P> <P>Desperate, Laerak looked at Sergeant, who measured the erotic endurance of Damolak's three quiet companions with a simple gaze speaking eloquently of his need. </P> <P>Laerak said, "Ride, Gan! The Dark One makes sorcery to delay us!" And mastering his desire with a shudder Laerak goaded Mouraus, who jerked as if startled from a dream. He charged past Damolak in his amorous pose, and Mouraus' great head turned, looking openly upon Damolak as something more than forbidden flesh. </P> <P>With sweat streaming and phallus straining Laerak flew down the road. Through the hard pulse of blood in his ears he heard hoofbeats, with the known rhythm of Irath. The trees flashed by; but the forest exhaled breath hot as a dragon. </P> <P>In minutes they came upon the full Company of Archers further down the Coast Road. And behold a spectacle of lust more lurid than the night of Three Full Moons in Gautrond. Each archer coupled with a man or more; great penises jutted and vomited seed; tight buttocks wantonly embraced the thrust of hard gleaming flesh; lips shiny with drool ate the blood-gorged meat of men. Howls and grunts rose like a pack of wolves tearing into a kill. The road, soaked with constant gouts of seed for long hours, was muddy. </P> <P>Instinct caused Laerak to slow. His phallus quivered and spat over Mouraus' mane. His mouth drained dry and his stomach quivered with need. </P> <P>"Riders! Fresh riders!" </P> <P>"It's been an hour!" A hand beckoned. </P> <P>A hand grasped Laerak's penis, sliding on the seed. His vision cleared. It was Sergeant. </P> <P>"Sorcery," said Sergeant. </P> <P>Laerak closed his eyes. His chest heaved as vigorously as it did after a night of love, but his insides seethed with the molten needs of a virgin boy. </P> <P>Sergeant started Irath into a sow trot. Hand on his lover's vibrating weapon he led them down the road, away from the moans, the growls, the rich fluids, the passions, and the spice of cinnamon. </P> <P>As a slow bend in the road swallowed the orgy Laerak pressed his lips against Sergeant's. "I must have you," he said. His throat burned with need. </P> <P>"And I you," said Sergeant. "But the Dark One may be no more than an hour ahead. We must put aside our passions. His sorcery ... " </P> <P>Laerak pulled away, removed his love's grasping hand from his phallus. Tears glittered like light on the edge of a dagger. "There comes a time," he said, "when one considers putting aside everything worldly in return for a bout of love in the middle of a road." </P> <P>Sergeant kissed him again. "Not long now." </P> <P><BR><BR> </P> <P>After less than a mile the Dark One left the Forest Road. </P> <P>"Here," said Laerak. "See the tracks. He turned towards the east, towards Voi-Sannd." </P> <P>Sergeant peered ahead. "Galma is treacherous without a track." </P> <P>"He risked the peril. And Mouraus and Irath are wiser than we. And if we're to make all our deprivation worthwhile we must ride." </P> <P>"I shall lead," said Sergeant. </P> <P>They set off into the forest. </P> <P>Away from the rolling uplands skirting the Rondou mountains, the land stretched in a broad plain towards the Inner Sea. This part of Galma, bearing the brunt of the sea's darker moods, was thick with hardy growths often barbed with thorns. Dense thickets blocked their passage, so their course - and that of the Dark One - became dizzy.</P> <P>"We ride like drunken sailers," said Sergeant. </P> <P>"Our course is that of the Dark One," said Laerak. "His marks are now clear and fresh." </P> <P>"So long as we have the Sun." </P> <P><BR><BR> </P> <P>The shadows swiftly lengthened and grew thick. Gray clouds scudded in from the east, riding a moist, salty wind. The Dark One's marks -- prints in the soil, tufts of ripped grass, snapped branches, enormous droppings from his mount -- began to be harder to find, and to read. Darkness gathered thick under the trees, and the soil became stony and hard. Signs of the Dark One's passage began to get harder to find.</P> <P>"We've lost him," said Sergeant as the thin rind of the Second Moon began to rise.</P> <P>They had come to the last barrier, and this final obstacle presented a challenge that overmastered them For cliffs marched in a line towards north and south, between them and the quagmire of Voi-Sannd. These cliffs were of old stone, weathered by wind and storm, carved with ravines; there were many places to descend towards the green slimy stink below. The forest, reduced to a thicket of gnarled trees, they had left half a mile ago, so that the lip of the cliffs were clear. Had there been light they would have seen him, were he on top of the cliffs or even in the Voi-Sannd below. </P> <P>Even Laerak sagged. Weariness lay deep, deep enough to make though of descent hazardous. He ached from the long ride and he ached with unsatisfied need for Sergeant. The wind from the sea had an unpleasant chill, even though it was High Summer; the breath of the Sea crossed many cold, strange lands. His nipples stood up proud and hard and he was sheathed in gooseflesh. "He could have taken a route a hundred rods north or south. Even if we found the right one, Voi-Sannd has eaten his marks as completely as the night erases sight of him." </P> <P>"We cannot descend in the night," said Sergeant. "And it will be dangerous even in the day with our stallions." </P> <P>"He did it," said Laerak. "Of that I'm sure. His steed is a demon." </P> <P>"Let's camp," said Sergeant. "For the night. No fire -- if he is still on the cliffs or just descended to the swamp he is sure to see it. At dawn we can descend to the marsh on foot. No mount will travel faster than a man in that muck." </P> <P>And though Laerak's heart was not one to surrender a quarry to darkness and damp, he knew that to proceed was foolish. They were on the cusp of error. Search blindly, and the Dark One could slip beyond their grasp. Wait -- and a slim chance remained. </P> <P>So they tethered their mounts, spread blankets upon the ground, and tangled their bodies in but a single bout of love. Weariness was heavy and darkness pressed close. Even the spending of seed could not assuage such a state. </P> <P>They fell asleep as the glow of the rising moon lit the heavy clouds with silver fire. </P> <P><BR><BR> </P> <P>Laerak awoke with stars still swimming in the sky. A cold blade bit his neck. Eyes alive with lambent blue fire burnt inches from his. </P> <P>A voice like the hiss of urine upon leather spoke. "Do not move, King's Champion. Elves freely spend the lives of Men." </P> <P>Rawhide bit Laerak's wrists. The Elf had bound him while he slept, placing his hands in the small of his back. Laerak's legs were free. He could run -- perhaps. </P> <P>Sergeant was not there. Only Mouraus and Irath, shadows on the edge of vision, nervous. </P> <P>The Dark One knelt over him, and a Dark One he was. For his locks were the shade of night and did not shine with the frosty luminance of the Second Moon. And though his eyes shone with blue radiance it was the glow of lightning muted by dark shadows of tall clouds. Tall the Elf was, four or five cubits. He wore the flaps of a deerskin loincloth; the genitals and hard muscles of his buttocks swelled the skin fore and aft. His great legs looked as if they could run for days on end, and his arms were muscled to wield the mightiest of battle-blades. </P> <P>His dagger he sheathed. His eyes fell upon the tattooed mark on Laerak's chest. "King's Champion. Sworn to the Mindean king. A valiant man -- or so the tales said. Yet you and your companion I took with naught but a dagger." </P> <P>"Where is Gan?" </P> <P>"Is he your love?" </P> <P>"Yes." </P> <P>"Then listen." And the Elf raised his hand. "Still your breathing." </P> <P>From afar came a sound, faint as the gasp of a dying baby exposed upon a hillside. Soft moans, and cries from which distance stole the edge of pain; a hiss like leather scraping over stone; a rhythmic thumping like a hard mallet banging upon stretched dry flesh. </P> <P>"There is your beloved," said the Elf. "He is with my beloved." </P> <P>"Who are you?" </P> <P>"Who are you to ask?" </P> <P>"This you know. I am King's Champion of Mindea. I seek he who stole the Thrimmod." </P> <P>"Thrimmod," said the Elf. "That is the name for the Rod in your tongue?" </P> <P>"It is. Who are you? I make formal challenge." </P> <P>The Elf bent close. His eyes shone into Laerak's face. The luminance was warm and Laerak felt blood warm in his face. "I am Salanu son of Amila, of the City of Remaino upon the Isle of Hialam." He kissed Laerak. His tongue wound hot into the throat before withdrawing. "Do you know of me?" His breath smelt of -- </P> <P>"Of Elves I've heard tales. The ships of Konyamiand have called at Bitthrond. No Elf before you have I laid my waking eyes upon. But your name I do not know." </P> <P>Salanu leaned back. Dark shapes, huge like the fruit of an apple tree in autumn, moved beneath his loincloth. "Konyamiand is a kinsman -- a cousin, in your terms. A valiant man, tall and well-built. If Aradd permits I will lie with him on my next Heat." </P> <P>"Return the Thrimmod," Laerak said. There was a tenseness in his groin, a whisper of desire. </P> <P>Salanu laughed. "You are beaten, King's Champion. Make no demands." </P> <P>"Why have you taken it?" </P> <P>"Why? Because of its power. Surely you know its power." </P> <P>"It has the Power of Warding. So said Zal Kû, whom we worship in the Temple of the Ruby, when he gave the Thrimmod to the first King of Mindea ages past." Laerak rolled onto his side. His head was beneath the spread knees of the Elf. </P> <P>"It has indeed the Power of Warding. What know you of Elves?" </P> <P>"That you are demons who sail the Seas and haunt the edges of our dreams." </P> <P>"Our history?" </P> <P>"You saw the face of the Gods receding into the blue on the morning the Worlds were birthed. And that is why your eyes are unlike all others." </P> <P>A pool of bluish luminescence left Laerak's face, travelled down his chest, settled upon his groin where the warmth was welcome. "What do you know of Uklo, our nemesis?" </P> <P>"He dwells in a land far from here, in a vast fortress and city." </P> <P>"Uklo is the Dark God. He made the Sun but was scarred by the heats of its Making. Mocked by his lovers amongst the Divine he rebelled. He has taken the lordship of the Amazons, and made creatures of a foul and disgusting nature, so that he may wage war on us, hating us. He hates us with all the blackness of his poison heart-- we, the Elves. For we retain the beauty he lost." Salanu paused. "He builds in the estuary of the River of Hate a black fleet, to one day assail Remaino and destroy us. For long we were able to resist him. But he is a God, and thus of a different and greater order than we. We are doomed, in the end, unless ... " here he looked again into Laerak's eyes " ... we fence our city with powerful magics." </P> <P>"So you steal," said Laerak. </P> <P>"We steal, and survive." The voice like thunder shook Laerak's heart. Rich, great, deep as the heavy sea, strong as the pounding waves that eat upon the shorelines of all the Worlds. Salanu stood, hearing something. "Beloved Aradd," he said. His lover had come.</P> <P>On the edge of shadow the massive stallion stood. Taller by far than Mouraus or Irath. His eyes shone with the same unearthly glow, though his color tended towards the shade of smouldering coals. His flanks, hard and muscled as a warrior, shimmered white in the mingled light from eyes and moon. Yet his mane and tail were dark and drank up the glow. </P> <P>Salanu crossed to the stallion. The beast was lathered from exertion. The Elf's arms encircled the great neck and they stood in quiet commune. </P> <P>"Where is Gan?" Laerak demanded. But there was no answer from long minutes. </P> <P>"Gan," the horse rumbled, "is that his name? All he muttered was 'Laerak' over and over." </P> <P>"I am Laerak." </P> <P>"Gan," said Aradd, "is content." </P> <P>Salanu broke from the stallion and returned to where Laerak lay. He kissed Laerak. "Gan lives." </P> <P>Laerak turned away. Tears stung his eyes. Sergeant lay in the forest, battered and torn; with his mind he could see it. And there was this Elf and this demonic horse who stood on the verge of shadows, withholding the Thrimmod. And he, alone of all the line of the King's Champions of Mindea had been flyted. Least of all the House of Dyarmen was Laerak, foolish scion of mighty forebears.</P> <P>Salanu said, "Gan lives. And he loves you." He kissed Laerak again. "As I do." He pressed Laerak flat and licked the salt of tears away. </P> <P>Aradd spoke. "You say we steal, Laerak. We do not." From him came a hissing noise like a vast snake slithering. "We will take the Rod of Might -- your Thrimmod. But in exchange we will leave you a child." </P> <P>"A child?" asked Laerak. "Of what use in a child?" </P> <P>"In his day, when he is fertile," said Aradd, "he will be a breeder of great prowess -- as I am. He will have the blood of the Elves, a fluid akin to magic wine. Through him Mindea will master perils that will overwhelm it, including assault from Uklo." </P> <P>"There is no child here," said Laerak. </P> <P>Salanu said, "We shall make one, you and I." </P> <P>The slithering noise from Aradd ceased. </P> <P>Laerak looked at the Elf as he knelt. His eyes glowed more intensely. Callused fingers caressed Laerak's chest. He shuddered. "You are beasts." </P> <P>Aradd laughed. "I wear the shape of a beast, lithe one. For I admire this beast's weaponry, prowess, and energy. But I am no beast. Next to me, you are." </P> <P>"What are you?" Laerak asked. </P> <P>"He is a God," said Salanu, still stroking. </P> <P>Shadows wreathed Aradd, for he had not moved from the edge of the camp. Mouraus and Irath were not far from him; they were restless, smelling Aradd. Something dark and throbbing jutted from between Aradd's hind legs -- something the size of a broadsword. It smacked against his belly, faster and faster, as Aradd worked. </P> <P>"He is a devil," said Laerak. </P> <P>"Quiet," hissed Salanu. "He makes a sorcery for us." </P> <P>Great bursts of air erupted from the white stallion's lungs -- and thought the night was not cold enough, the bursts shone in the mad light like billows of steam. Aradd raised his head high so that the long shape like an aroused phallus jutted at the sky. </P> <P>The stallion trumpeted. The stones of the cliff shook. </P> <P>The sword swelled to a massive size and shook. The air reeked of tension, as if the lightning-stroke of a God was barrelling in. </P> <P>A rain began to fall, a rain of hot liquid, hot as blood but sticky like syrup. It reeked ... of cinnamon and the sour substances belonging to the province of alchemists. </P> <P>Salanu shuddered. Silver fluid streaked him, knotted in the black hair, coiled on his chest. A titanic erection thrust aside the forward flap of his loincloth; longer by far than Sergeant's, thicker than a gladiator's arm, the foreskin still mantled the sizzling knob of the head. </P> <P>And Laerak, hands bound, body beaten, twitched in fear in the face of sorcerous perversion. And rose just as hard as the Elf and his beloved. </P> <P>Salanu again kissed Laerak. This time he held it. Laerak's flesh melted with the hot seed covering them; his tongue yearned upwards desperate to thread the labyrinth to Salanu's gullet. </P> <P>But even as Laerak kissed with burning passion, he looked. The great beast who was not a beast, Aradd, stood with head hanging limp. Legs quivered with strain. But the great weapon throbbed undiminished, angry and blazing. Arcs of white foam webbed the stallion's hard belly. The head slowly lifted, and turned towards Mouraus. </P> <P>A chill spread through Laerak, but he did not cease devouring the breath of the Elf. </P> <P>Salanu undid the belt holding his loincloth. His eyes shone with the radiance of exploding storms. He broke the kiss and knelt over Laerak's face, parting his buttocks with a free hand. </P> <P>Laerak beheld the Elf's secret hole. </P> <P>The pucker was no different than those he'd explored before Sergeant -- tight, hair thronged, a ring of desire to adorn any phallus. But ... there were a pair of glands, set on either side of the hole where the hard buttocks sloped in. Laerak though of an oak leaf, for there was a pattern of veins and sacks. A pair of tubes led from those glands and buried themselves in the seed-sacks. </P> <P>In the lambent light Laerak saw fluid coursing down. The glands pulsed as the hole twitched. </P> <P>Salanu's buttocks engulfed Laerak's face. The odor -- again of cinnamon and unholy substances -- swelled; without a thought Laerak's tongue slid forth and lapped at the strange hole like a dog investigating a potential mate. The taste was human -- salt, sweat, hard flesh, hair, tang. His saliva bubbled and the overflow slid over his cheeks. </P> <P>The Elf bent forward, engulfing Laerak's phallus with his throat. The constriction sank all the way down the shaft; Laerak felt Salanu cough once. He was embedded deep. Fluid oozed up around his flesh, cascading down its length to mat in the hair at the base. </P> <P>Cool air flooded his face as Salanu lifted away. The small sacks and veins round the Elf's hole were filled with a whitish fluid. Ropes of a sticky substance connected both halves of the buttocks. </P> <P>The Elf turned. The electric glow from his eyes blinded Laerak. "You shall end my Heat." The Elf's fist stood Laerak's meat upright, slid along the flesh, enticing as a platoon of soldiers on the march. </P> <P>"What is Heat?" gasped Laerak. </P> <P>"Breed me," said Salanu. And he sat down upon the head of the fat penis.   Thus Laerak came to know the bliss that sex was for the Elves.</P> <P>The sphincter, clasped tight, swiftly surrendered, for Laerak jabbed upwards as powerfully as his bound body would allow. Laerak surged into the tunnel of heaven, his cries of desire echoing with Salanu's over the marshes lapping at the base of the cliffs below. </P> <P>Salanu's head turned upwards, just as Aradd's had, to gaze sightless at the shapeless clouds suffused with lunar silver. Spittle shone on the corners of his mouth, along the line of his jaw. He crooned, "Now, Aradd, now," in a feeble voice as Laerak began to move within him. </P> <P>The great stallion stood now behind Mouraus. His weapon was more mighty than thronged armies. He nickered in a manner halfway between a horse and a man grunting. </P> <P>With motions liquid as the indifferent moonlight Aradd mounted Mouraus. </P> <P>Laerak turned at the scream of penetration, phallus throbbing. </P> <P>Aradd's dark weapon, cock without peer, sliced into Laerak's mount. Desperately Mouraus twisted, impaled and suffering from the penetration of the gigantic meat. </P> <P>Desperately Laerak hammered at Salanu, driving harder, wanting to bruise the hard buttocks of the Elf with shuddering thrusts. </P> <P>Salanu regarded Laerak with his livid eyes. "Does Aradd in his rut make you burn as much as I?" </P> <P>Laerak spat, "Harder." His seed-sacks were swollen with the fertile wine of men. </P> <P>Salanu rested his hands upon Laerak's tattoo, squatting half a foot above the muscled man, enjoying the spearing his took from the meat. The sacks around his hole throbbed with fluid; they dripped liquid thicker than sweat but thinner than man-seed. </P> <P>Mouraus fell silent. And Laerak turned to look at his mount. His destrier stood with tail demurely swept aside, bearing Aradd's great weight with braced legs. </P> <P>A sullen flame appeared on the flying tips of Aradd's mane. A kiss of flame, not chaste, but growing more and more brighter as the stallion drove harder into the other. </P> <P>"What -- " Laerak gasped " -- what -- " </P> <P>"Silence," said Salanu. "Love me." </P> <P>Laerak's hips flew harder. </P> <P>The flames rose higher over Aradd and the lip of the cliff was bathed in red. The crimson radiance filled the arena. Mouraus, lathered, with massively parted buttocks. Irath, aroused, dripping his equine fluids. The radiance fed from the heat of the horses, flowed on the bellies of the sea-born clouds. </P> <P>Laerak could not endure this. No man he had known had the muscular strength the Elf did in that tunnel. Laerak's phallus angrily shouldered hot, quivering flesh aside. He stabbed his length in -- </P> <P>-- and a second rain began, for Salanu's weapon erupted. </P> <P>The seed-sacks, dripping with fragrant sweat, bloated, pulsed, and squeezed. Great gouts of fluid shot from the slit. </P> <P>Laerak screamed. Fluid bubbled into Salanu's rectum -- not his seed, but something else that had the consistency of male seed. The sudden sensation and the spasming of that muscle-girded passage drove him to spurt. </P> <P>Salanu crooned as the Man emptied in him. </P> <P>The Elf rolled off Laerak's phallus the moment the last pulse of seed ended. He went over onto his shoulder, pulled his knees up. Between his legs, in the mounting red glow, his seed-sacks throbbed still. But his hole, which should gape and wink and show Laerak's bubbling seed, was closed tight as the gates of Gautrond after his raid. The glands guarding the hole were swollen with surging fluid. </P> <P>"And it begins," breathed Salanu. </P> <P>Laerak twisted in his bonds. The glow became brighter. He felt heat upon his face, radiating from the horses. "What?" </P> <P>Salanu looked as if he'd bathed in blood. The Elf's hole now pulsed, and his buttocks rolled with slow grace. He groaned, and bent double. "Silence, King's Champion, while it grows." A spasm shook him, as if he cramped. </P> <P>Aradd's voice came, over the growls of Mouraus pleasured beyond belief. "It shall not be long, beloved." The slurps from Mouraus' buttocks were long and liquid. </P> <P>Salanu cried out. The muscles on his stomach rippled. He rolled over onto his belly, spreading his legs. His phallus jutted outwards again, digging into the soil. </P> <P>Something swelled inside him. Laerak beheld the hole push outwards. Something was inside, growing into life. </P> <P>Salanu clasped his buttocks together with the fanaticism of a mad virgin intending to remain so in the face of a party of sea-weary sailors. "Not long," Salanu breathed. His voice squeezed with agony. "Not long." </P> <P>The flames along Aradd's back blazed to a bonfire. And the white stallion again trumpeted, the sound shot forth by great seed-sacks contracting. And seed flooded the guts of the passive stallion. </P> <P>But this Laerak did not watch. </P> <P>Salanu's buttocks spread wide. The hole distended. A minuscule foot appeared in the middle of the pucker, wet and shiny. His eyelids closed and his penis throbbed against the ground. The muscles of his midsection rippled downwards. A second foot appeared through the anus. Clear fluid burst out of the anus.</P> <P>The crimson blaze along the mating stallions died. </P> <P>Salanu hugged his stomach with arms corded with muscle. His buttocks lifted slightly into the air and he opened his knees. His cries he forced into the loam. The spasms drove out the length of a pair of legs, and his hole opened wider and wider ... </P> <P>The small body of a baby boy emerged from his ass into the world wet and glistening with the sperm of the men who had fathered it. </P> <P>Salanu peaked with another flood of his seed into the ground. </P> <P>The Elf pulled himself away from the puddle of steaming fluid. Sitting up he took the infant, from whose lips a thick goo dripped. He pressed his lips over the tiny ones and hollowed his cheeks. His throat bobbed as he drank. </P> <P>When father and son (for Laerak saw that the child was male -- very much so, almost equine) broke the kiss, the child's first cries were heard in the world. </P> <P>Salanu crawled to Laerak. The Elf's face was gray, strained, sweaty. He pressed the child's lips to Laerak's hard breast, just inches from the armed man upon the stallion. </P> <P>"Here is the weregild for your Thrimmod," said Salanu. His voice was weak as if from a long evening of love. </P> <P>"What shall I do?" asked Laerak. The babe -- his son - - motions stirred his breast. </P> <P>"Feed him the milk of dreams," said Salanu, "and hope his world is never darkened by Gods." </P> <P><BR><BR> </P> <P>In the gray morning, humid and moist, Sergeant stumbled back to the cliff edge. His gait was wide and he felt the air kiss his innards, coursing through an anus stretched so wide that he had not been able to close it throughout the entire night. </P> <P>Liquid cinnamon caked the backs of his thighs, clogged his buttocks. </P> <P>"Laerak," he said, seeing the King's Champion of Mindea seated by the embers of a fire. His love's strong back was streaked with dirt. "Laerak. They are gone. They passed me in the night, descending towards the Voi-Sannd." </P> <P>The King's Champion turned. </P> <P>A naked babe nursed at his muscled chest, sucking the strong draught of man through nipples, drinking the milk buried under a man's hard muscles. </P> <P>Sergeant could not speak. But he guessed the tale. The Thrimmod was gone forever, lost to the Elves who rode the misty Ocean. </P> <P>Laerak said, "We have lost." A tight voice. "But an exchange has been made. They have an artefact of Wardship. But we have something greater." </P> <P>Sergeant knelt. A huge burst of air and seed erupted from between his buttocks, falling warmly upon his calves. Sorcerous fluids sizzled upon the ground. Mouraus' ears pricked up.</P> <P>Laerak kissed him. "Behold." And he held the babe up. 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bestiality/its-okay-to-look.txt	Date: Sat, 19 May 2018 00:28:18 +0000 (UTC) From: penatrate me <penatrateme6969@yahoo.com> Subject: It's OK To Look #1 The usual disclaimers apply about don't read if you are underage, etc... Nifty needs, and appreciates all donations to keep these wonderful stories coming. Please donate at... http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story describes my plunge into the uncharted territory of pure, unrestricted man/beast love. Sadly, and with the deepest of regrets, I must admit that this story is fiction. BUT...the thoughts come 100% from my inner being, and have been cultivated and refined through many years of wishful fantasizing. One day I expect my dream to develop into my reality, and that all of the following words will come to fruition, but for now, unfortunately, I'm still a virgin in waiting... Comments are gratefully received at penatrateme6969@yahoo.com _____________________________________________________________________________ It's OK to Look Hi, just a quick bit about me...I'm a smooth, white male that has forever visualized & imagined a homosexual relationship, where I'm a very, very submissive bottom boy to my alpha-male, stud of a man. So much for introductions, let's get right into it... Sitting on a bench in a remote area of the park, I saw a large dog with his cock hanging out of his sheath. I just kept looking intently at his massive penis. I simply couldn't turn my eyes away from his ever expanding & lengthening cock. It looked like nothing that I've ever seen before. There certainly were similarities to what a "normal looking" penis should look like, but on the overall look of things it was the most grotesque looking penis that I've ever seen. His penis hung straight down with hundreds of spidery veins of red & purple hues criss-crossing the entire length of his shaft, starting at the base of his penis the veins all converged at the tip of his cock that was crimson red & fully engorged with his blood. To make matters even more grotesque, the tip of his penis was flat with a curious looking small "bump" which was positioned off to one side of his flat cock head almost looking like a "probe" or "hook" of some sort. The flat head, of his penis, slanted back toward his shaft. The tip kind of looked "triangular" with this peculiar looking probe/hook leading the way. Positioned at the very tip of his probe/hook was one drop of a clear fluid, which was growing larger & larger & very soon might drip off the probe & splash to the ground below him. Considering the size & hardness of his cock, I quickly surmised that this drop is his pre-cum! My God, how revolting! The whole cock & drop of pre-cum was so repulsive that I had to turn away...but I simply couldn't break off my gaze, as my eyes continued to travel the length of his cock. From the base of his cock to the very tip of his pre-cum drop I sat transfixed & captivated, finding myself incapable & powerless of turning away. I must have been staring at this penis for a long time, completely hypnotized by the sight of such an unusual object, because I never heard anyone approaching me from behind until he said..."It's OK to look." Startled, I quickly snapped back, "I'm not looking at anything. I'm just sitting here on this bench minding my own business." My response must not have been very convincing, because he replied..."I've been watching you for the past 45 minutes carefully staring at my dog's cock. You seem to be very interested in my dog's cock...are you interested in my dog's cock?" All I could muster was a timidly said "no I'm not." Once again, I must not have been very believable because he said "While I was watching you stare a my dog's cock for the past 45 minutes I decided to play a little game & count the number of times that you licked your lips. Do you know how many times you licked your lips while staring at my dog's cock?" Oh fuck...I'm busted, as it must have been an unusual number of times for him to keep count. He said," I quit counting once you reached 100 times." I was going to tell him to fuck off, but just before saying it, I unconsciously looked toward the dog's cock & instinctively licked my lips! An all-knowing smile crossed his face when he said, "Isn't his cock so appealing & tempting to look at? I'll say it again, it's really OK to look." I couldn't help myself as once again my eyes gazed toward the dog's cock, & just as sure as rain...my tongue moistened my lips again. My mind was racing...some strange man was telling me that it's OK to stare at his dog's cock, & as repulsed as I was at the sight of this massive dog cock oozing out drops of clear pre-cum; as much as I tried I couldn't break my yearning gaze. His words broke through the serene tranquility of staring at this dog's penis, & brought me back to the here & now. "I see that you're very interested in my dog's cock. I bet that, if truth be told, want to touch it...don't you?" I had no words & no reply as I remained in my hypnotic spell of staring at the dog's cock & licking my lips. By now, I had been staring at this dog's cock for more than an hour & an unexpected thing was beginning to happen...his cock was becoming a lot less grotesque to me. In fact, if I want to be totally truthful, his cock was starting to look very appealing to me & I found myself becoming attracted to this dog's cock. I wasn't sure at all where this would end up going, but for this very moment I felt an incredible urge to touch it. Before I could reach my hand out to touch this now unexpectedly gorgeous looking cock, his words again broke through my perverted lustful fog. "It really is beautiful, isn't it? Just imagine caressing it with your lips & your tongue. You would love to gently & compassionately kiss the entire length of his cock, from the base to the tip, wouldn't you?" My voice was nowhere to be found & in the quietest of whispers I managed to say, "Yes I do, but I'm so afraid. I've never had sex with a dog, in fact I've never had sex with a man OR woman. I'm a true virgin!" Those words opened the door as he whispered into my ear, "Give in to your lustful desires & orally caress this dog's cock. You want this so bad, & you know as well as I do that this most definitely will happen so why put it off...do it now. Here's my prediction with respect to you...within the hour, you will have fallen in love with my dog's cock. You will have fallen in love with the very thought & act of not only orally servicing my dog, but also orally servicing me as well. In case you're wondering you will also fall in love with the taste of our cum in your mouth & the look & feel of our cum all over your face. Once you have tasted our cum, you will then naturally beg & plead for both of us to take turns fucking you. Wouldn't it be so comforting to know that your first sexual encounter was with my dog?" My mind was reeling with fantastic thoughts of sexually submitting to a dog, & his owner. Alternating between biting my lower lip & licking my lips, I cautiously moved forward to the dog's penis dripping with big clear drops of doggie pre-cum & gently kissed the base of his cock. I began to orally caress the dog's cock, with my lips & tongue, just as his owner ordered me to do. My tender kisses traveled up & down his cock, but always stopped short of the tip. I just couldn't get myself to the tip & would always retreat back to the safety of the dry base of his cock. The dog's penis was now dripping with pre-cum & collecting into a doggie bowl that his owner had placed directly below his cock. The dog's owner started talking again...fuck; whenever he talks I end up doing whatever he commands. Here we go again...he said, "You obviously have had a life- long unfulfilled craving to service a dog's penis. You will soon fulfill your desires & realize your dream of loving a dog's cum-dripping penis. Surrender to your forbidden desires & make real your lust & longing to passionately love my dog's cock. Now why don't you be a good little cock-sucker & live up to your name & SUCK MY DOG'S COCK!" My mouth, once again, instinctively opened as I closed in on the dog's big cock; & might I say...it looked so magnificent to me. I do believe that he's correct, yet again, in saying that this is a long unfulfilled life-long craving of mine, because my entire body is trembling in sexual lust & expectancy. I can't wait to become this dog's bitch! Before I could finally liberate my long suffering craving, the dog's owner put a dog collar on my neck, complete with a leash that was attached to the dog's leash! Holy crap! This is really going to happen & the symbolism & imagery of being attached to his dog is out of this world! He then very firmly "asked" me to take off all of my clothes, as it would be considered proper & fitting to show how very vulnerable I've become & to offer my complete nakedness to my new sexual partners. I willingly complied & acquiesced to his request/suggestion/demand. The dog's master & owner was rapidly positioning himself to possess me & become my master & owner as well, & this very thought thrilled me to no end! Once again, my lips cautiously drew closer to my future. Before I could continue my cock kissing, my owner spoke again. "Pre-cum is flowing out of his cock. The doggie bowl is there to catch as much as possible, because it's simply too valuable & precious for it to go to waste; you'll soon see what I'm talking about. I do want you to know that once your tongue touches a single drop of his pre-cum or sperm you can never go back. Do you still want to continue & go forward? Just remember this...your destiny, dreams & sexual freedom all completely rely on you going forward with your lust, soon to be replaced with love, for my penis & my dog's penis. There can be no doubt that you want this to happen, but if you are entirely truthful with yourself you will readily admit that more importantly than wanting it to happen...you NEED this to happen. Your dream is so close! Don't be afraid of fulfilling your dream. For you, it's so natural, appropriate & right to want & need the entire splendor of becoming my dog's bitch & just so you know once you become my dog's bitch, you become my bitch as well. Would you like to become our bitch?" I replied..."Oh yes master, I'd be so honored to become the family bitch. Thank you for such a privileged opportunity." These words sealed my fate as I would soon become a bitch & prized possession to not only my human owner & master BUT my canine owner & master as well. He showed appreciation in me for being so wise in accepting his generous offer. He assured me that I made the right decision concerning my future. "You can't resist & hold back any longer. You are about to kiss a dog's cock, & taste his sperm. Once you taste even one drop of his pre-cum or sperm, you will then seek to consume all of the sperm both he & I can provide, because that's what bitches do. You can never undo this � not that you would ever want to - & very soon both of your owner's cum will start flowing into your anxious mouth & your new journey of becoming our bitch will begin. We will bathe, cleanse & baptize you in our juices. You will physically & spiritually become wholesome & pure as the sperm, from both of your owners, will wash away your past life. This purification ceremony is essential for all three of us. The reason being that before either one of us will fuck you, we must be assured that you have been properly sanitized & decontaminated. The purification ceremony is the first of the two fundamental rituals necessary to becoming our property, the second being the unification ceremony. You must drink our fresh sperm as it freely flows out of our cocks. In addition, you must permit both of us to ejaculate our seed all over your body, face & hair. We need to do this & you must allow this to happen to become truly purified, before we can proceed to the unification ceremony. Two fundamentally crucial things happen as a result of the purification ceremony. The first being, that as we cum on your face & body you will be cleansed, beautified & redecorated into our image of what we deem to be beautiful. The second crucial item is probably the most important part of the purification ceremony & there's nothing to see at all, as it's entirely internal. Both of your masters will passionately cum into your mouth & this will begin your internal cleansing & bathing, as the supreme potency of our superior seed will obliterate any toxins of a past life & prepare the way for you to become the sex slave, cum-slut bitch that you've always hungered to become. Human & dog cum will combine & blend, in your mouth, to form a magnificent mixture of strength, power, love & of course, life. This unstoppable, & very potent combination of canine & human `liquid love' will entirely coat your teeth, tongue & your entire mouth, before you swallow it & introduce it to the cum-starved interior of your body. This ambrosia-like combination of dog & human sperm will coat your entire throat as it continues its voyage on the way to your stomach. Of course your cum-starved stomach will harvest as much of this nutritious & nourishing life-giving cocktail that it possibly can before releasing it into your intestines. Our human-canine potion of love & conquest will enter your bowels where even more harvesting of our priceless seed will occur as your body, which truly has been malnourished its entire life, will claw & grab for every drop of this man/beast sperm that it can get. By the time our conquering sperm has made it this far, it will be time for the beauty & splendor of the unification ceremony. I will fuck your ass first, because I want to prepare your ass for your canine fucking & because I'm the master of the two of you...I get to go first. I will cum extraordinarily deep within you & immediately replace my cock with the dog's cock, which you've been so lovingly kissing & licking in preparation of your surrender. Naturally my cock will replace the dog's cock & you will tenderly kiss & lick my cock as a way of saying thank you for taking ownership of you. The dog will cum, knot & all, extremely deep within you. His seed will catch up to mine & once again the blend of our human/beast sperm will flood deep into your body. Now, here's the part where it gets so beautiful & tender because so many significant things are happening all at the same time. Once the human/dog sperm that has entered your ass unites with the human/dog sperm that entered your mouth, you will have been formally & legitimately unified to both man & beast. Our bodies will fuse to your body causing your body to instinctively & naturally join to ours. At this time, the dog & I will legally & rightfully take ownership of you. The unification of our cleansing, man/beast sperm cocktail that flowed into your mouth & ass has sanitized & disinfected the entire internal, intimate, inner-recesses of your body. This very act validates & completes your submissive subservient surrender to your man/canine owners & our superior sperm. You will at long last be able to properly & intuitively surrender your entire being to us, your new owners, as we lawfully consider you our cherished possession. The unification ceremony is so private & intimate that it will be performed behind closed doors within the privacy of our home. The only way for you to truly become our bitch & property AND the only way for you to appropriately submit & surrender to us, is to consent to the unification ceremony. Both of us will fuck you in your ass until we release our treasured seed deep within your body. This is the only way that the bitch, which you strive to be transformed into, can really become our bitch: by allowing both of us to mark you. This blending of our seed, within your body, is the final step in the unification ceremony of joining the three of us together. This vital act will authenticate & certify that you have officially relinquished all of your rights & privileges with respect to your body & mind, & freely request that your new owners seize absolute control over your entire being. Now please know that us fucking you is not simply a `one-off' occasion, oh no...far from it. We will have sex with you several times a day AND night to consistently reinforce our dominance & control over you. You, of course, will always welcome our endless sexual advances, as each occasion will give you one more chance to emphasize your want & need to declare your total, enduring servitude to your human & canine masters. In addition, AND just as important-if not even more important, human & canine sperm can live up to 48 hours inside the human body. By continually offering your body, several times a day, to satisfy our sexual needs & desires this will ensure that you will always have our living, vibrant seed residing in your body. The knowledge that human & dog sperm are continuously thriving deep within you will be a source of great joy & satisfaction to all three of us. You will feel so satisfied & content knowing that you are truly loved & safely protected with our flourishing sperm, that you will naturally blossom into the bitch & man/beast sex-slave that you've always yearned to become. We will begin the purification ceremony right here & right now. Once the ceremony is complete you will put your clothes back on, BUT you WILL NOT spit any of our sperm out of your mouth OR wipe any of our sperm off your face, because that is the very essence of the purification ceremony. It is also a sign of respect & reverence toward your new owners; in addition it is also your badge of honor that you have freely agreed to become the property of your new masters. Of course the dog collar will remain around your neck as well as the leash, which is attached to it. The three of us will leave this park & walk to my car. Both of you will walk on either side of me & both of you will be on-leash. We will be going whichever way that passes the most people, because I just know that the three of us will want to proudly show-off, to all the people, our delight with you completing the purification ceremony. The last thing is concerning names...you will refer to either one of us as owner, master, human owner, or canine owner. You will be known as The Bitch. You may be called The Fucking Bitch or perhaps The Cock-sucking Bitch or even simply Bitch. The important thing to remember is that you are our possession & that you intentionally & knowingly allowed both of us to possess you & to have 100% power & control over you. Now, I'll ask you again, after hearing all of my requirements...would you still like to become our bitch? Are you willing to submit & surrender to both of your new master's every want, need & desire? Are you prepared to sexually serve your owners anytime, anywhere, & anyplace that we desire?" My response was instantaneous, enthusiastic & urgent..."Oh my god YES PLEASE! I truly yearn for & actually require the both of you to become the very center of my being. I covet the very moment that the two of you will claim your rightful control & possession of me. I so urgently long for the opportunity to become a part of this family, & to assume my proper position of submitting to human & canine ownership. I am prepared to willingly & freely relinquish all of my rights & privileges so I not only will become a part of this family, but also so I can become the welcoming & servicing bitch to the two of you. What's more, I yearn for the moment that the two of you will be in charge of me, & have full command over me, for my true reason for living is to always be prepared to sexually please the two of you; to your hearts content. I fully understand, realize & agree that before either one of you can & will enter me, & fill my bitch ass with your seed, I must offer myself to both of you right now to be cleansed of my former life with your sperm. I completely agree that I have an obligation & duty to offer an untainted & purified body, soul & mind to both of you. I know that the only way for this to happen is to drink & immerse myself in both of my master's bitch-making sperm. I cannot properly articulate, to the both of you, how fucking thrilled I am to be washed clean of any remnants of my past life & to be baptized into a new existence by means of my master's life-giving sperm. Masters please, let us begin the purification ceremony without delay! I understand that there is no other way for me to become a bitch to the two of you than to accept every single drop of both of your sperm. Please purify me & set me free, so I can turn into the cock worshiping, bitch, sex- slave, possession that I've always yearned to become." There was no time to waste on second thoughts. I absolutely knew that my new life of worshiping both of my new Owner's cocks & their cum was so natural & right for me to do, that I threw all caution to the wind & went directly for my canine Master's pre-cum soaked cock tip. The tip of my tongue touched the tip of my canine owner's cock & a big succulent clear drop of his pre-cum naturally rolled down my tongue, all the way to the back of my throat. I moaned in delight as my canine owner began to release jets of warm, fresh, clean, crystal clear pre-cum into my open mouth. I sighed in unreserved liberation as so many years of self-denial, of my true sexual wishes & actual requirements of gifting myself to a dog, were gloriously washed away by the emancipating discharge of the dog's penis. I have been set free & wonderfully unshackled to pursue the secret thrill of this forbidden fruit. My tongue, once again, licked the tip of this now BEAUTIFUL cock & claimed one more drop of pure heaven. This was followed with a tender, loving thank you kiss on the angle of my canine owner's gorgeous cock, which released another spurt of his clear, luscious pre-cum directly into my open, tongue-out, mouth. I very gently & lovingly, showered the-by now-soaking wet head of his cock, with very compassionate licking & loving kisses. I find it impossible to believe that, a little while ago, I was afraid to kiss the tip, because now I can't seem to divert myself from it, as I'm beginning to show some genuine expressive love to his cock & what I'm doing to it. A kiss & then a lick is always followed by an additional jet of his forbidden juice into my waiting mouth. Our wonderful oral dance of me paying for & earning his rewarding pre-cum with heartfelt kissing & licking is the very meaning of worshiping a cock. There's no way that I could say that I was forced into this beautifully sexy illicit sex act. The outpouring of pure love that I was genuinely showing toward this dog's penis completely gave me away as a lover of dog cock. I couldn't be more content & comfortable with the realization that I love & worship dog cock. I feel so excited, clean, pure, refreshed & most importantly free to be able to say � with pride � that I love & worship dog cock. The loving & worship of a dog's cock is so right & wholesome, for me that my heart is soaring with my newfound freedom & I want to shout to the world...I LOVE & WORSHIP DOG COCK I was in the very process of becoming cleansed & purified, by this beast, AND I loved every moment of it. My human owner also realized that I was rapidly becoming his dog's property & ordered me to lap up the dog sperm in the dog bowl, to speed up the process. I was on my hands & knees & my canine master was facing away from me, with his cock pointed out behind his back legs. My human owner took hold of my leash & directed me down to the bowl. I put my face directly into the bowl, which was 1/3 full of my dog master's cum & began to lap it up as fast as I could into my cum starved mouth. I consumed about half of the sperm in the bowl, when my human owner ordered me to lie on my back with my head between my dog master's hind legs. The dog's cock was now pointed straight down, with the tip of his cock just inches from my open mouth. That's when his liberating flow, of his sperm, really started. A continual torrent of dog cum, as strong & as plentiful as if he was pissing, quickly filled my open mouth to overflowing, & I couldn't swallow it fast enough. I took hold of the dog's cock & showered my face & hair with his addictive seed. When my mouth was ready to swallow more dog cum, I returned his cock between my wanting cum-glossed lips & allowed my canine lover to fill me up again. Once full, I removed his cock from my mouth & continued to shower my face & hair with his raging deluge of fresh hot cum. I was using his cock almost like a hand-held showerhead as I was washing away a lifetime of nonexistence & nothingness & replacing it with a newfound all- consuming desire of servitude & devotion toward my two male masters. By now, my human owner had straddled my chest & his pre-cum dripping cock was touching my lower lip. I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid as I knew exactly what to do...I inhaled his entire length as I continued to wash my face with my canine lover's sperm. I then began to alternate between sucking each one of these beautiful cocks. I must admit that I was in cock-sucking paradise, filling my mouth with my human lover's pre-com & my canine lover's sperm. My heart was soaring, as I was purifying myself & preparing myself for the unification ceremony & to ultimately become a part of this family by becoming the family's sexual servant. Finally the blessed moment arrived when my human owner announced that he was about to cum. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, resting his cock on my lower lip & the dog's cock on my upper lip. What happened next was nothing short of pure orchestrated beauty! Both of my owners ejaculated their fresh sperm into my wide-open mouth. Their sperm combined & blended together to form a potent, intoxicating mixture of complete glory, rapture, bliss, delight & ecstasy. If this is what paradise tastes like, I don't ever want it to end. Not wanting it to end I placed the tips of both of my owner's cocks into my mouth & allowed both of them to drain every last drop of their beloved sperm into my welcoming & loving mouth. The three of us took such delight as we all basked in the enchanting afterglow of the purification ceremony. My face, hair, mouth, tongue, & teeth were all wholly covered with my two owners sperm, creating a lustrous sheen that left no doubt as to who owned who. Speaking for myself, I've never felt so clean, refreshed, loved & pure in my entire life. I asked both of my owners, while tenderly licking their cocks clean of all traces of their sperm, if I was worthy of becoming the family bitch. My human owner spoke for the two of them & enthusiastically insisted that I become a valued member of their family. I felt so cherished by the two of them that I was overwhelmed with the passionate emotion of falling deeply in love & forming a committed, devoted, unified sexual bond with my two owners & lovers. I asked (actually I pleaded) with them if we could please hurry & continue on to the unification ceremony. Before putting my clothes back on, I wanted to show both of them how eager I was to become a part of this family. I bent down & began to lap up the rest of the dog sperm that was in the dog bowl...I simply couldn't get enough! Of course with the bowl on the ground, my ass was high in the air as I was consuming the remainder of the dog's seed. This was a perfect invitation for my canine master to mount me & start jabbing away, with his already growing cock, hoping to find the "promised land." Before he could hit the spot, my human owner took him off of me & I got dressed & stood up. While there can be no doubt what so ever that I wanted him to fuck me right here, right now, I also knew how glorious & intimate the unification ceremony should be & reluctantly agreed to wait until we got home. The three of us started our journey to the car, going past as many people as possible before we got to the car. All three of us felt so remarkably proud, walking past all the people in the park. The dog & I were sporting our collars & leashes as we walked on each side of our human owner, holding a leash in each of his hands. I, of course, was covered & drenched with cum which was provided so generously by my two masters. Nothing was left to the imagination, because the dog's cock was still very hard & extended way out of his sheath. Couple that with my head being completely soaked with cum from both of my lovers; just about everybody in the park knew that at the very least I sucked off the dog & probably the man as well. ___________________________________________________________________________ I would love to hear from all of you guys, and girls, as to what you thought about the story, and how you liked it. By getting this far, I can only assume that you enjoyed my story. Let me know if you'd like the story to continue. As you can see, it ended kind of abruptly. Comments are gratefully received at penatrateme6969@yahoo.com Your feedback will encourage me to write more. Thank you
bestiality/alps.txt	The Alps - 1990 Chapter 1 By Paul Ending It was on my summer vacation in 1990. We were backpacking in the Alps near the border of Germany in Switzerland. There were only two of us this year. My name is Joseph, Joe for short. Tom was with me for the third year of backpacking. Our other two partners both worked for the same company, and had run into an emergency situation that demanded their attention. Tom and I decided to continue with the trip anyway. But let's start this story a little earlier, before we actually left, that way what happened later will make a little more sense. I was both happy and unhappy that only Tom and I were going. Unhappy - because Mike and Bill were excellent hikers, good friends, and had super personalities. We always had a good time together, and were about the same age, 24. Happy - because I fantasized that, being alone with Tom, I might, just might, get a chance to find out what his sexual orientation was. All four of us dated regularly, and I was almost positive that Mike and Bill were strictly straight. Tom, on the other hand, left some subtle idea in my mind that he might be, or at least have some latent tendencies toward men. (I was really in for a double whammy on this one.) Our planning went off without a hitch. Our gear was assembled together in my apartment, and checked and rechecked to make sure we didn't forget anything. Friday evening, Tom decided to stay at my place so we could recheck maps, passports, tickets, traveler's checks, etc. Finally, at about 9 pm, I said that it was time to hit the hay since we had an early flight. We both stripped to our skivies and crawled in bed. I think it was nervous exhaustion, but we both slept soundly until the blankety-blank alarm gave its shrill call at 4am. Tom rolled out first, stripped, and headed for the shower. I had to admire how he kept himself in shape. Not an ounce of fat on him. He was about 6 ft even, lithely built, but with lots of muscles in the arms, shoulders, thighs, and calfs. The muscles came from another hobby of his, rock climbing. I'd seen him scoot up a sheer rock wall that looked smooth to me, grabbing into fingerholds that must have been no more than an inch deep. He had flaming red wavy hair, and a hint of soft red beard stubble over an absolutely smooth skinned face. The four of us had known each other since early high school, and had gone to a school where the guys in swimming class still swam in the nude. None of us was the least bit bashful around each other. A quick glance at his groin area was a bit surprising, his balls were a good size and swung freely, but his cock was shrivelled up with no more than an inch showing through his red bush. It must have been the ungodly hour, but he didn't have a morning-piss hard-on; in fact neither did I. Through half-open eyes I watched him head for the toilet and grab his cock, give a little pull on it, and as it lengthened, shoot a thick stream of yellow. By the time he stopped, and had shaken off the last drops, he was a good 6 inches long, soft. At this point I could feel my prick getting firm, but it was from what I was watching and thinking, not just from morning-piss. As he flushed, I climbed out of bed and slipped the elastic waistband of my boxers over my now erect pole and dropped them to the floor. Tom wasn't paying any attention to the bedroom, at least as far as I could see. He grabbed the shower door, and reached in and turned on the water; feeling with his hand, waiting for the hot water to arrive. I wasn't sure, but it looked like his cock was more at half mast than it was a few seconds ago. Just then he decided the water was right, stepped in, and closed the door. I continued heading to the bathroom, and the toilet. The bathroom has the toilet and sink along one wall, and the shower/tub along the opposite wall. The wall with the sink has a mirror the full length of the wall starting at sink height. As I entered the bathroom I could see myself in the mirror. I was shorter than Tom by about 2 inches, had light blond hair, and (at least in my opinion) a well formed muscular body. Muscular in a different way than Tom, since I played both Tennis and Golf. A moderate amount of body hair, somewhat darker than my head, and (at this point) a fully erect 7 inch cock over my tightly drawn up balls. I stood at the toilet trying to bend my cock down and not having much luck at it; especially since I could see, thru the shower door, the blurred image of Tom starting to soap his groin, and seemingly doing a thorough job on his cock. Eventually I got myself aimed, and unloaded last night's beers and cokes. I then headed to the kitchen to set out a light breakfast. Since we didn't want any dishes that were hard to clean up, I put out the milk and cold cereal, and started a kettle of hot water for coffee. With that done, I returned to the bedroom, just as Tom was coming out of the bathroom. God what a bod! I hurried in to avoid a potentially embarassing problem. The shower relaxed me and I shaved quickly under the sting of the hot water. I towelled off and headed to the kitchen. Tom was sitting nude at the table just pouring milk on his cereal. I followed suit, trying to keep my mind on the business of the morning, instead of what I hoped for over the next 3 weeks. We had finished breakfast and washed the dishes, and were heading to the bedroom when there was a gentle tap at the door. Tom continued in to get dressed while I went to the door. I cracked the door to check, and then opened it for Bill and Mike, who had come to drive us to Baltimore Airport. Bill gave a quick look and then joked, "you don't look ready to go". I replied, "Oh we're ready all right, but at this hour, who's moving very fast. Sure you don't want to change your mind and come with us?" Mike chimed in something about their "prick of a boss". And that he would keep Bill busy while we were overseas. The way it came out, I started wondering if I'd been wrong about his orientation. But there wasn't time for doing anything now anyway, so I headed in to put on some clothes. We'd decided to wear our one good change of clothes that were for sight-seeing. At 5 am we hoisted our backpacks and headed for the car. There was a little light banter on the way to the airport. Mike kidded Tom about staying away from the Frauleins, and Bill chimed in that we be careful not to get rammed by any of the mountain sheep. (It sounded like a pun to me, but again I wasn't sure. Oh well.) The flight to Frankfurt Germany was uneventful, and we even got a few winks of sleep on the way. Clearing customs was a snap now that the European Community is getting going. We caught the shuttle train from the airport into Frankfurt. In the train station we went to the tourist office and arranged for an inexpensive room for one night. We had decided that we would stay the night in Frankfurt and let our biological clocks adjust to the 5 hour difference. We checked into the pension (pen-see-own, rooming house), and then headed out to look around the downtown area. One nice thing about Europe is that the adult stores are all around, and intermixed with standard high and mid-class shops. This was Tom's first trip over so he was really amazed at the open doorways. We did a little exploring of the things on the historical "walking tour", and then crossed the river to eat at one of the popular outdoor cafe's. With our watches saying it was early, and our bodies saying it was late, we headed bach towards our room. At one of the adult stores, I think I surprized Tom by turning in. Everything you could possibly imagine in the field of adult toys was displayed. Cock/ball rings, butt plugs, whips, and other leather. About half the shop was devoted to video booths. These had 85 selections each. I've seen one shop that had booths with 120 selections. I said lets feed a few D-Marks into these, and headed for one of them. There were about 20 gay videos that I found; and one that really turned me on that invloved two men, a gal, and a horse. I didn't have enough change to stay very long, and when I came out, Tom was nowhere to be seen. Not to worry, a few minutes later he popped out of the booth next to mine. I was quite certain that his crotch was just a bit fuller than it was before. I made an excuse to look in his booth and saw the selection number looked like one of the ones I had found. (Humm, that was a good omen). "Gee, I wish they had this kind of sophistication, and technology, in the States", he said. Sophistication referring to the openness of their attitudes, and technology referring to the video selection quantities in a booth. At this point, we decided we were done for, and headed back for an early bed. Next morning we got up when we were damn ready, even so it was early, since it would take another day to be completely reprogrammed on time. I was first up and headed down the hall to the floor's bathroom. One D-Mark stuck in the coin-fed instant hot water unit gave about five minutes of hot water to the hand-held shower head. I played the spray over me quickly, soaped up, and then rinsed all over. This time I let the spray caress my balls and ass hole. I thought back to the time about 4 years ago when I discovered that you can do pretty thorough job of internal cleansing by turning the water low and unscrewing the shower head from the hose. My thoughts went back to that summer, when just out of high school, I had bummed around europe for a month. I was too naive to have gotten as much out of that summer as I could now, but just at the end I was sacking out on a park bench when a kid my age came up to me and said Hi, and started talking in excellent English. He asked if I had been in Europe long, and then said that it looked like I hadn't had a good hot shower for some time. I hadn't. We had talked for a while and he explained that he was also bumming around, but he was from the Netherlands. He asked if I'd like to join him for a quick bite of lunch and a good hot shower (free) at his place. I had jumped at the chance. We got to his flat, (really one room with hotplate, folding bed and private bath), and I had dropped my sack on the floor. Jack (his real name was Joachim but he preferred Jack), opened the fridge and got out smoked fish, sausage, and bread and said to make my own. He then suggested that I take that shower I'd been promised. I stripped to my skivies and headed for the shower. Just as I was about to get in, I heard Jack say he had some towels to use. I turned around and there was Jack, towels in hand, totally nude. Naive I was, and didn't know what to say. He took the lead and didn't wait for confirmation, "I'll show you how to work the @#$&! water heater and then help you with your back, now reach up and turn the red knob to the 5. I did as he said, and then turned on the tap. Jack squeezed himself into the tiny stall and I could feel his body rubbing against mine. He reached up and took the shower hose and got us wet all over and then soaped up a washcloth and started working down my back. I didn't want to turn around because I was getting hard. He continued the back of my neck and armpits, then down around my buns. I felt the soapy cloth suddenly work its way into my crack and against my pucker. Then just a quickly it was gone. Then I felt Jack kneel down, and apply the wash cloth to my thigh, roughly scrubbing up and down, seemingly taking extra long on the inside. Down the leg he went, and a light touch told me to lift my foot. My mind was spinning. I'd never thought of a shower as sensual, although I'd jacked off in the shower before. Since when, I thought, is someone washing your feet and between your toes sensual. This sure was! Then the other leg. Then I heard him say to turn around. I hesitated! He again applied a light touch to insist. I didn't dare look down, but turned a little bit at a time. Eventually I had done the requisite 180, and felt the cloth working over the front of one leg. I still couldn't look down. Then the time came, I felt the cloth start to soap around my balls, and at the same instant felt something warm around my rock hard prick. The soapy hands continued to massage my balls. I finally looked down. The sight of his mouth around me was all it took to drive me over the wall and I shot jet after jet of 18 yr old boy cum. He paused to swallow and then very gently continued milking me. He seemed to know that I got very sensitive and he was most gentle in the final phase. As I started to lose rigidity, without saying a word, he resumed the washing ritual, paying special attention to my very erect nipples. He finished up with a short but very affectionate tongue kiss. I'd never cum with another man. (Well, except the circle jerks as a teenager.) I didn't know what to say or do. He just handed me the soap and cloth. I started getting hard immediately at the thought of washing his prick, which incidently was a healthy un-cut 7 incher. I'd never gotten close to someone who was un-cut. I started to soap his chest and gradually got the nerve to start on his meat. I started by washing the outside and around the balls, and then on a whim I started working a finger inside the prepuce. I heard a soft moan, and saw his eyes closed. I gripped the shaft and skinned him back. The head was even more huge than was implied when covered. I was getting into the swing of things and washed him real good. Then I got up enough guts to kneel down and take it in my mouth. I started to gag and backed off a little. More moans came from above. Then his hand grabbed the back of my head and in 4-5 thrusts I felt his jets fill my mouth. My first real BJ. I let most of it dribble from the corners of my mouth, but really thought the flavor was good. In a few minutes he opened his eyes and suggested we needed to start over on the washing. Jack invited me to spend that night there, which I gladly accepted since I was low on money. We went out to a local spot for a late dinner. Over dinner he broached the shower incident and asked if that was my first time. I said that I had always had an interest in men and couldn't take my eyes off any good-looking basket that I saw. I was intrigued by all the different sizes and styles that I saw in the school locker rooms, but outside a few close friends enjoying a circle jerk talking about girls, that was my first. We talked a bit about him and his first experience. He never asked if I thought I was gay or not. Then he asked if I would be interested in some other experiments. I wasn't really sure, but nodded OK. When we returned to his room, he unfolded the bed and asked if I'd ever had an enema? "Only when I was little, and had a bad stomachache, once." "Did you enjoy it?" "I don't really remember." "Well, I find them really stimulating," he said, "I'll help you try one, in preparation for some other experiments. I'll take one too!". He led the way to the bathroom. "I don't have a regular enema bottle, but the shower works fine," he explained. He unscrewed the shower head from the hose. Then took another length of hose that he brought from under the bed and wedged it into the shower hose. It was about 8 ft long and 1/8 to 1/4 inch diameter. He said to lay on the rug on my left side. I heard the water start very slowly in the shower. "I'm checking the temperature, just a minute". Then I heard the cover of a jar opening, and felt something slippery being applied to my ass pucker. "Now, I want you to concentrate on relaxing, push a little bit. I'm going to work my finger into your rectum and massage it to help you relax." The finger started, and I immediately clenched up. He kept playing with me until I got used to the feel and didn't react so quickly. Each time the finger went further. After 3-4 minutes, the finger was in, and it kept working around, he was taking his time. Then he started inserting and withdrawing the finger, repeatedly. All of a sudden I realized that last time it wasn't the finger. He said that he didn't have a real nozzle, and I should clamp down, as I felt the water filling me up. I complained that I had to shit, but he merely shut off the water, said to relax, and started massaging my stomach. I heard the water restart several times. Finally, he said that was enough for the first time. I no sooner got on the toilet, tube still in me, than I exploded. He reached under me and worked the tube back in and turned on the water. "There, now you just clench and unclench to fill up and release. It was really a wierd feeling but pleasant nonetheless. Then he took the hose and cleaned himself out while I watched. "About half the time, I don't even bother with the small hose," he said. "I just use the shower hose while I'm standing in the shower. The drain is super large and everything goes down the drain". That's how I learned the potential for shower hoses. And I saw him demonstrate the technique later that night. We climbed into bed and he said "Are you hot for another round". "Sure" He reached over and started playing with my tits, then worked down to my prick. Soon I had a raging hard on. He said, "I want you to fuck me." I realized now why the enemas, and discovered that he had left us lubricated. My first fuck. It went superbly. Then I felt his finger toying with my asshole. I knew what he wanted. I also knew there was no way it would fit in. Fit in it did, barely, and only after a lot of preparation. He was very tender and gentle in the process. Something I would copy in the future. We both slept soundly, and I stayed with him for 2 more days. But enough of this reminiscing, I was telling you about Tom and I, and our Alpen Trip. I realized that I'd really been daydreaming. The water had turned luke warm and was on its way quickly to ice cold. I stepped out of the shower, toweled off, went to the sink and brushed my teeth. Tom was up and said that he had gone down and used the bathroom on another floor. He was walking around in some yellow boxers, and it looked like they were tented out more than usual, but I was probably just visualizing what wasn't really there. We got into our hiking clothes, re-stowed our packs, checked out of the room, and headed for the Bahnhof (train station). Our ticket was for Zurich and then Andermatt, near the St. Gothard pass in Switzerland. We found an empty compartment and settled in to the two window seats, facing each other. There were six seats. The train ride south was wonderful. The countryside slipped by, changing from vineyards along the Rhein valley, to farmland and picturesque villages. At the Stuttgart Bahnhof, I stepped out of the train and ran over to a kiosk for some bread, sausage, and beverage. Running along, I saw one of the most beautiful hunks. I almost ran down a heavy set woman, not paying attention to where I was going. This guy was about 5'10", looked about 19-20, curly light blond hair, and a tight white tee-shirt. Below the waist, he had on shorts that were really short. They extended only about a 1/2" below the crotch, and were either 2 sizes too small, or were made of something like a stretch denim. A fair sized, obvious bulge was visible. The outfit ended in hiking boots with calf-length hiking socks, and a rucksack (backpack). He was headed for the train. I hurriedly made my purchases and just barely made it back before the train started moving. As we were eating our lunch, my blond hunk came past our compartment, which now also had a lady and her daughter in it. He slid the door open and asked if one of the seats was free. I relied, "Ja, bitte". He stepped in and swung his pack up into the overhead rack. He saw our backpacks, and when he sat down asked, across the two ladies, where we were heading. He was also heading down into the St. Gothard area, and would meet some friends in Zurich. Tom asked what he knew of the trails and hiking huts. Gerhard, (we had quickly introduced ourselves), hauled out some well used maps and started to talk about the hundreds of kilometers of trials, and those he'd been on. We told him where we were going. The lady and her daughter, volunteered to switch places with us, and I found myself opposite Gerhard, with Tom next to him. Once again I wondered, as Tom was standing, if that basket of his wasn't a tad bit enlarged. My view of Gerhard was disappointing. I thought I could see some sort of outline, but tight pants only tend to compress everything unless there is a solid bone inside. We spent close to an hour going over his maps and ours. At the border with Switzerland, there was a perfunctory examination of passports all round, that took all of a minute. All too soon we pulled into the Zurich Bahnhof and we disembarked to catch the train to Andermatt. Gerhard could be seen down at the far end of the platform talking to 4 or 5 other guys. We moved over to our platform quickly, because our connection was very short. Suddenly we were in Andermatt, and walking out of the station. We checked the map and asked one of the locals, which bus headed out of town in our direction. He indicated the number 42, and we took it to the end of the line. We stopped at a Backerei for bread, and then at the Metzgerei for hard sausage and cheese that would keep best without refrigeration. A quick check of the map, and we headed up the side road and onto a trail wending its way gradually up into the hills. By this time it was 1700 (5 pm) and so the first time we found a little stream with a small clearing next to it, we stopped and put up our small two-man backpacking tent. We were surprised how far we'd risen in altitude. The view of the valley below was exquisite. We ate a simple meal of bread and sausage with some sweet deserts we'd carefully brought from the bakery. I grabbed a book and settled down against a tree to read until it got darker. After about 20 minutes, it gets dark quickly in the mountains, I looked around and didn't see Tom anywhere. I put the book back in my pack and was quietly wandering around on the soft pine needle carpet that covered the ground. Just around a bend, I stopped. There was Tom, sitting on a rock next to a tree, leaning back on the tree, and staring out over the now shadowy valley. Not so unusual a scene except his pants were down around his ankles, and he was slowly caressing that object of my fantasy. His hands slowly slid up the shaft then slipped off and continued up his belly to his nipples, around them, back down his sides, his thighs, across to his inner thighs, up to fondle his balls, then repeating the sequence. I watched for several minutes, and then got up my nerve and quietly headed toward him. I was in a turmoil, rehearsing in my mind what to say, how to proceed. I didn't want to screw up a wonderful friendship, and trip, if he was truely straight. As I approached, all of a sudden he jumped as he realized I was there. "Mind if I join you?", I said as nonchalantly as possible. I think my voice trembled and was a bit choked sounding and I cleared my throat. Without waiting for an answer, I unbuckled my belt, dropped my pants and sat on a rock next to him. My rod was rock hard already from having watched him, and I started wanking gently. Slowly he relaxed, and started back with his caressing. I'd just about figured that I had to continue to lead, when Tom beat me to it and asked, "Do you jack off often?". "Every day". --- long silence. Then he continued, "When did you start?" This was a perfect lead for me to unload my story as an opener. "Well I've done it ever since I was about 13 or 14. But I really got the bug for sure when I was here that summer after we graduated from High School. A guy I met invited me to his appartment and we got it on together. (I didn't tell him all the things we did just yet). Ever since then, I've done it almost every day. I often fantasize him when I'm doing it. "Even when we've been hiking the past few years, I've always been able to slip off without you guys seeing, and unload at least once a day. What about you?" --- another long silence, then he replied, "I've been doing it off and on since I was about 12. A bunch of the guys at camp were talking, and bragging about how far they could shoot and how many times. I was about the youngest guy in the cabin and didn't know that most of it was just braggadocio. I decided I had to try it. I got a chance one day, in the two-hole crapper they had. I grabbed my little pecker and started jerking it. It got awfully stiff, and I reached a mild climax, but nothing came. I was disappointed. I knew nothing was wrong because my dad had given me a "growing up" lecture the year before. "Anyhow, I took to heading for the outhouse on the slimmest excuse. One day, I was in the midst of my ministrations, when one of the older 'Jocks' opened the door. I couldn't cover up fast enough to avoid him seeing me. He told me that what I was doing wasn't half as much fun as sucking on each other's. I wasn't too sure about that, but he 'ordered' me to stand up, and watch for anyone coming thru the hole farther up on the door. He got down on his knees and sucked my little pencil into his mouth until I climaxed, (again without cuming). "'Didn't that feel good?', he asked, and added that he had tasted a little something. He asked if I wanted to try his. It looked huge to me at 5 inches. I got down and sucked his for a few minutes, but then someone was coming down the path. Anyhow, I've been doing it almost daily ever since." "Yeh!," I replied, "I listened to all that talk in our camp too, but never was lucky enough to have anyone blow me at that age. My first time was with that guy I just told you about. Have you shared a Jack Off session or blow job with anyone since?" "No ...!", he hesitated, "after that first time, I've thought about it, though." I got a little bolder. "Yeh! I have too, we've come this far, ... and since we are good friends, do you have any objections.....?", and I reached my hand over and started playing with his tool and balls. His answer was clear body language. His hands merely dropped to his sides. I continued with another 4-5 minutes of foreplay, and then slowly leaned over and took his tool into my mouth. "Oh, god!", I heard him say, and then he exploded. He was either a prolific producer of cum, or he lied about having done it every day. It seemed like a week's worth, one shot right after the other. I sat back up and started to jack myself off, figuring if he returned the favor it would be icing on the cake. After a few minutes, (my eyes had closed), I felt his hand on top of mine, and I let him take over. Five strokes later I gushed my load. As I felt his hand leave, I felt a quick, light brush on my face from his nose, and then I opened my eyes and saw him pulling up his pants and walking off to the tent. Back in camp we cleaned up and then climbed into the tent, both of us nude. Tom was laying there for some time, and then in a slightly confused sounding voice said, "I don't want you to think I'm gay or anything, but I've thought about how it would be for you and me to do something like that, for a long time. I've never been able to climax with a girl and that is about the first time I've done it with a guy except that time at camp and a couple times at camp the next year." I new what was going on in his head. He was scared to admit that he had gay inclinations, and was trying to make sure he didn't upset his relationship with me. "I think I can be honest with you," I said, "I've gone out with girls with you guys, but about two years ago, I finally admitted to myself that I was at least bi-sexual" (I was still being cautious that I didn't come on too strong). "I've had an urge get it on with you for a long time." "I hope when tomorrow morning roles around, you haven't had second thoughts, and start hating me for what's happened". "You don't have to worry about that", he said languidly, and rolled on his side facing away from me, snuggled back a little, and let out a big sigh. I let my arm slip around his chest and we both fell asleep. We must have really slept soundly. I started to wake. My arm was still around Tom and he had moved. Then I realized he had changed position during the night and was on his back. My arm was now laying across his chest, and in the twilight of waking I found my fingers playing in his red chest hair, with nipples which suddenly hardened at the touch. He moaned as he started coming around. I let my hand tease its way down over his belly, and before it got to his bush, it was halted by running into a very stiff obstacle. I gently started carressing that obstacle and suddenly felt the rest of his body tense up and give a little shudder. I worked fast and got my mouth withing inches of the slit when a wad caught me on the end of my nose. I gobbled quickly and managed to capture the rest. Tom said, "God, talk about mixed emotions. I couldn't have stopped that if I wanted to, and yet I've got to piss so bad that my bladder actually hurts." "Well, get the hell out of the tent. We don't want to have to dry clean the sleeping bags over here." I had to go too! We hurried out into the brisk, almost icy air, and over to the trees. We both stood there trying to relax the sphincter against the normal reflex that clamps it down when you have a good hard-on. All of a sudden both of us let go. Tom's arched up went a good 10 feet, mine wasn't far behind. The sun was just peeking over the peaks across the valley, and was shining into and through his fiery red hair. His chest and bush were literally on fire, as the rays darted between the hairs. We both started to feel the cold morning mountain air and hurried back into the tent. This time he had lain down on his side facing me, so I decided to see what would happen and lay down with my back to him and did like he did last night, and snuggled back into him. He didn't hesitate and lay his arm around me. "How far did we plan on hiking today?" he started a light conversation. "Only about 10-15 Km", I replied. As we talked I felt his hand start to wander around my chest and then move gradually lower. I felt the blood pressure in my penis build. I rotated towards him, onto my back, to make his caressing easier. His hand lightly brushed my glans, and the sensation was enormous. His head was close to mine and as his fist encircled my rod, I lifted my head and grabbed the back of his head, planting a gentle, lingering kiss on him. He didn't pull back, and in a few seconds felt his tongue brushing my lips. Without a word, he left my mouth and shifted in the tiny tent so he could suck on me. Gently. A soft blow of air across the saliva wetted tip. Another gentle suck. Then the mouth engulfed me clear to the base. I came... and I came... and then I just laid there letting the reactions blend and subside. I felt him swallow. "So how was that for my first time?" he asked. "I figured you deserved some relief too, and I've wanted the first to be with you for a long time. "You were marvelous. And, no, I don't believe anyone could be that good without previous experience." "Believe it or not," he replied, "other than those years at summer camp, you are the first. I just did to you what I visuallized would turn ME on, and figured you would like it too." We got up, went down to the stream and cleaned up. Then cooked breakfast, struck camp, and started out. The next few days turned into wonderful repeats of that first night on the mountain. Each evening we would plan the next day's hike, read books or just talk. As it got dark we would be close to each other and watch the sun starting to set, and would bring each other to a climax, sometimes in the tent, but usually standing, sitting, or laying alone in the nude, just like you would envision some primative people might do. In the morning we might just simply enjoy each other without any sexual overtones, or if the spirit moved us, share each others body and emotions. Several days later, we were going through our usual routine of enjoying the sunset with a mutual j.o., when a branch snapped behind us. We both grabbed for our pants, and looked over our shoulders at the same time. Too late! There, not ten yards up the trail towards our tent was a backpacker with blond hair, Gerhard, stopped dead in his tracks, staring at us. His face slowly changed to a sly knowing grin, and he continued toward us. "Hello! I wondered if I'd meet you today, and then I saw your camp up the trail and knew I'd been successful." (So that's how it was; he was actually looking for us). "Mind if I join you?" And without waiting for an answer, dropped his pack and started to unbuckle his pants, (not the stretch ones we had seen him in before). He had on European-cut boxers, and before they had dropped we knew we were in for a pleasant sight. He wasn't big, only about 6 inches, but he was uncut with a long loose prepuce covering the head. He was one of those unusual guys that, when they were hard, their penis curved toward their belly so that it was almost pressing against it. He pried it out enough to get his fist around it and started to slowly make a drawing motion from base to tip. He was hampered by is pants around his thighs, but we hadn't gotten ours back on. I couldn't stand the sight any longer and moved over beside him. As I reached for his cock he dropped his hand and let me gradually stroke him. Ever since that summer of 18, I'd been fascinated by uncut cocks. I worked his flesh down to expose the glans and then back up. He was very loose and I stuck a finger of my other hand next to the glans and slid the skin up over both, and then started to massage him inside the cover. He had been playing with my shaft for several minutes as well and then pulled me around to face him. He brushed my hand away from his shaft and skinned it back. He held my glans next to his and rolled the skin up to cover them both, and started to jack us both off together. I looked over his shoulder and saw Tom beating himself faster and faster. The combination of what I was feeling and what I was watching was too much for me to control. I provided lots of cum to balloon his foreskin. Just then Gerhard shot as well. "God, that always does the trick," he said. I looked over and saw drips hanging from Tom's detumescing cock. "Well, I guess we've just tacitly invited you to join us," I said with a grin". Tom and I grabbed our pants and headed back the 10 yards around the bend toward camp. Gerhard pulled up his pants, grabbed his pack and followed. Gerhard dropped his pack. He didn't have a tent and said he preferred to sleep out under the stars. He laid his ground cloth and bag right outside our tent door so we could talk. We asked what had happened to the other guys we had seen him with in the Zurich Bahnhof. "Well, its sort of a long story. We always have hiked together, and enjoy each other just like you guys were doing tonight. However, when I saw Joe here, watching me as he ran through the station; (boy you really creamed that heavy set gal you ran into, didn't you); I followed you back to the train and then told the other guys that I wanted to try to meet you. They were on that same train, but in one of the first cars. I knew you were in one of the later cars, and walked back until I found you. I noticed how Joe kept watching my crotch while we were talking, and figured you might be interesting to check out further. I made certain that you gave me a good idea on my maps of where you were going. "In Zurich, I pointed you out as you got off the train, and we agreed that after we'd gotten our supplies and things in Andermatt, I'd take off separately and try to meet you. We have a rendevous set up for two days from now. You guys really had me worried. I thought maybe I'd mistaken your route. I got on the your trail a day and a half ago, and was just starting to worry that I'd missed you. It really simplified matters, finding you jacking off like that. I didn't have the slightest idea how I was going to figure out if I was right about you or not." "You mean that this isn't just a coincidence?" asked Tom. "Boy do I feel left out, I never noticed Joe watching you like that in the train. Probably because I was too busy watching you myself." "Well, coincidence or planned, it matters not," I added, "you're welcome to join us. And, I would really like to meet those other guys." "That might be OK. Lets talk about it tomorrow. You guys have me tired out from trying to make up a day trying to catch you." None of us said anything more, or else I was the first to doze off. Next morning, I looked out of the tent and saw Gerhard off whizzing against a tree, his primus stove hissing as it heated some water. My motion caused Tom to stir, and as we watched out the tent, saw Gerhard starting to stroke himself. We snuggled together and watched. Gerhard looked over and spotted us. He released his grip and walked in our direction, prick at attention, taut against his belly. God what a sight. I really had never seen anyone with a prick that was that vertical when hard. "My I join you? That is if all of us can fit in this dinky tent of yours." He unzipped the door and squeezed in head first. This meant that he was in a perfect 69 position. Which was apparently what he planned because he reached for Tom's cock and started sucking, while he massaged mine. I reached up and grabbed his cock, and then on the spur of the moment, guided it to Tom's mouth so I could watch him as he sucked on it. Once Tom was busy, I reached up to see what reaction I'd get from Gerhard's ass hole. The reaction was telling. As I started to finger his pucker, his rear end gave a wiggle and an inviting push back. Gerhard gave some gentle pushes on my buns to bring me over closer to Tom, and then started alternating on us. He occasionally got us both into his mouth together. My middle finger was now fully inside his rectum and I gently massaged his prostate. Tom was beautiful to watch as he sucked. All of a sudden Gerhard's ass tightened on my finger, his body went rigid, and Tom tried to contain the gushing sperm. That was enough for me and my load jetted out onto my chest and over Gerhard's hand. Tom was the last, about 10 seconds later. We finally got ourselves ready, and started the day's hike. Gerhard's English was excellent and he was a fantastic conversationalist. We talked about cars, politics, and our schools. At one point, Gerhard started us going on fantasies. His fantasy was to open a door and step into a totally dark room, or a maze; to feel 5 - 10 hands suddenly caress his body, unzip his pants, take off his shirt and leave him totally nude; and then disappear. All this would be done in silence, or maybe with some soft music. He would feel a wall next to him and start to follow it. He would sense another wall and reachout to find he was in a corridor. A narrow entry on his left would reveal a small 4 ft square empty cubicle. Continuing along the hall there would be other cubicles. He would pass one and hear some slurping sounds; another some faint moaning; another would be the sound of water. He would enter that one and find himself in a small lavatory. "I would feel around and find a sink and then a door to a toilet, and then a urinal. At the urinal I would start to take a leak and feel a hand gently holding my pecker while I whizzed. After returning to the hall I would pass bodies along the wall, each of which would fondle my prick and my body, and I would fondle theirs. At one cubicle I'd smell a body that intrigued me and be guided in for one of the most sensuous blow jobs you could be given. I've never figured out an ending to that fantasy. What about you guys". We continued hiking, and then Tom dropped the second bomb-shell about his sexual preferrences. "Even before I was introduced to stuff at camp, I'd watched some stallions on my uncles farm. I was amazed at the size of their cocks when they let them down to piss. I'd only had a rare couple of chances at the farm to get close to one, and my uncle had warned me that they kicked without warning and you could be badly hurt. Finally, I got a chance to reach under and touch one that was hanging loose. I jumped back because, as soon as I touched it, it jumped out straight horizontal. I was really intrigued since I was only about 8 at the time. Once I saw a stallion try to mount a mare in the field, and later I saw a bull mount a cow. Back home I asked my Mom why two dogs were tied together, but her explanation left a lot to be desired. "That's one of the reasons that I went to camp that first year; they had horses. After I was introduced to jacking off, I thought that would be neat to jack off a horse. In the next two years of camp, I only got one chance. I was in heaven during the event. Ever since, I've wanted a chance to do it again. As I've matured and learned about myself, my fantasy has developed around finding myself on a farm or ranch with a bunch of guys (even including some gals) where you could use the animals to your heart's content without anyone caring, and even others participating. .... I can't believe I'm telling you guys this, it's not something you admit to just anyone." Gerhard broke in, "you did it because after last night and this morning you must feel you can trust us. You may be in luck. This group of guys we're going to meet are very open, and adventurous, and one of the reasons for our trip, was to experiment with the types of things you fantasized, at a little farm up in a dead-end valley. They'll love to hear about your fantasy. "What about you Joe, what is your fantasy?" "Well up till this trip, my fantasy has been to get it on with Tom here. I have a thing about red hair, and he has some of the most beautiful. Don't you agree." A nod from Gerhard. "Well, my fantasy has been to get him alone, and find out that he also likes me. Since I saw you on the train, and then seeing you with those other hunks, I've fantasized on a real group session. From what you've said, both my, and Tom's fantasies might just become reality. "My one problem will be the same one Tom will have, ...what do we tell Bill and Mike about the trip when we get back?" Tom chuckled, "Boy, you're right, those two guys are straight as arrows. Another problem will be next year's trip when they will be with us again. What do we do then? You and I will have to watch ourselves." As we had hiked we'd pass through little mountain villages. At least every 2 - 3 days we'd pick up provisions we'd need for the following days. At night we'd either set up camp in a location that didn't seem to be owned or used by anyone, or we'd find one of the many hikers huts that dot the mountains. These were the barest of shelter, designed for the serious hiker who didn't carry a tent. They are all within walking distance of the next one. Only once did we plan on using one and find that another group had gotten there before us. It was two couples. We decided that it would be better if we left them to have the hut alone, and we camped a little ways off. That evening we got together with them and found out they were from England. We had an excellent evening chatting about hiking experiences and general stuff, and really enjoying passing jokes back and forth. We were all relaxed, and sat around talking and looking at the stars until Gerhard suggested we ought to hit the sack. One of the rare evenings we didn't enjoy each others bodies to the fullest. We'd been on the trail for just a little over a week, and although it didn't seem like it, almost half way through our vacation. It was the day we were supposed to rendevous with Gerhard's friends. As we pulled into the rendevous village, I asked Gerhard, "How do we know where to meet your friends?" "Don't worry, If we don't see them wandering around town while we're getting our supplies replenished, they'll be at a camping spot we know about 4 km out of town up that valley," and he pointed to the east. Just then a guy came out of a shop door to my right, not watching where he was going, and ran into me. "Willem, you klutz, watch where you're going," Gerhard shot in German. That of course led to Tom and I being introduced to the one bear of Gerhard's group. Willem was not your stereotypical skraggly looking biker-type bear. He had silky medium blond hair, well combed, and pulled back into a pony-tail that was about 10 cm (4 inches) long. He had a well groomed beard that was neatly trimmed to about an inch and a half, and a moustach that blended in to created a beautiful face. (This description, from me, a guy who basically doesn't usually get turned on to hirsute guys). His arms and legs were covered with the same silky looking but thick, dark blond fur. (I suddenly had an urge to run my hands through his hair, his beard, and explore the stuff visible through his shirt on his chest). "Where's everyone else," Gerhard continued, this time in English. Willem responded in German, "Well, I think everyone else has headed up to camp. Hans may still be in town, but I don't think so." We were to find out that everyone, including Tom and me, spoke passable English and German, and it was sometimes funny to hear the two languages intermixed in the same conversation as if they were one language. Most of Gerhard's group also spoke other languages. There was one Swede, Sven; and one east-european, Rudy, (I never did catch which country he was originally or most recently from). The four of us headed out of town, Willem and Gerhard leading, Tom and I bringing up the rear. About a km out of town, we heard a voice behind us, and were promptly introduced to Hans. "Where were you?," Willem asked, "There are only 4 - 5 shops in town, and we thought we'd looked in each of them." "Well, I spotted one of the town kids. He had some well-worn bundhosen (knee-length pants) that looked like they should have been handed down to a younger brother. They were tight, and showed off a promising looking basket. He ducked around the side of a hay shed and I followed him. He was taking a leak, unfortunately I wouldn't do anything more than admire the kid from a little distance, so I made like I had to take a leak too. I had a lot of difficulty trying to get anything to flow, so I just admired." The five of us continued on to the campsite. When we got there we were introduced to the rest of the group. Hans, whom we'd just met on the trail was apparently the "partner" of Willem. He was the tallest of the group at what I guess to be 6'4". Lithely built, he was clean shaven, with blondish, fairly short hair. Who said opposites don't attract. He and bearish Willem couldn't look more opposite. Gerhard was apparently "partner" to Sven, who was a picture book stereotypical Swede; whitish sun-bleached blond hair, which he usually covered with a red printed bandana, tied babushka style around his head. Another red bandana was around his neck. Rudy, the east-european, was the shortest of the group, at only about 5'7". Rudy wasn't his real name, but a nickname he used instead of a hard to pronounce name. He had dark hair, not quite black, and an angular face. For his size he looked wiry, and someone you'd not want to get into a fight with. He was sitting on the ground against a tree when we first arrived, knees pulled up and spread apart, apparently dozing. He had on only some thin cotten, loose fitting shorts, and I could readily see the outline of a goodsized cock and heavy balls. Peter, was from Austria, and the apparent "partner" of Rudy. These partnerships, it turned out, were very generalized and it seemed to be a natural pairing, rather than any love or specific relationship. Over the next week Tom and I were to see almost everyone with everyone else. Peter was another germanic looking, handsome guy, with sort of brunet hair. He was the only one with an ear ring; a very small, delicate zircon. Tom and I set up our tent, next to the others that were already there. It was already dinner time and everyone sat or lay around the ground, sharing whatever they had for an evening meal, and talking about what they had been doing while Gerhard had been looking for us. Sven said crypticly, "When did you find them, and are they going to join us for the whole trip?" Gerhard replied, "Well it took me a day and a half to catch up to them, they were really moving. But the wait was worth it, and I'd say they are welcome to join us for the whole trip, but I never really asked. I think I know their answer, at least Tom's, will be yes, (based on a fantasy he described)." I figured I'd save them any more questions of this type or speculation of our orientation, and butted in, "Talk about a surprise introduction, Gerhard surprised the hell out of us when he butted in on our evening of viewing the sunset, and jacking off." At this last pair of words, everyone's face seemed to relax and smiles opened on the faces. Gerhard turned to Sven, who he was laying nestled behind, and added, "They've got a routine that we all should copy. Each evening they pick a spot near camp where they can strip and sit or lay on the ground watching the sunset. They sometimes read a little, but they always finish the evening with some kind of sex, from a simple mutual j/o or a passionate 69. I don't know if they go any farther, I've only been with them for two nights." I didn't tell him that we'd only, just this trip started exploring each other, and hadn't really gone beyond that step yet. Peter voted that they initiate the practice right away, and nudged Rudy in the ribs. "I'll second that", said Rudy very quickly. And so the evening continued. It got dark finally, and we were still all sitting around in roughly the same positions as we had taken right after dinner. The conversation waxed and waned. Sometimes there were long silences. Not the uncomfortable kind, the kind where everyone for the moment is comfortable with his own thoughts. Gerhard had switched positions with Sven and was now nestled on his chest he turned his head a planted a loving kiss on that tall person who was his backrest. In turn Svens long arms had begun gently caressing Gerhard's chest, and had worked their way down under the waist band of his pants. Willem started caressing his basket, and soon unbuttoned his fly. He reached in and seemed in no hurry to let us see what he had. Hans, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, uncrossed his legs and shifted closer. As he reached into the fly, the other hand was withdrawn. After a few minutes, he pulled out what looked, in the failing light, to be a battering ram. It had to be 2 inches in diameter, even though it appeared to be only 6 inches long.One by one the other "stars" came out. (You can tell I wasn't watching the sky tonight). Gerhard had again shifted around and exposed the barber pole of the group. Sven had to be 8 to 9 inches long and medium diameter, finely veined. Hans, gradually got into a better position, and was having his 7 incher teased by Willem, while he tried valiantly to close his hand around the ram. Peter and Rudy, who had voted to copy us, had, to this point, merely been lazily sitting next to each other, petting. Suddenly Rudy stood up and started shedding all his clothes. Peter immediately stood and soon the two of them were standing nude in the throes of some lascivious foreplay. Gradually their two cocks starting to harden. Tom and I watched this whole scene, and suddenly Tom leaned over and started unzipping me with one hand, and with the other running his hand through my hair. I co-operated by helping with the zipper; it was definitely a two-handed job with the fabric strained by the hard penis that had grown while watching this group of new friends. Everyone was doing their own thing, but at the same time all eyes were on the standing pair. Peter dropped to his knees and started licking Rudy's stick, then his balls. His hand moved between Rudy's legs and started working its way between the cheeks. Rudy bent slightly to loosen the access. I wasn't being forgotten either. Tom had bent over and was doing his sensual licking, blowing, sucking job on my pole. I was getting dangerously close to cuming, and gently lifted his head to indicate that he should stop for a minute. I began unbuttoning his shirt and finishing his pants. Tom lifted himself to help the process of removing them. As he lifted I clamped my mouth around his erect pole and started to work on him. It was just too much, for a novice. The sights around him plus my mouth caused him to give a little grunt, and then before I could back off to let him relax, he bucked, went rigid, and let out a "Yyyyyessss!!". I felt a huge wad hit the back of my throat. He continued to spasm for what seemed like several minutes. I looked up for the first time, with my mouth still around him, and saw all eyes appreciatively watching, then the others went back to their own activity. I swallowed and then changed position to plant a loving tongue kiss on Tom's mouth. "Jeez, I've never cum like that before," he whispered. "The intensity of it was like someone had plugged me into 220." We glanced over at the others and found that everyone else was now completely out of their clothes, (I was the only one left with clothes on). Willam had joined Peter and Rudy, and was kneeling behind him, licking his ass, while Peter continued ministering to the front side. Rudy, you could see, was getting close, his hands each had a hank of Peter's hair and he was forcing Peter up and down on his cock. Peter was trying to breathe between strokes. Willam was forced out of play by Rudy's increasing gyrations, and it was soon evident that he was cuming....and cuming....and cuming. It took a few minutes but then he stopped and held Peter's head fully on his cock. You could see from his jaw muscles that his tongue was still at work milking the last drops. Willam went back to work on Rudy's ass, lubricating it with plenty of saliva. Rudy bent over accomodatingly. Willam stood up and with an accuracy I'd never seen before, gave one heavy thrust and planted his pole. "Yeeooow....slow down and let me get used to it!!!" Willam had stopped as soon as he was planted. We were to find out that Rudy's scream was more for show than pain. He had one of the loosest holes around, and was able to relax on command. Willam started with a slow fuck, but soon the pace was picked up. I never did see him finish, because just then Hans walked over and grabbed my hand, pulling me to my feet. He caressed my chest through the open shirt, and then gently slid it off. Tom, in the meantime, was helping me out of my pants, and handling Hans' rod at the same time. Hans' hands moved around me sensuously, his mouth and tongue explored my mouth, earlobes, neck. I felt Tom playing with our two cocks with his hands, and then felt his mouth engulf them both. His left hand held my balls, I presume his right hand was playing with Hans'. Hans dropped to his knees, forcing Tom temporarily out of play. He sucked first one, then the other, of my balls, turning them slowly in his mouth. Then he started on my pole. I looked over at Gerhard and Sven and saw them snuggled in each other's arms, apparently finished with whatever they had been doing, watching Rudy and Willem, and Hans and me. I was starting to feel the beginnings of a climax on the way. I glanced down and saw that Tom had somehow worked his way into a position so that he was alternately sucking and jacking Hans. Hans started to moan, and was alternately working brutally on me, or merely stationary and involved in what was obviously the beginnings of his own excitement. All of a sudden he clamped down on my cock especially hard. I could feel him bucking and shaking, as he unloaded into Tom's mouth. The sensation finished bringing me to my own climax. Hans gagged a little as he was still caught up in his own ejaculation, and not prepared for mine. We slowly came down from our highs. I looked across the group. Willem had just pulled out of Rudy. Tom disentangled himself and leaned back against the tree. Hans stood and planted a quick kiss, which I responded to in kind, and headed over to rejoin Willem. "I pronounce this marriage and feast a success", exclaimed Gerhard. "That's an interesting tradition you've started; ... watching the sunset", Peter said, adding a grin when he added the last 3 words. We all sat there in silence, watching the stars start to twinkle, and afraid to break the mood by saying anything. Finally Hans got slowly to his feet, followed by Willem, and headed to their tent. "G'nite, see you in the morning." I must have been tired. I normally am awake before Tom, waking at the first sign of the light of dawn. This morning a single finger woke me. It was lightly tracing up and down my cock. The tickling sensation had my cock rock hard, and I realized I had been dreaming as I moved through the twilight between sleep and waking. I don't have any idea what I was dreaming about except I remember it being a sensuous theme. As I was completing the transition, I felt a mouth replace the finger. I didn't, couldn't, open my eyes, yet I knew it was Tom by the way he wet the shaft and then blew gently on it, and then sucked again. It didn't take long for a climax to build, and resolve into the warm sensation that accompanies an ejaculation. Finally I opened my eyes for the first time, as Tom completed milking my shaft. He moved up and gave me a sticky kiss as my hand reached for his now accessible cock. It was half hard and sticky. "You don't have to do a thing," Tom whispered. "I got so hard watching your cock twitch as you were dreaming, that I ended up teasing myself until finally you started bucking in your dream. You got a smile on your face, and looked like you were enjoying something. That finished me, and then I started teasing your cock to see what would happen". I returned Tom's kiss, and then reached up and unzipped the screen door. I suddenly had the overpowering urge to pee. One by one, the others got up and we shared our breakfasts. Mostly hard rolls, cheese, and jelly. Conversation centered around last night, and then moved on to the days hiking plans. As the days moved on we developed into quite a team. At some difficult spots, we'd form a chain and pass packs up, down, or across, regrouping on the other side of the difficult area. In the next two days, Tom and I experienced some form of sex with everyone in the group. I even had a fuck session with Willem, even though I'm basically turned off by most bears. He had one of the most fun personalities, and I enjoyed being with him. Finally, one day we came over a crest and looked down into a verdant valley that stretched up between two peaks. In the distance, you could see what seemed to be some corrals and neat fields, with a fair sized house. Everyone stopped and gazed at the sight. Gerhard came over and stood between Tom and me. "There it is. The place I've been telling you about." To the others he added, "I wonder if anyone else will be there." "Who knows!" Peter added rhetorically. "I wonder if that guy with the ten incher will be here. Can't think of his name," added Rudy. "Well, we'll only find out by going on down," Sven finished. We swung our packs back up, and headed down the trail. As we got closer, I saw that it was a fairly big dairy operation. The cows were well cared for and had huge udders that are typical of milk cows. In a couple of fields were some fine looking horses. Mares in one field; Stallions in another. A couple of fields had sheep and another some goats, also apparently used for dairy. As we got close to the house, the group turned off toward an out building. It turned out to be a bunk-house. Gerhard just opened the door and went in. Cots were neatly arranged along the walls, with a door at each end. One door said Herren above it, the other Damen. There was no evidence of any other visitors. Gerhard dropped his pack at the end of a cot with the others following suit. Tom and I picked two and did the same just as the door opened and two good looking guys, appearing to be in their late 40's opened the door. "Wilcommen, Bienvenuto, Welcome," one of them said. "Ah, now I recognize you guys. Dietrich and I were trying to remember from your letter, which group you were.' He walked over to Tom and me and stuck out his hand. " Hi, you two are new! I'm Markus, (Mark for short), and this is Dietrich." Dietrich walked over and also stuck out his hand. "Hi, my name's Tom, and this is Joe," Tom beat me to saying. "Glad to have you," Dietrich pitched in. "You other guys know the rules and procedures. This is a working dairy farm, we don't allow any abuse of the animals, or interference with the daily routine, otherwise you're on your own. We have video cameras available this year if you want to use them. You can check them out at the house. "Your group is already paid up so that is taken care of... except you have two more than you said were coming,... but we can take care of that later. There aren't any other people scheduled for the three days you'll be here. ... That's right isn't it Markus?" he said as an aside. Markus nodded. "We occasionally get others that haven't reserved ahead of time, but that's rare. Any questions?" "Have you anything new this year?" Sven asked. "Not really," Markus replied. "We had the game room last year, but yes, we've added a new sling in there, and have reworked the barn game room a little. Not really much. Anything else? If not, dinner is at 6:30, if you remember. See you then." He and Dietrich walked out. I had to take a leak and headed for the bathroom. The urinal was typical european; a tile wall, with a drain trough at the bottom leading to the floor drain further down the wall, and a pipe along the top about chest high that had holes in it that sprayed water down the wall when you opened the spring loaded valve. A tiled communal shower room led off one end, and four stools were along the wall opposite the urinal. There were no partitions, and there was a 1/2 inch hose attached to a mixing valve coiled on a hook behind two of the four. When I returned to the bunk area, Tom hollered, "Hey, Joe, come on. Gerhard and Sven are going to give us a tour." Gerhard led off with the three of us following. The first stop was the main barn, a little further up on the same side of the road. There was a well worn path from the bunkhouse, which crossed two fences, so we didn't have to follow the road. One fence had just a narrow space to squeeze thru between two posts, the other had a proper stile to climb over. The barn was not a typical Alpen barn, where there are stalls for animals below, and living quarters above. (Europeans generally help heat there living area with body heat from the animals that are quartered below). This barn's main floor had well lit, clean stalls, with stantions and milking machine connections in each. At the end of the first level there was a large area, that Sven explained was used as a playroom for the larger animals. There were hooks in the cieling and walls and several sling-like leather devices hanging from a couple. In the corner were several, what looked like leather-covered couches with cranks on the sides. Gerhard explained they were all adjustable for height and tilt for various uses. We headed up some stairs to the next level and found more large stalls and rooms. Sven opened one door and showed what he called the "Spielraum" or Play Room. This was equipped with all sorts of equipment, leather appliances, and with cabinets lining one wall. In one corner was a large chrome device. Both Gerhard and Sven tried to think of the English name for it, and Tom and I didn't recognized the German name. After a little description however, we realized it was a full-function steam Autoclave for sterilizing various devices in the room. A side room led off one wall. It had tile walls and floor and shower heads at various places. The floor was sloped gently to a large drain. Sven said it was for water sports, enemas, and similar pursuits. There were several hooks along the wall, and one had an enema bag hanging there. Several mixing valves with hoses were also on the wall. Leaving the barn we headed for the road to join the others that were coming from the bunkhouse. It was dinnertime. We waited for them at the gate, and then started toward the main house. Along the way, the various out-buildings were pointed out. Several hay storage sheds; a maintenance shop, a smaller barn which had nothing in it of particular interest to us; a garage and machinery storage building. In all a very large operation for Europe. At the house we were welcomed again by Markus as we entered the dining room. The fare was sumptuous and simple at the same time, and very filling. In true European fashion, wine was served with the meal, and then we adjourned to the sitting room for coffee and conversation. We spent at least three hours just sitting around talking with our hosts. They had to hear all about each of us, especially Tom and I as newcomers; how we had met; how the trip was going; where we were from; what sort of work did we do. In the process we learned even more about our traveling companions of the past week. Sven and Willem were computer programmers, who had met via one of the technical programming networks. Afterwards they had discovered by accident that they both also participated in several of the adult echoes that were available in Europe. Gerhard and Peter were engineers. Hans was a clothing salesman. Rudy was a probation officer. They all had met by accident at this farm two years ago. They later found out that they had written to each other on one of the adult echos, at one time or another, under their pseudonyms (handles) that they used. Our hosts related the history of the farm. How the two of them had gotten together, become lovers, discovered they both wanted to get back into farming, had a love of loving animals, etc. They had pooled their money and bought the farm, and after a couple of years had quit their city jobs to work the property full time. They explained that there were often others on the farm and that they scrupulously insist that no adult, gay, or bestial activity go on when others were present. One of those times was every morning around 9:00am, when the milk pickup truck comes. They have two hired people, an older couple, to cook and help with the chores. They live in a small cottage about 1 km up the dead end valley. Apparently they had stayed on the farm during its early days, and were into all types of experimentation, group activities, etc. They liked the atmosphere so much that when the man retired they offered to work for a place to stay, some enjoyment, and a small salary. We met them later on, and found them a real joy to be with. They were pro-gay and the wife struck me as having latent tendancies in that direction. When we looked at the clock we found it was after 11:00pm, so we said goodnight, and headed back to the bunkhouse. This was, after all, a farm and ran on sun time. When we got back to the bunkhouse, Rudy said he was not sleepy yet, and asked if anyone minded if he put on a video. The others said they didn't care, so he went over to a large cabinet in the corner with a large screen TV on top. When he opened the doors, I saw that it had a VCR inside and shelves of tapes. He scanned the titles, and popped one in. The screen lit up and we saw opening title screen which said "Falcon Studios presents:". I knew I wasn't going to sleep right away tonight. It was amazing, however, what being on the trail does to you. I must have only seen about half the video. Next thing I knew, I was being awakened by whoever was in bed with me stirring. I opened one eye and saw that the morning sun was starting to come thru the window. Tom was the one I was snugggled with. He must have joined me after I fell asleeep. I turned to face him. He gave me a big smile and whispered that he hadn't been able to resist my peaceful look when I fell asleep. I looked so much like a teddy bear that he came over to my bed, being careful not to wake me in the process. I gave him a big hug and kiss. Looking up, I saw Peter pass the end of our bed heading for the bathroom. The others were also stirring. We snuggled together for several minutes. Then I heard a toilet flush, and a shower start. "OK, that does it", I said, "The sound of water running has done it's work. I better get up or I'll flood you." We had apparently all slept nude. Tom and I climbed out and headed for the the john. I started to piss with Tom next to me, when suddenly he swung around a started spraying me. "Hey!" I said. He started giggling. "How does it feel?", he asked. "After that movie last night, I just had to try it." Just then three others came in, saw what was going on, and started unloading on both of us. Peter came out of the shower room and said, "Hey, what did I miss". By this time everyone was drained, and we headed for the showers. I was worried about smelling, but didn't need to. We had three guys tripping all over each other trying to lather us up and wash us off. Such a sensuous shower I hadn't had since that one with Jack back when I was first in Europe. We finished cleaning up and all headed up to the house for some breakfast. During breakfast, we were each given our chores for the day. It wasn't really a mandatory thing, but it gave the illusion of working on a farm. Each person's chores could be done in a couple of hours, and it did help Mark and Dietrich. Dietrich explained that many people come specifically for the hard work aspect, and they usually come during planting or harvest seasons. We were a rare group in that we had come by hiking, most just come by car. Tom and I were to clean out the barn stalls used for milking as soon as milking was done. When we got back to the bunkhouse, Tom and I sat down to look at a calendar. Based on our schedule, we figured we had, at most, two days to spend here on the farm. Obviously our original schedule was shot full of holes when we met up with Gerhard and decided to follow him and join the group. We figured that we had at least two days to hike out to a convenient train connection. Then, one day to get back to Frankfurt for our plane back home. (Gad, where had the three weeks gone). We were directed by Sven, over to the cupboards that were at one end of the room. In them we found coveralls, and work boots. We each slipped on a set and headed for the main barn. When we got there Markus, Dietrich, Peter, Willem, and Rudy were just leading the first batch of cows out of their milking stalls. In a few minutes they were back with a second batch. The cows knew just where to go. They each had their own stall. Once in place, some fresh hay was put in the trough in front of them. Hoses with soft spray were then used to spray off their hind quarters and udders. A disinfectant solution was sprayed on the udders from a hand held sprayer, and then the milking machine cups were slipped on. Several of the cows let out lowing sounds as this was going on, apparently really enjoying the feeling. While we were waiting, Markus explained that this was the last batch, as the rest of the cows were being allowed to dry up. They would be freshened (impregnated and bear a new calf) soon. We could play around for a while if we wanted. When the milking machine cups were removed, I went over to one cow I'd liked the looks of, and started to feel around her cunt. Her head turned in the stantions and she gave a low moo. As I continued to rub her, she stopped what she was doing and just stood stark still, obviously enjoying the attention. I grabbed some sterile lube that was kept for the milking machine and smeared it around. I started with one finger, then several, then my hole hand, working it around, and inside her cunt. It was a wierd, warm feeling. I noticed a box-like platform next to the stall and pulled it over with my free hand. I learned later it was there because it was just the right height for what I, and others before me, were going to do. I loosened the snap of my coveralls letting them drop. My dick needed no assistance since it was already rigid. I plunged into her and felt the warmth envelop me. I started a slow in and out. Just then I glanced over into the next stall. Tom had put a loop of rope used to keep a cow from kicking around his cow's hind feet. With his pants around his ankles, and his hand around his pole, he was under the cow sucking the cows tits. That blew my mind and I picked up my pace, feeling the onslaught of an ejaculation's rising tension. Fully spent, I stepped down and went over to Tom and engulfed his pole in my mouth. All of a sudden, he pushed my head away. "I've got to try it like you were doing," he said. He quickly climbed out and stepped up on the platform. Not to be outdone I took his place, and proceeded to extract some fresh cow's milk. It was another wierd sensation; that longish tit in your mouth. Not unlike a small cock but more flacid and not long enough to reach the throat. Carefull not to use my teeth, I used my tongue and suction and got some very rich warm milk for my efforts. Tom had finished loosing his load and together we pulled up our coveralls. There was some light applause from Peter, Willem, and Rudy who, it turned out, were having some fun in some of the other stalls. Markus returned and we helped release the cows. They knew just where to go and proceded out single file behind their leader. Markus explained what cleanup was needed. Tom and I, as newcomers, were elected to shovel the manure into a waiting wheelbarrow and dump it into the manure pit outside. A high pressure hose then cleaned the floor back to spotless smooth concrete. Meanwhile Markus and the others had completed the cleaning and disinfecting of the milking equipment. Instead of returning to the bunkhouse, Tom and I headed upstairs to the playroom. It turned out the others must have had the same idea, because there were five or six other pairs of coveralls on the hooks outside. Inside the room we were to find that Rudy had another talent, his stretchability. He was using one of the irrigators and just finishing cleaning himself out with the help of Sven, who he was spraying with the now clean effluent. Then he got up on a naugahide table. Sven dipped his hand into a bowl of what turned out to be warm lube. I had heard of fisting but had never been involved in such a scene. Tom and I stood and watched as Sven slipped one, then two, then three fingers into the expanding chute. Rudy had his eyes closed and was emitting low moans of pleasure. His rod was at full attention, as was Svens (and ours). "Tom, I'm going to clean up first, care to join me," I whispered to Tom. I slipped over to one of the shower heads and started cleaning up. Tom came over to join me. I grabbed one of the irrigators and shoved it gently up my ass. I knew I was reasonably full so I emptied into the slop sink in the corner. None of us, it turns out were really into scat, so the idea of just spraying shit all over the floor or each other. "Have you ever had an enema?" I asked Tom. "No, and from what I see this isn't a real good example. More for just flushing you out?" "Well I would think that is specifically why they're here in the playroom, but if you keep at it, it can be even better than a full 'lay-on-your-side-and-breathe-deep' type enema. I think I'll give it a quick try just to flush out," Tom decided. "Here, bend over with you hands on your knees." I grabbed the nozzle, tested the temperature, and then sprayed the soft stream on his ball sack, and then the perineum, and finally around his hole. As I played the stream around the hole I watched the muscles tighten. "Relax a little, hey! It's not like you had never had anything up there before." I saw him trying to relax, but as soon as the nozzle touched him, he tightened again. On an inspiration, I ran over an dipped my hand into the warm lube next to Rudy. Gradually I worked a finger into his hole and started to massage it. I felt Tom finally relax and quickly replaced my finger with the nozzle. Tom felt the flow from the nozzle and straightened up. In about 15 seconds he suddenly started running toward the slop sink, with the hose still up his ass. At about the halfway point, he ran out of hose and the stretched hose snapped out of his ass, and started spraying around anyone close. Everyone except Rudy and Sven had seen it and burst out laughing. We finished up with another sluicing each, and soaped off. Our dicks were still at half mast. Rudy and Sven were still at it. Sven had massaged Rudy's prostate so much there was a pool of cum on his belly, and Peter was alternately licking it off, and sucking to get more. Hans was on his knees sucking off Sven. "Where are Gerhard and Willem?" I asked to the group in general. Sven, who seemed the only one capable of talking looked up, "I think they headed out to the horse fields." Tom said to me, "That sound like fun. It's such a nice day outside, we should take advantage of it". I agreed and we left the others to their scene. Slipping on the coveralls and boots, we headed downstairs to the door. Outside the barn, the sun was warm on us, the breeze had a fresh scent like fresh hay. As we walked the loose cloth of the coveralls, the only thing we had on, kept my dick stimulated and at half mast. I said to Tom, "You know its been years since I wore coveralls. When you don't have underwear on, motion of the loose fabric really is quite a turn-on. It's keeping me hard all the time!" "Me, too!" was Tom's only reply. We hikeed across the fields in the direction of the horses, and pretty soon saw Gerhard's and Willem's coveralls on a fence. Then we spotted them at the other side of the fenced area, with a most beautiful stallion. Another stallion was just on the other side of the fence. Both had simple rope bridals so they could be controlled. We shed our coveralls on the fence as well and approached somewhat noisily so as not to spook the horses. Gerhard was stroking the stallion's mane and head, while Willem tried to tease and stimulate his balls and cock into sight. He was seeming to have no luck. Tom and I hopped over the fence and approached the other stallion. They were obviously used to this treatment, if not outright trained for it, because he headed right for us, and started sniffing. I started stroking his mane and neck, Tom his head. All of a sudden a big tongue licked Tom's cock and he jumped back a little. The horse followed and licked again. This time Tom stood still and enjoyed it. I moved back toward the hindquarters. Just about 4 inches of cock showed outside the sheath. I didn't touch his cock but started to massage him on either side and along his belly. The cock lengthened about 2 more inches. I started to fondle his balls. They were huge, bigger than golf balls. The sack, which had been hanging loose, started to contract, and the cock started to pull back in. I quit that and went back to gently stroking his belly and undersides. All of a sudden he lengthened and shot a stream of yellow piss on the ground. I took immediate advantage of the situation to start stroking his long rod. It hardened immediately. Tom came around and immediately shoved his mouth over the end of it. It amazed me but Tom, who was relatively new to cock sucking at all, was getting four or five inches of that monster into his mouth. Tom, obviously was hard as a rock himself. So was I for that matter. I positioned myself so that by stretching a little, I could fondle both sets of balls, Tom's and the stallion's. When I though about it later, it wasn't maybe the best position to be in, since if the horse kicked, I was sure to be the target. I didn't need to worry however. He was obviously enjoying every attention. He was swaying back and forth, and looking back at us, with a look that seemed to me to say "More, more!". I shifted positions and knelt down next to Tom. "Let me see what it feels like, sucking that big thing," I said to Tom, and put my head next to his. We both had our hands on the shaft massaging up and down. Tom let the shaft slip from his lips, and guided the saliva wet head over to my mouth. When I touched it with my tongue, the taste was sweeter than I expected. Evidently there was some pre-cum already leaking out. God, he was big. I wasn't getting any more than two to three inches in. Even so, I was apparently getting through to that quy, because more of the pre-cum was dripping out onto the back of my tongue. Tom didn't say a word but gave a little tug on the shaft. I let it pop out of my mouth and he immediately shoved it into his. After all, I said to myself, it was Tom who had originally expressed his fantasy to do this, when Gerhard and we were on the trail that day. I went back to massaging the shaft and balls. It didn't take too much longer and the stallion started rocking back and forth harder, trying to shove his cock into Tom farther. He started letting out little snorts and noises. I felt the shaft grow a tiny bit harder and then noticed gobs of horse cum dripping from Tom's lips and down his chin. It just kept coming. It was several minutes before the ejaculation was over. The shaft was getting soft, and was starting to slip back into the sheath. Tom was exhausted, and lay back on the grass. I went over and started to lick up some of the drippings off him. I glanced over the fence and saw Gerhard and Willem still at work, but apparently getting somewhere. As I was licking, I was rudely shoved aside by a big brown muzzle. It seems the stallion had come to do some of his own licking. I had an idea. I took my hand and smeared some of the drippings on both of our cocks and balls. The big guy took the hint and using that big tongue of his started licking each of us. This didn't last long however, because across the field were sauntering two of the ranches dogs, a doberman and a black lab. They were both males, and they came over started doing their own licking. The stallion lost interest and sauntered away. The lab was licking at my cock with his hind quarters close to my shoulders. This was too much to resist. I reached up and started massaging his sheath. He whined, and kept licking at my cock. I started working the sheath back, exposing the thin pink penis. On a hunch, I took a large gob of horse cum that had been missed and started to massage my ass hole with one hand while working on the dog with the other. His knot had started to swell, and I worked the sheath back so that it was held back by the growing knot. I stopped what I was doing and turned over onto my knees. The lab needed no coaxing. He immediately mounted me and started stabbing. I quickly reached between my legs and guided him to his target. His knot was already too big to slip into my ass, which was a good thing since it's dangerous to get locked unless you have an exceptionally large hole, from fisting or other training. Through my legs I grabbed his knot and held him firm to me, to simulate him being locked into me. His humping soon stopped and I let him withdraw. That penis which was formerly a nice pink was a beet red and larger diameter than before, and the knot was huge. I swung around and started sucking on him. There we still shots of cum every 5 to 10 seconds. I was holding him behind the knot. It took 4 to 5 minutes, and the swelling started to reduce and I let go. The lab immediately lay down on his side and started to clean himself up. Tom had been watching me, (and me him), and had done much the same as me with the doberman. He was done and was laying back on the grass again. Neither of us had ejaculated, and we were still, after over 30 minutes, rock hard. I walked over to Tom and got into a 69 position and started working on him. He reciprocated. Needless to say it didn't take any time at all and I was both cumming in his mouth and receiving from him. We lay back exhausted. The sun beat down, warming us both. We must have stayed that way for five or ten minutes when we heard Willem holler, "We're heading back to get cleaned up." Tom whispered, "The breeze IS getting a little chilly, I suppose we should too. I wonder what time it is anyhow? I'm starting to feel hungry." The position in the sky indicated it was at least mid-afternoon, and we had missed lunch. It would be getting close to time for afternoon chores. We got up and started walking toward the fence and our coveralls. They weren't there. Off in the distance we could see Gerhard and Willem just topping a rise near the bunk house. They turned around and started waving our clothes at us, and then disappeared over the hill. "Oh, well," said Tom. "At least it's warm enough with the sun, but we'll have to figure some way to get them back. Any ideas?" We started across the field. "No, but we can keep our eyes open for an opportunity." Actually it felt good walking along nude. The sun was warm, the earth was soft, Tom's hand felt good in mine. When we got to the bunkhouse, our coveralls were laid on our beds and we could hear water running in both shower rooms. "I wonder if Gerhard and Willem aren't speaking to each other," I said. "Wouldn't think so after this afternoon," Tom replied. The water shut off behind us in the "Damen" shower room. "Well, Hellllooo!" Came the distinctly feminine voice. We turned around to see two very attractive young women, towels over their shoulders, walking into the room. Even though they were nude and shining wet, my first reaction was one of embarassment at being nude. I did my damnedest to suppress the feeling, and repied in a voice that I thought didn't have too much surprise in it, "Hello to you too." "We've just arrived. Dietrich says we're about 4 days early. The rest of our group isn't due for another couple of days." They came over to us. "My name is Joanna, and this is Helen. We came down from England by car. We originally intended to stop in Bern, but had a change in plans. So here we are. Dietrich says you guys are all together. Helen and I stay pretty much to ourselves, so hope you don't mind." Tom took over the conversation, "Not at all. This is Joe and I'm Tom. If you haven't guessed from our accents, we're from the U.S. By the way, have you met any of the others in our group?" "Not yet, we figured we'd meet you during afternoon chores or at dinner," Helen answered. "Well no one here is shy, and we owe our two buddies in there a "favor" for having brought our clothes back here from the field without us. You do get the picture, don't you? Why don't you go in and introduce yourselves right now?" Tom suggested. Joanna got a devilish grin on her face, (she's going to be fun, I thought), and replied, "Oh! One of those situations. We get the picture. Come on, Helen!" We followed them down to the Herren room and hung up our towels. The steam was rolling around in the room and we saw the two targets with their backs to us, facing the wall, rinsing off, and obviously engrossed in some sort of conversation. The girls took the opportunity to scurry quickly into the room, get behind them, and then together they reached around them and grabbed their dicks. "I'm Joanna, and this is Helen. Glad to meet you guys!" They both turned around suddenly and were rewarded with a huge kiss. I've never seen a face turn from normal, to dead white, to red as fast as their's did. Tom and I couldn't help laughing. The girls were in hysterics. Willem looked at us and could only blabber, "You, you put them up to this." He couldn't get anything else to come out. The girls winked at Tom and I and headed out of the shower, arms around each others waist. They were obviously lovers, and I looked forward to talking to them more. Gerhard and Willem were still standing there, poles at full staff. Their faces gradually returned to normal, and then to grins. "Ok, you two, we're even?" suggested Willem. "Sure," replied Tom. When we finished cleaning up, we headed back to our bunks to slip into our coveralls. The girls had left, and Gerhard and Willem were just going out the door. We no sooner got them on, when the other guys came crashing into the room. "Do you know what time it is? We've got 10 minutes until chores," said Rudy. "Did I see two gals heading up the road?" asked Peter. Tom answered him, "Yea, and you better be careful. Ask Gerhard and Willem about them." "What do you mean? Tom gave a thumbnail recital of our missing coverals, our intro to the girls, and the shower incident. "Boy what I would've given to see Willem's face," said Hans. "Same for Gerhard," said Sven. We headed for the door; they headed for the showers. For this afternoon we were to report to the goat shed. We found more like a full barn, just like the main barn, but smaller, with a smaller milking machine setup. The hired hand, (never did hear the couples' names), was just leading the first group of nanny's into the barn. We clipped their heads into the stalls and gave them some food under instructions of the hand. Then we took the disinfectant solution and washed their teets and rinsed them down, similar to what we'd done with the cows, and connected them to the milking machines. We did three groups of eight nanny's that way. When we were finishing up with the last group, the hired hand said in German, "I suppose you are aware that their pussies are just the right size." He didn't say 'for what', but it was obvious what he was talking about. Without any other preamble, he proceded to slip out of his coveralls. With one hand massaging his 8+ inch uncut prick, his other reached into a lube bucket and started massaging the cunt of the closest goat. The goat let out a bleat and planted her feet a little farther apart. We took the hint and did likewise. God, what a sight that must have been. Wish I'd had a video camera running at that point. Picture three guys lined up behind three nannies, all humping away. And quite a feeling it was too. I hadn't cum yet, and was sort of leaning over hugging the goat while I humped, when I felt a slippery hand between my legs, massaging my balls and ass hole. I looked around and saw the hired hand, pole still very erect. His finger was working its way into my pucker, and I did my best to relax. My own pole was twitching with the combined sensations. I felt the tip of his rod pushing gently against me. He must have relaxed me properly, because I felt the head slip in very smoothely, pause, and then the whole eight inches slid in. He paused, and then started a slow out-in, out-in, each time the motion causing a reflected motion between me and the nanny. I didn't have to do anything except enjoy the sensations that bounced back and forth between my prick and my ass. Finally I could take it no more, and with a shudder and a severe clenching of my ass, I came in three sequential waves. The hired hand came as a result and as I lay there on the goat, feeling the last of my own ejaculations subside, I felt the pulsations of his ejaculations as well. "Danke, sehr gut," was his comment as he withdrew. I pulled out too. "That goat was great," said Tom, "but it looks you had an even better deal. We pulled on our coveralls, and let the goats out of the barn. As we walked out, I hollered a last "Danke, fur alles" (Thanks for everything) to the hired hand. He smiled and gave a friendly, "Bis Morgan" (until morning or see you in the morning). We headed over to the main barn and up to the play room. No one was there, so we headed over to the bunk house and took a quick shower. I don't think I've ever taken as many showers in a day as we did those two days at the farm. The others gradually filtered in and got cleaned up from what ever they had been doing, and joined us stretching out on the bunks before time to head up to the house for dinner. "I didn't realize that we had missed lunch earlier," said Tom, "and, you know, I'm really quite hungry." I agreed and looked at my watch. "You know it, well, five more minutes and you can sate that hunger with a good dinner. After that sumptuous feast last night, I wonder how they'll top it tonight?" Just then Joanna and Helen walked in looking pert and sexy, and all ready to go. They introduced themselves to the four they hadn't yet met. "You guys ready? They've got Sauerbratten and Spaetzle for dinner." It seems their afternoon chores were helping in the kitchen. This wasn't because they were girls, just the luck of the draw, Tom and I were assigned to help up there tomorrow morning for breakfast. We headed up to the house for an evening of comraderie and conversation. When we finally headed back to the bunkhouse it was 11:30 pm and everyone, except the girls who had just gotten there, were tired. We were soon sound asleep, but not before we heard the girls snuggling together one of the bunks, enjoying their first night at the farm the same way we had. Next day Tom and I were up at 7:00, and headed to the house to help with breakfast. Tom set the table while I helped get the sausages and potatoes done. Eggs would be done, just as everyone arrived, by the cook. We went into the dining room with the stuff just as the others were sitting down. In a couple minutes the cook brought in two big bowls of scrambled eggs. At the end of breakfast, we headed back to the bunkhouse, (our chores were done), and since we would be leaving early afternoon, started sorting our things and laying them out. Then we headed back into the horse fields. Someone at dinner last night had said that they had some shetland ponies up in one of the more distant fields. There was still a mountain chill in the air, but the sun was bright, and it wouldn't be too long before it would be completely pleasant. When we got to the fields we found one small separate area with a small stallion. We had brought an apple with us and he was apparently used to getting a treat, because he came sauntering over to use and started nuzzling Tom's pockets and then mine, until he found the apple. I pulled it out and he made short work of it. Tom wandered over to a fence where several mares were. He started to massage a cunt, and got the smell all over his hands, and he rubbed some on the crotch of his coveralls. He came back to where I was still petting the little stallion. The guy got a whiff of the smell and started going crazy nuzzling Tom's crotch. I looked around and saw his rod starting to lengthen. Mine was already hard as a rock inside the coveralls. Near a tree was a special bench whose purpose was obvious. It had a platform covered with soft carpeting, and some lower side platforms for front hoofs to rest on. (Sort of like a wierd picnic table). Tom walked over and slung his coveralls over a branch of the tree. (We weren't about to let them out of our sight this time. "I want to see if I can fulfill a part of my fantasies by taking this guy up my ass," he said. "Take some of this lube I brought with me and start to loosen me up." He leaned over the bench, face down with his ass pointing up sexily. I did as requested, but he was tight and I could only get two fingers in. I continued until he was really relaxed, but he still wasn't very big. All the while the horse was dancing around nuzzling my hand and nickering. I took my other hand and started lubing up his shaft head. It was real sudden, he pushed me out of the way with his head and immediately mounted Tom. He came down so hard on Tom that I hoped he hadn't been hurt. I reached under and guided him to Tom's anus. He was pushing insistantly, and gradually working himself to a frenzy. Fortunately such things are not made of bone, and can be compressed, because the head popped in and Tom let out a scream of agony. The horse couldn't be made to slow down and he plunged away. I put both hands around his shaft so he couldn't go in to far, and tear up Tom's insides. I felt the pulsing of ejaculation, and the frenzied pushing subsided. The pony, dismounted with his penis still rigid. I pulled it to one side and started to suck for all I was worth. I was rewarded with the combined smells and tastes of Tom's ass and the horses cum. When I was finished, I looked over and Tom was still laying on the bench. I went over and started massaging his ass gently. He moaned and said, "Oh, am I going to be sore, but that was really the most unusual and stimulating sensation I've felt. He gradually stood up, and I saw his cock soft and swinging. A big area of cum on the bench in front of where it had been. We were just slipping into our coveralls, when the two girls showed up. "Oh, nuts you just used him up?" "Sorry about that," I said. "They recover quickly. I understand they have been known to mount 4 to 5 mares a day when they're young. But you might check in that next field. There's supposed to be another stallion there." We headed back to the barn, and the play-room. Tom and I were the only people there. Someone had been there earlier, because there was a sling hung from the ceiling that hadn't been there before. I went over and lay down in it just to see how it felt, since I had only read about such things. The sling was in a wierd orientation, and lower than I should have expected for human use. The leather straps felt cool and sensuous on my back. I stuck my feet up over the obvious leg supports, with my legs splayed out wide. Tom had gone over to one of the long spray/irrigation hoses and was playing some warm water over his rear end. Obviously trying to comfort a rather sore area. When he saw me laying there, he said, "Ooh!, that looks inviting." Before I knew it he had some leg locks that were build into the harness locked around my legs. I could easily have reached down and opened them, but I wanted to see what he would do. I knew he knew less about these things than I did, or so I thought. He came around and grabbed my wrists and locked them in too. Now I was really at his mercy. He took the hose that was still running a gentle stream of warm water and started teasing my balls and pucker. I could feel by balls pull up tight, and feel my ass twitch each time the water hit it. Even better, I realized that the ceiling was mirrored and I could see what he was doing. He took a finger and started working it in. I closed my eyes. Suddenly, I felt the warm flow of water inside my gut, as the hose replaced his finger. I clamped down around the nozzle, until I couldn't take it any more. I relaxed and the nozzle and water shot 5 feet across the floor. Tom picked up the nozzle and stuck it back in. This time he held it so that, as I alternated relaxing and clamping back down, the nozzle stayed in place. Twice more I unloaded. The third time the effluent was sparkling clean and I saw the nozzle drop to the floor. Tom used a spray hose to sweep the floor to the drain. When he came back he had three sizes of butt plugs. The smallest went in with no resistance at all. I was just clamping down on it when it was yanked out and the mid-sized one replaced it. This one felt more my size, but still didn't exceed my capacity. Not that it popped right in. Tom worked it gently until I was relaxed enough before it seated home. All the time Tom was working my rear-end, he wasn't forgetting my front end. He was going back and forth; sucking my nuts, and then engulfing my rigid penis, all the time working the plug around and in and out. Several times I felt the plug come almost all the way out, and then get slammed back in. Natural muscle reactions from being sucked, which told my rear end to clamp down, being countered by the ministrations of plug. I was enjoying the sensations and had my eyes tightly closed, not bothering with the mirrored ceiling. The plug withdrew slowly, this time all the way, and then was slammed back in. Again, it was taken out and replaced, only this time with the large plug. I knew it right away because it wasn't at body temperature, and also because it didn't go all the way in. Tom worked it back and forth, round and round, each time going a little further. I didn't think I would be able to take it, but perhaps five minutes later, in it popped. (Next thought, would it come out, I grinned to myself? Even though I knew it would). The door opened. I opened my eyes and glanced over in that direction. Gerhard and Sven strode in with a mule behind them. "Oh, shit! We set up the sling, and before we get a chance, someone else commandeers it," joked Sven, with a broad grin. "Looks like this little fellow might get more than his share of fun this morning." The mule must have been well acquainted with his duties in what was to follow, because he headed right for the sling and started sniffing all around me. "Well," said Tom, "I wasn't really sure why the sling was here, so I was just going to use it to do some fucking myself. But, if you don't mind sharing this guy, let's see what he can do with Joe." Sven had reached into one of the cupboards and taken out a small jar. He came over and started smearing a few drops of the oil around my plugged rectum. When he finished, he waved his fingers near my nose, and I knew it was a mares scent. The mule was really getting excited. Tom started working my plug around, relaxing me as much as possible. "Now you'll find out what it feels like." He pulled the plug out. The mule was guided into mounting me in the sling. His front legs were guided past my legs so he was straddling me. The sling moved to accomodate the force of his weight on top of me, which meant that the head dipped slightly as his feet reached the floor. This meant that his full weight wasn't on me but still I was crushed between him and the leather of the sling. Immediately, I felt his dong pushing at my rear entrance. I could feel a hand helping it hit the mark; and suddenly it was inside; one inch, two inches; I hoped someone was doing like I had done for Tom with the Shetland, and not letting try to go 15 inches up my ass. It turns out Sven was in charge of that department, and doing a good job. The mule was pushing back and forth and giving my ass the wildest sensations. I was already starting to get sore, but I grit my teeth. The mule finished his buildup, and I felt the soothing lubrication of his cum flood into me. The others helped the mule back off and led him over to some hay, his dong still hanging at half attention. Tom whispered, "boy that made me hot," and plunged his erect pole in my ass. Surprisingly, it felt good. My sphincter must have already begun to shrink down to normal. It didn't take more than 10 good plunges and Tom's face screwed up with the intensity of release. I looked to my side and saw Sven plugging Gerhard as he leaned over one of the padded tables, his dick, as always, erect and pressed firmly into his belly. Tom released my bonds and helped my climb out of the sling. As I stood erect, he clamped his arms around me in a loving embrace, and just held me for several minutes. Then, with a short deep kiss, led me over and started to soap me down under one of the showers. Sven finished with Gerhard, and the two joined us. "We'll just have to come back later for our turn with the mule. You were great, Joe. Any lingering pain or sensations?" "Well it is a little sensitive," I said, "but that will go away. Any way it's just about time for lunch and I can't let something like that keep me away. Especially since we missed lunch yesterday, and we will be leaving right after, and don't want to do it on an empty stomach." Tom and I headed back to the bunkhouse, slipped into some hiking clothes, and headed for the house. At lunch, everyone was saying their goodbyes to us, talking about the last week or so, and exchanging addresses. Out of the blue, Tom said, "anyone interested in something different? One of these years, maybe not next year, I'd like to take one of those Windjammer cruises. You know one of those sponsored by one of the Gay/Lesbian groups." Everyone agreed that would be an excellent idea. Lunch ended, Tom and I hugged and kissed everyone several times, headed back to the bunkhouse, and swung our packs up. Outside there were more hugs, kisses and good-luck wishes, and see-you-soons. We hiked along in silence for a good half hour. Each engrossed in his own thoughts. Finally as we walked out on a rock outcropping, over looking a wide valley, Tom broke the silence. "You know, this has been one of the best vacations I've had. I was really hesitant about what kind of trip it would be with just you and neither of the other guys. But its really been super. We've come out to each other, and are so very comfortable with each other. We've met some super friends. And we've done things that I can't believe we will really ever get to repeat." I grabbed his hand and squeezed tight. "Uh Huh! I couldn't have said it better." We stood there in silence, enjoying the tranquility of the afternoon. Then Tom said softly, in a voice that betrayed his real desire to stay right there, "Well, we better get moving." He release my hand and we continued on. We hiked a little longer than usual, and it was about 6:30 before we found a convenient spot and set up out tent. I set up the primus stove while Tom started cleaning some of the fresh vegetables we'd brought with us from the farm, and putting them into a pot. We'd also brought some fresh mutton, and I cut that up and added it to the pot. Half an hour later the stew was simmering nicely and I added some powdered sauce mix for flavor and to thicken the mixture. It was already getting late when we finished cleaning up after dinner. Sitting quietly, a dull soreness in my ass made it's presence known. I hadn't noticed it as we walked earlier. Maybe we should have stopped earlier? We were following our usual routine, sitting down to watch the sunset. I mentioned my soreness to Tom. "Yep, me too. I didn't notice it earlier. I don't think I'm in the mood for any screwing tonight." He gave me a wicked, knowing grin. "Does that mean you're not in the mood for anything?" "Hell no! But do you realize that both of us have cum an average of three times a day for the past week? We ought to be dry by now." "It's probably like those cows. The more you cum, the more cum you produce." I paused for several minutes. "Do you suddenly get a mental picture of us with ball sacks the size of those udders." I started laughing out loud. "Ouch! I'd need quite a large supporter if that were true," he added. "Well the sun is down, I'm really quite tired, and I'm going to hit the sack." We got up and I followed him back to the tent. In front of the tent, as usual, we got out fresh underwear and socks for morning, stripped nude, and then hurried into our sleeping bags to get out of the rapidly chilling air. Rather than "our bags", I should say "our bag". We had found out that the zippers on our bags matched and we could zip them together into a single larger size. We snuggled together, this time with Tom behind, and me nested in front of him. We were so used to this position, that neither of us thought of it as erotic, just loving, so neither of us automatically got hard. Tom apparently wasn't going to let that condition stay for long. He was snuggling in real close, and caressing my nipples. I could feel them getting hard under his touch. I could also feel the tautness in my groin. As he wiggled behind me, I felt his prick getting hard too. "I thought you were too tired for this tonight." "I'm tired, but not stupid. Do you realize we have only one more night before we will be forced back to civilization?" "Will that stop us from being with each other?" "I hope not, but it won't be like this" "That's so true." His hand had worked its way down my belly and was teasing the head of my prick. I felt his insinuating its way to my asshole. "I'm not sure I want you fucking me tonight. Unzip the bag part way down." He complied and I swung around into a 69. He scrunched down in the tent until his legs were doubled up, but splayed wide apart. I unzipped the doors slightly and let mine slip out a little, as we'd learned you have to do in that small a tent. He had mine in his mouth before I was even positioned. I quickly engulfed his and started playing with his balls at the same time. He took the signal and started playing with mine, too. It didn't take too long and I felt him tense up. His legs were alternately stretching the end of the tent and then pulling up tight. Then he was lifting his ass of the ground in an attempt to shove his dick tighter into my mouth. He dropped back onto the ground. Then the tensions got more intense. I'd never seen him react this forcefully. On the third round of shoving into my throat, he ejaculated. He didn't produce hardly any cum by normal standards, but that shouldn't have surprised me, after what we'd done so far that day. He sank back to the ground with a moan of deep satisfaction and pleasure. It was then I realized that his mouth had slipped off my cock long ago. I still had his cock in my mouth, and was milking the last drops, when I felt his mouth back on my cock. He gave me some understandable nudges to turn over so that now I was on the ground and he over me. I'd gotten a little soft without stimulation for the last several minutes, but he rectified that. Soon I felt the tension of ejaculation building. When it hit me I knew that, like Tom, there was lots of sensation, but not gallons of cum. He milked until I was completely soft, and then let go with his trademark gentle blowing of air across my moist dick. I turned around, we zipped up the bag and the door, snuggled together, this time with me behind, and soon drifted off into a deep restful sleep. We must have been really tired. The sun was already well up in the sky when my eyes opened. Tom was still sound asleep. Good for him, I thought. My bladder said I better get out quickly and relieve myself. I slowly and carefully slid away from him, quietly unzipped the tent door, grabbed my fresh clothes, and started wiggling out. My hand hit the ground outside the door; it was ice cold. I peered out where my hand was. Frost! There was a thick layer of frost on everything. On second thought, to hell with Tom sleeping; I'm going to get dressed IN the tent. I re-zipped the door and snuggled back against Tom to get warm. In a few minutes I started reaching down, pulling my feet up to slip on my underpants. That done, I was starting to pull on the first (liner) pair of socks. Tom was starting to stir, and rolled over facing me. He opened one eye and looked quizically, "What in the hell are you doing?" "I'm getting dressed. Look outside once." He unzipped the door and peered out. "Oh!" was all he said. It wasn't the first time in the years of hiking together that we'd woken up to frost, but it's still unexpected each time. He re-zipped the door. "Do we have to get up today?" I punched him playfully through the sleeping bag, and then reached inside the bag to put on the wool oversocks that I always wear (winter and summer). (Wool both keeps you warm and wicks perspiration away from your skin). My shirt went on and then I slipped out of the bag and into my hiking pants. Hiking boots next, and I unzipped the door and scooted quickly for the trees. My prick was at morning-piss attention, and the cool breeze hit it as I pulled it out of my pants. Slowly it relaxed enough for the flow to start, and start it did. My bladder had been aching for relief ever since I first woke, and the stream arched a good six feet in front of me. Steam rose from the stream and from the ground where it fell. Slowly my member shrank, both from the relief and the cool air. The last drops shaken off, I stuffed him back in, and buttoned up. The first thing we needed was some caffein. The primus started easily. Water gushed from the canteen into the pot, and it went onto the stove. The tent walls were bouncing and heaving with Tom getting into his clothes. "You would forget to rezip the door after you got out, you S.O.B." he hollered thru the cloth. I went over to the tent and helped him unzip the door to come out. As he straightened up, I gave him a big hug, and then reached inside his still unzipped pants. His prong was as hard as his hiking stick. "Hey, you better be carefull, that things loaded, and you don't want it to go off all over your only clean change of hiking clothes." I kept my hand on his rod and used it to lead him over to the trees. When we got there I kept teasing him by stroking his dick. He couldn't relax enough to release the flow. Finally, with supreme concentration, and me not stroking for a while, his stream gushed forth. There is something sexy, in a way, holding another guys cock while he pees. You feel the stream flowing through the urethra just under the skin on the lower side, and see the warm stream arching out from the tip. As the flow ebbed to a few drops, I shook him, and then dropped to my knees and sucked him dry. I kept on sucking and felt the blood congest anew in his penis. The signal that something was about to happen was his hands on the back of my head moving me in the rhythm he wanted, until at last he held my head still and l felt the wad ejected from the tip. "Oh my god, the waters boiling over!" He pulled out of my mouth and with cock still waving in the air, ran over to the stove and lifted the pot off. Getting off my knees, I joined him and helped with the coffee. Breakfast, otherwise were some croisants filled with green gage jam and some hard rolls we'd brought from the farm. Today we'd have to get some more provisions for tonight and tomorrow morning. By the time we were done cleaning up and repacking, the sun had warmed things nicely and the frost was gone. As we approached noon we came to a small village. Just 5 to 10 houses, but as usual with the small general store with fresh bakery and meat. Stocking up with bakery, cheese, and sausage, we were ready to start back out on across country. We were just about out of town, the last house behind us, when we approached one of the outlying hay sheds. We heard boys voices inside. Quietly we approached and tried to see thru the siding. Nothing. We moved around to the other side, the side away from the town. We were rewarded with a couple cracks that gave a clear view inside. There were two young boys who looked about 13 to 15 years old. They had there pants down and were exploring each other, completely unaware that we were watching. We didn't dare make a sound. We didn't dare interfere, since they were minors, and the laws here were no different than at home. I carefully let my pack to the ground and leaned it against the shed, Tom did likewise. One of the boys was just getting some light bush around the penis. The other wasn't quite that far, but was already developing. You know the way the penis and balls get disproportionately large, before the rest of the body catches up. The older boy had at least 7 - 8 inches already; the younger wasn't far behind with at least 6 inches. The older one was going down on the younger one. God he knew how to suck. My penis was straining for release, and I had trouble getting it out it was so excited. I glanced over and discovered Tom was already beating on his. I looked back into the shed. The younger boy was holding the older boys head and starting to hump up a storm. It didn't take long and he let go with his load. The older boy started to choke and some dribbled out of the corners of his cheeks. He pulled off and spit it out on the floor. The younger boys cock was still solid and shiny, showing no signs of going down. "What did it taste like?" he asked his friend. The older boy replied, "Sort of salty, but not like anything I've tasted before." The younger boy milked his dick and took the few drops to his mouth. "Now you do me," said the older boy. I looked over and saw Tom squeezing a drop off his dick. Obviously that scene had been too much. The older boy had stood up and the younger boy was just putting his mouth over his rod. "Ouch, use your lips to keep your teeth off." The younger boy resumed his sucking. I looked down at his crotch and saw his pole STILL at full erection. What staying power when you're that young. While the sucking was going on, the older boy was sensuously carressing his nipples and chest. The climax was on its way. I could see his thigh muscles twitch, his legs straighten and jerk, and then his hands went to the younger boys head. The younger boy hadn't gotten the technique of deep-throating yet and had his hand around the base of the shaft. He was working his mouth around the knob and upper 2 - 3 inches. Suddenly the older boy's cum wouldn't wait any longer and it startled the younger boy. This was obviously a first time for both of them. The boy choked and released the penis to spit on the floor just as another gush came forth and hit him high on the cheek; another hit him on the forehead. God how I wanted to rush in and lap that up. My own member just then had other ideas, and jetted forth. The older boy was scraping some of his own cum off his friend and tasting it. "Yours is not nearly as salty, " he said. "I wonder if every one is different?" I would have been glad to let him try some of mine. The boys had a rag, and were helping each other clean up. I milked the last from my tip, and stuffed it back into my pants. We watched the boys get dressed and then picked up our packs and headed up the trail before they came out. As the afternoon drew on the clouds started to build. We'd been extremely lucky without any real rain. But this was starting to look omminous. We'd made good time so today, and were a little farther than we'd planned. We decided to stop at our regular time, but use one of the hikers huts. It would only be a little distance out of the way. We arrived and went in. Surprise! Two guys were standing there in an obviously rudely interrupted embrace, with hands on the crotch of the other. They both looked younger than we were but not by much. They were obviously locals, with home-spun textured shirts, lederhosen, sturdy mountain boots, and long socks. I tried to clear the air, right away. "Don't let us stop anything. We might even join in," and to demonstrate planted a kiss on Tom's lips. "Are you guys staying here for the night?" Both of them seemed highly embarassed, and hesitated for the longest time. Then one of them said, "No, we're from the village about 10 km down the road. We just come up here to get away from the others. We are stonemasons. We are working on the new building down below at the road." We'd seen the new construction several thousand feet below us as we crossed the last ridge approaching the hut. The two of them looked like they could be stonemasons by their arms and shoulders. "We've been hiking the mountains for the past several weeks, and are just on our last day. You're welcome to stay the night here with us if you want," Tom replied. It turned out one of the two was apparently very shy, he appeared to be the younger of the two, probably 18 or 19, or at most early 20. In retrospect he didn't say a word the whole time. In fact, no introductions were ever made. No names were ever heard. Maybe they wanted it that way? The other, who appeared to be about a year older said, "Thank you, no, we will be expected in a few hours. I wanted to show him some of life's pleasures, as you apparently also know them. He doesn't mix with people very well." They seemed hesitant as to what to do next, so I said, "If you don't mind then, we'll just discard some of these things and let you continue." We walked over to the cots and dropped our packs. I gave a knowing wink at Tom and went over to him and started massaging his chest standing behind him. Both of us facing the other two. They were still hesitant, and were just standing there. I let my hands work their way down Tom's front until one was carressing his basket while the other continued higher up. The vocal boy/man must have been aroused and was losing his nervousness at our intrusion. His arm went around his friend and he pulled him in front of him, imitating me. I took that as a good sign and wanted to see how far, and how fast he'd follow a lead. Still carressing Tom's basket, (which was visibly enlarged) with one hand, my other hand started to loosen his belt. I paused and watched the other two. Reward. He too reached for one of the two buttons holding the drop front of the lederhosen. I loosened the top, and then the other, buttons on Tom's pants. The hand carressing his basket keeping them from falling to the floor. The other button was released and the drop front fell down. I could see bare skin, meaning he wore no underwear. I let Tom's pants drop, and began carressing Tom's cock through the white of his briefs. The young man's lone button that held the front together under the drop front was loosed. All that held them up now were the suspenders. His cock had worked its way out of the front and the long foreskin was being worked up and down the shaft. He had had enough, and slipped the suspenders off his shoulders and the lederhosen dropped to the floor with a thud. This guy had a pole on him that was unbelievable. It had to be nine inches long, and at least 4 inches in circumference. Tom had helped get his own briefs off and had stepped out of them and his pants. We looked over and the other two were still standing there, one behind the other, the one reaching around carressing the uncut pole with one hand and the chest and belly with the other. It was time to make our move. Still working with each other we gradually worked our way over to them. Tom started to carress the younger boy's nipple area, and then dropped to his knees and quickly engulfed the ram rod below. I could see the glassy look in the young mans eyes. Surely this was a virgin we were dealing with. I was still clothed, as was the other young man. I reached between them and started to massage his breasts. He turned around to face me. My other hand went to his crotch. I could feel the pressure from within, even through the leather of his pants. Without looking, the buttons of the front flap weren't difficult, and my hand found his waiting manhood. My own cock was bent in its positioning, and was starting to get uncomfortable, waiting to be released. Surely that event couldn't be far off. Letting go of his manhood, my hands went up to his face, and while looking longingly into his eyes, I started to caress his cheeks, his earlobes, the sides of his neck, his forehead, all the while keeping my eyes locked in his. This also got my hands out of the way to see what he would do. It didn't take him more than a couple of seconds to start running his fingers along the outline of my dick. A few more minutes of his teasing and he started undoing my belt and buttons. I pulled my legs together from their outspread stance, and they dropped to the floor. I left his face long enough to slip the suspenders off his shoulders and was rewarded with him helping them slide off. He also was wearing no underwear. I reached down and slid my boxers off my hips. His hands helped by lifting the waistband over my extended pole. I was thinking of going down on him like Tom did, but as he pulled my boxers down he dropped first and grabbed my pole into the warm wet cavern of his mouth. It was very erotic. HE was no virgin. He knew just how to use the roughness of his tongue to stimulate the underside of my glans, at the same time he was sucking the whole shaft. As he was sucking, his hands kept fondling my ball sack, encircling it and tugging gently, then tickling the hairs of the sack, then that wonderfull spot just back of the bag. I spread my legs appreciatively and was rewarded in a finger gently teasing the opening. He picked up some saliva from his work up front and started to work the finger in and out. I could feel this going much too fast for my tastes, and signalled him by gently lifting on his head. He stood up and I bent over and got my feet free from the pants that were still around my ankles. At the same time, I reached my head toward his crotch and started on him, while helping his last leg out of the lederhosen. He was not nearly so well endowed length or girth-wise as his friend. He was barely six and a half inches long and an inch and a half in diameter, but the head was huge, at least half again bigger in diameter. It was all I could do eventually to retract his foreskin. Before trying that, however, I was having great fun expanding his prepuce with my mouth's vacuum, and running my tongue inside. Since he had initiated it, I reciprocated with a finger at his anal entrance. This guy had obviously expected something this evening, - he was already lubricated with something, and my finger had no difficulty gaining entrance. I massaged him to the extent my finger would go in, all the while sucking on his uncut manhood, and inhaling the odor of a man that sweat profusely and had just finished an eight hour work session. A rather heady trip. He gave me the same signal I had given him and I let go and followed his guidings to stand up. He grabbed my dick and led me over to the only small table in the room, turned around, bent and lay face down. The invitation couldn't have been mistaken by a complete dunce. I didn't even think of any more massaging with my finger. Instead I planted my glans against his anus. I worked, pressing gradually harder each thrust, and then without warning, jammed as hard as I could. He made hardly any noise, but I could see his hands gripping the edge of the table, taut and white. Gradually they loosened their grip, and I began a slow stroking. I glanced over at Tom, still sucking slowly on that long virgin pole. I almost wished I was over there instead of here. Looking at Tom was too much, I felt my climax rising rapidly, and then it came. I banged into his ass and the table banged into the wall. As the waves of feeling subsided, I felt a very talented ass milking me of all the essence I produced. I reached around and started massaging his prick, which was still fairly hard but had started to droop. Finally, I withdrew and took my place at the table. He milked a few drops from my tip and then reached between his legs and exuded a quantity of my cum and his mucous from his rectum and used it to lube me. I felt the finger working my ass to relax it. Then the humungous head was at my pucker. No preamble, just like I'd done to him, he was in. I looked over at Tom and saw him wiping his chin. Normally Tom can swallow a good-sized load. That kid must have cum in gallons. I tried to emulate my earlier host and worked my sphincter to milk him as he had done to me. It took almost five minutes of constant banging before he finally unloaded. Meanwhile the other young man had dropped to his knees and was working on Tom. Tom released just about the same time I was succeeding in bringing my partner to his climax. We quickly cleaned up with a towel they had conveniently brought with them. They said "Vielen Dank" and quickly departed. We watched them as they headed down the mountain to the road far below. "Do you realize what time it is? Almost 7:30, it's getting dark and we still haven't eaten," Tom emphasized. "I'm starved." We were both very hungry and ate heartily. Dinner completed and everything cleaned up we snuggled into our sleeping bag just as the heavens opened up with everything they'd been storing for the past few weeks. Think about it, snuggled with someone you'd come to love, in a warm sleeping bag, in a dark room, with thunder and lightning and rain beating down on the roof. Something erotic about the whole situation. Something that made us snuggle closer and feel wonderful. Something that, even so, didn't have the power to rouse us sexually, we were too spent. But something very engrossing just the same. Where had the past three weeks gone. I drifted off to sleep counting the things we'd done, and the blessing of having Tom close. Morning arrived in bright sun. "God, I thought the storm would keep me up all night," Tom said as he too opened his eyes. "I don't think I heard a thing all night. I was going over in my mind all the interesting and nice things that had happened in the last couple weeks, and counting my blessings that this trip had turned out so great, and I drifted off to sleep. What a pleasant morning this looks like it'll be." I didn't say a thing, but silently wondered at having had the identical thoughts, just as I also had drifted off to sleep last night. Well I'll leave those wonderings about two people having the same thoughts at the same time to the metaphysicists. Our trek that morning took only about two and a half hours and we were at the Bahnhoff, ready to start the train-ride back to Frankfurt. Just as I boarded the train I spotted two other guys with backpacks boarding about three cars down. Dejavu? Have I been here before? No it wasn't Gerhard! I purposely headed in their direction as we searched for an empty compartment. Just as we found one, I saw them enter the car from the other end. I smiled in their direction, but didn't know if the glance was seen, and went in. They came to the door of our compartment and asked, "Besetzt? - Frei?" (Is the spaces occupied or free). "Ganz frei, bitte," I replied (Everything free). They came in and grabbed the seats opposite us after throwing their backpacks into the overhead racks. One of them was somewhere in the 18 - 20 year range, the other although looking much younger looked in the 40 - 50 range. It did not look like a father/son combination. The young man was trying valiantly to grow a beard and mustache, and I would have given my weekly paycheck to be able to run my hand through that hair. They both were wearing stretch fabric bundhosen (knee pants), the fabric similar to ski pants. Especially when the first came in, before they sat down, the bulges were quite noticable, and I thought I saw the distinct outline of a semi-hard cock when the younger stretched to throw his pack overhead. The older man looked almost as interesting, too me anyhow, with a ruddy complexion, long wavy hair, and a stunning build. He was fairly obvious in adjusting his crotch as he sat down. The train pulled out and we started talking. They were obviously also at the end of their journey and heading home. They gave us a run down on where they had been hiking and asked us where we had been. Very cautiously, we gave them a thumbnail of the general areas we had been in, but were careful not to mention the farm. It turned out they were from a small town just north of where we changed trains. Only a short journey. As we talked, I couldn't help notice the ready way the older guy made his points by slapping the leg of his younger buddy. The older guy asked if we needed lodging for the night. We would be welcome to stop at their place. God how I wished the timing had been different. We had to get to Frankfurt tonight. I excused myself to head to the lavatory. I really did have to take a leak, but also sitting opposite the young guy, I was getting horny and needed to get up and move around before pre-cum got the inside of my boxers all sticky. I went in and pulled out my dick and was just releasing the stream when the door banged into my back. I'd forgotten to turn the latch. (Or subconsciously did I purposely forget). Anyhow, it was the young kid. He appologized profusely, and was closing the door when I decided not to waste the chance. "Come on in I'm just about done." "But there's not enough room for two." "Sure there is," and I slid aside and opened the door wider for him to squeeze in. These places are a lot larger than on an airplane. He came in and clicked the lock behind him. We would have at most 15 minutes to the next station. My dick was still out, pointing at the commode, and I made a valiant effort to restart the stream. What a futile effort. He made the first move, and grabbed my dick and started jacking me off. "Do you want to suck me," he asked. I answered by unzipping his pants, dropping to my knees and gradually working his dick out from the stretch fabric. He immediately started humping. He wanted a quickie, and it didn't take three minutes and he filled my mouth with what was interestingly sweet tasting cum. I wondered what he had been eating lately. He explained that he wouldn't suck me, but he wanted to jack me off, so he could see me shoot. I couldn't refuse, and he spit on his hand for lubrication, and proceded to give my a very skillful J/O. When I shot he watched, and explained that he loved to watch the cum spurt out, to watch the slit suddenly expand and the wad speed on its way. He said he had some slow motion videos that were great. I wiped up the evidence and we carefully left the room, nobody was watching. When we got back to the Compartment, the blinds were pulled and the door was locked. I jiggled the handle. Tom peered out and unlocked the door. "Sorry, we forgot to undo the door when we were done," and he gave me a big wink. The train pulled into the station, we disembarked, and said goodbye as we watched them leave the station. We grabbed some food from the kiosk nearby and sat eating it on a bench where our other train was to leave from. A half hour later we were wending our way to Frankfurt. A very peaceful, un-interresting trip. Except for the conversation. We decided we needed to come up with a common consistant story to tell Mike and Bill when we got back. By the time we got to Frankfurt we had it all worked out. I also described the "accidental" meeting of the young man in the lavatory. He smiled and started relating his own activities during the time we were gone. "No sooner had you left," he began, "and he started talking about his relationship with his traveling buddy. Apparently he was a clothing distributor, and had needed some help. The young man was homeless and had been found huddled in the doorway of his office when the man had arrived for work. The young man was dishevelled and dirty. He had asked the man if he had any work and by his speech indicated that he was reasonable well educated. It came out months later that the boy had been apprenticed to a tradesman, but had been summarily dismissed when he was discovered giving a blow job to the man's son. "The young man was 21, (older than I thought), and had been with him for a little more than a year. He had proved to be a superior salesman. Anyhow, the man had taken pity on the boy and told him he might be able to use him, but that he would have to be cleaned up. So he unlocked the office and told the boy to come in. He had the boy clean up in a small bathroom, and get the worst of the filth off him. He put him to work in the storeroom. In a few hours, the boy had come in and asked some very intellegent questions about the operation and made some suggestions to better organized the storeroom. They made sense and the boy got everything done that day. "The man asked the boy if he would like to stay the night at his house, and that was the apparent beginning of the relationship. All the while he's talking about the young man, he'd been squirming in the seat, and running his hands along the much more defined outline of a cock under his stretch pants. He was making no bones about what he wanted, and apparently knew just what his young partner was up to. I wasn't sure how to continue so I just kept fingering my crotch while he kept talking. It didn't take long before he made the first move by getting up and shifting onto my side of the compartment, next to me. He continued talking and then his free hand started to move onto my leg. I slouched down a little and took my other hand away from my crotch. His immediately replaced it and then he stopped and got up and pulled the shades to the aisle and latched the door. When he came back he pulled me up from the seat and started hugging and kissing and carressing me, all over. It was great, he really had good technique. Eventually we ended up giving each other a blow job, and finished just before you rattled the door." In Frankfurt, we got a room from the tourist bureau, again, fairly close to the station. For the evening we headed over to the university area across the river and found an excellent cafe. We talked about our trip and all the things we had done. It might sound like we had spent the entire three weeks having sex, 24 hours a day. Nothing could be further from the truth. We had hiked well over a hundred miles, met many other hikers with whom we'd had interesting conversations, visited some interesting villages and their churches, spent some time in some interesting local, village level, museums, and taken what seemed like thousands of pictures, (it later turned out to be 15 rolls of 36 exposure film). After dinner, which was around 9:00pm, we headed started wandering around the district, and ended up in a very crowded Bierstube, "The Gruen Ganz", or something like that. We spent about 45 minutes there, and were just leaving when I was startled by a glimpse of someone who looked like Joachim (or Jack), the guy I met when I was in Europe at 18, and who opened me up to many new experiences. All sorts of thoughts and ideas flooded my mind. I thought of introducing him to Tom, of getting reacquainted with him, finding out what he had been doing since that year, maybe spending the night with him once again. My heart was beating a mile a minute, as I grabbed Tom's hand and started dragging him without explanation, away from the door. Alas, I was to be totally shattered. When we had gotten to 10 feet from him, he turned around and looked in my direction. It was not him. This guy, face-to-face, looked totally unlike Jack. My psyche was smashed, my heart felt empty, I felt my breathing hesitate, I veered off leading Tom behind me and circled back toward the door. "What in the hell was all that about? asked Tom when we got to the street. "You won't believe it, but there was a guy on the other side of the room who, from the back and sides, looked for all the tea in China like Jack, you know, Joachim, the guy I met here in Europe when I was 18. When the guy turned around, I realized it wasn't him." "Oh, now it makes a little sense. I'll bet you're really disappointed." He put his arm around me pulled me tight for an instant and then briefly ran his hand around my back. "Come on, it's 10:30 and we have to be up at 5:00 to catch that stupid charter flight. We headed back across the river, pausing for five or so minutes on the bridge to just stare at the river, no words were needed. We picked up the key to our room from the desk and decided to pre-pay so that we didn't have to fuss with it in the morning, and then headed up to the steps to the fourth (top) floor and our room. We were fairly quiet on the way up, but I had the impression we weren't the only ones in the stairwell. When we got to our floor, I signalled Tom to be very quiet. I stuck my key in the door, opened it, paused, and then closed it solidly. Silence. Then just barely perceptably, I heard movement from the extension of the stairway going up to the roof. Silence. Slurp. Moan. Slurp. Silence. I winked at Tom and smiled. Very quietly, step-by-step we crept up into the pitch black area above. The sounds were coming from still fairly far away. It turned out that at the first landing there was a short walk in the opposite direction, and then another flight parallel to, and right above the first. My eyes were becoming accustomed to the minimal light filtering up from below. Tom was leading, he paused, then went up a few more stairs, I moved with him. We got to the first landing and turned into the black abyss. Suddenly Tom jumped back, then he veered slightly to the side and continued. As I, in turn stepped forward, I found myself face-to-face with another man. I also felt his hands feeling my crotch. This was apparently a clandestine meeting place, for obvious purposes. Tom pulled me on. We were groped by at least two others before we started up the second flight of stair. At this point both of us knew what was going on. The door to the roof was open and we could see a silouette against the dark sky, of what was causing the slurping sound. Several others were on the stair as well, watching the action. We stopped and stood watching. My dick was not relaxed at this moment, nor was Tom's, I suspect. I felt the presence of someone opposite me against the other banister. Then a hand started groping my crotch. I stood still to see what would happen. I felt the hand joined by a second, from another body just below me. It had started at my knee and was working it's way up the inside of my thigh. I looked up toward the open door, and saw a shape working on Tom. The slurping continued from the top step. The mate of the first hand, was now in play, helping work my buttons loose. My dick was straining for release from it's cramped position. One nice thing about boxers however, is that once the front of my pants were open, the rest was easy. My hand was still in Tom's, and he was squeezing it tightly. A mouth, obviously belonging to the two hands, began to work on my rod. There is something absolutely fantastic, and exhilerating, about such a clandestine environment. It didn't take long and I shot my load into my host. As I ejaculated, I squeezed Tom's hand tighter, and then relaxed. As my host milked me for several minutes afterward. I felt Tom's grip also increase, and as I looked up the stairs saw his head pressed back tight against the wall and moving from side to side. The two at the top of the stairs had apparently finished because there was only one figure standing there in the process of refastening his pants. I let go of Tom's hand and started refastening my own pants. I felt Tom behind me starting to head back down and I turned to lead the way. Going down was easier. Our eyes were now fully accustomed to the dark, and we were headed toward the light rather than away from it. There must have been at least ten people on the upper reaches of the stairway and landing, that we passed as we went down. Obviously more people had arrived since us. I opened our door and we slipped in and locked it behind us. "This is quite some hotel," Tom said somewhat sarcasticly. "That many people couldn't have gotten up the stairway without the desk being aware of it, unless there's some other way to get in." We both agreed. I set the alarm, stripped nude, washed up quickly at the sink in the room and climbed into bed. Tom wasn't far behind. I watched him pull down his skivies, carefully wash his dick and balls, rinse and then towel them off. Tom switched off the light, and I felt the covers lift as he snuggled in beside me. I was pleasantly surprised by a quick kiss, and a whispered, "I think I'm falling in love with you." What a way to fall asleep. @#$%^%^%$ alarm. It was time to get up. I struggled out of bed, slipped on my boxers and sandals, and grabbed a towel. I figured there was no need for anything more at 4:30 am. I opened the door, only to trip over a leg stretched across the opening. The guy barely stirred, and I headed for the shower. The hot water felt good. I finished in record time and headed back so Tom could get done. When I got back to the door, the leg and body were gone. I opened the door a got a real surprise. There was the body on the floor, with Tom straddling it. "What in the hell are you doing, we have a plane to catch." "Don't worry so much," he said. "This guy is stoned to the point that he isn't going to wake up for quite a while, I wanted to try an experiment. I want to see if a guy that is comletely stoned can get a hard on." With that he undid the only button securing the guy's pants, (the fly was still open apparently from last night), and slid them down around his ankles. Tom started stroking the guy's limp prick and it started to fill out. The guy started to stir, and he started mumbling something. His eyes never opened the whole time. The more Tom stroked the more the guy stirred, his face changing from a smile to a frown and then back. If he was dreaming, I'd have loved to know what it was. His mumblings suddenly became words, "Oh shit Heinz, that feels so good. Lube me up and fuck me hard." The words slurred back into unintelligible mumblings again. I was about to see a slightly sadistic side of Tom. He continued to stroke the guy's bone, and said "Lets give him a thrill, hand me that almost new tube of toothpaste." I took over the stroking. Tom lifted the guy's legs in the air so his pucker was plainly visible. He squeezed a dollup of the menthol cream on his ass and started massaging it in. "Oh, Heinz, you are so good," came a few intelligent words. Tom, continued to work his fingers into the guys rectum. Finally he took the open end of the tube and worked it almost all the way in. Squeezing slowly, he withdrew the tube, leaving the paste to take it's place. The whole time the guy was smiling and squirming in ecstasy. About half way thru the withdrawal the guy started to shoot. The first load landed on his face and the next ones down the front of his shirt. Tom finished, and stuffed the empty tube into the guy's pocket, and pulled up his pants. I checked outside the door. All was quiet. We grabbed his arms and legs and hauled him up the stairs to the first landing. He immediately curled up in a fetal position asleep. Tom quickly cleaned up, we packed our stuff and headed for the station. "I would love to see what happens when the guy comes to his senses, the cum all over him, and that strange tingling sensation in his ass," Tom said as we entered the station. We arrived at the air terminal with the requisite 2 hrs to spare suggested for international flights. Those next 2 hours we spent people watching. Trying to guess what each person had done last night, and whether they would ever guess our last 12 hours, (or three weeks for that matter). Finally we boarded the plane. It was packed. We got into our seats and finally realized that this was the last leg of a fantastic summer vacation. It still didn't seem like we'd been here for three whole weeks. "You guys look like you a really tired. Would you like some pillows and blankets?" It was a very handsome young steward, accompanied by a very attractive stewardess. "Sure, thanks." Unfortunately that handsome young steward never materialized into anything more than a handsome young steward. Although both Tom and I had some nice conversations with him. But we could dream! Both Tom and I slept for at least three hours of that flight. Neither of us can remember what movie they showed. At one point, I thought maybe a trip to the head might excite me. On other flights I had had great fun jacking off in front of the mirror while the plane did wierd things around me. Nothing. We did have an excellent lunch, and a small but nice dinner during the flight. Finally we touched down in Baltimore. U.S. customs went marvelously smooth, and I had the guts to ask the customs agent why things seemed to go so much faster than the last time I'd been through. He agreed, and said the new passports that could be read by computer helped, but more than that, the exchange rate made it unlikely anyone would try to smuggle goods into the U.S. that they could get cheaper here. Other than the push on to stop drugs, their jobs had gotten simpler. When I finished, Tom was waiting for me at the exit to the customs area. We pushed open the doors and waded into the crowd waiting for other arrivees. At the back we could see Mike and Bill with their current girl friends waving frantically for our attention. When we got to them, they grabbed our packs, we gave them big hugs, planted little pecks on each of the girl's cheeks, and headed out the doors. Bill said, "Well tell us all about the trip, and what you did." ................. The End
bestiality/dog-gone.txt	Date: Thu, 25 Nov 2004 14:20:01 +1300 (NZDT) From: Dave Elliott <hakkenin2004@yahoo.co.nz> Subject: Dog Gone Warning the content of this story could offend some people, it contains bestiality, explicit sex description and coarse language. Discretion is strongly advised. Dave Elliott: Fantasy Fiction The some of this story is true. I'm sure the reader will discern where the truth finishes and the total fantasy fiction begins. Bart was a cross between a Labrador and an Alsation. If memory serves me right the neighbours must have owned him for four years now. I remember when he was just a pup, he was a frisky little fella then and he still was four years later. At the time I was unemployed, it had been a bitter blow to learn one day that the job I thought was going to be a career for the rest of my life had suddenly come to an end. Fortunately my wife had a good job with a good income being an executive for the firm kept her busy with the odd trip away for days at a time. She was also working longer hours at the office and sometimes never got home till late at night and the odd early morning We cut back on the expenses to accommodate our new life style and found that life was not too difficult and we could manage quite nicely. I took up the role of housewife a position I loved. It fitted in with my longing to be a woman, with a husband of my own to look after. Anyone of my past or present boyfriends would have suited, but then had I been a woman I doubt I would have been an attraction for them. The good nights were when my wife went on a trip. I could dress in my female clothing and entertain my male friends the way I liked to entertain my male friends. (We digress.) As my wife and my neighbours (Tom and Shirley) worked during the day I had plenty of time to myself, one the house work was completed, I could spend time in the garden. The summer days had been hot and I had a good quiet hideaway behind the garden shed where I could go and sunbathe in the nude, getting a very nice healthy looking suntan. I liked to keep fit look good for my boyfriends who seemed to appreciate my efforts. My friend and companion during theses days was Bart. He would hear me in the garden then come trooping round for company. Likewise I enjoyed having him to talk to. The thing was he always seemed randy, just about every time he was with me he had a hard on, either standing or sitting next to me, this hard red slimy thing was standing erect inviting me to do something with it. He would follow me from place to place, his back arched and he kept stabbing at the air as if he was fucking some bitch on heat. I would eye it up and thought hell this bugger has a bigger dick than me, then give him a friendly pat and tell him he was a good boy. If I was kneeling in the garden pulling weeds, the randy sod would try to mount me. His hind end moving back and forth as if he was inside me. "Get off you randy bugger" I would shout at him, and try and chase him away. He'd run a few steps then return. He thought it was some sort of game. One day he tried to mount my arm, wrapping his front legs tightly around it, making his arse go back and forth. This time I could feel the warmth of his erection on the back of my hand, turning my hand around it now fitted in my palm, it was warm and wet as I closed around his erection. His arse was still swinging back and forth with my hand around the shaft. "Oh god that feels good" I thought giving it a bit of a wank also. "Hey you randy bugger you're going to get me into trouble" I said to him, releasing my grip on his cock and pushing him away. He didn't go far, just turned sat down and looked at me, his erection standing proud between his legs. I left him sitting there as I went to find the inflatable bed to sunbathe with. Bart followed me behind the shed and watched as I set it up. Taking off my clothes was a joy as I let the breeze and suns rays flow over my body. Then taking the sunscreen I spread it over my body, lay on the daybed face down, letting my naked ass receive the suns rays. Bart slowly came to join me, flopping down not too far away, and his erection now gone. With both of us stretched out I began to doze off, dreaming and fantasizing. When I opened my eyes again I looked at Bart stretched out beside me but this time his erection was back, no doubt dreaming of some bitch he was fucking or would like to fuck. Suddenly and idea struck me. Just how far would he really go? He was always making out he wanted sex with me but would he actually do it. I'd fantasize about being fucked by a dog, but never thought it could or would happen. I quietly took the top off the tube of suntan lotion, spread a quantity on my finger and inserted it into my anal, gently working it well in. A small branch with a leaf on it lay on the ground not too distant from where I was, reaching out I picked it up and very gently tickled Bart along his erection. That did it. In an instant he was up on all fours quite happy to let me tickle his cock with the twig. "Now you randy bastard let's see if you're any good, or just all talk" I thought. I got up on all fours, making as if I was a bitch, and then presented him with my now hot for it rear end, sticking it invitingly in his face. His nose sniffed, then his tongue started to lick at my ass. Ohhhhh it felt good. What happened next took me completely of guard and it happened very quickly, quicker that I can describe it. Imagine this within a few seconds. His paws were on my back, his arse going back and forth stabbing the air. I could feel his warm hard erection hitting against my hind end but not going in, I thought maybe I should guide it, then the thrust of his arse found my entrance, second thrust got penetration half way, and third upward thrust got full penetration. His paws slid from my back scratching my skin. His front legs locked around my waist, his arse at full speed sending the shaft in and out at a great rate of knots like a cars piston and con rod. "Ohhh arrrr!" I screamed biting my bottom lip to stop any further sound as he entered me. I didn't know a dog could be so strong, his paws and front legs were around me like a vice, I couldn't get out even if I wanted to. The initial shock over and the steady hump, hump, hump as his hind end slammed into mine. His hairy body was pressed against mine. I was starting to enjoy it. God I like it I said to myself. These weren't long easy motions like my male lovers, slow and easy to start then speeding up with the gravy strokes and the eventual explosion. They were fast and furious as if he were in a hurry to get his semen inside me I could feel his hot breath and saliva trickle on my neck. His long tongue linking and his breath panting in my ear. My heart was pounding and my body tingled with excitement. Then I suddenly realised "Oh god he's inside me and, and yes I'm actually being fucked, but not only being fucked, I was being fucked by a dog" Hump, hump, hump. The well oiled machine stuck to my ass going non stop. After stroke thirty I was well opened up as the joy of being fucked settled on me. I was thinking "God I hope no one can see us, me on my hands and knees and a dog up my ass fucking me" His hind end stopped and I thought "I wonder if he's coming" He shuffled on his back legs form one leg to the other and then I felt his grip on me tighten as he started again. Hump, hump, hump. His cock was like a piston as it shot back and forth, just a quick flash of red flesh as it pulled back ready to thrust forward and inward once again to be buried inside my ass. I didn't realize dogs could fuck for as long as they could, I was starting to panic wondering when he was going to cum. Then after his third of forth shuffle he remained still. This time he did not start up again, we remained locked together I felt my pussy-ass swelling up as his cock started to knot inside me. Oh god I'd heard about it but never really thought it happened that way. Then lifting his leg over my back end we became like two bookends as we stood ass to ass. "I should really try and get out of this" I thought more in panic than desire, I really was enjoying it. I tried to walk forward on my hands and knees to get away from him. There was no way I was going to get out; I was pulling him back with me. It hurt me and he gave a loud yelp and I remained still. Not wanting any nosy neighbour sticking their head over the fence I was obviously locked into him; neither of us could move until he'd finished transferring his seed, my asshole was stretched wide with his enlarged knotted cock inside me. Now I was in a panic. "Oh god what if someone came looking for me right now, there was no quick escape" I thought "Oh god hurry up and cum Bart" I was saying to him It must have been another five minutes then with his semen safely delivered his cock reduced and slipped away as he disengaged making a suction noise. He took a couple of strides then flopped down exhausted. I felt the remnants of his sperm on my pussy ass leaving me in no doubt that he'd made a deposit. "Well thanks Bart...I'm sorry though you won't be having any puppies from your efforts" I said to him, as if he understood he returned a woof. "You're a very good boy though...well done" I said giving him a hug and a pat. "Come on we'll have to give you a reward for that eh" then putting on pair of shorts headed for the house. I found some candy in the cupboard which he took with great delight. Then I headed form the shower to rid myself of the doggy scent that lingered on my skin. Bart now had a great incentive to pay me visits. Next visit was the same thing, this time he came right next to me but instead of lying down he sat next to me his cock as stiff as ever. "Now what do you want my friend as if I didn't know" I said to him. Then reaching for the cream I spread it in with two fingers making my anal as large as possible. Then presenting my hot ass to him like a bitch it was the same again, this time I was ready for him and it came as no surprise. Each visit was now becoming the same. I'd go to the day bed, Bart would be there ready to earn his treats. The summer was long and hot, I still hadn't found a job, not that I was looking too hard. I enjoyed my regular activities with Bart. The days became weeks. We were now used to each other, it was becoming a habit. If I was dozing on the day bed. Hot breath and licking at my face or licking my ass told me Bart was there and ready for action. I realized I had become his bitch, ready for action whenever he wanted it. I on the other hand had a dog as a lover, and I would talk to him in a tender loving way, giving him plenty of affection and cuddles. Hell I must be in love with him. When we were together fucking I would tell him. "Oh Bart I wish I was your real bitch then I could have your puppies" It was now a constant wish, I'd lie in bed wishing I was a dog, I couldn't get rid of the thought, and I had an obsession to be a bitch. God I'd do anything to be a bitch. Sometimes saying it out loud when no one else was around. If ever I came back to earth and if I could not be a woman, then please make me a dog, a bitch. I would tell myself. When the weather started to get colder, we continued inside. I would hear him scratching at the door to be in, once open he would head for the bedroom and I would follow him discarding my clothes as I went. I continued to tell him how I wished I was a real bitch for him and would like to have his puppies. Then one day there was a scratching at the door. There he is my lover. I said to myself and went to open the door, sure enough it was Bart, but there was another dog with him a mean looking Doberman with evil eyes that were glowing, it was like something from a Stephen King movie. Bart went passed me heading for the bedroom, the Doberman gave a savage growl and followed Bart. "Whoa Bart who's this a friend eh want to play threesomes" As usual I started to strip off my clothing so that I would be near nude by the time I reached the bedroom. The Doberman gave me a mean eye and a growl coming from his throat. I also noticed that Bart for the first time did not sit with a hard on, but the Doberman standing poised did. I stood looking at the two of them wondering what I should do; I didn't like the look of this mean bastard. Then he bared his teeth, nostrils flared and growled, glaring at me. I was in a quandary as what to do so I got down on my hands and knees, keeping my head down in subservience. He continued to growl as he circled around me, once to the right then to the left. I saw his hard red cock as he passed making stabbing movements as he went. He was behind me now then suddenly he was mounting me paws scratching my back as his front legs slid around my midriff clamping me like a vice. He kept stabbing at my hind end searching for the entrance to my love tunnel; it felt hot each time it touched against my naked ass. I manoeuvred myself for entry as he hit the mark and an inward thrust made penetration two quick strokes saw it fully embedded inside. I screamed in pain. Not so much with the entry, he was now fully inside and his hind end was going like mad. It was like some one had pushed red hot pokers up my ass and it was on fire. I tried to break free but his grip was too strong and his fierce growling and gripping my neck with his jaws made me think twice. All the time he fucked me hump, hump, hump, it was a hot rod going back and forth, I'd never experienced anything like it. I liked the fucking but this was different his cock flying in and out of my eager willing pussy ass. All movement suddenly stopped, his tongue hanging from the side of his mouth saliva dripping on my neck a fierce growl then he continued again. "Oh god how come his cock felt so hot" I thought, then the pounding continued. The flash of red flesh then lost from sight as it plunged back inside. Then all movement stopped; leg over and ass to ass I now knew the drill to being a bitch. The swelling and knotting in my ass passage, oh my god it was hot. I knew it was a waist of time trying to break free, we were firmly connected. I could actually feel hot fluid being pumped inside me, his come was also hot. I asked myself what was happening. We stood there ass to ass for a few minutes as his semen filled my pussy ass. Then I felt his cock subside, and the now familiar slurp and suction sound as he disengaged but his hot fluid still burned like acid inside me. He made for the door growling until I opened it and willingly let him out. Oh god my arse was on fire. Bart was ready to leave also and shot out the door leaving my by myself. "Heh what's up Bart aren't we friends any more" but he was gone. The rest of the day my arse burned like fire and for the next three days. I was starting to get very concerned that I may have to go and see the doctor. God how do I explain it. My other concern was that the animal may have had some infectious disease which now affected me. By the third day it had gone there was no more burning inside me and I thought thank god for that, but it wasn't the end it was just the beginning, only at the time I was unaware that the burning acid was making changes to my body. Of course Bart returned and we set about where we had left off. I was real glad, because I'd missed him. It was like I'd been jilted by a lover and I was love sick not being able to understand why my lover had deserted me. However all was now well as his ass slammed against mine as I knelt on hands and knees in the bedroom I was once again his bitch. The days were passing but something was wrong, it felt as though my body was changing. I had frequent body pains, sometime lasting only minutes other times an hour or more. The headaches were intense and sometimes unbearable Bart still came over for a regular fuck and all seemed well, but it was definitely not. My legs were getting shorter I'd lost height; my body was gaining more hair, my tongue was somewhat longer, I could reach well up and over my nose. My cock and balls were starting to shrivel up like over ripe fruit on the tree that hadn't been picked and left to rot. It was slow change but one I could see happening. Some weeks later I woke up with an intense feeling a sense of being on heat. God I would do anything for a fuck. I wanted to mate, I needed to mate. I just had to be with Bart today. I wanted it more than anything in the world. I just wanted to be fucked. When I'd finished the household chores, I took a walk around the block. I became aware that first a dog was following me, and then as I walked further I was accumulating more followers. I tried to chase them away, but every time I'd walked a few meters, when I turned there they were all theses bogs, some big come small. "What's the matter with you all...bugger off" I shouted at them, but to no avail. God I was feeling randy, perhaps one of these fellahs could oblige me. I thought. I made for the house and the sanctuary of the back garden, closing the gate on my followers. Bart was already there. I'd never seen him so excited jumping up and barking. Making for the secluded area I placed the day bed and stripped off all clothing it was colder but still warm enough to strip. God I was looking forward to this, being with my lover. I was about to get down on all fours when Bart was already up on his hind legs, front legs tight around my middle, both in a standing up position as he tried thrusting his cock in my ass, as I bent down on hands and knees I could feel the warm of his erection as it stabbed at me, within a moment he found the mark and his ass was going with great intensity. I was so engrossed in being fucked it took a while to realise that the other dogs were getting through a hole in the fence and were sitting or walking around watching Bart and I, some with hard red erections on. Now it dawned on me the feeling I had was the same as that of every bitch on heat. I was on heat and these dogs realised that and had followed me, with the intention of getting their share. Bart was very much fired up and it showed in the intensity of his actions. As Bart knotted himself inside me.We stood ass to ass I looked at the other dogs that were now becoming restless, knowing that Bart was all but finished. It was going to be one of them next. Waiting for Bart to unload his sperm I looked at each one of them, wondering who would make the move. After being locked ass to ass for five minutes or so my expanded tunnel felt Barts cock reduce in size making it possible for him to disengage. There was a sudden rush as three of the larger dogs barking and trying to bight one another as they made to take over from Bart. I looked over my shoulder to see the black Labrador as he sprung onto my back, claws scratching as his front legs and paws locked tight around my waist and hind end already swinging back and forth, One two three shots, then in. his fast and furious strokes as he hurried to fill my ass with his cum. There must have been about ten dogs all sniffing, shuffling, and waiting. On hands and knees, a randy horny dog ramming me up the ass, I looked at the assortment of dogs waiting their turn among them two or three mongrels of unknown parentage medium size. An Alsatian who was obviously going to be next, he was walking round and round with a big red hard on, his back arched, stabbing the air, growling at my other would be suitors trying to imagine what it was going to be like. There was a couple of smaller terriers, sitting with patience again red dicks at the ready. I did wonder how these little fellow's were going to make it. After the Alsatian came the Boxer. To accommodate the smaller dogs I lay on my back, with delighted yelps they climbed between my wide open legs, scratching my stomach in the process, little hind ends in motion before I could feel there cocks slapping at my ass. Some did not go all the way after a few strokes they would slip out, reconnect then slip out, after which they would just give up and leave. Perhaps half managed to knot up, go ass to ass then pass their sperm. It was an intense few days until the feeling passed. My wife could not understand why every time she returned home there was so many dogs hanging around. She also complained that the house always smelled of dogs. Had I been bringing in Bart to feed him?. It was my own oder that was developing. I tried hard to have as many showers as I could, but it would not rid me of my doggy smell. It eventually got to the point when my wife asked "Are you all right...you seem to be sick or something" "No, no I'm great" I lied, but the change continued. I was now having difficulty with my speech; it took great effort to converse with people. "Heh I do think you should see a doctor Robert, there's definitely something wrong with you" "No, no growl I'm growl Fine" I said with great difficulty. "God listen to yourself, you don't even sound like you and you growl all the time these days. You're starting to sound like a dog, and come to think of it you're starting to look like one. You stoop now which you have never done before, you always carried yourself so well, look at the hair on your body and does it not bother you that you've also lost some of your height, you don't even come up to my shoulder now and you tell me there is nothing wrong with you.... I'm going to make an appointment for you if you won't do it" She said. She was correct, I knew things weren't right. I could feel the change within. I'd never told her that I had what I thought was a tail growing also, at the bottom of my spine an extension had formed and it was quite prominent now. It all went back to the time and that Doberman with his glowing eyes his hot poker like cock followed by the hot liquid. What was the connection, I shuddered to think, but there was a connection of that I was certain. After phoning the doctors surgery she told me that I had an appointment two days from now. I wanted to tell her that there was no need but I found it difficult to speak. As I'd been having difficulty with conversation I'd stopped talking to people. I merely nodded with a growl coming from my throat. As it happened I was never going to get to see the doctor. The following day after she had gone to work things were starting to speed up. I could see in the mirror how my body was starting to look. From the time she left to mid morning I was different. If she had been concerned before, she would have been alarmed at the sight of me now. I was hunched over even more, my hands and feet were receding and my mouth had elongated outward like a snout. My tongue, which had also been growing was even longer as it hung from the side of my mouth. My hands were starting to disappear a lot smaller now and nails were slowly turning to claws. The end was near, very near. I could not stand on my legs, it was easier to walk on all fours as the length of my legs started to match my arms that were also turning into legs. Another hour and it would be complete. Tick, tick, tick, the clock was counting down now. Like in the movies when you see the digits on a time bomb. 25, 24, 23, 22. I tried to put a sentence together; all that came out was woof, woof, woof. Oh god my power of speech had gone, taken from me. There was scratching at the door. I tried to say hold on I'm coming Bart but again all I could say was woof, woof, woof. I heard his reply but to my amazement I could understand him. "Woof, woof, woof" or hurry my love I need you" I padded down the hallway my hands starting to look more like paws, I now had hind legs, my own legs had vanished, my feet like my hands were almost gone, instead a matching pair of paws taking their place I had little time left to open the door. On hind legs I reached the door as my ever-diminishing hands gripped the handle and with one last effort managed to open it. Bart burst through "Oh you are looking good bitch, let's get to the bedroom quick" I now fully understood his barks, woofs and throat noises. As he followed me he was sniffing and licking my behind. "You also smell good" He now examined me going round and round. Licking my face and in turn I was licking his. I could see his hard red wet erection; my head went under his belly as I started to lick at his warm sticky prick "Oh nice, nice very nice" He woofed. After licking at it for a while he pulled away and started to circle around me. I bowed my head low in subservient fashion. I felt his nose at my ass, his tongue licking at it. Paws on my back. Then the first thrust at my entrance the second thrust forcing the hot wet rod half in, the third thrust and it was complete, all the way in as his hips and arse swayed back and forth behind me. Ohhh it was the first time I was being fucked in my new role as a dog. My life was now changed forever As he fucked me I sensed the change was complete, my hands were no longer there just big paws with claws attached. My tongue hung from my mouth panting hot breath as my mate humped behind me. His tongue like mine hung from the side of his mouth emitting hot breath and saliva "Oh lord this is wonderful" I thought to myself. I love being a dog Bart's thrusts were fast and furious, the red hard moist cock sliding in and out of me as his hips swayed back and forth and banging up hard against my rear end "Grrr woof, woof" This is what you've always wished for isn't it, to be a real bitch for me. "Yes but I never thought it would happen...just how did it happen" I asked "Don't ask why or how.... You got what you wished for...now let me get on fucking you" His hind end continuing to thrust in and out. "Now you can have all the puppies you want" Oh god that's right I suppose it must be possible to get pregnant and there were no contraceptive pills for me. I just stood there perfectly still as his arse slammed into to me, his front legs tight around my middle. "I'm going to cum" he said. Well at least now I new when it was time. Cocking his leg over as his cock swelled inside me making a tight seal, ass to ass.. We were locked together tight as he injected his love juice deep inside I stood there patiently, whilst his rod throbbed and pulsed in the final throws of its stiff erection. At last I felt it slip from within, my cunt all wet and sticky. He started licking himself clean. I suddenly realised that that was the way I would have to clean myself from now on as I found a corner to continue with my own cleansing, tasting traces of his and my own body fluid. Now it dawned on me we had a problem, with paws instead of hands how was I going to open the door. I padded down the hallway to the front entrance, as much as I tried I could not grip the round handle with my paws, all I was managing to do was scratch the material with my claws. I tried to grip it with my mouth but still could not manage to turn it. "What are we going to do now" Bart asked. "Hell I don't know but there will be hell to play when my wife gets back" "Your wife, your wife, don't be stupid, you no longer have a wife, your with me now...you're my bitch, your wife is no longer going to recognise you, go take a look in the mirror" I ran to the bedroom and peered at the wall mirror. I knew the change had taken place but I had not totally seen myself Oh god he was right, I knew I'd changed but the image before me was of a dog. I was a Doberman bitch If I couldn't recognise myself how would my wife, and I couldn't have a conversation with her either. "Well one thing is for certain we can't get out of here until the women of the house returns and lets us out...she may not take too kindly to seeing a couple of dogs waiting for her" "What are we going to do Bart, and what do I do." "We sit and wait my bitch we sit and wait, I have a place we can go to for the night when we get out. I'll leave you there and come back in the morning" As the day wore on there was another feeling going through my body and I'd had before. "Bart you know that time when all the dogs in the neighbourhood came sniffing round me and they took turns at fucking me" "Yes" He replied "I can feel it coming on again it's just like the last time" "Oh hell you're on heat we've got to get you out of here and to that place I told you about, before the other dogs get to you first...this is your first time, you'll soon be carrying pups bitch" The feeling was getting worse and I wanted Bart to fuck me more than anything in the whole wide world. I kept thrusting my hind up close so that he could enter me I told Bart I was ready for him. I wanted his seed, but to my surprise he refused and said we had to get to the warehouse where he intended to take me Then I heard the car in the drive. "Oh lord she's here Bart" "Get ready we may have to make a dash for it" I heard her footsteps as she approached then the key in the lock, the door opening. "Good god what the hell is this. Where did you two come from, who let you in Bart? Robert.... Robert what are these dogs doing in the house" I heard her shouting my name. "Honey I'm here look it's really me" That was a mistake. "Bark, bark, bark" was not going to help. It only frightened her to have a dog bark at her. "Get out, get out" She screamed at us. I took off out the door tail between my legs with Bart right behind. "Come on follow me and hurry" He said "Where to" I asked "Just follow me" I scampered along behind him. Along streets through broken fences across empty sections, then to a broken down factory with sheds on it. One of the sheds had a hole in the side just big enough for us to squeeze under. Once inside he said "Right you have to wait here...I'll be back in the morning for you" "No, no don't leave me here all alone I've never done this before, I'm scared" "Don't worry you'll be safe here just wait and I'll be back" He squeezed back out through the hole in the side I was all alone with my thoughts, where do I go, and what do I do. I was sniffing around the empty shed, Old discarded boxes littered the place I could smell that another dog had been there, quite recently. Then I heard it, a deep fierce growl behind me. I spun around, my tail between my legs and I was looking straight into the eyes of the Doberman, baring his teeth and growling. "Well now that you have your wish are you enjoying being a dog and a bitch?" I just stood there trembling and cowering in his presence "You don't have to worry...I'm only here to fulfil another of your wishes...as I know you're on heat your ready for me...I'm going to impregnate you with my seed... then you can have my litter of puppies, now stand straight, present yourself to me and stop whimpering" He circled my trembling body sniffing me and licking my behind. First to the right and then to the left "Oh god he's going to put that red hot cock inside me" I was saying to myself. I would have more painful heat pains. Once again the paws, His arse pulled back then thrust inward hitting dead centre and making entry. The second thrust drove it straight up and in and his arse immediately started to go twenty to the dozen behind me slamming his balls hard into my backside. But this time there was no red hot feeling, it was just straight fucking, His motion was steady and fast, back and forth, in and out, in and out, thrust, thrust, and thrust. Oh my god this was fantastic, it felt big and warm inside me, sliding back and forth like a well oiled piece of machinery, every so often he would stop humping, tighten his grip around my middle making sure I was not going to escape. The growls in my ear, reinforcing who was master of the situation. Only the flash of red as his cock pulled back then thrust forward once more. The moment for implantation, with the final forward thrust all motion stopped, He cocked his leg over and we stood there asshole to asshole I felt the knot in his cock, we were now tied together, there was no escaping until his juice was spent, his seed erupted and spewed from his hard red cock firing his fluid deep inside me, the little tadpoles in his sperm racing to find my eggs and eagerly fertilise them. Staying locked together whilst the process was taking place. His job now completed he withdrew. " My seed is planted. You'll have my puppies be a good mother to them" "I'm going to leave you now, others have got your scent and are waiting for me to leave, I think you are going to have a very busy night, indeed a very busy week. It does not matter at this moment your eggs are being fertilised, so you see it makes no difference how many fuck you from now on they will still be my puppies. He turned and skulked off. Having seen him leave others were squeezing in through the hole in the wall. I stood there watching as they moved closer, some growling at each other wanting to be the first. It was the Alsation who made the first move as I felt him enter me. The night wore on and it was one action replay after another. As one finished, there would be frenzied activity as to who would be next. Another pair of strong legs would wrap around my middle and the familiar hump, hump, hump. God this was only the first day of being on heat. I was going to be worn out before the week was up, with every dog in the neighbourhood following and hounding me. I knew I was pregnant it was just going to be a matter of time. I remained in the old warehouse until I was off heat, hunger and thirst eventually drove me out. Bart turned up on the same day. I told him I had to do something, I could not live here, and the bones he'd brought was not enough to keep me going. "We'll head for my house I have some food in the bowl you can have that and some water" It was better than nothing. I had to be careful that the animal welfare guy did not see me. I had no collar and no registration disc. I could be pulled in and taken to the pound. We managed to make it to Bart's house where the food and water had never tasted better. I realised for the first time what it was like to be a stray dog. I had no where to go and eventually the pound was going to catch me. If I didn't find a home and an owner I was up the well known creek. I decided to hang around my old house and wait for my now ex wife to turn up. I had no idea what I was going to do. There was no way I could communicate with her, all I know is I had to do something. Fortune was going my way. She arrived home early from work and on seeing me sitting in the drive she was surprisingly friendly. "Oh are you back again...you look worse for ware. Would you like a drink of water?" All I could do was wag my tail and woof. One of our porcelain bowls was presented to me with some water in it which I gulped down quenching my thirst. "Whoa would you like something to eat" "Woof! Woof!" I replied excitedly. After the feed she said "What am I going to do with you, you can stop here tonight but I'll have to see what I'm going to do with you tomorrow" That was good enough for me at least I had a few hours freedom. Watered and fed I felt better; things didn't seem quite as bad. I was even given a blanket and a place in the laundry to put my head. It was this that gave me the chance to prove my worth. That night as my ex wife lay asleep. I sensed that some one was trying to break in. Then I heard my ex wife scream and a man's voice telling her to shut up. "Don't scream or resist me all I want is a little time and fun with you then I'll leave you alone...come on sweetheart spread your legs" That did it I was mad fully aware of what was going on I dashed for the bedroom growling fiercely and bearing my teeth. The intruder was obviously unaware that she had a dog, he had probably cased the joint before and had not realised that she had taken a dog in as a lodger. He jump from the bed petrified shouting for her to call me off. I continued to growl and look fierce as my ex wife rang for the police. Suddenly I was the heroin of the piece. The cops said she had been lucky, that the rapist had been on the loose for a couple of weeks with attacks on other women. Now I had a home and a mistress to look after me. And indeed for me to look after her. A couple of weeks later I got a real shock. Some guy turns up at her door. I'm growling at him when my mistress tells me to be quiet says "This is Graham, Dawn he's my friend" Dawn being my new name. So where does Graham come into it. I was about to find out. Getting close to her he puts his arms around her, hands on her buttocks and they start to kiss. I could hear them, talking words of endearment. "Oh darling I've missed you so much" That was my ex wife now mistress. "I just had to come and see you" He replied "Any word from your husband" "No and good riddance, I don't care if he doesn't come back. I was going to tell him it was over between us anyway" "So where did the dog come from" He asked "No idea Robert left then the dog turned up...I got the better deal" There was more kissing and fondling. "Oh god I've missed you so much" He said "And I've got a raging hard on" "Come on let us go in the bedroom for a while" She replied then took his hand and led him inside. I was kept outside on that occasion, it was about two hours later when they came out with satisfaction written all over their faces as he got in his car and drove off. I saw more and more of him as time passed, then he moved in altogether. I was getting fatter as the puppies started to grow. My mistress realising I was pregnant took me to the vets. Eventually I had a litter of six, four male two female, all eventually sold to good homes. I learnt that Graham and ex wife had met at work and he'd been fucking her all that time, mind I couldn't complain I'd had my boy friends and then Bart to keep me happy, it was inevitable she would find someone to keep her happy. All in all life was pretty sweat. Wife had her boy friend I had Bart and it was like happy families. ********************************************************* Epilogue Some of the story is true; it won't take a rocket scientist to distinguish the fact from the fiction. I was Bart's bitch and he was my lover for something like five years, before Tom and Shirley moved away out of the town. They always said he was more my dog than theirs. I was the one that took him for long walks along the beach in amongst the sand dunes. We would swim and sun bathe and if he felt he wanted a fuck he had his way of telling me. Out there it was quiet with nobody to see us; I liked the sense of daring, going down on hands and knees in the hot sand with Bart doing his thing. I found out my wife did have a lover from work; she did not know I knew all this. I went home one day earlier than anticipated and saw a strange car in the drive. I went through the back door and when in the kitchen could hear sounds from the bedroom. They were the sounds of love making. "Oh, oh, oh. Ah, ah, ah" Humph, humph, humph. "Oh darling I love you I love you." I very quietly crept down the hall to the open bedroom. I did not need to stand right outside as the dressing table mirror was positioned just right. I could see a pair of very well spread legs with an arse on top going up and down. I just stood there gaping, getting a hard on, I should leave I kept telling myself but I was welded to the spot. Then there was a great Ohhh god and the arse became still. I knew he was pumping his cum inside her so I quietly left, returning about an hour later. The car had gone. When I went inside it was as if nothing had happened. I do miss my lover though.
bestiality/farm-life.txt	Date: Sun, 11 Jun 2000 17:38:11 +0200 From: varstin@hotmail.com Subject: Farm life Farm life When I was 10 years old, my mother decided to move away from the city after my farther had died. I had a lot of friends tehre, so at first I didn't like the idea at all. After a few months I grew an admiration for the country life, because there was a lot more to do than in the city. We had to move in with my uncle Jack because my mother couldn't pay for a house hereself. Uncle Jack ran a farm a few miles away from the village. On the farm there was a lot to be done. There was so much to be done, my uncle couldn't do all the things on his own. So you can understand had glad he was that we came to move in with him. My mother worked hard on the farm, so hard that she didn't always had time to play with me. But that was allright to me. there where two other boys at the farm. Mark was about 17 years old and a very kind youngman. He was a bit on the slow side, but had a good hart. He was always willing to help an other person. Michel on the other hand was the rough one of the two. He was allright also but he always seemed to get in to trouble. There were a couple of times uncle Jack wanted him to quit, but as always Michel talked his way out of trouble. Michel was 24 years old and a very experienced help. Uncle Jack would be crazy to let a boy like that go. One summer when I just turned 12 I was walking to the barn where the horses were. I was looking for Mark but I couldn't find him anywhere. When I asked uncle Jack he said that he and Michel took some horses to a ride. I was dissapointed. And I was a bit mad too. My mother had objections about me riding a horse, so I had never got to ride one of these animals. I decided to take my bike and ride down the road for a while. When the farm was out of site and I had reached the point of the threeway road, Surprisingly I heard some noise. When I listened more carefully I could clearly hear the voice of Mark. They must have gone to the river side I thought. I changed my plan I cycled to the riverside. I found the two horsed tied to a tree, but there was no site of Michel and Mark. When I walked up to the horses I heard Mark's voice again. "Come on man, let's just forget about this." I heard Mark say "Don't be a sissy Mark, we made a bet and you lost it." michel responded The sound came from a little distance away from the horses. I walked over to some bushes and saw the two guys with each other. "I lost the bet, but if I knew you were going to ask this I, I wouldn't have raced you." "It's too late for that now. You know what, you can practice on me. How a bout that?" "And what's this, you suddenly turned into a homo?" "No you smart ass, I just want you to practice a bit so you can come thru with your promise." "Okey then, but I can't promise you that I'll do the other thing." What was this all about. I didn't have a clue what they were talking about. I decided not to anounce my being there. This was kinda exciting for the moment. nd I was too curious what was going to happen. Then I saw Michel's hand reach to his jeans. And with a quick move he opened his pants. A soft cock was hanging out of his pants. "This is not going to be a problem at all" Mark said "Wait a second, you wanted some practice, you are going to get some practice. Wait untill it's hard." Michel began to move hins hand un and down over his cock, and very slowly his cock was growing to a fully operation cock. When it was hard I was imressed by the size of it. And my impression seemed to be the same as Mark's. Only he tranfered it into words. "Man, you cock is huge!" "Thanks, but flatery get's you nowhere. Lick it and then try to put it into yout mouth." Marks tongue came out and he began to lick the cock of his mate Michel. I was surprised at this, and my mind went blanc. I didn't know what to think. I'd had never been so close to an actual sexual deed. I've never considered two men to be having sex. I've always pictured it to be a man and a woman. Nobody had told me this possibility before. And now that I looked at it I felt my cock rising. I was turned on by it! It scared the hell out of me, my mind told me to run away, but my new discovered lust said I had to stay and watch. And I did. "Good boy Mark, you see it's not as hard as you think." Mark let go of the cock for a moment "I must say that it's not as bad as I thought. What if we leave it like this. What if I suck your cock some more, maybe we can call it even then." "No way Mark, you lost the bet and you're going to do as I said." With my little expeience I could possebly have know what would have happend next. I was totaly turned on but the site of these two boys doing something with each other. I found it very disturbing when Michel took the head of Mark and zipped his jeans again. Why stop? This must have felt good for Michel, what was the deal with those two. They both went over to the horses. I had left my bike at the road, so they didn't knew I was there also. I followed them back to the horses without being seen. "So Mark, here we are" "Come on, just let's go home Michel." "Stop complaining, maybe this is something you're going to remember for the rest of your life. And you'll have me to thank you for it." I thought they were going ride back to the farm, but instead they just stood beside the horses. Then Michel did something what caused my hart to miss a beat for a moment. Michel reached out his hand to the stomack of the horse and began to play with the horses cock. I couldn't believe my eyes! He was actualy touching the horses cock. And just as it happend to himself, the cock rose in his hand. He couln't even hold it with one hand at one moment. The cock grew to a gigantic size. "Now he is ready for you Mark. Come on then, no need to stall." Mark got down on his knees below the horse and actualy began to lick the horses cock. "Very good Mark, taste that cock, smell it, lick it, swallow it into your mouth, let's give this beautifull creature one hell of a blowjob. Never in my whole life had I seen such a stimulating site. It didn't felt dirty or strange, it just felt good to see this happen. Michel got rid of all his clothes and got up on the horse bud-naked. When he sat on the horse he began to run his cock over the horses back. I stood there in the bushes and looked at the things that were happening. Mark sucking a horse dick, Michel riding a horse without moving an inch, the only thing that moved was his ass. Later I understood that this was called frotage, but that is from another story. I was playing with my own cock while I was watching. Mark was defenitly getting the hang of it. "How are you doing Mark?" Michel asked "Man this is great, I never thought it would feel this good, it even tastes good." "That's good for you Mark." "What are you doing?" "Nothing of your concern, keep on licking that cock," And when Mark's tongue licked the head of the tongue again, the horse shooted his load all over the face of Mark. At first the was a bit shocked but he soon adapted and continued licking the cock while the horse was cumming. At almost the same time Michel had reached the point of cumming too and his white sperm was droping into the horses back and ran down. When the horse was done, Mark got up again and saw Michel laying on the horse. "What did you do?" "What a stupid question that is. I just came." "Well, I did my part of the bargain, now you've got me so horny I want to cum too." And Mark climbed the horse and sat behind Michel's ass. "I'm going to pretend you're a girl" Mark said "No you are not, you are going to fuck me like a real man. Don't give a shit about this girls stuff." "Alright then, here you have it." Mark began to ride Michel's ass like someone who has been a master fucker all his life. And it all happend on the back of a horse. With some firm movements Mark came into his friends ass. They laid there for w while. I was still hiding in the bushes when I noticed a stain in my pant. I didn't know what had happend, but I learned a lot taday. Michel got dressed again and Mark got up his own horse. Whitin minutes they where gone. When I got out of the bushes I walked to my bike. Suddenly I realized that they must have seen my bike. Although it was parked beside a tree. I hoped they hadden seen it. And if they did, I'd have to coem up with a pretty good story why I was there at that moment. But that was something I had to worry about later. This was the moment I began my sexual life. By this experience my life changed completely. For the good, that is....... Thank you for reading this story. If you have any coment on the story or the subject, please let me know. Every email is an extra stimulance to write another story. varstin@hotmail.com
bestiality/hitchiker-and-farmer.txt	Date: Sun, 23 Jun 2002 23:01:46 -0500 From: mikeallworden@hotmail.com Subject: THE HITCHIKER AND THE FARMER THE STORY YOU ARE ABOUT TO READ IS DEDICATED TO MY DARLING BABE BOBBY WHO HAS BECOME TO MEAN SO MUCH TO ME IN MY LIFE.THIS STORY IS ALSO FICTIONAL STORY ABOUT BOBBY THE BOY WHO MIKE PICKED UPED WHEN HE WAS OUT DRIVING IN THE DESERT FROM HIS FARMHOUSE.IF YOU DONT LIKE THE STORY YOU ARE ABOUT TO READ PLEASE DO NOT READ ON ANY FURTHER.IF YOU ARE A MINOR PLEASE DO NOT READ ON ANY FURTHER EITHER.IF YOU ARE INT RESTED IN STORIES LIKE THESE PLEASE FEEL FREE TO READ ON FURTHER AND WE HOPE YOU LIKE WHAT YOU ABOUT TO READ the next morning after mike and billy woke up from making love they got up and got ready for work.while having breakfast billy said he was not feeling well enough to goto to work on the farm.so he said he would go back to bed for awhile till he was feeling better.so mike so mike said that was fine and gave billy a kiss on the lips then leaves for work on the farm.while mike was out working on the farm.billy gets a phone call from one of his old lovers and asked him to come over to keep him company while mike was working in the fields on the farm. after working in the fields for a few hours mike had to come back to the house to get a few more things he forgot that he needed to work in the fields again.when mike got back to the house he walked into the bedroom to get the things that he had forgot.when he got into the bedroom he caught billy in his bed with his with billy's old lover and he got real mad over that and pulled billy out of his bed and dragged billy into the lounge room naked to find out why billy was sleeping with his old lover, while they were yelling at each other in the lounge room,billy told mike things have not been working out for them for a few months now.when mike heard that he exploded again at billy then told told billy to get his old lover out of the bed and get him out of the house with his old lover by time i got back to the house again. after mike said that to billy he stormed out of the house and went for a drive in the desert with his dog ranger.while mike was driving in the desert not far from his house.he saw this young boy walking in the desert.so mike stopped by the young boy are you lost. the young boy says im lost and could you give me a ride and on the way mike starts to rub bobby's leg. while mike's dog is in the back of the jeep and he starts licking mikes face. and its like a desert so mike pulls off to pee and bobby sees mike's dick. and then then ranger starts to lick mike's cock after he had a pee and bobby's cock gets hard looking at seeing mike peeing in the desert. Then mike says its to hot to wear clothes so lets take them off so i do and then mike comes over to sucks bobby's cock after awhile ranger starts to lick bobby's face which is a shock to him at first then bobby decides to gets out the jeep to help mike put a blanket on the ground.as I got out of Mike's jeep and he had the blanket already on the ground. Why don't you take off your clothes now Bobby? he said. It was hot so I pulled off my shoes and socks and tee shirt and was pulling down my shorts when I looked over at Mike. He was already naked and I got horny when I saw his dick hanging down. It was bigger then mine but it didn't have any hair on it, bobby said. The only other men I saw naked were my older brothers and my dad and they all had lots of hair there. So I asked him why he didn't have any hairs down there.He said because I shave down there, Bobby I don't like hairs there. He said to lie on the blanket and he would get me some water since it was so hot in the desert. So I lay on the blanket on my belly and all of a sudden I felt something cold on my butt. I jumped and turned and Ranger had his nose in my butt. I laughed and Mike did to. He likes your butt bobby. Mike said to me. He laughed to. Yeah I guess he does. What kind of dog is he? He's pretty. He is a yellow lab Bobby. Him and me are very good friends. Oh, cool. I told him and Mike came and laid on the blanket with me. I turned over again and was talking to Mike and I felt the cold nose again. Stop it! I laughed as I told Ranger to go away. Bobby Ranger likes your butt. If you want I'll show you what Ranger does real good. Ok what does he do? I asked him. Well put your hands on your butt cheeks and open up your crack a little and wait. Just close your eyes ok So I did. Wow! Man that feels great what's he doin' Mike? Ha ha he is licking your butt Bobby do you like that? Yes!! I never felt anything like that! Does he lick yours to Mike? Yes Bobby he does. I like it. He does more then that too! What does he do Mike? Here Bobby I will show you. I watched Mike get on his hands and knees and then he made a sound for Ranger to come here. I was totally freaked when I saw Ranger get on Mikes back and put his dog dick in Mikes butt!OMG!! Mike don't that hurt!?? I watched as Ranger's big dick went all the way in Mike's butt and Mike moaned. Mike laughed again and said no it feels great and I should try it. So I said ok let me and Mike got up and he took Ranger over to me. Bobby, do like I did and get on your hands and knees ok? So I did it. I felt Ranger licking my hole and it tickled real good. Ok I'm ready I said. I felt Ranger get on me and Mike took his dick and put it by my hole.Ow!! Oh man Mike its way to big! But Mike said to hold still I will like it. So I did. Oh ohhhhhh oww! Mike! It hurts but I like it to! Oh man it makes my dick tickle to! Wow! Mike watched as Rangers dick disappeared in my butt.I felt his big dick swell inside of my butt and it hurt but it made me feel real horny. My dick never felt so good and it was real hard and even though I never cummed b4 I knew I was going to cum now. Mike was in front of me and his dick was by my mouth. I never sucked a guy before but I opened my mouth and Mike put his dick in my mouth and I sucked him. I never felt this good before ever I thought. i was never going to cum like this before which really excited me lots.While ranger was fucking my ass real hard i started to suck hard on mike's dick also which really got him turned on because i could hear him moan loudly which also got me turned on also sucking on mike's dick and getting fucked by mike's dog ranger.after 5 mins or more i could feel ranger blow his hot warm cum inside my ass which turned me on and it made me blow my load too. Seeing bobby blow his load made mike blow his load in bobby's mouth which he really liked the feel of mike's warm sweet cum flowing down his throat.After rangers dick was soft he turned himself around to take his dick out of bobby's ass.When rangers dick was out of bobby's ass rangers jumped back into the back of the jeep and and started to lick his dick clean.after relaxing for awhile on the rug with bobby mike asked bobby if he liked ranger's dick up his ass and my sweet cum flowing down your throat and bobby said he liked it a lot which made mike feel real happy when he heard that that he leaned over to bobby and gave him a kiss on the lips which bobby liked a lot also. Then mike said to bobby we should get going back to the farm before we get burnt anymore plus also to see if my ex boyfriend and his lover has left my house and bobby agreed with that.then we started to pack up the gear for the long drive back home again.bobby said to me do i have wear clothes on the way back so i said to him no because it is still hot out here and no one will see us if go back to the farm house naked which made bobby happy when he heard that.once we got back to the farmhouse and walked inside naked we found the house empty which made me and bobby happy to come back to a empty house. After seeing the house was empty we decided to have a shower together to cool down from the long hot ride home.after having some more gay sex in the shower together we got out of the shower to go get something to eat.Mike said to bobby that he would cook us up something for dinner while bobby relaxed naked watching television.after mike and bobby had finished dinner mike suggested to bobby about watching a gay video so bobby said yes to that then mike went and got one of his numerous amounts of gay videos to watch so he and bobby could jack off while watching the video.by the time they had finished watching the video they went into mike's room for some great gay sex together which they both wanted to happen. The next morning after having great gay sex together they got up for a shower to wake up.while in the shower they made love again.Then after getting out of the shower to have breakfast still naked.bobby asked mike to show him around the farm so mike said yes he would show him around the farm then bobby said what about clothes and mike said we don't have to wear them if you don't want so bobby said i would prefer that which mike was happy about.then they walked out the door to have a look around the farm.after the door was closed bobby ran towards the barn because he wanted to see the barn first. Mike told him he had two big horses and a pony and other animals in the barn.bobby opened up the big barn doors and saw the horse in the stalls.he went over to pat him and his coat was warm and smelled good.Bobby could feel his dick getting real hard when he was near the horse.he looked at the horse and could see the horses cock slide out too which made bobby's cock get even harder still.he looked to see if mike was there yet but he was not.so he bent down and stroked the huge horses cock in his hand.bobby haw always wanted to touch a horses cock and now he was!the cock got bigger and bobby's cock got harder and harder.bobby stroked the horses cock til it was fully hard in his hand. Bobby wanted to taste the big horses cock in mouth so he bent down under the horse and licked it's head.it was between salty and sweet at the same time!bobby sucked the horses head into his mouth and at the same time his cock drooling precum on to his bare feet as he sucked the horses cock.he didn't hear the big barn doors squeak as mike come in.When mike saw bobby bent over he walked up behind him and put his big cock against bobby's tiny boy hole.he pushed it hard and it popped into bobby's boy asshole.Bobby tried to scream but the horse cock head was in his mouth.Mike pushed his cock deep into bobby's ass and bobby was loving it all. He felt mike's cock swell and fill his boy hole good.he started to suck the horses cock head harder and felt the first drips of cum on his tongue.he gulped them but more and more was filling his mouth.he had to swallow real fast or drown.the cock head had swollen that much it was stuck in bobby's mouth.mike was pumping his cock hard and fast now and bobby felt him unload big drops of cum inside his hot ass.Bobby's own cock throbbed and shot load after load of cum on the hay under the horse.Finally the horse's cock flopped out of his mouth.at the same time mike withdrew his red throbbing cock from bobby's ass still dripping cum.bobby.after that bobby laid on the hay under the horse with mike next to him.they both closed there eyes because they were both so used uped and tired that they couldn't move anymore. he wasn't ready for what happened next!he felt this hot liquid drenching him which also splashed onto mike.he opened his eyes to see the horse pissing on him and mike.he screamed and it got into his mouth!mike just laid there and laughed and laughed.after he stopped laughing he said come on bobby let's goto the creek so we could wash off there then mike said you know what that smell on you makes me hot and bobby saw mike's cock get hard again.then bobby said to mike hey fuck me outside i have always wanted to be fucked outside in the open.so mike walked up to bobby and bent him over and stuck his cock in his asshole again.it was still dripping out mike's cum from been fucked in the barn so it slide in real easy.he was fucking bobby and holding his hips when we heard a voice.hey what are you two doing? mike was scared at first then he saw it was his neighbor the farmer from next door.he said hi.bobby was trying to get free in shear embarrassment that they had been caught by mike's neighbor fucking in the open.mike wouldn't let bobby's hips go and kept on pounding his dick into him.bobby turned around and saw the farmer rub his big buldge in his levi's real well.the neighbor said well mike who is your new little friend?as he smiled at them and mike smiled at him also and said. .if you want more of this story please contact me or bobby for more of this story at mikeallworden@hotmail.com or at bartmerbum2@hotmail.com and if you have any suggestions for next story feel free to let us know also and what you thought of the story so far
bestiality/slave-to-their-demands.txt	Date: Fri, 6 Jun 2008 11:53:03 -0700 (PDT) From: St Chuck <j_bugg_00@yahoo.com> Subject: Slave to Their Demands I married Wanda because I was lonely. She was very bossy and had me doing things around the house like the wash, the dishes , cleaning and dusting. I would get home from work and she would complain about how hard she had worked all day as I started dinner. The house didn't look like it had been touched. She would tell me to come in the bedroom as she pulled her panties down and pulled my head between her legs. She squirted when she climaxed and would fill my mouth with her juices. She liked for me to lick her asshole and suck her toes. One night when I was turned on I told her that I used to suck one of my friends when I was 18 and how he fucked my ass a couple time a week. The next day she bought an 8 inch strap-on dildo. She fucked me that night and really enjoyed it. There was a single guy up the street that was there a lot when I got home from work and the night after she got the dildo he was there and she said he was staying for supper. She said to get it started as she sat with him in the front room. We ate supper and she said to do the dishes. I heard them laughing in the front room. When I finished she was sitting next to him in the recliner. I gave her a questioning look and she told me she wanted to watch me suck a dick. They both got up and she said for me to get on my knees and take his pants and underwear down. I did as she ordered and his 7 inch cock stood straight out. I took it in my mouth and sucked him till she told me to lick his balls. Then she had me get behind him and lick his asshole. She had me pull my pants down and he shoved his cock up my ass. He fucked me till he was ready to cum and I took him back in my mouth and swallowed his cum. She was really turned on and got the dildo and fucked me hard then filled my mouth with her juices. She told me to get my ass busy on the house as she got into the recliner with Bill. The sat there with Bill holding her and watching TV as I cleaned. When we went to her sisters house or to her brothers I would end up doing the dishes while they talked at the kitchen table. Then I would wait on them if they wanted a drink or a snack. The kids thought it was great fun to make uncle Harold clean something they spilled or bring them whatever they wanted. Wanda, her brothers and sister thought it was funny when the kids gave me orders and told me to hurry. One day her brother Mitchell asked me to come with him to play cards. Wanda said it was ok and I went with him. There were 6 of his friends playing cards and I waited on them. When they were finished playing cards Mitchell told me to get on my knees in front of him. He pulled his cock out and told me to suck it. I had never sucked him and hesitated. He told me Wanda said I should do what he said and pointed at his cock and said now. He had me lick his balls and his asshole as the others made crude comments. He had me suck one of his friends as he shoved his cock up my ass. I fucked and sucked them all before we went home. Then cleaned his friends house as they all talked and laughed about what a real pussy boy I was. Mitchell drove me home and told her the guys wanted me to come to all of their card parties. She said that could be arranged. One saturday there was a company picnic and we went. Wanda became friends with the crudest couple there. Jack was 5'8" and had a hairy chest and a full beard. He had 3 teeth missing and what was left were yellow. His wife Grace was 5'8 with black hair and weighed 200 pounds. They both cussed like sailors and made remarks about everyone that bordered on insults. Wanda seemed to hit it off with both of them. She had me get food and drink for all 3 of them as she talked with them. She would whisper in Graces ear and she would look at me wide eyed and then whisper to Jack and he would look at me with more interest. He started grabbing his crotch and watching me as he drew my attention to it. Then he would shake it and wink at me. Wanda came over to me and said she liked them and I should be nice to them. She told me that she told them they could expect obedience from me. If they told me to get something for them or to do something for them I should do it. I said ok and wondered how they would imbarrass me first. A crowd of my coworkers and us were talking and Jack said they had to go. He told me to get all of their stuff together and take it to the car. Wanda said yes we are leaving too and to get our stuff together when I was finished with Jacks. Everyone watched as I followed orders. When I got in our car Wanda said to follow Jack. I followed them to their house. We went in and Grace said she was sorry the house was a mess and Wanda said Harold can take care of it. They went out to the deck and sat down telling me to put everything in the garage after I got them some cold drinks. When I finished Grace said for me to do her dishes. Then she looked at Wanda who nodded and smiled. I ended up cleaning the whole house while they talked. When I was finished I went to the deck and they were in the hot tub. Wanda told me to undress and join them. Jack and Grace made room for me between them. Jack took my hand and put it on his hard 8 inch cock. Grace took my other hand and put it on her very hairy pussy. Wanda put her foot in my face and had me suck her toes. Jack said he wanted to try that and I sucked each of his toes. He said let's make this more interesting and got his video camera. He set it up so it could see the whole hot tub and stood if front of me and pulled my head to his cock. I sucked him for a while then he turned around so I could lick his ass. He bent me over and fucked my ass. Grace said she had to pee and Wanda said that would make a good photo op. She had me sit on the deck with my head back and mouth open. Grace stood over me and started peeing. I moved so she was going in my mouth while Jack filmed it. Jack peed in my mouth next while Wanda held the camera. He moved around so half of his pee hit my face and half hit my mouth. He then had me lick the puddles off of the deck. I then licked every inch of Grace's body then Wanda's. I licked Jacks hairy body then he shot a heavy load of cum all over my face. I sucked him clean then wiped my face and licked my hand clean. Wanda had us go over there a couple times a month. I would clean their house then the sex games would begin. I saw Jack every day and he would get me in the back of his truck a couple times a week. Wanda's brother bought a horse. They decided to see what would happen if I sucked it'd cock. They got it hard and it was over a foot long and too big around for me to get it in my mouth so Mithell jacked it off while my mouth covered it peeslit. When it came it filled my mouth and overflowed as I couldn't swallow fast enough. Everyone thought it was funny that I had cum all over my clothes. One weekend we were supposed to spend it with Jack and Grace. A black couple came over that Jack knew. They were both pretty fat. Wanda warmed up to them right away and I could tell that she had met the woman. The guy turned to me right away as they walked in and told me to get them a couple beers then turned away to greet Jack. Jack broke out the video camera right away. We went to the bedroom and I licked Robert all over his body. He had 7 inches that he slipped into my ass while Danni pulled my head between her legs. Robert pulled out before he came and got his drink so Jack took his place. Danni came a couple of times and her juices were running down my face. They stopped for a while and Wanda told them about the horse. Robert said he only lived 5 minutes away and had a large dog that was alway horny. He went and got it. He got the dog on his back and I licked his balls and up the shaft of his shinny red cock. I got on my hands and knees and he seemed to know why as he mounted me and I felt his hard dick push inside of me. That was one horny dog. After he rested for a while he would come to me and push his nose in my crotch and bark. Then he sat back and watched. If I didn't pull down my pants he would snuff me harder and bark louder. When I pulled down my pants his tail would wag and he would prance till I got on my knees then he would mount me. He took me 4 times that night while Jack and Robert fucked me twice. Wanda promised I could go over to visit Duke once in a while. Jack peed in my mouth on the deck as he usually did with half of it hit my face and Robert thought that was fun too. Danni stood up straight over me and peed and I tried to catch it with my mouth. Grace and Wanda did the same. Wanda decided she wanted a dog. We got a large dog that was very friendly and named him Blacky. She said she wanted to breed him. Right away she had me rubbing his belly and kissing it. I would lick his balls and the shaft of his dick. I would wait on his hand and foot. I would get on my hands and knees and Wanda would lead him to sniff at me. He didn't get the idea as fast as Duke but when he did he did it with gusto. Wanda taught him that he couldn't do it unless she gave the go ahead. He would whine and look at her. If it was ok she would clap if not she would shake her head and he would lay down with his eyes on her. If we had company she would shake her head and the dog would go about his business. When the company would leave she would clap and he would run in and demand I get on my hands and knees. Sometimes he would nudge me to suck him. I became his sex toy. If we were alone he wanted to be licked most of the time. Wanda took a lot of pictures and showed them to her brother and sister. One night I came home and she had left me for Bill. He was transfered out of town and she went with him. She left me a note telling me that she gave all of the pictures and tapes to Dale, a guy at work. I knew he would tell everyone but tried to call him and see if I could deal with him. His wife answered and said he went out as soon as he got home. He had to see his buddies about something. I was screwed. I went in to work the next morning and the guys treated me like I was benieth them. Dale came up to me and told me I was going to come to his house after work. When I got there his wife answered the door and said no one was there yet but there were dishes in the sink and she handed me a glassful of pee and said drink this. I drank it as she ordered. Dale came in while I was drinking and told me to get on my knees and he pulled out almost 9 inches. He taught me to swallow it. While he was teaching me that 5 or 6 more guys showed up. There were 65 guys in the shop and 40 of them showed up that night. Dales wife went to her room and left us alone. When everyone left I was her sex slave. I found that everyone wanted my ass or my mouth but they treated me really bad. I put the house on the market and it took a month to sell. I took care of the guys at night till I was able to move. I loaded up and left without telling anyone. The new town I moved into was quiet and I found a small house with a little land and set up housekeeping. I stayed single and met a nice looking couple through a swingers magazine that respected my needs for domination without complete humiliation. They had friends in their lifestyle that welcomed me and included me in their non sexual activities. They even introduced me to a great lady that dominated me only when alone or at parties. She even let me keep Blacky
bestiality/hustler.txt	Date: Fri, 25 May 2001 11:27:21 EDT From: Nathan Harvey Subject: Bestiality Hustler by Nathan Harvey Hustler By Nathan Harvey Driving my Black Lincoln I kept circling the block checking out this tall muscular young man leaning against the rusted tin wall. His sleeveless denim shirt was opening showing off his muscled chest to perfection. For all his wiry good looks he didn't seemed to be having much success picking up a trick. Slowing the Lincoln and stopping in front of the young man I rolled down the window. Sauntering over to the car I asked, How much to fuck your ass." Standing and pulling his shirt open wider exposing more of his superb body he said, " one hundred bucks for an hour". When I leaned forward I could smell his pungent body odor and I knew this stud was in no position to haggle. He was dirty, stunk and probably hadn't eaten all day. Waving a crisp fifty dollar bill in his face saying all night and something to eat and you can shower and clean up after we're done with you. Leaning into the car smiling saying for a three way it would be a hundred plus food and the shower. Telling him, "deal" and unlocking the door he opened the door sliding into the passenger seat. I was thinking it was always the same. the stud would asked, "you live far from here", and I would say, "not too far" As we moved to the outer limits of the city the yards began getting bigger and the houses got more expensive then finally we were passing high walls and fences with elaborate gates. Pulling into my open gates and parking under the portico I told him we were home. Sliding out of the car and coming around to his sided as he climbed out and I said, "My name is Horace what's yours?" Hesitating the young man stammered, "I go by Franklin Jefferson". As we climbed the steps the young man asked who the other guy that was going to fuck him was. Opening the door and stepping into the foyer we were met by Max, my Doberman. Running up to Franklin and shoving his nose into his crotch was obviously excited. Max seemed to like how the boy smelled and he knew why he was here. Poor Franklin was too scared to push him away and telling him this was Max the other 'guy' that was going to fuck him." With a look of shock he began backing away form Max saying, "No way man, I ain't no dogs bitch." Telling him to come with me and I would get him something to eat. As he followed me he kept saying, "I ain't no dogs bitch." Pulling some leftover Beef stroganoff out of the fridge and plopping it into the micro I figured that should do the job. Then to make sure reaching in and grabbing a bottle of jug wine I knew that a little wine on that empty stomach of his would break him down. Pouring a big glass of wine he downed like it was soda. Pouring another glass he finished that I poured him more telling him his food ready. As he dug into the food I could see he was starving. With all that wine in him it would be a simple matter getting him to cooperate. Scarfing down the rest of the food and finishing the wine I pour him another big glass. Moving around in back of him and slipping his shirt off and running my hands over his body he began responding to me. Between the wine and his animal instincts kicking in he shucked his shoes and began undoing his jeans now eager to be fucked. Pulling him over to the center of the floor and pushing him to his hands and knees it was a simple matter to slide my cock into his hot hungry mouth. Standing there pumping his mouth he was well on his way. I could see this boy was really addicted to sex. Rex was not going to be left out of the equation. Moving up to Franklin's ass he began licking at his hole. I could feel Franklins whole body trembling in pleasure from the dogs rough tongue and his response was to deep throat my cock. Knowing he was now ripe to accept any cock shoved up his ass giving the e command for Max to mount he was up on his ass with his paws around his waist. Then his cock began stabbing around trying to find his mark and when he made entry he let out a little yelp of pleasure. Then he began this staccato movement driving himself into the boy. About then I began unloading into his throat. He was so far gone now with the rear action he dropped his head down spreading his legs even wider giving Max better access to his ass. Watching the expression of pleasure on Franklins face turn to surprise then to shock as Max tied to him. Trying to escape the growing knot in his ass he began crawling forward and found he was just dragging the pumping dog with him. Finally surrendering to Max the dog kept pumping him full of his cum. By now the young mans eyes had that crazed look of sexual rapture. He was the perfect bitch. Just watching the mating of animal to man always got me charged up and when Max finally turned and withdrew I was there ready for sloppy seconds. Moving into the slick asshole I could feel his body stretching to make room for me. In this horse whisper he kept begging me to fuck him hard. About then Max had mounted his face and the boy was now sucking Max the dog for all he was work. I could just imagine that long red cock snaking deep into Franklin's throat. Withdrawing from the boy he had been a most successful bitch for Max and I. As he lay there on the floor exhausted Max began lapping at his cock bringing him to a climax. It was all he could do to crawl to his feet when we both were done with him. Telling him he could shower and sleep with Max tonight I led him the little room off the kitchen I was using as Max's kennel. The room had it's own washroom and .shower and leading him in told him he would find everything he needed. Asking where he should sleep I told him on the mattress with the dog, Showering and going to bed I had no worry about the boy being in the house, Max would look after him. Still about Midnight I woke hearing some moaning coming from the kitchen. Slipping out of bed and making my way to Max's kennel I was surprised to find Max mounted on Franklin and him begging him to fuck his bitch. Standing and watching there wild copulating the boy was so hot now he was shooting all over himself. Laughing to myself as I headed back to bed that boy would never be quite the same now. He would let anything fuck him now, he had now crossed the line between man and beast. It was while I was fixing breakfast that I peaked in seeing the two of them. He was on his knees eating out the dogs ass. Truly he had crossed over. How I'd wished I had thought to video tape this. To see that magnificent naked young man on his knees servicing a dog was out of this world. Moving back into the kitchen and calling for them to come eat he and Max came bouncing out. Max had truly accepted Franklin as his bitch. It was when he had dressed and was leaving I handed him the hundred dollars he'd asked for saying he performed better than I'd ever hoped for. Watching him walking down the drive I wondered what was going to become of that magnificent creature. He would probably end up in the gutter suffering from aids. Telling Max we had better get to work. Settling down in the den and firing up the old gateway as the screen flashed up with my latest novel I just couldn't get into it. I was still exhilarated from watching that young man last night making love to an animal. Pulling up a new screen I began to write, The thing line between man and beast. It was almost seven o'clock and I was still working when I heard someone at the door. Looking for Max I wondered why he hadn't alerted me. Moving into the hallway I saw the dog sitting there his stub of a tail wagging violently as he sat by the door. Opening the door I was surprised to see Franklin standing there and holding out his hand with the hundred dollar bill I had given him he asked if he could spend the night. Letting him in as soon as he was inside he was down on his knees with Max licking his face and even more surprisingly Franklin was lapping and sucking at his tongue, the kid was French kissing my dog. Asking if he'd eaten he bowed his head saying nothing since breakfast. Leading him back into the kitchen with Max sniffing and licking at his ass I told I would pop a couple of pizza in the oven for us. Selecting some white wine I asked him to hand me the corkscrew in the drawer behind him. fishing around and coming up with a corkscrew he also produced this leather collar asking if it belonged to Max. Telling me it was my other dog that she had died in labor. Telling him to go wash up and we would have our wine and then our pizza would be ready. Watching the two of them trot off to the Kenny room I knew Max and I were going to get one fine piece of ass tonight. I was ready to call to him asking what was taking so long when he appeared in the door naked wearing only that leather collar. Walking slowly toward me and dropping down to all fours and then sitting up like a dog he began licking my had begging me to let him be our bitch. It was almost comical to see Max come up and sit beside him as if he was also begging for his lady. What could I do? Franklin turned out to be easy to train and now Franklin is the perfect bitch.
bestiality/werewolfs-thirst.txt	Date: Thu, 12 Oct 2017 13:54:20 -0500 From: R D <ssingerr60115@gmail.com> Subject: Werewolf's Thirst This is a story that contains sex between an adult male, his son, and dogs. If that isn't your interest, feel no need to read further. Please, no one under 18, and do not read this where it is illegal to do so. Please take the time to donate to Nifty. They have done a great service by hosting this story and others. ----- The full moon poured through the window. Bill's blood began to boil as his hands stripped his shirt from his body. His nerves were electrified, thick fingers drifting through this dark black chest hair. His hands fought with his belt and shucked his pants down. A surge pulsed through his gut as he bent to pull his jeans from his ankles. He doubled over, hands trying to fight with his briefs. His cock throbbed inside the white fabric, pulsing and spitting precum. He swiped faster, coordination failing, heart pounding faster as he let out a growl of unmatched pleasure. The thick chest hair grew rapidly, entire body sprouting in course black hair as his fingers began to fuse. Paw pads rose from his feet as they grew and extended, legs becoming haunches. His muscles surged with power as he gave into the base desires, crouched low as his cock strained against the fabric while his tail bone extended, stretching the elastic wider. His teeth clacked and snapped as his face extended out into a muzzle, the thick fur expanding from his chest and up his neck to cover his face. The doorknob rattled. He swung around, surprisingly fast for a hulking beast. The door swung open as a young boy stepped inside. Those doe eyes widened, a soft whimper building in his throat as he let out a quivering whisper, "Dad?" "Issac," he gurgled out, his voice barely able to form syllables with his new throat and face. The wolf could only fall forward, body surging as his spine curved. The tail shot out to full length, finally snapping the elastic waistband. His uncut cock pulsed, spitting a thick glob of precum onto the concrete floor of the shack. The fur grew up his shaft as the fat leaking head tapered in a ruby tip. The foreskin thickened into a sheath as the fur swept over his balls. The grew and plumped bigger, full and feral. He inched towards the boy as his ears creaked up to the top of his head, flicking with excitement. The boy stepped back, pressed against the door as the wolf threw his head back in a howl. "You started without me!" The boy shouted. The wolf, fully transformed, only flicked his ears in return. Issac sighed, knowing that pouting wouldn't even register with the beast. He finished locking the door to their special shack and opened his backpack, starting to empty it. "Snacks and soda," he said, singsong, "and you can't tell me no because you can't talk." The wolf leaned in, big paw batting a bag of pretzels out of the boy's hand, rumbling softly. "Oh, come on," Isaac replied. "It's our holiday. Just for tonight?" The wolf turned and stepped back to the oversize dog bed. He turned a few times, instinctively before settling down. Isaac took his spot there on the bed with his father wrapped around him. He wriggled back and forth to get comfortable before clicking on the TV. Bill let out a rumble, the light and noise a little strong, but he shifted his weight to keep his body against his son, against his cub. Isaac put on cartoons before breaking into a bag of beef jerky. He chewed a piece before offering the other half to his father, giggling as the big tongue licked up the scrap of meat from his palm. "You're the best, Dad. Even when I don't get to watch you shift," he cooed, stroking over those pointed ears and big muzzle. Bill knew he wouldn't sleep, but he let his body relax, shoulder slack, tail swishing about in the dog bed. Isaac rustled around, sliding out of his clothes. The warm boyish scents filled Bill's nose. He fought the urge to snuffle and slurp as those soft fingers began to pet down his slide, resting on his sheath. "Come on, Dad," he whispered, cooing in an irresistible voice. "You know you need it." Bill was powerless to resist, nature urging him forward as his son's hands squeezed the heavy sheath, tip poking free. He whipped around and turned to the boy, teeth nipping and tugging at the clothes. "OK, Dad, OK," Issac whispered as he worked his shirt off before wriggling out of his jeans. A cold nose pressed up into the pouch of his underwear, snuffling all the those intense boy scents. Issac shucked down the briefs, letting his uncut little nail bobble free. Bill snuffled more, breathing it in as he began to lick and slurp as his son eased the hood back, letting that broad canine tongue work over the head. He fell to his back, pulling the stud canine atop him. Bill licked faster at the bouncing cock, rolling down over the boy's small, tight balls. Issac leaned up, stroking the sheath before slipping the ruby tip into his mouth. Bill bucked instinctively, pawing at the ground as the first spurt of canine cum filled the boy's mouth. Issac's cock throbbed to taste it, eagerly drinking it down as he eased his head back down, hand firmly squeezed behind the knot. The thick red cock slipped from his sheath, the knot rapidly swelling as the cum thickened, growing more potent. Issac swallowed as fast as he could, the spurting cock painting his face with a glossy sheen. Bill lapped faster as the boy's twitching cock as Issac let out a happy wail, body shivering and seizing from a tingling dry orgasm. The boy threw his head back, releasing the cock, watching it bounce and shoot, splattering his whole body in long ropes of cum. Bill sat, heavy balls on the dog bed as the last few spurts fell upon the boy's upturned face. Issac swallowed and licked his lips again before working his way shakily back up. He threw his arms around the huge wolf, burrowing his face into that fur before giving a pleased little yawn. "You're such a good dog," he said coyly, evoking a soft growl from his father. Bill thumped his tail, the knot finally deflating enough to let his cock slip back into his sheath. Happy and sated, he turned around on the dog back, taking his position wrapped around the boy, before falling asleep. Issac took his position, wrapped in the safety of his father's embrace, and let his eyelids fall. ==== Bill's eyes, his human eyes, shot open and immediately closed. An ache filled his head like the hangover from Hell. The lights were too bright, the birds were too noisy. He eased them back open, looking at the naked boy nestled in his arms. His own uncut cock rested against the boy's lower back. He carefully slipped out from under him and stumbled to the door, bouncing cock leading the way, precum falling to the floor with a soft plip. He turned, bending over to gather his clothes. His head spun from leaning over, making him lurch as he bundled them under one arm. His skin was too sensitive to fight with putting on clothes today. He unlocked the door and stepped outside, raising his hand to shield his eyes from the light. The morning sun fell upon his skin, the green of the trees surrounding him. The woods snaked a path forward, the little shed safely nestled away. Bill stepped forward, trying to push his cock back down before finally just relaxing, bladder releasing as piss arced from his cock, soaking into the dirt. Deep within him, a canine urge filled him as he began to turn, painting the earth with an damp curve, marking his territory, marking this place as his own. He sighed in relief, his cock finally relaxing as he began to walk back to the house. They had done this enough; Issac knew the path home. The peace and stillness of the woods offered some relief. He adjusted clothing under his arm, finally breaking into a smile. He could hear the birds, able to tell where each was. There was the rustling of a stray raccoon and the scent of a local bitch in heat hanging on the wind. At last, he excited the tree line, stepping into the short manicured grass of his back yard. He wiggled his toes, enjoying the sensation of cool grass under his feet before at last stepping into the house. Noisy claws clattered across the kitchen floor, sending shocks through his aching head as a German Shepherd barreled up to him. Bill tossed the boots and jeans to the floor, squaring his shoulders and growling. The shepherd immediately lowered his head and slowed, submitting to the alpha. "Come on, King. Outside," Bill rumbled, pointing towards the door. The shepherd bounded out again, through the door, happy to do his morning business. Bill left the clothes abandoned and headed towards his bedroom. The house was modest, enough for himself and Issac. He stopped in the hall by the bathroom before moving on. A shower wound be nice, but his head was still too heavy to handle the noise. Issac's door was shut neatly. He preferred to give his son his privacy, but the boy ended up sleeping in his father's bed almost every night anyway. Finally, he stepped into his own bedroom and closed the door, admiring himself in the full length mirror. The days of the full moon nights were the best for him, his muscles a little stronger, his body hair a little thicker. His cock felt huge, girthy. A breeder's cock. He began to stroke himself, body so sensitive as he reached under those heavy balls to tease his hole. "Fuck," he uttered, "I need to cum." He sat down on the carpet and reached under the bed, pulling out the box of toys. He pulled out a rubber canine cock and bottle of lube. He poured the lube into his hand, heart starting to pound as he watched it slip through his fingers before stroking the thick toy. He worked up to his knees, watching his reflection as he smeared the lube over the toy, arranging it under himself. He sat down, hissing through his teeth as the rubber spade tip pushed into him. He squeezed, clenching around the toy as he began to slide down. He held that knot tight, lowering his thighs and sinking down on his toy. He pressed down against that knot, feeling it. It felt so wrong, so unlike the real thing. He wanted it swelling inside him, he wanted a steady tie. Still, his hole burned with yearning as he began to bounce, each down-thrust trying to take the rubber knot. He sad back hard, his hole flaring wide to swallow behind that knot, the stretch filling him deeper as he clenched down. He snapped his teeth, looking as if he could transform at any moment, before roaring out. His cock spasm before cumming hands free, shooting across the root to hit the mirror. He clenched tighter down on that knot, tongue falling out of the corner of his mouth as he came more and more, leaving streaks of cum on the carpet before posting up on all fours like a beast, cumming onto the floor. "Dad?" a voice called from beyond the door. Bill panted for breath, body shaking, trying to steady his voice. "Yeah?" he called "I'm gonna start breakfast," came the reply. Bill worked up into a squat, gritting his teeth as the rubber knot popped free from him, the rest of the toy easily sliding out of his well stretched hole. He eased himself to his feet, looking at the mess he made. He grabbed a towel and began to clean, enjoying the dull emptiness in his hole as he worked. === After a thorough cleaning of the room, the toy, and his body, he pulled a robe over his shoulders and stepped back into the kitchen. His boy stood at the stove, just tall enough to use the skillet, having changed himself into a t-shirt and briefs. When he leaned up on his toes, the shirt would ride up to expose a bit more skin between his briefs and shirt. Bill smiled and settled in to his seat at the table, just as the boy served up eggs and bacon. He brought them to the table before sitting beside his father. The two enjoyed a peaceful morning as King milled about under the table, hoping for a dropped scrap. "Dad?" he spoke. Bill knew from the tone exactly what he would ask. "When do you think I'll change?" "Hard to say, son," Bill replied, chewing the bacon thoroughly, moving a bit slower as he settled in for all the usual questions. "But when did you first change?" "About your age. Maybe a little older." "Did Grandpa help you?" "Certainly did." The silence hung a little longer as the boy let his feet dangle and kick, looking at the fork full of scrambled eggs before finally putting them in his mouth. Bill gave a sympathetic smile and rested his hand atop the boy's head. "It'll happen soon. Don't worry, cub. I'm sure." The warmth of his father's touch soothed him as he broke out into a smile. "Now, let's clean up after breakfast. It'll be another long night. === The afternoon droned on. Bill finally worked his way to the shower. Issac, instead, sat in his room. He stretched his hand out in front of his body, looking at it and studying it, completely human and ordinary. King nosed the door open, pawing over to snuffle at the boy's other hand dangling off the edge of the bed. Issac smiled and dropped down to the floor, wrapping his arms around the big dog. He kissed that soft muzzle as King returned the affection with hearty slurps. The boy squirmed and laughed, face quickly covered in drool. He glanced towards the door, hearing his father still in the shower. This was no secret but it was still intimate and private. He wriggled out of his clothing, savoring the sweet feeling of fur against his skin. He reached down, the boy unknowingly just as much of a butt slut as his father. He pulled a stashed bottle of lube, nicked from his father's room months ago, and squirted it into his hand. He slipped a finger into his hole followed by a second. King began to prance back and forth, knowing what was coming. The boy rotated up to his knees and lowered his shoulders. King took the initiative and jumped atop the boy, grabbing his hips. Issac moaned and cooed, holding the boy by the sheath and guiding him on target. He gasped happily, the dog driving in and pushing into his stretched hole. He reached back to pull that knot from his sheath, seizing it in his hand as the dog bucked away. Spurts of cum filled his body as he gathered the leaking cum on his taint into his palm before stroking himself. His body tingled and buzzed, making him drool. He knew better than to let the beast knot him. That cherry was being saved. He felt the knot grow in his hand, too big to be pushed in, and finally released, letting the boy take him full speed as he stroked himself faster. Without the knot, the cock continued to flood the boy hole and dribble down the taint. He milked faster before seizing, body tingling and twitching, a dry orgasm coursing through his body. He let out a happy moan and fell forward, the slippery cock falling from his hole. He turned around, slipping the tip into his mouth, drinking down the last few dribbles, just in time to see his father glancing at him through the open door. Issac gave a bashful smile, dog cum shining on his milk teeth. Bill chuckled under his breath before closing the door, giving the boys their space. === At last, night fell upon the house. The two walked through the woods, an electricity feeling the air. Bill's senses were acute, heart already pounding in his chest as he walked. Issac moved quick, almost in a jog to keep up with his father as they reached the cabin. They burst through the door as Bill immediately stripped himself naked again, the clothing far too binding, needing the air on his body. He squirmed, feeling his skin burn with sensitivity. Issac tried to wait for his daddy to shift but couldn't help himself. He stripped down, naked body pressed to his father, standing on his toes and throwing his arms around those strong shoulders to pull him down for a sloppy kiss. Bill dropped down and Issac straddled him on his back, kissing wildly. The boy was already grinding and moaning, the tip of the cock that made him slipping around his cheeks, teasing at his hole. Bill squirmed under the boy; his body was getting bigger and furrier, transforming. "I want it inside," Issac groaned. Bill opened his mouth to object but only let out an animal growl. The tip pressed into the boy, spearing into the pucker. The tip grew slick, pointed, easily working deeper into him. The boy already bouncing on that growing cock, eyes fluttering from the gradual stretch. The changing wolf moaned and growled, his body trembling as he lost his human form. His body hair thickened and grew, limbs curling as the change took hole. His cock began to spurt steady bursts of watery canine cum inside the boy, slicking the path, working deeper into him as the boy sat down harder, eyes wide from the new sensations. Issac took over, showing surprising forwardness as he clenched around the massive cock, trying to work that knot in before it gets too big. Bill gnashed his changing teeth, muzzle extending, not used to being on his back as the boy pressed down harder, "Oooooohhh, Daddy's a good dog!" A warning growl mixed with a human moan escaped Bill. His hips rocked, massive tail thumping on the ground. His fangs were bared in a wild grin, rough hands, growing into forepaws and rough pawpads, snagging the boy to yank him down on the throwing knot. The boy let out a cry of pleasure and pain, the huge knot sinking in. The alpha wolf howled as his knot was played with like this, his cock releasing rich bursts of cum deep within his sweet son. The boy pulled up and out, relishing the pop from his hole before pulling up to his feet. Bill scrambled over, finally getting into a hunched posture, his body changing faster. The boy dropped down, getting on all fours at last, in proper position. His smooth skin was porcelain, smooch, the boy's voice throaty and tense, "Please, fuck me like a wolf!" The feral beast panted and growled to see him getting in the right position. Human was forced out of his mind, only the animal remaining. Heart flooding with primal lust, he pounced his son and began to give jack-hammering thrusts, smacking his tip upon that smooth ass over and over. The boy whined, trying to adjust his position, feeling the slick tip gliding around his ass before finally hitting the mark, driving deep into his body. He roared out in pleasure, that huge cock slammed inside him, shaking and shivering. He felt good. It felt better than than anything he had ever experienced in his life. He clenched down, his body flooded with all that alpha wolf DNA. He felt his father's massive balls swinging and swatting at his taint. He snapped his teeth, a low rumbling in his chest. He gripped the ground, watching that pail skin grow white, bristling with fine hairs. He shivered, gooseflesh rising, the hair, the fur extending. He opened his mouth to cry out in shock, only let out a garbled bark. He shook in pleasure as his hands extended into paws, his ears rising on his head into drooping puppy ears. His cock throbbed, growing into a ruby red wolf cock. His tail grew quickly from the base of his spine, pinned between his back and his father's belly. He let out a howl with all the force of his body. Bill drove forward hard, pushing his knot into his son, raising his head to howl together with the boy, transformed at last. The feral mated pair filled the air with the yips and growls of animal pleasure with the father's massive knot tied and trapped within his son. He raised his head to the heaven's howling and pumping fertile cum straight into his son's new body. Issac shook and shivered. He lowered lowered his head to his forepaws, panting happily, all worries and concerns a million miles away as he enjoyed his new powerful body, hips grinds and bouncing, squeezing and teasing that knot. Every tease made the powerful canine above him thrust and release more of that potent catalyst within him, their bodies powerful, their minds weak to desires and base instincts. The boy panted and squirmed, young cock half hard, needing to FUCK, needing to BREED, his young balls churning and bouncing as his father unloaded spurt after spurt into his body, the powerful seed only making him more ravenous to cum. Not just a tingling climax but to CUM. He began to wriggle and tug, threatening to yank that fat knot from his tender hole. The wolf above growled and grunted, pulling back as well, that knot yanking free with a loud painful POP! Seed gushed from the boy, quickly caught by his father's lapping tongue, working into that worn and stretched pucker, tasting his own cum. Issac craned his new head around his shoulders, a snowy white wolf pup. He looked back at Dad with pride, the pride of a young stud, the son of an alpha. His cock throbbed and bounced. The boy pawing at the earth, low rumble in his throat. His father knew, his father could sense his need. It was inappropriate for an alpha to submit as such, maybe even for a father to submit to his son. But this was not submission. This was the love between family, between pack, and he knew how to celebrate his son's new form. He dropped down, turning, tail raised and hole exposed. The boy nosed and nudged his father, observing him, taking in his scent. He leaped up, instinct taking over as he bucked and seized him with his forepaws before that tip hit his father's pucker, pushing inside with a needy grunt, starting to thrust deeper and deeper. Bill lolled his tongue, panting happily as his son engaged his first rut, pounding away, the young cock easily sliding into him. The boy growled in feral delight, humping and rutting faster, young knot starting to swell in his sheath, pushing forward, the hot and tight walls gripping around him. He look up to his Dad, his Alpha, his pack leader for permission, wanting to BREED, wanting to MATE, those balls jostling and churning. He slows himself, ready to pull out if his father were to growl and deny him. The larger alpha wolf watched at how fevered and quick his son rutted, feeling those balls swaying. Checking was the best thing the pup could have done. He felt pride, he felt lust. He barked in pleasure, giving permission for the pup to make puppies himself The boy gave into the feeling, hammering away, balls slapping before driving the knot inside his father, feeling it swell and build as fertile, powerful cum begins to empty into him, throwing his head back to howl, mating and breeding with his very first cumshot. The boy panted, gasping, staying in position, before trying to turn on instinct, moving ass to ass with his father. Bill yanked forward, the young knot easily popping out before he turned and pounced on his son, pushing him onto his back to reassert his position. He straddled the boy, cocks hanging from sheaths, tongues pushing into muzzle, and hearts burning with pride.
bestiality/fun-with-bud.txt	Date: Tue, 30 Jan 2007 19:33:30 -0800 (PST) From: Dave Subject: Fun with Bud (beast) Until recently I thought I was a normal 23 year old single guy enjoying life a day at a time without a care in the world. My job in construction gave me lots of money and a decent apartment that I didn't have to share with anyone but my dog, Bud. My only sexual thoughts were toward the hot women that I met at the local clubs. They were constantly trying to move in with me but I let them know that it wasn't going to happen. I had no plans to settle down for a while. On game days my buddies and I would watch football on my big screen TV. No girls were allowed on game days. We wanted no distractions from the game. This idea came to me after a game night when a buddy of mine, Ted, was again drunk as hell and puking his guts out in the bathroom. This was a regular thing for Ted. On most game nights this is where he would spend the night. He would eventually pass out bent over the toilet. The first few times he did it I worried that he would fall in head first and drowned. Somehow he always found the perfect balance, on his knees with his head laying on the padded seat. He spent hours in that position. He never fell in, so I quit worrying. I usually checked on him and flushed his last barf down before going to bed. When Bud my german shepard mix got about 5 months old, like most male dogs, he started humping peoples legs. My buddies would kid me that I needed to get him laid but there were no willing female dogs around. Then that fateful night I was buzzed up pretty good after a party listening to Ted barfing in the bathroom when Bud started humping my leg. He was about 7 months old by then. The rest of my friends had gone home so it was just me, Ted and Bud... and Bud was horny. Well, I let Bud hump my leg while I petted him. I noticed that he was sporting some impressive meat. I hadn't noticed it before but it was obviously big, red and ready for action. He had to have about 5" of thick red meat showing and he was looking at me with those sad puppy dog eyes. Ted had quieted down so I knew he was out for the night. I went over to check on him and found him on his knees with his head laying on top of the toilet with his bare ass showing. He must have been too wasted to pull up his pants. Bud pushed right past me and started sniffing him. The toilet stunk with barf so I flushed it. Ted didn't flinch. I shook him. He didn't move. He was out cold. My perverted mind clicked and started racing. First I tried to get Bud to mount him but he didn't get it. I went to the kitchen and got some gravy from the fridge. Bud loves gravy. I dripped a little gravy on Ted's ass crack and shoved Bud's nose in it. As he started to lick it up Ted started moaning. I about freaked and ducked out of sight. Peeking around the corner I watched Bud licking Ted's ass. I reached in the room and jacked Bud a few times to get him hornier. Suddenly Bud jumped up on Ted's back and started humping. What luck, this was what I was hoping for. Bud danced around for a while getting closer and closer until he made some contact. I was silently rooting for him but I could see he kept missing low and high. He was at the right height but had bad aim. I didn't want him to give up so I reached back in and helped him hit the spot. When he felt that he went wild. Ted moaned so I hurried out around the corner again. Bud was holding on tight and fucking like there was no tomorrow. Ted was moaning and that only encouraged Bud. Bud was getting close to coming, I could tell by his wimpering. Suddenly he stopped and held himself tight to Ted. He was coming. I noticed that Ted had also cum on the floor even though he was passed out. I thought it was all over but when Bud went to jump off I noticed that he was stuck in Ted's ass. I forgot about the knot. I was half panicked. I reached into the bathroom and held Bud's collar so he didn't pull Ted off of the toilet. What a great show this was. Eventually Bud did shrink down and plop out of Ted's ass. Then he cleaned up himself and Ted before going into his corner for a nap. I went to bed with a hell of a hard on from the show and ended up jerking my meat to a fantastic orgasm. I had all kind of wild dog dreams that night. Ted was gone by the time I got up in the morning as was his usual way The next game day at my place Bud hung around Ted all night. He even tried humping his leg a few times. Ted asked me what was up with Bud. -He really didn't remember.- Ted was in fine form again and ended up at the toilet again. I had to latch the door to keep Bud away from him. It's a good thing I had two bathrooms. I couldn't wait for everyone else to leave. When everyone was gone I opened the bathroom door. Ted was out cold. Bud was ready and jumped up on him right away. I had to pull him off because there was a problem. Ted still had his pants on. This wasn't going to be as easy as I thought. I shook Ted to make sure he was out. Again I flushed the last of his barf. Then slowly I carefully undid his pants and pulled them and his underwear down to the floor. Bud was after him right away licking his ass. Soon he mounted Ted and this time he didn't need my help with the penetration. He hit home right away and was off to the races. I was brave this time and laid down on the floor to watch from the side. What I noticed right away was Ted's cock was hard as a rock and throbbing in time to Bud's thrusts. I don't know what got into me but I reached over and grabbed hold of it. I stroked it a couple of times. It was hot,hard and leaking. I thought what the hell no one would know so I slid my head underneath him and took him into my mouth. I've never done anything like that before. I sucked and tongued his cock slowly just to get the feel of it while enjoying an underside view of Bud's red rocket ramming Ted. I could see the knot this time and was watching for it's entry. Soon I could tell Bud was getting close because he sped up his thrusting and was wimpering again. I sucked a little harder on Ted's cock. He was oozing precum steadily. Then Bud pulled himself in tight and I watched the knot squeeze into Ted's ass and that's when I felt Ted's cock throb and spew gobs of cum into my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could. I couldn't believe how much cum he put out. It didn't taste half as bad as I expected. I swallowed it all. Why not I thought. There was no use spitting it out and then cleaning it up later. Well Bud hopped off of Ted and stood there ass to ass with him, this time not trying to pull away. He was a good dog and a fast learner. By this time I had a major hard on in my pants so I unzipped and pulled it out to see what Bud would do. He licked it eagerly. That tongue felt great. My cock drooled precum and when I was sure it was going to cum I backed out of his reach. I had a better idea. Ted was going to pay me back for the favor I did for him. As soon as Bud pulled out and went to clean himself I plugged in. It was an easy entry because of Bud. He was nearly as big as my 7 incher. I went slow at first but wasn't going to last long so I rammed it to him. Ted didn't seem to mind. I had what had to be the best orgasm of my life. I nearly passed out. After I pulled out Bud came around and licked us both clean. What a night and what a way to end it. The next morning when I got up, Ted was gone again like usual. I went to the bathroom for my morning piss when Bud tried to lick my cock again. So I let him lick me while I was pissing and I started to get horny. When I was done I dropped my shorts and sat down to let him have his fun. I was really getting worked up so I started stroking while he licked me. Soon I was feeling that feeling down deep in my gut and then I blasted out across the floor. Bud licked as fast as he could but missed a lot. When I was done I leaned back and let him clean me up. Then he jumped up and started humping my leg. I reached down and held his slimy cock as he humped and he really went wild. Thinking back to last night, I wondered what it would feel like to let him fuck my ass. I pushed him away and got down on the floor to see if he would try. He did. He jumped on my back and started humping. I walked around the floor on my knees to tease him for a while he hopped around holding on to me. Then I stopped to let him get me. He hit the spot quickly and went to town. It hurt a little at first but soon felt real good. I was just letting him do his thing while I enjoyed the new feelings when I thought about the knot. I really didn't want that in me for my first time. I started to feel it bumping up against my ass so I looked under myself to see if I could see it. Bud must have liked the new angle because he pulled himself up tight and rammed it in. I just caught sight of it going in. Holy shit, what a feeling. It swelled up quick but didn't hurt too bad. Bud stopped moving and I could feel him pumping the cum into me. I could feel the warm cum filling up my bowels. It was a good feeling and I was savoring it. Bud was destined to be my best buddy from now on. Soon he hopped off and we waited ass to ass for the swelling to go down. I pulled away from him to feel the knot tug on my ass. It was a nice feeling. I clamped down with my ass muscles a few times to see what Bud would do. He turned around, hopped back on me and started humping again. I wondered what I had restarted but he quit after a couple of minutes. I kept squeezing my muscles feeling the knot. He stayed on top of me until he plopped out. Bud then jumped down and went to work cleaning himself up. I stayed in my position until he came back and cleaned me up. His tongue felt so good on my ass. I took my morning shower thinking what a way to start the day. more to come.....
bestiality/outdoor-play.txt	Date: Mon, 14 Jul 2008 22:29:32 +0100 From: funathometoday@hotmail.com Subject: OUTDOOR PLAY (Beast, K9 wanking in open) WARNING: - Adult Content Story Fiction OUTDOOR PLAY I come from a large family which made it impossible to have any quiet moments to myself; this was really hard when I reached puberty. I was always getting disturbed and could never relax to have a really good play with myself. We lived near some playfields which was accessed by a small lane that lead behind some houses with large gardens. The gardens where long with some overgrow near the lane. One horny afternoon while on my way to meet some friends I was travelling along this path and noticed that one garden seemed to be hidden away from view so I decided to climb over the wall to have a quick play and release some built up pressure as you do when young and horny. I quickly settled into a nice spot where I could watch the lane for any approaching people and being hidden by some bushes from the houses. A perfect spot. I released my now throbbing cock, removing my jeans & pants and set about the task, pre cum was already being released from the head as I clasped my hand around. The feeling of being near naked and pleasuring myself in the open sent excitement through me as I pulled on my hard cock. In no time at all I shot my cum into the bushes, quickly getting my clothes back on I disappeared down the lane feeling guilty and excited about what had happened hoping no one had seen me or could notice what I had been doing. I decided this was the perfect place for me to have some quiet time alone when ever I was horny, and as a teen this was often. During the hotter days I would visit my private spot daily where I would undress fully laying there in the undergrowth with a nice hard cock taking in the sun as I enjoyed a long teasing wank, always listening for anyone approaching from the lane. I would lie back and pull on my cock with one hand while the other would explore my body over my balls and around my ass. This progressed into me fingering myself making me cum even harder. I enjoyed the feeling of being naked in such open surroundings and the possibility I could be seen by people using the lane. One sunny day I rushed out of my house to visit my newly found play area being really horny that day. I stripped off, lay my clothes out to lie on and began a slow wanking section. I rubbed my cock all over spreading my pre cum over my shaft and around my balls, slowly working into my ass cheeks, as I lay there I suddenly notice a rustling noise from the bushes and sat up with a start. To my relieve it was a black dog that appeared from the bushes and bounded over to me. Because it was a dog I did not cover myself up, I reached out to pet it but he made straight for my cock, sniffing and licking it. I tried to push him away but he persisted, still being horny I thought I would let him carry on with his quest as I had never had anyone touch my cock before. The new feeling was making my cock harder than ever. I lay back down allowing him full access to my hard cum covered cock. He took the hint and began licking my shaft with his rough tongue sending quivers through me. In no time I shot my load over my belly with him greedily licking it up. WOW the excitement ripped through my body. Feeling guilty I quickly dressed and disappeared down the lane leaving my new friend in his garden. The guilty feeling went within a couple of days and I again returned to my private place. I again stripped off laying back to enjoy another opening air play. I lay back, rubbing my cock head between my fingers while the other hand tweaked my nipples. Loving the gentle breeze on my naked body. I was brought back to realality again by a noise in the bushes; the dog had appeared once more... Wasting no time he headed straight for my cock again, licking my balls and ass crack... This time I was more relaxed about what was happening. I allowed him to carry on even opening my legs to give access to my hole. This made me cum very quickly over my belly, I reached over and spread the cum over my cock. He lapped the cum from my body. This became a regular situation over the next couple of weeks with me being licked to completion by the dog. After a while he was licking my cock I noticed his cock was poking out from under him, I reached out and took hold of his cock. It was bigger than mine, all red. The feeling was hot to touch. I just wrapped my hand around his shaft and he began humping my hand, making me wet spurting his pre cum over me. I tightened my grip enjoying the feeling of holding another cock in my hand. As he humped my hand he stopped licking me to pay attention to what I was doing to him. My hand was lubricated by his pre cum. He thrust into my hand until his cock started to change with a huge lump appearing behind my hand. I just held on until he came over me. This was the horniest thing that had happened to me, a dog coming all over me. I shot my own come to mix with his. He took to a corner by the bush to lick himself clean while I wiped off myself. This was repeated over time with each of us bringing the other off. It got such a regular thing that I did not bother to move if I heard noises from the bushes, I would just lie there naked waiting for him to start licking me. It was the best summer. One hot day I strolled to the lane, over the wall into the garden. I proceeded to undress and take up my position. The dog appeared within 10 minutes which was enough time for my cock to be hard. The same scenario happened with him licking my cock and me wanking him. This time was different as while I was hunched behind the dog with my hand wrapped around his cock I suddenly noticed a pair of feet by my side. Startled I let go and made a grab for my clothes. The man who was there told me not to hide myself from him as he had seen it many times. It turned out he was the dog's owner who had been aware of me in his garden from day one. He had sent the dog down to scare me away but it had not worked, he did not bargin that his dog would enjoy the taste and smell of my cock. I was informed he was never far away on my visits to his garden, enjoying the scenes which we laid on for him. I begged to be allowed to get dressed but he told me he had other things in mind for me. I was told he knew where I lived if I did not do as he wanted he would visit my home & call the police. To be continued... Please let me know what you think so far funathometoday@hotmail.com
bestiality/friend-finds-fun-in-dog-sitting.txt	Date: Sun, 18 Dec 2016 12:27:50 +0000 (UTC) From: wood guy <woodd_guy@yahoo.com> Subject: Friend Finds Fun in Dog Sitting This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts Some of the parts are real but will leave that up to the reader to decide. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. You may contact me at woodd_guy@yahoo.com if you would like to comment. (Remember, your donations allow everyone to enjoy this and other stories please consider a donation to Nifty.org) To tell this story I have to start out that I am a cock sucker and love feeling a nice cock in my mouth and my ass, and also enjoy playing with younger boys and girls. I live alone ever since the wife caught me outside naked jerking off watching some teen girls walk to school. With that said let me tell me tell you about my friend Skip and how I set him up. I have known Skip for many years and when we were boys we used to play with each other just like a lot of boys do. At first it was the normal camping out in the back yard and you show me yours and I will show me mine. Then we went a little further and learned the finer art of sucking each other's cocks and also how great it felt when we take turns fucking each other. But that was many years ago and I am telling you about now. Thru the years we still get together once in a while and play but also since we live close we were able to see each other's family and not sure if Skip knew but I been fucking his daughters for years and also had been sucking off his grandson. Now to part of the story I wanted to tell you about, every so often I have to leave town and I have two big dogs that need to be taken care of, I have been lucky that I have Skip and his family living so close. Most of the time, I just call over and ask if one of them can help out, later on I found out why they were so willing to do so. As I said I have two big dogs and I never told Skip that I let the dogs make me their bitch once in a while. I have done a lot of crazy things but one thing I do enjoy is having the dogs knot in me and it feels so hot when we are stuck and the dogs cock is filling my insides with warm cum. But enough about me and my perversions. So this part of the story took place about six months ago, I had to go away for a few days and asked Skip to stop by and feed the dogs. Skip had a key to my house so it was not a big deal and he has done this so many times he knew just what to do. Also I found out he really knew how to take care of the dogs. I had some problems with some break-ins so I had set up a few cameras with a recording device so I could keep an eye on the place. The cameras were hidden so no one would know they were there. So after I had had Skip take care of the dogs and returned. I had noticed that some of my sex toys were in a different place then I remembered them from when I played with them last. I had a good assortment of dildos and ass plugs, not that I was worried about any of Skip's family knowing about them because I knew they did. I had used them �on myself and also on Skip's daughters when they used to come over and even after fucking the girls twice they still wanted more so I used the toys to get there little pussies to cum a few more times with the vibrating dildo. Sometimes when I got to suck Skip's grandson's cock I would have the ass plug buried deep into me I just loved the feeling of being filled as I swallowed his sweet boy cum. But back to what I was telling you about, I had been fast forwarding the recording and I see where Skip is in my house and he is going through my stash of sex toys, when he finds them he is now totally naked and I can see he has a nice erection. I watch as he tries a few of my toys starting off with the skinny dildo working his way up to the monster that I have. I like using that one before I let the dogs have their way with my ass. I find that if I am stretched before it feels a lot better when they make me there bitch. Now just so you understand, I could care less that Skip is using my toys he was aware that I had them, ever since we shared each other's lust of sucking cock and fucking each other. So as I am watching Skip using my toys and while doing this I was jerking off. I was getting so horny watching him slide the dildos up his ass. I am also in the mood to try them myself so I strip and get some lubricant and set up the one dildo with a suction cup on the bottom so I can stick it in place and just sit on it and feel it slide into my ass. So I am doing this while still watching Skip on the recording, and then I see where one of the dogs is in the house. I see Skip stretching his hole with the dildo and he is also getting the dog to come closer so he can get his hand on the dog's sheath. As I have said the dog has used me before so he was no stranger to fucking a guy's ass. Skip had the dog start to show some pink cock and now had removed the dildo from his ass and was on all fours. The dog used his tongue to wet Skip's ass and then took very little time to get his big paws up on his back and lined up so he was poking his cock into Skip's waiting hole. I knew from experience that this dog knew how to fuck, since he had done me many times. And I knew while watching this I was going to have him do me again now. I paused the recording and called for the dog and he came in, I was waiting for him on all fours and he knew just what to do, he was on my back in a minute and I could feel his hard cock stabbing at my hole until he found the spot and then I felt his dog meat slide into my ass. I had to wait a few minutes to get back to watching the recording since the dog was fucking me hard and fast. I knew that he would do that until his cock swelled and that his knot was buried deep into me before releasing his nice hot cum into my waiting ass. Once we were locked I just had to be his bitch till he filled me, I went back to the recording. I could see that Skip was doing the same thing that I had done and before the dog was done filling his ass with the dog's hot cum he had the second dog waiting in line to take over just as soon as the first ones knot popped out. Within no time the second dog was on Skip's ass filling him with dog cock. It was hot watching and I thought to myself I should have shared the fact that I also liked k9 with Skip we could have been doing this together for years. Then after the dog's knot that was buried in me reduced in size enough to slip out I started to think maybe I should fix it so that I could work it out so that Skip and myself could start playing with the dogs together but also have his grandson join in. As I had said before I been sucking his grandson since he was 10 years old and he was now 17 and old enough to know that his Grand Father was also a cock sucker and from what I just saw a bitch to some horny dogs. I set a plan in place and worked on the detail. I waited a few weeks and asked Skip to watch the dogs again. He was more than happy to and for sure I knew why he was. I had upgraded my camera so that I could now see what was going on in live action. I was watching the action in the house and saw Skip start playing with my stash of dildos and just knew he was getting ready to be the dogs bitch again. I had prearranged picking up Skip's grandson with the excuse that we were going to do something together. The boy knew I was going to have him to my house and suck him off, and he was more than happy to have me take his cock into my mouth. I checked the cameras on my phone a few times and timed it so that we would be walking in on Skip when he was stuck with the dog and no chance to get away, I was lucky in that Skip had picked the bigger dog this time and I knew from experience that once he knotted he be stuck for a good 20 minutes sometimes even longer. Skip was in my bedroom on the floor with a big knot in his ass being filled by hot dog cum. I walked in with his grandson and before we walked in I told him to strip so we did just as soon as we walked into the house. Then I took him by his hard cock and led him into the bedroom, a surprise to him but of course not me there was Skip locked with the dog. There was nothing Skip could do he was caught being a bitch for my dog. His grandson was not sure what to do so I helped. There is only one thing to do with a bitch whose ass is filled with dog cock is to fill his mouth with some more. With that his grandson took the hint and went around up front and shoved his cock into granddad's mouth. Skip was in such a passive mode he would have done anything. His grandson enjoyed the fact that good old granddad was sucking his cock and the fact that Skip was feeling the dog cum fill his hole made him desire to taste the boy's cum in his mouth. Skip just did his cock sucking best and milked every ounce of boy cum out of his grandson's cock. Then while the dog was almost ready to pop out, I switched his grandson's cock with mine and Skip was now being fed another cock. The dog's knot popped out and I told his grandson who was already hard again to use his cock to stop the dog cum from leaking out and to add another load to his granddad's ass. He did a I asked and now we had Skip in between us as I would push my cock into his mouth and his grandson would shove his cock into his ass so we were both burying our cocks as deep as we could into Skip. The timing was perfect we both shot our loads at the same time and filled Skip with some more cum. I decided Skip's humiliation should not end just yet so I called for the other dog and as soon as he came into the room he smelled the sex and was poking his dog cock into Skip's hole. Skip's grandson and myself settled back and watched as good old granddad got his ass filled again one more time and the wonders of youth, his grandson was able to feed me a load of his boy cum. We all left that day but now that I knew Skip liked dog cock. We would have to get together again with the dogs and share some good dog cock together, maybe if his grandson was willing he could join us and feed us both some boy cum or maybe we could teach the boy how to be a bitch also.
bestiality/rock.txt	Date: Thu, 21 Dec 2006 18:32:27 -0500 From: allenoat@aol.com Subject: Rock, Docks Rocks and Plains For the most part this story is true this story involves unforeseen illnesses sexual relations between humans and animals if you are offended buy this CLOSE THIS PAGE AND DELETE THIS FILE FROM YOUR COMPUTER if not read on. I was 15 I was at the Doctors one of my balls had swollen up to the size of a softball "epiditimites" an infection of the testiest. The doctors said they may have to remove the infected testicle. They gave me antibiotics and I went home (here's where the bad news comes in). My step mom calls says my dad had a aneurysm and is in the hospital and may not make it. I bought the first plain ticket for a three thousand mile trip across the country. On the flight all I could think about was how much my ball hurt, dad, and his dog a golden retriever named Rock. When I arrived my step mom was waiting at the airport for me we had a four hour trip to the town were my dad step mom and of course rock lived. It was late my step mom said we would go see my dad first thing tomorrow morning. I could hardly sleep a wink that night. The next day we went to visit my dad. The doctors said he was going to make it but he had to stay for a another two weeks. After the two weeks were up my dad came home and said we have to have that testie of yours looked at. We piled up in the car and drove to the doctors. After the doctor had examined me he said the antibiotics are working and they would not have to operate. About two weeks later I had completely healed and was ready for action again I turned my attentions to our dog Rock. One day while my dad was at work. I got the idea I had on my plain ride. My first experience with a male dog. I knew quite a lot about dogs form my friends and had experience jack en them off (but that's a another story). My dog and I went into the woods away form distraction under a big pine tree. I could barleys make out the outline of the roof of my house (my step mom was washing dishes upstairs in the kitchen). Working my dog with my hand exposing his pink from under his sheath Rock started to swell and hump my hand. Pulling him up on top of me guided his cock into my virgin hole immediately rock began to hump furiously it felt so good. After about what seemed like an eternity Rock began to fill my bowls with hot dog cum Rock made me his bitch that day. Rock dismounted and I collapsed on the dirt covered ground looked up at my love who was standing over me smiling and looking at me with great intensity. Rock lay down and began licking him self clean. Rock and I spent may long years in those woods, down stairs, in the basement, in my room. Rock and I did most of our indoors activities wile my parents were out at work. When my parents were home Rock and I would go into the woods under the big pine tree. Rock lives there today under our special place in the woods under the big pine tree and as all ways in my heart. Ideas Comments Concerns contact me a Allenoat@aol.com
bestiality/sissy-abused-at-agribition.txt	Date: Sun, 29 Mar 2015 13:27:36 -0600 From: Russ C <rsec44@hotmail.com> Subject: Sissy abused at Agribition! Sissy abused at the Agribition! I?m a submissive sissy that luvs all sorts of abuse. I am presently being blackmailed by a group that abused me in a local park. They have pictures of me dressed as a sissy and being fucked by a dog. I have little choice but to obey their instructions or risk being exposed. One of the guys that is in the group is a cattle rancher from out of the city. He uses me every time he comes to town. This last time was at the Agribition, a large agricultural show and cattle sale. He was showing some of his cattle. I got an email that said he was going to be in town and that I should be dressed in my wig, jean jacket, short jean skirt , stockings and heels and be at the side entrance to the Agridome precisely at 6 am. I am semi-passable and usually only go out dressed at night. I was nervous, but did as I was told. I got there a little early and the place was already busy with people setting up for the days events. One guy saw me, came over and asked if I was looking for someone. Before I could say anything my blackmailer came over and said, ?This is the faggot I was telling you about. I?m going to use her all day in the stalls.? He told me to lift up my skirt and show him my clitty. He stared at my clit, looked me in the face and said, ?Well little faggot I?m going to enjoy using you.? He slapped my balls hard and told my owner he would see him later. My tormentor grabbed my balls and put a three snap leather ball stretcher on with a little bell on the end. When I put my skirt down you could see my balls and when I walked the bell tinkled. He said, ?Let?s go Fag.? He took me into the barns and introduced me to some of his friends, having me show off my clitty and cunt to them. Some felt me up, while others just looked and said they would be looking forward to later in the day. We finally got to his set of stalls. There was a Stallion and a Bull, all nicely groomed. There was a small room adjacent to the stalls. It would be my room for the day. He ushered me inside, pushed me to my knees, whipped out his large cock and shoved it down my throat. He viciously fucked my face for about 5 minutes and then shot a huge load down my throat. He held his cock in my mouth as it softened, telling me he needed that. Once he was soft he pulled out and told me to strip, everything off. I was now naked. There was a bench with rings at the corners in the middle of the room. He told me to lay on my back, while he attached my wrists and ankles to the rings. My head hung over the edge and my cock and balls were totally exposed. He said, ?There are going to be people coming to use you. You are to do anything they say. If I hear one complaint, you?ll be sorry. Understand!? I nodded my head. At that he left. A little while later I heard voices and the door opened. There were two rather large men looking at me. ?Dam, he wasn?t lying. He does have a faggot tied up in here,? one said. At that they both dropped their pants and exposed two rather large cocks. One guy came to my mouth and said, ?Suck faggot?, while the other started to play with my clit. The guy in my mouth quickly started pounding away, no subtlety here, just brute force. He said, ?Man you got to try this throat. I?m all the way in and he is still taking it.? The other said he wanted my cunt. He undid the straps holding my ankles and pulled my legs over my head, giving my ankles to the guy fucking my throat. ?Here, hold these,? he said. Now my cunt was totally exposed. He spit on it and then proceeded to shove two fingers in. After roughly fingering my hole for a few minutes he reached over to a self and grabbed a bottle of jlube. He looked at me and said, ?This will grease you up real good, plus it numbs your hole. You?ll be able to take lots of things in your cunt today.? He applied the lube and then stuck four fingers in my hole. I knew what was coming next. He curled his thumb over and pushed his fist past my sphincter and into my anal passage. He laughed at how easily it went in. He waited a minute and then started going in and out. He did this for about twenty minutes, slowly going in and out. Meanwhile the guy in my mouth started to cum. He held his cock in my throat and cum started coming out of my nose. They both laughed at that. Pretty soon the guy fisting my ass quit. The other guy looked and said, ?You sure wrecked that hole. He won?t feel a thing for the rest of the day.? At that, they retied my ankles to the bench and left. Next to come in were two women. They laughed when they saw me and started calling me names. Both had beers in their hands and were kind of drunk. One took her jeans off, exposing a nicely shaved pussy and asshole. She came to the end of the bench and told me to eat her holes and to do a good job. Both were musky smelling from her day?s activities. I went to work with gusto. She soon started to moan and said to the other girl, ?Sally, he?s pretty good at this. You got to try him.? Sally replied, ?No, I?m going to abuse this faggot. I got no use for males right now.? I later found out she was going through a nasty divorce. At that she took her beer bottle, put it at the entrance to my cunt and shoved it in. Because of my previous fisting it went in quickly, as well as most of her hand. ?I?ll be dammed. Did you see that? The faggot took it all!? She then turned her attention to my exposed cock and balls. My balls had been in the leather stretcher nearly four hours and were dark purple and numb. She grabbed a cattle switch from a shelf and started whipping them. Softly at first, but then harder. I was trying to scream, but the girl sitting on my face kept grinding her asshole into my mouth. I heard her say, ?That?s it Sal. Go to town on those balls. He doesn?t need them anyway.? At that she really started whipping. I was in tremendous pain and I passed out. The next thing I know is my blackmailer is there giving the girls shit for what they did to my balls. He escorted them out and came back. He untied me and said he was sorry for their behaviour. I looked down at my balls and they were a bloody mess, covered with welts and bruises. He gave me a cloth and told me to clean up. While I was cleaning up he brought some udder butter to put on my balls. ?It works on the cows,? he said. While I was applying the salve the beer bottle in my cunt started to slip out. He laughed when he saw it. The rest of the afternoon I was left untied and provided blow jobs to whomever came in the room. I counted 10 guys who used my mouth. I swallowed all their loads like a good little sissy. I didn?t want any complaints. By now it was getting dark and the show was closing for the evening. My blackmailer and the first two guys came in. He said, ?On your knees and present your cunt.? I immediately did as I was told. They looked at my hole and I heard one say it needs more stretching. I felt some jlube being applied and a cock going in my hole. He fucked me hard until he came. One of the guys was laying on the bench with his cock standing straight up. I was told to mount it. It slid in rather easily. He grabbed me and had me lean forward. As I leaned forward a cock was placed in my mouth. It was the one that had been in my cunt. It was covered with jlube and I felt my lips and throat tingle as it slid in. They quickly became numb. While this was going on the third cock was placed at the entrance to my cunt. With already one cock in there the other took awhile to get in. Soon it pushed in and I thought I was going to be split in two. They started to go to town on my cunt, both pumping viciously. Soon all three cocks were close to cumming. In unison they pour their cum into my abused holes. They held their cocks in me until they softened and the withdrew. I was left laying in an exhausted mess on the bench. They left the room and I heard them talking outside. My cunt was a mess, I could put my whole fist in it and not feel anything. Also, my throat was numb from the lidocaine in the jlube. My tormentor returned and said, ?One more thing for you to do and then you?re free to go.? I slowly nodded my head. He reached over, grabbed my still tender cock and balls and attached a cock and ball harness with a leash. He grabbed hold of the leash and said, ?Come with me!? We left the room and entered the stalls, only the Bull was there. We kept on going into the now empty aisle ways, me totally naked being led by my balls by my Master. We entered a small showroom. There was a ring area and about 100 seats in the seating area. Most were full. I looked to the ring and there was the stallion. I got the picture really quick. I was supposed to let the horse fuck me. I started to hesitate, but a quick tug on my battered genitals made me proceed. I was led into the ring and strapped to a bench on my back. My head hung over the edge and my legs were brought up over my shoulders and attached to the rings. My mouth and cunt were totally exposed in this position. I?d seen the video of that guy who had been fucked by a stallion and ended up dieing. I was really worried. My Master started to speak. ?This is the faggot I?ve been telling you all about. Some of you have even used him today.? There was a round of applause. ?His last task of the day is to fuck my stallion, Pepper. All of you have paid good money to see this, so let?s get started.? At that the Pepper was led over to me and he was jerked off until his cock started to descend from its sheeth. It was then placed at my mouth. ?Open wide faggot,? my Master said. I opened my mouth and the huge cock quickly filled my mouth. I soon felt it deep in my throat, filling me completely. I heard some of the audience clapping in appreciation. They jerked the cock while it was in my mouth. I couldn?t feel a thing because of the jlube. After a while I heard my Master say, ?It?s time.? The cock was taken from my mouth and the stallion was walked around to the other end of the bench. ?Now, ladies and gentlemen watch as this faggot is bred.? At that the horse jumped up and placed it?s hooves on the bench, his huge cock at the entrance to my cunt. My Master grabbed the cock and placed the tip in my gaping hole. The horse lunged forward and his cock skewered my cunt. I let out a huge scream. I heard a lot of laughing. The horse only fucked my cunt three or four times before it started to cum. It withdrew its cock and cum gushed out of my now torn and wrecked cunt. At this point most people filed out, but a few came to get a look at the damage the horse had caused. A few took pictures, while one woman even shoved her hand in me and felt around. When everyone had left I was untied and told I was free to go. I was naked and in the middle of the Agridome. The guys left me and said my keys were in my car at the end of the parking lot. I cautiously walked into the hallway and I was totally lost. The girls that had abused me were standing there. The one that had whipped my balls said, ?Faggot, looks like you are in a predicament. The security guard is going to be coming around soon. We?ll help you get to your car, but it?ll cost you?? I quickly agreed to their terms. One said, ?Bend over and spread that hole!? ?Look at that mess. It?s just a huge tunnel, right to his guts,? the other said. She grabbed a beer bottle to shove up my cunt, but it was too small. The whipper found a discarded wine bottle and said, ?This will do.? She pushed it in and my hole closed around it. The other grabbed my tender balls and led me to the exit. Once there they told me my car was just across the lot and it was dark so I should be able to make it unseen. They told me to bend over and spread. I thought they were going to remove the bottle from my cunt, but instead the whipper kicked my directly in my tender balls. I dropped like a stone. I must of passed out because the next thing I know I?m laying in the parking lot, naked and the sun is starting to come up. People are starting to arrive for work. Just as I reached my car my Master pulled up in his truck. He looked at me, laughed and said, ?Get in.?
bestiality/matt-and-doggie-douggie.txt	Date: Fri, 6 Jul 2007 00:17:36 -0700 From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com> Subject: "Matt and Doggie Douggie" by Jay Roberts Gay Beastiality +++No, this isn't Yellow Dog or one of those Disney stories, it's a nasty porno story of boys and a dog. It's for guys who have that taste, not for under 18's or disapproving prudes. I'm Jeff, sixteen, just graduated Central High in Altoona, Pa. I have a swimming scholarship to Slippery Rock, life is good. I have the whole summer to waste with no responsibilities. The problem is that all my friends are away, especially the girl I must often got benefits from, Sue. She had great hands and a Dirt Devil mouth. I had to contend with a daily wank, pale in comparison. I am six feet one, brood shoulders like the backstroker I am. My good body is not exactly repeated in my face. I'm just average in looks, maybe my nose is a bit too long, but my new shadow moustache and chin stuff helps. At least my eyes are nice, dark blue, and I have good teeth that can cut through steel. After two weeks of hanging around the house my Mom was getting tired of me sprawled on the couch with the TV on. One day she came back from shopping and she had met Mrs. Danford. It seems her son Matt was away in the Poconos at their hunting cabin. Mom says, that she says that Matt is getting lonely up there. "Would you like to drive up to spend some time with him." "Sure, if it's okay with him." I knew Matt pretty well. He was one year ahead of me. I know he had a tragedy, his best friend Doug was killed in an motorcycle accident a few months ago. Matt took it very hard and I think his time at the cabin was to help him get over his sadness. The cell phone answer came back from Matt to me. "Sure Jeff, come on up, bring your shotgun. We hunt to eat here." "Who's we?" "Me and my dog Duggie." Now that was creepy that he named his dog after his dead best friend. Anyway, the drive was only a few hours and I drove the last mile through rutty roads. Hell, this cabin was really remote. Finally I could see the little one room log cabin up on a crest, but I could drive any further. I left the car and shouldered my shit and tramped up to the front door. It was partly open and I could smell some delicious food cooking. I was really hungry. I pushed open the door and there was ol' Matt, naked as a Playgirl cover, a big spoon in his hand, stirring a big pot on the stove. Thus was a picture I would carry for life. "Hey Matt, your prick is dangling into the stew." He jumped a mile and then smiled broadly. He was a handsome dude, thick, unruly hair falling over his cute face, naturally red lips and arresting gray eyes. And though his lanky body was not buff, it was perfectly formed. I tried not to notice his large penis that swayed as he walked over to me. "Welcome to my palace in the woods. Stow yourself and git naked like the rest of us and have some stew." "Who's the rest of us?" "Oh, meet my friend Douggie." "You named him after Doug?" "Well maybe later I'll tell you about that." We sat down, Matt put on under shorts to be "formal" and I also was in my briefs. The stew was delicious. "Everything comes from the area, onions, herbs and the meat." "Don't tell me about the meat. It must be road kill or something, but if sure takes like the best beef." Matt laughed evilly. After lunch he took me on a quick tour of the area. There was a natural icy cold waterfall about a quarter mile behind the cabin. "That's still on our land. We could bottle this and make a fortune. I keep my beer there underwater. Lets grab some for later." Now the shaggy haired dog, Douggie followed along docilely. He was definitely Matt's dog. He walked closely behind Matt's heels. He also checked me out during lunch by sniffing my crotch and gave a tentative, by friendly lick on my thighs. It was a little erection producing. Matt laughed at my discomfort. "He's just making friends, and he can be a real friend." I was also amazed at how intelligent the dog Douggie was, Matt held up two cans of dog food, one was vegetarian, the other beef. The dog growled at the veggie one and barked and wagged his tail at the other. Uncanny. As the evening came on we ate the leftover stew and washed it down with beer, lot's of beer. In a short while it got a little chilly. "Our here the nights are in the 30's, we'll have to snuggle in bed." He laughed at my raised eyebrows. Now there had been some rumors in school that Matt might be gay and that his friend Doug and he were just too buddy-buddy. But Matt was a generally manly guy and I thought this was nasty stuff and they were just buds. Here we were, both sitting on the couch, wrapped in blankets, both on our third bottle of beer. I chanced broaching the subject. "You said you'd tell me the story about the dog's name." "There's a lot to tell, but you must keep this a secret between us. If this ever got out, I'd have to kill you and he looked over at his shot gun." "Okay, okay, I promise." "Well when I got to the cabin, there was this dog waiting for me. I stared at him the first time, hard, there was something reminiscent or familiar about him. Then it struck me. He was as if my pal Doug had been transformed into a dog, same wild hair and the eyes were Doug's. He came up to me and I called the name Doug. He barked and licked my hand." "Wow, a reincarnation, you think?" "I'm not into mystical stuff, but this dog is almost human. He understands everything I say and he is like Doug in other special ways." "Special ways. What you mean?" "Okay, here is the secret part you must never tell." He took a deep breath and then continued in a shaky voice, "Doug and I both straight. We both had girl friends, but..." "But what?" "But when there was no girl around, sometimes we helped each other out." "You mean you had sex together? He nodded. Now I am straight, but I think there is a little part of me that could have done that stuff as well, given the right circumstances. I was quiet thinking this out and finally Matt poked me. "You're shocked. You can go home in the morning if you wish." "Naw, it's live and let live. I try not to judge people "lest I be judged myself"." "You mean?" "No I never did anything with a guy, but I am not a homophobe." A few more beers and then we staggered across the room, dragging our blankets and fell into the big bed. Just as I was falling asleep, Douggie, the dog burrowed between us. His warm fuzzy body was welcome in the chilly air. About three o'clock by the bedside clock at half woke up. Matt had thrown the blanket off him, in spite of the cold, Douggie was straddling his legs, Matt was on his back, his cock sticking up. Matt was softly moaning with closed eyes and open mouth. It sure was hot to see. That dog licked so lovingly. Then suddenly the dog stopped and saw I was awake. He pulled at the blanket with his teeth and exposed my rapidly rising cock. If you can imagine it, Douggie grinned at me, very much the way the living boy Doug did. Then he gave my dick a lick. I grunted in surprise. He softly vocalized, rather than growled and licked again, this time with the whole bathmat of a hot tongue. My hips lifted in sexual pleasure. At that moment I heard Matt talking in my ear. "He likes you. He told me when he was alive that he found you hot. Let him have his fun." Then calling to the dog he said, "Douggie, alternate between us." The dog did so and soon both Matt and I were crooning our pleasure. Matt turned to me and kissed me hard on the lips. He kept his lips against mine, breathing into me. My tongue involuntarily pushed out encountering his. We licked each others' lips and tongue, groaning and humping Douggie's mouth. "Oh shit," I said, "He's licking my balls. I can't take too much of that. I can feel close to spewing." "Me too," grunted Matt. Soon Matt's muscular thighs began a fucking motion and he was crying out in sexual frenzy. "Oh, here it comes." He kissed me passionately and I could see his cock shooting into the dog's eager mouth. As soon as he finished his cum, he fell back and Douggie began on me again, licking my cock, sliding under for my heavy retracting balls and then I braced my hands under my hips and lifted up exposing my ass. Douggie dove for my ass, licking my asshole and pushing his tongue into my hole, then back to my cock. I was so sensitive there that three licks and I began shooting into his mouth. I saw that Matt had gotten back in action and he had hold of the dog's red protruding cock and was wanking him vigorously. Soon the dog wolf howled and began streaming colorless sperm into Matt's hand. "That's it pal, have a good cum." We all fell asleep from exhaustion. We woke up in the morning, both on our stomachs and Douggie moving from one to another, trying to get his cock into our asses. Matt realized what was going on and shoved a pillow under his hips and put one under my hips. In a moment the dog had straddled Matt's legs and was getting his red cock into Matt's hole. Matt was beginning to go into orbit. He was beyond being thrilled. Suddenly, the dog left Matt, still howling with excitement and straddled my legs and quickly pushed his slippery red snake into my ass. What a feeling. He kept his nails sheathed but his paws held me tight as he rapidly fucked me as his dog bitch. It felt fantastic. His hot breather was bathing my ear. He moaned slightly and I could swear I hear a human voice say, "Cum, now." Whatever I heard it triggered me into a mind shattering orgasm. Matt kept patting my sweating back encouraging me to lose all the spooge I had in me. When he and his dog pal were sure I was satisfied, Douggie again mounted Matt. Matt's eyes rolled up and he pushed his ass up at the dog's sticky cock. The dog almost humming entered Matt and rapidly fucked him. The two were moaning and one was barking out passion and that I think was Matt. They froze and the dog's big knob was inside Matt. When Matt could talk again he told me that he had to stay this way until the knob went down, otherwise he could tear something. Soon our morning sex was over and we both got up and washed in the ice cold water, swabbing our bodies that had sweated from our sexual exploits. "Shit," called Matt, standing beside me, "My pee pee looks like a five year olds from the cold. How's yours doing?" "Same," I told him, "But as soon as the sun warms up the woods and the cabin, my pride and joy will come back to normal size." "And activity, I hope." "Yeah, I am planning to fuck you better than your dog." The dog barked angrily at me. "Okay Douggie, settle down, you're a good fucker, no doubt." The dog lay down with a sign and went to sleep. "I might beat you to it. Watch out when you are sleeping." We took a football outside and we tossed it for about an hour or so. We hadn't had breakfast and we were both getting hungry. "No more stew left. We'll have to hit our stores." "What's in the stores?" "No much, eggs, sausage, coffee and some pound cake. It'll have to do." "You dog, I mean shit head, you know that sounds great. Much better than that stew mystery." Matt was an excellent cook. In a short time we had the table filled with great breakfast stuff. We ate the equivalent of two meals, because we planned a hike up the mountain after lunch. We set out at about one o'clock. Douggie followed along, staying close to Matt, but that dog was a sluggard. He's get tired, bark to make us stop and then fall down for a rest. It slowed us down, but we loved that dog and owed him a lot for the sexual pleasure he gave us. We reached the summit about four o'clock. We sagged down against a large rock to rest before descending. I whispered to Matt. "Do you hear snoring?" "Yeah. It's two snores, coming from the other side of the rock." I got up and circled to the other side. There were two kids, maybe our age or younger. They had very blond hair. These were study kids with strong pink/white legs in very short hiking shorts. We both called them the milk boys later. I leaned down an spoke to one of them. I realized they were twins. "Hello, you all right fellow?" He started. "Yah, okay." Then pointing to himself and the other boy, he said, "German men, how you say, twins." The other woke up and started at me and Matt who had come around the big rock. He said something in German. I think it was the word for beautiful. I turned to Matt, "I think we've come across two Teutonic Gays, the best kind, I think." The kid who had just woke up had a big bulge in his shorts and a the head of his pink cock could be seen at the leg hole. As people are, when there is no mutual language, things happen fast. I made the universal suggestion of masturbation and pointed to his meaty cock. The pretty German boys looked at each other and both nodded vigorously. They shucked their leather pants, exposing their delicious balloon, hairless pink and white thighs, their blond pubes tumbling over fat pink cocks with the red heads now peaking out. To start things off, I stood up and took off my hiking boots and shorts, allowing my cock to be free and showing half hard. Their eyes opened wide and in a fast moment they were naked from the waist down. The smell of human cock reached Douggie and he appeared. The Germans looked scared. By a few words and gestures I indicated that he was a pet dog and that he loved "boy's sausage." They nodded with understanding and Hans, the first kid I woke up motioned Douggie to come over. Douggie growled softly, his own cock coming out of his hairy sheath and he sniffed the European boys happily and put his tongue out and licked the head of Han's hot cock. Jahn, his twin brother waggled his cock and Douggie stopped on Hans and looked at the other cock. He began going from one to the other. Soon they were cursing in German and gasping with the excitement of a tongue as large as a bath mat. Matt pulled on the Berliners hips and pulled them into a crouch with their pink ass holes exposed to the mountain air. He pushed Douggie away and motioned me to come behind the big, smooth asses. "You can practice on them so you'll be good for me." I looked down at Han's pucker, now kissing the air, begging for my cock. I eased the head in. He was sputtering with agony soon to be replaced by a sing-song series of cries and moans. I could see that Matt had his boy in super pleasure as he pushed in rapidly and began a heavy fuck. Jahn was cooing loudly. We had the beauties at our mercy as we fucked them. Just a the moment we were coming closer to our cum Douggie came around behind us and sniffed our ass holes. Me first. I shrieked in surprise and pleasure. The bitch knew how to narrow his tongue and tongue fuck me. Then he did the same on Matt who turned toward me and puckered his lips out for a kiss. Matt loved to kiss as he came, and I knew he was about to cum as his face was scarlet and his eyes clamped shut. But both of us reached down under our guy and grabbed their stiff cocks and stroked them easily to a crashing climax. It was a Blitzkrieg of sensation for both of them as their cocks emptied in six spurts on the sandy ground. "I'm cuming," shouted Matt. I couldn't speak as my cum was so hard I almost fainted. "Tanks you zo much, mein brother and I haf never had a fuck zo guot." Matt and I leaned down and gave each of the sweeties a big kiss, pulled up our stuff and hiked down the mountain, poor tired Douggie following behind us, complaining all the way. Matt said that it was exactly the his friend Doug was on a hike, always tired, always complaining. Back at the cabin Matt packed a pipe to share. He grew the stuff in back of the cabin, cured it himself. It was mild but soothing and before we knew it we felt our eyes closing. Douggie who always was a lover of maryjane came up close and Matt blew a lot of smoke at him. He kinda smiled and lay on his back and snored into a sleep. We continued a bit but we were almost asleep on our feet. Matt just managed to put the pipe on a plate and we fell asleep in each other's arms. We both woke up at the same time, Matts cock was sticking in my ass crack. "You want to be fucked, American style, Jeff?" I said okay in a tentative voice. This was new for me. Matt began by kissing my bare back. Shit that was excellent. He kissed and licked me all the way down to the beginning of my ass crack. Then he told me that I had cute side dimples that needed attention. He proceeded to kiss them until my ass hole began to tingle. He spread my ass cheek and licked the swirl of hair there and then did a Douggie but lightly fucking my hole with his tongue. After a few minutes of this my ass hole was open wide and I longed to feel his cock in me. He sensed it and put the head in. Sweat broke out on my back from fear and excitement. "Is this too painful for you babe?" "I can take it Matt, just go real slow and keep stopping." Matt was restrained and took a long time to finally get his whole cock into me. I knew it when his fuzzy pubes were against my ass. Then he moved slightly and I called out, "What the fuck was that? Something/s happening." He grunted, "That's your hot button. If I keep sawing back and forth over it, you'll come like a summer storm." As he finished that sentence he moaned into my ear. "Fucking Douggie's got his bent tongue in my ass. It's so long that he's rubbing my prostate. Oh shit, I'm about to spew. Cum with me." He grunted. I grunted even louder. Douggie was purring and humping in the air. He shot his load over Matt's legs and as Matt felt it he began unloading hot sperm in my sensitive ass. That got me into a cum mode as my hips began a slow fucking motion and my cock vibrated and my balls swirled and I almost fainted as my cum shot out in heavy blasts. Two guys and a dog collapsed on the bed. In a minute we three were breathing heavily and regularly in deep post orgasmic sleep. When we woke up it was about nine at night and we were all starved. Douggie was holding his favorite can of dog food in his mouth and wagging his tail as a hint. Matt opened the can and got some franks started in a frying pan and heated some beans. He put the stuff on the table and to our amazement Douggie took his can and placed it on the table and sat on a chair along with us. I reached over to pat and rub the dog but Matt pushed my hand away. "Don't get him started. A few rubs and he gets horny again and nothing will please him other than a fuck." Well the visit ended. I was happy with my two best friends even though my ass was kind of sore. I knew there would be lots of fun when Matt and his old friend came down the mountain and visited me. End
bestiality/goodbye-rover.txt	Date: Mon, 15 Aug 2016 05:11:12 +0000 (UTC) From: craigbrownmagic@yahoo.com Subject: Goodbye Rover - Helllloo Gee Gees pt 1 Goodbye Rover, Helllooo Gee Gees Part 1. By Pepperpuppy ********************************************************************* You can always contact me at ... craigbrownmagic@yahoo.com but I don't live on the net so please be patient waiting for a reply. Now for the obligatory housekeeping side... I'd like to encourage the rest of you to consider sending a small donation to Nifty. This can be done by going to the website listed at the end of this sentence and following the instructions... http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html BUT...As much fun as you find in reading this site, if you're under age it might be better if you left, like right "NOW". When you're legally able to read the contents of this site please come back and do so. Now piss off and go play outside OK. ******************************************************************** I received a number of replies to my "Rover" series and I'd like to thank the people who took the time to contact me offering advice and / or encouragement. In almost every instance you were very encouraging but it has also made me think that "some" of Nifty's readers out there MIGHT possibly be somewhat "disturbed" if you get my meaning...hah, hah, hah! Now THIS new story is a sort of continuance from where the last story ended although two years later on in the timeline and includes almost nothing of good old Rover and his mates! ******************************************************************** Goodbye Rover, Helllooo Gee Gees. As it turned out, JOHN and Myra's entry into horse breeding was to become extremely successful. Initially the cash drain was quite considerable, since it took a lot of patience, money and particularly time to train stallions into accepting that human females and males could be a good substitute for mares. Candace and I for our part worked had to ensure not only that their canine breeding business didn't lose customers and we actually increased its net profit by almost 25% during the following two years from when we had willingly joined them to work and manage their dog business. This extra cash ensured that John and Myra's new horse "breeding" venture was able to get established without them having to worry about too big a drain on their cash reserves, which we discovered were very sizable anyhow. Over drinks one night two years later the four of us reminisced over some of the things that had happened during that time... Eventually to get their horse "breeding" business established John and Myra had spent a minor fortune to purchase and groom from overseas five full sized horse stallions along with two Shetland ponies for the servicing side along with two mares which they needed to have to act as teasers for the stallions. The secretions from the two mares when they were in season, were carefully captured and stored so that they could be used much the same way that bitch secretions were used in the dog side of the business. Myra had always acknowledged that she'd be the one who'd be used as the crash test dummy for a lot of the training needed on the stallions and over time Candace and I watched her walk gait change from initially that of a coy woman with a sexy strut to that of a woman who walked around with a somewhat bowlegged step AND STANCE. After having watching and participated in several training sessions early on, Candice and I could easily understand how this came about. Over time, John's walking gait changed as well for that matter, but perhaps not quite so drastically! They had hired two Greek couples experienced in this type of breeding that they knew they needed to explain and show them about the breeding of horses and humans. Although there were several methods for breeding the hired hands quickly converted them into accepting and adopting the saddle riding method as being the far more gentle (and successful) way for full sized horse stallions to service human customers than what the four of had thought would have been the more normally accepted method, which we had all foolishly assumed was the same as with dog breeding. Mind you while the equestrian side of the business was in its infancy and they only had the two Shetland ponies for learning with, which they had purchased from Greece already fully trained. In their instance, the same fucking method had to be used as it was for canines. But unlike dogs servicing a human, which could last anywhere from ten minutes to an hour or more, mating stallions were often finished inside of two minutes. Mind you those two minutes could sometimes be especially dramatic, as was the end result of a gaping vagina that more often than not was left spewing out thick gobs of off-white coloured semen. The problem with any of it was that it hardly allowed a woman (Myra, in this instance although John and to a lesser extent Candace and I also learnt to experience Shetland breeding too) enough time to enjoy herself before the stallion had ejaculated in her and was exiting her. We certainly all agreed that the horse's far more sudden entry and it's penis girth was definitely more dramatic than that of a dog, but the dog's servicing was usually far more enjoyable, especially since it was always took a far longer time to finish a servicing of its partner than a stallion did. You also didn't have to worry about stray hooves hitting the side of your head and possibly rendering you unconscious if you were unfortunate enough to have it happen to you, as both John and Myra did on separate occasions. Candace's first time with a horse found that the initial mounting by the Shetland had her actually screaming out in pain as the small pony's thick cock violently invaded her vagina and after just a few quick thrusts inside of her, saw that same thick cock quickly slithering out of her, leaving the insides of her legs and thighs covered in horse cum leaking out of her obscenely stretched and gaping vagina. MY first breeding was exactly the same as I screamed even louder while something incredibly thick and stiff savagely ripped into and through my anus, while in the same breath was quickly forced far inside of me. Before my body (and arse) even had a chance to get use to the monstrous invader, less than a minute I then felt a solid thump on my internal stomach walls as the Shetland unleashed his sperm inside of me and his cock was evacuating me. Then, like Candace, I felt my insides almost being wrenched out of me as his dick slithered out, which was far worse than any dog's exit from my now well trained anus. The next day saw me wishing I'd never agreed to try horse sex because my still very sore arse had to do a "client special" mating that included filming. That day the client had booked me to mate with Jethro our largest dog, and I have to state that Jethro's servicing was one of unmitigated agony as my pony stretched bruised arse had nowhere near recovered enough from the Shetland's exertions the day before. The customer, Damien, was a gay "bottom" and a semi regular customer of ours, who told me he enjoyed my discomfort so much during Jethro's breeding me, that he actually came in his pants and proved it to me by pulling down his trousers and showing me the front of his underwear! Part of the filming contract was that Damien would be allowed to lick my arse clean after Jethro had mated me. Candace acting quickly also managed to get him to pay an additional $100 for me to clean Damien up, much to my chagrin! ********************** As the full sized horses John and Myra had purchased became better trained and more accustomed to their human "mares" during that first two years, Gina, the main trainer of the four people employed for the horse training, organised for several (riding) saddles to be specifically manufactured for the business. Both Myra and John had questioned the cost of the saddles, which were $8,000 each until they had been delivered and were shown how they worked. These "riding" saddles didn't look or function anything like the saddles that you might normally see on a horse's back and were a number of thick and thin leather straps attached to a much longer type of saddle that was positioned in such a way that allowed the straps to hang down and around the belly of the horse. After the saddles were delivered, Gina said she'd demonstrate how the saddles worked. So without any fanfare she asked Enrico to go saddle a horse before leading us off into the main breeding barn, especially built for the business, where she stripped naked and with the appearance of a saddled horse, before allowing two of her three compatriots to help her get under the horse and into the straps, while she explained to Myra and John what each strap was for as her compatriots secured her body around each strap. After having fastened them around a casually relaxed Gina, they lifted her body up by both lift and pulling on various straps on the saddle, just enough under the horse that she now appeared to be close slung up and facing the horses stomach. Her own head was now almost between the horse's front legs which looked unusually strange to the four of us, while her hands and feet were cuffed in straps so that she appeared to be hugging the horse from underneath its body. The hand straps she explained, were so she could raise herself up and forward on them if she needed to change position slightly. Her legs, now held in place by straps were splayed around the horse's stomach, making it obvious even to an ignoramus that Gina was now helpless and spreadeagled, available to the stallion for sex and unable to do anything to prevent it. She explained to John and Myra that she wasn't uncomfortable in this position as a much thicker set of two straps held her back and waist for support. Her friend Rita then gave her something to swallow, which she did with blas� nonchalance. Rita then went and got some sort of jar filled with brackish coloured liquid and bought it back to stand beside Gina before briefly holding it up to the horse's nose. Almost immediately the stallion started neighing and moving about restlessly. His dick loudly and quickly dropped out of his sheath and in almost an instant, was rigidly hard and pointing up to be almost touching its own stomach. The dripping tip of his enormous cock was now only millimetres from Gina's exposed vaginal opening and perhaps only half an inch movement would see the stallion's huge flaring bulbous tip actually inside of it. Even as awkwardly positioned under the stallion's body as she was, Gina began explaining to Myra and John about how the stallions cock could now be easily slid inside of her with just the slightest help, which her partner Enrico would proceed to do shortly. He had been holding a very large tube of something which he carefully inserted inside Gina's vagina first before he squeezed on it hard several times. In moments a shiny liquid was oozing out from between her legs, before with Rita's hands helping him, Enrico carefully eased the huge end of the stallions cock into Gina's new well lubricated vagina. Gina moaned gently as the thick end of the stallions cock was gently worked just inside of her and as this was done, the stallion began pawing the ground impatiently. We watched as the movement of his back legs eased the thick dick slightly further inside Gina's what appeared to be now, reluctant and obscenely stretched opening. The stallion's body started becoming more fidgety as Rita held his bridle and started to walk him around in a large circle in an effort to calm the horse down. While Rita did this Enrico called over to John and Myra to watch, as he explained that the walking around allowed the stallions cock to rock slightly back and forth in time with each step inside of his partner. Enrico then went over and walked on the other side of the horse's head holding onto a strap attached to its bridle, as Rita struggled to keep the stallion only walking and not try to rear up or break into a faster or more awkward gait. Meanwhile Gina was now moaning very loudly, crying out words in her own language. Enrico tried to explain to Myra and John how the horse's walking motion and his partner's tight vagina were stimulating the horse's cock which told its own brain that it needed to service the human "mare". As he spoke, Gina began trying to pull herself up by the straps attached to her wrists and hands but it appeared that she had little strength in them to do so. Each time she did and her body started to rise up away from her huge intruder, moments later she'd sigh with exhaustion and her body would slide back down only to have her vagina impaled even further onto the stallion's huge cock as she appeared to moan in defeat. After a few more desperate attempts, Gina's voice shrilly shouted out something and Enrico immediately let go of the lead he was holding and Rita grabbed it from the other side as he dropped back and down under the stallion, so that his hands could grab a hold of the stallions hard cock. He then started to rub both hands frantically on the huge black rod and with some snickering from the stallion and with its eye's flaring, loudly neighed and Gina screamed out something unintelligible. A sudden loud squelching noise drew everyone's eyes back towards Gina's vagina which now had frothing white foam freely flowing from out of it. The flow seemed quite thick and had some large air bubbles mixed in with it as well. The stallion's body seemed to tremble for a few moments as it breathing increased quickly and noisily. Gina was now making one long drawn out moaning noise before she screamed as the stallion's cock slowly retracted from inside of her. With an audible pop it fell out of her and downwards towards the ground, whereupon it started to promptly retract back into its black sheath under the back of its body. Enrico, Rita and her partner were now loudly shouting out words in their own language, possibly of congratulations, as well as loudly applauding. Myra, John, Candy and I decided to applaud as well although none of us understood a word of what her friends were shouting out. Myra and John told us afterwards that they'd been afraid that Gina might have been hurt internally since she was squirming around so much in the saddle straps and moaning very loudly. Enrico meanwhile enthusiastically shouted to Myra and John, "Gina's ridden the belly and tamed the beast, magnifique Gina" and started laughing loudly while his two compatriots joined him in continuing to shout out compliments to Gina, who was now slumped in the body straps whimpering and moaning in a low voice. By unfastening the two wide straps supporting her back and buttocks, her two compatriots were able to allow Gina to slide down and into Enrico's waiting arms which also seemed to show how easily a person could be released from the saddle. Enrico confirmed this to Myra and John as he held onto Gina's body, explaining that it was the easiest and quickest way to dismount from the belly saddle. Several minutes later Gina said she was OK as she struggled out of her partners arms, her thighs and vagina covered in pungent smelling horse cum, which was also still dripping out of her in large globs noisily hitting the dirt as Gina blithely stood naked infront of everyone with a smile of contentment on her face. "Anyone else want to ride the belly" she inquired before laughing out loud and turning around to walk towards the shower area oblivious of how she, or more pertinently her legs and thighs looked thickly coated in horse cum. The two guys then went with Myra and John to go and saddle another of the stallions for Rita to demonstrate the saddle as well, since she had been begging them to do so while they were getting Gina strapped up initially. The four hired hands had already learnt how both Myra and John like to learn quickly, by participating in the various duties of the horse stables. To their credit and with little assistance from the other three, they managed to get one of the other stallions properly saddled in a "belly saddle" as they know called it. Candace and I watched on but were watching and trying to memorise each step As the five of them walked the stallion back into the large barn, Gina reappeared unashamedly wearing only a bra and panties, although the panties she was wearing had a very large bulge in their gusset, which John was unabashedly staring at. Gina apologised, nonchalantly explaining that she needing to wear several thick napkins because of all the horse cum still leaking out inside of her. As with when she had been in the saddle, Gina gave a tablet to Rita to swallow before along with Rita's boyfriend making sure that Rita's straps were securely in place and that Rita was comfortable under her lover. This time though, it was Rita's boyfriend who inserted another tube of lubricant into his girlfriend's vagina. As soon as Enrico held the small jar up to the horse's nose, it was almost a carbon copy of Gina's mating except for Rita's strength in her arms which allowed her to work the stallion's enormous cock even further inside of her than Gina had had done with her initial demonstration. Perhaps Rita was showing off, because she didn't need her boyfriend's arms around her body to support her after she had slid out of the saddle straps. Myra told the other three of us that evening how astonished she was when she heard Rita ask if she could have another stallion straight away. Apparently her two male compatriots decided otherwise for her, before she reluctantly went to shower the horse sperm out of her gaping vagina. After relating back todays exciting events, Myra informed Candy and I that Myra herself would get to try her first belly ride the following day and invited us to attend, which only required me moving an afternoon dog mating to a lunchtime appointment. Very early on when setting up the horse breeding venture and after they had hired their four Greek "trainees", Myra and John had been told about the happy juice pills that they used. In turn Myra and John told the four about their injection method and after having one of the tablets tested, had discovered that the tablets acted similarly to their own injection serum, although their serum was about 30% stronger and had the added benefit of having a strong anti-inhabitant drug as well, which after the Europeans had tried the injections, said they favoured them over their tablets, since it made them considerably hornier during breeding's. The following afternoon Candy and I made sure that we were over at the "horse centre" with plenty of time to spare. Myra was understandably nervous and although a veteran of now countless Shetland mating's, seemed scared stiff about having a fully grown horse mount her. John had mixed an extra strong dose of happy juice for her today as he told his wife "in a moment honey you'll be so far off your chops it won't matter", before gleefully injected into her hips to hopefully allow her to enjoy her first time. Rita and Gina were on hand watching all four of us and after the juice took effect on Myra took great delight in making sure her vagina was well lubricated. They did so well infact that both John and myself, Candy, Rita and Gina ALL got oral freebies from Myra she was so horny and frantic from the stronger injection. I'm sure that if the two boyfriends had been around Myra would have sucked them off as well. Once Myra had finished all of us in the room, we led her stark naked out and into the barn, where Enrico and Rita's boyfriend Dumas were waiting with an already saddled stallion for her. With a lot of laughter from Myra we four of we men helped her under the horse and into the saddle straps until she was soon comfortably facing the chest and stomach of her newest lover. Gina and Rita again showed Myra how to use the hand straps to help her move closer to or away from her lover, before Enrico showing her the jar asked if she was ready. With a cheerful "ready and willing" from Myra he proceeded to arouse the stallion and in under 30 seconds a loud slapping noise showed that Myra's horsey lover was especially eager to meet her and introduce her to his huge thick cock. It had been agreed to that John would place the stallions cock just inside of Myra this first time, and with Enrico watching to ensure he did it right, John carefully took the end of the stallion's steel stiff rod and ran it over Myra's vagina lips before gently pushing the huge penis head just enough to slide inside her so that it stayed there. As the huge head slid inside of her now tightly stretched vagina, Myra groaned loudly before saying she'd never had anything so thick inside of her before, but that it felt fantastic. Uninvited Gina and Rita decided to tease both of Myra's nipples for her as their personal contribution to helping her enjoy the unexpected fullness now inside of her. John was then instructed to start slowly walking the horse around the barn and after just a few paces Myra was screaming out that the horse was too big for her, before Gina and Rita shouted out to her to use her hands and arms to lift herself away from her lover. Myra quickly did this but also quickly discovered that she didn't have much strength in her arms as each time she managed to work her thighs away a little from her equine partner. She tried several times using the straps she was holding onto to lift herself off his cock, only to each time find herself sliding back down and be impaled just that little bit further inside her each time. Myra's grossly extended vaginal lips were now also well and truly glistening with the lubricant Rita and Gina had so enthusiastically applied inside her cunt which was ensuring that each slide back onto the stallion was actually made easier and allowed the stallion's cock to slide further into her. The ease of Myra's well lubricated vaginal motion sliding up and down on the aroused the stallion made him start to thrust harder even though the saddle was hindering him. With a loud neighing and a blood curdling scream from Myra he lunged forward on his ejaculating burst far enough to ensure that Myra's cunt copped a full thirteen or fourteen inches of grotesquely thick and hard cock inside of her as along with the full force of his ejaculated sperm burst inside of her too. Everyone actually heard the loud "splat" sound of the horse's cum as he inseminated Myra's insides well and truly and then a loud shriek followed by loud groans and noising panting and breathing. Rita had after teasing Myra's nipples quickly taken a hold of the hand held projector we always kept on hand and began filming the area around Myra's vagina, so when we looked at it again later, it clearly showed Myra's vagina had horse cum gushing from out of it, all of which was recorded for posterity (and money too after the film showing her first time had been copied to DVD for sale). Just as quickly, her lover's cock was shrinking and ensured another loud scream as his softening thick head suddenly evacuated Myra's incredibly stretched and gaping cunt leaving her now slumped limp in the saddle straps exhausted. As frightened as I think that John, Candy and I were for Myra's wellbeing, everyone including ourselves all started applauding and shouting out in admiration at her breeding. Candy quickly bent down to visually inspect Myra's vagina for possible blood, and her quick shout that none was there saw John slow down his frantic pace at undoing her straps to allow Enrico to help him do it effectively. Myra's vagina had horse cum still flowing out of her although now at a considerably reduced rate as she slumped in to her husband's safe grip once the straps had allowed her to do so. Myra laughed feebly while telling John that he'd need some special training before he'd be able to "ride the belly". I looked around to see a naked Gina and Rita now on top of their willing partners, frantically riding them in the dirt so horny had the breeding session been. Candy hadn't been immune either as I saw her walking towards me while pulling her jeans down and telling me to fuck her good and hard, right here infront of everyone and right NOW. As she quickly stripped I did the same not caring that it was infront of strangers as well as John and Myra. I heard Myra ask John to help her onto her hands and knees so she could watch the two of us fuck and I glimpsed over to see him gently and carefully get his wife comfortably settled before he too turned to watch us. Candy was so frantic to be fucked that she grabbed me bending down to meet her and I was too stunned to stop her when she managed to make me fall down onto the sand in the barn, before quickly getting on top of me. I was rock hard from watching the stallion and found Candy's cunt wetter than I'd ever experienced with her before. She was immediately dropping down onto me impaling her wet slippery box as soon as I was inside of her. Several frantic bouncing drops onto my now sore groin had her calling out to Myra to let John fuck her as well. I didn't hear Myra's answer but quickly realised what it must have been as I soon saw a naked John and his incredibly huge penis now starting to kneel down behind Candy and his voice brusquely telling her he was going to rip her arse to shreds, as I saw him do a big spit into his right hand and obviously start to lubricate himself. I then heard his familiar chilling chuckle and Candace's eyes open wide in fright as I heard him grunt as Candy screamed out in sudden pain. Her vagina suddenly got extremely tight too and then felt his dick rub up against mine through the thin dividing wall between our two dicks. Myra shouted out "fuck the bitch's arse raw for me honey" and then laughed as Candy continued screaming loudly as John's cock savagely and mercilessly ploughed into her back door. I was doing my damnedest to do the same to her box that John was doing in wrecking her arse and Candy was mercilessly fucked hard in both holes. After a few minutes of this, Candy's body went limp and she began moaning senselessly as her body had over orgasmed. John was now holding onto her pliant body tightly since Candy would have collapsed otherwise. I felt my balls suddenly contract and give her vagina an incredible sperm bath as I erupted inside her. John however took a few minutes longer to cum and my penis had slid out of Candy well before a rough voice screamed out "take this bitch and see if you can walk afterwards" before he groaned and I saw him make one last savage thrust into her arse before he stopped suddenly. I knew that Candace's back passage was now getting a cum bath of considerable quantity, having seen and experienced how much sperm John could ejaculate more than once before, especially if we swapped partners in change of sex nights and I played being his "wife". After he had finished, John gently lowered Candy down so that she was lying next to me in the sand and telling me how sorry he was for how he'd behaved. I knew that passion had aroused all three of us and told him not to worry about it, knowing that he'd be worried about ruining a successful business team operation otherwise. Our two European couples were now lying well fucked and exhausted in the sand ten yards or so away from us, with Gina and Rita happily smiling while looking over at us from on top of their lovers. John went over to help Myra stand up before assisting her to walk over to the nearby shower room. I struggled to get Candy up but managed it eventually, hearing her tell me she'd just had her arse wrecked for a year, so I could forget about getting anything there for a while. We gathered up our clothes and headed toward the shower rooms just as John helped Myra inside. When we walked in, John told us to go and look at Myra and without any hesitation Candy and I walked over (well Candy limped more than walked). Bending down and close to look at Myra's vagina, we both saw how gaping her entrance was idly remarking to each other about the flow of sperm (although now very much reduced) that still dribbled out of her. Myra just laughed as she told Candy that she'd be expected to "ride the belly" herself in the next few weeks, before telling her husband that there was now a new rule about having no sex after animal breeding, or at least horse breeding... And if he thought she'd let him have her arse tonight since her cunt was out of use for a while...he'd be kidding himself. "Now honey pie, please help me over to the shower so I can wash off some of this horse cum on me. Hey Candy, how's your arse feel now anyway honey" Myra chuckled. "John do what I told him to?" Candy laughed back before replying "John fucked it loose for me `MY' and it's got to be about as wrecked as your box is right now I'm here to tell you. Craig sure as shit isn't going to have it again for a long long time, that's for sure."
bestiality/butch-boy.txt	Date: Tue, 16 Mar 1999 23:26:26 EST From: Nathan Harvey Subject: Butch Boy Butch Boy By Wild Man It was a hot day that summer and I was sitting on the porch of our little two- story house that Sunday afternoon I was what I was going to do this summer vacation. I was glad now I was eighteen and would be able to move out after graduation. Since mother had married Steve Keller and moved to the country to live with him she paid little attention to me. I could hear them at night screwing and they way she screamed and moaned for more I knew he was hung like an animal. As for Steve, her new husband, he seemed to like that damn dog of his more than me. Brutus his dog had accepted mother the day she moved into Steve's house but he was always growling and glaring at me. I was deathly afraid of his big Doberman. When the call came about Grandmother being sick Mother said she would come to look after her. I knew it was going to be one long summer alone with Steve and Brutus and I begged her to let me go with her. She said she was only going to be gone three months and it was too expensive. I watched as Steve and Mother pull away and decided to go in and watch TV. I lay there on the sofa and Brutus lay on the floor watching my every move. It was getting dark when I heard Steve pull up in the long gravel drive. He was carrying a bag and as he entered he told me to wash up for supper. Setting to bowls on the table he filled them with some dumb Chinese food telling it was his favorite and for me to eat up. Then taking a steak from the refrigerator he cut it in pieced and put it on a plate for Brutus. I muttered that was the steak mother had fixed for my supper and all Steve said was for me to shut up and eat. Grumbling I told him he that fed that Damn dog of his better than he did me. Coming over and grabbing up my dish he slammed it to the floor telling me if I was going to act like a bitch dog I might as well eat like one. When I tried to get up he put his foot on my back pushing me to the floor telling me to eat like a good dog. Now afraid of him I went down on all fours and began licking at my food. As Brutus gulped his food he kept glancing over at me. When he'd finished his steak he walked over licking my face like a playmate. It was the first time the dog was ever friendly to me. Steve sat there watching to make sure I ate then getting up dug through one of the kitchen drawers pulling out a dog collar. Reaching down putting it on me saying when he gave me the same respect that Brutus did I could take the collar off. Looking up at him he was smiling and leaning down patted my head like one of his pets. It was the first time Steve had ever made a move to be friendly even if it was a cruel joke. I wore that collar all that evening until I went to bed. When I got up that next morning I'd had this crazy dream of me being Steve's pet dog and how wonderful he treated me. Thinking I would get even with him for that stuff yesterday I decided to play the part of his dog. Drying off I combed my hair down around my face and staying naked put that color on. Slipping down the stairs I sat at that bowl waiting for him to come down for breakfast and feed his animals. Suddenly Brutus was sitting there next to me. Looking over and licking my face he ran his nose into my ass sniffing me like a bitch. That's how Steve found us, me sitting there naked with a collar on and Brutus sniffing my ass. Before I could even say anything he said I made a dam cute little bitch dog. Going along with the joke he fixed my breakfast and putting it into the dish. Then calling out "Come and eat Sammy and Brutus'. He fed the same thing to Brutus. We kept the joke up all day and he was wonderful to me. He talked laughed and even took us out in the yard to play catch. Determined to make my point I played catch like a dog. I of course was at a disadvantage playing the dog because my mouth was small than the dogs. Finally when we went into the house to finish the joke I licked his hand when he petted my head. We played that dog game all day. I thought for sure that he would tell me to stop it when it got to be bedtime. Crawling into bed that night I really did feel like a dog. It was at dawn when I awoke and he was standing over my bed. Putting a coke collar around my neck he said he was taking his pets out for a walk so they could relieved them selves. He led us around telling me I'd better shit and then he would take us in for our breakfast. Now I felt the joke was going to far but when I tried to get up he pulled on the choke chain forcing me down on all fours again. That was when it happed. I felt that cold nose of that hound up my ass and before I could move he was up on his hind legs trying to hump me. As Brutus mounted my ass Steve yanked up on my chain forcing me to stay on my knees and hold still or choke. I begged him to let me up but laughing he said I was the one playing a bitch so I was going to get fucked like a bitch. The dog had managed now to get that cock of his up my ass and was really going at me. Suddenly I began to realize I loved it and spreading my legs made it easy for Brutus to move even further up my back and into my ass. He began moving like a machine humping my ass. I felt that knot swelling up my ass and his warm fluid filling me. Steve was now having fits of laughter as he watched his two animals copulating. I tried to move away from Brutus but I found he was locked in my asshole. Great fucking show Sammy, now Brutus has his own bitch to fuck. Finally when he dismounted and I ran into the house crying like a baby. I had just let a dog fuck me. I stayed in my room the rest of the day and I must confess when I got over the shock of it I really liked being fucked by that dog. That night I I went to bed naked leaving my door open a little hoping he would try again. Around midnight I felt that cold nose nudging me. It was Brutus and he was hot again looking for his new bitch. Now I knew what it was all about and I really wanted him this time. Crawling out of bed I knelt with my chest on the bed letting him mount my ass again. He was really going at it and when I felt that knot swell again I knew what to expect. As his cock locked into my ass I waited for that wonderful hot feeling of his cum. That was when Steve threw on the lights. This time he just sat on the bed and rubbed the back of my neck like a pet telling me I was a good little bitch. When the dog finally got off of me he slipped out of the room and down to his bed. Steve walked over to the door and shutting it told me to just stay there. Seconds later he was standing there naked with his cock swelling and beginning to ooze. Softly saying while I was still slick from Brutus he wanted to fuck his bitch boy now. He slid right in and I began whimpering as that big cock of his stretched me wide open. Slapping me on the back he demanded me to keep my mouth shut and take it like a bitch with some kind of breading. He stayed getting his nuts off but when he came I missed the feeling of that knot up my ass. Pulling me up he told me I would be sleeping with him as his bitch until Mother got back. We fell into quite a routine after that. Steve would screw me at night and I learned to blow him in the morning. After getting up he would walk us letting Brutus hump me. I had really become a bitch and I looked forward to being fucked It was just what seemed like one short summer and Mother returned. Seeing the change in how we were getting alone she was absolutely delighted at how things had changed. She thought it was wonderful Steve had remodeled a room in the barn for me to stay while I was attending Jr. Collage. I could live at home and still go to school. He even hugged me in the morning when I would come to the house for breakfast. She loved it when he and I would go for long walks with the dog. He would always walk me back to the barn were Steve had fixed up that new bedroom for me. He had even put in a new stall in the barn for me telling me I was one of his prize animals. I would then always strip getting down on all fours crawl into my stall where I would service them like a good bitch. Then when they left I would go to my room and study. I now thought of Steve as my master more than my stepfather.
bestiality/roleplay.txt	Date: Mon, 18 Jan 2010 19:11:19 -0500 From: Randall Wolfe <keldric@hotmail.com> Subject: Roleplay This story contains detailed descriptions of male gangbang, male reluctance, male/male dog, oral, anal, and bondage. If any of these offend you, please stop reading now. Otherwise, please read, enjoy, and I welcome any comments and email you would like to send. This story is a fiction. Roleplay By Randall keldric@hotmail.com I was horny and bored and when I saw an ad for a gay phone meeting number, I thought, why not. I called and listened to the ads for a little while. Soon I decided to place my own and try to hook up with someone. A few days after I put my ad, I was online when I received a message. I had advertised myself as a kinky bottom and the guy said he was a top and what kink did I get into. I responded I was into many different things and would rarely say no to anything so long as it wasn't painful. He said since I was a bottom and kinky, would I be interested in roleplaying a rape fantasy. He'd always thought it would be fun to 'rape' someone and fuck them so much the hesitation and reluctance turned to passion. I'd never thought much about it, but since he said it, it did sound fun. We met for dinner that night to get to know each other. He was a larger man with a nice chest. We talked and decided we'd do this so we agreed on a place. There was a little park and a rest room on the far side on a trail that I'd happen to be using when he'd sneak in and take me. I must admit that my imagination was getting the best of me so by the time I arrived at this place the next day I was so horny I could barely move. I'd gotten there over an hour early, but I thought I'd go ahead and go in and wait. I made my way to the little restroom and went in. I dropped my pants to my knees as I pissed myself empty at the urinal. I then heard the door open. I shook with anticipation. Could he be early also? I wondered to myself. I stood still waiting to see what would happen. I didn't have to wait long as suddenly a cloth bag went over my head and my hands were grabbed and pulled behind me. I started to say something but a gag was forced into my mouth over the bag. I was led outside by at least 2 guys and felt myself being pushed forward till I was laid down across a stump or something. Both my hands were tied down on each side of it and my pants were violently pulled down to my knees. A cock suddenly slid into my ass. Damn the reality of this had me so hot. He hadn't mentioned bringing anyone, but somehow it turned me on more. The guy fucking me was stroking me hard and fast, definitely wasting no time. Too soon I felt him grunting and knew he was shooting his cum into me. He shot a large load into me before pulling his cock out of me. I then felt a pair of hands on my hips and another cock slid into me. This cock was a good size and he slid himself back and forth using long strokes. "Like that bitch?" he said as he fucked me. I couldn't help but wriggle my ass up and down, enjoying his cock so much. "Damn, I think he likes it" I heard another voice say. He fucked me for a wonderfully long time, stroking my ass and making me hornier with every stroke. Soon he also filled my ass with his hot load. "Mmmmmm", I managed through the gag. "He loves it", I heard someone say. "Let's see just how much he likes this then", I heard and I felt a furry weight on my back. I also felt something small and hot go into my ass. I was trying to figure out what was happening when I felt something holding my ass hard and the hot something in me was being rammed hard. I heard whining and put two and two together, realizing their dog was fucking me hard. His cock was being driven into me hard. I tried to pull away, but someone grabbed my balls and pulled me back into position as he drove his cock deep into me. His cock seemed to swell as he drove it deeply into me I could feel it getting bigger and soon felt something toward the base of it that was bigger. This bigger part was going in and out of my ass quickly. This disgusted me but it also felt good and I couldn't help how hard my cock was getting. Damn, this wasn't part of the plan, but I couldn't do anything except go with it. The large part went in and out of me a few times before I felt it go in and stay. I felt like someone was shoving the dog hard against me. He humped hard and kept getting larger. I so wanted him to stop, but I also was getting fucked so hard and damn it despite me it felt so good. Its cock got bigger and bigger and soon he stopped humping so hard, and then finally stopped completely. I could still feel his cock getting bigger and bigger. The dog seemed restless and hopped off of me. I immediate elation that it was over was replaced by a fear as a sharp pain told me he had swelled inside me too large to come out. I was not sure what to do, not that I could do anything except lay here. It felt like he spun his cock around inside me and in a moment I felt his leg slide over me. I could tell we were ass to ass, his gigantic cock stuck tightly in my ass and still growing longer. I had been around dogs before and I knew they got stuck together as they bred, but till now I'd never known or cared why. Also till now I would have said it couldn't happen between a dog and a human. Obviously I knew how wrong I was. He was uncomfortably big and seemed to be pulsing and growing even more. I felt my insides stretching as he grew. He pulled against me, but I knew we were stuck. I also knew it felt good. Despite my wants and my sense, it was a hell of a turn on and my cock was so hard I could hammer nails with it. "Like that don't you little bitch", I heard and someone was playing with my cock. It felt so good. I suddenly felt a squirting inside my ass and knew I was being filled with dog cum. Despite everything it felt damn good. I had never been stretched so. "What's that? Yours" someone said. "Nope, guess he smelled the bitch and just wandered up", said the other. Considering I felt a nose hit me every now and then, I knew another dog of some kind had wandered up. He stroked my cock, but stopped every time just before I came. Damn this tease was incredible. The pulsing hot cock swelling me felt so good I couldn't think of anything else except the pleasure. I almost came so many times my balls began to ache. Damn how much cum did this dog have and didn't these guys have any mercy. I would have given almost anything to just cum. I felt the huge cock deflating inside me and it soon slipped out. Quickly it was replaced by a human one fucking me hard and cumming. Then another one was fucking me as someone else was stroking my cock again. I almost came but he stopped, then started again as soon as I had lost some momentum. The gag loosened and was pulled off. "Please let me cum", I begged, Pleeeasse!!?!??!". "This bitch really loves this", the one stroking his cock into my ass said. He kept striking me. The other stroked my ass as he said "How bad do you want to cum?". "So very bad. Please". I felt the other guy cumming in my ass. I tried to rub my cock harder into his hand, but again he stopped just before I came. "Damn.. I need it", I said. "Tell you what", he said, "I have another large dog here. He just wandered up and he wants to cum too. I'll let you cum if you offer your ass to him.". "no" I said weakly not wanting another dog in me. "Are you sure?" he asked, stroking me till I was so close I could almost feel it and stopping. He ran his finger around the outside of my ass as he stroked me, again stopping just before I came but still rubbing my asshole and making me so crazy. Damn I had to cum soon. I so needed it. I was so horny. I hurt for release. 'Sure you don't want to help him?", he said again, stroking my cock and sliding his finger into my ass, then going round and round it again. My whole body was quivering with need. My balls felt like each one weighed 100 pounds. "Damn", I half muttered as I almost came then felt him stop milliseconds before I could start. "Look how he's suffering for some ass. And we all know you love it. Sure you want him to have to go away horny. He looks like he'll leave soon if you don't and we will certainly never give an orgasm to someone so cruel they wouldn't even help out a poor animal. We know you loved being the bitch for the other one. "no", I said even meeker, my balls aching for release as he slowly stroked me to near orgasm again and then stopped. Oh I hurt for orgasm. My ass was completely on fire with need. My cock was hard as a diamond. My whole abdomen ached with need. "Ok, fuck, let him have me... just make me cum", I said. "First you fuck him. I want to see him enjoy himself in your ass. NOT before". I felt a huge weight on my back pinning me hard to the stump. I also felt a hot cock sliding around my ass. Then it went in slightly. Quickly he shoved it all the way in nearly knocking the breath out of me. He fucked me hard and rough and deep. It felt like his cock was hitting the back of my navel. Then I felt his cock swelling deep inside me and knew I would soon be tied. Part of me wanted to pull away, but it did feel so damn good I almost couldn't stand it. I pushed back on him, getting him deeper. I could feel his knot swelling in my ass. Soon it took up all the space and started stretching me. It was huge and growing bigger by the second. Damn I felt like I'd split open like a watermelon anytime. He kept humping me, fucking me hard and swelling more and more. I pushed back, hoping if the knot slid deeper there might be more room. I felt it slide in a couple of inches deeper, but it filled this space just as tightly, still growing every second. Damn this one was far bigger than the last and still growing. "Fuck he's huge", I moaned. "The last was a German Sheppard. This is a Saint Bernard", he said laughing. I realized he might just pop me open. Fear rushed through me pushing my adrenaline even higher. Soon he mercifully stopped growing bigger. He still grew longer, going deeper into me than I thought anything could. Then he hopped off me and I felt him spinning. My insides spun with his massive massive throbbing knot. Soon we were ass to ass with his cum spurting into me. It felt so good. It felt sooo damn good I felt myself cumming hard, wetting my stomach and chest on the stump and I squirted load after load. I heard one of them say "Looks like you 2 made each other cum. you 2 lovebirds have fun", and I felt my hands being freed. I tried to pull of the sack, but it was tied around my neck. I managed to get it off after about 3 or 4 minutes of working the knot loose, but by now it was just me and this giant of a dog here. My cock was hard again and I stroked myself slowly, soon cumming hard again. I relaxed, letting him cum more and more into me. There was little else I could do. Despite everything it felt soo damn good I could feel my cock hard again. I could not believe a dog felt this good. I stroked myself again and enjoyed his hot cum. Soon I managed to cum once more. I then felt his huge knot shrinking and soon he popped free from me. Loads of his cum ran down each thigh to the ground. I stayed there for a few minutes recovering and letting my pumpkin sized ass close back to normal. It had been much more of an intense fantasy than I had expected and I was in total confusion about the dogs. I got up and pulled off my pants, then went back into the bathroom to clean up. I managed to get enough paper towels to clean myself off. Once I was finally cleaned up, I stood in front of the urinal and peed again. As I finished, I felt a hand go over my mouth and another grabbed my wrist. "Sorry I'm late Randall... Traffic", he said, forcing me outside and down to the ground. I felt his cock slid into my ass easily, fucking me hard and fast. He soon came hard, grunting each load into me. "Randall, I have some really intense ideas, but since you didn't really know me I thought we'd just do this. Would you like to do more sometime soon?", he asked. "Yes I would", I replied. "I'll call you then tonight", he said and he got up and left. I got up and went in, cleaning myself off again. I decided I needed to visit this place more often. By Randall keldric@hotmail.com
bestiality/the-barn-shower.txt	Date: Tue, 3 Nov 2009 07:43:22 -0800 (PST) From: Robert <dancer5612004@yahoo.com> Subject: The Barn Shower Daniel was all but 17, yet he had grown accustomed to the events and chores around his uncles ranch. On this day, the weather was hot in the middle of June, and he had been told to carry out his chores in the barn even in hot weather. Daniel had to paint some of the tired old wooden fences around the barn, that kept the small cattle into seclusion. It was extremely warm, and Daniel had thought to himself that a nice cool drenching from the nearby green hose would help him make it throught the day. He took off the red scarf from around his aching neck, and even decided to take off his jean shorts. Daniel was a good looking lad, with a very tight athletic body with a swimmers build. After turning on the hose with a round lever close by, the water came pouring out as he grasped the very end to point it in his direction. With only his white socks almost buried into his brown work shoes, he casually drenched himself cautiously with the spouting water from the hose. It felt good and wet to have the water falling over his body. The task of finishing his painting chore was close behind him and almost forgotten at this point. The barn was surrounded by various animals but his uncle preferred cattle and cows to wander almost freely because they never left the premises away from other neighbors close by. So freely they almost wandered in and out of the barn at will without regard for the large fenced off area on the outside field. The young calves were very trusting of his uncles place because they were well taken care of and very nourished. This was their home and they enjoyed the farm immensely along with the geese, occassional pigs, and one goat. It was basically a cattle farm, and this one very young calf wandered in to the area that Daniel was cooling off because the young calf was also thirsty. Daniel, however, was away in his thoughts of how he so not wanted to resume his chores at that moment, he was unaware of the calf that just walked into the pen. Immediately the calf went to the dripping water and began to drink what was falling to the ground. The calf was thirsty and also began to lick the side of Daniel's hip in the process. This caught Daniel by surprise to feel the rather huge tongue knocking at his side, he suddenly gasped and looked down. He almost laughed at the sight of the poor lonely young cow hungrily licking the water passing down Daniel's side. Daniel dropped the hose down a little to give the calf a better chance at the water, but he decided to enjoy the water instead and resumed watering himself over his strong shoulders. The calf, not wanting to be denied, then licked what water was dripping off of Daniel's body, but got too close to the young Daniel's penis in the process. Thinking of his mother's milk, the calf decided this was also the place for nourishment, and began licking around Daniel's wet moist balls. Daniel dropped the water hose at some startled shock, but the calf immediately went to Daniel's penis, and swallowed. This sent a shiver all around Daniel's spine as the coldness of his body clamoured with goosebumps. The calf started sucking away as if hoping for an outcome of heavy milk stream, and wouldnt let go until it got what it wanted from the protrusion. Daniel's dick reluctantly got harder as the strong sucking from the young cow continued with dedication to its motion. He found his young dick was slowly growing deep further into the calves mouth. The tongue was bringing about a huge stricking sensation into Daniel, and his knees began to get weak and jittery. He was hoping that nobody would see him at this point because the calf was giving him a blow job of great proportion. His dick began to get rock solid, and the cow kept at it with vengeance. Daniel's mouth began to drop at the aching sensation the calf was giving him. He didnt want to cum because he wanted to continue to feel the incredible sucking motion of the clueless cow. The calf began sucking harder because it was not getting anything just yet, and knew that if it kept suckling the rather long "tit" it would eventually get something. Daniel then grasped for the top of the fence to hold himself steady as the calf was sucking him off steadily. He reluctantly gave into the feeling of that wonderous tonge it was giving his long cockhead. Daniel's knees began to cave in as the grabbing tonge began to digest the juices flowing out of his cockhead. His fingers on the fence were writhing in cock sucking sensation, and Daniel could stand it no more. The digestive cum stream was beginning to unleash, and he gave out a silent yell of release as the ooze of the cum wriggled it's way out his dickmeat, deep down into the calves hot seething drinking mouth. The calf let go, and wandered it's way back out of the pen. This left Daniel into a standing mush of orgasmic pleasure at the sucking rape of one his uncles animals. Fortunitely no one saw or disturbed this adventure, as he washed himself around his genitals. After dressing back into his clothes, Daniel made a commitment never to talk about this except for his closest friends. Maybe he shouldnt even do that, but it was clear the cow would never talk. THE END Please post under the beastiality catagory, thanks.
bestiality/baron-and-his-men.txt	Date: Sat, 7 Apr 2018 14:01:48 -0400 From: Winter Wolfe <wispywolfie@gmail.com> Subject: Baron and His Men Note that this is the story about three adult males having consensual sex. One happens to be a 2200lb horse. It depicts fantasy, and it's largely a fictitious encounter so don't use it as any sort of guide or inspiration and blame me for anything - just enjoy it as if it were fiction. I would note, however, that it seems odd to me that it is generally considered fine to whip a horse to win a race, it's totally cool to kill and ship off horse meat to other countries (in the US we just ship them across the border so we can pretend it's not really us killing them) but it's illegal (in some areas) to touch an unrestrained horse's penis for the pleasure of all parties involved. This seems to me a bit silly, seeing that everyone (particularly the horse) is happy, but whatever, that's how it is, I guess. Odd. Anyway, enjoy the story! -------- We walked thru the warm summer air from the house to the barn, each step up the hill pretty much memorized in the dark. We were lit only by the stars, and out here, the milky way was always a clear smear of stars across the sky. There was that wonderful night sound of insects, distant night birds, and occasional rustling of creatures in the bushes (the coyotes and foxes and raccoons were all pretty much used to dancing around the edges of the farm, and we were used to them being there.) Paul and I opened the sliding barn door, and were met with excited nickering of the "starving" horses who hadn't been fed for a couple of hours. Spoiled! We didn't bother turning on the big lights, and just worked by the emergency lights. We gave them each a carrot, then walked up to Baron's stall and were met with his big nose and kind eyes. He got two carrots, 'cause he's big. He's a Clydesdale, and a stallion. By day, this time of year, he has the most amazing sheen to his coat, and if you look closely you can see slightly lighter dapples on his dark brown hindquarters. He has that magnificent thick neck of a stallion, a crest that says to mares, "I'm a stud, and I'm a very desirably hunky one at that, no?" Paul and I share a love of this big lug. Sometimes, on nights like tonight, we mean that quite literally: Paul has occasionally been able to get his amazingly large stallion's horse-hood inside his ass, if he's prepared, but he's never had him flare inside, thank god. The flare is a fun part of stallions, and is probably good for another story, but basically, when a horse is planted deep in a mare, the head of the penis grows to two or more times it's original size, and fills with blood to cause a very brief but large object within her. If you're not ready for it, it can split your guts open, which is generally considered a Bad Thing unless you want that sort of thing on your gravestone. Anyway, as I said, that's for another story, and with respect to smaller equines. A guy like Baron has a flare like a dinnerplate. You don't want to mess with that without some practice. Anyway, tonight, we have something else in mind. Earlier tonight we "collected" Baron in an AV. Basically, that means we used a horse version of a fleshlight to make him feel like he was in a mare, and we grabbed his ejaculate and kept it in the fridge in a big 500ml container. Now, we're taking that back to him, and we intend to use it as lube. It is, honestly, natures Best Lube Ever. While I'm dealing with feeding the other horses, Paul is in the stall with Baron, saying hello, and running his hands over Baron's sides, burying his face in his mane, that big crest, and taking in that distinctive stallion musk. He works his way to Barron's rear, and slides a hand under the tail. Baron is, like most horses, not uncomfortable with butt scratches: It's a hard place to reach, thus humans being willing to touch them there is often rather appreciated. Barron is no exception. He lifts his tail to the touch, and Paul immediately buries his face in that stallion butt. If you've never seen a horse butt, it's fine to google, frankly. Nothing illegal about looking at horse parts. If you do, you'll see that it's not like a humans, in two distinct ways: First, it tends to be a raised "donut" (and it's often called that by People Who Know) that has an incredible musculature that is hard to describe unless you've seen it in action. Suffice it to say, it's a big, soft, raised donut-like circle of flesh that just begs for a tongue to explore it's many features. Second, horses just taste WONDERFUL. They tend to be very clean, and any hints of manure are not unpleasant, unless it's in large quantity. Even then, it's pretty benign, and some would say, pleasant. They taste, frankly, lovely. Paul was already well into his donut munching, and the draft stallion was the perfect height to allow a six foot tall person to easily munch on them with a mere head-tilt, the long, dark tail draped down Paul's back. Paul was deeply licking Baron, and his hand was between Baron's legs, over his balls, holding his penis head as it bloomed from the sheath into his hand while the slurping and sucking sounds continued. So wonderful to witness, if you don't get instantly hard, you probably need to check your pulse. I - now also in the stall - handed Paul the ejaculate we collected. It was incredibly viscous, and just feeling it slip over your fingers is incredibly erotic. We draped our housecoats over the stall door, and Paul took a scoop of the cum and began rubbing it over Baron's asshole. Tonight we were going to take turns fucking the big horse. In all my years, I've never felt anything more wonderful. Paul slipped his hand under Baron's luxurious tail and inserted a lubed finger, and immediately added two more. When Baron poops, his butt is like 8" across. So he sure doesn't mind those comparatively tiny, slippery little "monkey fingers." I pull over the stepladder, the only way we can reliably reach his height. Paul goes first, because he knows I want to taste the combination of his and Baron's cum when he's done. On top of the ladder, he inserts a finger for a second which reminds Baron to lift his tail out of the way, and then he lines up his dick head to the center and sinks in to the warmth all the way to his balls, which are already pulled up and ready to unload. Horses have a slightly warmer body temperature than humans, so it's definitely warm in there. Paul sighs heavily, and raises one leg to help him get depth (those big stallion cheeks are in the way sometimes, lol) and begins that wonderful wet sloppy squelching noise of sex. He moves his hands forward to grab the massive hip bones and he - ironically - plows the big plow horse. :) I love watching others breed my horses, it reminds me how lucky I am to find people who also love the erotic moments when human and non-human sexuality collide. I have one hand on the edge of Baron's ass, feeling the give and take as Paul plunges in and out, and my other is on Baron's partly erect, two-tone penis. The tip has a drop of precum on it, which I bring to my mouth to taste the saltiness of... He doesn't really get off from this, in a sexual way, but it stimulates Baron enough that he gets semi-hard isually. He happily stands still for this, too, because I think it feels good enough for him. His penis is still moist and so very soft from the collection earlier, and it's so wonderful to hold that big dick head in your palm. It frankly fills it. In no time, Paul is tensing up, and unloading into Baron with a series of grunts, finally pushing in as far as he can for his final volley. He pats Baron's butt and says a quiet "thank you, good boy." (I see Baron's ears turned back to listen - what a good boy indeed) and dismounts the ladder. I quickly get my head under that tail and start to feast on the warm cum from man and beast, mixed with a hint of manure. I lick that donut clean, and pull any bits of grit out with my tongue. It's wonderful, it's hot, I am darting my tongue in as deep as I can trying to find any glob of cum I can get. I do this until my tongue gets tired, then suddenly I admit I have no self control and I find myself climbing the ladder, looking down at that wonderful wide Clydesdale back with that sexy valley between his two powerful legs. I run one hand over the bumps of his spine, digging my thumb in between some of the bumps like I know he loves, while at the same time lining up my leaking dick with the opening to his wonderful, warm, stallion depths. As his hot ass lips wraps around me, I sigh at the glorious softness. Some people talk about how great a "tight virgin" feels, but until they've been sucked dry by a sloppy wet slut of a draft stallion, they have no idea what they're talking about. I push in as far as I can and pull out all the way, then slide back in, feeling him envelop me all over again. Already, I've done too much, and there's no turning back - my orgasm is coming, I push in two more times and I start to pump volley after volley as deep into that draft horse's bowels as I can, which isn't that deep. I hold myself pushed deep into him for a moment as I calm down, then slowly slide out and pat his butt and say thanks. I take a final suck of his big donut, while Paul kneels down and gently cleans me off with his mouth, the cum of all three of us and some flakes of manure, all part of our wonderful meals. As we leave the barn, Baron fed and all the horses tucked in, walking barefoot in the dew-covered grass, I can't help but feel so lucky to have this wonderful opportunity to share in such .. love. Between all of us. - wispywolfie@gmail.com
bestiality/doing-dog.txt	Date: Thu, 15 Aug 2019 20:42:55 +0000 (UTC) From: Mikhail Conrad <mikhailconrad@yahoo.com> Subject: Doing Dog This is a story about sex between an adult males and male dogs. If that offends you then you know where the back button is. You must be 18+ to read this, if not go back now even if it doesn't offend you. This story is my intellectual property and may not be posted in any way or used for anything other than personal reading without my express permission. Archive;'Doing Dog'{Mikhail Conrad}( dog^M anal best )[1!1] Feel free to contact me about this story: mikhailconrad@yahoo.com IF NIFTY HAD A NICKEL FOR EVERY WAD THAT GETS SHOT OFF TO THESE STORIES THE STAFF WOULD BE MILLIONAIRES. BUT THEY'RE NOT, SO MAKE SURE THEY KEEP ON POSTING ALL THIS GREAT ANTI-STRESS (a nice way to say jerk-off) READING MATERIAL BY MAKING A DONATION AT: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html DOING DOG "I might be able to help you Mrs. Meyers. Just let me ask you a few questions so I can make sure my facilities are adequate for your needs," I told my neighbor/potential client on my speaker phone, "Is that okay?" "Oh certainly. Whatever you need... within reason of course," the grandmotherly woman replied with a laugh, "He's had all his shots and I can bring you the last report from our vet just last month. He's perfectly friendly to anyone that doesn't act aggressively toward me or my husband. I think you will find that Ransom is one of the best-behaved animals you'll ever meet. My husband, DOCTOR Meyers, is after all an Animal Behavioral Psychologist. Fifty years he's been with the zoo, just this past February." "He's been a perfect gentledog every time I've seen him on my walks," I reassured her, "Do you know if he suffers separation anxiety?" "Oh no, he is often quite content without us for extended periods of time. It's just that the kennel is so far away and so many people in the neighborhood say such nice things about you keeping their dogs while they are on vacation. I know it's the last minute, but Jean Addison told me that the Billlingsway twins came home with the mono, poor things, so their parents, Mac and Eileen, had to postpone their vacation and cancelled with you. Do you really have an opening this week Mr. Zeeman?" "I just might Mrs. Meyers, and please, call me Mike. Just a few more questions," I told her, "Is he an intact male that could be bothered by an in-heat female? Does he have any issues with other animals? Does he have any special diet requirements?" "Yes, he is a fully functioning male. Dr. Meyers puts him to stud on occasion. If he is contained there should be no problem. He might whine a small bit, but he's not an escaper. He will chase the occasional rodent and he was so funny snapping those cicadas right out of the air, but he gets on nicely with the neighbor's cat and has to do the dog sniff greeting with all the other ones we meet on our walks. That's how we first met, if you remember, you were walking the Juarez's dog... Oso, right?" "Oh yes, I remember thinking then how friendly and behaved Ransom was." I replied, "What about his diet? Any special needs?" "I'll bring you a big bag of food. He gets one scoop, and the scoop's in the bag, in the morning, one at noon, and then one at night. We feed him that way to avoid bloat. Don't worry, He'll remind you if you forget. And I'll also bring a bag of pig ears. He gets one in the evening. And if you have him inside, he will hold it all day if you have to be away for at least a good six hours. And if you have an emergency and can't get back to him, he will relieve himself on your bathroom tile if he can get to it. He seems to know that that is our place to do our business. He just prefers outside, and he will mark your trees and fence posts, but not your bushes or plants. And he doesn't chew things that you don't give him. He really is a great pet. I know he's big, but I've seen you with several large dogs before. I know he'll be no problem for you. All he needs is a daily walk. We usually go around two or three blocks. That's all we can do at our age, but it keeps Ransom content and he has the whole quarter acre back yard to run around in too. You live on an outside neighborhood street that backs up to the state forest too, don't you?" "Yes I do. I have a little less than an acre fenced in my backyard. It's a five foot chain link," I told her, "If he might jump it, I have a side yard by my pool that is enclosed by a seven foot privacy fence. Plenty of yard room there too, about three thousand square feet including the pool. Does he swim?" "He won't jump your fence and all Otterhounds swim, sometimes for hours. They have webbed feet. We really don't like him to spend too much time in chlorinated water though. It's bad on his skin. Will that be a problem?" "Not at all Mrs. Meyers," I answered, "My pool is saltwater and I have an outdoor shower there where I can bath and rinse dogs. I think that's enough about Ransom. When will you be leaving so we can make plans for you to drop him off? And how long will you be gone?" "We're leaving in the morning as early as we can. We'll be back late Sunday week, but before dark. Is that okay for you Mike? That's nine days. Jean said you charge forty dollars a day for large dogs. Is that right? I'll give you Three sixty in cash when I drop him off in the morning along with a contact list for us for emergencies. Is seven in the morning too early?" "It sounds like you're in a bit of a rush Mrs. Meyers," I deduced from her hurried responses, "What if you just go ahead and bring him by today when it's convenient for you. I won't charge you for the extra day. Will that help you out any?" "You are such a dear Mike!" she said, "That would help a lot. I can bring him now if you'd like. It really will save me time. I can't thank you enough and I won't hear of you doing it for free. You'll take the four hundred with my sincerest appreciation." "Okay Mrs. Meyers," I said with a laugh, "Don't rush on my account. I'll be home all day." "Then I'll see you shortly," she added in a rush, "And thank you again. Bye." "Goodbye Mrs. Meyers. I'll be here." Twenty minutes later my doorbell rang and there she was with Ransom on a black leather lead attached to an expensive padded chest harness. The dog was a real beauty. His rough looking coat was amazingly soft when I bent down to greet him with a neck rub. It was a wheaten color with dusky grey undertones on his body and ears. The end tufts of his hair on his legs and face were almost white. His feathery tail swung in a small rapid arc right behind him showing him returning my greeting with one just as friendly. He was a big boy around thirty inches at the shoulder and I guessed him to weigh in at one hundred plus pounds. It's really hard to be accurate estimating any dog's weight though. Fur can be shockingly deceiving when it comes to bulk. I went out to Mrs. Meyers' blue SUV and got the fifty-pound bag of food and put it in my garage. She followed me with Ransom obediently at her side telling me about how rushed she was with this last-minute trip to her daughter's to help her out with the three grandchildren while their father, her son-in-law, was in the hospital for knee surgery. She handed me Ransom's lead, four crisp new Ben Franklins, a large stainless steel dog dish, a printed list of her itinerary with contact phone numbers, and a large plastic bag full of dried pig ears. "Be a good boy for Mike, Ransom," She said bending down just a little bit to hug the large dog around the neck, "Thank you again so much Mike! We'll come straight here Sunday next to pick him up. Call me if you have any problems. His emergency Vet number is on the list along with his chip ID code." She hopped right spritely for a sixty-something lady into the driver's seat, backed carefully out of my driveway, and was gone. The whole visit hadn't even lasted fifteen minutes. I was left on my front porch with Ransom looking up at me still wagging his tail proclaiming his amiable nature. "Let's go in Ransom and get to know each other better," I told him as I opened the door awkwardly with both hands full. He didn't crowd me or rush me. He came in on my heels and made a deft turn with his hind end shutting the door behind us. That was a surprise. "Oh, so you're a smart one," I said as I set the bag, list, and money on the foyer side table, "Let me show you around." I unhooked his lead from the ring at his shoulder and hung it on a hook on the coatrack by the front door. I walked to the kitchen with Ransom casually following me and set his dish down at the end of the counter on the kitchen tile. He looked at his dish and stepped over to give it a sniff. Then he looked up at me as if to say, `Okay, what's next?'. I laughed and led him to the back door, opened it and stepped out onto the deck. Ransom followed readily and looked all around the deck, sniffing out the whole area. He paused at the three steps going down to the yard and looked at me. "Go ahead," I told him motioning to the yard, "Check it out. Do your thing. It's all yours for the week." He bounded down the steps and then slowed looking back at me. I motioned him on with a laugh and he was off. It took him about a half an hour to smell out the left over scents from other dogs I had boarded, mark the trees and fence posts, find the outdoor autofill concrete water dish, and then prance back up the steps to stand in front of me where I sat on a wrought iron rocker waiting on him. I didn't go back in the back kitchen door we had exited, but instead went to the other end of the deck and opened the sliding glass door leading into the den. I turned to hold my palm up to Ransom and told him to stay while I slid the door shut. I got down on my hands and knees and stuck my head out the dog door flap beside the sliding door and called Ransom to me. He bounded over, licked my face, and followed me through the flap as I backed in. I stood up, patted him on the head and told him to stay again. I went out the sliding door and closed it behind me and called for Ransom. His head appeared through the dog door flap and I called him again. He bolted over to me wagging his whole body this time. This was apparently a game as well as a learning thing to him. I laughed again and went back in the sliding glass door not telling him to stay this time. I took a seat on the couch and waited. It took about fifteen seconds before he stuck his head in the dog door. "Hey Ransom!" I said as a greeting. He pranced over to me. I gave him a generous neck and back rub as he snuggled up to my legs. I got down on the rug with him and started to give him a good petting all over. When I reached his under his chest he promptly laid down and rolled over onto his back. His sheath stuck out and had long curls around its tip. They were slightly discolored from his piss. It was a thick sheath and looked to contain a healthy sized cock. His balls... oh man, his balls. They were the size of golf balls and hung in a short silky fur cover sack. I rubbed down his chest and over his bulging sheath and gently stroked around his big sperm making orbs. Both of his gonads squirmed slowly around in his scrotum making fresh sperm as I caressed around them. His sheath twitched and the blunt angled tip of his dog dick nudged its way out of the end of the hairy casing framed by the piss stained curls around its end. Ransom chose that moment to bend his head around and lick rapidly at the exposed tip of his red veiny cock and then lick my teasing hand. That was the go ahead signal I was waiting for. I gave him a hug as I stood and toed off my sneakers. I undid my belt, unbuttoned my jeans, slid the zipper down, stepped out of my pants, and draped them over the back of the couch. That left me in my tee shirt, ankle socks, and jockstrap. I went back down on my knees facing Ransom who rolled over and crouched right in front of me with his tongue hanging out and tail wagging to beat the band. I spread my knees apart and leaned back on both hands putting my red/grey Timoteo jockstrapped crotch right in front of him. The Otterhound shoved his snout into my rising pouch and started in licking, getting faster as my jock bound cock jerked and tented the mesh of the pouch outward. I moaned as I watched the handsome dog find the side of the pouch and lick at my nutsack which showed more and more as my cock hardened and stretched the material outward. I leaned further back and let the animal sniff, snort, lick, and snuffle in my groin. His muzzle dug further down into my butt crack and I felt his tongue lapping at my taint. I arched my back up as I spread my legs wider and got just what I wanted. Ransom's rough, wet, huge tongue slathered its way over my asshole. The tangy taste must have appealed to him on some primal level because he shoved his whole snout forcefully into my butt crack and plastered his tongue over my shuddering butt pucker over and over, again and again, until I was moaning in dog slut lust. I lowered my ass back to the floor with Ransom making every effort to keep licking across my receding asshole. I leaned forward and gave him a hug and he licked my face energetically but not as aggressively as he had gone for my butthole. I reached forward under him and was somewhat concerned to feel a good seven inches of wet dog cock protruding from his sheath. It wasn't spritzing out precum yet, but I felt it throb and swell as my hand encased it. I slid my hand back along the slowly engorging organ. It was already thicker across at the end tapering slightly smaller back into the sheath until... YES! Right there just inside the fur cock cover I felt a hardening lump. It was his knot and it was already about the size of a lime and it had seven inches still growing of thick dog cock ballooning outward in front of it. Ransom arched his back and began hump thrusting his cock into my hand. The knot shot out and the hairy foreskin sheath bunched up behind it covering his slowly distending flexure. Ransom shoved me gently with his snout, pushing at me softly but insistently. This dog was one horny fucker. I did what he wanted. I turned around, got down on my elbows and knees, spread my legs and winked my asshole at the big dicked dog. He shoved his muzzle back into my ass and started lapping at my hole pasting it with dog spit until the hairs around my sphincter were slobber plastered with it. Then he mounted me. His front legs latched onto my sides, clutching me tightly above my hips. He began to hump fuck into my ass. I felt the bone is his cock as it repeatedly jabbed into my ass cheeks. He jab fucked at me a dozen times, jamming his hard thrusting bone into one butt cheek after the other and then jumped off. He circled me excitedly pausing to lick my face a couple of times before thrusting his cold wet nose right up against my dog slobbered butthole. Then he was back to tongue lashing my hole again. "Fuckin' A Ransom!" I breathily urged him on as I shivered in yearning from the rim job. He jumped back up on me, Grasping excitedly with his front paws. I was grateful for the tee shirt then because I felt his dew claws pressing into my sides through the fabric. I would have gotten clawed big time otherwise. His backside lurched forward driving his cock into my buttcrack this time. The os bone stabbed my taint brutally and I let out a cry from the sudden pain. "OH FUCK!!!" I cried out. Ransom humped his bone at me again. This time he punched the blunt end of his cock right into my hole a couple of inches. I gasped at the sudden intrusion, but he jerked back, and the dog cock was withdrawn as fast as it had penetrated me. He slammed his hips forward again and the hard rod slid down across my taint under the straps where they joined at my jock pouch to gouge into my nutsack. He drilled his cock into my jocked sack several times thankfully not impacting one of my nuts and I felt the wet drops of his now precum squirting cock dampen my balls and jock pouch. I reached into my jock with my right hand and let his swelling fuck stick spray my hand. I then pulled my cock out of the side of the pouch and began to slowly stroke it with the dog juice as lube. I spread my legs just a little more as Ransom yanked his cock back to make another try at my now precum juiced hole. We got it right this time and fully half of his even now thicker fuck tool drove into my ass making me gasp in shock at the size of the thing. He didn't jerk it back out this time but leapt forward snatching my sides in a death grip and plowed the whole length of his growing cock right up to the knot into my fuck shocked spasming asshole. "OHH FUCK!" I wailed as I felt my asshole burst into flames. I was reeling in the pain that radiated from my dog cock impaled hole. This was too big. I had let my lust for dog sex take me too far this time. This cock had to go. It was just way too much. And way too much was getting even bigger. Ransom didn't agree. He commenced to fuck pound his expanding cock into me like a jack hammer. More pain exploded in my over stretched ass and I would have collapsed to the floor in agony if the huge dog hadn't held my butt up to his fuck level with his powerful clasping forelegs. He fucked into my hole at breakneck speed slamming what felt like a baseball into my anal ring with every thrust. "AHHHHH! OHHH FUUUCK!" I managed to cry as the dog pulverized my ass. It wasn't brutal or cruel on his part. It was just pure base animal fucking. He kept wildly power lunging his expanding cock into my hole and I began to recover from the agony of the initial penetration only to realize I could now feel his knot battering into my throbbing asshole as he fuck pummeled me and it was getting bigger. I gathered my strength and put my palms on the floor to push myself up in an attempt to escape the monstrous knot that was about to rip my asshole to shreds. Ransom must have realized that I was making some kind of attempt to escape the fucking I had so willingly offered him. He wasn't about to let me go back on what I had offered up. He bore down and dug his back paws into the floor and drove his rutting cock into my aching butthole with a much more powerful thrust. My asshole caved in as the knot forced its way into my dog fucked chute. It felt like the breath was knocked completely out of me. My vision went black and my mind teetered on the edge of unconsciousness from the pain. And then I was hit with a completely conflicting feeling. My prostate contracted with a jolt. My wrecked asshole somehow achingly contracted around the tremendous knot and my half hard cock belched out a wad of cum as I was dog fucked into an orgasm. I shook from my head to my toes as my balls drew up and my prick belched out another wad. My whole fuck chute shuddered as I was thrown into sexual ecstasy. After the second wad, my now fully hard cock just dribbled cum until the last tremor of my orgasm faded away leaving me with an agonizing asshole that throbbed in time to my heartbeat and to the pulses of cum that Ransom was now ejaculating deep into my bowels. His knot was so big that there sure wasn't going to be any leakage. When I caught my breath, I reached under between my legs and gently felt around my hole. It was wet and felt badly bruised. I couldn't feel any certain damaged placed as I tenderly probed my ring that was now snuggly wrapped around the Otterhound's flexure. I could feel it pulse as another squirt of watery dog cum surged through it to be added to the already huge amount deep in my colon at the pointed end of the mammoth dog cock up my ass. I drew my hand back out dreading to see the amount of blood there had to be on it. There was no blood, just dog prejizz from the smell of it. I let out a sigh of relief and licked the spooge off my fingers. It had the ever-present metal tang of dog cum just not as strong. The real stuff would be running if not gushing out me soon enough. I always liked to lay back after a good knotting breeding and finger up the dog cum that oozed from my fucked open hole. Most dogs wanted to lap up their spent cum as it dribbled out of my hole too. It wasn't a problem. After a good dog fucking there was always plenty of the thin, wet, slick, nut juice to go around. I started stroking my cock as Ransom continued to load me full of dog semen. I was really getting into the depraved lasciviousness of being fucked full of huge dog cock when the dog at the other end of the huge cock decided to turn on me. I tried to reach his harness to hold him in place but stroking on my meat put me in the wrong position to successfully catch the harness. As Ransom's back right leg and haunch stretched out and came across my ass and back, I knew that it was going to be brutal. At first the knot didn't spin at all. It was so big that it clung to the insides of my asshole like it was fused to it. My insides twisted in response and the twist on Ransom's adjoining flexure made him stop in mid turn. Then the bulbous fuck tool came loose and began to turn in my rectum. It felt like someone was twisting a jagged brick in my ass. The widest part of the bloated knob gouged into my prostate and raked across it agonizingly. Slowly it bulged into my sex gland and as the pressure increased, I could feel the pulse pumps of hot dog cum going through it across my prostate. I could feel the familiar tingle of an impending orgasm as the knot suddenly lurched and spun the full one hundred and eighty degrees. Ransom leaned forward and pulled at my ass with his enormous cock and knot. The underside of the knot pressed the big cock's urethra tightly against my prostate bulge and I could feel the squirts of cum more intensely as they pulsed through it. I grabbed my cock and started jacking like a mad man. In less than a minute the tingle exploded in my dick head and I was again gushing cum as my asshole clamped down on the knot lodged in it. That made Ransom to start cumming even harder and his hips rocked making little tugs on my asshole. But the knot was way too big now to be pulled out so easily. I reached back and with years of experience slowly started to bend Ransom's back knees, one in each hand talking soothing words to him the whole time. As his legs bent, I slowly lowered my ass. Finally his butt plopped down and my ass went with it. It took very little petting to get him to lay down fully on his side ass to ass with me with his left leg cocked up in the air. I rocked my ass back and forth on his knot giving him the pulls that stimulated his breeding. I knew that a dog's knot was the part that had the highest concentration of feel good nerves. For men it was in their dick heads. We lay like that for another twenty minutes before I felt his fuck bulb begin to slowly throb and shrink. There were no more squirts of hot dog cum going into me now. This fuck was coming to an end. I started to jack off again going for another orgasm to end the fuck breeding right. I began to cum after a couple of minutes of rapid dick jerking. My piss slit just dribbled out small globs of man snot this time, but the feeling was still incredibly intense. With the last orgasming clasp of my fuck wrecked anus, Ransom gave his cock a big tug and scrambled to his feet yanking the huge wet red slab of his cock and still fairly large knot from my ass. It was easily twelve inches of monster cock from the back of the knot to the tip end. Dog cum came running out of me for a few seconds and then slowed to a trickle as my gaping hole failed to contain it. The big Otterhound casually stuck his snout in my ruined fuck hole and started licking up his cum as it dribbled from my depths. I reached down and got both hands wet with the goo and brought them to my mouth to savor the taste of raw dog fuck as the big boy lick soothed my dripping fuck hole. Five minutes later Ransom and I were taking turns licking his receding cock back into its sheath. I finally reached up and grabbed a pillow off the couch and sprawled out on the floor with my legs spread wide feeling the air from the AC lightly cooling the inside of my gaping fuck hole as it ever so slowly closed. Ransom snuggled up beside me resting his head on my neck and we both fell asleep. As I dropped off, I wondered how many times I could take a giant dog cock knotting from him over the next nine days. I knew I had to have that again. The pain would be huge yes, but that didn't deter me as much as the exquisite rapture of an orgasm with a prostate spasming next to a colossal dog knot memerized me. Yeah, I'd be doing more dog this week, lots more. I fell fully asleep with my asshole throbbing in time to my breathing, totally dog fucked senseless. THE END
bestiality/night-of-introduction-and-passion.txt	Date: Thu, 26 Apr 2007 15:13:24 -0400 From: Randall Wolfe <keldric@hotmail.com> Subject: A Night of Introduction and Passion (MM, Group, Anal, Beast, Bond, oral, reluc) This story contains detailed descriptions of male gangbang, male reluctance, male/male dog, oral, anal, bondage, and forced orgasm. If any of these offend you, please stop reading now. Otherwise, please read, enjoy, and I welcome any comments and email you would like to send. This story is a fiction, but is based on actual facts from various times in my life. No, I haven't lived this story, but I have been fortunate enough to enjoy many of the acts described herein. If you enjoy this story, have feedback, have any questions, or just want to chat, then please write. I love getting feedback and welcome your responses. I shall happily respond to all emails sent to me. A Night of Introduction and Passion By Randall keldric@hotmail.com I lived not too far from where I work, and being a very pleasant spring day I had walked to work. Now, my 3-11 shift being over, I was walking back home. It was a bit cool tonight, but nothing I couldn't handle. Still, when the newer model Taurus had pulled up beside me and asked if I wanted a ride, I was glad for the warmth of the car and didn't hesitate in sliding into the empty passenger seat and thanking him. The driver was a rather large man, quite hairy arms, and wearing a cap pulled down so his face was pretty hard to see. "I'm Joe", he said in a rough voice, "Where are you headed?" "Just up the road another couple of miles", I replied. "Never seen you before. You must be new around here", he said. "Pretty new", I replied, "I just got the house a couple of weeks ago". "Yep", he said, "Probably take a little while to get your wife settled in". "There's no wife", I said looking at him, "Just me". "That so", he said smiling slightly for the first time since I got in the car, "So you live alone?". Being bi, I was beginning to think my night was looking even better. "Yes, completely alone", I replied smiling back. My smile turned to fright as a cloth was immediately clasped over my mouth and nose from someone who had apparently been hiding in the backseat. I grabbed the hands of my assailant, trying to get the cloth from my face, but after fighting for what seemed like a short time, my world went dark. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------- I awoke to find myself strapped down across a bench. My hands and knees were tied to the 4 legs of the bench and my head was strapped sideways and down so it was unmovable. My mouth was held open with some type of metal ring, but the inside of the ring was well padded. I tested the ropes around my wrists and found them to be very secure, but my movements apparently attracted the attention of my captor who began speaking to me. "Back with us I see", he said in that same voice. I tried to ask what was going on, but only managed some garbled sounds. "We were on our way to town looking for someone to bring home with us and here you were nice enough to volunteer.", He said. "Et ne uff", I tried to say, only managing to drool on myself. "I can't understand you", he said in a sarcastic way, "but that doesn't matter. You see, we're all horny, so we needed someone to fuck for the night. If you're a good boy and behave, you'll be let go tomorrow. If you're not, you'll be fucked anyway and the squirming might even make it more fun". With that comment, I saw a torso step in front of me. Hanging from the crotch was a cock that was semi hard and looked to be about 8 inches long. I then found why I had the ring in my mouth and my head strapped so. My head was sideways and my mouth pointed forward and his cock slid nicely through the ring and into my mouth. As he worked it back and forth in my mouth, I tasted the precum on my tongue. As he fucked my mouth, I felt the mushroom head of a rather thick cock press open my ass and slowly slide into me. Part of me resented being tied up and taken, but another part of me was thinking they could have saved themselves and me some time and trouble. If they had just asked I would have obliged them. As the guy behind me shoved his cock into my ass faster and faster I felt my own cock grow. I could not suck the cock in my mouth because of the ring, but I started to rub it with my tongue as he slid it into my mouth deeper and deeper. Then he slid it into my mouth and just kept pushing till it went down my throat. I tried to move but no part of me could. He held his cock there and my lungs began begging for air. "Breathe around it", he said as he held it there suffocating me. As he finally withdrew it, he slapped my face and looked down at me. I could see his gray eyes through the holes in the mask he now wore. "When I push my cock in your throat, relax and breathe around it. Swallow it, then try to breathe. You can. I've made many people". Then I felt his cock start back into my mouth. I tried to yell, but almost immediately I felt his cock against the back of my throat. With my head pointed this way, I could offer no resistance. Down my throat it went further and further. I decided my 8" estimate was far off... with it so far down my throat it must be 2 feet long. Being Bi, this was certainly not the first cock in my mouth. I was actually very adept at sucking cock and could deep throat quite well, a fact that I was glad of considering I would be gagging and throwing up my lunch by now if I wasn't so experienced. All these facts, however, did not make the burn in my lungs any less as I fought for breath. "Breathe around it", I heard the bastard say again. Finally he pulled his cock from my throat which allowed me to take a few merciful breaths between coughing. Again before my coughing even got nearly finished I felt his cock go in my throat again. "Breathe around it damn you", I heard him say again, "Relax, swallow the cock, then you can breath around it. I did not have any idea what he was talking about, but I did know this, if I didn't do something this son of a bitch was surely going to suffocate me to death. Finally I decided to try. I swallowed his cock and tried to breathe. I managed to exhale a bit, then inhale some before getting another coughing attack. He pulled his cock from me and allowed me to cough till I was finished. I was vaguely aware of the other guy still fucking my ass. I heard some comment about my ass grabbing his cock as I cough. Truly I didn't much care. I was much more concerned about whether or not I'd live through the night than whether or not my asshole felt good to someone. As I finished coughing, I saw him bend over near me. "Very good. Very good. It takes most people much longer to decide to try. Now, I can tell you how or you can learn the hard way while suffocating. Would you like me to tell you?", he said in a voice far to calm for a man with such a hard on. "Uh Huh", I managed to say. "Good. Here is what you do. I slide my cock down your throat. You hold your breath and swallow. When it's down and still, you relax your throat and breathe slowly. If you do, you can breathe. Don't try to scream, don't try to move, and don't try to take huge or quick breaths. Just take slow breaths. Now, try", and with that he put his cock into my mouth again and slowly pushed. I felt it slide over my tongue. I felt it touch my throat, then slide down. I held my breath and swallowed till it was all the way down my throat, then I tried to relax my throat and breathe. I managed to get a few breaths then needed to cough. Unfortunately he did not pull his cock from my mouth as I tried to cough, so I just managed to force air through my nose. I also apparently forced some spit through my nose because I stopped needing to cough so much and was able to breathe. Now that I wasn't suffocating anymore, I began to feel the cock in my ass pumping very very hard. I was focusing on breathing, but certainly enjoying the treatment. I felt his cock slowly move up and down in my throat. It was very difficult, but I could manage to breathe very slowly and be okay with this. My throat was uncomfortable for sure, but I was getting better at handling this. I thought I could deep throat well, but this was so far over the top. My ass was also getting my attention. The guy in my ass was not far from cumming. I could tell this from his very hard and fast motions. I heard him moan and felt him push his cock deeply in me. I knew he was filling me with cum. After about 5 or 6 hard grunts, I felt him pull his already shrinking cock from my ass. I started to relax, but then felt another cock being pushed into my ass. I had thought there were 2 of them, but obviously there were at least 3. I knew this man had been turned on quite a bit from watching my torment because he started off fucking me frantically with a rock hard cock. Despite myself I felt my cock growing again. I didn't really want to be turned on again, but I had a large load of cum in my ass from a nice fucking, a cock down my throat, and another guy fucking my ass like there was no tomorrow. The cock in my mouth continued to make it's slow rhythmic in and out motion. The cock in my ass was hammering me so hard it was all I could do to hold still, and I felt my own cock hard and twitching. "Look at him", I heard some voice in the background. "Yep, I'm not sure who is enjoying it more", I heard another. I looked up at the owner of the cock in my mouth. I think he understood the question in my eyes. "Four of us in case you're wondering. And a couple of others who will come in in a few minutes.", he grinned at me. I heard some laughter and agreement from behind me. "Oh Shit", I heard from right behind me and felt the guy squirt into my ass. I heard and felt his thighs and lower abdomen slap my ass as he pumped load after load into me. I began to wonder how long he would cum, but soon he finished and pulled himself from me. I felt the cock in my throat moving further with each stroke. I looked up at him. His eyes were closed and I could tell from his expression that soon there would be a load of cum in my throat to match my ass. Then I felt my ass being again pushed open by a cock. This cock did not feel as big around as the other 2 but it was far longer. He slid himself further and further into me. Finally I felt his abdomen against my ass. Part of me still resented being taken this way, but another part of me was so damn horny that I was almost crazy. I felt my throat filling and needed to swallow. I could feel the cum pulsing through his cock and spurting out deep in my throat, but he was cumming so far down my throat that I never tasted any except the small amount that trickled out on my tongue as he pulled his now mostly limp cock from my mouth. Now with my throat able to relax and me able to breathe normally, I was free to enjoy this long cock curling itself in and around my colon. This guy loved pulling almost all of his cock from me, only to push it completely back in on the next stroke. Out.. In.. Out.. In.. I just completely relaxed, feeling him massage me from the inside. I was so horny now that I almost couldn't stand in. His cock felt so good inside me and I so wanted to reach down and massage my own. Finally I felt him pull hard on my hips. I knew somewhere deep in me he was filling me with his seed. After several groaning thrusts I felt him relax against my ass and back, then pull himself from me. I unintentionally let out a moan of horny let down as he cleared my ass, which brought the return of my 'teacher'. "So you like this do you?", he asked, smiling down at me. I tried to ignore him. I was quite into the moment and it was bad enough I couldn't have the orgasm I needed so badly, but I didn't want to be reminded he was there. I just wanted to lie quietly, enjoy my 'glow' and wait for the next heavenly cock to be pushed into my wanting ass. Suddenly I felt someone's finger touch the sensitive area between by ass and balls. I accidentally let out a moan and I felt my cock twitch hard. "Indeed he is horny", I heard a voice behind me say. I felt a finger go round and round my ass, massaging and teasing me. I opened my eyes to see him looking at me. "Are you horny?", he asked. "Yeth", I managed to say. "Tell me you want a cock. Ask me to let you have a nice huge cock deep inside you. Tell me you want that", he said to me as his friend continued to tease my ass and my now aching balls. "Yeth", I said again, talking around the ring and getting lost in my sensations. I almost moaned as I felt more hands touching me and driving me wild, making my cock and balls throb but never actually touching hard enough to let me go over the edge. I saw the grey eyed look at his companions and smile, "Let's let him feel some nice large cocks inside him". Part of me wanted to run because of the way he said that 'nice large' part, but another part of me would have given up almost anything just to feel a cock inside me again. I immediately had a blindfold put on me. I heard the man say, "These cocks you must feel before you see". Behind me I heard a door open. I wondered what I would feel next. The fingers were still touching my balls and my ass in an excruciatingly light way. Suddenly I felt a tongue run into my ass and back out. Then nothing. The fingers were still there occasionally tormenting me. "ugnnnn", I moaned as I pushed my ass up, hoping for that tongue again. Instead someone threw a fur blanket on my back. No, this was hot and had weight. "What the hell?", I thought, but then suddenly I felt a hot cock touch my ass. Somewhere in my mind I wanted to get away. I knew I needed to run. But I wanted, no -needed- a cock inside me so badly... I just reacted out of need and blinding lust. I pushed my ass toward that blissfully hot cock. I was rewarded with the feeling of its hot wetness sliding into me. I didn't know or care who or what this was; it was fucking me harder than I had ever been fucked before. I felt something hit my ass. Whatever this was, its cock grew bigger toward the back and was quite slippery. I felt it push against me, slamming itself into me. I felt the bigger part hit my ass. I felt more intense pleasure than I had ever felt from a fuck before. I pushed myself back, trying to get more and more of him into me. I felt the bigger part go in, and then he jerked it out, then pushed it back in. I pushed myself back and up as hard as I could, moaning for more. He shoved it into me again. It felt bigger. It was as if it was growing as it fucked me. Then I felt him tug it out. I arched my back more. He shoved it in again deeply. It was truly getting bigger and bigger. I also felt hot liquid running down my thighs and wondered if he was cumming already. I hoped not. I wanted to be fucked by this strange hot slippery cock for a while. I felt him tug it out. It gave a big of pain because it was so big. I began to wonder if it would get too big for me to fuck soon. I was disappointed. If felt good and I didn't want this gloriously hard fuck to end. I arched my back and pushed my ass up as far as my roped arms and legs would allow. Again he shoved himself hard against me. Again I felt a twinge of pain as this far too big part of his cock went through the opening of my asshole and into me. This time I pushed myself up trying to keep him from jerking it out till after he at least finished cumming. I felt him try to jerk it out, but I was pushing against him, trying to keep it in. I wanted the rest of his cum inside me. I wanted him to finish inside me, to fuck me deeply instead of in and out. Almost as if he could read my mind, I felt him change. Instead of trying to jerk it out and thrust it back in, he began thrusting lower and deeper, pushing his cock deeper and deeper into me with each hard thrust. I thrusted back just as hard making sure he wouldn't accidentally pull it from me again. I wanted it. I needed it. Deeper, he thrusts and I thrust back... he thrusts deeper and I thrust back as hard as I can. The ropes hurt my wrists and legs. My toes hurt from pushing. I don't care. Nothing matters except getting him deeper... keeping him deeper. I timed myself to him, shoving myself back as hard as I could. I was trying desperately to match his thrusts and get him even deeper, but could not. He was simply fucking me too fast. Finally I managed a rythm where I thrusted back hard on every other of his thrusts. This I could do. And this was working. Each time we met each other in thrusts I felt that glorious cock go an inch or 2 further into me. I began to feel him growing bigger and bigger. I kept pushing, kept helping him impale me, kept shoving myself back onto him hard, seeing how deep I could get him. The deeper he went, the bigger he got. The bigger he got, the harder he thrusted. The harder he thrusted, the harder I thrusted against him. The harder I thrusted against him the deeper he got. The deeper he went, the bigger he got. What a wonderfully blissful loop we were dancing in. Suddenly I realized he was so big he was hurting me. There was no more room inside my ass. I was starting to feel pain. Yet, he was still thrusting. Also I was so horny and so turned on I could not make myself stop. I was still thrusting against him and driving him ever deeper inside me. I began to notice he was slowing down. He was still thrusting, but not as hard. Part of me wanted him out because he was too big, but another part wanted to keep him there forever. Finally he stopped thrusting and I knew that wonderful orgasm was over for him. I wondered just how much he had came inside me and I sooo soooo soooo wanted to cum myself. I waited for him to pull out of me. I wondered what my tormenters had in store for me next. I wondered if my balls would explode from all the cum they now had that there was no hope of releasing. I was suddenly brought back to an awareness of my ass. I felt him hop off me to pull out, but his cock didn't move at all. It had so swelled that it was locked tight in my bowels. When he pulled, my whole insides moved. Not only that, but he was still getting bigger. I could feel him grow a little with each of his heartbeats. I also felt something on my lower back. I realized it was his leg and I felt it slide across me. The further it went, the more my insides seemed to twist. This was intense, but painful. I could also feel his cock not only getting bigger, but longer. Somehow it was moving deeper and deeper into me. Part of me wanted to push back against that cock and let it go deeper. Another part of me was scared I would be torn open. Whatever this was, it had fucked the hell out of me, came in me so much my thighs were wet, and it's still growing. Almost as if someone else controlled me or maybe some instinct took over, I shoved myself back toward him. I heard myself moan. Part of me wondered if I would be split open... wondered if I would be forever a tightly stretched cover of a great hulking pulsing cock. Another part of me didn't care anymore and only had one thought and desire: Deeper. As I pushed myself hard onto his cock, I felt his knot go a bit further in and slip. It was a very very strange sudden 'jerk/twist' motion. In a flash every nerve in me tingled. Now all the twisting type of pull was replaced by the feeling of a huge enormous object in me, heating me, pulsing inside me, pulling my insides wherever it wanted them. I felt another furry weight on my head. I felt a spurting cock- wet, sticky, hot, and metallic/salty tasting- get jammed into my mouth. I felt it, as I felt the one in my ass earlier, jerk in and out, but I also felt fingers against my lips and knew someone was directing this one into me. This one was already cumming also. Between the way my head was already tied down and the weight on it, I could not even move at all. I felt his cock in my mouth, seeking and finding my throat, then invading it roughly, spurting his cum as he went. Somewhere, as if from another planet, I heard a voice telling me to swallow. I made sure his cock and cum went down my throat, as if I had any choice, and began to swallow it deeper. My main thought was on the cock in my ass, ripping me apart in painful bliss. deeper. more... I felt something in my mouth. The part of that cock in my ass that swelled. This one in my mouth does too. I felt my mouth being pushed open. I felt my tongue being forced against the bottom of my mouth and held there. The thoughts of fear I had that were being beaten by my desire to get him deeper were being resurrected by the fear that my jaw would be torn off. Also it was very hard to swallow with your tongue held down. I was fortunate that he was so far down my throat that his cum was already too far in me to come back and get me strangled. I was breathing around his cock, swallowing cum every 3 or 4 seconds, but he was getting bigger inside my mouth. My jaw was starting to hurt from the pressure. I felt the cock in my ass grow bigger I think, but I the one in my mouth had my attention for now. Finally they both stopped getting bigger at almost the same time. I felt the one in my mouth going further and further down my throat. I had to fight a sudden gag reflex as nothing had ever been so deep, but it was a quickly passing thing. I then felt the animal in my mouth spinning his cock. I opened my mouth wide as I could and felt him spin inside. This gave my tongue some relief. Then I felt something strangely wonderful in my ass. I swear I could feel that huge cock intensly spurting something inside me. Cum? Was he cumming again? What then was the liquid on my thighs and ass that had ran donw from his original entry? Whatever it was, it certainly felt really good. As my mind pondered, I pushed against him again. I could get him no deeper despite how I tried. As I pushed, he pulled, but as I pushed and he pulled, he spurted harder. I began moving my ass up and down. I could feel him spurting into me more and more and harder and harder. I then felt something thicker and hotter being spurted in my throat. "He's cumming too", I thought as I fought to swallow it all. Having 2 wild passionate cocks, both spurting cum so deeply into each end of me at the same time was the most incredible thing I've ever experienced. Suddenly my blindfold was removed. As my eyes adjusted, I looked as saw an asshole inches from my nose, pulsing in and out. Then I saw a tail. A dog. I looked up and saw my 'teacher' again. I looked at the dog and at him. He was obviously getting off on it. He was standing over me, rubbing his cock. I swallowed the mass of cum in my throat again. I wondered just how full of cum I would be. Looking down I could just see the cock as it went into my mouth. I could see the veins throb with his heartbeat and feel it on my tongue. I could also see the chain reaction of his asshole contracting, see it spurt inside the part of the cock I could see, feel it inside the cock with my tongue, then feel it build up inside my throat. I knew the same thing was happening inside my ass. Suddenly, I felt the hot rain of my 'teacher's' orgasm on my face . I moved my ass up and down harder, trying to milk all the cum I could from the monster inside my ass. My reward was the painful feeling of his cock seeming to grow a bit and the hot blissful spurt spurt inside me. I saw 2 other men standing over me, their cocks in their hand, and knew soon I'd be covered in cum. I wagged my impaled ass up and down, trying to get all I could from the beast, swallowing the cum from the first beast, and waiting for the creamy shower from the men. I managed to make a moan as I breathed, and watched as one of the men rewarded me with another hot white shower. I could smell their cum as it ran down my face. I swallowed again, feeling a huge load of cum go toward my stomach. I kept wagging my ass, trying to get all I could, trying so desperately to find a way to cum myself. I had never been so horny in my life. The pain of the enormous cock inside me was now nothing but an added pleasure. And all the cum, on me, in my mouth, my ass... load after load being put in me. I felt something wet, hot and sticky on my ass and knew another of the men must be shooting his load on the crack of my ass just above my asshole. I felt it run down my crack. I felt it run on each side of the huge cock imbedded in my belly. I felt it mix together with the cum running from my asshole already, then run down the back of my balls and drip down. I realized I was moaning again and I swallowed another load. "Like that, eh?", I heard the question and looked up. My 'teacher' was kneeling near me watching me. I could see his cock was already partially hard again. Finally I felt the dog stop cumming in my throat. I was partially disappointed but then realized I was still swallowing something. I also felt the squirt squirt bliss in my ass subside. I looked up at him, then back at the dog. I was in pure agony. I would have jumped off a cliff onto cactus to just have an orgasm and the one thing that was bringing me so close, that ecstatically cum spurting in my ass, was gone. My moans of bliss changed to moans of longing. He looked at me and smiled, stroking his cock. "How much cum can you hold? You look sad cause they stopped.", he said. I opened my eyes and looked at him, then moved my ass up and down as if to respond. "You want more?", he asked, his eyes lighting up and his cock springing up harder. "Mmmmmm mhmmmmm", I managed to get out past the cock in my mouth, then moved my ass up and down again to emphasize the point. This brought another shower of cum to land on my back from one of them. I closed my eyes and moved my ass. As I did this I felt the dog in my mouth start to shrink. In a moment he deflated and pulled his cock past the padded ring strapped in my mouth. I just lay still for a moment, waiting for the dog in my ass to deflate also, but he just stood there. I looked up at the man, then back toward my ass, then toward the man. "He's not done", he said, figuring out my question. I then looked at the dog in the corner licking his cock. "Let me explain to you. The one in your mouth was a Lab. He's only 11 months old and small too. I knew he wouldn't be too big for you. He's only good for about 10-15 minutes. The one in your ass is a 2 year old German Shepard/Mastiff mix. He has a big cock. Not as big as a couple others, but big. He's good for 45 minutes and will probably cum inside you again before he decides to let you go. With that I moved my ass again and moaned. "You love this, don't you?", he said. I just kept moveing my ass up and down, trying to get him to spurt into me again. My cock ached. My Balls ached. My body ached. I needed pleasure. I needed release. I wanted this brute to force the cum out of me with his cock. Finally I felt him spurting into me again. I almost yelped with pleasure as I tried to wiggle for him and feel all I could. "Ahh, he's cumming in you again.", he said, more a statement than a question. "Mmmmmmmm", I said around the ring as I moved a bit harder, trying for all I could get. My mind shut down. I was just a mound of passionate, lusting, craving flesh. My world was the size of a basketball and squirting over and over and over. I worked my ass and hips to their fullest, to try to make this cock give me every drop it possibly could. I heard footsteps walking away from me as I lost myself in an attempt to feel everything the beast would allow of me. He kept cumming and cumming. It was so blissful. Finally I felt myself getting close. Each spurt brought me a microscopic bit closer to cumming. My cock twitched. My ass tingled. My balls tightened. His cock stopped. I moved myself up and down and back and forth on his cock, but it was to no avail. The spurting had ended. I opened my eyes, still moving and trying to get more satisfaction even tho I knew he was finished. There looking at me closely were the 2 gray eyes. "He's finished", he smiled at me. I looked back at him quizically. "og dghg ygu kokg", I sputtered. He pulled the ring from my mouth and off my head. I relaxed my aching jaw for a moment, then looked at him again. "How can you tell?", I asked. He kind of chuckled. "Their ass and tail", he replied, "When they are cumming, their asshole is moving tighter and then relaxing in time with their spurts. Also their tail is twitching in time with their cum. He's done. He'll pull free of you soon". I continued wriggling, groaning, and trying to get all the sensation I could from this dog's jerking cock, but try as I might I could tell it was over. I felt him shrink and finally pop out with a painful squishy sucking shhlop. I've never needed an orgasm so badly. As he walked away I saw the cock. Even shrank as it now was it was huge. "Nice size, eh?", the man said. I closed my eyes and relaxed, trying to get myself under control. Trying to make this astronomical need to cum lessen a bit. Knowing this brute had finished with me and I had missed the chance to cum harder than I ever had in my life was killing me. My cock had never been so hard. I think I could have used it to drill concrete. My poor aching nuts felt like 2 great overripe melons hanging full of cum. I felt fingers on my ass again moving tormentingly slow around my now tingling aching ass and near my nuts, only to never actually touch me there. My body jerked and spasmed at their touch. I had no control over myself at all. Realizing my chance with the dog was gone had greatly depressed me, but it certainly hadn't taken any of the need from me at all. "You want to cum?", he asked, still playing with my ass. "Yes", I answered, knowing it would not feel anything near as good with him doing it, but also needing anything. I had to cum no matter what. I hurt badly. He kept teasing me, tormenting me, keeping me close and crazy but never taking me any further. I would have given about anything if that dog had wanted seconds, but he was happliy laying in the corner resting, having already put his gallon into me. "No", he said. 1 little word that sent me into agony. "But I'll tell you what, I'll invited some friends over. When we're all finished cumming and if you've properly satisfied us then I'll let you cum then.". "Uhhh", I managed in protest. "Besides", he added, "I think you'd like to have more in you, wouldn't you? I think you'd like to feel some nice big cocks in here when you cum", and he slid a finger into my ass. "Mmmm", the small moan escaped my mouth before I realized it. "Hmmmm", he said, "You act like you'd like another cock like Charlie's". I laid quietly, fighting myself, part of me ashamed of wanting the dog again, part of me longing for it as a man might long for water in the desert, and part of me just so horny I was dying. "You know, my friends have a dog", he said almost matter of factly, "and he's probably horny. He's a bit bigger than charlie tho". I tried not to moan and wiggle at the thought as he played with me. "Should I have them bring him?". he asked innocently, running a finger down the back of my ballsack and making my whole body tingle. "Yes", I heard myself say softly as I shuddered. "What was that?", he asked. "Yes", I repeated, no longer caring about anything except feeling that wonderful feeling again. "So you want a bigger cock in your ass than charlie, eh? a huge one?", "Yes", I replied, getting more and more turned by the thought of another huge spurting cock. I wanted it very very badly. Without hesitation. I felt him slide his cock into my ass. "You know, he said", they have 2 dogs. I don't think it would be fair to let one have you and not the other. I think if you're going to fuck one, you should certainly suck the other". His cock began working in and out of me harder. "What do you think?", he asked. "Yes", I said, focusing on his cock and thinking about getting fucked by that huge cock again". Suddenly he pulled his cock from me and said, "I don't know. I'm not sure you want that dog bad enough.". -agony- "Please, please let me fuck that dog. Please. I need it", I said without thinking, my desire suddenly growing a voice. I felt more embarassed than I had ever felt before. I was here, begging my abductor for a dog cock. I felt him shoot his load into me. I relaxed, feeling his cock slide from me and feeling some of the cum in me run out and down my thigh. There was no calming down tho. No sooner had I started to try and relax than fingers returned to my ass. I was remembering the cock in my mouth and ass, both filling me, both squirting and growing, trying to meet in the middle. I felt the precum dripping from my cock. I then heard a squeal. I looked and saw a very very large dog being led in. I also felt a cock go into my ass. I stopped and closed my eyes, enjoying, but Whoever it was must have been pretty horny as they came in me after about 10 strokes. Another tease. I heard the gray man's voice, "This is a mastiff. His cock is far bigger than your last one. Are you sure you want him". I had never been so sure of anything in my life. I felt another cock enter my ass. "Mmmmmmm, Yes Please" I managed as I closed my eyes. I knew all these cocks in my ass would only make me worse. I knew once that huge dog took my ass, he'd be in my till I came. After that I didn't care. I just needed not to die of longing till then. I felt a cock against my lips. I looked and saw another man kneeling in front of me. I opened my mouth and he began fucking my face. He was very hard to deal with as he kept pulling his cock out of my throat and ramming it back, making me cough. I soon felt yet another in my ass, fucking me. Even though the cock in my ass started last, it came first. Soon the one in my mouth came deep in my throat. Then another dog was led to my face. He looked larger than the lab that fucked me before. He was quite horny, probably from the smell of all the cum, and immediately jumped on my head, poking my face and lips. I opened my mouth, waiting for him to find my mouth. Finally, finding my mouth, he quickly shoved his cock down my throat. I closed my eyes, tasting the now-familiar precum and waiting for him to lock himself into my mouth. Quite quickly he began swelling, opening my mouth wide. Within seconds my mouth was completely open and his cock was far down my throat filling my stomach with precum. I almost cried with joy to feel another cock enter my aching ass, only to realize it was human. It was a nice cock though and he fucked me with long hard strokes. I felt some straps loosen and suddenly I could move my head. I soon realized why. The dog stepped off my head and this one was far too large to spin. As he spun his body, I spun my head. Soon I was again looking at a twitching dog's ass, but this time on the other side of my head. The guy in my ass continued to fuck me for a while, finally shoving himself as deep as he could and adding to my ever increasing load of cum. Then he pulled his cock from me and I waited for a moment. I felt the load in my throat change and knew the dog in my mouth was cumming. This dog came far more than the last and I was forced to breathe shallow breaths and almost constantly swallow. While doing this I noticed all the men gathering around me. I then felt a tongue licking my ass. I moaned loudly, almost strangled myself, and would have came had someone not pulled the dog away. I then felt the oh so welcome furry weight on my back. I felt him stabbing my left cheek. I tried to move, but he moved with me. After 10 or 12 stabs, he hopped off. "Mmmfmfmmf", I moaned raising my ass up hoping he'd come back. Again he licked me till I almost came only to be pulled away. Then I felt his weight on my back again. It amazed me just how much he weighed. Then I felt complete bliss. His cock found my anxiously waiting ass. I felt him push his cock into me and I immediately pushed back to make sure to get him if I could. When I pushed, I realized my legs were free. I raised myself high, trying to make my asscheeks one with his hips. I felt his boiling hot wet spurting cock in me going in, then out, then in deeper, then out, then in deeper still. Finally after what felt like years I felt his knot. It hit the outside of my ass but didn't go in. It his again but didn't go in. I opened myself as much as possible and on his next thrust I shoved myself straight onto his cock. It popped in with some pain, but then popped out with some more pain. I felt it hit me 2 more times as I moved forward getting ready for another try. Then he shoved at me again sliding in and I shoved hard back. Again I felt it go in. I picked myself up hard, pushing up as hard as I could, trying desperately to capture that great hulking object of bliss. He pulled back and it came partly out, but then he shoved forward again and it went deeper into me. I again started the dance I had performed last time, trying to make it go deeper and deeper. I could not go backward well because it pulled on the dog in my throat, but I could push back some and up and lot. Each time he thrusted I lifted, straining for every inch I could get. After about 4 strokes something in him felt that he was caught in me. He pulled again with a jerk, but did not come out. He immediately began fucking me with the welcome low thrusts, shoving his cock ever deeper into me. This brought a moan of pleasure from me as I did everything I could without ripping off either my jaw or the other dog's cock to plant him as deep as possible. I knew I was literally picking that dog up so he could drive his cock in me with all his weight, and drive he did. It felt like a 50 pound jackhammer was in my ass making a hole further and further down. Also all the motion had the dog in my mouth squirting so much cum that there was just a constant stream from the tip of his cock to my stomach. I felt my ass stretching and knew he was imbedded and locked, but I wanted it deeper. I wanted it further in. If I could have felt the tip of his cock meeting the other dog's cock in my throat I would have been happy. I began shaking him forward and backward in time with his thrusts. He was swelling fast and I knew I had about 10 seconds to get him as deep as I could, because after that nothing short of surgery would move him till he was completely done. I managed to get him deeper and deeper as he swelled, allowing his knot to completely fill me and allowing his shaft to be totally in my colon. As he swelled more and more I became aware that my hip bones and tail bone on the inside literally felt as if they were being pushed apart by him. I could no longer hold him and had to go back down on my knees. I felt his cock, growing bigger every second. I was full, too full, and getting fuller. And he was still humping me trying to drive himself deeper. I knew he was locked very well. Soon he stopped humping me and stood over me for a moment, his massive head over mine looking down on me. Then he stepped off me to turn. I rocked my hips and shoved toward him as hard as I could, causing a slight yelp from the dog in my mouth and causing my jaw to hurt badly, but somehow I managed to shove him just deep enough that he spun. I felt his cock come to a stop deep in me. I felt it still growing bigger. I felt my hips giving way for it. I also felt something wonderful. He began to cum, and every spurt rubbed something inside my ass through his cock before squirting out with very hard force into my lower abdomen. I was quickly approaching an orgasm. In moments his cum, massaging my prostate through his cock before emptying into my bowels, began to make me cum. I could no longer breathe. I could no longer move. I could no longer think. All I could do was moan "MMFT!!" over and over as each squirt of my cum hit the ground between my knees so hard I felt it splatter back onto my thighs. I was trying to rock my ass up and down to keep it going. I've never came so hard in my entire life. Splattt Splattt Splattt. I came for a very long time, till finally I was spent and I collapsed waiting for both dogs to finish with me. I started hearing moans around me. I opened my eyes to see 6 men all standing over me stroking their cocks. I tried to relax but he was so huge I was almost cramping. I almost passed out. My body didn't. His cock was imbedded in me. It was literally imbedded. And it was against my prostate somehow. It was against it, massaging it, and it was swelled tight and absolutely non-moving except for pulsing and squirting. I felt my poor aching balls and cock getting ready again. I felt myself coming closer and closer, Then again.. Splat Splat. Finally I stopped cumming the 2nt time and tried to relax. The dog in my throat stopped cumming and began to go down. I felt him shrink and pull himself free of my mouth. Try as I might my mouth wouldn't close for a few minutes. I used the bench that I was laying on to finally get my mouth closed. "Mmmm', I said, "mmmm oh. Oh shit, oh I'm going to cum again.", and I felt my cock again getting ready. I stiffened myself and let it build, finally feeling myself again cumming. I then tried to rock my hips to maybe not only help make room for a cock the size of a small city, but to maybe move him off of whatever pleasure center he had control of. This only server to bring on my next orgasm faster and soon I was grunting and cumming again. I don't know if anything was left to cum out of me, but I was trying. Finally he stopped cumming and thus so did I. I noticed as I looked around in my near coma state that all the men were still standing over me masturbating. I looked up at them in a puzzling way, resting as best I could with such a huge cock in me. My teacher/tormenter smiled. "It seems you cum when he cums", he half laughed still stroking his cock. "Yes", I replied, "So?". "So... He cums twice", he half laughed. I made it a point to lay very very still in the hopes he wouldn't, Dealing with the huge cock in my ass was enough. I didn't need round 2. I wanted him out almost as badly as I had wanted him in. As I lay, I realized all the cum on my legs was my own. His cock was so massive that not one drop had leaked. I wondered how much I had, and if the gallon in my stomach would meet the gallon in my ass in their frantic search for the eggs that I didn't have inside me. I soon was taught that stillness was of no use. In about 10 minutes I felt his red hot cum again adding to my already huge internal load. I arched my back, feeling myself being taken to another orgasm. As my cock began spurting again I moaned. This was enough for one of the men, who pushed their cock into my mouth, giving me another drink. I did not open my eyes, but merely sucked him dry so I could lay my head down. I felt his cock yet again milking me, pushing me toward orgasm. The last one had almost hurt so instead of trying to ignore this one, I began rocking my hips once again, arching my back and pushing on him, in the hope that if I could not move him, maybe I could at least keep my forced orgasms as pleasant as possible. My hip rocking certainly made him cum harder and also brought me to orgasm faster, but it did also get my crack cummer to lube me again, which felt hot and sticky as it ran across my ass and down my balls to drip onto the ground, leaving a sticky trail. I moved some more and became aware that I had enough cum in me to feel it run if I moved from side to side just right. I felt myself building up again, but I knew I had nothing left. My "no No No more" soon turned into "Yes Yes" followed by my nuts and cock having the dry heaves. It had become painful to cum. My abductors were certainly enjoying it. I would cum and feel their shower of cum raining onto me as I moaned and rocked uncontrollably, totally owned and at the mercy of this dog. Finally after 2 more jerks of my cock and balls (can't call them orgasms, nothing at all came out) I felt him grant me mercy and stop cumming. I collapsed on the bench more tired and more spent than I have ever been in my life. I vaguely remember the sharp pain that woke me for a moment as he pulled his watermelon sized knot out of me still half swollen. I do not remember anything else until the next day when I awoke in a field near my house dressed and covered with a blanket. I've never been as sore as I was when I tried to get up. I almost crawled home. By the time I got there I had soaked my jeans from crotch to ankle with the cum pouring from my ass. Once I arrived, I showered and crawled into bed where I spent most of the weekend. Will I press charges and try to have them put in jail? No. Not for this time nor for the other once a month encounters they perform on me when I'm lucky enough to see their car on a Friday night and catch a ride. By Randall keldric@hotmail.com My Writings which have been published by Nifty: My Friend Brutus (2 parts) (true story) The Experiment (2 parts) (true story) A walk in a Snowy Park (fiction - so far) Caring for the Kennel (true or fiction? you tell me) A Night of Introduction and Passion (fiction loosely based on real events) Please feel free to email me about any or all of these. I welcome questions, comments, helpful and polite criticisms, and just chat and making new friends.
bestiality/farm-fresh-protein-shake.txt	Date: Mon, 21 Aug 2006 00:06:07 -0400 From: Check It Out <I_Wanna_be_A_Slut@webtv.net> Subject: Farm Fresh Protein Shakes I had three male horses and when I began to have trouble with them, the vet said they were becoming sexually frustrated. So I began to jerk them off twice a day and collect the cum. ==================================== I heard a knock at the door and found my friend Tommy on my doorstep. "Hey Tom what's up?" I queried about his unexpected appearance. "Nuthin, I was driving by and thought I would stop for a minute. See what you were getting into." he responded. "Cool, There's sodas in the fridge if you want." I said as I sat on the couch. I was shocked when he came out of the kitchen sniffing at a glass of what looked like thick chocolate milk. "What's this?" he asked. "Uhhh, It's a protein shake." I stammered. "Is it any good?" he asked. "I like them. I drink them all the time." I replied with a smile. "I just got that and put it in the fridge. It might still be warm. Do you want some Ice?" "No, this will be fine." he said. I rolled a joint and we sat and smoked and talked. He asked about the shakes. I told him that I just added chocolate to that batch to see how it would taste. I told him I was drinking the white cream shake. I then popped the top of my 22 ounce travel mug to show him. It was filled about 3/4 to the top with the white cream shake. We smoked, talked and drank our shakes. I asked Tommy if the chocolate was any good. He said it wasn't bad. I tasted his and he tasted mine. We both agreed, the chocolate was better. We finished the joint, Tommy finished his shake and took off. I took another big mouthful of my shake. Swished it around in my mouth and swallowed. I got up, grabbed Tommys glass and giggled as I went to put it in the sink. I put it in the sink and laughed out loud. I couldn't believe what just happened. One thing was for sure, I was NEVER going to tell him. The truth was... Tommy just had a glass of horse cum! It went straight from the horses cock, to the pitcher, to my refrigerator. It was as fresh as it gets. It couldn't have been more than 15 minutes old. ===================================== I have 3 male horses and when I began to have trouble with them, I called the vet. He came out, checked out the horses, asked about what was wrong. He then told me the strangest thing. I'll never forget it. He told me they were coming of age and were sexually frustrated. I asked about it and he told me they need to get laid. If you can find a mare, let them get laid a few times and they'll calm right down. I thanked him and he went back to town. "Huh, They need to get laid? Where am I gonna find a mare for 3 males?" I thought about it all afternoon and all that night with no answer. In the morning I was getting ready for my shower and began to jack off like I often did. When the Idea hit me. "What if I just jerk them off? Maybe I wouldn't need a mare." In the shower I pondered the question. "How would a person go about jerking off a horse? I don't want to be stepped on trampled or kicked." I then thought about a milking stall. It was a closed in stall with an opening on the side to allow access as well and keep the cow from moving. I decided that might be best. I went to the barn and picked a stall by itself in the corner. I remodelled it to suit my purposes and brought in one of the horses. I was nervous as I put him into the stall, closed the gate and hitched him up. I grabbed a short stool and sat in front the hole in the side of the stall. I had no idea how to start. HIs cock was right there, just like I planned. I eyed his cock and balls and couldn't help but to admire it. I had seen horse cock often, but this was the first time I was looking at one closely. I reached out and caressed his balls. He jumped and whinnied nervously. They were huge! Each one was bigger than my fist! They were heavy too! His ball sack didn't hardly have any hair on it either. It was just smooth soft skin. It felt so wild to have in my hand. I smiled as his cock began to grow. I grabbed his growing shaft and began to stroke it. It was so smooth and so soft in my hand. It was throbbing hard and growing fast. I could see thick veins bulging out and it had a fat head with a flat end. The end had bumps and bulges on it with a pee hole that looked big enough to put my pinky finger into. I grabbed the head with the other hand and squeezed it a bit. It was soft and spongy, the edges of it folded over flat while the face of it rubbed against my palm. I could feel the blood rushing through the shaft as I continued to stoke it and squeeze the head. Before too long, there was a spurt against my palm and felt a gooey slippery fluid lubricate the space between the face of his cock and my palm. I was shocked and jumped, but smiled when I looked and saw white drops fall to the floor. I kept rubbing the face of his cock with one hand and stroking his cock with the other. His cock was fully extended now and it was as thick as my wrist and at least 16 or 18 inches long. Then came another small spurt of cum. It sprayed out from around my hand and dripped down my arm. "Holy Shit that was cool" I thought. I grabbed the throbbing shaft with both hands and began to stroke him hard. It was such a rush to squeeze his cock and feel the blood rushing through it. I watched as another small spurt shot out and splashed on the floor. That small spurt was more cum than I put out on my best day! Holy Shit! I was really starting to get into this! "How much cum does he got?" I wondered. I squeezed his cock and stroked him hard and fast. Every few seconds his cock would throb and a small stream of cum would shoot out. It was amazing. Each spurt was as big around as your finger and about six inches long. Then He Came!! I had never seen anything like it! Before or since. A thick white stream of cum poured out of his cock. It was like he was peeing cum. It was a continuous stream from his cock to the floor. Then it stopped for a second and it happened two more times. As amazing as that was, it was even more amazing to be hanging onto a horse cock while he was cumming. It jumped, It jerked, It throbbed, I could feel the cum squirting through it. It was down right hard to hold onto. It was the coolest thing I had ever seen or done. What a rush! I couldn't wait to do it again. I showed him out and brought in the next horse. I eagerly sat at my stool and started to play with his cock. It grew quickly and I rubbed the flat face of his cock vigorously. The first small spurt of cum squirted out and splashed everywhere. It was all over his belly, my pants, shoes and shirt, but it just covered my hand. I rubbed even harder while I stroked his big fat cock even faster. The next time I felt his cock throb, I let up the pressure and cum squirted hard into my palm. I smiled as I watched big white gobs of horse cum drip to the floor. I grabbed his shaft with both hands and started to give him the best hand job I could. When he came, it was just like the first horse. 3 or 4 thick streams all the way to the floor, then it would dribble out of his softening cock. I cupped my had under it and collected a good handful. I had tasted my own cum many times and wanted to try horse cum. So I brought it to my mouth and drank it. It was two full mouthfuls, it was gooey, warm, sticky and quite tasty, I thought. When I was 13 or 14 and much more flexible, I used to suck my own dick. I would sit on the toilet, get my dick hard, bend over and suck it until I came in my own mouth. I always liked that, I would get both views of a blowjob at the same time. I knew what it felt like to get a good BJ. Plus I knew what it was like to suck a guys dick and have him cum in my mouth. I of course ALWAYS swallowed. I thought it was very cool. It was quick, clean and quiet. I would even go to the bathroom, suck myself off and come out and talk to people like nothing happed. So you know I was thinking "What's it like to have a horse cum in my mouth? I should find out." I showed in the next horse knowing I was gonna see if I could get him to cum in my mouth. I kicked the stool out of the way, climbed under him and started to play with his cock. When his cock was thick and hard, I grabbed just behind the head with one hand and pressed the flat face against my mouth. I was stroking fast and hard with the other. I was REALLY taken off guard. You have no idea what it's like to put a horse cock to your lips and look down a cock that size. It was just an unbelievable experience for me. When the first spurt came, it splashed against my tonsils and filled my mouth instantly. I greedily swallowed it down and thought about how cool that was. I was really getting into rubbing the face with my tongue when the second spurt came. It rushed into my mouth and dripped from the corners. I was getting turned on now. This was the most exhilarating and depraved thing I had ever imagined. The third and fourth spurts were every bit as good as the first two. I was getting ready for the next small spurt, when cum poured out of his cock like a pressure hose. I swallowed as fast as I could, but it was splashing everywhere. Then it stopped for a second and started again. I panicked and ducked my head. Cum splashed all over my forehead and face. By the time he was done I was covered in horse cum from head to toe. I gulped down as much as I could from his softening cock and put him out too. I walked back up to the house and smiled as i looked in the mirror. I was covered with horse cum. There were big white gobs in my hair, on my face and it covered my now soaking wet shirt. I stripped down and jerked off in the shower. That night I went into the barn, stripped nude and showed in the horses one by one. Their cocks were already half hard when I showed them into the stall. So I crawled under them, jerked them off and used their cocks to hose my naked body with horse cum. I smeared it all over my body. I licked it up. I even used it as lubricant while I jacked off. I was having so much fun and I was so turned on. Who knew playing with horse cock could be so much fun? The next morning I went to the barn, stripped nude again and showed in the first horse. I crawled under him, jerked him off and hosed down my face and open mouth. I drank as much as I could catch. I used the rest to rub all over me. I stood in the light and admired the shine that wet horse cum gave my skin. I bent over and was rubbing it into my lewdly spread ass cheeks. When I thought, "I could have him hose down my ass with horse cum!" I showed in the next contestant, played with his cock and put it close to my ass as it began to spurt. I used the head of his cock to spread cum around my ass cheeks. Once they were properly coated with cum I began to rub the face his cock down the crack of my ass. I was pressing hard and rubbing vigorously when he began to cum. It rushed out and covered my back and ass in no time. I was running it back through my ass crack when it sprayed out again. When I passed it over my butt hole, it sprayed right inside me. I was shocked and jumped, so I couldn't get it back in time before he was done. I let in the next horse and had a huge hard on as I pushed his cock right up against my butt hole, hoping it would shoot inside me again. When the first spurt came it shot right inside me. "That was just fucking awesome!" I thought "I've got horse cum in my ass!" The next two spurts, right inside me. "This was so fucking cool. I had a horse cumming in my ass!" I felt his cock start to jump and knew he was about to cum. I stuffed it hard against my butt hole, as I got ready for the big stream. The horse flexed his hips and drove his cock into my tight cum slicked ass like it was nothing. My asshole screamed with pain and clamped down on his shaft right behind the bloated head. Then a huge stream of cum shot into my bowels. Then the second and third erupted inside me. I could feel the pressure as I was filled to overflowing. The cock head made an excellent cork. The pressure built and cum gurgled into my guts. It felt like gallons of thick warm horse cum was flooding into me. It was like a warm enema, but better, it was warm horse cum! I could feel his cock softening inside me and looked between my legs. I was shocked! There was cum dripping from my softening cock too! I had just had an orgasm from having a horse cock shoved into my ass and taking a sperm enema. "Holy Fucking Shit!" I thought. When his cock pulled out of me a big spurt of horse cum flew out and thick streams dribbled down my leg. I giggled, I was a sperm slut and got off on it! I did in fact REALLY enjoy it. Over the next few weeks, twice a day like clock work. I did every depraved thing I could think of to do with a horse cock. I played with it, I sucked on it, I stuffed it in my ass. I could only get about four inches inside me, but the cum is what really turned me on. One day I used my big travel mug to catch as much cum as I could. Some splashed out but my 22 ounce cup was still nearly full. Holy shit!! Now that was a cup-O-sperm. I put the top on and spent the next hour sipping horse cum from my coffee mug. I rather enjoyed walking around sipping a cup of fresh warm horse cum. I was really beginning to like the taste of horse cum. It dawned on me I should collect it and drink it around the house. I dug out some long freezer bags and a rubber band. I put the bag on the end of his cock and used the rubber band to keep it in place while I jerked them off. It was perfect! the bag filled up without losing a drop. I took them off and tied them and brought them to the house. I bet I got a pint from each horse each time. Soon I had so much horse cum sitting around I didn't know what to do with it all. I would give myself sperm enemas and see how long I could hold it. I put a bunch in the tub and rolled around in it and jerked off, but mostly I drank it. I smeared it on toast, I mixed it half and half with my coffee in the morning, I poured it over ice cream and drank it during the day. I would walk around all day swilling sperm. I thought it was great stuff. Plus it was my dirty little secret, I love to drink horse cum! I had just come back from the barn with 3 fresh bags. I filled my big travel mug, dumped the rest in a small pitcher, mixed in some chocolate and put it in the fridge. I gulped down two big mouthfuls of my horses warm fresh ball juice and sat in the living room. That's when I heard Tommy's unexpected knock at the door.
bestiality/pushing-my-limits.txt	Date: Wed, 9 Nov 2016 11:24:38 +0000 (UTC) From: wood guy <woodd_guy@yahoo.com> Subject: Pushing My Limits This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts Some of the parts real but will leave that up to the reader to decide. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. You may contact me at woodd_guy@yahoo.com if you like to comment. (Remember, your donations allow everyone to enjoy this and other stories--please consider a donation to Nifty.org) I am a guy in my 40's and as a boy I had played with other boys, but stopped and then decided I wanted to try again with other men. Just weeks ago I was talking to a guy on line about getting together to play, I was telling him I just seem to want to be a sub and in the back of my mind I just wanted a guy to tell me what to do and I have me do it. As I said we were just talking the guy if anything was versatile and even leaning to be a bottom. We talked for a while and I guess I came off as a guy who was looking get a guy who would push my limits not that I have many. We had talked before and we both talked about kinky things we have done. I had told him I had done bondage and even thought about letting a dog fuck me. That was if I ever found a guy who was into that and had a dog. So we were just chatting never suspecting we would get together, since he was more of a bottom like me and did not have a place to play. We talked on and off for a few times after that and he kept asking me how far I would go, I guess I just let him know I be happy if I went to a guy's house and the guy took charge and I would do whatever he told me too with no exceptions. There are a few things I do not like but feel that if I was put into a position where I would have no choice I would just do it and not feel bad about it afterwards, all I just wanted to be a total sub. Then on Monday of last week the guy I was chatting with said he had been talking to another guy a few miles away and had something in mind if I could get away for the day on Wednesday. It just so happened that I had started a new volunteer program, it was the type that whoever showed up did the work but we did not have any set days. If I felt like it I could just not show up so I had the perfect excuse for me to get away for the day without the wife suspecting anything. Yes I am one of the married cock suckers that the wife does not know about what I really like. So I tell him I can meet, I also asked what he had planned. He told me not to ask, he had worked out something with a friend and for me to just meet him at the local store parking lot, park there and he would pick me up in his work van. I was told he would have instructions from the guy whose house we were going too. The only way the guy said he would do this was if I followed the instructions as he wrote them down. I tried to find out what they were but was told he did not know and that he was told to meet the other guy on Tuesday and he would then give him the instructions and directions to his house and whatever else the guy wanted to give him. I was getting leery about doing this but was told that this guy was just a master who liked his subs to do whatever he wanted. But he was not totally crazy, perverted maybe but I was assured I would be safe no marks would be left and that the guy I talked to said he spoke with one of the subs who went there and he said he enjoyed it very much. So with that I said OK. I meet him at the meeting place on Wednesday and got into his truck which was a work van. He gave me the printed instructions that were in a sealed envelope and a package of different items in the bag. I started to read and the first line said to read the instructions out loud so that the guy driving could hear me. I did as told and the first line was for me to strip off my clothes in the back of the guy's cargo van and making sure I took everything off. Then open up the bag and get out the items in the bag. I did as I was instructed and what I found in the bag was an outfit that was made up with a lot of straps and a hood that had rings on the side and back and also had straps attached. The hood had holes for my mouth and eyes but there were flaps that could be closed. I put the hood on and ran the straps down that almost went on like a set of coveralls so there were straps going all the way down to my feet and a few went around my legs and there was a pouch where my cock fit into, I was then told to tell the driver to pull over when he could and tighten all the straps and to secure the pouch so my cock was now locked in. There was also a strap that secured around my ass that had a dildo secured to it and in the bag was a tube of lubricant. So when I was done I was wrapped up in all the straps and had a dildo in my asshole and the lids for the eyelets were closed. I was then instructed to kneel on the floor for the last part of the trip it was not that bad since the straps had built in knee pads. We were not that far away so we arrived there in a short while. The next set of instruction told the driver to park 50 feet from the house and for him to come around get me out and for me to walk to the house, the scary part is here I am in this strap getup and not knowing if anyone can see me as I walk almost bare ass with a dildo in my ass. I just did as I was told. I figured it was his house did not suspect I knew anyone around this guy's house. Then when I got to the side door as we were told to do someone opened it and I was told to get on my knees, which I did and was told, just be a good sub and do whatever you are told. I was then fed a cock and I opened my mouth and took it in like a good sub would to any man who needed his cock sucked. I heard a few more voices around so I was pretty sure there were at least myself my friend and the guy I was sucking on and one or two more if not more there. I had the cock pulled out of my mouth and replaced with another cock I could tell this one was fatter so I knew it was a different guy. The guy I came with was told to get on his knees and I heard he was sucking off some cock since I could not see I had no idea who's. Then the cock I was sucking was pulled out of my mouth again and replaced again by a lot smaller one and when the guy talked he sounded a lot younger boy. This went on for one more time and then forth guy also sounded like a boy. I was then brought into a different area and forced to bend over some type of bench and a few straps were connected to the straps on me so I was unable to move and my ass was elevated so I knew getting fucked was next on their agenda. The strap that held the dildo in was taken off the dildo was removed and more lubricant was put in my ass. The first cock to enter me was the smaller one and he just fucked me and from his sounds he was enjoying it. Then he was replaced by the other smaller cock and then next by one a larger cock so had to be one of the men. By now I was sensing that the two smaller cocks were from teen boys getting taught the art of being a master. I was fucked by two guys they fucked me hard as if my purpose was just for me to service them. I was not there for them to give me any pleasure and if I was getting any then I was just lucky. While the men were fucking me one of the boys came up front opened my mouth and put his semi hard cock in me and then I felt him pissing in me. I was not ready for that so most of the piss ran out of my mouth and onto the floor. The one guy pulled his cock out of my ass and next thing I felt was a paddle on my ass telling me I was not to let anything else in my mouth escape. My ass was now burning from the hard paddling I received and as soon as the guy put his cock back into my ass the other boy shoved his cock in my mouth. This time I knew what was coming so I closed my mouth on his cock and started swallowing as soon as I felt the warm piss enter my mouth, this time I was able to keep the floor dry. After all 4 guys had fucked me I was then fucked by the guy who I came with and that was his reward because I had heard where his job was to clean off the guys cocks after they fucked me. And for that he was rewarded with my ass, I have to admit he was enjoying it also and so was I. By now we had been here for a few hours and my ass was getting a little sore. I felt I did what they wanted and was thinking this would end soon and if so I have to admit I had a good time. Then I was sadly mistaken I heard the clicking on the floor that can only be made by a good size dog on a tile floor, The next thing I felt is the dogs paws on my back and the dog getting behind me poking to find a target. It did not take long I felt his wet cock hit my ass a few times then hit the mark and next thing his dog cock was in me fucking like crazy. Someone pulled the flaps from my eyes so I was able to see who I was sucking and getting fucked by. The two guys were in the forties and the two boys were twins and I found out there were the sons of the guy's house I was in. The boys did use the time the dog knotted in me, and that was at least 20 minutes. They feed me there cocks again having me suck another load of cum from each of them. The guy I came with was on his knees sucking off the two guys while I was sucking the boys. After the dog was able to pull out without tearing my asshole I was taken into the bathroom and given an enema with a liquid that sort of numbed my hole but did make it feel a lot better. The last instructions I received was to walk naked back to the guy's van sit in the passenger seat and drive that way with my cock out and to jerk off till I came and then licked it out of my hand, or 10 miles which ever was longer then I could get dressed. The instructions said that when I completed the last step the driver was to let the guys know and only after that would they consider having me come back and service them again. I know it is crazy but I knew I had to do it so I did and am just waiting for the next time I can be a sub to the two guys and the twin boys.
bestiality/george-buck-and-liza.txt	Date: Fri, 4 Nov 2022 15:51:05 -0700 From: Pomo Wolf <pomowolf74@gmail.com> Subject: George, Buck, and Liza *Bestiality, oral, anal, M/D F) Bestiality, oral, anal, M/D F This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between a mam, dog, and young woman. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Copyright 2022 Wolf, all rights reserved. You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. George, Buck, and Liza By Wolf While George was attending college he was struggling with expenses and was sharing an apartment in a residential community with four other guys that were classmates. George became friends with a neighbor family that had a daughter named Eliza. She was about the same age as George. The family owned a big Doberman dog named Buck. Because all three members of the family worked, they didn't have time to exercise the dog during the day. George was able to carry 20 units a semester and work an additional 20 hours a week to help his parents fund his education. He needed to get out and exercise himself, so when he kept meeting Eliza walking the dog, he offered to exercise the dog for her family. A casual friendships developed and the family paid him a little extra for his efforts. One day the family invited him to dinner. They mentioned that they were planning a vacation and wanted George to look after their home and look after Buck. After they agreed on what they would pay him for his efforts. They gave him a key to the house, and assured him that he was free to raid the fridge because the food would spoil. As soon as the family left George added looking after the house to his duties. He was walking the dog every day and even running him a couple of miles a day. When he released Buck in the back yard and fed and watered the dog, he chose to hang around the back yard for privacy. He took a pooper scooper to gather up George's waste and dispose of it in a covered hole. Then he sat on the patio furniture to relax. Buck approached the chair and allowed George to stroke his back and head. George was in the habit of wearing latex shorts to exercise. He continued wearing shorts while walking the dog. Buck was a difficult animal to handle. He was testing George because he wanted to be the alpha male. George used a choker chain around his neck attached to the leash. Dobermans can be very aggressive dogs. George had to struggle with Buck to control the dog. He was well aware that pack animals like dogs establish leadership by the strongest dog dominating the other dogs in the pack. They periodically reaffirm their position by fucking the other males in the pack. That day when they returned the house and Buck to the backyard. He fed and watered the dog as usual. Buck began licking the salty sweat on George's legs. George did enjoy the companionship with the dog. He noticed that when Buck would lay in the shady spot and curl up and he would start licking his cock. He noticed that the big dog's mottled colored cock would extend out of the tan hairy sheath and lick the wet cock. George found the dog's activities interestingly sexy, even though he had never been attracted to gay sex. George decided that he needed to establish himself as the alpha male over Buck. He put the choker chain around the dog's neck and tied the leash short around the steel handrail to the backdoor. George pulled his shorts down in front to expose is cock and scrotum. As I took hold of the dog's hind quarters, Buck struggled to turn around to bite him, only he couldn't turn around. George stuck his cock into Buck's asshole. Buck stopped struggling when George fucked him until he squirted his cum into the dog's ass. When George untied the leash and removed the choker from the dog's neck, Buck turned around and started liking George's cock and scrotum. When George was satisfied, he pushed Buck away and pulled up his shorts. Buck accepted that George was the alpha male. One day George found a DVD of gay porn video and watched it on the families TV. The video was of two guys sucking each other's cocks. Even though he had never sucked a cock, watching the video turned him on and when he went out onto the patio and sat down on a lawn chair, he pulled his shorts down enough to expose his cock and scrotum and proceeded to take his cock into his right hand and masturbated. Buck was lying on his usual spot licking his own exposed cock, when he saw George sitting in the lawn chair pulling on his cock. Buck got up and approached the chair. Buck pressed his cold wet nose against George's cock and started licking the cock. George leaned forward and reached under Buck and took hold of Buck's penis and proceeded to masturbating him. They continued their activities until they both had orgasms. The following day Buck and George returned to the back yard after getting their exercise. He fed and watered the dog as usual. George decided to find out what it would feel like to have Buck breed me. He removed his shorts and prostrated himself across the lawn furniture. Buck came to him and stuck his cold wet nose against his asshole. After licking his asshole Buck mounted him like he was a bitch. The dog put his front paws on either side of his ribcage and the dogs' dew claws dough into his ribs. The dog managed to hope a little closer and drove his cock into his asshole. The dog fucked him fast and furious until he squirted his watery cum into George's colon. When the dog pulled out George felt the warm cum dribbling out of his asshole and turned cold as it ran down the inside of his left leg. It felt unreal being fucked by a dog. He knew that he had to reassert his alpha status over Buck. He turned on the dog and held the dog by the neck while he stuffed his engorged cock into the dog's asshole. Burk submitted without resistance this time. When Eliza and her parents returned, they were pleased to find that their dog was in better shape than he had been in years. They asked George to continue exercising Buck and even increased the amount of money for his services. Eliza even joined him on their walks. He had to struggle to keep up with them when they started their two-mile jog. When they returned to walking to cool down, Eliza asked George and asked: "Can I ask some personal questions about the behavior of dogs?" George feared that she suspected that he was fucking her dog, but said: "If I can answer them I will." Eliza asked: "Is it normal for male dogs to always be trying to hump everyone?" George responded: "Buck is a normal healthy dog. He is a pack animal and sex is the way they establishes themselves as the alpha leader of the pack. He looks upon humans as members of his pack." She added: "A couple of days ago I took a bath and when I was finished, I decided to clean the tub. I was using cleaning supplies and scrubbing the tub. I was leaning across the tub to clean the other side of the tub. I didn't know that Buck was in the house, until I felt his cold nose poking my asshole. Before I could do anything, he mounted me and he gripped my sides with his front paws. When he tried to struggle to get away, he grabbed my neck with his mouth. He didn't break the shin. When I stopped struggling, he drove his cock into my vagina. He fucked me fast and as soon as he finished, he pulled out and I felt the knot with a wet sound. He even licked my pussy. Is that normal?" Buck was proclaiming that you are a member of his pack. He will always protect you from anyone he thinks is a threat to you." She asked: "Does he try and fuck you? George admitted: "Buck tried to do it several time to prove he was the alpha." She asked: "What did you do?" "I fucked him instead! I'm the alpha dog now!" George said. Eliza was startled by his statement. Are you joking?" Q "Not at all! Buck will respond to my visual and vocal commands now." Saying that George held out his hand palm down, and Buck sat on his hind quarters. When he sat down the dog laid down with his front paws out in front of him. Eliza was impressed. Her parents were not home. She led me and the dog to her bedroom and removed all of her clothes and sat on her bed with her legs spread. Buck instantly approached her and licked her pussy. Watching the dog licking her hairy pussy turned me on. I pulled Buck away and pulled down my shorts and stuffed my cock into her cunt. While I was standing there fucking her, clinging to her nice breasts. While I was fucking her Buck started licking my asshole. Then he mounted me and fucked me while I was Eliza. We were married the following spring and Buck came to live with us. We always have a large dog as a member of our pack. At present we have a large black and white spotted Great Dane. When he puts his paws on my shoulders and stands on his hind feet, Rex is at least a head taller than George. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to pomowolf74@gmail.com
bestiality/covering-all-fields.txt	Date: Sun, 5 Aug 2001 05:44:44 EDT From: SS Subject: Covering All Fields (best, bi, adult-youth, young-friends, incest) THE FOLLOWING IS PURE FICTION AND FANTASY ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hi. My name is Sam. I have a thing for younger kids, so I tend to be called Sammy. I'm 15, tall. I have had quite a bit of sex in the last month. I lost my virginity to a MALE dog, had a female cousin play Truth or Dare and we got "into" it, I had a strange meeting with my Grandma that turned out awkwardly plus jacked off with my friend from school. Dear God, this has been crazy! Finding a way to put it all down was great, but sending it in had me worried. Obviously, I overcame the fear. Listen up, here goes: July 13 -- I came in from the movie. My friend Matt dropped me off. His older brother really, we couldn't drive yet. The note on the computer screen (where I was guaranteed to see it) said that my mom and dad had just left for K-Mart 20 minutes before. I did the dishes and took out the trash. On my way up to the porch, I saw Desa, our Collie. Purebred and handsome, could've been a show dog. He was very clean. Mom must've just put him out so I decided to bring him some water. I came back out the door with a milk-jug filled with water and headed for the doggy area behind our house. He jumped up on me, knocking me over and getting my basketball shorts soaked. Desa started licking the water off my legs. I liked it and didn't feel like going in just yet. I just laid back on the wet grass and let Desa sniff and lick and push my shorts up so that he could lick my legs more. I helped him out by pulling the shorts all the way up, letting the dog lick at my wet boxers. Like I had hoped, he got to my balls. It felt good. "I think it's time to go in" I said to myself and I unchained the dog who ran all the way around the house and was waiting on the porch for me to let him in. I did let him in and I locked the door. I pulled my basketball shorts off and sat on the coach. Desa came up to my legs and I moved the boxers so he could slurp my balls some more. It made me hard, and I'll be damned if he didn't know he was why. He took a gentle nip at my peter which scared me to death and I threw myself on the floor. Laying on my back the dog stepped over me and his back legs between my thighs and his front legs on my chest. This turned me on a lot and I knocked his feet off my chest and turned over. I puled the boxers down and Desa laid down on my bare ass. I could feel the fury package that his red rocket was in sliding in my crack. I pushed my butt into the air and that dog mounted me so quick! His hot little pecker was slimy and slid into my tight hole. He started thrusting and pounding my ass. His cock swelled in my ass and was becoming quite painful. After I got over the shock, I felt the pulse of his doggie-dick in my rim. I could feel a LOT of puppy-cum filling up my pink insides. He creamed a lot more than I do and when he was done, it hurt so bad trying to force his dick out of me, but when I did, collie-juice poured out of my sore ass and all over my legs. Desa was quick to clean me with his sexy rough tongue. God, that felt amazing. Anyone with a male dog should try it! July 18th -- "Truth" I said to me 12 year old cousin, Stephanie, who was with me in my grandmother's "office" that she had built onto her bedroom. She was blonde with big brown eyes. We had played quite a few times, but this was the first time she had ever played with JUST me and no one else around. "What's your favorite sex memory?" "Desa" is what I should've said, but I made up a name and told her it was a chick from school. "I pick dare" she said. "Hmmm... Show me you... pull your pants down. I want to touch it this time." "Sammy, I don't think you should touch it." "Please, Steph. You'd be the first one I ever got to just feel. No sex..." That wasn't really a lie. Even though she was hesitant, she pulled down her pink and white polka-dotted spandex-like shorts. The her "confetti-print" panties with a small wring of lace around the waist. I was watching closely as the smooth peach skin turned to smooth red skin and then into to pieces of skin, with a small crack between them. I reached out... "Be careful" she said "Don't hurt me." "I won't..." My finger went right above the crack. I slid my index finger down the crack and pushed slightly. The soft skin parted, my finger hit wet cartiledge-like skin. As I went down more, I used my middle finger to pry open the hairless flaps. I could see juicy pinkish-white 12 year old twat. Her clit was nearly invisible, although admittedly, I didn't really look for it. My middle finger went deep between her legs. I turned my hand over and bent my finger. Into her warm hole it went. She moaned and started to walk back, but I had my hand hooked into her pussy. "Sammy, let go!" I did as she asked and then said, "So Steph, I pick dare. How you gonna get me back?" "Easy. Take of your pants and your underwear. Then I'm gonna tie your arms to the chair so you can't stop me." I was soon stripped down and tied up. "Well, what's next?" I said curiously. She came over and grabbed my semi-soft peter. I saw Steven (her brother, 14) playing with his privates one night." -- now i know that he jacks too! -- "and he shot some white stuff all over his chest. Then he actually tasted it" -- perhaps I know too much, now -- "he seemed to like it, so I'm gonna do something to you!" "I don't see how this is getting me back, but whatever floats you bo- uh..." She started jacking my pecker. Lil Sammy was up in no time. I am circumcised, but I have a lot of loose skin. She was holding a little tightly, which made the skin come up nearly covering my red cock head. Then she'd come back down quickly, stretching it to mid-shaft. She got quicker and quicker. With my hands tied o the chair, I couldn't do anything. She moved to the side of the chair, but kept jacking. "Stephie, that stuff is about to come out!" "Cum." "I thought you didn't know what it was called..." "You didn't know I'd do this either." She jacked until my body was tense, then squeezed tightly near the head of my prick. I started to orgasm, but she held tighter. My dick throbbed and the cum moved near the head, but she was squeezing so hard that it couldn't come out. "Steph! Stop! It hurts!" She wouldn't stop, instead she started sliding her still tight hand slowly down my dick. The pressure of my juice being forced back into m balls was unbearable. It shot a pain through my dick and my balls started aching. After my dick went soft and was actually turning blue from lack of circulation, she let go. I was a little teary-eyed when she looked at me and said "Never let someone tie you up. Steven got in trouble when Dad came in and found him naked in the corner. "You're not gonna leave me here, are y-" The door closed. About 30 or 40 minutes later, my granny must've needed her office. You know, hormones suck. Despite the situation and the embarrassment, I still got hard. My granny didn't look as surprised as I would've expected. She jumped a little, then came up to me. "What the hell are you doing, Samuel?" "Please just untie my arms. I can't even cover up" "Here." She pulled out a rag that she was dusting furniture with a draped over my peter, making a small tent on my stomach. "That way I don't stare at your little dick. Why are you tied up?" For some reason, I couldn't mention Steph. "I was... uh" "You were flogging, weren't you?" "Uh, yeah. I was, um, playing with the string and it got tangled." "At least you didn't break the chair. Why didn't you yell?" "I was embarrassed." "With rights." She pulled her dust rag off, making my cock spring back and forth a little. Then she bent down and started untying my arms from the chair. "It's pretty small, boy." "I personally had never noticed that my dick was any size. I am 15 and my dick is 4 1/2 inches long. I guess that is tiny. Embarrassed, I stood up and started towards the door. "Sam, wait'll your mother hears of this." "Please, Granny, don't tell her. I'll do anything!" (I meant chores...) "Well, you're dressed for the occasion. Go to the bathroom." She shaved my pubic hair off, including the hair on my legs. She even pulled out my armpit hair with tweezers. "A boy with a penis your size shouldn't have the other things from puberty. When your dick grows, I'll let the hair grow." She felt "her work" and played with my pecker for a few minutes. Thankfully, she let me cum. She made me taste it, like Steven did, only he did it willingly. Ah, my life is not the most normal! July 26th -- I was back home and Matt had came over to my house. We decided he should stay the night and my "parental units," as I say to mess with their heads, didn't contest. "Sam, what're we doing tonight?" "I didn't really have plans. I figured watch TV." "You bet we are!" My cute blonde friend said with a devil-may-care grin on his face. "I brought this..." He pulled a tape out from his clothes bag. "Porn!" "Damn, keep quiet!... what is it?" "All kinds. There's a chick and a horse (I thought of Desa) plus 20 minutes of some blonde fingering herself (I thought of Steph... then of Granny. I decided to think of Matt instead). Oh yeah, there's a little bit of gay stuff. In case you wanted to compare size..." That freaked me out. Granny had me thinking I was a pencil in boxers! "Maybe later. Go on and put the tape in" The crappiest footage ever shot... that's what was on my TV. It looked like... "Matt, did you film this?" "Yeah..." "Wait, when did you film the gay stuff?" "Uh... I recorded my brother jacking off..." "Do you?" "Do I what? Jack off? No..." "But your bro does?" "He's a fag. I hate him." I decided to be brave -- "I play with mine, does that make me queer?" He was stunned and said, "I do... I was embarrassed. But I do hate my bro." I laughed and pulled my dick out the top of cotton shorts... "Why'd you shave your hair off?" "Long story" - my Granny's a bitch - "Lemme see yours." "He unzipped his pants and let his jean shorts drop. Then he tugged his briefs down, letting his dick pop up. Granny had me expecting him to have some 7 inches, but he had 5. I wasn't that small after all - My Granny's a FUCKING Bitch -- so I reached out and touched his cock. "What are you doing?" he jumped back. "I want to know what someone else's feels like. Don't you ever wonder?" "I guess" He leaned in and felt mine, gently rubbing the now-hardening head. He was already hard, and the whole thing was a very cool moment. We ended up jacking off (not jacking eachother off, but ourselves). He came first and some went beside him on my bed. He didn't see it, but I did. I told him to go to the bathroom and rinse off while I finished off. When he left the room, I leaned over and sucked his sperm off my comforter. It was not the most appealing taste... I came, cleaned up, and we went to sleep shortly after watching his brother shoot a load right onto his own face! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I have had quite a month... I hope it gets better!
bestiality/captive-in-tulsa.txt	Date: Thu, 17 Mar 2005 09:01:42 -0800 (PST) From: Wendi Darling <sweetwendi2002@yahoo.com> Subject: Captive In Tulsa 'Captive In Tulsa' {Wendi} ( real anal orgy con spank best tg bd MM M^M M~dog M~donkey ) [1!1] While on my return trip from Texas, I decided to stop overnight on the outskirts of Tulsa, Oklahoma. I was 'dressed' casually for the drive in huarache sandals, a very short pair of cut-off denim jeans, and a white tank top, through which the nipples of my A-cup breasts were nicely accentuated. My hair was blowing in the wind as I pulled off the Interstate in my Mustang convertible. I wheeled the car into the drive of a Ramada Inn and checked in. Since no one would ever suspect that I was male, I used my alter ego femme driver's license and credit card to get a room. I had no reservation, but after using my sultriest voice and sweetest smile on the clerk, he assured me that he had just the right room for me. He even carried my bags to my room for me. "If there's anything at all that I can do or get for you, ma'am, just let me know," said the dear boy. I'll be at the desk until 9:30 tonight." "I certainly will, sweetie," I said, as I slipped him a couple of dollars and gave him an ever-so-slight kiss on the cheek. "Er ... thank you, ma'am," he stammered, his face turning a light rosy shade. "By the way, we have a very nice lounge off the lobby that gets a little wild later on in the evening, in case you're interested. I sometimes go there when I get off." "Well, thank you so much for the info, honey," I said. "If you'll be there, I'll definitely have to check it out." "Poor boy," I thought to myself. "Little does he know." After he left, I threw back the covers on the bed and took a small nap. I woke up at about five o'clock, took a shower, toweled my body and hair dry, splashed on some perfume, put on some make-up, tossed on a new top, and sashayed over to the hotel's restaurant for a bite to eat. I finished eating at about 7:30, and decided to check out the lounge. It was quite a large and rather nice place with a big well-appointed bar. I boosted my derriere onto one of the upholstered captain's stools near the end of the bar, where the bartender stood, crossed my shapely legs, and swiveled around to face her. "What can I get y'all?" said the strikingly beautiful blond female bartender. "Can you do me a Banana Daiquiri?" I asked, smiling. I decided to play it up right and order something girlie, rather than having a JB Scotch and water, which I usually drank. "You're lucky. We don't usually have many calls for them, honey, but I can do ya that and more," she said, winking at me. "Great!" I thought. "Now, I have a lesbian bartender coming on to me. That's two people, now, that could be in for a surprise." "Awesome!" I told the blond. "Most bartenders, today, only know how to pour from the dispensers. By the way, the desk clerk told me that he might see me in here, later. What's the scoop on him?" "I subscribe to the old school, honey," she said. "I even went to Mixology school. You must mean Tommy. He's horny and cool. Got a nice looking cock, too. He wants to get in my pants real bad, but he's not my bag. You are, though! Oh, yeah, my name's Jeanine." "Mine's Wendi," I replied. "Glad to know you. Just why am I your bag?" "You got small tits and legs to die for," said Jeanine. "You done girls before?" "You'd be surprised to know all that I've done," I told her. I bought another daiquiri, drank it, and then Jeanine bought me one on the house. Some more people started to arrive and feed the jukebox. They played mostly Country and Western, which I don't particularly like, but shit, what the hell, this WAS Oklahoma. I sat at the bar, watching a C & W band set up their equipment, and drank down more daiquiris. I was developing a taste for them and also starting to feel quite warm and squooshy inside. I danced a couple of slow dances with a couple of cowboy types, getting my ass and boobs felt up in the process. I was having a 'gay' old time. Finally, Tommy came into the lounge and sat on the barstool next to me. "Well, I see that you took my advice about this place, ma'am," he said. "We always make sure that our guests have a good time." "Please call me Wendi, Tommy," I said. "Jeanine told me your name, and I thought that I'd wait to see if you showed." "I couldn't help but show up for a lovely lady like you," said Tommy. Hey Jeanine, baby, give Wendi another of whatever she's drinking." "Why thank you, Tommy," I said. "I'm afraid I'm getting a little drunk." "Don't worry, honey. We'll take real good care of you. Won't we, Jeanine?" said Tommy, winking at the girl behind the bar, and easing his arm down from around my shoulder, letting his hand massage my ass. "I can see that, already, Tommy," I said as I squirmed my butt against his palm. "Don't stop there!" While kneading my cheeks with one hand, Tommy's other one softly made its way under my top, across my tummy, and up to my chest. He squeezed first one breast and then the other, pinching each nipple. They got hard as rocks. "Your tits are just how I like 'em, said Tommy, "small and firm." "Oh, don't stop there!" I gasped in his ear. "Keep it up and I'll have an orgasm right here at the bar." "I certainly won't stop you, Wendi. It's sort of cum as you are," he said, laughing. He took his hand away from my aching titties, and began slowly moving it up and down my bare right thigh, inching it closer to my privates with each upward stroke. I'm so glad that I decided to shave before I left for dinner. My 'clitty' was now as hard as my nipples, and was damn close to squirting out my juices. It was a good thing that our corner was pretty dark, so no one could observe our serious petting. Tommy's hand finally found its way all the up to my groin, and when he felt my more-than-feminine bulge, he was slightly taken aback. "Whoa, there," he said to me. "You got a little more between your legs than most women. I never felt up a trannie, before." "Well, don't let that stop you, dear. We just happen to have somewhat bigger clitorises than other women, and we are almost all bisexual, though I seem to have a preference for sweeties like you." "Stay right here, Wendi," said Tommy. "I'll be right back." Tommy went over to some good-looking guy at the other end of the bar, and evidently whispered something in his ear. Then they both came back to where I was sitting. "I want you to meet Jason, Wendi. He's a total queer and he's gone more than a few rounds with guys and he-shes like you." "Hello, Wendi, sweetheart," said this hunk of manflesh as he sat down in the stool on the other side of me. Tommy ordered me another drink while the three of us chatted. I was feeling no pain at all, and now each of my admirers was stroking one of my thighs. I could barely stand it! I was really getting quite woozy and uninhibited, now, and when Jason grabbed and squeezed me between my legs, it wasn't very long before my throbbing member went into uncontrolled spasms, and I emptied my aching cum sacks into my panties. "It shot its wad!" Jason laughed. I was really legless, now. My head was reeling! Tommy must have slipped some sort of date-rape drug into my last drink. "You fuckers!" I said. "You gave me some kinda knockout shit, didn't ya? Now, help me to my room! I really don't feel good." Tommy and Jason each grabbed me under one arm, helped me down off the barstool, and walked me to the lounge exit. My cum felt warm and wet between my legs in my panties. "Have fun, you guys!" yelled Jeanine from behind the bar. "Maybe I'll see you when I get off." My two 'assistants' led me out the door and across the lobby to the corridor where my room was located. But instead of taking me to my room, they lead me all the way down the hallway to an outside exit. They hustled me into the back seat of a car and put a rubber hood over the top of my head, covering my ears and my eyes. I feebly protested. It was all foggily exciting, and I would have willingly gone along with them had they asked. They then removed my shorts and panties, and stuffed the cum-soiled undies in my mouth and tied my gag with a strip of rubber. They bound my wrists behind my back, secured my ankles and left me hog-tied on my belly on the seat. "Wait 'til they see what we have for them," I heard Tommy say. "This is gonna be awesome." "Yeah, man. I hope that Wendi has as good a time as everybody's gonna have with her," said Jason. I'm pretty sure that it was Jason who was driving, and we must have driven for about ten or fifteen minutes. By now, my head was clearing a bit, and I was getting excited and anxious to have them do to me whatever it was that they had planned. The car stopped and I heard both Jason and Tommy exit the front doors. The back doors opened and they got in and freed me from that ungodly position and untied my ankles so that I could walk. My legs were still quite unsteady so they had to grab me, again, under my arms. We stopped and one of the guys pounded on a door. "Who's there?" said a muffled voice. "It's Jason and Tommy, and we brought you a surprise treat!" "Okay," said the voice. "Just a minute." I heard the door being unlocked and then opened. "Watcha got there, guys?" asked the voice. "A fucking he-she that's staying at the Ramada!" said Jason. "Excellent!" the voice replied. "We haven't had one of them for some time. We have some outstanding things for it to do, as usual. I'm sure we'll all be happy as hell to have the pleasure of its company. Bring it on inside." I wasn't too thrilled to be referred to as 'it,' but what the hell. As in the title and words of the old Tommy Edwards' song, "It's All In The Game." I was led down what I imagined was a hallway, dressed in only my top, and through a second door into another room. I must have been quite large because I could make out multitudes of voices. My new host then ripped off my top and I was now naked from the neck down. He felt up my boobs and clitty, and bent me over at the waist, spread my cheeks, and inspected my 'cunt,' shoving two fingers past my sphincter. I winced. "It's certainly not a virgin," he said. "Has a few miles on it; not real tight, but not too loose, either." I passed inspection! I found out later that I had been taken to a BDSM establishment that was simply known as 'The Club.' In Tulsa, Oklahoma, of all places; center of the bible thumper belt and the home of Oral Roberts University. My wrists were now untied, and I was hung, belly down in some sort of sling device. My legs were spread apart and my knees were bound as tightly as possible up to my chest, with my hands, again, tied behind my back. A neat little package! This was to be my position, either belly up or belly down for most of the time of my 'captivity.' My ass was whipped, spanked, paddled, pinched and bitten, and all sorts of objects and instruments, vibrators, fingers, and fists were inserted into my 'cunt.' My hole must have been stretched out wide enough to resemble the entrance to the Carlsbad Caverns. When they did use and abuse me, it was at many times around the clock for I don't know how long a time. Although they did feed me and lead me to the bathroom during my 'tenure,' I was usually forced to wash down my meals with glasses of cum and/or urine (for which I have since developed a perverted taste). From what I could ascertain from their voices, there were both men and women present. I heard Tommy and Jason's voices, and later I heard Jeanine's. They all had a piece of me. They pierced my nipples and 'clitty' with needles, and tied weights to each of my cum sacks. I couldn't utter a scream with my cummed-up panties securely held in my mouth. It was totally humiliating, degrading, and painful, but in my lust, I learned to love it and long for more. Then there was always the 'cock'tail time. My gag was removed and I was violated simultaneously in both holes innumerable times by both humans and animals. I coughed up cum and could feel it running out of my ass, as if someone had given me an enema. Whenever I was in the belly-down position, someone would jack off my cock into a plastic cup, which I was forced to drink. I'm almost positive that I heard someone mention 'Great Danes.' Since I was always blindfolded, I could not be 100% sure, but they were huge beasts, nonetheless. At least their cocks were huge, one in each end. There was no end to the degrading laughter and vile abusive language on the part of the approving human audience. I have absolutely no idea of how many dogs there were, or how many times they had me. Each time their huge knots expanded in each end of me and I became totally and painfully hung up. They then brought in the 'Beast!' While one hound after another took turns with my poor sore asshole, something new was brought to my lips. It was a huge leathery cock that I surmised to belong to some type of equine species. I deduced from its relative size that it must belong to a donkey, for I had seen horses' cocks before, and this one didn't seem to be as humongous. I was forced to take the unusual-tasting member in my ravaged mouth and suck it. I was unable to down much of its length, and I assume that someone was jacking it off, because after hearing it bray (IT WAS A DONKEY), a quart of its cum filled my mouth and throat and gullet and came up and out through my nose. It inundated any part of my face and hair that wasn't covered by the blindfold, and shot up all over my chest and belly. Once the jackass finished ejaculating all over me, the gag was again forced into my mouth and the dog was pulled out of my gaping asshole with a slushy 'pop.' I heard people cheering and the muffled clop-clop of hooves going around and behind me and I KNEW what was to happen next. The ass leapt up on me in the swing and I felt his cockhead at my rear opening. In an instant, he penetrated me and drove entirely inside me, and I know that the end of that enormous tool must me all the way up in my colon, if not my esophagus. The pain was indescribable and I would have uttered the 'scream of the damned' had I not been gagged. I was sure that he ripped me open. The beast continued ramming in an out of me for what seemed to me like an eternity. The intense pain subsided a bit and gave way to a marvelously warm, soothing pleasure as his sliding piston applied pressure and friction to my prostate. I pissed all over and had the most numerous and explosive orgasms that I had ever experienced. The donkey now decided to be done with it and impregnate me, and released a fresh torrent of hot cum deep in my bowels. I felt sated and bloated, but I wished I could have more, right then. How would human or canine cocks ever be able to satisfy me again? I knew that I would now have to look for bigger mammals and cocks if I had any hope of ever again being totally sexually sated. When my captors tired of me, Tommy and Jason, with me sitting naked between them in the front seat, drove back to that same exterior exit of the hotel. No one was in the corridor so they hurriedly escorted me inside and took me to my room. They removed the gag and hood and dumped me across the bed. "Tie her up and gag her, again, Tommy," said Jason. "I need a good fuck before I go, and I don't want her running out into the hall and screaming." "Oh, please don't do that," I pleaded. "I had a marvelous time and I'll let you do whatever you want." "Well, okay, slut," he said, "but if you start anything, Tommy and I will beat your ass black and blue!" "I promise, sweetheart. I swear I won't yell out!" Jason stripped from the waist down and walked over to where I was lying on the bed. "Now, jack my cock 'til it gets hard!" I obediently took his flaccid endowment in my hand and started jacking it up and down until it morphed into this enormous 12-incher. Normally, I wouldn't even think of having such a gigantic cock thrust up my ass, but after enduring days of Great Dane and donkey cock, I felt that I could handle it with ease. He hopped up on the bed and I pointed my definitely not-virgin ass at him. He grabbed me by the hips and with a single thrust, impaled me with his magnificent member. It hurt like the dickens, initially, but then that slow one-foot stroke made my pussy feel fabulous, and I uncontrollably gyrated my hips and backed my ass into his every forward lunge. His monster cock slid in and out of my rectum for I don't know how long. I felt him stiffen and his prick get even thicker, before he unleashed a veritable torrent of cum into my bowels. I came all over the bedspread at about the same time. He pounded and pounded, his big balls slapping against me while they drained and emptied themselves. He pulled out of me with a lewd plop, slapped me on the ass, said, "Thanks for the ride, bitch," and walked out the door. I didn't realize it, but Tommy had been in the room for the whole time, watching his friend impregnating me and jacking off. "I guess that I'll have to get you a new bedspread, Wendi," he said. "There's a lot of cum on that one." "How long has it been since I first checked in here?" I asked. "Five days," said Tommy. "You can stay here until you feel you want to leave. I fixed it all up. It won't cost you anything." "My God! Do you mean to say I was being fucked royally for almost a week?" "Yup. And you were really enjoying it after the first few hours, too." "Did you and Jason stay for the whole time?' I asked. "Hell, no. We had to go to work. Besides, we don't have the stamina like you. You were more or less on your own. We came back whenever we could and got another piece of you." "How can I ever thank you for the free room?" I asked Tommy. "Wait. Scratch that. Take off all your clothes and lay on the bed next to me." Tommy stripped off all his clothes and got onto the bed. I never had the chance to see what a gorgeous body this blond hunk had. He sure wasn't shy, anymore. I reached up and kissed him deeply while I played with his prick and balls. As I kissed and nibbled his nipples, he sighed, and his cock grew into this delicious-looking 7-inch torpedo. It was just the right size for my mouth; not nearly as huge as his queer friend, Jason's, plunger. I kissed the head of his dick and tickled the piss slit with my tongue. He groaned. I licked around the entire circumference of his cockhead, and then took it into my eager mouth. I gradually lowered my mouth on his throbbing manhood until the tip of his prick touched the back of my throat and 'tickled my tonsils.' I slowly moved my lips up and down his shaft while he lay back and moaned and groaned. He was thoroughly enjoying his treat. "Go faster!" he said, and I immediately responded. He grabbed me by the hair and I followed the quickening pace that he wanted. Up and down I went on his cock; faster and faster, until I felt it grow larger in my throat. He bucked his hips up into me and he forced his rod into my gullet. Finally, a river of juice shot out from his ample tool and filled my mouth and throat. Not one drop was wasted as I swallowed everything his nuts could deliver. When he eventually recovered from my expert blowjob, he got up, dressed, kissed me and left, saying that he loved me. I was so honored to be his 'girlfriend.' I stayed three more nights at the hotel, and each night, Tommy came to my room after work, and we slept together and had marvelous sex. He was on the desk when I left, and told me that whenever I was in the area, I should check with him and he'll see that I get a free room. I don't know if I should, because I don't think that I could handle another week as the centerpiece of the 'Donkey Club.' He did say that he wanted to visit me at my home in the summer, and perhaps find work at a hotel in my town. "Hmmm!" I never thought that places like that actually existed, but I believe it, now. I had the sore asshole to prove it. I sat on inflatable 'donuts' for a month afterward while the trauma healed. Fell free to e-mail me: Wendi at sweetwendi2002@yahoo.com
bestiality/the-waiting-game.txt	Date: Mon, 10 Feb 2025 17:38:25 +0000 From: SamsBestFriend <sam_i_am_2025@proton.me> Subject: The Waiting Game - Bestiality category These stories depict sexual activities between a young male and man's best friend. If you are under 18, please close this window now. This a work of fiction intended solely for entertainment. If you'd like to know the origin story for these chapters, read "Remembering Sam" in the Nifty Archive or ask me about some of my other stories. If you would like to chat or comment please contact me at my new email address - sam_i_am_2025@proton.me If you enjoy this story, please support the Nifty archives today with a donation by visiting https://donate.nifty.org/ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ THE WAITING GAME I have retired to my bedroom for the night to begin that period of time that I had come to call "The Waiting Game." The Waiting Game took place in the hours between the end of dinner - when the kitchen had been cleaned, my parents had settled in front of the television to watch their usual line-up of shows and then eventually headed upstairs to their bedroom following the late-night news - and the moment I would open the door to my bedroom in the dark to find my dog Sam so that we could mate. My first sexual experiences began at the age of 13, my first lover being our family dog, Sam, a very big, handsome, uncut German Shepherd/Collie mix who weighed around 80 pounds. Sam was very solidly built, his coat the lighter brown of a Collie with a blaze of white fur on his chest, and his head, tail and paws taking on the darker colorings of a typical German Shepherd. I had been mating with Sam for over a year, the two of us having become very familiar with each other's bodies and all the while finding new ways to bring each other pleasure. In my room, I lay on my stomach on my bed with my homework and books splayed out in front of me. Most nights I wore some gray sweatpants and a t-shirt, sometimes socks, rarely underwear. Concentrating on my school work was never easy, constantly checking the time on the clock-radio next to my bed, my mind easily drifting to thoughts of being with Sam and feeling the growing excitement in my young cock. Through my bedroom door, I could hear the familiar refrains of the late local news from the television in the living room, knowing that just another 30 minutes or so separated me from being with Sam. Those final minutes always felt like hours, but then, muffled noises followed by the light from the living room spilling under my bedroom door going dark. Then, pairs of footsteps ascending the stairs to the second floor as my parents made their way to their bedroom for the evening. A quick glance at my clock-radio, 11:31pm. Just a few more minutes left in The Waiting Game. More muffled shuffling from my parents upstairs as they settled into bed for the night. Now 11:32, excitement growing in me, I close my school books and place them on the floor next to my bed. Then I reach for the lamp on my side table, turning it off and plunge my room in a soft darkness, lit by moonlight coming through my two windows. Now 11:33, I get up in the dark and open my closet door to retrieve an old woolen blanket at the bottom of my closet. I press my face to the blanket and inhale, taking in the heavy scent of dog paws and fur and sweat and sex, feeling my cock grow further within my cotton pants. Now, 11:34, I unfold the blanket, then turn and unfurl it on top of my bed, tugging at the corners to smooth it over the entirety of my mattress. I hear a quiet creaking of floor boards in the hallway just outside my room, Sam's own internal body clock directing him toward my closed door. I sit on the edge of my bed and remove one my white tube socks and then the other. Now, 11:35, nothing but silence throughout the house, I stand and untie the string on my sweatpants, hook my thumbs into the waist band and slide them down my thighs, my nearly erect cock jumping out as I push the pants down my legs and over my feet, step out of them and kick them to the side. Now, mostly naked, but wearing only a thin t-shirt, I take a deep breath and I reach for the handle of my bedroom door - the Waiting Game is now over. With the door open, I can see Sam's silhouette against the ambient light from within the house. He is sitting upright, his ears perked forward, his broad tail brushing the carpet behind him with eager excitement knowing he will soon be laying with his mate. Sam, too, had come to anticipate this nightly ritual and would make his way to the hallway just outside of my door while my parents were ascending the stairs for the night. He waits attentively for my invitation, licking his lips and muzzle with anticipation. Could he sense the excitement in me? Could he smell my mostly naked body and did he recognize the arousal I was feeling? I give Sam a quick nod and whisper, "Do you want to mate?" At these words, Sam jumps up and bounds into my room, his tail and entire body wagging frantically. He circles me a few times leaping up against me and pushing his big head against my legs. As was my usual habit, I leave my bedroom door open just to be sure I can hear clearly if one of my parents tries to make their way back downstairs, and I try my best to quiet Sam. I bend to rub and kiss the top of his head, shushing him and whispering "OK Sammy, calm down now, calm down and we'll have some fun." I run my hands down his flanks and reach beneath his stomach to grip his sheath, a move that always settles him. His cock and knot are full within his sheath, so I hold him there for a few moments and continue to whisper to him. I can feel the wet tip of his prick on my wrist and after a short while Sam has calmed enough so we can continue our ritual. I sit again on the end of the bed and lower myself onto my back, raising my legs in the air and spreading them slightly. Sam takes his cue and pushes himself between my legs with his head. He sniffs at me there a few times and then I feel his warm wet tongue bathing the underside of my balls and lapping at my puckered hole, lubricating me with his saliva. This alone brings me such pleasure and my cock twitches in response to the dog's rimming. Sam licks me a few more times and then he pushes his body further into mine, climbing half way onto the bed with me with his back paws on the ground and placing his front paws on either side of my stomach so that he can lick my face and mouth. I wrap my legs around his back and open my mouth to him so I can suck on his wide tongue. Sam's hips press against mine and it is in that moment that the thought of something more than "doggy-style" might be a possibility with this handsome dog. Sam slides himself off of my body then and I move with him, rolling myself onto my stomach and off the side of the bed. My knees have barely touched the carpet before Sam is upon me, mounting me quickly from behind. I rest my chest on the mattress and open my legs for the excited dog. After so many times mating with Sam in the past, there is no longer any poking and humping and searching for my young hole. I expertly position myself to meet Sam's sheath and with his first thrust he slides his cock easily inside of me. Sam archs his back, braces his front paws against my bare thighs and he begins to wildly fuck me. There is simply no way to describe that feeling of first penetration, despite having taken Sam inside of me literally hundreds of times in the past year or so. That raw, animal experience of having a big dog so desirous of you that it can't help but want to fuck you is a feeling that simply never gets old. And this initial mount was only the beginning of our foreplay. Sam knows that he'll be penetrating me several more times before our full mating experience will occur, so after several more seconds of thrusting himself inside of me and feeling the wetness of his pre-cum on my ass and dripping down over my balls, he slips out of me, dismounts and instantly begins lapping at me, cleaning away his pre-cum. His cock slips back inside of his sheath and I slide off of the bed and sit on the carpet in front of Sam. He moves toward me and I open my mouth to his once again, our tongues entwining and I can taste a hint of his sex on my tongue. I grip at my turgid cock and stroke myself a few times, spreading Sam's wetness along the length of my shaft. Sam then nudges his head against my thigh and paws at me, beckoning me to roll back onto my knees for him for his second mount. I comply and the big dog crawls his way onto my back, once again quickly finding his mark and slipping his slick cock inside of me. He fucks me hard again, thrusting into me over and over. I can hear the wet sucking sound of his cock rapidly slipping in and out of me and after a few more moments, he dismounts and again laps at my ass, balls and thighs. I turn again, sitting on the carpet with my legs spread as Sam continues cleaning the underside of my balls, then laps my swollen shaft a few times before licking my mouth and tongue once again. I stand then and turn to climb onto my bed, but Sam eagerly beats me to it, quickly jumping past me up onto the woolen blanket covering my mattress. He knows what follows being on the bed together... Without hesitation, I slink onto my bed on all fours and present myself to Sam. He deftly mounts me once again, slips inside me and fucks at my wet waiting hole. I spread myself further for him, allowing him deeper access and can feel the bulb of his growing knot slipping in and out of me. I lower my chest onto the mattress, leaving my ass high in the air for him to fuck mercilessly. Sam grips me tight, hoping to keep inside of me as his knot grows and I give him a few more moments of bliss before sliding myself away from him and collapsing my hips onto the blanket. Sam's cock pulls out of me with a wet gush of thin pre-cum, which he eagerly cleans. I turn on my side, propping my head on my hand and watch Sam take a few turns on my bed before lying down next to me to lick his cock back into his sheath. I move myself closer to him and rub his side, whispering "Good boy, Sam. You're such a good boy," which starts his tail wagging. I rub his stomach and move my face to nuzzle the wetness around his sheath, rubbing his damp fur over my lips and nose, breathing in the animal smells of him and pushing my own excitement to the next level. As I roll back onto my hands and knees, Sam stands behind me, lapping a few times at my anus and then he slowly climbs onto my back once again. This time, as his hips meet my ass and I arch my back to accept his cock, I ready myself to fully mate with him. His cock deftly slides inside of me, I move my feet out sideways, opening my legs further and fully presenting myself to the big dog who once again starts to fuck me wildly. Sam grips me harder than before, intent on keeping his cock and knot inside of me to fill me with his cum. His growing knot pistons in and out of my anus and I can feel it growing bigger with each of the animal's thrusts. I know there is a point of no return, having painfully discovered what the knot was all about in my very early explorations with Sam and knowing now that my young body could not possibly handle the enormity of taking this dog's knot and tying with him. I let Sam's knot slip outside of me and simultaneously reach back to grip him as he continues to thrust into my ass with his prick. The knot in my hand grows quickly and that, too, pounds against my anus, seeking entry. Sam's thrusting begins to slow and I feel his cock growing quickly inside of me. He shifts on my back, lifting one hind leg and then another in somewhat of an ecstatic dance as he positions himself to rest his full weight on my back. I can feel the spasms of Sam's orgasm pulsing through his knot as it rhythmically throbs in my grip with each spurt of his cum inside of me. Sam's cock remains to this day the largest I have ever taken. Being just 14, I was still growing and his cock, which was 7 inches from the tip to the knot, felt very full and fat inside of my young body. My anus spasms and quivers around the thickness of his cock and I can feel Sam begin to relax as his pleasure from mating with me courses through him. Whenever we mated, Sam was always content to stay mounted on my back, as was I, though I had not yet discovered "the turn" and the idea of mating ass-to-ass with him. His cock is now fully engorged and locked inside of me by the grip of my hand on his knot. He lets out a few quiet moans and groans as his seed spills into me. The amount of Sam's cum is always prolific, again more than with any other dog I have mated with, and I relish in the thought of him spraying rhythmically and deeply inside of me. Sam's tail bobs against my ass with each of his spasms. After a few moments, I slowly release my grip on his knot and I tuck my bare feet around the back of his legs to hold him in place. I lower myself slightly onto my elbows to help better support the weight of the dog as he breeds me and I settle in for what I know will be about 15 minutes of having my handsome dog on top of me and his thick cock buried deep within me. Each time we mate, I am able to sense the moment that Sam would begin to get restless, his orgasm starting to wind down. In that moment, I reach behind me to grip his knot once again to keep his cock swollen as I slowly lower my body down to the mattress and let his prick slide out of me with a wet gush that drips down over my balls and onto my cock. With Sam's knot in my hand, I turn onto my back, positioning myself so that my head is under his stomach and with his cock pointed at my mouth. With my empty hand, I start to stroke my cum-lubed cock as my tongue darts out to gently lick the dripping tip of Sam's prick. My lips part further as I raise my head to put Sam into my mouth and I slide his cock into my throat as far as I can take it, breathing deeply through my nose. Sam continues to spasm and awards me with a few more spurts of his salty thin cum, which I eagerly swallow as my tongue plays along his shaft. It is impossible for me to last very long with Sam in my mouth and soon my stroking evokes an orgasm that wells-up throughout my young body. My back arches as the first lines of my cum spray onto my stomach and I take Sam even deeper into my mouth. As I continue to come, Sam laps at the ropes of cum on my stomach and licks at the head of my cock, swallowing all of my sex just as I swallow his. If you enjoyed this true tale of my childhood, I welcome your comments at sam_i_am_2025@proton.me
bestiality/texs-bitch.txt	Date: Tue, 24 Sep 2013 02:42:15 -0700 (PDT) From: Dv8Hou <dv8hou@yahoo.com> Subject: Tex's Bitch - Part 1 Copyright [dv8hou] [2013] All Rights Reserved No part of this story or any of its contents may be reproduced, copied, modified or adapted, without the prior written consent of the author, unless otherwise indicated for stand-alone materials. Remember to donate to Nifty so they can continue to bring you great stories. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real person is purely coincidental. You must be over 18 to read this story. If you are offended by male/male sex, under 18 year old sex, or sex with dogs, please do not read this story. (m/m/m, m/dog, anal, oral) Tex's Bitch It was the summer of 1986 before my senior year of high school. My name is Todd. Me and my 2 best buds were high school. My name is Todd. Me and my 2 best buds were heading out to spend a week camping. I was the bookish one of the 3 of us, so not a jock. I was pretty average 5'8" 170# 17 year old teenager with short brown hair and blue eyes, but I had a decent build from working with my dad on his construction sites just about every weekend and school breaks. My best friend Jeremy or Jer on the other hand was a classic jock who played football in the fall and baseball in the spring. He had an awesome body and always perfectly tanned masculine good looks. At 17 his perfectly proportioned features were framed by jet black hair and ever present 5 o'clock shadow, which really set off his light ice blue eyes. The other member of our little group was Roberto and yes of course we just called him Rob. Rob was built like a greyhound, slim and tightly muscled. He had classic hispanic features, and his dark brown eyes could be almost hypnotizing. Jer was easy going and laid back, but Rob had an intense personality, which could be very intimidating to someone like myself. I knew I was gay, but coming out in Dallas Texas while in high school during the Reagan Eighties was not really an option. I was just too scared and insecure to leap off of that cliff. I just played it straight as well as I could and kept my sexual impulses hidden when hanging out and partying with my friends, or so I thought. After an hour and half on the interstate and then working our way down a maze of increasingly narrower and rougher roads ending in a long stretch of run down, rutted, dry and dusty dirt road we arrived at the gate to Jer's family property. The usual teen banter about sports, girls, video games and music gave way to excitement as Rob jumped out of the truck and got the gate to the property opened up so we could finish our journey. Finally we arrived at the bluff overlooking the river. We were out of the truck in a no time. Jer got Tex out of the back of the truck and we ran for the river. We hit the bank of the river and and checked it out. It had been over a week since we got any big rains, so the river was in a great shape. Not too swift and not a muddy trickle. "Lets take a a quick swim before we pitch camp." suggest Rob. Jer and I needed no further prompting. We stripped down and hit the water. We had been skinny dipping before, on past camp-outs here before, besides it was just us guys out in the middle of no where. We enjoyed the refreshing water all the while Tex was having a great time splashing about. Finally Jer suggested we head back up to the campsite so we could get set up before it got too late. The next few hours were the usual camp set-up routine. We got the big tent pitched. We got a really nice fire pit dug out, so we could have a really nice bonfire at night. By the time camp was pretty much set up, we were all starving. I ended up doing the cooking since Jer couldn't boil water and Rob's sense of machismo wouldn't let him do anything so womanish. In short order I had hot dogs grilling and canned beans heating up. We all scarfed down our dinner and were ready to do some partying as the sun continued to slide closer to the horizon. Rob took charge of getting the bon fire ready to go. While Jer and I got the mess from our meal cleaned up. By the time it was dusk we had our lawn chairs set out. The first beers of the evening had been cracked open and Rob had a big fire built up. Jer rummaged around his bag and pulled out a nice fat joint for us to pass around as we settled in for the evening. We sat back, enjoyed the joint, taking long hard pulls then passing it on. The thick smoke filled my lungs and I was soon feeling the effects of some damn good weed. As we finished up our first joint and beers the question of what we should do was posed. We decided to break out the deck of cards and poker chips for a little Texas Hold'em. We soon had several more beers down and another joint cashed. We all decided the poker game was getting boring and Jer suggested we do something else. A couple of ideas were bandied about and then Rob suggested we do something we hadn't done in a long time, play some truth or dare. The difference from the usual truth or dare game would be that we would pull a card from the deck and a red card would be a dare and a black card would mean we had to take a dare. Jer pulled a jack of hearts as the first card and told me to give him his dare. I thought about it for a bit and told him he would have to down a full beer in one drink without stopping. Jer emptied his beer with no problem. Rob was next to pull a card and he drew a 3 of diamonds. Rob picked Jer to give him a dare since I gave the last one. Jer rubs his chin with his right hang for a few seconds and then says "Strip naked and run around the fire 10 times." Rob who was already bare chested stood up without a word and dropped his shorts and underwear in one smooth motion. He immediately took off around the bonfire. I couldn't help but notice his big thick uncut cock swing back and forth as he made his circuits around the fire pit. His dick hung down over his big balls about 6 inches soft with a nice tuft of foreskin hanging down over his cock head. Jer was cracking up hard and about to fall out of his chair. I was laughing too, but mostly to try and cover the lust I was feeling. It must have been the weed, but I was having trouble not drooling over the sight before me. Rob finished his dare and told me it was my turn to draw. I drew an 8 of spades, and knew I had to let Rob pose a question to me. This was hard because I had to look at this magnificent form and with his big dick just hanging there. I cleared my throat and said, "I guess it's your turn Rob, fire away." Rob fixed my eyes with his intense stare and said "You sure seem to be staring at me pretty hard Todd, so tell me are you gay?" I was shocked, scared, nervous and almost sick all the instance that word passed between his lips. All of the sudden cotton mouth from the week was compounded by my shock. I croaked out a mumble of denials all the while my tongue kept sticking to the roof of my mouth. All the while Rob just kept me fixed in his penetrating gaze. I knew he could see right through me. All the while Jer just sat there in his chair mouth slightly agape. Rob interrupted my babble and said "Don't lie, you know you have to prove your telling the truth or you have to perform a dare." I squeaked out "How am I supposed to prove I'm not gay?" Rob was quick to respond "Well you can take some tests." I didn't know what kind of tests Rob was talking about, but I just hoped I would be able to fake my way through them. Rob just point to the ground in front of him and said "Come over here." I had to prove myself so with shaky legs I ambled over to him. "Close your eyes and listen to me." I let my eyelids slide together. As soon as the world went black I hear Rob say "Think about my dick. Think about it getting hard and wrapping your hand around it." I don't know why I didn't think about something else, anything else that would have been utterly unstimulating that would keep me from getting aroused, but his voice was my whole world and could not be ignored. He told me to open my eyes and look down. It was obvious I was hard as my shorts were tented out in front of me. "Well it looks like you failed the first test. Damn just thinking about my dick got you hard." I couldn't speak, much less think of anything to say in response to Rob. "Now we do it for real, if you aren't a fag you should loose your hard on pretty soon." The next thing I know Rob presses down on my shoulders with his big hands and says "You need to see my dick while you jack it dude." I dropped to my knee s without protest. I was lost and knew it. My will was shattered, and I knew I would do anything the stud towering over me wanted. "Look at it dude, see it just hanging there. I'm not even hard yet. So why don't you wrap your hand around it." I looked up at him and could see the glint in his eye as nodded at me. I reached up and wrapped my right hand around his beautiful cock. It was so thick I could barely get my hand all the way around it. "That's it Todd, now jack it for me until I am hard." I immediately started to move my hand in the rhythmic fashion I had used on myself so many times before. Slowly his manhood started to grow and straighten out in front of him. "That's enough, get on your feet." he barked. I stood up again and he immediately tells me to drop my shorts and underwear. As I did my dick popped up and smacked against my stomach granite hard. Rob just smirks and says "That's what I thought, you really got off giving me a hand job. You are failing these tests really bad man. Now back on your fucking knees!" I didn't even think about it, and was back on my knees without any consideration. Rob's dick was right there in my face, just inches away. His hard dick was there with it's foreskin wrapped tightly around his cock head just behind the tip. A small pearl of precum at the tip shinning red and orange from the flames of our bonfire. "Time for your last test Todd, lean forward and kiss the tip of my dick." I looked up at him and his look made it clear I had not choice. Hesitantly I leaned forward and pressed my lips to the tip of his rod. The next thing I know Rob is pushing my head back away from his manhood. "Look at me and lick your lips." Slowly I lifted my gaze until my eyes locked with his. "Do it." he commanded, and I let my tongue slide over my lips slick with the juice. In his deep entrancing tone Rob tells me "Tests are over faggot and it looks like you failed them all. You lied to us man. I simply asked if you were gay and you lied. Now you are due a dare." "Now open your mouth and stick out your tongue." I did as I was told and Rob move forward and hovered the tip of his dick over my outstretched tongue. He then placed the palm of his left hand on my forehead and grabbed his cock. Slowly he jacked himself until he had a big drop of at the tip of his dick. He then pushed his cock head down on my tongue and smeared his goo over my taste buds. I could not believe this was happening, but was so glad it was. "Taste that boy, that's my cock juice on your tongue. Now swallow" I could not resist and did as I was told. Rob looked down at me and smiled. "Not you don't have any excuse not to swallow my load when I cum down your throat." I knew this was true and would not have argued otherwise at this point. "Open your mouth fag and wrap your lips around my cock." I did as I was told and without prompting immediately started running my tongue around his big dick head. The next thing I know I feel his big hand on the back of my head pulling my face down his big cock. His big head reached the back of my throat and I begin to gag. My eyes begin to water as Rob pulls me forward. In no time his pubes are tickling my nose. Rob tells me to relax my throat and let him in. I concentrate on his words and allow his big dick in. Slowly he pulls out and pushes back into my mouth allowing me to adjust and get used to his manhood fucking my face. Faster and faster Rob rides my face. His hands are firmly holding the back of my head. All of the sudden he pulls me forward violently and buries his cock deep in my face. I feel his cock twitch as he squirts shot after shot of cum directly into my belly for the first 3 squirts. Then Rob pulls back and dumps the rest of his load directly on my tongue. I can taste his salty manly cum taste spread throughout my mouth. He slowly pushes forward forcing his cock down my throat. "How does my cock and cum taste boy? You do know you are my cocksucker from now on? Come on Jer it's your turn to fuck this cocksucker's mouth." As I look over at Jeremy, I notice he has slid his ass almost all the way off of his chair, his legs spread open which him holding his big dick by the base and pointing in my direction. "Get over here between my legs and get you cocksucking mouth on this dick." Jer barks at me. I crawl over the few feet to Jer, and lower my mouth towards the head of this dick. Before I am able to get his leaking cock in my mouth he presses the palm of his hand against my forehead and begins to smack my face with his dick leaving splats of precum all over my face. Jer finally brings the tip of his cock down on my lips as he slide his hand over the top of my head and takes ahold of the the back of my head. He pulls my head down on his dick as I open my mouth letting him slide in over my tongue. I slowly work my tongue around his cock head and savor his precum as it leaks out of his piss slit in a large steady stream. Out of no where I feel something sliding around my ass. I pull off of Jer's cock and look behind me and see Tex with his face buried in ass his rough tongue forcing its way deep into my ass. Rob lets out an evil sounding chuckle and says "Looks like Tex wants to bust the cocksucker's ass cherry". Jer replies forcefully "Oh hell no we agreed I get his ass first. I don't care if Tex gets a piece, but it will be after I break this bitch's ass in". Jer pushes my face off of his cock and stands up. He steps around behind me and orders Tex out of the way. After Tex moves Jer drops down to his knees, his dick thudding against the top of my ass crack. I feel the tip of Jer's dick sliding up and down my crack. Each time he comes to my hole he smears the precum leaking from his cock around my twitching bitch hole. The tip of his big cock comes to rest on my pucker. "Are you ready? I'm going to pop your cherry and pound your cunt until I bust my nut deep in you.". (He had no idea he wasn't the first stud to plant his cock in my ass, but that is another story for another time.) Jer presses in on my asshole with is cock, the head spreading my hole open. He pulls back, leans over and lets a big dribble of spit fall from his lips to the head of his cock and my hole. Jer uses his dick head to work his spit into my ass. From behind us I hear Rob urge Jer to "get on with it and breed that bitch, I'm ready to fuck him too". Jer responds in a quiet and determined voice "I'll take as long as I want to break this bitch in. I didn't rush you when you were getting your blow job." Without any warning Jer plunges his cock into me his big dick head coming to rest just past all my asshole muscles. I jerk from the surprise and pain, forcing another couple of inches of cock into me. I am unable to adjust fast enough. Jer has a big wedge of a dick that just keeps getting thicker the further down the shaft you go. Finally I felt him sinking deeper into me without getting stretched open any more. I knew this meant I only had a few inches more to take before Jer bottomed out in my ass. Then I felt Jer's nuts resting against mine. He was as deep as he could go. I feel Jer lean over me further. His breath tickles my ear as he begins to speak. "I'm all the way in you. How does it feel?" He flexes his cock causing me to moan in pleasure. "Answer me bitch! How does it feel to have my cock buried to the root in you?" I croak out "Full, so full, and stretched open so much." "Good, now I am done playing and you are about to feel fucked!" Jer pulls most of his cock except the head out of me and immediately sinks his big cock back into me to the root. I have no idea how long Jer fucks me like this but I don't care. I've wanted this for so long and now I am finally getting fucked by my oldest friend. He tells me to get on my back and as I do he grab my ankles and rolls me up with my ass up in the air. Jer wastes no time and plunges his dick balls deep into me. He looks me in the eye. He tells me to keep my eyes on him as he wants to see my face when he "breeds my ass". His hips work faster and faster fucking me with an abandon I hadn't experienced before. His thrusts slam my prostate over and over, causing me to leak precum in large amounts. He pulls all the way out and then rams back into me several times. The sweat from his brow drips down onto me. With a deep animalistic grunt and growl my best friend slams his cock into me balls deep and I feel it convulse as he starts to shoot his cum deep in me. Jer grinds his cock into my hole as he collapses on top of me. His thick dick continues to twitch and spasm deep within me. I am in a daze hardly able to believe my most desired fantasy has become reality. Jer's mouth moves next to my ear and he whispers "This hole is mine from now on. I may share it, but your cunt is mine whenever I want." I grunt out a labored "Yes Sir", as it is still hard to talk recovering from the most intense orgasm of my life and still being impaled on Jer's big thick cock. Then out loud for all to hear Jer says "You should have been letting us fuck you sooner Todd. You could have saved my fist a lot of work over the past few years." "Fuck yeah he should have been taking care of his buds much sooner. I think we need to find a punishment for making us wait so long." replies Rob. Jer's deflating cock slowly slides out of my stretched fuck hole. I could feel a dribble of his jizz seeping out of me slowly oozing towards my nut sack. Jer gets up and move around me and sinks down into his chair, his cock shiny with fuck juices right in my face. He leans forward and places his right hand on the back of my head pulling me forward towards his sticky tool. "Get on my dick and suck it clean bitch." he commands me. Without protest I open my mouth and take him into my mouth licking and sucking him clean. As I am savoring the juices clinging to Jer's big cock I feel a presence behind me. I hear Rob say "Oh yeah now it's my turn to fuck you slut". I feel him rubbing his cock up and down my cum sloppy ass crack. Finally he grabs my left shoulder as his cock head comes to rest at my hole. He sinks his cock into hole all the way to the root of his dick in one firm thrust. I feel his nuts smack into mine as his other hand grabs my other shoulder and he pulls my ass hard against his pubs. I feel him grinding into me in a circular motion stretching me in all directions. Slowly he pulls back leaving just his cock head resting just inside me. Once again he pulls on my shoulders as he thrusts his hips forward burying his big tool in me. "Oh yeah take my big fucking cock you whore" Rob growls out as he starts to pick up his pace. Each stroke pounds my prostate causing a glob of precum ooze out of hard dick. His hands release my shoulders and slide down my back to grasp my hips tightly. He drives his dick into me faster and faster causing Jer's load to leak out of me dripping down my taint and balls. Rob pumps into me with several ragged but hard thrust until he settles into me balls and blasts the first shots of his loads deep within me. After his initial shots he pulls out of me at the same time grabbing the side of my head and pulls me around facing his cock. His head presses against my lips and I eagerly open my mouth just in time to get his next blast of cum across my tongue. His spunk floods my senses. His jizz is salty, tangy and a bit bitter on my tongue its matching musky masculine scents flood my nostrils. Rob arches his back and thrusts his hips forward forcefully. His cock buried to it's base in my throat. With my head firmly grasped by Rob's hands and his body shuddering as the last waves of his orgasm. Rob slowly slides his dick out of my throat leaving just the head inside my lips. As last dregs of his load dribble onto my tongue I feel a new sensation at my leaking asshole. "Well look at that Tex seems to be ready for his turn." Jer whoops out. Tex's tongue works it's way deeply into my ass licking out the remnants of Jer and Rob's loads. "Oh I want to see this happen." Rob exhales huskily while still holding onto my head tightly. "Mount that bitch Tex." exclaims Jer. Tex did not need much prodding and he knew what to do since he had made me his bitch several times a couples of months earlier when I took care of him while Jer's family was on vacation. I feel him rise up and plant his torso on my back and his forelegs grasp my sides. After already getting plowed by my buds Tex had no problems sinking his cock right into me. Once my ass was wrapped around his cock he begins fucking me relentlessly. I could feel his dick swelling and lengthening inside me. His thrusts getting deeper and deeper, when I feel his knot begin to pound at my cunt. I wanted his knot inside me as soon as possible before it got too large. I humped back against Tex's thrusts and feel his knot spread me open as Tex shoves its swelling mass into me. Tex humps his cock and knot into me as deeply as he can the knot continues to grow. Tex's dog dick and knot finally stops growing in me. I feel it start to twitch in me, and I know that every twitch of his cunt buster means another shot of his baby makers are being planted deep in my cunt. Tex's knot presses against and slides back and forth over my prostate while he is breeding me forever marking me as his bitch. My dick is as harder then it has ever been and is oozing a steady stream of precum. Every since I got to the point of being able to cum during puberty I've been a heavy pre-cummer, but never this prodigiously. At this point I am a quivering mass of sexual overstimulation, experiencing waves of intense pleasure. My face is between Jer's legs and all I can see is him jacking his big cock right in front of me. Tex's cock and knot are plowing my ass and pumping his load of dog cum deep in me and I know he will be tied to me for a good long time. "Damn you are a true dog bitch! Jer look at how hard his dick is and fuck he is leaking like faucet." Rob exclaims as he bends down getting a good close look at Tex's dick buried in my ass. Rob sticks his hand under my dick and lets the heavy stream of precum flowing out of my piss slit pool in the palm of his hand and flow over his closed fingers. It doesn't take long for his hand to be covered and filled with my cock lube. Rob takes his slimy hand out from under me and shoves it in my face just under my nose and commands me to lick his hand clean. I ravenously begin lapping at his hand licking and sucking my juices working hard to not miss a single drop. While I am licking Rob's hand clean I feel Tex slid off by back and twist around bringing us ass to ass. As his knot twists in my ass it slams my prostate harder than ever before, and a massive wave of pleasure racks my causing me cum with the most intense orgasm of my young life. My cock shoots so hard I can hear each pulse make a splat on the ground. My nuts have contracted so tightly they begin to ache. As I am in the throughs of my orgasm I feel wet smacks land on face as Rob and Jer stoking their cocks furiously let loose with their own orgasms. I open my mouth as wide as possible ropes of cum from both Rob and Jer land on my tongue their flavors mixing in my mouth. As Rob's orgasm begins to abate he moves forward and uses his cock to wipe the cum covering my face into mouth. With Tex still tied to me ass to ass and a sheen of cum still covering my face we all hear the deep thrum of a big truck engine coming down the road and the flash of headlights coming towards our camp. To be continued? Please send comments and suggestions to dv8hou@yahoo.com
bestiality/my-friend-and-her-dog.txt	Date: Tue, 5 Dec 2006 09:54:33 -0800 (PST) From: rachel k <jrcc06@yahoo.com> Subject: my friend and her dog Last Friday me and my girlfriends decided to go out for a few drinks. I needed this after a a really rough couple of days. My girlfriend Kerry is really pretty, although I have never been attracted to her. She is tall, with long blonde hair and a beautiful smile. The night was progressing well. We were both a little toasted from all of the drinks. I love to dance but it takes her a little more liquer for her to feel comfortable dancing. I was out on the dance floor by myself. I didn't mind, I just need to move. Kerry unexpectedly came onto the floor and began dancing with me. The dance floor quickly filled up as more popular songs were being played. We were forced to dance closer with all of the people around. She put her hands on my waist and turned me around. She was sensously rubbing me up and down with her hands like she knew my body intimately. I reached around and let my hands roam over her hips and ass, as much as I could reach. I could feel myself getting wet as she carressed the skin at my waist, beneath my blouse. She ran her fingers up the side and just barely grazed the side of my breast. This was like a volt of electricity running through me. Who is this girl touching me? This was not like her. She was hoping that her boyfirend would show up but he had to work late and cancelled. My blouse was long and covered the zipper of my pants. She reached her hands around and started to unzip my jeans. I am a bit of an exibisionist but on my terms only usually. I was a nervous, horny wreck at this point. She slid her hand inside and just lightly grazed the outside of my underwear. I think it excited her that she was making me wet becasue she began grinding her pussy against me, looking for the same release that I was. She continued to play on the outside, occasionallly dipping into into my undies and touching my freshly shaved pussy, careful to never touch my clit. This made me insane. I turned around and we made eye contact. I was just slightly aware of people looking at us curiously. This was getting to be much past my comfort zone but I have to admit I was enjoying this. I put my hands on her waist and worked them up to her beautiful cleavage. Something about that deep crevice mesmerizes me. I bend closer and lick as far down as I can get tasty her sweaty body. At this point I notice the DJ is getting very turned on watching us. I catch him readjusting and wuickly glancing in our direction. This makes me want to put on more of a show for him. I get real close to her and and straddle her thigh and bgin slowly humping and rubbing on her. I slide down her body with my hands and stop when my mouth reaches her pussy. She is blessedly wearing a very flowy, knee length black skirt. The material is thin and I am able to work my mouth onto her pussy through the thin material. We are both cought up in what is happening, but are aware enough of the fact that the dance floor crowd was thinning out and we were no longer afforded the luxury of being pinned to one another by people. She grabs my hand and leads me to the bathroom. She shoves me into the back stall and kisses me hard on the mouth. She darts her tongue all over and starts again grinding on me. She pulls my shirt aside and takes me nipple in her mouth and bites on it hard enough to bring me to tears but enough that the pain is deliciously intoxicating. I am used to being the aggresor, so this is different for me. Different but incredible. My pants are still undone so she yanks them down and gives me no teasing what-so-ever. She tells me taht she just wants to taste my juices running down her face. She shoves her longue tongue deep inside and licks and massages the inside of my pussy. My clit has already tripled in size. She starts succking on it and flicking it with her tongue. She eats my pussy like she has done it a hundred times. She knows exactly what she wants from me. Within seconds I am shooting cum out of my pussy in her face. She is like a dog lapping me up. This makes me even hornier, thinking of that big dog she has at home. This makes me even more eager to get back to her place. We tell our friend that we want to be dropped off at her house. I am just going to crach there and she will drive me home in the morning. It takes about 15 minutes to get to her house. Our friend is unaware of our anticipation. We keep relattivly calm, but can;t help but secretly touch eachother in the back seat when the other two are not looking. We finally arrive and I tell her that I have something in mind. I ask her to get me something to drink. As she is in her kitchen, I start to strip. He dog is laying quietly in the corner but catches a whiff of my strong, musky scent of desire. I get down on all fours and put my ass in the air. He comes over and puts his nose up to smell. The cold is an aweful shock but then he does what I want him to do. He starts lazily licking my ass hole, causing my pussy to ache. Kerry walks in and gasps. She is shocked at my boldness in her home. I lean back into the dog and ask her if she has ever tried it. She is very embaressed and says no. I tell her I can't beleive that she has never even thought about it. What his tongue might feel like on her pussy and ass. What his cock might feel like in her ass. She shyly admits to being curous about him licking her pussy. I stand up and slowly start undressing her. Taking time to taste each of her nipples and lick around her pink aereolas. Yummy. She feels so good. I bring her down to the floor and start kissing her all over. I work my way down her body, I order her dog to stand over her. His big cock is out and nice and pink. She takes it in her hand, still insure. I reach her pussy and give a gentle suck on her clit. This makes her moan. I tell her she should return the favor for her dog. She tetativly takes him in her mouth and begins sucking. She realizes that she enjoys it. But I want the dog. She pushes him aside but he needs to release his load. I get him to come around and mount me from behind. His cock slides into my ass and he goes to town pumping my ass . This turns me and and I continue to work Kerry's pussy with my tongue and play with her tits. I can feel her tightening up and getting ready to come, she finally comes in waves. The dog is coming inside of my ass as she is working up to her orgasm. I want her to experience the feeling so befors she comes I lead her big dog to her pussy. His licking from her ass to her clit send her over the edge screaming in pleasure. I sit and masturbate watching this. It takes me no time to cum watching her climax. Exhausted we pass out on her living room floor, happy for a couple of moments rest any how! Tell me what you think. jrcc06@yahoo.com thanks
bestiality/doing-my-beast.txt	Date: Mon, 11 Dec 2006 09:40:20 -0800 (PST) From: Bryan M <farmlandbb2@yahoo.com> Subject: Doing my beast This is just a fantasy, although some of the sex scenes are modeled on things that actually happened to me. After I wrote my previous set of stories, I got a lot of requests to write more stuff - thanks very much for those - and wanted to do it. As I have never made a porn film, and don't know anything about it, this won't be a realist version of making one. If you like it, let me know, please. Waiting in the line for the rental car, I am pretty nervous. It is hot, and muggy, very sunny and kinda oppressive. But, as I am gonna be naked for much of my outdoor time here, maybe it won't be so bad. The airport was crowded, the car rental office is crowded, and people are swarming everywhere. I have never been to this part of Florida, and never been here alone. I am supposed to drive to the house of someone I have never met before to meet another person that I also have never met. Its Spring Break at my school, so I told my parents I was going to visit friends and go down to Florida. I am in Florida, and will be going down alot while I am here, but I am not seeing friends. Strangers in a strange place - hope the address is easy to find - its about 60 miles from the airport. When I get there I am to meet a Hungarian guy that I have had some correspondence with on e-mail. He is a porn film director and I am here to make at least one beast porn film - which is exciting, terrifying, and intense. The "script" they sent me calls for me to suck off and then be fucked by several large dogs, as well as several guys. Its supposed to be about my experiences as a beast bottom. I have been fucked by several mid-sized dog and 2 large dogs, but not ones with really big equipment. So I am a bit nervous about that aspect. But I get to put out by a swimming pool, on a beach, and in a park. Further my partners will include an English Sheepdog and a Rottweiler. Exciting but scary. I am not in the habit of bottoming for special breeds - just mutts. See, I had written some porn stories for the Nifty archives that involved me and my dog Hooker, or me and my friend Ned and his dogs - zoo boys, both of us. I had gotten a lot of responses from people all over the world. There were a lot of suggestions that I make a beast porn film and/or write a story about being in beast porn movies. This kind of intrigued me - the idea of lots of people all over the world watching me do things with guys and dogs was really really arousing. I am sort of an exhibitionist, and the idea of being watched doing such taboo things is very, very sexy to me. One of the suggestions was from a guy who lives in Hungary. Apparently Hungary is the world's beast porn capital. Surprise, that, but you can learn things from Wikipedia. I love Hungarian gay guy porn - what I have seen is the best. So the idea of hot Hungarian porn dudes getting it on with dogs makes me heat up with desire - almost as much as imagining them getting it on with me. This Hungarian director had liked my stories, and had liked the digital pictures that I had sent to him. And he liked my online performance for him in which I had stripped and made my self available to a couple of dildos, my fingers, and a cucumber. He is going to be in America to make some "American boy" films - with guys in their late teens or early twenties who like to have fun with dogs - maybe some other animals. He asked me if I wanted to participate. I tentatively said yes. After picking up the car, I start driving north towards my destination. Car has good air conditioning, so I am not too uncomfortable. Still, I decide to stop someplace to change into more appropriate clothes than what I am wearing. I stop at a beach, and find the restroom. I quickly strip out of my clothes. Decide to take a dip. I mean, they can't start the film without me, right? So into my speedos and out to the beach. I like to swim in the ocean - as a swimmer I do most of it in a pool - so this is a treat. I run as fast as I can into the surf and dive into the water. I swim out a distance and submerge, then come back to shore and go back to my car. I decide to go commando, so I put on some very loose shorts, a t-shirt and some flops, then drive on. The house turns out to be in a nice neighborhood right on the water. I get out of the car and approach the house - my heart beating at top speed. This is it, I am going in. I ring the door bell. There is a long, long wait and I am just about to leave when it opens. A handsome, trim looking man about 35 with an obviously expensive hair cut opens the door - this must be the lawyer who owns the house. He is suspicious about why I am there. I tell him my name is Bryan and I'm here for the movies. He looks relieved and invites me in. "I should have recognized you from your pictures" "well, I wasn't wearing any clothes in the pictures,and I often had a dildo in my mouth or up my butt, so maybe the hat and shorts and the closed mouth fooled you." "Laszlo is out by the pool, wanna go back there?" "yeah, sure" We head through the house to the pool area. When we get there a film shoot of a movie scene is actually going on. A handsome Latino boy is kneeling on all fours beside a dog, with the dog's cock in his mouth, sucking away vigorously. I begin to bone up quick. I can see his cheeks bulging as he thrusts his head forward to get a bit more cock in his mouth. Tom, the owner of the house, notices this and whispers, "we started without you". He reaches over and undoes my shorts buttons, unzips me, and begins massaging my crotch, which gets hard as can be while I watch the the Latino dude take the German Shepherd's dick deeper into his throat. He gags. You can see his tongue moving behind his cheeks and watch him drool stuff out of his mouth. And I can hear him slurp and suck. The director seems to pay no attention to me, just to the two camera men. Tom has unbuttoned my shorts, which now fall to the ground. He pushes me forward so I step out of my flops and shorts, then he pulls my t-shirt over my head. I am naked. He pushes me so I bend over. "grab your knees". I do and squat a little for easier access to my butt. I bend my back so he can get his tongue into my crack and brace my hands on my knees. He starts eating my ass, his tongue creating incredible feelings as he sluices my crack and pushes it into my hole. He slides his tongue up and down and I begin panting frantically. Then another dog trots in. Tom quietly calls the dog over and says "lickies". The dog takes over, his long tongue running back and forth over my ass crack. Tom pulls my cheeks apart. I am moaning and jacking, while dog slobber runs down the inner part of my legs. Meanwhile the Latino dude has lowered his chest onto a padded stool. He is going to get mounted momentarily. His dog comes round behind, and rears up, putting his front legs close to the Latino boy's hips on the stool. The dog starts thrusting vigorously. The person who I think is the director's assistant goes over and grabs the dog's dick and puts it between the beautiful Latino boy's cheeks. It quickly sinks out of sight. The Latino boy gives a sigh of ecstasy that turns into a long, drawn out moan. Turns out later that Pablo, like me, is from a prosperous family and is doing this because he wants to, not because he needs the cash. The dog is pumping really hard now. I feel open for a second as the dog is pulled away, and Tom's cock slides up into my willing, waiting, wetted up ass. He's got a fatty, so I groan with pain as it goes in, but I'll bet I will be grunting with pleasure with every thrust when its in me good. The condom has lube on it, too, so he buries himself in me with one thrust. I grunt with pain. He keeps thrusting away, and it becomes really painful, then very, very pleasurable. He slaps a hand over my mouth to keep me from getting too loud and disturbing the filming. The sound of his thighs slapping hard against my butt cheeks is so loud that I don't think some hot talk would change much. I want more cock in me and I beg for it under my breath - "give it to me harder" "fuck me you damm bastard". He just keeps thrusting away till suddenly he is jerking, cumming and filling his condom up. He pulls out. Pablo is lying on his side, as is the dog, who is presumably pumping Pablo full of his juices. The director holds up a sign that says I should put on the mask on the table and let Pablo suck my cock. I look around, see the mask, and put it on. I feel kinda strange because Pablo is going mask commando and is as naked as the day he was born. Me too, except for the mask. I walk over, kneel, and let Pablo take me into his mouth. I am having wilting problems, cause I realize that I am on camera, and my actions are being filmed. One of the cameras comes up and is right behind my butt, I guess filming my fucking of Pablo's mouth. Then they move around to the side for an action shot. Pablo must have received some instructions, cuz he reaches under and slides a finger up my lubed crack. Then two. I get stiff as a board again, real quick. After a few minutes of this good head I am getting ready to cum. I spooge in Pablo's mouth. He swallows it all, which later gets him into trouble. I will find out that all spooging should appear on camera. Then the "scene" is over. I get up, Pablo is lying there looking well fucked. We are introduced. He grins and says "ola". I sit for a minute licking his cheeks, then get up and go over to where everyone else is sitting. When he is ready to get up he comes over to where Laszlo, Tom, and the camera men and I are sitting. They are telling me about certain aspects of porn filming - always keep the active parts in camera view. Means I have to tuck my arm back when I am fucking, use the hand away from the camera, when jacking while sucking, etc. Laszlo has a neat accent, but he is all business. To him I am just a depraved American pervert that will do it with dogs. Do it and like it. If I needed the money he might be more respectful, but as it is, he pretty clearly thinks I am really weird. Pablo sits in my lap. Nice. Laszlo tells me I grunt and moan well and I had better do that when the dog takes me. He wants to see me suck. One of the camera men - a pretty attractive guy about 30, is asked to drop his shorts. He does and he is sporting wood. I am told to get to my knees and service him. Pablo gets off my lap, and I walk over, drop to me knees and take him in my mouth. I flick my tongue and swallow to the base. The camera man groans. Good, I like a happy customer. I make some slurky, sloshy sounds while I suck. Laszlo tells me that when I suck the dog, that better happen frequently. I go to work in earnest on the camera man, swallowing, bobbing my head, pulling off with a pop and then plunging back onto it again - feedn like a hungry boy. My throat feels real full with this one, when he fucks it down as far as I can take it. I make sure to moan alot and make as many sloppy sloshing sounds as I can, but the gagging when he throat fucks me is not added -its real. I swirl my tongue around and around his cock. The camera man is tensing up. He grabs my head by the hair, pulls me off, and sprays my face and chest. Even when we are not on camera I have to take it to the face, I guess. We have dinner, and it feels strange. Pablo and I are bare as bare can be, and everyone else is fully dressed. Apparently there is a "production" schedule". I discover after dinner that I am expected to shower and clean myself inside and out, then I am going to do my first scene with a dog. I start sweating and feel nauseous. The scene with Pablo and the dog was a spontaneous moment, and I was really aroused from my fucking. And still I wilted like lettuce. This is less spontaneous and I will be doing it with a dog. Fortunately the dog is fucking me, not me the dog, so if I can't get it up, maybe it won't be so bad. My heart beats accelerate. I feel a bit woozy. This is a bad idea, and only my hormones and lust are maken me do it. As they say, "hot dog". I do like'em, and they arent't that easy to find. After my shower I stroll out onto the deck by the pool again. There is a young Rottweiller male sitting next to Tom, getting his head ruffled. Tom calls me over and introduces me to Biscuit. We start getting acquainted. He sniffs me in my privates and I pat his head. He gives my dick a get acquainted lick, and it jumps right up in his face. We start wrestling a bit. Laszlo tells me I am to French with the dog, then suck him, then take him up my butt and I had better be "into it". I try a feeble joke - "I thought he was supposed to be into me!!!". Goes no where with Laszlo. I go back to patting Biscuit while I think about this "plot" for my movie debut. Biscuit has developed an enthusiasm for the inner thigh of my left leg - sniff and lick, sniff and lick. Probably some left-over cum from my earlier fucking that didn't get showered away. While I am patting the dog the assistant comes up and shoves a lube injector up my ass. He fills me up till I think I am about to burst. Apparently a difference between beast porn and regular guy porn is that you only get one take. Once the dog gets going, he is going to the end of the line, and no retakes. I refuse to kneel on the concrete, which is likely to be painful to my knees - especially if I am in front of a rapid fire no-holes-barred dog fuck. So they lead me over to a grassy lawn right by the front fence - out of sight of the neighbors, but right on the canal, so we will have to be a bit quieter. They set up the lights and sound stuff. I put my mask on. Pablo "fluffs" me, and I am swiftly very hard. Pablo is beautiful, and he is really, really good at giving head. The Rottweiler guy brings his young male over. "Lets start". Reluctantly I pull my cock out of Pablo's mouth. I go over to the "stage" where Biscuit is and get down on my knees. My heart is beating so hard I can hear my pulse. I break out into a sweat. When I later see the film, I am glistening all over from sweat. Fuck, this is scary. Then I think of guys all over the world watchin me do this. I get worked up a bit. So I start patting Biscuit, and stroking his flanks. Suddenly I throw myself on my back, scoot under him, and bring his muzzle down to my face. I start "kissing" him, trying to give him some tongue. He starts licking me, and drooling all over my face. I can feel my face getting sticky and wet with slobber.This keeps my hard. I can imagine my face shiny and wet looking, and get more enthusiastic about my work. I throw one arm around his shoulders and thrust my hips up to rub my body along his. I start rubbing my hard-on along his side. After a few minutes of this I let him go, get back on my knees, and put my head between his back legs. He is already starting to emerge from his sheath. I lick his balls abit, then take his dick in my mouth. I go to town, rotating my tongue, tightening and loosening my lips, pushing my head forward, sucking in with my cheeks. He gets harder. I do this for a few minutes as the camera man comes in for a close up of my profile and mouth. I look over for a second directly into the camera, then am back to business. Biscuit is a gettin ready. I turn and present my ass. Suddenly I hear the command "screw the bastard" and Biscuit is on my behind. Two thrusts and he is burying his bone in my back yard in the words of the poet - no help necessary, thank you. Don't know whether that is luck, or whether the dude is a professional. It starts out a bit narrower, but I can feel it getting thicker and thicker as it sinks into me so fast. Real pain, real pain. I bite my lip. Suddenly I am being pounded sledgehammer hard. Both cameras close in, one on my butt area for a close up of the fucking going on, and the other right on my face, as I grimace and grin with pain and pleasure. Somebody grabs my hair and pulls my head back. The camera is pointed full on at my face and is about 2 ft. away. I am beginning to pant as if I had run a race. I can feel my butt spasming around Biscuit's cock, and I think my eyes are trying to roll back in my head. When I see the film, I look like I am about to pass out from either ecstasy and/or pain. Too true. At just this moment a boat motor that seems to be right in front of the fence cuts out. Voices can be heard as some men get out on the bank. I can't concentrate on it too well, given the fuckn I am getting, but I can panic a bit - what if its the police and I get busted while being taken by a dog and showing wood? I am filled with fear and terror. So here I am, a sex crazed college boy bottoming for a sex crazed dog and I can't make a sound. I don't know if the others are as panicked as I am, cuz Biscuit's weight and enthusiasm are now pushing my face right into the lawn. It is a real vigorous fuck he is throwing into me. And maybe I am hiding from the camera. I bite my lips and keep exhaling. I can't help it, I moan - some pain, a lot of pleasure. Then I moan again, louder than before. This is an incredible fuck. I am knotted and practically shriek with pain and then the pump begins. When he turns ass-to-ass, he gets the command to lie down, and he and I end up on our sides. I am lying there, warm Spring night in Florida, naked and with a dog dick up my butt. I keep quiet. Now I can notice the director and camera people, and they are quietly continuing to film. I wonder what the men out front think of the lights, and of my lust moaning. Suddenly I hear Tom asking them to get off his front lawn and find a legal place to fish. They argue a bit, then get back in the boat, start the motor, and leave. They were fisherman. I am too spent and well fucked to feel relief then, but I do later. I, meanwhile, am now free of Biscuit's dick, and am told to get up on all fours. I try to, but fail at first attempt. Then I do, shaky and sore, and Pablo strides forward, and kneels. He buries his face in my hard fucked, sloppy ass and starts licking. I can't help myself. Banged, stretched, and used as I am, I moan and beg for more tongue. Then I hear some whispering, and Pablo gets up, shoves his cock into my ass and tries to pretend he is a Rottweiler. Second time in 1/2 an hour that I am being hammered like I am cement that needs to be broken up. Feels great, though. Pablo is a master boy fucker. In and out, fast then slow, deep, then really quick and shallow, suddenly all the way to the base and I can feel his pubes scratching my cheeks. I can't help myself, I shoot wildly. Pablo pulls out, grabs my hair, pulls off his condom, and sprays me. Its over. Later I watch my copy of the DVD and its really hot. Turns out I will need to make it with Biscuit at least once more to give them more footage to edit. I say okay, but only if Pablo repeats his role as my dude top. I will have multiple matings with the dogs, to give them a chance to put together the hottest sequence they can. There is an out door shower, and as I am showering up Laszlo starts asking me about whether I would be willing to suck off a Donkey. I tell him I am a dog dude. He mentions the money, and I am suddenly considering it - even though I really don't need the cash, its a LOT of money - well, at least compared to the crap dollars I am getting to put out in these movies. You can't make a living being a dog porn star, anyway for boy/dog stuff. Am I excited by being kind of a whore, or do I just need an excuse for something new? I point out that I have never,ever even thought about sucking donkey, and don't know how to do it. That doesn't impress him much, he says he can get me the experience I need, pronto. I point out that I have seen donky hardons back home and my mouth will only open so wide, even with some good teaching. He smirks at me. He says that one day later in the week we can drive out into the countryside, where there is a donkey that one of the other college boys here for the filming has a hankering for. We are going to go there so Laszlo can film the donkey/dude sex scene and I can be taken by another dog in the barn scene. He says I should watch Todd do his donkey and see what I think. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm. He'd like to see me get fucked by a donkey, but will settle for a suck flick. I am still very doubtful. Tomorrow is the scene with me, Pablo or Todd, and a dog or two on the beach. I wonder how THAT is going to be arranged so we don't get watched, busted, or covered with sand. Or eaten by mosquitoes or alligators.
bestiality/horse-service.txt	Date: Tue, 9 Sep 2008 01:00:51 -0700 (PDT) From: Benjamin Winkler <benwink19@yahoo.com> Subject: Horse Service (Note: This story is unique in that you are the main character. Please understand that no offense is meant by the author by having the main character do things you don't think you would do. However, since you are in this section of the archive, I'm assuming that this material tickles ur fancy. If you like this story, or would like to read more stories involving you as the main character but with a different theme, please contact me bwink22@rocketmail.com or benwink19@yahoo.com Hope you like it!) You've lived on a ranch your whole life but for some reason hadn't noticed just how well-endowed the stallions were. You've seen them mate with the mares and even jacked off a few times while watching them but it wasn't until the woman in your life (or girlfriend, whichever the case may be lol) began doubting your relationship that you began to realize just how lonely were becoming. You were even getting tired of jacking off, which seldom happened, and the stallions on the ranch began to look very good to you. While feeding them on several different occasions, you've noticed at least one of them release his huge member from its sheath in order to deposit a steady stream of yellow liquid on to the ground. This had always made your own member become erect in your pants and you had to push it down with your hand. One time, however, that changed. The fields where the stallions were kept were far away from the house. You were feeding the horses, as usual, and weren't too surprised to catch one of the robust stallions release his member and pee. Your member responded as it usually did but this time you didn't push it down with you hand but undid your wrangler jeans and pulled it out of your boxer-briefs for some release of your own. You didn't have to pee, necessarily, but it felt good to get it out of the confines of your tight pants. You began to jack off while watching the stallion pee and that's when you decided that maybe the stallion would like some fun too. Before he's done urinating, you walk over to him slowly so as not to startle him. His member is retreating back in to the sheath by the time you get to him but a little gentle coaxing brings it back out again. From this close, you can really tell how big it is as it takes both of your hands to encompass it's huge mass. It's warm in your hands as you rub it's shaft, the owner of it standing perfectly still. You begin to move your hands faster and faster until all of a sudden, the stallion isn't so still anymore. With a shrill neigh and some fancy footwork from his back hooves, he releases a few huge globs of goo on the grassy meadow below him. He settles down and then nibbles on the grass as if nothing happened. You don't realize it but when you look down, you notice that your own member was gooey too and had in fact deposited a load of your cum even without you touching it. The next time you're alone in the field, you pick out the same stallion even before he has a chance to pee. You coax his member out the same way as before, gently rubbing the sheath that holds it unless it's needed. It emerges like a huge monster emerging from a cave and compare to your member, that's what it is. You rub it the same way but this time you decide you're going to try and suck on that huge thing. You gingerly place your lips around the head of the stallion's large organ and you're surprised that it doesn't taste like you thought it would. You have to kneel to do this and use your hands to continue to pump the stallion. It isn't long before you're rewarded with far more cum than you could possibly swallow and most of it ends up drenching your face. Once again, your own cum splatters on to the grass below your knees. The following time, you decide to give the stallion mare services without the mare. (That's when you know you're getting lonely. lol) You do pretty much the same thing to coax the stallion's member out but when it's ready, you get down in a bear crawl fashion, pushing your hips up against the stallion's exposed monster. You brace yourself but not well enough to experience the monster cock sliding into your forbidden tunnel. It practically tears you open and the pain is almost unbearable. However, the stallion shows no sign of slowing down and soon the pain is replaced with sensational pleasure. It doesn't take long for the stalliion to deposit a nice load of gooey horse cum inside of you and before you know it you feel his large tongue cleaning you out. When he's done, you look down and notice that once again, you've deposited your own goo without touching yourself. "You and me are going to have lots of fun together." You say to your new favorite stallion.The horse just neighs and goes back to eating grass. The end.
bestiality/davina.txt	Date: Wed, 14 Jun 2017 19:53:54 +0000 (UTC) From: Wolf Pomo <pomowolf74@yahoo.com> Subject: Davina (gay/TV, beast, oral, anal, M/Fd) Transvestite, beast, oral, anal, TV/M This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between consenting underage boy and adult males... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2017 Wolf, All rights reserved. You may contact me at pomowolf74@yahoo.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Davina By Wolf I'm an engineer by trade and a transvestite by GAWD. I have been cross dressing for twenty plus years. I started doing it in my teens. I was doing it secretly of course. I moved into my own place when I was twenty-years-old, and went full drag in the privacy of my own home. I built up a large collection of slutty lingerie and sex toys. I got a lot of pleasure strolling through every room of the house looking like a slutty street walker, while enjoying my toys I fantasized about being raped by big burly men. When webcams arrived I made videos to share with admiring guys. While they gave me instructions about the deprived and perverse things they wanted me to do. Sometimes I had as many as 50 guys watching me. It turned me on to torture my nipples with clothes pins and such, jacking off for the camera, and stuffing objects up my ass. I'm able to stuff beer and soda cans up my ass and actually walk around without having the cans fall out of my ass. Most of the time I have sex with men and women that appreciate the attributes of a transvestite. There were several men in my life that treated me like a princess. They lavished gifts on me for my sexual favors. Occasionally I seek out full figured women that are into domination. There is something so erotic about a big woman with long flowing dark hair, half naked with a whip in her hand. One such woman was Ruby. She had huge tits size 52-G. She would wear a black leather corset that held up those mammoth tits, and black leather high heeled boots. She had a tattoo on her shoulder of a pretty girl that had been her first love. She would punish me by spanking my butt with a paddle, and hang weights on my dick, nipples, and scrotum. I really got off when she would put on a strap-on dildo and make me suck it before fucking me in the ass while I was dressed in drag. There have been a couple of occasions where I met teenaged boys that I introduced them to oral and anal sex. The first one was a runaway boy that was hitchhiking. I picked him up and offered to feed and allow him to bathe at my home. After making dinner for this sexy looking blond headed teen I allowed him to bathe in my tub while I set about washing his clothes. When he emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel he looked like an innocent child. I assured him that his clothes would be dry about an hour. While we were waiting I offered to let him watch my TV. While he was watching a comedy I started play with his penis. He didn't object at all. I figured he was used to exchanging sexual favors for food. While I was playing with him he was opening my pants. If he was shocked to find that I was wearing panty hose and a thong under my pants he didn't show it. I enjoyed sucking him off before assuming the missionary position and allowing him to fuck my ass. He stayed with me for a few days before insisting that I drop him off on the State highway so he could continue his trip. One time a couple I knew asked me to watch their boxer dog for a week while they went on a holiday for a week. The first night he stayed with me, I felt a strong urge to use him. I had seen videos and read stories about bestiality and they turned me on. So on the second day I dressed up in my sexy bra, garter belt, mesh net nylons, and high heels. I led him to my bedroom. I mounted the bed on my hands and knees, and wiggled my butt until the dog got the idea that I was offing him my ass. He mounted the bed and licked my asshole before he mounted my back and he placed his front legs on my sides and his dew claws scratched my ribs as he managed to stab my asshole with his cock until he got it in me. I felt his knot swell up in my ass. It was the most wonderful feeling having him fucking my ass hard and fast. I actually spilled my load on the bed's sheet. He filled my ass with hot watery cum quick enough. Not wanting to have him pull out I let him drag me to the kitchen where his water bowel was. We were attached butt to butt until his knot went down. The rest of the week I let the dog breed me two and three times a day. The dog always began by smelling my asshole and licking it. Sometimes he stuck his tongue deep into my ass. He even licked my clit (cock) until I would cum in his mouth. I would also lick his wet cock and suck it for him. The taste of his watery cum was hard to describe but I took it from him. When his owners returned I had to give him back, but I craved dogs. I manage to breed with a few dogs over the years, but never had a dog for myself. Some couples that have large male dogs get off watching their dog breed me. Sometimes I find a stray and bring them home for a few days, but they prefer to be wild dogs on their own. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to pomowolf74@yahoo.com
bestiality/dog-shit.txt	Date: Sat, 15 Mar 2008 21:09:08 -0700 From: Marky Rickitt <markyrickitt (at) hotmail (dot) com> Subject: Dog Shit Well, I guess if you've clicked on the link you should already be aware of the subject matter, but just in case the title left anyone not sure of what to expect, this story involves a teenage boy playing with dog (and human) piss and shit. If such a subject isn't your thing then click on the back button now. If you are already hard and dripping with precum then please read on and then email me: markyrickitt @ hotmail.com including the title of the story as the subject line. This summer my parents decided I was old enough to be left alone whilst they went on holiday with my younger brother to some obscene place for kids to have fun. That also meant that they didn't have to pay out for Damek our Weimaraner to go into kennels. Of course I couldn't wait for them to leave. I'd been waiting since we got him a few months back to have my chance to get nasty with his shit. Of course I'd had chance to sniff it and touch it and always got hard when it was my turn to clear up his shit from the garden but hadn't had time alone to play. The instant that mum, dad and Charlie had left and I was sure they weren't about to come back because they had left something behind, I stripped. I was wearing a pair of Charlie's briefs which I had found in his room with a nice brown skid mark in them. Not only was the waste band way too tight, but by teenage cock was hard and stretching them out. I started to piss though my hard cock, soaking the front of the briefs and splattering the tiled floor. Planning for today, I hadn't taken a shit all day yesterday. As I stood in a puddle of my piss wearing my younger brother's wet pants, I started to push out a huge turd. I winced a little as the thickness of it stretched my hole open. I reached behind me and felt the stretching material as the seat of Charlie's pants filled with my shit. Smelling shit in the air, Damek came padding into the kitchen. He sniffed at the floor and started to lap up the piss. Feeling his big warm tongue lick over my feet made my cock throb. I stroked my hand down the length of his strong back, covered with smooth grey hair. Damek started to lick up my leg and then sniffed at the opening of the briefs created between my straining cock and my inner thigh. I slipped it out under the leg opening and Damek started to lick at my throbbing cock head. I lent my head back and enjoyed the feeling of the dog's tongue licking the length of my shaft. With one hand I started to slide my foreskin back and forth as Damek continued to lick. My other hand I slid inside the back of the briefs and slid my fingers over the turd packing out the back of them. Gripping the shit in my hand I pulled it out and licked the length of it and then slid my mouth over the end and started to give my turd a blow job. I turned and pulled the seat of the briefs to one side and bent over, letting Damek sniff at my shitty crack. Then I felt his tongue lap up my ass cheek. I continued to suck and lick on my shit as Damek started to lick harder and deeper at my ass. My cock was dripping with precum. I knelt down on all fours, my knees and shins in the puddle of my piss. As Damek resumed his licking of my hole, I pushed out a fart into his mouth. His licking paused for a second, before he continued with more enthusiasm. I farted again, this time making a loud ripping noise. Damek stopped again. I encouraged him to continue his licking by patting my arse and poking my finger into my doggie-saliva-slicked hole. Having Damek rim my shitty hole made me want something inside my ass. I knew Damek had just the right tool to fill me so started to encourage him to mount my back. He didn't take long to get the message and he suddenly raised his front legs and gripped around my torso. At the same time he started thrusting himself in quick short stabs trying to locate his target. I could feel the tip of his red doggie cock against my skin and it was already starting to spray clear runny doggie cum over my smooth teenage ass cheeks. I reached behind and found his cock massaged it for a second, feeling it swell as the blood filled it more. Holding his cock eased his random thrusting and let me position the tip of his cock against my hole. The second I let go, he shoved his cock into me, making me scream out. But I was his bitch now- he was going to have his way with my ass. I breathed deep as pain shot through my body, making me see stars. With each thrust his cock worked deeper and also engorge with more blood. Then I felt his knot slam against my hole. It was yet fully formed, and I relaxed hoping for it to get inside me before it was too large to stretch my tight teen ass open. Each thrust opened me up a little more and then I felt it slip inside me. We were tied together, his doggie cum pumping into me. Hy hard cock pressed against my chest. I began to jack myself off, his throbbing cock inside my bowels, his knot pressing against my prostate. Precum was oozing from my cock, dripping to the floor to mix with my piss. In the need to get his cock inside me I had forgotten about my turn which was laid on the tiled floor. With his tied to me, and the constant pull of his knot against the inside of my arse, I reached over and took hold of my brown log. I bit into the end of it, and started to munch, feeling the softness squelch around my gums. As I continued to chew, I reached down with the remainder of my shit and started to massage it into my cock and balls. I reached further around and felt the base of Damek's cock and the swelling inside my ass where his knot was still buried in me. I could still feel his cum pumping into me. As I started to wank my shitty cock shaft Damek started to dismount me, turning his body around. The pull on my ass from his cock increased, sending waves of pain and pleasure through my young body. I started to ejaculate, shooting cum up under my body to land on the tiled floor about two feet in front of me. Load after load squirted from my solid cock, until my balls felt drained. Cum dripped from my piss slit onto the floor as I continued to massage my shitty cock and rub my balls. I started to push with my ass muscles as Damek tried to pull out, but we were well and truly tied. Ten minutes later I started to feel the size of his knot reduce a little and then suddenly his huge cock slipped from my ass followed by a gush of shit and dog cum. Damek turned around, his cock still hanging down, his knot preventing its retraction, and started to lick at his cock. I reached over and joined him, taking the tip into my mouth, sucking off my ass juices. Damek then started to lap at the mess on the floor, which again, I joined him in, pressing my tongue against the cold floor tiles and licking up the mix of dog cum, boy-cum, boy-shit and boy-piss. Then something else took my fancy. As Damek continued to lick the floor, I took hold of his wagging tale and lifted it up. His hole winked at me, tempting me towards it. I turned my head to the side and pressed my tongue against the smooth pink and black skin there. His hole was warm and ready to be played with. Damek continued to lap up the mess on the floor as I started to rim his hole, wriggling my tongue into him, then taking a long lick across the out side. I pressed with my hands either side, opening up his hole; Damek farted letting out the smell of dog fart right into my face. I dived back in, pressing my tongue inside his now loosened hole. Not far inside I should feel and taste dog shit. A slight burning sensation washed over my tongue as the acrid taste filled my mouth. My cock was rock solid again and I reached down to rub the now drying shit along the length of my shaft. I continued to lick as Damek stood there, letting me rim him deep. He farted again, this time right into my mouth, making me huff on his gas. I reached up with a finger and pressed it into his wet hole, and found the end of the soft log of dog shit inside. I pushed a little further and felt my finger press into the turd. I pulled back out and sniffed at it, then sucked it clean. I pressed into his hole again, and this time hooked my finger into the dog shit before pulling out. Again I sucked the deep tan-coloured shit from my finger. I stood, and took hold of my cock and pressed it against his wet hole. He twitched, but didn't pull away, so I pressed forward, easing my cock head into his arse. Damek pulled away a little, but I took hold of his hind legs and pressed further in. I felt the warmth of his body enveloping my cock and then the added pressure of a shit-filled rectum. I started to thrust, moaning as I lent may head back. With each thrust I the smell of dog shit in the air intensified. I looked down at my shaft, my cock head still buried in Damek's ass, and saw that it was coated in shit. I pushed back in and then pulled out. Damek pulled away this time and instantly dropped his hind quarters and started to shit. I large pile of dog crap curled out onto the tiles. Damek stood and turned to sniff at it. I was already on all fours, ready to do the same. My tongue came out, and licked across it, removing the top of the curl. I swallowed it down before reaching down with my hand to scoop up the remainder. I smeared it down my hairless chest, and then along the length of my hard cock, rubbing it around my swollen glans. I pushed my foreskin forward, cover it up and brought my hand to my mouth. As I began to lick and suck my hand clean, I repositioned my cock at Damek's asshole. I pushed my shitty shaft into his loose hole and started to thrust into him. Within seconds I was cumming again, filling his ass with my teenboy cream, all the while still sucking on his shit. My orgasm left me feeling weak-legged and sleepy, I collapsed to the floor and felt Damek licking me, nudging me with his wet doggie nose. As I began to doze there on the tiled kitchen floor I heard Damek licking up the rest of the mess on the floor and then he wandered off to the back door... Want more nastiness? email: markyrickitt@hotmail.com with your comments- remember to include the title of this story as the subject line!
bestiality/video-taped-encounter.txt	Date: Mon, 25 Feb 2008 09:32:39 -0500 From: Sam Iam <sam.i.am67@hotmail.com> Subject: "Video taped encounter" (male bestiality) The man opened the dresser drawer and pushed aside some t-shirts to reveal an unmarked video cassette. Grabbing the tape, he headed for the den, popped the tape in the player and turned on the television. Then, he settled into an easy chair across from the television, unbuckled his belt, opened his jeans and slid them, along with his briefs, down to his ankles. His cock had fattened slightly in anticipation of the attention it would soon receive. He then reached for the remote control with his right hand, pressed 'Play' and watched the television screen blink to life. With his left hand, he grabbed his cock and slowly coaxed it to stiff attention as he watched the events captured on the video tape unfold. On the screen was a simple well lit room with a large futon mattress in the center. No sheets, no pillows, just the bare bed and on the bed sat a handsome Yellow Lab with a broad chest and powerful, muscular hind legs. The dog's ears were forward and his tail wagged quickly as he pawed at the mattress with his front legs. Then, a young man came into view, his back to the camera which was capturing the scene. The young man was slender, athletic and he was naked from the waist down, wearing only a thin white t-shirt. He knelt slowly down onto the bare mattress and the dog leapt to his feet to greet the man, his entire body now squirming with excitement from head to tail. The man grabbed the dog gently by the head to calm him and brought the dog's face to his. The man opened his mouth to the dog's long, wet tongue and the two kissed. The Lab's heavy balls were easily visible on the screen and you could see that his cock had fattened within his sheath. The young man reached there with his hand and lightly fondled the excited dog as their tongues continued to intertwine. Then the man broke the embrace and went down on all fours with his round ass facing the camera. The Lab moved behind the young man and went quickly to work digging his tongue deeply between the man's ass cheeks. The man's balls were clearly visible on the screen and the dog lapped at him there as well. The man slightly shifted position, opening his knees wider, spreading his bare feet further apart and with a barely perceptible motion he arched his back to raise his ass into the air ever so slightly more. The Lab knew this action to be the sign that his bitch was ready for mating and without wasting another moment, he leapt upon the young man's back. The man sitting on the couch watching the video started to rub his fat cock with more urgency as he watched the dog on the screen mount the young man. His right hand found his balls and he cupped them, massaged them as his left hand pistoned up and down his shaft. He watched the strong, handsome dog pull himself forward onto the young man's back. The dog gripped the young man around the waist and his powerful hips started bucking. The Lab expertly found his bitch's puckered hole and he drove his entire length into the young man. The dog humped wildly, his hips slapping against the young man's flank as he drove his cock over and over into the man's hungry ass. There was the sound of wetness as the frantic animal's pre-cum lubed the young man's bowels. The dog's heavy balls swung beneath him, slapping against the young man's own balls. The dog's knot began to quickly grow and the young man reached back to take a hold of it to make certain that the two would not be tied. After close to a minute of thrusting, the dog's humping action slowed and he laid his large down on the man's shoulder as he started dumping cum from his now fully engorged cock.. On the screen you could clearly see the dog's pulsing asshole and tail twitching with each ejaculation of cum into the man's ass. After a few minutes, the young man with the heavy dog on his back released his grip on the knot and lowered his chest down onto the futon. Then he reached back with both arms, gripping each of the dog's hind legs in his hands and he lifted the dog off his feet. He then shifted his weight, rolling himself and the dog sideways until the dog's body fell down to the mattress. The dog lay on it's side with his stiff cock still deeply inside the young man. The young man turned further so that he was now laying on his back with his bare legs draped over the dog's body, his ass pressed tightly to the dog's crotch. For the first time you could now see the young man's turgid cock which curved stiffly onto his stomach. The young man reached for the panting dog with his right hand and caressed his lover's chest while he took a hold of his own cock and started to stroke it. The man on the couch stroked his cock in rhythm with the young man on the television screen. The dog continued emptying its balls into the young man and you could see the dog's knot firmly pressed against the young man's wet sphincter. The young man's ass and balls glistened with the wet cum which had escaped from inside of him. Then, the young man shifted again, this time propping himself up on his elbows. With another swift movement, he swung his leg over the dog's body and used his arms to help roll the strong Lab onto his back. The dog's hind legs splayed out and the young man straddled the dog's body, all the while keeping the pulsing dog cock buried deep inside his guts. The young man sat atop of the dog, his knees on either side of the dog's stomach and he ran his hands through the thick fur on his dog lover's chest. Then the young man started to ride the dog's big cock, gliding his ass up and down over and over again, milking the cum from the lucky dog's balls. The man reached back and gently fondled the dog's nut sack. Next, he took his longest finger into his mouth to wet it with saliva. Then, reaching back he pressed his glistening finger against the Lab's pulsing ass hole and he slowly slid the finger into the dog. The dog's sphincter sucked at the young man's finger, which probed and rubbed the dog's prostate, pleasuring the dog to new heights. The pulsing of the dog's asshole quickened as the young man coaxed the dog into another orgasm and the dog let out a low, satisfied growl. The young man slowly slid his finger out of the dog and then shifted his body again so that his stomach and chest were pressed close to that of the dog. The man's legs spread out further and his bare feet slid backward as he lowered himself down onto the dog's body. All the while the dog's stiff prick remained firmly implanted up to the knot inside the young man's ass. The young man lowered his face to the dog's and once again their open mouths found each other. The dog licked the man's lips and tongue as the man continued gliding up and down the length of the dog's cock. The young man's own cock pressed against the warm fur on the dog's belly, sliding back and forth, bringing the young man closer and closer to orgasm. As his actions sped up, so did the actions of the man sitting on the couch watching this video. The young man on the screen straddling the dog's heavenly cock arched his back, the toes on his bare feet curled and his orgasm filled his body. Ropes of thick cum flew onto the dog's chest and stomach. At the same time, the man on the couch gripped his balls and spewed line after line of hot cum onto his stomach. The video continued to roll and the man on the couch watched as the young man slowly slid himself off of the Lab. The dog's cock fell out of the young man with a wet plop and a stream of warm dog cum trickled down the man's legs.. The young man on the screen looked at the camera and smiled and the man on the couch smiled too as he looked into the young man's satisfied eyes, knowing that those eyes were his own, his Lab lover sleeping at his feet. If you enjoyed this true story, please send feadback to sam.i.am67@hotmail.com

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