I was sixteen when I first considered the idea of fooling around with an animal.
My parents allowed me to earn some spending money by babysitting. A neighbor's
Labrador first stirred my interest.
It was common for me to baby-sit kids who had to be in bed by seven or eight
o'clock. Then, I watched TV, did homework or read until their parents got home.
At that age, my friends and I loved clothes, and because I have this generally
curious nature, I also checked out what kind of lingerie the mom had. It's
pretty interesting what one finds in lingerie drawers. Maybe I will tell you
about it sometime.
My experience with animals started very unexpectedly and my curiosity built
over a period of time. The first thing I can recall was that like most dogs,
Barclay, loved to shove his nose in my crotch as he did most women. I remember
seeing him doing it to Mrs. Reese [not her real name] several times. He did it
to me it seemed every time I would come over to baby-sit or visit.
From that point, the next thing I remember were the times I fell asleep on
the couch and woke up to Barclay's inquisitive nose. That is, I used to sit with
my legs folded - they used to call it Indian style - to hold my
books. And, I just found that position comfortable. Barclay would either try to
bury his nose in the crotch of my panties or I woke up several times to find him
eagerly licking me. I of course was a bit embarrassed when he would do this.
Barclay loved attention and other times laid his head in my lap as I petted him
for hours.
I babysat the Reese's children and put up with Barclay's antics for several
years. Then one night when I was almost seventeen I found myself a bit horny
just prior to my period. I had never had sex. The kissing and stuff I had done
with my boyfriends had only gotten me a bit excited. Tonight, my pussy was
driving me crazy. I had learned from reading, and a girlfriend, about
masturbating and had come to quite enjoy it. I started having periods when I was
fourteen. Call me a late bloomer, but my breasts had started growing a year or
so prior to this. Enough said.
So, I was horny and even though the kids I was babysitting were in bed I went
to the bathroom to masturbate. I loved to rub myself through my favorite panties
until I orgasmed at least once. My panties were typically quite wet. My juices
were thicker than what my girlfriends described theirs. So, I had no problem
enjoying the warmth of my juices that collected in the crotch of my panties.
These were the juices that worked their way through, and coated my fingers. I
loved feeling this wetness in my panties. I came to find it quite erotic to wear
my wet panties. I didn't understand why some girls felt so compelled to clean up
so quickly. Also, my juices did not seem to be as fragrant as others must be. I
was lucky in this way, given I loved being wet. That too is another subject of
interest for some other time.
Tonight, I returned to the couch and Barclay would not leave me alone. He
kept putting his paws up on me and licking my face. I had seen is penis start to
protrude many times before, but tonight it was poking out several inches. I felt
somewhat sorry for him because I knew he was probably like this because of me. I
was still a bit horny and maybe that's what prompted me to touch and stroke him.
I had only by mistake brushed a boyfriend or two's hard on through
their jeans. So, I got down on the floor with Barclay and reached under him. I
pushed his head away to avoid his persistent licking. I grabbed hold of his
penis. It was very warm and slightly wet. I began to softly stroke my hand up
and down his long shaft. It was pointed. Unlike the pictures I had seen of a
man's penis. He enjoyed my attention and began to hump in motion with my hand.
Clear fluid seeped out of the end for a long time. I stroked him, squeezing his
growing shaft from time to time. This seemed like more than twenty minutes. I
was fascinated by how erotic this was. I was thoroughly lost in just watching
his penis slide through my hand. Then, for the first time I saw his knot grow at
the base of his shaft. His penis seemed to grow slightly larger too. His shaft
was now at least as wide as a roll of half-dollars! And his knot grew to the
size of a granny smith baking apple. All this time he was seeping somewhat
clear, slimy fluid. He then started to buck and hump more intently. And, all of
a sudden he began to cum. He became rock hard and almost stopped his humping.
Almost a quarter cup of milky white semen jetted out of his quivering pinkness.
As soon as this stopped flowing, Barclay looked at me and pulled away. He curled
up on the floor not more than two feet away and started licking himself. I of
course, went to get some paper towels to clean up the hardwood floor and my
hands.
It was erotic! Watching his large, firm penis sliding in my hand. His fluids
lubricating my fingers and feeling so warm. I think because I was so fascinated
I had not noticed how horny my pussy felt. It was engorged and wet, pulsating. I
could feel that my swollen pussy lips and see them pushing at my panties. I also
felt little twitches inside me. I knew these to be my pussy muscles pushing my
juices out from inside me.
That evening I thought about learning to give a blowjob. I had heard others
describe how, but had never wanted to before. And I do have to admit, I did
think about what it might be like to have Barclay teach me what it would feel
like to have a penis inside me.
I found that I was not in the least ashamed of these thoughts. In fact, they
kept me horny for quite awhile.
Part II
The last couple times I babysat the Reese's kids I could not wait for them to
head off to bed. That was when Barclay, their Labrador, and I could play around.
A month or so ago I was curious (and horny) enough to get myself to touch
Barclay. And so I have been masturbating him at least three times a month.
I told you once that unlike many other women, I love it when my panties are
wet. This had given me another avenue to further this enjoyment. The last two
times I masturbated Barclay I had taken off my panties. I folded them over so
that only the cotton crotch was exposed. And, as I masturbated Barclay's huge
penis I let his juices drip onto them. I also learned that if I wrapped my
panties somewhat in paper towels I could further keep the rest of the panty from
getting all wet. The paper towels also helped soak up a bit of his extra
moisture and concentrate this where I wanted it most.
I quickly found that my interest lay more in collecting his semen rather than
all the pre-cum. This was far stickier, though it seemed to dry up faster.
However, it seemed to return to its' slippery state if my juices helped add back
the moisture it needed. I loved how my panties would slide and coat my pussy
lips. And, with the right pair of panties, I could even feel them slide over my