Tuesday, May 31, 2011

A New Boy in my Garden

I just couldn’t stop the thoughts running through my head, it had been 3 months since the last time Harvey the Rottweiler had last made me his bitch and I was missing it like hell. Here I was a successful businesswoman, a happy marriage, a beautiful house and no financial worries yet I had to risk it all for dog cock.




I had first started with dogs when I was a lot younger than my present 46 and over the years had indulged myself from time to time without anyone else in the world knowing, including my loving husband of over 15 years. Sex with John was OK, no that’s a lie it was pretty good, but it just didn’t compare to the feeling of a dog’s soft fur rubbing against my back as he thrust into me, fucking me harder than I am ever fucked, bringing me to orgasm after orgasm as he claims me as his bitch.



The thoughts as well as the sun was making me hot and I could feel the sun beating down on me as I continued to weeds on my hands and knees at the bottom of the garden. As I knelt forward I could feel the warm air across my exposed pussy as I hate wearing panties at the best of times and after a quick look round I slide my hand between my legs and under my short skirt.



I knew that this part of the garden, which backed onto the fields behind, was totally secluded and John would be locked in front of the television for the next few hours watching the game. Leaning my head forward to the grass I started to rub myself more earnestly, I closed my eyes and imagined that I was about to be mounted by Harvey. I could feel myself starting to build when suddenly I heard a rustle in the bushes nearby. I nearly had a heart attack and jumped to my feet quickly pulling my skirt back down to cover my modesty. Armed with my hand trowel, which was a pretty useless weapon looking back on it, I advanced towards the bushes.



Letting out a yelp of surprise I saw a large golden retriever appear panting happily, his tail wagging like mad as he looked at me not sure of the situation. Putting down the trowel I smiled at him and in a soft voice “Hey boy, where did you appear from?” and stepping forward examined him for a collar of which there wasn’t one. “You are a good looking one aren’t you?” I murmured as I stroked his golden fur and without thinking slid my hand under his belly to check him out, “And a big boy as well” I said throatily as I felt his intact balls and his cock inside his sheath. Continuing to massage his sheath gently I looked round quickly to check we were unobserved before getting to my hands and knees.



He stood very still as I gurgled, “Well boy if you were looking for a bitch then you have certainly come to the right place,” and leaning under him licked the end of his cock that was starting to show. Part of my brain was screaming at me that I must be mad doing this in my own garden, the other half of me was fuelled by lust as I needed a dog cock desperately to sate my lust.



After he had fully shown I pulled my skirt up round my waist and put my head down wondering whether he would go for what came naturally. I wasn’t disappointed as he moved behind and I felt his cold nose pressing against my ass and his long rough tongue snaked out licking me all along my soaking pussy and my ass. Moaning softly “Oh yes taste your bitch to be boy, taste how wet and willing she is for your cock.”



I felt him leap up and his soft fur rubbing against my ass as his front paws wrapped around my waist, his hot hard cock sliding across my ass cheeks and between my legs as he sought my willing hole. Reaching between my legs I grabbed at his cock as he thrust forward and guided him to my entrance. “Urghhhhh uuuufffffff” was the only came out of my mouth as he drove into me forcing his cock deep into my pussy pushing the air from my body as he slammed home.”Oh fuck yessssss” I moaned as he started to find his rhythm, his back legs scrambling for purchase as his hips drove his cock in and out. Bracing myself I pushed back to him as his relentless assault of my pussy continued and I felt my first orgasm start to build and then like a dam it burst inside me “Ohhhhhhhhhhh” I moaned loudly, “Yes fuck me as your bitch.”



This almost seemed to excite him more as he started to thrust deeper, his cock swelling inside me and his knot starting to bang against my pussy lips. The after affect of my orgasm caused me to relax and with a mighty thrust I felt his big knot slip inside. Nothing of intelligence that could be recognised as speech was escaping from my mouth apart from the odd swear word. I felt him swell even more and then like a hose pipe his hot cum started to pump inside me, his knot throbbing and pulsing as he forced his seed into his bitch.



Kneeling there head down, his thrusts stopped as he was locked inside me I started to rub my own clit cumming over and over moaning and whimpering. I could feel the cum leaking out from me making it more sloppy on my fingers as I rubbed, sending white flashed through my brain.



“Well that was a good show and I see you have found Ben doing what Ben does best.” The soft voice sent alarm bells ringing in my head and I would have jumped to my feet but Ben was still locked inside me. Looking up I stared into the face of a woman who lived down the road who was smiling at me as she observed the show. “Who would have thought it? Sweet Alison is a bitch in heat. Well you are my bitch now unless of course you would like your darling hubby to see these pictures.” My heart fell as I saw the camera phone in her hand but then lifted again as I realised that I was going to get all the dog cock I needed from now on.

Monday, May 30, 2011

I Lost Mine Seven Years Ago:

My First Time by Corine:


I lost mine seven years ago when I was 18. I grew up in a kind of rough part of town. The other girls I knew made fun of the fact that I was still intact. I tried not to let it bother me.
I wasn't saving myself, or anything. I just never met anyone I felt was right. Although I admit I was afraid of pregnancy and STDs. I also was a little to too shy to talk to the family doctor about birth control.
Since I hit puberty I'd been interested in animals as more than pets. I thought I was really kinky or something, and tried to not think about it, but the idea kept coming back. Maybe it was because I never attracted much interest from the boys in high school. I’m plain, thin, with small breast, glasses, thin hair, and legs that are a little to short. Tons of hair stuff to add ‘volume’ didn’t make much difference and not wearing my glasses, letting my hair down and wearing makeup never seemed to either. So I was a very ordinary girl, with a very ordinary brain and not much talent in any area. My senior year I had three dates, all were boys that tried to get to home base in the first hour. No one asked me to the prom, but that was OK, because I couldn’t really afford a fancy dress.

I'd surfed the web a little when my parents were out, and found enough zoo info to sort of figure I knew about how male dogs and human girls get together. Of course I didn't, then.
It was late summer and I was on vacation with my family in Washington State, on the Long Beach Peninsula. College was starting in a few weeks and I'd been thinking about losing it before I started. I even was carrying a box of condoms with me, just in case.

The beach was a bust. My dad was fishing all the time and my mom didn't like the beach much, although she liked digging for clams.
The north end of the peninsula is a wildlife sanctuary and in August a pretty deserted place. Not dangerous, just empty. I went for a long walk, out to the tip, it’s about 5 miles. I walked north on the bay side and was walking back on the ocean side.
About a mile down the beach this big mixed-bread long-furred white dog, trotted up to me to say hi. I looked around and there was no one in sight and I knew the closest house was still a couple of miles away. It was windy, but not real cold and I hadn't seen anyone for hours.

After a minute of sniffing at me the dog started to beg for food. I had half my lunch left in my bag, a peanut butter and jam sandwich so I offered it to him. He really liked it. After he'd eaten I petted him, and threw a stick for him. He seemed to love fetching it and bringing it back for me to through again. After I while I hugged him, said good-by, and headed down the beach. He followed me and I let him. I figured he must belong to someone who lived near the town we were staying in, Osterville.

I was wearing tennis shoes, cut off jean-shorts and a sweatshirt. Of course, I had on a bra and panties underneath. The dog stuck real close to me. After another mile I stopped and sat down to watch the surf and rest, and he sat down right next to me. Then he settled his big head on my bare thigh. Having his head on my leg felt kind of peaceful; so I let him leave his head on my naked thigh while I enjoyed the sound of the surf and watched the sunlight on the water. I hadn't considered doing anything sexual with the dog, and I wasn't paying any attention to him, when suddenly I felt his tongue on my thigh. I looked down and he was busy licking my inner thighs right where my leg disappeared into my shorts.

It felt real nice and I wondered if he was sexually interested in me. I stood up and wondered to a sheltered area behind a pile of driftwood and sat on a log, the dog followed me. I tested what he wanted by spreading my thighs, wide. He went right for the sweet spot. I was a little cold and his hot tongue felt good. I let him lick me, giggling a little, and watched as he tried to slip his tongue up into my shorts.

I let him, and continued watching for a while and trying to work up my nerve. I thought about it, and realized that I was fertile, about half way between periods. I wondered if it was kind of like being in heat and if the dog could smell that I was ready to breed.
I always feel sexy when I'm fertile and that sort of decided me. I was going to try it. I slowly unfastened my shorts and slid them, and my panties, down and off my legs. The dog was watching me closely. Then I leaned back and again spread my thighs. He went right for my crotch. When I felt his tongue sliding between the lips of my vulva I knew I was going to really do it. We were there, alone and he wanted me. He seemed very nice, couldn't give me anything, or make me pregnant and would never tell.

I leaned back further and he really went after me with that tongue. I closed my eyes and felt my passion rising. It was so much nicer than using my finger, and that tongue was so soft and long, it was getting into places that had never been touched before. I knew I was very wet. I could feel my own lubricants mixed with the dog’s saliva and running down my sex and pooling around my anus. Then the dog found the pool and started treating my bottom to the pleasure of his tongue. Wow! That was when the first orgasm hit me. I was still shaking when I noticed that his penis was showing.

I said, "Well, boy, you did me real good. All the girls I knew, who talked about there first time, never mentioned climaxing. I guess I owe you a treat."
I giggled, and feeling pretty scared, but still with the wonderful sense of having had a good climax, I rolled over on the log and dropped my head onto my arms on the sand, and waited. I was presented the dog with my vulva and my thighs and legs were spread as wide as was comfortable.

I looked over my shoulder wondering what the dog would do, He was looking at me and I tried smiling at him and said, "Come on, boy. I'm willing, and ready."
He looked at me for maybe a minute. The he went back to licking my sex. I started feeling good again, then he stopped. I smiled at him again and he jumped his forelegs onto my back and then wrapped them around me ribs. I ws real glade I’d kept my sweatshirt on. I felt little squirts of hot liquid hitting my thighs and vulva and got worried he was coming before getting into me. I’d heard some girls tell how it was great (they always say that), but over before they really could get into it enough to get off. I didn’t want that. It was a little hard but I reached back and found his penis and helped him get it lined up. I found I needed to raise my hips a little so I pulled me knees closer together.

Once the tip felt my inner lips he humped forward. That was the end of my cherry. It hurt, a lot more than I thought it would, and I started to cry. The dog didn't care; he just kept humping forward pressing more and more of his thing into me. After a while the pain eased a little and I was surprised to feel his cock, which I’d thought was pretty small, seemed to be getting bigger inside of me. He was driving it in and out fast, and it started to feel kind of good. Then I felt a lump at the end that was wider than the rest and it too seemed to be getting bigger each time he pushed it. I didn't know about the knot, but figured the lump was just part of how dogs were different. I had no idea how different.

After a few minutes it felt like it was getting huge in me. I found there was a spot in my vagina that, when he pressed by it, felt real good. I started moving my hips to help him hit that spot. A minute later I had the pattern and knew I was heading to another climax. The dog slowed down but started really pushing that big lump in. I knew it was getting bigger and had almost decided I'd had enough when I realized it was in, still growing, and was not moving out of me anymore. I was scared, but then that big lump got bigger still and started to press against the nice spot I'd discovered.

All the time I felt him shooting little squirts of something warm into me, but then suddenly it changed. I felt something contract within me and the tip of the dog’s penis went somewhere I didn't know it could. Later I figured out that it was pushing through my cervix. When he was inside my womb the dog held real still. I felt warm stuff shooting into me and there must have been a lot of it, because it felt like it was filing me. I could also feel it pressing out of me and running down my legs. The dog moved and I thought he was going to try to get off so I grabbed his front legs and held him on me. I tried to calm him, whispering that I liking it, and rubbing my back into his chest. Then he really surprised me. He leaned forward and lightly bit my shoulder. At the same time I felt his penis hump farther into me. I climaxed at that moment and held him tight to me as the wave of pleasure enveloped me.

I felt warm and protected with my lover on my back and his thick white fur covering my naked bottom. We stayed like that for what seemed like a long time. When I felt his penis get smaller I let go of the dog’s legs, he let go of my shoulder and pulled it out. It felt like a river was flowing out of me for a minute. He licked me a few times, and then laid down near me and began to lick himself clean.
I got up and looked at myself. There were little rivers of mixed dog seed and blood running down my thighs. I new I had to get clean before I went home.

The ocean is darn cold there, but I managed to wade in to where my knees were covered and sit down. It hurt some but the salt water seemed to help stop the bleeding and ease the soreness. I was real sore. I washed my sex and thighs, over and over, and hoped the flow had stopped.
I went back and sat on the log for a while, resting and trying to get warm. The dog came over and sat by me and I petted him, thinking that I'd done it, and except for the busting my cherry part, it was pretty good.
When I was sort of dry I put my panties and shorts back on and stood to head home. I realized I was still pretty sore down there, but not to sore to walk. I picked up my bag and started walking, kind of slow, and the dog walked with me. I kept checking my crotch to see if more stuff was draining out of me. Just before I got home I saw there was a growing wet spot. I wadded back into the ocean, and splashed around until my shorts were soaked. The dog joined me and I found a stick and played fetch with him the surf. I was wishing I could keep him, but knew my father would never allow it. If he found out the dog was my lover he’d probably kill us both.

After a while I knew I should head home and said goodbye my to the dog and headed off. Of course he followed me. As I was walking through the town a man asked me if the dog was mine. I said no, and that he'd been following me for a while. I explained I'd give him some food, since he looked hungry. and I thought he was hoping for more.
The man said, "He sure looks like he belongs to you, Miss."
I said no, and almost ran home. My mom was gone, so I had the place to myself for a while. I knew she'd gone to pick my dad up after his fishing trip, and checking the clock knew I had about an hour. I stripped and washing out my shorts and panties, very carefully. Then I took a hot bath.

By the time my parents were home I was dry, changed, and wearing a clean blouse and skirt. In my panties I had a sanitary napkin, just in case I leaked. I felt very strange, but realized my parents couldn't tell. Then the guilt hit me. I'd given myself to a dog. I was a pervert.
That night I cried myself to sleep, wondering I'd ruined myself, or something. Wondering how I'd ever be able to honest with my future husband, I assumed there would be one, with a secret like mine. But the next morning, in bed, I touched myself to see if I was still sore, and it felt good. As I pleasured myself I thought about the white dog pumping into me and climaxed, hard.

I saw the dog almost every day for the rest of out stay in that town. The man who’d asked me about him had taken him in. The guilt and fear of discovery kept me from trying anything again with him. The white dog kept trying to come over to me, but I'd head into indoors until he was gone.
I saw the man at the store once, and he told me that the dog had been near starved, and I was probably right about why he’d been following me. The man figured someone, a total jerk, had brought the dog to the beach and left him to get rid of him. I almost cried. He’d been nothing but sweet to me and I couldn’t imagine anyone being that low. The man could tell I felt sorry for the dog, and told me he’d named him Hank, and that he was giving him a good home. It did make me feel better.

It took years to get over the gilt, and it was longer before I met another dog that I felt good about making love with. I'd made love with lots of boys and men. Guys are interested in even a plain girl who has a reputation as for being easy. I was out of college before I met a man who knew how to bring a girl off while they were making love. He was great, but not as good as the Hank had been. I wasn’t real surprised that no one was lining up to marry me. I was living on my own after college. I got a job as an accountant in a large accounting firm, mainly helping folks with their taxes. I stopped being easy on dates and my dates became fewer. As the years went buy I became more lonely, and I though more and more about Hank, and giving up men all together.

Two years ago I took a new K9 lover, but that's another story.

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Life has many Twists to it and Surprizes:

Lauren’s story



I remember my first time like it was yesterday. I was just out of high school. I had taken a day job as a checkout girl in the grocery store in town, as well as my evening and weekend job that I’d had at the ice cream shop all through school. I was trying to save up money for collage in the fall. At 5ft. 9in. Tall. With a 38-24-34 figure, at 117 lbs. I was tall and slender. With long legs, tight little buns, a flat tummy, and, as my boyfriend puts it, “a nice rack!” I had a full head of long, beautiful hair that came down to the middle of my back. But enough about me. Here’s what happened.

It was one of my rare days off. I had even got to sleep in a little. I woke up about 8:30. I stood up and stretched. Looking in the mirror, I ran my hands over my slender form. Not bad, I thought to myself, turning to see myself at different angles. Not bad at all. It was already hot and humid, and going to get hotter. So I put my hair up into a long ponytail, And set about deciding what to wear. I settled on cutoffs and a halter top. I wanted as much skin exposed as I dare and still be decent to help me deal with the heat. Then I went downstairs for breakfast.

When I got to the kitchen, I was met by our black lab, Buster. As I sat down at the table, he came over to get some attention. As I was absentmindedly scratching his ears, mom told me that her and dad were going to a sale that was about an hours drive away, and would be there all day. She also informed me that they were taking my brother along as well. As they got ready to leave they asked me to make sure all the animals had water throughout the day, as it was to get really hot. I said I would, then they said their good bys and left. As I watched them all drive down the dirt lane towards the road, I thought YES! Finally, a day all to myself. A day to relax and do whatever I want!

First, I decided I would work on my tan for a while. I preferred to do so in the nude, but didn’t often get the chance. So I got a big beach towel from my swim bag in the laundry room. Then I headed out the back door with Buster following close behind. He was such a big baby. He hated to be left alone. I spread my towel out in the sun as he laid down under a shade tree, not too far away. As I stepped onto my towel, I knew I was alone, but I looked around anyway, out of habit I guess. Then I stripped down, enjoying the sensuous feel of the sun on my flesh. Running my hands all over my body as I laid down, pausing to pay extra attention to my nipples.

They were soon hard and erect, shooting little tingles through me as I kneaded and massaged them. Soon one hand slid down to massage my clit. I closed my eyes and I began to think about my boyfriend, Rob. Too bad he was out of town on vacation and wasn’t due back for almost a week yet.
As I started to fantasize I began to finger myself. Slowly at first, but as my climax grew closer I picked up the pace. I tried to keep myself right on the edge. Savoring the sensations. I wanted it to go on and on. I was remembering our last night together, how he had made me feel so good. I remembered the feel of his tongue. It was almost like he was there now.


MMMMM, That feels sooo good baby! Ooohh, yes! WAIT A MINUTE, My head snapped up and I was shocked to see Buster’s head between my thighs! But it was too late. Just then, he shoved his tongue inside me and my first orgasm hit me like a freight train! NO!,…OH,… GOD,… UNGH, It was so Intense! And so very KINKY! It was incredible! Later, when I had began to recover, I noticed that the pink tip of his tool was protruding several inches from it’s furry sheath. I stared at it transfixed. The Power of a mind when taken over by a love for the //incredible feelings that get to you I could not believe what I was starting to think! No! I said sharply to myself, shaking my head to rid myself of those thoughts.

Still though, he had gotten me off good!. Oh boy had he! And he had gotten himself all worked up in the process. It just wouldn’t be right to leave a guy hanging, so to speak. So I gently reached under him and fondled his sheath. His tool came out still farther. Fascinated , I wrapped my hand gently around it and started slowly stroking it. Girl did it make me feel really KINKY, It came out a little farther and he started trying to hump my hand. Then some warm, thin, milky white stuff sprayed out. Thinking he had come, I quit stroking him. He gave me a strange, somewhat confused look and went over in the shade to clean himself off.

As I dressed and went inside to wash my hands, my mind was racing. I felt rather dirty and yet strangely I was very excited about what had happened. It was extremely kinky, I tried not to think about it, yet I couldn’t deny the fact that I had enjoyed it. I had seen stuff on the internet about this sort of thing, but that was all fake, wasn’t it? It was incredible though! I wondered if I could get him to do it again?

After I’d washed my hands, I decided I’d check the animals to make sure they had water and to give myself something else to think about for now. I headed down to the corral, with Buster in tow. I checked the horses trough and it was fine. Then on down to the hog waterers. They were fine. The cows had the creek to drink from, they would be fine. I headed back up to the house to check dad’s pedigreed dogs in the kennel. Two huge prize winning, pedigreed champion mastiffs. Duke and Lady. When I got there, I saw Duke licking Lady’s sex.

He was really working it over, just as Buster had done to me earlier today. My hands instinctively slipped into my halter top, and started playing with my nipples as I stared, fascinated. Lady appeared to be enjoying the attention. I stared at Duke’s glistening tool protruding from it’s sheath. It looked huge! All of a sudden, he mounted her! I stared as his hard shaft poked at her franticly, then, he hit his mark! He buried his meat in her just as far as he could in a single thrust. Then he started to pound it in her. He was humping her like a madman. Her eyes were glazed over, and she was panting as she remained motionless, frozen in bliss. Just watching her was making me extremely wet! I had to have some relief!

In a flash I stripped off my shorts and sat down, calling Buster over to me. I put his enormous head in my crotch and begged him to please lick me. His tongue zeroed right in and he began alternating between licking me like mad, plunging his tongue deep as he could into my slit, and nibbling on my clit. Every time he touched it, it was like an electric shock went through me! I laid back to give him better access to me. He was using that wonderful tongue of his sooo well! As I pinched and pulled at my nipples through my halter top, I felt the orgasm welling up inside of me. Growing stronger and stronger, OOOHH! … YEESSS! … YEESSSS! … OOOHHH! … It went on and on for what seemed like forever.

When I started to regain my senses, Buster was standing over me, with his glistening shaft exposed, pawing at my hips. I looked over in the kennel to see Duke licking lady again! Then I stared at Buster’s stiff tool, it was long but rather thin. My head was swimming! I took Busters stiff shaft in my hand. I glanced back at the kennel to see Duke franticly mounting lady again! That’s when something inside me snapped. I had to know what that felt like! So I rolled up onto all 4. I was rewarded instantly by Buster trying to mount me. His fur on my skin felt extremely kinky, only adding to my excitement. I felt his shaft poking at my ass, his paws clutching me tightly by my waist But the angle was all wrong. So I dropped my chest to the ground and reached under myself and guided him to my slit.


Once he felt it, his paws tightened their grip on my waist. Then he slammed his entire length into me in one mighty thrust! I felt his knot rapidly swelling inside me! He pulled back briefly, testing the tie. There was no going back! He was knotted into me now and I was his bitch to f*&k to his heart’s content! Not that I would have stopped him if I could. It felt sooo kinky! Then he started pounding me with such a total sense of urgency, like our lives depended on it, like nothing else in the world existed at that moment! His knot was rubbing against my g spot now, Then, I felt the tip of his penis enter my cervix. His fur felt so very kinky on my back, he was panting in my ear, and his cock was so hot! Then he started shooting massive amounts of his red hot doggie seed deep into my womb. OOHHH, …UUNGH! ……GOD! …YEESSS! …F*&K MEEE! … F*&K MEEE! I was screaming incoherently.
I had never had orgasms like this! Not near as many or as intense! It was INCREDABLE!

I don’t know how long passed before I Started to come to my senses, I realized the one thing I had failed to consider. Paul, our hired hand. He was standing over me, stroking himself. I tried to move but I could not. For one reason, Buster was still knotted in to me. And for two, my hands were handcuffed together and I had a collar on and was chained to the dog kennel in front of me. I started to swear at him. That’s when he informed me that he had been videotaping us for a while now, as he pointed to a camera on a tripod not far away. He said he had pictures as well as the tape.


And unless I wanted them to go to my parents, my boyfriend, or even the internet for all to see, that I’d better be nice to him and do whatever he said. I reluctantly agreed. Then, he said “Watching you and Buster has made me very horny“, as he let go of his penis. It was only about average length, about 6” - 7” but it was very thick. He grabbed me by my ponytail and forced me to suck on it. I did so, even though I despised him, I wanted to get this over as quickly as possible. He was soon Cumming in short spurts as Buster finally pulled out of me with a plop.

After making me lick him clean, he said he wanted in on the action. First, he cut off my halter, then he moved a small bale of hay over beside me. He draped my beach towel over it, laid down on it on his back , and ordered me to straddle him. Then he placed his tool in my slit. He pulled me down on top of him. Then he called Buster back over to us as he grabbed my ass cheeks. Buster licked us a few times, and then Buster grabbed my hips tightly with his front paws, and mounted me and he started poking at my ass! I started to protest, but Paul ordered me to shut up. With Paul’s meat seated deeply in my cunt, he guided Buster’s stiff cock into my asshole.

As soon as Buster felt my entrance he rammed his full length into me. I cried out in pain and shock! “I was still a virgin back there!” “Not any more” Paul said. Buster’s member began to grow huge and his knot formed. Buster began franticly humping my ass with that sense of total urgency! Pain soon turned to pleasure as I was getting both my holes filled! Paul ran his hands all over my body, stopping to play with my nipples. Buster’s knot was locked in my ass, which he was franticly humping, causing my pussy to twitch and convulse on Paul’s meat, bringing us all to a massive orgasm. Just as I felt Buster begin to pump his hot doggie seed deep in my ass, I felt Paul stiffen up and shoot his load deep inside me. These two events gave me an absolutely mind blowing series of orgasms!

As we all 3 lay there, in an exhausted heap, me pinned there by Buster’s knot, Paul by me and Buster’s combined weight. While I was savoring the sensations’ Paul explained that in order for me to get the video and pictures back, that I would have to be his farm slut all summer. To be at his sexual beck and call whenever no one else was around. To do whatever he said, with him or whatever animals he said. Period. Then, when I went away to collage in the fall, he would mail the tape and pictures to me.

I learned a lot that summer! I’ll write more as I can, If it's wanted?

Thursday, May 26, 2011

The most Powerful Desires that can take Over your Will

In this story you will see some thing that will shock you, if you have not experenced it in your own life, so please read with an open mind, you will see what I mean thank you and enjoy from Lisa:

Lisa lay in her bed, confused thoughts spinning in her mind. She was deeply troubled by her reaction to Samson and felt horribly guilty, ashamed. "How could I let it go so far... he was almost..." Her thoughts trailed off. It was just so mortifying, she could hardly think about it. She drifted off into sleep.


The next morning, Lisa woke up, feeling good. She jumped out of bed, ready to start the day. By the light of day, last nights events seemed much more manageable. She blamed it all on the scotch, "I shouldn't drink alone, it always gets me too horny." She laughed it off to herself, and walked out into the kitchen, still wearing her thin t-shirt.

She didn't give it a second thought, at least consciously. Looking back, she later realized she was deliberately but deniably tempting fate, playing with fire, her own fire! But at the moment, most of her wasn't thinking about a thing except starting the day.

She walked into the kitchen, began to start breakfast and remembered Samson. Samson! She pushed the thoughts of last night out of her head and put some dogfood out for him. Samson wolfed down the food, lapped up some water, and lay down, watching her.
See dogs take a lot in when we notice them and their feeling, the are so eager to please their Bitches as I'm near one of his.

Lisa bustled around the kitchen, and leaned over to set the table for her own breakfast. Samson snuck up behind her and nosed up under her t-shirt. Lisa practically jumped and wheeled around to face him. "No, Samson, bad dog!" she reprimanded. Samson looked at her, confused, with big puppydog eyes. "Yes, you're cute, but don't be rude," Lisa said. ha ha ha He was not rude he just was checking on his little new bitch

Samson just wagged his tail and playfully jumped up with his paws against her chest. Lisa laughed and took a step backwards. "You already had breakfast. Its my turn now."
Yes it was her turn now he was thinking to himself with out being able to speak to her and asking the sexy questions from her, he did what was natural to him a dog.

Samson pushed against her. "He is strong," she thought, not for the first time. She took another step backward. Lisa looked down and noticed with a start, "Its showing!" It was disconcerting to be reminded of his protruding maleness.
He was showing her what he had for her and he was ready when she was he knew she was so close to being in heat and was not going to miss it.

She took another step back. The dog was heavy! He was pushing her back toward the family room. A thrill ran through Lisa's mind. "He's attracted to me." She instantly suppressed the thought, "Don't be ridiculous, this is a dog." Oh yes but a very smart dog He knew Lisa was alone and was soon to be on heat and need a male to fix that very desire in her to mate.

But she felt herself stirring. "The dog had desires and needs of his own," she thought to herself, "Its not just what I want." Lisa shivered a little at that, and took another step backward as Samson continued to push his paws into her chest.

Suddenly she felt the cushion of the couch against her knees, and sat down abruptly, propelled by the dog's paws pushing her backwards. "Whoa, boy," she exclaimed, startled.
Lisa leaned back against the back of the couch, which had the effect of pushing her legs and crotch forward at the same time. She was suddenly reminded of her near-naked state under the thin t-shirt.


Samson pushed forward, pressing his upper body against her breasts under the t-shirt. She felt his weight and felt her nipples hardening. His sudden urgency was scary and at the same time... stimulating. She felt his fur against her bare legs,
and was startled by the sudden and insistent feel of his erect cock, pushing toward his goal... toward HER!
Lisa was suddenly all too aware of her circumstances, her near-naked state and the presence of an aroused, ("FULLY aroused" she thought to herself) animal pressing himself toward her.

Wow was he what she wanted; of cause he was a woman  knows very well that when she makes a man aroused she knows its by her power over his will, and her scent, of her Pherimones that both animal and human can smell is a turn on or off; but on this occasion it was on, and he was doing all the asking here.
"I can't do this!" her panic hit her like a lightening bolt. She felt IT brush against her pubic hair, and freaked out. She suddenly found the strength to push him away, leapt off the couch and ran into her bedroom, sobbing.

She did have the presence of mind to slam the door behind her.
Lisa lay in her bed, sobbing and panting. With shame and confusion, she lay quivering, thinking about what had almost just happened. No alchohol to blame this time! "What's wrong with me..." she sobbed, "How could I let him almost...almost," it was too awful to contemplate.
But as she thought about what almost was, she found herself reaching down between her legs, sobbing and shaking, and stroked herself to a quaking orgasm.


See what i'm saying here she wants it as much if not more than He but in his gentle way of asking her the only way He knows how to ask, and He was snuffed out of somthing that is so wonderful and out of this world for two lovers to engage in, and no fear of getting Pregnant, or her husband finding out she has had sex with a  another male.

She lay in bed afterwards, still upset. Still confused. Still aroused. Angry with herself for her arousal. Angry at Samson. Mad at her husband for getting the dog and leaving her alone with him. Scared of her own powerful reaction.
Oh come on Lisa let yourself go and enjoy it all and become in love with Samson , he will love you even more each time, with more boldness as you get more confident at making love to him.

 So "What am I going to do for the next two weeks?" she thought.

Hey does this offend You may be it Does:

This is the story of how I became who I am today. Because my sexuality is absolutely central to my person, this memoir is explicitly sexual and very, very transgressive. Therefore, if explicit sexual descriptions of transgressive sexual actions offend you, read no further. Stop now and go away or delete this. I, and who I have become, can not be understood without these descriptions because they explain how I developed into who I am now. At first, I was greatly disturbed by the changes that have occurred in my life. I was somewhat disgusted with myself and my actions. But I have learned to accept who and what I am and have acted to avoid inflicting harm on anyone or anything, but my sexuality is certainly not considered normal and many believe that my sexuality is wrong. The descriptions matter because they are tied to the physical feelings, and the emotions that grew out of those feelings, that together molded me into the "me" of today.


To start, I begin this memoir when I was 21 years old. I am actually quite a bit older than that now, but still, it begins when I was 21 because that is when I took the steps that began my transformation. If this memoir is well-received, I may continue to reveal it to completion, but maybe not. I have fought with myself a great deal to simply do this much. I will often use the word "was" in reference to myself. Many times, I still "am" what I "was" but since this memoir looks back, I will tie things to how they were then.


Sexually, I was extremely reserved, given my very controlling upbringing and education and my experiences at home. As a result, I had no sexual experiences of any kind until after my 19th birthday, and all of my experiences have been with people the same age as, or older than, myself. My sexual experiences after that were limited and, mostly, irritating. Like any young woman, I certainly anticipated and looked forward to sex. I desired it and regularly developed the warm flush and tingle in my womb at the thought of it, but then when it actually occurred I was dissappointed and irritated.


It never lasted long enough, it never provided me with sexual release, and it appeared to simply be an irritant. I routinely gave myself orgasms through private masturbation. That was my sex life. An occassional sexual act, followed by irritation and dissatisfaction, further followed by private masturbation. I had almost reached the point of determining that my sex life would be myself and my right hand for the rest of my life. Besides, who could trust these men? I certainly didn't.

Physically, I was tiny. That is no exageration. I was 4 feet, 11 inches tall and weighed 92 pounds (I was slim but not skinny and my health was quite robust and my arms and legs, though very small, were nicely formed and rounded). My waist measured 19 inches, my hips 27 and my chest 29. My breasts were "c" cups, by the barest of margins, but on my tiny frame they looked quite large. I was very small-boned and my feet were size 3 1/2, with my longest toe, the second one, being barely 1 inch in length. My largest finger, my middle one, was just under 2 inches in length and was ring size 3/4s. My wrists measured 2 1/2 inches in circumference and my ankles were 5 inches in circunference.


The rest of my body was similarly tiny.
My hair was strawberry blonde, with the emphasis on strawberry since it was more red than blonde. It was fine and thin and I wore it long. My eyes were pale blue, almost grey, very round, and oddly large for my face. My skin was very pale and I had small dustings of freckles on my cheeks and nose and upper chest with a few more on my shoulders and upper arms. I had a strawbeery birthmark, the size of a silver dollar, on the inside of my right thigh. My cheekbones were high and arched, my chin firm, my forehead broad and my nose small and pert, with a very slight uptilt.


My mouth was wide and my lips were average in thickness.
My breasts were slightly mismatched with my right one being a hair larger than the left and with its nipple being just a bit more outside and above, than the left nipple. My nipples were small and pink and the aureoles were also small and mostly pink with a brown shade. I had freckles across the top of my tits. They hung nicely, being young and still firm, but also being real, they sagged a bit and swung when I walked or moved and if I laid back, they drifted apart and toward my arms, if I leaned over, they hung down like normal breasts.

I was a fanatic about body hair and kept mine completely removed except for the hair on my head, my red eyebrows and eyelashes and my carefully manicured patch of pubic hair. My pubic hair was red, with an occassional golden thread mixed in. I kept it shaved into a tight triangle on my mound, with thin ruffles of hair running down the outside of my labia majora, three quarters of the way back between my legs, where the ruffles terminated. Other than that, I had no body hair that I allowed to remain. My buttocks were small, though very rounded, and very firm.


My labia majora were thick lips that did not close and my labia minora, my personal embarrassment, were quite large and wrinkly flaps of flesh that dangled down from my crotch at all times, unless held in place by panties, etc. My clitoris was usually exposed as its hood never fully covered it, and it was small and pinkish purple, depending on my mood. My vaginal entrance (my introitus) was very small and usually maintained a width of barely 3/4s an inch, which meant that sex was often painful for me until I relaxed fully and/or was properly lubricated (though even then I usually ached later from the stretching). My vagina was tiny at rest and I could just reach my cervix with my middle finger, meaning that, absent the miracle of vaginal tenting, it was less than 2 inches inside my vagina.


Fortunately, my tiny body was able to acheive some miracles of vaginal expansion when properly motivated and aroused, as you will see later.
I lived in a small house of three rooms that I rented in a private housing development for low income folks. My place had a bedroom, a closet that my landlord called a bathroom, a living room and a kitchenette (with a sink, refrigerator and stove). It was under 700 square feet total and had no airconditioning. But I could afford it and it was safe for me.


I worked 2 jobs at this time. My newest job had come after much soul-searching and hard arguing with myself. I had recently been hired as a topless waitress at a gentlemen's club called The Tophat, owned by a large man named Tony. It had been very difficult for me to reach the conclusion that to make ends meet and get ahead financially, I was going to have to use my body and sexuality. The Tophat was a strip club, but girls were hired first as waitresses and then, after Tony was convinced they were ready and would be profitable, they would get offered the position of dancer. The dancers, of course, made way more money than the waitresses. As a waitress, I wore the uniform that we all had to wear.


Six inch stilleto heels, fishnet stockings held up by a black lace garter belt, a black g-string (which only served to emphasize my labia minora by parting them and leaving them dangling on either side of the string), a black bow tie and white cuffs with gold cuff-links. This job allowed me to work on Tuesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights from 8:00 pm to 2:00 am. I took it for the money, and for the hours because it left me free to continue working at the job I really loved: which was at an animal shelter.


I had always loved animals and felt sorry for them. I enjoyed showering attention and affection on them. I always wanted to protect them. I had taken a 9:00-5:00 job, every week-day, at a kennel not 5 blocks from my house. It was run by a charity that ran several in my city. There were several employees, but I was one of the newest, which meant that I did most of the direct animal care. I was also responsible for opening and closing. It was a minimum wage job, which is why I needed my moonlighting at The Tophat (which I kept secret from my boss and co-workers at the shelter). This job was the reason I got up in the morning and the other job was simply to ensure that I could survive to keep this one, which is why the scheduled hours mattered so much to me.

On the morning this memoir begins, I woke, as usual, around 7:00 am and layed there, sweating in my bed. It was mid August and very hot and sweltering. Being a bit nervous, I always kept my windows locked at night so by morning I was usually sweating profusely. I usually slept in panties and a long t-sirt and by morning would have kicked off all the covers. I favored cotton V-string panties and wore them exclusively. This morning I rose, showered in lukewarm water, brushed my teeth and hair, placing it in a ponytail, then pulled on new panties and a pair of jeans, slipped on my white keds and a tank top and went into the kitchen for breakfast.
I ate a muffin, drank a glass of grapefruit juice, and then sat down and watched tv for a half hour or so before I needed to head down and open the shelter.


Eventually, it was time for me to go and I headed out. My car was a new geo metro hatchback, panic-button red, and I loved it since it was mine. Anyway, I headed down to the shelter and, on arrival, noted that there was an animal control vehicle in the gravel parking lot. They often brought animals they had picked up to us to hold and without that it was likely the shelter couldn't survive since the city, at least, paid. I pulled in and hopped out of the car, walking over to the truck. The animal control officer, a large, happy, and pleasant fellow by the name of Jim, got out of the truck and called out to me, "Hey Kat. Got an inmate for ya."
"What is it?"

"A dog. We need you to hold him until the court decides whether to put him down or not."
"What did he do?"
"Bit a man. But between us, the idiot probably deserved it. The real reason they'll put him down is because he's a Wolf-Husky hybrid and those are illegal in the city. The owners have already said they wouldn't fight it so it's just a matter of waiting on a judge to issue the order."
"Alright. Well, if you want to get him and bring him in, I'll find a place for him."
"He needs to be held alone. He doesn't do too well with other dogs."

"Okay."
I turned and went inside, unlocking the door, turning on the lights and inhaling the odor of dogs, which, while others find offensive, I have always loved. I got the chart out and found a cage for him to be kept alone, at the end of the dog kennel, on the right, just inside the exercise door. I powered up the computer and began to preapre the paperwork for intake and, as I did, heard Jim bringing him in. I glanced up, and my breath caught in my throat at the sight of him.


He was magnificent. He was huge, easily the largest dog I had ever personally been around, with the thick, beautiful fur and the curled tail of a siberian husky. His body and legs were also like a husky's, thick, stocky and heavy. But his head was all wolf, triangle-shaped, with a long, pointed noise and yellow eyes. He looked me in the eye, then looked away like he wasn't interested in me. Surprisingly, I felt a twinge of hurt at his lack of interest in me. Jim was leading him on a leash.


"Can that leash control him?" I asked, a bit concerned.
"No. If he wanted to get loose he could. Actually, he's harmless because if he wasn't, I'm not strong enough to control him."
At intake I found that he was 153 pounds, and that his back was higher than my waist. His paws were almost twice the size of my hands and his head was much larger than mine. His torso was easily twice the size of my own. His name, appropriately enough, was King.


After completing the paperwork, we walked him down the center of the dog kennel to his cage and I opened it. Jim told him to go in and he glanced at me again, then looked away and strode in to the cage. I shut the mesh door behind him with a snick. I was a bit bothered by how irritated King made me. He was easily the most fascinating animal I had ever seen, but he seemed completely disinterested in me. It was like being in school and having a guy ignore you. I found my emotions weirdly frustrating and irritating. Eventually, I told myself to quit being an idiot and ignored it and completed my work throughout the day.


With apologies to all those ofenended,by this way of love; here's what I believe in: I believe in the warm wetness of a k9s mouth; the beauty of a deep red sunset and a full moon; the crisp bite of a good port; the curve of my lover's back when he has mounted me; the whiteness of my skin; the feel of my lover's fur on my ass; the Lust in "Your eye's after sex; the swell in my bosom when my lover runs; the lust in my lover's eyes when he sees me undressing; the flutter in my womb when I see my lover's balls swing; the beauty of a properly designed rose garden; the sense of the right word, properly used; and the importance of being earnest as my lover wants to return into my wet and oh so swollen Majora lips Oh if you were a so in love Female how could this Ofend you getting your sexual needs met; Knowing full well no Pregnancies, to worry about, and knowing your Husband will not find out, unless he catches you in the act, of  sexual Intercorse, with your Lover.

Monday, May 23, 2011

He was Black mailing me to be Obiedient:

Good Morning Love------



I woke up the next morning to David nibbling lightly on my neck and collarbone. I smiled and moaned softly rolling over to face him and kiss him passionately. David looked into my eyes and smiled; brushing the hair out of my face.
"Did you have fun last night sweetheart?"
I nodded sleepily.
"Yeah it was amazing. I've never felt that good before."
David chuckled.
"Well aren't you just the little doggy slut."

I blushed as he patted the bed and Deuce jumped up happily.
"Where's Golliath?" I asked curiously.
"Oh I took him back out to the kennel this morning. And your father called. Him and your mother are going to be home this evening."
I nodded and stretched my naked body out; moaning groggily as Deuce started to lap lightly at my pussy. David reached over and started to suck on my left nipple elliciting another moan from me as Deuce became more invasive with his toungue.

"You like that my little sex slave?"
I nodded and moaned softly as Deuce continued licking me and David slowly massaged my breasts and occasionally pinched my nipples. The activities from the night before were so fresh in my head I felt like I was still there with Golliath fucking me hard from behind. I moaned loudly as I came onto Deuce's toungue.
"Oooh I'm cumming!"
David kissed me softly as Deuce jumped off the bed and laid down.
"Your such a naughty girl. If only daddy knew.."
I gasped and looked up.
"You wouldnt..."
David just grinned.
"I won't as long as you stay obedient."
I blushed and nodded.
"I promise I will."
David kissed me again and smiled.
"Good girl, now lets go get some breakfast downstairs."
I followed David out of the room and downstairs not sure why he was blackmailing to be obedient. I loved what was going on now; what exactly could he do to make me unhappy?
Who knows what David has instore for Katy now!

A very Saucey time coming Up:

That night as soon as David left I walked downstairs and stood in the entryway to the den where my father sat, watching the news. Right after David had left the bathroom I had gotten a great idea and couldn't wait to put it into action. I knew that as much as i loved having fun with Golliath there was no way I was going to be able to fulfill my needs easily because my father was always out there. Sure I would be able to go out there on occasion but my father only made me go out there when he was going to be out of the house for the day seeing a client. This happened incredibly rarely so sitting on my bed that night while David talked with my father I came up with a plan to continue my fetish.



I knew that in order to keep me busy this summer my father would do pretty much anything that I asked if it kept me happy. As long as I wasn't asking to go out with my few friends or go on a date I was in the safe zone. So I decided I was going to ask if we could adopt a male dog that my friend needed to get rid of. He was a beautiful great dane that wasn't fixed and I knew he could definitely fulfill my needs for me and my friend, Kath desperately needed to find a good home for him because her mother and her were moving into a no pets condo. The great danes name was Deuce and he was only 2 years old. He was already house trained and listened really well. As a commercial came on the tv and interupted the news I pounced on the opportunity.

"Hey daddy?" I twirled my ponytail a little bit and smiled at him.
My father paused the tv and looked at me.
"Yes sweetheart? What can I do for you?"
I went over to the couch next to his recliner and sat down.
"Umm I was wondering if we could take in my friends dog. Shes moving into a condo but it doesn't allow pets and it desperately needs a good home. I would take care of it myself and everything! It would really be nice to have something to keep me busy over the long summer."


blanket of silence was draped over the room as my father thought about it.
"I don't know sweety. Do you think you can take care of it?"
I nodded vigourously.
"Of course I can! It will really teach me to have some responsibility and it will get me off of my laptop! It will also be nice to have a dog around the house that can lay next to your feet when your watching tv and fetch the newspaper for you dont you think?"
My father sighed softly.


"Alright honey. I'll let you adopt the dog but you have to promise that you'll take care of him and he sleeps in your room at night okay?"
I grinned and hugged my father.
"Of course daddy! I'll take great care of him! Don't worry about a thing! Thank you!"
My father just nodded and started up his tv show again and I dashed upstairs happily.
As soon as I got to my room I called my friend Sarah to tell her the good news.
"Hello?"
"Sarah! Its Katy! Guess what?"
I heard Sarah turn down her radio.
"Hey Katy? What?"
I squealled happily.
"I can take Deuce! My dad just said it was okay!"
I heard a smile in Sarah's voice.
"Thats awesome Katy! I'll bring him by your house tommorow!"


I heard a beep on my phone and looked at the screen to see that I had a text message.
"Okay Sarah. I have to go so I'll talk to you later."
Sarah giggled.
"Okay see you later Katy."
As soon as I hung up I clicked on the text to read it. I grinned as soon as I read the first sentence. It said: Hey Katy its David. I cannot wait to see you again. I just sat there for about a minute before I texted him back: Hey David! Good to hear from you. I can't wait to see you either. As soon as I sent the text and laid back down on my bed excited for what was to come. I was getting a male dog that wasn't fixed and David and I had definitely made a connection. I could not wait until Deuce got there the next day.

Next Encounter with Golliath:

I walk into my house to find it empty; just like I left it. I breathe a sigh of relief. If my father would have been home I don't know how I would have explained the cum all over my stomach and chest. I walk into the kitchen and quickly scarf down an apple. My experience with Golliath had left me unexpectedly hungry. I blushed even though no one was around as my pussy got wet just thinking about the experience I had just had. I knew that there was no way I could just forget about it and move one. Sitting there eating an apple and thinking about Golliath's huge toungue licking my pussy gave me a great idea.



I definitely wanted more "play" time with Golliath. That was for sure. But sitting there I had no idea how to do it with my father home all the time. He was always outside at the kennels, cleaning them out, washing the dogs, feeding and watering the dogs and walking the dogs. If he wasn't cleaning or spending time with the dogs he was showing a client Golliath or mating one of the females with him. I knew that if I wanted to be with Golliath I would have to do alot of sneaking around or I would have to come up with an ingenius plan. My thoughts were interrupted by a car door slamming outside. My father was home!


I quickly threw away the apple core and ran upstairs and into my private bathroom as fast as possible. As I closed the door to my bathroom I heard the front door open and my father walk in.
"KATY! ARE YOU HERE?" He called out suspiciously.
I opened the door to the bathroom just a crack and called down the stairs.
"I'M IN THE BATHROOM SHOWERING DAD!"
Obviously appeased I heard my father walk into the den and turn on our big screen plasma tv to the sports channel. I quietly closed the bathroom door and undressed myself. Looking down I noticed a wet stain on my shorts and giggled. When I had been sitting in the kitchen thinking about Golliath I had gotten so wet that it had left a mark on my denim cut offs. Feeling naughty and adventurous instead of wrapping a towel around myself I just walked naked from my bathroom into my room and grabbed my clean clothes. As I walked out of my room I stopped dead cold in my tracks.


Standing in the middle of the hallway facing me was single-handedly the most gorgeous man I've ever laid eyes upon. He had beautiful sun kissed skin and a body that rocked my world. As my gaze travelled up I saw the most stunning green eyes that stood out because of his chestnut brown hair. I blushed as his gaze travelled up and down my body.


"H-hello." I managed to stammer.
The gorgeous man standing in front of me smiled a little bit.
"Hello. I'm David. You are...?"
I shifted a little bit out of nervousness.
"I'm Katy. Can I ask why your here?"
David smiled a smile that had me hooked before I could answer.
"I'm the son of one of your dad's old friends was actually thinking about buying a puppy from here and your dad asked me to come up here and look at pictures of previous litters of pups in his office. But I think I've found something much better to my liking. If you don't mind me asking. What are you doing standing there naked?"


I blushed profusely and shifted where I was standing.
"I was just about to go shower."
David's smile grew even wider as he approached me and kissed me long and passionately. I was pretty much reduced to a puddle when he spoke next.
"May I join you?"
I nodded and took his hand; leading him into my private bathroom. As soon as I closed the door David pushed me up against it; pinning my wrists above my head and kissing me again with more passion than before. He moved from my lips and started to nip at my neck, shoulders and collar bone; earning soft moans from me. When he was satisfied that I was turned on enough he released my hands and I decided that I was going to turn the tables. I easily took his shirt of and pinned him against my door; sucking on his neck and collarbone. With one hand I started to massage his already apparent hard-on and with the other i reached into my steam shower and turned it on in one swift motion.


David moaned and whispered in my ear sensually.
"Ooooh fuck Kate your so hot. I want to take you right here and now."
I grinned. I had never done anything like this before with a guy and I was enjoying it thoroughly. I didn't even care at this point about my virginity or the fact that my controlling father was downstairs. I quickly unbuttoned David's pants and pulled them down with his boxers; gasping when I saw how big his cock was. It was about 7 inches in length and 2 inches in width. I looked up and saw David grinning again before he pulled me into the now steamy shower.


"So Katy" he said as he kissed me. "I noticed something about you when I saw you in the hallway."
I blushed and moaned as he started to finger me.
"Yeah? What did you notice?" I managed to breathe out.
David took my right nipple in his mouth and sucked on it; causing me to moan before taking his mouth off of it to talk.
"I noticed that you; sweet innocent little Kathryn had dog jizz on her stomach."
I blushed furiously and looked down; pretty much giving away what I had been doing all afternoon.
David leaned down and kissed me deeply before whispering in my ear.
"I think its the hottest thing ever and it just makes that urge I have to fuck your sweet little pussy even bigger."
I grinned and bit his collarbone and shoulder before starting to trail kisses down his chest all the way to his lips.


He asks have you ever had sex no I'm a virgin you know." I said before taking his cock in my mouth; causing David to have to lean against the wall for support.
"ooooh fuck Katy thats so damn hott."
I moaned onto his cock and kept going; feeling like a million bucks. David ran his hands through my hair and after a couple minutes he stopped me. I looked up at him with questioning eyes.
"I want to make sure I have enough energy to make love to you Katy."
I smiled and blushed as he pushed me against the wall and started sucking on my left nipple. I moaned and clawed lightly at his back as he started to finger me. I was so wet he didn't even have to worry about lube. Slowly David lowered me onto the floor and spread my legs. He leaned forward and kissed me deeply; aligning his cock with my waiting pussy. Still kissing me I felt him lean forward and slowly start to enter me. The first inch wasn't so bad but soon enough he was at my virginity. He looked down at me.


"Are you ready?"
I just nodded and with one quick and painful thrust my virginity was gone. I gasped but with each thrust of David's huge cock the pain quickly turned to pleasure and before i knew it I was moaning and begging for more. David grinned and moaned above me before leaning down to kiss me passionately. Soon his thrusts were becoming shorter and faster.
"ooooh fuck David! I think I'm gonna cum!" I moaned as he hit my g-spot again and again.
David just kept fucking me hard and fast. Suddenly I was having an orgasm that rivaled the mind-blowing one I had had out in the kennels earlier that day. I moaned louder than before and clawed at Davids back. He kissed me and then pulled out and came all over my chest and stomach; moaning my name.


After he finished David stood up and took my hand to help me.
"Wow Katy. That was the best sex I've ever had. Your so fucking hott." David said before kissing me deeply.
I grinned and kissed him back; reaching back with my free hand to turn off the shower. I broke the kiss and whispered in his ear.
"I want to have more times like this for sure."
David reached out and grabbed two towels from the shelf and handed one to me.
"You know what I want Katy? I want more times like this but I also want to watch your dirty doggy-slut pussy get fucked by a dog. I think its super hott."


I blushed and just nodded; wrapping the towel around myself and securing it so it would stay in place. David quickly dried himself off and pulled on his clothes. I just stood there in my towel watching his beautiful body move around. He looked over and noticed me watching him.
"Like what you see?"
I nodded. "Your the most gorgeous man I've ever laid eyes upon."
David just grinned. "Your the most beautiful woman I've laid eyes upon and I intend to see you again soon. But I have to get downstairs to your father before he really starts to suspect something."
I kissed him deeply and grabbed on of my dads business cards and a pen lying on my vanity before writing my cell number and email on the back.
"Here's my information. Keep in touch."
David kissed me again and opened the door.
"Oh I will." He said before closing the door.
I just stood there and smiled the giddiest smile I had in a long time. I had just had sex with an incredibly hot man who not only was a wonderful lover but encouraged me to get further into my curiosity of dogs. At the thought of David watching a dog make me its bitch I became instantly wet and knew I couldn't wait until my next encounter with Golliath.

Hey give it to me right Now

23rd May. 2009--- Story of a life as Dog slaves:




ok well at last here is a new story I have had
Floating around in my head, for a few weeks
now and today as I'm at work with not much to
do, thought good I'll try and put pen to paper
and write my special story, for all my friends on
the beast forum, but then thought why not put it
on my Blog, and every one can check it out as I
have been uploading as many as one maybe
two a week lately, and its working out well that
way and its not interfearing with my other
duties, at the office:



Ok here we go, today is the 23 of May, and
world still in place sorry all you doomsday
believers, but God will end the world when he
is ready not when some mere man says its
going to happen, because the Bible says no
man knows the day or the hour, so stop
worrying just make sure you live righteous lives
and know Jesus as your lord and saviour, and
you will be safe if it ever happens and when ok,
thank you.

This weekend,master brought two knew boys to
use over me, and to join the clan here, they are
PitBull Terriors, one a Brindle and the other a
Black one they are only, just 15 months old but
he has them in school already learning what he
expects from them.

They seem to be very quick learner's, so soon
they will meet their new bitch, me; but looking
at the sizes of their privates they will soon make
me submissive to them in the circle, on mating
night.

Also with the German Sheperds, and the big
Afgann hunting Hounds, which are bigger than
Greyhounds, as he still keeps them for racing
dogs, and He knows I love them as well, and all
these dogs all will get their chance to mate,
and play with me each night.

As when i feed them I play with each one,
when cleaning their Kennels, and putting a
weekly clean mattress, for them to sleep warm,
through winter, many times Master says slut,
you stay with him and play let him get to know
you.

And I always know what that get to know you
means to allow him, to check me out, to see if
he can smell my pheromones, and if so I have
to get naked and sleep with him in his warm
kennel, which has an electric blanket that is
safe for us even if it might get damp, through
his cum soaking my pussy.

So, as each day arrives, and the other workers
arrive for their work days, I love Wednesday's
as that is the day all the females arrive from the
school down the town to help out at the
kennels, and there is always one or two who
want to try a dog first time.

And who teaches her me, ha ha bitch you will
love it after all the Pain subsides from him
breaking you in and going through your
Hymen; making you a real woman dog slut
bitch.

And this Wednesday was no different than last
month when Samantha was broken in she is a
black haired asian, girl very atractive and slim,
but she did scream and squeall when he
burrowed his length into her hair cunt.
But she loves it now, and now she has also
graduated to a Pitbull now, as she has been
stretched a bit, then when she finishes school
this next month she wants to join us here and
live like me.

On a permmanet, basis, so Master says if her
Parents say so then she can come, but she has
to be Adopted from the Orphanage, so He is
doing that so she will be able to stay for ever if
she wants.

And then there is Serlea, she is from Sweden
she is a very hot young lassy, nice Tits, and a
beautiful bushy blonde pussy long blonde hair
right down her back, she just loves animals and
wants to train as a vet, and come live also with
us as she has no where to live when she
finishes next Month.

So there are now going to be 3 of us Girls as
master's girls and his slut bitches for the doges
to use.Ok more next Post so keep following
each post, as these young 18, and 19, year
olds start their new journeys in life, as loving
slaves. by K9slove

Friday, May 20, 2011

This is an unusual Love Affair:.

After a sniff and a gentle nudge the boar moved off puffing and snorting only to flop under a tree at the edge of the clearing. Jenny watched him move off before she pushed from the ground. Standing she inspected herself. She was covered in mud from head to toe and her behind, hips and lower leg were coated in the boars drying fluid. Her ribs and hips were scratched and some bruising was starting to appear in both places. There was a nasty cut, still bleeding, on her calf. Her hair was Matted and grazes on her neck as well as several tears in her painting smock were all part of the boars legacy of rough sex. An inspection of her puffy virginal opening revealed a little bleeding and a few tender spots but no obvious damage. Internally Jenny felt the sticky gelatinous plug of boar semen. She wanted to remove it but decided to do that when she washed for the moment her slightly rounded tummy bore evidence of the fluid inside.

A series of grunts brought her attention back to the boar who scrambled to his feet. Jenny groaned as the black bulk waddled toward her. Lowering herself to the ground in expectation of another service, she presented to the beast. He sniffed and nudged the girl along her body and face as he had done before the two previous matings then a couple of quick sniffs at her rear and he waddled off into the low shrubs at the edge of the swamp and disappeared. Stunned and relieved Jenny raised herself and quickly grabbed some soap and a towel and rushed to the stream.

After applying some essential first aid to the cut on her calf Jenny made some breakfast and coffee. The sun was well up when she had finished, about 10:00 am she guessed. She had remained naked to this point waiting on her painting smock to dry. The boar had not returned and Jenny decided that he had gotten what he wanted and she would now be left in peace. She was no longer afraid of the boar and to her own surprise she felt no animosity toward him either. Still it would probably be best to leave even though some of the more obvious damage to her body would be hard to explain.

Even as she was convincing herself of the various merits of staying or leaving the beast returned. He was covered in a fresh layer of swamp mud and still had a few strands of roots hanging from his mouth. The big boar had not yet finished with the girl he had only been absent feeding. The beast made a direct line for Jenny and even though she had not fallen to her hands and knees he again checked her out. The big boar went directly behind Jenny and shoved her buttocks with his snout. Thinking he wanted to mate her she dropped to her hands and knees grabbing her rucksack and bedroll for support.

Again Jenny got a shove from the boar and she scrambled forward but remained on all fours. After the third shove the boar walked off about three yards stopped and turned looking directly at the tiny naked girl. Jenny realised that the boar must want her to follow and she stood and walked to the boars head. He nudged her hip, more gentle this time and she moved off in step with the huge beast. Satisfied the pink sow understood what he wanted the boar picked up the pace.

As jenny jogged to keep up with the boar the wobble in her tummy reminded her she had not yet removed the semen plug. For maybe thirty minutes they traveled at this pace. The constant jaring of the jog caused the boars seed to dribble from her then the gelatinous plug dislodged releasing copious amounts of trapped boar sperm to coat her inner thighs and legs.

Finally they stopped. Ahead, across one hundred yards of swamp and scrub were barns and a house. Closest of all were several pens and in the pens were pigs.
The boar flopped down with a grunt on a tiny island of grass, barely big enough for the two of them, on the margin of the swamp. They both lay there for about ten minutes. For the first time Jenny was able to get a good look at her beast mate. His head and short neck were half as big as  herself, its underbelly was sparsely covered in black hair and the basketball sized testicles moved slowly as the boar breathed shallowly. She edged around slowly to get a better view of her mates equipment. They were stunning by comparison with her brothers balls. No wonder he could deliver so much semen into his mate.


The boar snorted behind her and she turned to see what was wrong. The boars snout was devouring the aroma that Jenny was delivering so close to his face. Quickly she turned but the boar had again got her scent and he staggered to his feet. Jenny also moved to all fours and pulled some of the loose swamp moss under her to support the boars weight. A quick feel of her vaginal lips indicated that she was still dripping and her entrance well lubricated. The boar wasted no time as he lifted his bulk across the tiny girls body and began to probe. The boars actions were less vigorous than this morning but more deliberate. Jenny felt the slippery penis slide across her hips and slap into her inner thigh. The highly mobile shaft at one stage made contact with her belly button as the boar searched too low. She spread her knees a little more to lower her body and keep her legs clear of the boars hind trotters. Several minutes of probing including one dismount ensued before the boar slid home.

Jenny pushed back onto the boar and felt his sheath make contact with her vaginal lips at the same time as the tip twisted at the limits of her sheath. The boar was not moving as he had done previously and Jenny surmised that it was because of the close proximity of the farm. The boar took several more minutes to lodge in her cervix. Everything was slower, quieter this time. The boar still grunted and huffed as he exerted every effort to mate. Jenny for her part totally naked felt protected under his warm if bristly body. She could also feel the boars hart rate increase as he achieved entry to her cervical opening. Then Jenny felt the boars hart rate increase alarmingly and he thrust four or five times, Jenny screamed, she couldn't help it, the twisting penis tip felt as if it had been driven into her womb. It had certainly been driven deeper than the two previous times.

The scream had been heard by the dogs at the farm. There barking brought the farmer and two younger men and a woman out onto the veranda. The boar grew very still he had stopped grunting but his heart rate remained high.

The discomfort that occurred each time the boar had invaded Jennys inner sanctum did not diminish this time and she groaned lowly trying not to make a noise. The boars head was raised, his ears pricked to catch every sound and the nervous dribble splashed onto the girls hair and neck.

“did you catch what that was Clem,” the old man on the veranda called to someone unseen.
“No pa, couldn't tell what direction either could have been a big cat but I haven’t seen one in an age, should I let the dogs off?”
“No, better not if you hears it again we might,” with that the old man returned inside.
With the wind blowing away from the farm the dogs were getting no scent from the boar or the girl and they settled down. Once again everything grew quiet.
The boar had been inside the girl now for about ten minutes without moving. The discomfort of the deeply penetrating penis had grown a little more tolerable but as the boar began to gyrate his hips slowly, almost unnoticeable the tip again began to twist and burrow until it was lodged at the very limits of the girls cervix. Jenny was groaning once again, tears began to run down her cheeks as she endured the pain while holding back the cries that may have offered some physiological relief.

For the next few minutes the only movement was the boars rippling undulations as he worked his hips against Jennys behind. The discomfort diminished and was gone almost at the same time as the beast began to ejaculate. As the inner warmth spread the girl and she grew quiet.
It must have taken a good half an hour before the boar began to disengage. Jenny bit into the clumps of moss to stifle her cries. The thirty seconds of withdrawal from her cervix seemed like an age then the discomfort was gone. Jenny didn't know when the boar had finally finished with her she had fainted.

Jenny came to her senses slowly, she was still clutching the soft moss to her breast. She didn't know how long she had been unconscious, she couldn't tell. What she did know was the boar was again laying beside her its huge head resting on its paws peering off toward the farm ears pricked. Jenny straightened herself out and as she did a small tug of pain shot into her lower abdomen. “You've hurt me you big slab of bacon,” she spat at the mountainous boar beside her. The boar swung it's head sharply toward her catching her a blow to the shoulder. The sudden movement seemed like a warning to be quiet and Jenny complied. She had few options, she could run to the farm naked covered in swamp mud and boar semen but that was no option at all if she wanted to continue to live in the local area. Her other option was to stay with the boar until he lost interest in her as a mate. Jenny rolled onto her back and slid a finger into her vagina, she was completely plugged.


The sun was low when Jenny woke with a start. There were voices and the dogs were barking, the boar was no longer at her side. She lay quietly, afraid to move, until she realised that the dogs were heading south. She remained quiet, hardly moving at all for perhaps another hour until thirst and the needed to relieve herself became an overpowering motive to move. Back a short distance there had been a creek that seemed fresh and clear Jenny headed in that direction. She was gone maybe fifteen minutes but when she returned the boar was back and the sound of the dogs were distant, all else was quiet.

With the last of the suns rays behind them the boar moved slowly toward the pens at the side of the barn, Jenny hesitated but followed. They reached the barn unnoticed except by the pigs in the pen. Immediately the boar began pushing at the gate. The noise was growing and Jenny was becoming uneasy.

Then a voice from the house called, “who's there,” it was old Joe. Galvanised into action Jenny flicked the gate latch up and pulled the gate open. The boar gave a squeal and began to move quickly toward the swamp with Jenny and several pigs in close pursuit.

It took thirty minutes to reach Jenny's camp where she, three domestic sows and the boar immediately flopped down to rest. The boar remained alert and nervous constantly listening. A half hour passed and still the boar reacted to every sound. He came to Jenny and sniffed her crotch and seemed satisfied. He then made the round of the sows before making a series of grunts. The young sows stood immediately but Jenny didn't move. The boar came to her and nudged her still Jenny didn't move finally the boar headed to the edge of the clearing with the three sows close behind. He stopped once more and looked back then turned and disappeared into the swampy darkness.

Jenny rose early bathed had breakfast and packed her belongings when the baying of dogs coming fast toward her made her stop in the middle of her last chore, dousing the fire. It was old Joe and his sons, he stopped and the bloodhounds began to mill about.

“what’s up Joe?” she enquire as casually as she could.
“Hallo young Jenny, lost some pigs to that dam boar I keeps telling every one about, you seen any pigs with a huge boar?”
“cant say as I seen any huge boar but there were some pigs here last evening, stopped for a while then moved right on. I was in my tent about to have an early night, bothered me some, them stopping but they didn't come near the tent.”

“You sure there was no big boar with 'em?”
“yes I'm sure,” Jenny assured the old man.
“Didn't see a person with em I suppose, a women perhaps?”
Jenny shook her head and grinned then one of the boys called, “the hounds have got the scent again paw.”
Men and dogs plunged off into the swamp leaving Jenny alone.

Now you young Sow on heat take That

Then three quick humps drove the slender shaft deep into the human sow. Jennie gasped, not at the size but the warmth of the invading member that twisted within her sheath. She gave a start as it flicked against her cervix the portal to her inner depths. As the beast mating her humped in a rhythmic motion the penis head twisted within her.

Jenny was feeling no pain, no anger, no emotion at all as the boar's penis explored her warm wet depths. Then she screamed a sharp dagger-like pain drove into her belly. The boar gave two vigorous humps and each hump drew a scream from the girl being serviced. The tip of the boar’s penis had lodged in the narrow opening of Jenny's cervix and the boar had made sure it was firmly lodged before he stopped humping.

Tears ran down Jennys cheeks as the burning pain subsided. The boar stood still above her gasping and grunting, dribble running from its partly open mouth as he again tried to bite the girl sow beneath him. The boar squealed and Jenny gasped as she felt a warm spray surge into her belly. The Boar was clearly enjoying unloading months of pent up semen and squealed to show his delight.

Jenny could feel each squirt of hot boar’s semen fire into her, it seemed endless. After many minutes the initial jets of semen subsided as did the boars squeals only to be replaced by a warm spreading feeling. It was as if a thinner liquid was replaced by a thicker one, which in fact it was. After what seemed an eternity the boar Eased back and dislodged his penis from Jenny’s cervix with another quick stab of pain.

Jenny thought that the boar had finished but he only withdrew to the entrance of her vagina then he re-entered her with several sharp prods. The girl again felt a warm liquid spread inside her this time into her vagina. Several more minutes passed before the boar began to slowly withdraw. Even as he withdrew the warm surges of cum continued to be deposited inside the girl channel. Finally the invading penis was gone.

For a moment Jenny felt the dripping shaft twisting against her hip then that was gone as well as the boar slid backward breathing heavily and dismounted. A final sniff and lick of her vagina satisfied the boar and he waddled out and beyond the lamp light and flopped to the ground fully satisfied with the young Sow he served.

For a long while Jenny stayed as the boar had left her stunned and shaken unable to believe what had just happened to her. The tears began to trickle down her cheek, slowly at first then in rivulets as she began to sob quietly. Slowly, without thinking, she crawled to the tent under the watchful eyes of the now contented boar. Sometime much later she fell asleep.


The first rays of sunlight beating into the tent was all that was needed to awaken the distraught girl. She had slept curled into a foetal position on top of her sleeping bag to tired and confused to crawl under the covers. The memories of the previous evening came flooding back and she again began to quietly sob. Gradually she collected her thoughts and immediately became aware of the wet mess under her hip. Sometime during the night the plug of boar semen had dissolved and the copious contribution of the boars pent up reserves had flown free.

Jenny felt between her legs and her hand came away sticky and wet, she was still leaking boar semen. The boar, where was he she swung her gaze to the open tent flap. He wasn't where he had lain last evening she felt a sudden sense of relief but a grunt soon shattered her elation. Just to the right of the tent flap stood the massive bulk of the swamp boar. He was huge, bigger than Jenny had realised in the dim light of the previous evening.

Jenny cringed back but quickly realised, as she had done last night, that she had no means to escape this massive creature. The boar had evidently seen that she was awake and grunted several times then lowered his snout to the ground driving his nose into the soft dirt and drove forward with a massive thrust of his hips in a display of power that created a six inch furrow about five feet long in the turf before he lifted his head and squealed. The boars face was just inches from the tent flap white froth about his lips was flecked with dirt and dribble dripped from his jaw. The red beady eyes drilled into Jenny's eyes with an unstated demand.

God not again she thought as she rose to her knees and exited the tent. Once clear of the tent ropes Jenny stopped making no attempt to rise to her feet. the boar came to her and nudged her side playfully, well as playfully as his massive bulk allowed. He lowered his snout under her body and bunted her playfully with the end of his nose before he ran his wet sticky snout along her side, across her back then up to her face.

With his nostrils against Jennys cheek he made puffing sounds, hugh, hugh, hugh spraying her face with warm wet nasal spray before pushing his shoulder against her tiny frame forcing her to turn away. As Jenny turned the boar went to her rear and sniffed briefly then squealed. Jenny new what was coming next as the boars bulk moved over her and the slippery wet caress of the twisting penis began its search.

By being forced to turning Jenny was close enough to pull her rucksack toward her and this offered additional support for her chest and elbows. With her back straight the boars weight was evenly distributed from her hips to her shoulders. Unlike before the boar was more vigorous in searching for her opening. As the beast moved back and forth rapidly in his quest his hind trotters scraped Jennys calf drawing a scream from the girl as the sharp toe drew blood.


In a natural response the girl to move her legs further apart to avoid additional injury. As she did the searching tip plunged into her sloppy cavern. The massive boar continued squealing and grunting in time with each thrust into the tiny frame beneath him. After several minutes of buffeting the twisting shaft was firmly embedded deep inside the cervix of his human mate.

Jenny was gasping for air from the pounding she had taken from the impatient beast. The boars thin twisting shaft had again sent spears of pain up into her belly but it had not been as bad as the first time and it was certainly not unexpected as it had been last evening. With the closer contact between their bodies Jenny felt the rippling surges from deep inside the boar as it began to spray her insides with his hot seed. Now that the beast had stopped his vigorous onslaught the girl felt an almost comforting feeling from the warm bristly underbelly and fur of the beast taking her.

The boar was in no hurry as he unloaded the potential new life into this tiny sow. Her soft fur-less body stimulated him and he wanted nothing more than to stay attached to her for as long as he could.

For her part Jenny was finding some pleasure in the spreading warmth of the boars semen. The diminishing spurts seemed to go on for ever and it wasn't until the boar detached the end of his shaft from the girls cervix with the resultant stinging pain that Jenny was jolted back to the reality of what was happening to her. The boar still not finished again plugged his copious offering with his third stage ejaculate as he withdrew before reluctantly slipping from the tiny sow.

thats all for now more tomorrow perhaps. I'm working on an idea but would welcome any suggestions

Jenny and the wild Boar Pig

Jenny and the Wild Boar


The old man had been making claims for years about a large pig, perhaps many, who had been making foraging attacks on his farm land that bordered on the swamp country.
Not many people believed old Joe after listening to a lifetime of tall stories told at every opportunity and to anyone who would listen. Still he persisted with his larger than usual pig stories.


“I tell yh!” he would insist, “Them pigs is huge, one big boar must be seven or eight hundred pounds. Huge he is, caught him trying to get at my sows the other day and scared him off with my shotgun.
Jenny had herd these stories for most of her life and like the other folk in town had paid old Joe little attention. As a youngster she had used the fringes of the swamp as a playground and now, almost twenty, she often camped by the swamp for days on end to paint and photograph the abundant wildlife. Sure,she had seen the disturbed ground made by pigs rooting for food but apart from brief glimpses of a few pigs she had seen nothing extraordinary.

Something disturbed Jenny as she struggled with her pallet of colors trying to capturing the variegated light that filtered through the paperbark trees that fringed the swamp. She stopped painting and looked into the fading light of the swamp. Yes, there it was again a low grunt and a snap of a small twig. Something was out there, an animal, a large animal moving carefully. Jenny listened intently for a good ten minutes but heard no more sounds. She returned to focus on her painting but the light had gone and she decided to call it a day. As she covered her easil and removed her painting to the small tent to protect it from the night dew Jenny remained wary of the sounds of the swamp. As she herd nothing more Jenny decided to wash in the small creek before preparing a meal.

About twenty yards into the thick undergrowth two small slits of red eyes peered out from a black face of a wild Boar. The beast watched the girl as she removed her blouse and jeans and washed briskly in the cool water of the creek. As was Jennies habit she slipped on a painting smock that she used for sleeping atire and returned to the tent to prepare her evening meal. The beast remained motionless but vigilant.

The meal finished Jenny moved several yards from the tent to relieve herself. The beady eyes remained fixed on the girl as she peed. The beast tasted the air with its nostrils and lifted his head slightly and sniffed.


Finished Jenny returned to her tent. It was now dark enough to turn on the gas light and read. The buzz of the night insects attracted by the light masked the sound of the pig approaching. Surprisingly stealthy for a beast of its size the pig reached the spot where Jenny and relieved herself and sniffed deeply. So deeply that Jenny looked up briefly at the unusual noise but decided that it was just a night bird or bat and settled back to reading.

The big pig was now certain that he had found what he sought, a female in season. Yes this was a strange beast but he had seen her pale pink skin just like the farmers pigs. Since he had lost his females to the younger more agile Boar's he had been on the look-out for a new mate. The farmer had chased him off but he would return for those young sows, for now this strange female was near and in season.

Today had been a long one for Jenny, an early rise followed by a ten mile hike, just to get here, and she was tired. An early start in the morning would enable here to photograph the birds as they departed on their long day of foraging. She decided to turn-in. Because the light attracted insects jenny had placed it on a stand under the flap outside the tent and needed to leave the tent to turn it off.


The big Boar had seen the shape inside the tent move and backed off a little. Then his sharp eyes saw the girl emerge from the tent. Her scent floated toward him, he grunted with anticipation.
Jenny stopped her hand inches from the light nob. She peared into the darkness seeking a glimpse of the source of the sound. This time it had defiantly sounded like a pig and it was close. Jenny knew that wild pigs could be dangerous but they were also secretive and didn't venture too close to humans. What was this one doing so close? As her eyes became accustomed to the dark Jenny saw the massive bulk of a huge pig only yards from her and it was edging closer, its snout sniffing the air.

Jenny froze as the huge pig came into the glow of the light. Now only five yards away the girl could smell the rank ferrell smell of the pig. She reached back toward the tent but even as she did she new it offered no protection at all. It would be best if she just stood still, she taught.

The Boar eyed Jenny up and down slowly as he edged even closer sniffing loudly as he came. By now he was certain that this was a female in heat. What he couldn't understand was why this feemale was standing on two legs. As the huge beast moved to within touching distance Jenny moved away and the he followed.

Jenny had heard that when wild pigs are frightened or cornered that they might charge but this one showed no sign of charging her. The pigs nose was now only inches from her bare leg and Jenny felt the warm nasil spray as it snorted. She edged away a little and the pig followed. The boars snout touched her leg, Jenny jumped away and as she did she caught the corner rope of the tent and went sprawling to the ground
As Jenny had fallen the painting coat had lifted exposing her soft pink ass. The boar was quick to close the gap and assure himself of this strange animals gender. At first the wild boar just stood and looked at the stunned girl its head cocked slightly to the side. It appeared as if he was thinking. The boar lowered its head to the trembling girls rump grunting and sniffing furiously. Finally he found the source of the smell he sought.


Petrified Jenny made a feeble attempted to rise but was nudged by the the boar knocking her back onto all fours. The boar towered above Jenny as it quickly nudged and sniffed the girls underbelly neck and face grunting and squealing as he explored. Then the boar wheeled so that his head was behind Jenny as again began to sniff her vagina

Jenny turned her head into the boars mid section in attempt to see what was happening. She pushed hard against the beast in a futile attempt to move him away, but he held his ground. Then the boar moved again and she was confronted with the boars large swollen testicle sack as big as a football. As the boar wheeled away from the stricken girl she thought that she was being left alone and began to rise. Then an huge weight landed on her hips and back forcing her legs to buckle and spread.

The boars front trotters scraped along her ribs as he drew himself onto the tiny body under him. Fortunately for Jenny the action, her painting smock that she had  on was ridden up her body as she fell, back to partially protect her skin.
After a few initial hops the boar stopped moving and Jenny felt something wet and thin wriggling across her ass cheeks and pubic area. It was then that Jenny realised that this monstrous animal was tying to rape her.

The beasts lowered its head down into the crook of Jenny's neck. This shifted most of the animals weight, that wasn't supported by his hind legs, onto Jenny. For a second or two she fought to carry the burden but it was too much for her to carry and she slumped forward. The Boars legs were now on the ground, just behind Jenny's arms and the beasts weight no longer pinned her to the spot. For a brief moment she considered escape was possible. In commando style she edged forward.


Instantly the boar hopped forward to remain in contact with the girl. At the same time his front legs clamped hard against Jenny's ribs drawing her back toward his searching penis. The boar made angry grunts as he nipped at Jenny's neck. Fortunately the boars head and Jenny's hair were covering the same shoulder saving her from a serious bite.

Hot bursts of breath accompanied each snuffling grunt as the beast continued to probe erratically. Jenny resigned to her fate had stopped struggling fearing a more serious bite from the boars fetid teeth. Several times the boars member slid across the now trembling girls folds and each contact drew a shudder of dread from her. To her own dismay she felt herself becoming wet as the erotic touch of the slippery member moved like a tantalising finger of a lover across her body.

irrated the boar humped at the tiny body beneath him drawing sharp grunts from Jenny as the bulky beast forced air from her lungs. Now the slippery shaft was near its goal sliding along the grove between the girls ass cheeks spilling fluid as it did. Then as the pencil thin member retracted back along the ass grove the boar felt the warmth of the females vagina. This was an experienced stud and the wet warmth of a mates vagina was a familiar feel even if this female was different to other mates he had ridden. The boar paused and probed forward, exploring seeking. Jenny gasped sharply as the mobile end of The curling tip of the boars penis entered the wet, warm cave of the her sex.