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My dirty minded husband has been dreaming for a long time to see his wife fucked by a dog. I refused all the time but that night I drank too much and on hearing my man saying – “I want to see my honey fucked by a dog” agreed to be a bitch for our fluffy dog.

Kneeling me he asked if I were scared I nodded. He blindfolded me and offered a glass full of whiskey. I felt warms spreading through my body. I stopped shivering and lustful juices flowed from my cunt. The dirty thought of me, the faithful wife, to be nailed by a horny dog made me soaking wet and wild with desire to feel the boner penetrating into me.

All of a sudden I felt quick tongue licking my pussy and I realized it was our pet. First moves were a bit curious I should say but then he got it that he was on the right way and I felt it enjoying the juices that were dripping from the cunt lips. His coarse and warm tongue was driving me crazy. It was devilish awesome!

Now I felt its feet on my shoulders and something hot hitting my buttocks. What I was definite in is that it was a hard dog’s cock. Trying to grab his cock I was stopped by my hubby who insisted that the dog would do all himself including fucking the hell out of me.

Having missed several times the boner finally and the very first penetration was deep enough to make me feel like as if it was reaching my chin from inside. I didn’t even have the chance to cry out when it started to move like a fucking hammer drilling my cum pit with all the power. A moan of pleasure slipped u lips alongside with tears but in a moment the pain was gone leaving the unbelievably awesome emotional charge.

The words of my dirty male “My wife is fucking a dog” kept on attacking my head and it was filthy if you think about it but from the other side I am telling you – You are not going to feel this fucking great in other form of copulations! So I gave in to the passion of my body and enjoyed the hard hammering of the dog’s wang. It was exciting me too much and there was nothing else that I could think of but a nice powerful orgasm. Trying to catch the lustful moment of incredible pleasure I missed the spot when the animal started to pour its white juice in me. He stopped all of a sudden and I felt all my cavity being filled with his dick. It was very pleasant. I tried to move a bit but I had no chance as it was holding me tight. It was a splendid scene with me, the loyal housewife, on my knees with a dog at my cunt and I can’t stop cumming.

I looked at my man with my lackluster eyes and saw him shooting all the process on camera with a satisfied smile on a raunchy face. He was holding his throbbing dick with the other hand and kept on jerking as the dog was fucking his wife. I could not utter a word but moan with delight. Then he came up to me and shoved his hard boner to my throat. Rough motions stuffed my mouth with horny meat and he was fucking my head even better than the dog did it from behind. The head of the cock was reaching my neck and it felt good. I enjoyed the brutal blowjob for some time when he took it out and cumshoted my face with powerful portions of hot sticky cum. My head, my face, my tits and hair were all covered with his sperm. The dog finally took his dick out of my vagina and I fell on the floor exhausted and satisfied like a dirty whore.

My man’s words kept on drilling my brain in a distant echo repeating “Fuck me, My wife is fucking a dog!”.

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Catherine Bell’s Doggie Ordeal     ” Shit shit damn it.” Catherine Bell entered her apartment  almost in tears she couldn’t believe how badly the audition went.” Im such an idiot, I nailed the first one so well, how comes i sucked so much this time. Well i didn’t even suck i can believe i did that” She knew she had blow her chance and in the last act of desperation she offord to give blow jobs to the whole casting team. At this point she was joined by Rachel, it was her best friends dog that was staying with her while Kate was out of town and whose kids had given it it’s name before anyone had the chance to see if Rachel was a boy or a girl dog. The first time she saw it Catherine couldn’t help but notice how much of a boy dog Rachel was. The dog was begging for attention and had his lead in it mouth.

“Oh ok i’ll take you out.” looking down at his excited face and wagging tail she didn’t feel too bad anymore.

She walked throught the park letting him off his leash to run and play while she sat on a bench and tried not to let her thought go back to her dreadful audition, she failed. She could her herself say “blowjob” over and over as it echoed around her head and she saw the shocked looked on the panels faces as she unbuttoned her shirt trying to show off her huge rack before security dragged her out of the room and past all the hopeful actresses. She buried her head in her heads.

” Excuse me Miss.” a man in a uniform said ” Is that your dog” She struggled to get her mind back to reality.” Only it’s just dug up the flower bed and well lets just say done it business as well. I will have to ask you to clean up after him and pay for the damage.” Great it couldn’t get any worse
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 Carole’s Holiday

    She was climbing the school steps with about five minutes to spare when her slut friend Jill came over. Hi Carole. You look tired,” she said.
I’m not tired,” she replied as she told Jill about her morning. I’ve got myself really horny wondering whose shafting my mum, and I haven’t had time to bring myself off.”
I thing I can help you there,” grinned Jill. Come on, we’ve just got time to get to the toilets.”
As they both squeezed themselves into the one stall Jill said, Drop your knickers,” as she rummaged through her bag.
What are you looking for,” hissed Carole. We don’t have time for anything.”
We have time for this,” said Jill, as she drew what looked to be an egg attached to a wire from her bag. I got this Mail Order. You stick it in your pussy and it’s attached to this control box so you can increase the vibrations. I’ve tried it, its brilliant.”
As Carole inspected it, she could still smell her young friend’s pussy on the plastic. Yea, I can tell you’ve tried it,” she laughed. Ok put it in for me.”
Jill knelt down and rubbed the egg over Carole’s pussy lips that were already slippery with her juices. As Carole bent her legs slightly, Jill pushed the egg firmly into her cunt. It’s in,” she said as she lent forward and licked Carole’s clit, just as the school bell sounded. Shit,” they booth said together. Quick, pull your panties up and that will hold the wire in place.”
Jill then tucked the small control box into the back of Carole’s knickers, switched it on to low, and smoothed down her skirt. Perfect,” she said. Lets go.”
The vibrations in her pussy were delicious. She found that by rocking slightly in her seat, the movements of her knickers over her clit, combined with the vibrations were enough to bring her off. She came once in geography and twice in maths. Fuck she thought, anything that can make maths pleasurable, has got to be good.
At the break she was standing in the corridor with Jill and some of their friends. How does it feel,” whispered Jill so no one else could hear.
Fucking brilliant,” replied Carole. My knickers are soaking.”
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Bruce and Buck

A day had gone by since my first encounter with my dogs. My parents were still gone for the weekend, and as I lay in bed, I thought about what had happened the night before. The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. I didn’t know if I should feel guilty, or excited. I was sure that it was wrong. I knew it was. But that apparently didn’t matter. As I thought back upon how my dog had forced himself inside me, how wonderful it had felt… I began to get wet. I thought about lying there in my bed and fingering myself, but the more I thought about it, the more I wanted a repeat of last night. I actually WANTED to let my dogs have at me. However, as badly as I may have wanted it, I wasn’t about to go and offer myself to them. I was certain that if I were to just offer myself to them that the guilt would be unbearable-no matter how amazing it would feel.

I had to get off my bed. My hand was already starting to slide under my skirt, cirling my clit. I pulled my hand away and decided to head into the living room. I could turn on a movie to get my mind off of last night.

I flipped through the channels, stopping when I found a decent love story to watch. I’m a sucker for love stories. I got confortable on the couch, laying on my side with my elbow propped up, head resting in my hand. Bruce and Buck were both lying on the floor, asleep. I forced the idea of waking them up out of my mind. I was determined to watch this movie.

The movie was one I’d never seen before, and was halfway decent. I was a good half hour into the predictable storyline when the couple–predictably–realized that they were in love with one another and shared their first kiss. That scene soon led into another, where they were in an apartment, and things were getting steamy. All throughout the movie I had been drooling over the main actor in the movie-He was the personification of my type. As his clothes started coming off, I started to get wet again. Pretty soon my cute love story had turned into a porno.

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Brown Nosing

    We had just dropped our three kids off at a local theater and pulled away from the curb. Frank was in great spirits and hadn’t stopped talking since he got the news. The job that saved our home was his, at least for a three month probationary period. The pay was nearly double what he expected, and he felt confident of landing a permanent position.

I was relieved, even happy, but I’d been in a silent stew since leaving Blake Stone’s office. As soon as the kids were out of earshot, I turned abruptly to Frank and shouted, “Do you know what that son-of-a-bitch had the nerve to do?”

Frank’s dream balloon appeared ready to burst. He said, “Honey, what could he have done? I was only out of the office five minutes; besides, the kids were right there with you the whole time.”

“Frank, it wasn’t me he did anything to. That bastard fondled Sherry. He pulled her up on his lap and fondled her right in front of me.”

“Honey, calm down. Just what are you calling fondling? I saw her on his lap when I came back. She looked fine to me.”

I scooted up next to Frank and grabbed his right hand. I brought it up under my skirt, clear to the tops of my thighs, and said, “What do you call this?”

He smiled a devilish grin and rubbed my inner thigh, saying, “I call it my lucky day.” I knew right away that placing his hand near my vagina was a mistake. He was in far to good of spirit not to take advantage of my one major weakness: I have never been able to say no once my pussy gets stimulated. He said, “Honey, I know he never put his hand this far up a twelve-year-old’s leg.”
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Broke in young boy   It happened while I was on holiday with some friends a few years back in Spain.

We where all keen to get there and get laid. Things didn’t go to well at first as we where so young.

We ended up going out and getting drunk doing the yousel type stuff you do at 17. I got bored of in then end and wondered off myself and ended up in a bar by myself.

As I sat there getting drunk I was approached by an older couple who I started chatting to me. They bought some drinks and we started to get along real well. They told me that they had retired early after making a good living in France.

It was pretty clear that the lady whose name was sandrean was pretty keen on me and this made me nervous as her husband was right there with us.

She must have picked up on this as she leaned closer and told me that it was ok that it turned him on and that she would love to take me back to there villa and fuck me.

Her husband jean herd all this and in a thick French accent told me that it turned him on to watch his wife get fucked by young guys.

I was a bit weary at first but soon warmed to the idea after a few drinks. Not to much later we where pulling up to the gates of a nice villa with a beautiful pool out side.

As the gates opened and we went through the gate a large Pyrenees mountain dog appeared and ran over to great them lovingly. I thought no more of this and went in side.
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Brian’s Tale    The front door crashing open brought me out of my daydream, Lois so near yet so far away. Another crash, the flash of mustard yellow and the sounds of sobs brought me back fully to reality. Fully opening my eyes I saw Meg, Lois’ daughter, back from marching practice in her uniform and laying on the floor sobbing after falling over the coffee table. “You alright Meg” I asked.
“I’m fine, just leave me alone” she sobbed.
Meg is a bit of a drama queen so this could be anything from something minor to a major crisis, I had better take it easy with her. “I can see that something is bothering you, anyone with half a brain can see that. Good thing your dad isn’t home then, Hey” I replied trying to cheer her up.
“You wouldn’t understand” she sobbed, “You’re just a dog”.
“Just a dog, yes, just a dog, and this is why I am sure I could understand” I said, sorrow tainting my voice.
“What do you mean” Meg asked between sniffles.
“To other dogs I am just a freak and so they avoid or ignore me, to humans I am just a dog, a pet only” I replied.
“I am sorry” Meg sniffled, “I did not realise”.
“Its ok Meg, I know you did not mean anything by what you said. It still stands though, tell what is bothering you” I replied.
“I can’t, where is mum” she asked.
“I am afraid the rest of the family have gone to the next town with your dad, something to do with Chris I believe. So why don’t you get off the floor, sit up here next to me and tell what is upsetting you” I offer.
With that I reach down and take Meg’s hand and slowly lift her up to sit her next to me on the lounge. As she is getting up off the floor I look down at her cute tear streaked face and realise just how much she looks like her mum Lois. Half way up she lets out another sob and sits back down on the floor with a thud onto her backside, nearly pulling me off the lounge as well. I look her over and can now see that she has been crying a lot with the front of her uniform damp from her tears and I could see that what ever it was that was upsetting her was something major, at least to her. Again I start pulling her up so she can sit next to me on and when she started to rise up again she spread her legs exposing her uniform bloomers. I could see from the stains on them that she had a “wee” accident also, but she did not seem to know this yet. Another drama to be unfolded at a later date. Will worry about that one when the time comes.

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Bonding TabathaOnce upon a time, in a land of many freeways, a mother passed away and another took her place–real fast.

Dorothy drove the car while Craig organized his briefcase on the seat between them. Los Angeles International Airport was ten minutes away. They were early, so she didn’t fight the freeway traffic; instead, she fought her nerves.

“Craig, I don’t like this. I don’t like this one bit. You can’t leave me alone with those kids this soon, especially not for two whole days.”

“What are you talking about, Dorothy? You’ve already got those boys calling you Mommy. I can’t believe a fifteen-year-old girl has you all tied in knots.”

“Damnit, Craig, she knows. Having me move in right after we scattered her mother’s ashes was a big mistake. Having me do the scattering in front of those kids was sick. It was stupid, just plain stupid. I think you want to get caught. I think you’re one of those criminals who commits a crime, then subconsciously leave clues so you can be brought to justice. I’m not that way, and I don’t like playing this dangerous game.”

“Relax, will ya? I’m not trying to get caught. The plan worked. No one outside the family suspects foul play. She got sick and her heart gave out. The insurance company paid the death claim. Her ashes are spread to the four winds. We can’t get caught regardless of anyone’s suspicions. The wicked witch is dead, Dorothy, and as far as the kids are concerned, you get all the credit.”

“Bullshit, I get all the blame.”

“Credit, Dorothy. I staged that performance so the shock factor will work on thier minds. When the shock wears off, they’ll see you as the hero. I know my kids, Dorothy. Don’t let their sad faces and tears fool you. The bitch was not loved. We’ll, maybe Tabatha loved her in a sentimental way, but she made Tabatha’s life hell, too. Can you imagine a girl with a cute body like Tabatha’s having to live and dress like a cloistered nun? She’s itching to show us her stuff, and she’ll have you to thank when she finally comes around. She’s weakening; I can tell.”

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Bewitched       John Stevens was the envy of every man he knew, because he slept nightly with a woman every man wanted to bed–his wife, Georgette.

They’d been together since high school, had the perfect marriage, and a house full of beautiful kids. They had six ranging in age from sixteen to six: Don, 16; Julie 14; Kay, 12; Roger, 12; Bobby, 10; Tabatha, 6.

Georgette was a mother and a great mother, a full-time mother. John made good money as a diesel mechanic at a large truck stop–a trucking megaplex on eighty acres where two major interstate highways crossed. This secure and stable job enabled Georgette to devote her life to raising their large family. She’d be quick to tell you that “mother” is a career if it’s done right.

Georgette had the look men ogled with a growing erection. When she was in her twenties, she was a cross between Mary Tyler Moore’s character on the Dick Van Dyke Show, Laura Petry, and Samantha from Bewitched. In manner and demeanor, she carried herself like Laura Petry–a dancer with feminine grace who wore form-fitting pants and blouses almost as a uniform, though she looked more like Samantha Stevens: blond and built.

As she matured, and bowed to John’s insistence that she wear only skirts and dresses, she looked strikingly like the sexy witch, Samantha. It was little Bobby that first saw her as Sam.

When she playfully made her nose twitch exactly the way Sam did, she became Sam from then on.

When her little girl was born, the baby’s name was unanimously forced on her–Tabatha. By then, Samantha Stevens and Georgette Stevens could be mistaken for twin sisters. Everyone called her Sam. Only the kids called her, Mom, but when they spoke of her, it was Sam. Likewise, Georgette called her mother, Mom, but referred to her as Endora in the company of others. They were Sam and Endora to everyone except offspring.

If John had one complaint about Georgette, it was her stubborn refusal to join him with a group of swingers he knew from work. The swingers were the white collar types with cushy jobs that involved no grease or busted knuckles. Getting a white shirt job was as easy as joining their swinging circle. Few grease monkeys were ever approached with an invitation, but John was approached weekly, and that was all due to his sexy wife.

Georgette was a frequent visitor to the truck center. While out doing her shopping, if she were nearby at lunch time, she’d stop and buy her husband a hot fast-food meal, then join him for lunch. After she’d stop by, John knew a white shirt would soon be along to corner him with more inducements. John was more than willing to share his sexy wife, and had done so many times in the past, but Georgette would not even discuss becoming a swinger.
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Betty’s Animal Farm Part. 5

       Squeaking noises sounded as the adults started wrestling on top of the bed while the girls slept. Quiet laughing moans could be heard filtering from the girl’s room; they were both actively dreaming as they slept. Betty had slipped between Stacy’s open legs and was moving like she was having sex with her and both of them were mumbling and giggling as they slept.

Stacy asked, How did you find me in all this hot steamy foam Betty.”

I smelled your sweet pussy.” Betty sang and then added, I want to put my hard dick into your cunt.”

I really wish you could but I promised mommy I wouldn’t take my diapers off.” Stacy answered almost in tears as she stared at Betty’s huge dripping red cock and then energetically added, You have a doggy dick I can see your giant knot! I will suck it for you!”

You can suck it but I still want to put it in you.” She paused as she rubbed it and added, See how I have my dipies pulled to the side enough to get my cock out.”

Yea see my legging is a little loose too see.” Stacy eagerly pointed out as she opened her diapers enough to see her pussy.

Hold your leg just like that.” Betty ordered as she stepped in close.

It’s so hot.” Stacy gasped as Betty slipped her dick in and then warned, Don’t make me wet the bed.”

How can you wet the bed you have dipies on” Betty teased as she shoved her huge knot into Stacy’s womb.

Oh god Betty your sperm is so hot!” Stacy breathlessly gasped as her vaginal well filled with Betty’s hot sperm.

Oh that isn’t sperm I’m going potty!” Betty roared with laugher.

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Bastard Maker    My husband and I have endured numerous re-locations with his job. He opens new territories for his company. We have been married for sixteen years and have seven children; girl 2; girl 4; girl 6; boy, 8; boy 11; girl 13, boy 15. As you can see, they are evenly spaced.

Each was born in a different area of the country. In addition, each has a different father. My husband has good reason to doubt that any are his, though he has never confronted me with his suspicions.

The reason is simple. During our entire marriage, Mark has used condoms when we make love. For most of our marriage, I have had a lover on the side, at least one in every area we lived. I never ask my lovers to use protection. Mark is well aware that I take a lover. He doesn’t ask questions, and I offer no answers. Cheating is something I do, and he has learned to live with my infidelity and accept the consequences as a fact of life. I adore being pregnant, especially by another man’s child.

I get a rush by handing my husband the newborn child, christened after the real father, my current lover, a name well-known to my husband and kids.

Aside from that, we have a loving relationship and enjoy having a big family. He makes good money. We do many things together.

The children are good kids. Everything is fine so long as I can sneak away from time to time and fuck my brains out. Extra-marital sex is my pressure relief valve. An adulterous pregnancy is a fringe benefit.

When we moved to Houston, I immediately began prowling the area for a potential lover and father for our eighth child. I prefer married professionals who can treat me right and have more to lose than me if they start trouble or want to get serious. It took four months, but I finally found him in one of Mark’s coworkers, a man named Brian. I try to avoid men who know Mark, and I’d always made it a rule never to go after a company man. Brian was just too damned perfect. Besides being brutally handsome, he is bright, witty, cultured, and well-hung. Those combinations I can not resist.

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 Bandit’s knot for me.

   Let me tell you about myself right off. My name is Daisy. (my dad says it’s because I reminded him a flower when I was born) I’m not to hip on it, but, what are ya gonna do Mid twenties (+-) and out on my own since college. 5′ 7”, 130 pounds, light brown hair, 36C, 26, 36. I’m doing OK in the looks department. Bi, so is my ‘boy’friend, Alex. Lately, though, he seemed to like the dick more than he liked me. There ya have it.

I met my friend, Susan, when I was in college. She always had her own place, while I was in the dorm. Her and I had hooked up on many occasions when the pickin’s weren’t so hot on the local scene. She had the sweetest tasting pussy.

She had always talked about getting a dog as she had had one growing up. I didn’t know poop from dogs and was a little interested as it seemed to be always on her mind. I like animals, but was never able to have one. We would talk, and I would find things out about raising them from pups, how to make them obey commands and what-not. During our senior year, Susan acquired a male Bull Mastiff/Great Dane mix as a pup, Bandit. Since I was around the house quit a bit, Bandit and I got to be pretty good friends. Susan taught me how to control him when we would go for walks, the commands she used, how the leash was a tool, along with gentle words to keep him calm. I was learning a lot with her guidance. As he grew up, I was amazed at his size.

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 Ballsie Fuckers

   Lucy said, “Honey, we have to talk. I did something pretty bizarre today, and it involves Sharon.”

“Something bizarre that involves Sharon? What did you do, make her Barbie Dolls anatomically correct?”

“Very funny. I wish it were that mild; besides, Sharon hasn’t played with Barbie dolls in years. Wayne, you’d better sit down and get a grip.”

Wayne sat at the table with his wife, Lucy, his face now taking on a serious countenance. “What is it, Lucy?”

Lucy took a deep breath, then said, “I jerked a man off in Sharon’s vagina.”

Wayne shot up from his chair, standing over Lucy. He shouted, “You did what?”

“It’s true, Wayne, but it’s not as bad as it sounds.”

Wayne took a deep breath and said, “If it’s not as bad as it sounds, I gotta hear this.”

Wayne retook his seat. Lucy sat up straight and said. “I took her for her first pelvic exam.”

“Oh no, Lucy. You didn’t take her to that quack twat doctor of yours, did you?”

“He’s not a quack. He’s a real doctor, and he’s my doctor. Why wouldn’t I take her to him?”

“Because she needs a real pelvic exam, not a finger-fucking, tittie-nibbling, clit-sucking game of Doctor and Nurse.”

“She got a real exam.”

“And a twat full of sperm, evidently.”

“All right, but that was partly my fault. I got caught up in what he was doing to her. Sharon was turned on like no thirteen-year- old girl ever was. Before I realized it, Dr. Langdon was stroking his naked cock and moving between her legs. The next thing I know, I’ve got him by the cock and I’m stroking it for him. The rest is history. It just sorta happened.”

“It just sorta happened? You never told me you were in the habit of playing with the doctor’s cock. You’ve been having an affair with him, too, haven’t you? He’s your god damn steady lover, isn’t he?”

“No he’s not. I don’t have a steady lover and don’t want one. The main reason I sleep around is for the variety. This was the first time he ever exposed himself. All I ever did with Dr. Langdon was lie still and let him get me off. That’s all he ever tried to do. I’ll tell you this much, though, if I’d ever seen his cock, I’d have begged him to fuck me. Furthermore, if he pulls that cock out on my next visit, I’m leaving that office with a messy pussy.”

“Is that supposed to be a threat?”

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April. Chapter one.

   Her first conscious thought was, I’m awake. She hadn’t opened her eyes just yet, but was aware of sounds and that she was cold. The second conscious thought was that she had a Blacksmith using the inside of her head as an anvil and was hitting a particularly hard piece of metal with a four-pound lump hammer.

She groaned and cursed red wine. She always got a hangover after drinking red wine and reminded herself of the often-made promise to stick to the voddy.

April then realised that she was naked. Not an unusual condition in the mornings, but along with her nakedness was a realisation that she wasn’t in her own bed. In fact, she wasn’t in a bed, but on the floor with some kind of fur rug under her. She unlocked her eyelids and was immediately sorry she did. The Blacksmith really began to go at the anvil inside her cranium. She closed her eyes again and groaned once more. But, not before they registered that she was in fact, lying on a sheepskin rug, face down with her wrists tied together and attached to a radiator tail.

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 Alanna’s Story

    Realisation hit her like a well-aimed sledgehammer. She had been fucked by this horse, which even now was still calming down after losing what seemed like a gallon of horse cum into her stretched cunt. Alanna felt her inner walls start to contract and adopt the usual shape of her uterus instead of the expanded accommodating tunnel that had so recently been violated by the animal. The mounting bench that she had been placed and tied on was slick with the Animals seed. A pool of the milky white fluid had collected on the floor where it had gushed from her body and still trickled down the inside of her trembling legs…

As a sledgehammer has an after pain, she began to relive the events of the day and of the manner of her violation. The waves of thought crashed into her brain, as would the throb of agony after the initial blow from the tool.

Her mistake of taking the right fork in the road had led her to this. Trying to read a map and drive at the same time is not recommended, especially in the tight lanes of rural England. A snap decision to bear right at the junction seemed for a short while, to have been the right one. The road was well maintained, with clipped hedges lining the steep banks that were only relieved where a gate into fields coincided. But, then the hardtop suddenly ran out and the banks that had prevented her from seeing any more than the road, also stopped. The view that greeted Alanna through the screen was of a dirt track that bent around a low hill and disappeared.

She had thought to turn around in the field immediately in front of her. It would probably been okay, but she had not seen the cattle grid over the bonnet of her clapped out Ford Escort.

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 All Story from my friend

     Came across this site by accident! and have a real story to tell, I haven’t ever told anyone this. Never done this before so bear with me. This all happened a long time ago in the seventies, we were just 19 and had moved into a flat in London my girlfriend Pam worked for a record company and I worked at a printers, we were working hippies, and we both looked good, she was slim with long blond hair which had green and blue streaks in it, I had long black curly hair right down my back those were the days, we only had two rooms and slept on a mattress in the front room thinking we were cool,

We were looking after a friends dog for a while a mongrel a big powerful black dog, it was Saturday night and we were drinking and smoking substances as you did then, and we were daring each other to do stupid things you know the sort of thing stand naked in the widow for five seconds, we were naked on the mattress when the dog came over and sniffed between her legs, I laughed and dared her to touch his cock she said no, but I said a dare is a dare and I wont tell anyone.

Well I knew she had a thing about dogs she had told me a story about when she was thirteen and was baby sitting for a couple, they had a dog and it would not leave her alone it kept trying to hump her she had to get behind a chair at one point, anyway she bathed the child and put it to bed and then decided to have a bath she came into the front room in a dressing gown to dry her hair by the fire and the dog

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All Over Red Rover

In the past, Peter_Pan has steadfastly refused to encroach on the subject of bestiality. It is a genre I personally find without any sexual merit, implicitly droll as well as being completely demeaning to the female fraternity.

Having said that however, a chance conversation with a young lady this week and I stress, she is a teenage girl of impeccable pedigree and diligence, fully catalysed my thoughts on this arguably sordid topic.

Her experience, recounted with neither regret nor embarrassment fully shocked me, but at the same time opened my eyes to the possibility that such an eventuality, whilst hardly a domestic ritual may perhaps occur with a greater frequency than we are led to believe.

    This is Sophie’s story.

Like millions of young girls worldwide, the last thing Sophie felt like doing was getting out of bed – let alone going to school. Bed was safety, comfort, warmth – the surrogate womb if you will. It was a place to dream of growing-up, of future romance and of late, somewhere to caress her developing body with not a little TLC. At fifteen now, masturbation had become as frequent an event in her life as flossing those pretty teeth.

If there is anything measurably sexier than a cute young schoolgirl first thing in the morning winging her way to the bathroom just moments after she’s woken up, I can’t immediately nominate it. Tousled hair flopping across her shoulders as she rubs the sleep from her eyes. Youthful figure barely concealed by that semi-transparent nightdress that seems to cling to everything it shouldn’t. And remember, I have three daughters!
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Air Conditioning Man Gets A Suprise.

   I stopped just before cumming, for fear of slipping in the tub and hurting myself. Stepping out of the shower after turning the water off and grabbed a towel, I began to dry myself off, my pussy growing wet as the rough fabric brushed by it. Wrapping it around me I walked to my room down the hall and smiled as I saw Bruzer there waiting for me. I scratched him behind the ears again as he wagged his tail happily. I had no fear of being naked around him, I had done it before without consequence and I didn’t think about it twice when I threw the towel on the bed. Dogs are renowned for sniffing crotches, I just wasn’t quick enough to pat his nose away when he began sniffing my pussy, His cold nose hit my burning and oh so sensitive clit and my knees went weak, I slapped him softly on the nose and he jerked back, offended. Sending him out of the room and throwing he door closed, yet not really caring that it was an inch short from closing, turning on some classic rock, I sat down on the floor, closed my eyes and began practicing the yoga I did before bed.

My finishing pose was one that involved me lying on my back, legs far apart. Queens: Champion was playing so I didn’t hear the door open. To finish the pose, I raised my hips high in the air; a slight smile came to my face as the thought of how my boyfriend loved this position crept into my mind. Just as I ran the memory of how on his last night here he had eaten me out like this, and how I had had one of the best orgasms of my life, I felt something wet sniffing my pussy. Startled I opened my eyes just as Bruzer’s pink, long tongue took its first swipe, starting at my ass and ending at my clit. I couldn’t help but shudder and moan. Bruzer figured that he could get more of the sweet juice that had flown from my cunt if he repeated it, and before I could stop him he was licking my pussy better than any men in my life have ever done. My eyes closed as I concentrated on the tight coil of tension that was building up within me. I couldn’t help but feel a little ashamed as I let him continue.

Growing up in a strict catholic house had taught me all about the dangers of sin and hell. I went with my more primal human instincts though and pressed my hips forward with a long sensual moan as he began to stick his tongue into my tight cunt hole. Discarding my mothers metaphysical speeches that had begun to play in my mind, I began thrusting my hips against his tongue, one of my hands reached down to my clit, and within a few strokes I was cumming hard, my hips convulsing and Bruzers name being moaned out on my lips. I lay down on the ground, Bruzer didn’t stop though, he kindly began to clean up all of the juice that was flowing from my cunt. Within a few moments, he was able to bring me into a wave of smaller, yet still satisfying orgasms. I finally regained enough breath to tell him to stop and sit.
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 A Special Week End

  For those of You that do not know me, i am a slave to my Master & Mistress. About a year ago, i had submitted to k9 love for the first time at the age of 40. my only regret is that i had not tried it earlier. That story has already been published & i hope Ms Laurel sees fit to include this story and a previous one as well.

i was extremely excited. Master was going to take me back to John’s place in Pennsylvania where He had raised 3 great danes for the express purpose of fucking women. All 3 dogs, their cock sizes ranging from 9 to 13 inches, had already used both linda and i. linda, His sub, had promised me that she was going to show me sometime extremely kinky. i could not imagine what it might be, considering the animals had already used all three of our holes.

i was especially excited because a dear friend, rieta was going to join us as well. Mistress had work that weekend so She could not come with us. rieta and i were going to ride to Pa. With Master. we were placed in the back seat, nude, except for the long coats that we wore. Normally Master would have diapered us both to cut down on the stops that we had to make, but He likes us to flash at the rest stops and along the highway. Not wanting to disappoint Him, we did as He liked and He was pleased at the results.

Finally we got to Pa., but not until the car had started to smell of both rieta and i constantly cumming from playing with each other’s pussies. Once there, we saw linda come running up to meet us, stark naked. we left our coats on the seat and met her naked as well. we all hugged each other, standing there in the cold, nude, and kissing and playing with each other’s bodies. Finally the 2 masters attached leashes to our collars and brought us inside.

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