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It all happened because of an E-mail that Ellen received.
Everybody's heard of people that send porno pictures in e-mails to everybody
they can think of? When Ellen, a 28 year old private teacher who had been
divorced (no kids, fortunately) two years ago, read and saw that one special
picture, it changed her whole life. It contained a grainy photo of a woman being
mounted by a large German shepherd. Ellen had never even heard of bestiality,
but what she saw was more than intriguing.
Within days Ellen was hooked to bestiality on the web. She subscribed to
every zoophile site she could find, nearly maxing out her credit cards
purchasing bestiality videos (soon having to cancel them after someone got her
Visa number off the Internet). Although she viewed all manners of animals to
copulate with, she was most intrigued by women having sex with dogs. Ellen
always loved dogs. She always wanted one as a pet, but never had the chance to
own one.
An amateur artist as well as a teacher, Ellen spent all of her days (a
substantial settlement from her husband all but eliminated financial concerns
for her) drawing sketches of women with dogs, and she resorted to peeling all
the labels off her animal videos so she could never know what she was watching.
Despite all her fantasies, Ellen had never had the chance to make love to a
dog until her neighbor, who had to leave town for a family reunion came with
something of a dilemma.
I just completely forgot about it, Michelle Smith explained with
some embarrassment. I set up the appointment to have Mikey fixed the two
days before I get back, and I don't trust the kennels not to get things mixed
up. I don't know how you feel about dogs, but it would be such a relief if you
could watch him far a week.
Are you kidding? I love dogs, Ellen agreed, hoping her excitement
didn't show. Her next session of classes would start for two more weeks, giving
her ample time to try what she had been wanting all of her life, it seemed.
Mikey was a six-year old, golden-brown husky, and quite big at nearly 130
pounds. Like all huskies, he was, Michelle assured her, very friendly, house
trained and very smart. Ellen was horribly nervous when he was brought over.
Would he be at all willing? Would he like her? What if her neighbors found out
if she did succeed? All her fears and doubts were put at ease, fortunately, when
they met. He immediately hopped up and started licking her face as though they
were good friends. Michelle gave her instructions, feed him twice a day, make
sure he walks at least two miles every day. Ellen had also brought over a supply
of his food, dog shampoo, brush and his favorite chew toys.
And finally Ellen was alone in her house with a big beautiful dog that she
wanted to fuck, and suddenly she realized she had no idea where to begin. She
tried to think. How did all her videos start out? They were all staged, she
knew, a model or actress brought into a studio with a dog who had been picked
out ahead of time, and had probably been fluffed before filming
started. Most of the stories she read were about women being raped by dogs, or
discovering a canine lover by accident (Ellen's favorites were where very young
girls had their first sexual experience with a dog).
Well, she said, half to herself and half to Mikey. Let me
find out how it's done. Ellen got undressed (the best way to view online
porn is in the nude) and logged on to one of her favorite sex guides and began
reading. While she sat at her computer, Mikey sat down next to her, his tail
thumping against the floor. He was looking up at her, Ellen saw, almost as if he
had something to say or ask.
I'm trying to find out how to have sex with a dog. Got any ideas?
she asked rhetorically. Everything there only told her how to get down to
business, but didn't say anything about how to get started. Ellen's hand felt
wet, and she realized she had actually started masturbating! She licked her
juices off her fingers, and then an idea hit her.
Didn't a lot of those stories say that a dog would get aroused at the smell
of a woman's sex? Ellen thought that one over. Dogs have a very keen sense of
smell, and the scent of a woman aroused couldn't be that different from a bitch
in heat, could it?
OK. Let's find out, Ellen said. She logged off the computer,
opened her legs and started to masturbate. With one hand she squeezed her
nipples, dipping two fingers of her other deep into her moist vagina to moisten
her labia. Looking down at Mikey as she pleasured herself, she could see him
still sitting as before, but seemed to be showing some definite interest in what
she was doing. When Ellen decided she was wet enough, she moistened her fingers
in her own juices and brought them to his face to gauge his reaction.
Immediately he licked greedily at her fingers, and several times she returned
her hand to her pussy for more.
I can see you like the taste of my pussy. And with that, Ellen
knew, her wildest fantasy was under way.
She pivoted her chair so her now very wet pussy was only inches from his
face. Sure enough Mikey stood on all fours, sniffed briefly at her crotch.
And Ellen was suddenly in heaven as his long, rough tongue slurped deep
within her. The tip actually brushing at her cervix and caressing her g-spot,
clit and labia as it withdrew, only to plunge in again and again and
OH GOD! Ellen climaxed in the most intense orgasm of her life as
her whole body tensed in spasms of pure ecstasy. One wave of pleasure after
another washed over her, then another and another. It was nearly a minute before
Ellen dimly realized she was having her first multiple orgasm, and nearly two
minutes later, finally, regretfully it subsided.
She fell gracelessly from her chair as a final shudder ran through her, and
for several minutes she lay there on the floor, panting. When she finally came
to her senses, she sat up and wrapped her arms around his neck.
That was wonderful, Mikey!' she whispered. Thank you so
much. Mikey even was hugging her back, pushing his chest gently but firmly
against her. Ellen let go of her new lover, but he was still pushing up against
her. Hmm. Do you want some too? She looked between his hind legs and
just as she hoped, his erection was fully out of its sheath.
Ellen stood up-somewhat unsteady- deciding she wanted to continue in her
bedroom. With his erection, Mikey had difficulty walking straight, but Ellen's
bedroom wasn't that far away, and the nude woman backing away in front of Mikey
was more than enough incentive. She led the dog into her room and made him hop
up on the bed next to her.
All right, honey, she whispered as she began to scratch near his
hind quarters. Let's see what you got. One hand rubbed against his
belly, starting from his chest toward his hind legs, until she tentatively
touched what she wanted...
Mikey's penis was a dark red, almost purple, nine inches long and just over
an inch thick. The knot at the base was slightly smaller than her fist, almost
to her disappointment. Ellen bent her head down, grasping the penis in her hand
and tentatively touched her tongue to it. It was wet and salty with pre-cum, not
unlike a man's sperm. She took the pointed head in her mouth, sucking inch by
inch until her lips met the swelling of his knot, her head bobbing up and down
until he started trying to hump her mouth.
Do you want to fuck me? Ellen turned around on all fours, facing
away. Mikey needed no encouragement. On his hind legs, forelegs wrapped around
her waist, and with a gentleness remarkable in a dog his size, slowly began to
push himself into the woman's vagina...
And with a moan of anguished pleasure, Ellen slowly pushed her hips back
against him, until her labia met his rounded knot. Mikey pulled out almost
completely and entered again. He paused a moment, his legs shifting his weight,
and began to fuck his new bitch in earnest.
Mikey was a heavy dog, and each rapid hump jarred Ellen's body, her teeth
clicking together with the impact. It was all she could do to maintain her
balance on all fours while he serviced her. The pointed tip of his prick pushed
into her cervix. Soon Ellen felt her second climax begin to grow, and she came
so hard she thought she might have fainted and he was still going at at when a
sudden stretching in her slit caught her attention.
His knot had entered her, and by the sensation, it was actually growing
larger. It did hurt a little but it felt so wonderful Ellen began to come again.
This time, Mikey joined her. For a moment his frantic motions stopped, and with
a whine, he released his seed into the woman's womb, each squirt of warm semen
coinciding with Ellen's orgasmic spasms.
With a final tired whine, Mikey went limp, Ellen's arms and legs collapsing
from both his weight and sheer fatigue of fulfilling her fantasy. For a time
they rested together, Ellen basking in her post-orgasm glow and the intimate,
furry pressure of his weight on top of her. Finally his knot shrank enough to
pull out, and the two lovers curled up together and fell asleep.
They awoke a few hours later and made love again in the darkness. They spent
the bulk of the nest two weeks exploring each other, making love constantly,
until, with great sadness, Ellen took Mikey to the vet.
Are you all right miss? the receptionist asked. You look a
little green.
I'm okay, Ellen replied, then ran for the bathroom and threw up.
Something I ate?
But her nausea continued for days after Michelle took Mikey home accompanied
by a tearful good-bye from Ellen. Finally she bought a home pregnancy test. The
result was positive.
I'm going to have Mikey's baby. It came with both shock and joy.
She had loved Mikey more than her ex-husband, and as the surprise wore off, it
became the most wonderful thing in her life. After a week, the nausea stopped,
and Ellen could not stop eating. She took a leave of absence from the school and
started buying new maternity clothes and had to pee constantly. Her breasts were
soon heavy with milk.
Six months later Ellen was starting the exercises she'd found to keep in
shape when the fetus kicked her. That was nothing new by now- Ellen loved
stroking her belly while she felt the baby move inside of her- but the kick was
followed by a painful rumbling in her vagina. A few minutes later, another
followed.
I'm going into labor! It was both a statement and a question. She
had only been pregnant six months; while humans were supposed to carry for
nine... and Ellen didn't know how long dogs were...
By the time the third contraction hit, she knew that she was committed. She
quickly undressed and lay down in the bathtub, fighting the urge to push for an
hour until she was sure her cervix was fully dilated. Finally she began to push.
It was painful, but not nearly as much as she'd feared, because canine infants
are much smaller than human. Twenty minutes later, Ellen held a single newborn
male puppy in her arms, wrapped in a warm towel while she fed it her own natural
milk.
Over the next two years, Ellen raised Sugar as her own. At his full-grown
size, he weighed nearly 160 pounds, with the same light brown fur and dark,
expressive eyes of his father. He was very smart, also, having inherited it
genetically from both parents (if proper tests were ever taken Sugar would have
been measured roughly as intelligent as a six-year old human).
When the time came, Ellen decided she didn't have the heart to have her son
fixed, deciding to accept the consequences of his sexual maturity. She was not
surprised, soon after to find Sugar having difficulty walking straight, and
rubbing himself against whatever household object came near.
Sugar, stop! She ordered as he began to assert himself on her
leg. How could her own son feel sexually attracted to her, but as he stood
obediently in place, she could see he was in such discomfort from his erection
and Ellen couldn't stand to see him in pain.
Sugar, go to my room! And he immediately bounded off as fast as
he could. Ellen undressed herself and joined him on the bed. I want you
to lick me, Sugar, she said, her voice trembling as she laid back and
guided his nose between her legs. His tongue lapped at her juices and almost
immediately Ellen was in heaven. She had forgotten what it meant to be licked
down there by a dog, and it felt so wonderful as she climaxed violently,
writhing on the bed under her son's attention.
I don't care if you are my son, she thought aloud as she sat up
to attend to him. Then she nearly fainted.
Although Ellen didn't know it, the men in her family were well hung, and her
son inherited those genes as well. Sugar's penis was just under thirteen inches
long and two inches wide where it swelled into a knot the size of a softball.
All right, honey, just come to mama... Ellen decided to stay on
her back with him on top of her so she could have better control. With one hand
she guided the tip of Sugar's penis into her slit, rubbing it up and down her
wet, puffy lips she they could get a feel for each other. Slowly she arched up
against his cock, letting him slip in an inch at a time until he learned what to
do and began to hump his mother on his own.
Within a few moments, Ellen actually had his entire length impaling her,
using one hand to hold the knot outside her pussy while the other hand
alternated between stroking her breasts, and reaching up to stroke and encourage
her son. Soon her orgasm began to build within her, spurred on by the largest
cock she had even taken within her...
Her orgasm hit like a brick wall, her body thrashing and writhing wildly, no
longer in control of itself. As one orgasmic spasm after another ran through,
the hand holding the knot away lost its grip.
She was only dimly aware of her cunt lips being stretched as it slipped
inside, but Ellen was beyond caring. Her legs wrapped around Sugar's hind
quarters, holding mother and son together, and Ellen's last lucid thought was
when her orgasm would end...
Then she woke up to her son's high-pitched whining as he emptied his seed
into his mother's womb, and finally collapsed on top of her. I love you,
Sugar... Ellen whispered into his ear as she sobbed in a joy she had never
felt before. He rubbed his cheek against hers as if to say, I love you
too, mom...
Then mother and son kissed, having no other way to share and express their
love at that moment. Passionately, gently sucking and chewing each other's
tongue while they're lips met.
Together, Ellen and her two-year-old husky son made love for hours into the
night. They finally collapsed together at dawn, in the same missionary position
as their first time together, content with each other's loving touch and warmth
Before finally falling asleep, Ellen wondered if Sugar might want a little
brother or sister. In the future, maybe? But for now Ellen was happy with her
new family.
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