Charles & JamesI am 26 years old, out of college, living on my own. I rent a small bungalow set well back behind a larger house. My landlady is an older woman well into her late 60’s I’d guess.

Hard of hearing, especially when it comes to my complaints of lack of hot water.

Anyhow, I’m alone in my life at this point, but not lonely. I have my hobbies and I have my memories and those two keep me satisfied. Yet, still one warm day while walking from the bus stop, when I encountered James I felt compelled to take him home.

James was a beautiful dog, some type of mix breed, I’m assuming Shepard and something else. He was friendly too, and his mangy look and hungry eyes didn’t put me off in the least. I led him home, quietly past my landladies window and into my home.

There I fed and bathed him. That night he showed his appreciation by sleeping at my feet.

James and I were happy with one another, and so a week passed.

Then I started to have these thoughts, curious thoughts. Thoughts on what it was like to have sex with an animal. I was ashamed of these thoughts but only for a moment. And then something else took over. I thought on this for a few days, studying James closely, making a plan. The first step of my plan was to see how eager James would be. So when I got home from work on Friday, having the weekend off, I figured it would give me time to experiment. I got right to work, I pulled all my shades and undressed myself.

I went about my normal routine, preparing the meal, feeding James, and when it got dark allowing him out to make his business. I did this all while nude, and James didn’t seem to care. When James came in from his nightly walk, I implemented my second test.
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 A couple lovers

     I’m 18. And I’ve been with quite a few guys. Most of them quite a bit older than me. I’m addicted to sex. I’ll admit that. And I’m not half bad looking either. Hourglass figure, 34 D breasts, nice hips, cute ass…

One day I was at home by myself, my roommate was staying with her mother, and I wanted to get laid. This happens a lot, I simply pleasure myself. But today was different, after four or five rounds by myself I just wasn’t happy.

I’ve tried a lot of things. And I tried a lot that day. But nothing was working.
We have a wonderful dog-named James. James is a lab. I had heard a lot about people fucking dogs, but I had never even considered it till this day.
I looked at him, called him to me, and had him sit by me one the couch. I didn’t know how to seduce a dog, and I was nervous. So I just moaned and rubbed my freshly shaved pussy.
His eyes lit up and he started sniffing me. Then he started licking my inner thighs. It was ecstasy. I closed my eyes and started moaning. It wasn’t long before I came and seeped fluid all over James tongue, witch he happily licked up in a heartbeat.
I wanted more. I wanted a cock in me so badly.

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“Scotch on the rocks,” Caroline ordered from the gruffy, bald, old black bartender in the empty bar, “and make that a double!”
“Any particular brand?” Asked the fellow in his 40’s learing, trying to look at her cleavage. It wasn’t everyday one of these gorgous white business types, probably a lawyer by the cut of her clothes, came into his joint. She’s got to be about a 37D-22-34 and either lost, or been dumped, he thought, adding ice to a glass, and what kind of moron would dump such a hot lookig babe like this?
“Glenlevet, if you have it, if not, anything will do. Just hurry it up!”
“Here ya go miss,” he said placing the drink in front of her, “Glenlevet. I don’t get much call for single malts in here, but I keep a bottle just for those special occasions.”
“Yeah, well this is a special occasion all right,” and Caroline swallowed half her drink in one gulp before putting the glass back on the bar. “Yeah, it’s special all right. I just caught my husband in bed with another woman. That bastard! While I’m working on the case of my life, he’s off boffing the 18 year old that lives next door. Wait until I tell her parents! They’ll castrate him!”
With that statement, Caroline downed the rest of her drink, and pointed to her empty glass and nodded. Not that she needed to, the bartender was already refilling the glass with the amber essence.
“They call me Jake,” said the black man casually introducig himself, then glanced up to see that she was staring at him almost as if……and was that another button open?
“I’m Caroline Huet,” Caroline said introducing herself, and downing the entire drink this time, before putting it in front of Jake for another, eyes becoming glassy, “and if you get me drunk…. Say Jake, have you ever had a married white lady before? Want one for a night?”
“Can’t say that you’d be the first, lady, Caroline, nor would you be a lady after I’ve had you,” and he put fresh ice in her glass, and poured once more, before putting the third double in front of her, and seeing another button undone, and half of her work skirt hiked up by the stool she was sitting on showing her garter snaps, and plenty of smooth white thigh above beige stocking tops.

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