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My friends call me Dee. I'm a young woman with milky white skin, average looks
and a slender but curvy body. My hair has a tint of auburn mixed in with the
blond. I am outgoing and enjoy my circle of friends very much. We are well
connected socially and go to many parties. I have a roommate named Beverly. She
is really nice, we mostly get along, but sometimes I wish I lived alone.
Especially now! It's been several weeks since I witnessed two women making love
to a dog at a party. Not everyone at the party knew this was going on, but I
bumped into this guy that convinced me to watch. He took me back to the pool
parlor and got me in the door. At first I thought it was gross, but as I watched
I was turned on by it. So much so, that I am desperately trying to do it myself.
There was something about the passion that this dog and these women exhibited
that is driving my lust for a good dog fuck? I am frantic to experience their
passion.
I have always been attracted to male dogs. They seem to like me. Sometimes if
I am in the park or outside they will just wander up for a hug and a good pet.
As a curious teenager, I would play with their penis if I had a chance. I liked
the feel of the sheath and the hardness inside as I stroked them. Several times
I was able to make them cum. I just never thought about making love to one of
them. But I do now! I am so horny with the thought; I can't get it out of my
mind. The overwhelming dream that I have while masturbating is looking between
my legs as I am on all fours under Sam and watching his cum and the blood from
my cherry mixing and oozing down my thighs. I masturbate in this position almost
every night.
I mentioned my roommate because she factors into the frustration I am having.
There is this wonderful jet-black dog that belongs to one of my neighbors. Like
I said, dogs search me out. Sam searches me out a lot. Every time I go out the
back door he is there. We have a good time together. I really enjoy a good mouth
kiss from him. He gives good French kisses. Since the party I have been trying
to mate with Sam. Every time I think that I have worked out a way for us to be
alone, my roommate shows up and ends our encounter.
After the party I began to think about this wonderful passion that occurred
between the dog and these women. I can only describe it as magical,
exhilarating, without boundaries, intense beyond imagination, totally
uninhibited where the women and the dog were fulfilling and fulfilled. It didn't
stop till they were completely spent. All the while the lovemaking was going on
there was total focus and no way to distract or deter them.
My relationship with Sam started awhile back. Like I said, dogs search me
out. Sam does especially. If I walk out the door, he is there in a matter of
moments. We kiss, pet and play together. Since the party, I am suddenly aware of
how much he nuzzles my breast and smells my crotch. Before I just played with
him. Now there is a sexual purpose to our encounters... Not just on my part, on
his too.
I used to push him away if he made much of an advance on my breast or crotch.
Now I allow him to get his tongue on my tits and on my crotch if we can be the
least bit private. I am so exhilarated and turned on by the thought of discovery
sometimes that I get risky in public. It's like not wanting to be discovered but
wanting to be caught so the secret is out and I don't have to pretend anymore. I
long for the day that I can have his cock buried inside me.
The other day Sam had his head stuck in my blouse licking my tits. I was
close to an orgasm when I spotted some people approaching down the sidewalk in
front of my house. I just couldn't stop myself and they got pretty close before
I orgasmed and pulled his head out of my blouse. Sam was so turned on, his cock
was out of its sheath and he was moaning and trying to mount me when they went
by. One in the group stared at us pretty hard. I think he had figured it out. I
was so full of lust for Sam I didn't care. I was beginning to experience the
single-minded focus that those women had.
So for Sam and myself we are beginning to gather that level of intensity in
our relationship. I was really happy about this turn of events. It didn't start
out this way, but now that we have tasted it, we want more of it. We just go at
each other every time we can be alone. Which now is defined as no one else in
the near vicinity. If Beverly leaves the room for a minute, I have Sam's head in
my blouse and I'm stroking his cock. We go at it till the very last minute
before she is back. If we don't mate soon, I don't know what I am going to do. I
may have to give up eating so I can kick Beverly out and still afford the house
so we can be together.
Since the party I started increasing the amount of time I spend with Sam. Our
sexual experience with each other grew out of our curiosity for one another. I
played with this sheath and he explored my crotch. I caressed his balls and he
discovered my breast. It started with touches and sniffs, and grew to stroking,
caressing and licking; and now to wanton sexual exploitation of each other's
bodies every time we see each other. I can't keep my hands off him. I feel just
like I did when I was a teenager with my first boyfriend.
We were at each other when we were together. We would sneak around playing
out our sexual curiosity. It stopped short of actual intercourse since we were
only 13 at the time. It was very hard to stop every time we got intense. After a
while my nipples stayed hard all the time from the built up sexual tension. I
finally gave in to masturbation to cool off. Man, I couldn't believe what I had
been missing. I've masturbated every day since then. I haven't given my cherry
to anyone, but I am going to give it to Sam. I can't wait!
On several occasions Beverly has returned home or back in the house
unexpectedly and nearly caught us in a passionate embrace. Either Sam has his
tongue in my shorts or I was bent over licking his cock when she came in the
house. I'm sure that every time we have these guilty looks on our face, hair a
mess, and sometimes Sam's erect cock is protruding from his sheath.
The other day I was lying on my back on the couch with Sam on top of me. We
had been going at it for a while and he was on me trying to shove his wonderful
cock in my pussy. I had my shorts pulled to the side and we were both
desperately trying to get it in when she came in the back door. All I could do
is let my hand go and start giggling like we were playing. Beverly came into the
den and looked at us suspiciously. Of course Sam's entire cock was bare. His
sheath was pulled back over his glorious knot. She asked what he was trying to
do to me and I played dumb. All of this foreplay and interrupted encounters has
us both worked into a passion-starved frenzy. We both need to complete our
sexual fantasies soon or we will bust.
Last week I thought that I had a plan that would put us together for several
hours without Beverly. We both left for work and she remarked that I didn't have
to pick her up because she was working overtime. That put my wheels to spinning
and by the time I got to work I had a plan. I left work at lunch, went home,
found Sam and put him in my yard so I was sure that he would be there when I got
home. I let him lick my wet crotch to reassure him that this was going to be the
day. I left work early to have more time with Sam.
I got home and let Sam follow me into my bedroom. I undressed for him and let
him caress and lick me as I got rid of my clothes. We were both working into a
pretty intense frenzy when I heard Beverly open the front door and enter the
kitchen. At that moment, Sam had his tongue buried in my pussy and I was on the
verge of the most intense orgasm that I had ever felt coming. The bedroom door
was open and I had to stop him and at least get the door closed. He mounted me
from the behind as I got off the bed and I had to drag him with me to the door.
I just got it closed when Beverly came down the hall...
It took me fifteen minutes to calm Sam down so I could get my clothes on.
Beverly came to the door twice asking if I was all right. Sam was whimpering
loudly and growling so much she wanted to know what was going on. She gave us
some strange looks when we came into the den. We just passed through and headed
out the back door.
I ran to the closest private space I could find, ducked into the trees and
let Sam ravage my pussy with his tongue. I took his swollen tool in my mouth and
gave him the first blowjob of his life. It was my first blowjob too, but I was
so horny and frustrated that I had to disappoint my lover again, I had to do
something. We were both a little more settled after this, but the intensity of
our desire for each other was higher than before and was driving us both crazy.
I had to come up with a new plan.
I thought of the garage. I had one. It was clean and I could leave the car
outside. I could get up in the middle of the night and sneak out to the garage
with Sam. This could work. So that night I set my vibrating watch alarm for 2
a.m.
I was so keyed up with excitement; it reminded me of being with my boyfriend.
We would sneak out and meet in a tree in my back yard at 2:30 in the morning. We
had some intense petting sessions in that tree. I came close to loosing my
virginity in that tree one night.
I didn't sleep much and was up before my alarm went off. I was sitting on the
edge of my bed looking at Sam through my bedroom window when the alarm went off
on my wrist. I checked on Beverly. She was fast asleep, so I crept out the back
door, and went to the garage, Sam following with his nose in my crotch. I had
stashed a blanket there. I got it out, lit a candle, and Sam and I started
kissing. It didn't take long for both of us to be really turned on. When I got
Sam in the garage his cock was already out of it's sheath and with a little
coaxing, he was fully erect and drooling with precum. My pussy was just as
turned on.
I got on all fours and turned my cunt into Sam's face. He licked greedily at
my wetness and mounted me. He felt so good on my back and my pussy was aching
for a doggie entry. Neither of us knew exactly what to do, but our out of
control lust for each other was driving us to get his cock inside me. He was
thrusting and I was trying to get my pussy in the right position. I found out
real quick that the easy hole for Sam to hit was my ass. So after a few jabs I
learned that I had to arch my back down at the waist to get my pussy up and my
ass out of the way.
I got this technique mastered and the glorious moment came. I arched my back
and guided his sheath into the opening in my pussy. I felt the end of his hot
cock search the entrance to my pussy. When Sam had the same sensation, I felt
his hips slide forward and his wonderful penis enter me. O the relief we both
had at that moment even through the pain of me giving my virginity to him. I
finally had his cock inside me. It felt so good as the pain wore off. Not as
painful as I had imagined. I guess my lust was overshadowing it.
But then our pleasure came to another crashing halt. Sam hadn't thrust
himself into to me more than two minutes when the back door opened and I heard
Beverly calling my name. The garage was dark, so she didn't know where I was. I
had to get Sam off of me quickly, blow out the candle and sneak out through the
garage window and come around the garage from the back. I was out of breath and
Sam had his nose in my ass as I rounded the garage. I made an excuse that I had
heard something and we went back into the house. I had to leave my poor lover on
the porch whimpering.
Beverly said that I was going to have to do something about that dog; he
always seemed to have his nose in my crotch. I told her that I didn't mind; she
smiled and went back to bed.
I went into the bathroom and cried silently for a while. I discovered that I
was bleeding down my legs from giving up my virginity. What I had been dreaming
to see for weeks was his cum mixed with my lost virginity running down my legs
as I supported him on all fours. That would have been the ultimate sensation.
Needless to say, I was disappointed that I lost it this way and didn't sleep
hardly at all and Sam kept whimpering at the open window to my bedroom making
matters worse.
The next afternoon, I came home from work, put on one of my tennis skirts, no
panties and took off for a jog with Sam. We explored several wooded areas and I
found one that we could use at night, but not during the day. There was a tree
house and several small kid clubhouses made from scrap lumber inside the woods.
They were full of kids, but I knew they would be vacant after dark. We found a
quiet area and I let Sam devour my pussy. He got so excited that he put his paws
on my shoulders and was trying to shove his cock in my body, somehow. I grabbed
his sheath and stroked him to an orgasm. I had doggie cum all over the front of
my tennis skirt.
We came back after dinner around 9:00 p.m. Sam and I had teased each other
all the way to the woods. He was sticking his nose in my crotch and I would
stroke his penis when he put his paws on my shoulders. By the time we got there
we were already turned on. We inspected the clubhouses and found one that had a
carpeted floor. It was quite cozy inside. I lit my candle and we went directly
into a passionate round of kissing and caressing each other.
It wasn't long before I had my back arched and was guiding his penis to my
pussy as before. It felt so, so good when his cock entered me. I had been
dreaming all day about this moment. Sam was stroking in and out of me with
intensity and I was changing my position letting the feel of his wonderful cock
embrace different spots inside my vagina.
This was going to be it. We were finally alone! We could enjoy each other to
the fullest. I was anticipating being tied to him. I so wanted his cum driven in
me by his mighty blast. I wanted to feel the same ecstasy that I saw on these
women's faces as their dog lover shot them full of cum.
We were getting into a glorious rhythm. I was ecstatic with the feel of him
inside me when I heard voices coming into the woods. Ooo, if they could wait
five more minutes. We were so, so close. I had to scramble fast, pull Sam out,
get him off me and blow out the candle just in time for them not to discover us.
Sam and I sat inside the club house cooling down in frustration while a young
couple came into the clearing surrounding the houses and started necking and
fondling each other. It wasn't long before their clothes started coming off.
They were getting pretty intense when the girl said they had to find some
shelter. Luckily, there was a clubhouse close to them and they went inside it
rather than the one we were in. Watching this was driving me crazy. After a few
minutes I could hear moaning.
Sam and I slipped out and headed down a path with Sam's nose firmly buried in
my crotch. I found a grassy area and got on all fours. There was no way that I
was going home without getting Sam's cum blast in my pussy. We had enough
privacy to finish what we started but not to enjoy each other the way I had
planned. This was now going to have to be a quickie.
Sam mounted me and we went at each other with fury. I did every thing I knew
to do to bury his cock deep inside me and he was pounding as hard as he knew
how. It certainly wasn't the dream I had, but screw it I had to have his cock.
We pounded at each other for several minutes before I felt Sam tense his muscles
and drive hard. I pushed back just as I felt the first blast of cum shot from
the tip of his penis. On the second or third blast I came hard. At that moment I
realized how hot his cum was. I was feeling the glow of my own orgasm and the
warmness in my vagina from his cum.
Sam was trying to push his knot inside me. Oh, how I wanted it inside and
feel it swell, locking us together. But I couldn't risk it. We walked home with
his cum dripping down my legs into my tennis shoes. It wasn't the ecstasy I had
dreamed of, but it served its purpose. At least I would be able to sleep. We
still needed privacy to fulfill our fantasies.
The next night I awoke at 2:30 am and slipped out of the house to the garage.
Sam and I went at each other aggressively. We were afraid of Beverly walking in
on us again that we didn't take our time. Once we started fucking it seemed like
there was so much built up sexual tension between us that we had to fuck and
fuck and fuck just to get it out of our system before we could really enjoy each
other. I have never experienced such a sexual lust that I have for Sam. We made
continuous love to each other for over an hour. I mean we both had orgasm after
orgasm and we didn't stop pounding on each other. There were no rest periods,
pounding from one orgasm to the next without stopping.
Finally we both came together and just collapsed on the floor of the garage.
We never locked. Our sexual tension was gone but our fantasies still remained
unfulfilled. I needed complete privacy for at least one night so that I could
become Sam's bitch. My pussy still yearned for Sam. The intense wanton feeling
for him to pound me full of his cock and then drive his knot inside me,
consummating me as his bitch, was still overwhelming.
The next day Beverly gave me the best news that I could wish for. She was
going away for the weekend. It couldn't have come at a better time. She was
leaving Friday and wouldn't be back until Monday.
On Friday, it was all I could do to stay at work. I did go home at lunch and
find Sam. I brought him home and we petted heavily before I had to return to
work. At 5:00 I blasted out the door and went straight home. Sam was in the back
yard waiting for me. We went in and straight to my bedroom. I undressed for him
and he licked me as I removed my clothes. I got my skirt off first. Sam had his
head in my blouse searching for my breast. My nipples were like rock hard bumps
when I got my blouse off. Sam has this way of getting his tongue down in my bra
and licking my entire breast with one long slurp. My body shuddered with delight
as his glorious tongue moved over my flesh awakening every pore in my skin. Not
only did my nipples get hard, but the small bumps around the edges of my areola
got erect too. You can see every one of them through my bra. I just stared at
them in the mirror in total bliss. He made several passes at each of them.
I got so weak in the knees that I had to lay down on the bed. This was
finally our moment. After the lustful sex we had several nights ago, we were
more relaxed but the burning passion was still driving us. This was a long and
wonderful evening of passionate lovemaking. I finally consummated with my lover.
I have stared for so long at his blue knot that my groin ached for the need
to have it buried deep inside me. As I lay on the bed Sam came over me. We
kissed for a few minutes before Sam slipped down and began to lick my wet pussy
through my panties. I slid them aside for him. His tongue immediately slipped
deep inside me. I responded by raising my hips to his face so that more of his
tongue could find it's way into my being. I rocked my hips as he made tongue
love to my canal. As I approached orgasm I pulled away and went after his cock.
I took it in my mouth and stroked slowly savoring the taste of him. His precum
started lubricating my mouth and our pleasure increased with every spurt. My
taste buds were in overdrive from the taste of his skin and the taste of his
precum. My tits were soaked with precum that drooled from my mouth. I got him
close to orgasm and stopped. I wanted his first blast in my cunt. He licked the
precum from my breast as we both let our pre-orgasm sensations subside.
I kissed him again and rolled over underneath him. I arched my back as I rose
to my knees to meet his penis. I felt his hair on my back and slipped rearward
to mate with him. His hair grazing across my ass raised goose pimples on my
skin. My goose pimples seemed to explode as I felt the head of his penis
searching the entrance to my pussy. He entered me by planting the first three
inches of his cock inside my canal and then slid his hips forward slowly shoving
the rest of his cock in my pussy. It felt so, so, so, good to feel him inside
me. We both stroked slowly at each other. There was finally no reason to hurry.
I moved into him slipping his knot inside me. Man did it feel good slipping
in and out of my canal. We continued our slow motion love making for quite a
while riding the wave of growing passion for each other. As we fed each other
our lust I could feel my focus narrowing. I was beginning to only be conscious
of his cock. Nothing could take my attention away from making love to him and
being loved by him.
Finally I had to have his knot. So I moved into him and pushed his knot
inside me. I kept it buried inside me feeling it swell until it wouldn't come
out any longer. I was so satisfied that I could lock with him I almost had my
orgasm right then and there. I moved back and forth feeling his orange sized
knot slide up and down the length of my vagina. Every time it crossed over my
g-spot I shuddered in ecstasy. Sam was panting heavily.
I turned my head and took his tongue in my mouth, stroking and caressing it.
Then I kissed his face. At his initiation, we started picking up the pace.
Building, building and building speed. We were like two hammers going at each
other.
Then I felt the first wonderful shot of cum. I had my own orgasm and shot my
own cum on his tool. We both kept pounding as we shot our loads. Only when we
were shooting dry did we slow our pace. I tightened my muscles clamping down on
his knot and was rewarded by another load of his sweet cum. He moaned in delight
with every shot. I looked between my legs and saw a wonderful stream on blood
and cum oozing down my thighs. I had another earth shattering orgasm as my
ultimate wish came true... I guess his knot took the rest of my virginity.
I was so, so happy and satisfied. I now knew how those women felt that night.
The world could have crashed around us and it wouldn't have mattered. We would
have kept making love to each other. How satisfying this had been for both of
us. I licked him clean and we lay together on my bed for a long time. This is
the best I had felt in my whole life. So, so fulfilled.
The next three days were continuous repeats of this first time. We made
passionate love to each other resting and playing in between. It was our
honeymoon. Every sexual encounter was a learning experience. We learned how to
be more satisfying to each other. I couldn't have been more satisfied with Sam.
Beverly came home on Monday and our lovemaking had to go underground again.
The best times we had were in the middle of the night in the garage by
candlelight. Sam stayed in my yard almost continuously. His owner was beginning
to be concerned, but I said that I really didn't mind having him stay. He was a
good watchdog. Little did he know that I was Sam's bitch and he wasn't going to
leave me, ever?
Wednesday night I slipped out again. Sam and I began to make beautiful love.
Our intensity was growing as we refined our rhythm and technique. I had him
locked in me and on the verge of a wonderful orgasm when the door of the garage
opened. There was Beverly looking straight into my eyes. I was on all fours with
Sam locked in my cunt. My eyes were half rolled back in to my head and I was
thrusting at Sam with all I had.
She smiled instantly. She walked around us surveying the situation. Sam and I
continued pumping. I was totally focused on orgasm and bringing Sam to climax it
didn't matter that Beverly had found us.
Her first words were, Wow! What took you so long?
She got on all fours next to me and kissed me on the lips. She smiled and
explained that she was a dog lover too. She liked Sam, but had her own lover
further down the street. She just didn't know how to open the subject up with
me. Beverly had arranged for me to witness the dog love at the party. She hoped
that Sam and I would get together and then she could walk in on us and the whole
issue would be out in the open.
She rolled on her back and kissed my breast while Sam and I finished our
lovemaking. I came very hard and intense. Maybe it was the thought of being
watched by Beverly that brought me off so hard. When Sam had shot me full she
licked his cum from my legs as we waited to unlock.
Over the next week Beverly joined in on our lovemaking. She taught both of us
a lot. She mated with Sam several times showing me how to regulate my rhythm to
bring Sam off with more intensity and then showed me some tricks on how to use
his knot. She showed me when to actually lock with him and demonstrated how to
use his knot to milk every ounce of cum from Sam, heightening his satisfaction.
I licked her breast and Sam's cum from her legs as they finished. When she
was through she remarked that Sam had come a long way since she had experienced
him. Beverly also taught me how to start from a position on all fours waiting
for Sam to really get turned on and when his knot first started to grow lower on
to my shoulders placing my back at a steep downward angle burying Sam all the
way inside my cunt. From this position I could feel his knot grow inside me
until we were locked. I had several screaming orgasms just feeling his knot grow
inside me from the intense pleasure generated by his knot. When we were locked
Sam would then slam my head into the floor as he rammed himself into the depths
of my love canal.
I was definitely learning how to be a dog slut and enjoy every last moment of
being taken from behind. Beverly said if Sam had been this good the first time
she encountered him she would have stuck with him. But she had found this big
husky that just pounds her silly. So she has stuck with him. Beverly believes
there is a certain animal magnetism that helps identify your mate. Once you find
it you're hooked. Sam and I have it. She said that there are several other women
in the neighborhood that have mates. She is planning a coming out party for Sam
and I this Friday night. She is so pleased that I finally have Sam and all of
this is out in the open. Believe me, I am too.
Beverly wasn't so bad a roommate after all. In fact she was going to be
perfect. I can't wait till Friday night! I wonder who loves their dog the way I
now love Sam? I hope that the yuppie single on the corner is one of them. There
is nothing I wouldn't give to see her passionately writhing under the belly of
her Great Dane.
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