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I'm Molly and my husband is Fred. We had kids later than most couples, so at 50 I found myself too old to be a soccer mom, but not yet ready to join the bridge club set. We have a comfortable home set back in a nice wooded area with just the right amount of privacy to give us a feeling of rural living, but enough of a physical challenge so that we were always in pretty good shape. Still, with teens in the house, and a lot of years together gone by us, things between Fred and I had gotten comfortable. Oh heck. I might as well say it. We were in kind of a rut. Not that we really noticed it...or even minded it for that matter.

We had a nice large veggie garden out in back of the house. At least it was nice until the deer grew emboldened and would regularly hop the fence and graze on the succulent and well fed plants...our plants. We had a dog, but she was an indoor dog and had also settled into that doggie middle age where she didn't get all that worked up about strangers or wildlife being around. That's when Fred came home with Turk. Turk was a mix of lab, collie and god knows what else. Fred worked near the city animal control station, and had put out the word with some of the guys who worked there.

The idea was that Turk would be set up in a run by the garden and would be an outside dog who could keep the deer intimidated enough to finally get a decent crop. He had requested that the boys in animal control find him a male who was still intact because he "wanted him to still have some fight in him". Fred was always good with dogs and before long Turk was part of the family.

As Summer approached our usual morning ritual was modified. I would take my shower last after seeing the kids off to school and Fred off to work. Turk would generally nose his way into the bathroom and when I'd get out of the shower he usually was interested in licking the water off my legs as I toweled off. I really didn't give it much thought as we'd had dogs before who did the same thing. And this had been going on for months without incident.

So I the day I got out and reached for a towel only to find that one of the kids had used the last one and thrown it into the laundry pile. I just figured I'd grab another out of the linen closet. Turk was lazily licking at my ankles and calves and when I bent over to grab the towel off the lowest shelf he shifted and I felt his nose pressed into my behind and suddenly his tongue made three sudden and strong licks along the length of my pussy. The first lick shocked me, the second I could feel the texture of him and the third made me aware of a slight but unmistakable arousal on my part.

Now many women at this point would run upstairs and dig into the toy stash or just use their own fingers to get themselves off, but for me, I could never do that. While I knew that masturbating to orgasm was normal and common, I've never been able to easily close out a good cum that way. I'd get close, and then my mind would have me concentrating on that last bit and then poof it would be gone. Sometimes I could avoid the distraction well enough to manage a weak climax, but I was my own worst enemy, and by my late teens had pretty much given up on self induced orgasms. Get someone else on the case though and I can cum over and over again.

So things had gotten back to normal in our usual little morning ritual, but the thought of that feeling, and where it might lead to was starting to pique my curiosity. So a couple weeks later I dried off and walked naked up to the bedroom. Turk followed obediently behind and when I experimentally sat on the edge of my dressing table bench and opened my legs, he wasted little time in pushing his snout in. This time I gave him more than three licks. In fact I was leaning back, propped up on my elbows on the bench as he licked and plunged me into a state.

Before I was fully even aware of what he was doing, I felt that pressure, crescendo and suddenly release in a way that usually took a while to evoke. I felt like my insides were shaking, and each stroke of his magnificent tongue was adding to the intensity of the feeling. After he'd made me cum again, he paused for a bit and I regained my senses, or what little was left of them. I felt a little guilty. I had allowed something that was unthinkable, but somehow it didn't feel particularly wrong. Nonetheless I swore it was a one time thing, and resolved that there would not be a repetition of my weakness.

That resolution lasted all of three days...
I really did try to put it out of my mind and in fact went out of my way to have sex with Fred to help drive it away. Instead I found my mind returning to those novel sensations with increasing frequency, and several days later found myself a hot mess after getting the kids off to school, and practically dragged Turk up into the bedroom where he enthusiastically repeated his performance on my sopping wet pussy. The difference this time being that I new what to expect and was therefore more receptive, so the orgasms came easier and with greater intensity. I was hooked.

So over the next few weeks our ritual changed. I'd get Fred and the kids on their way, and then Turk and I would have our little oral session. Then I'd shower and dress and put Turk out in the run for the day. I still felt guilty, but I also felt somehow more relaxed and I reasoned that Fred was getting plenty of fringe benefits from my little dalliance.

Turk and I had taken to playing on an old futon couch that we had in our bedroom. It was easier on both of us as the height was more natural and it was easier on my back. But from the lower angle it was easier to see that day by day Turk was becoming more aroused himself. Generally when we'd finish I'd head to the shower and Turk would curl up in a corner and lick himself. And honestly I should have left well enough alone at that point, but something about his cock was fascinating. Or maybe it was something about how I knew he was getting turned on and I was the source of that.

Anyway, one morning, after he'd licked me, I found myself still wanting something more. I reached out and touched his cock and was surprised how hot it felt. My mind was still floating in a sea of endorphins and I wasn't really thinking clearly about the consequences of what I was doing. I just pulled him up onto my tummy and guided his swelling cock into my open pussy. Turk didn't need any additional encouragement. I figure he had close to two months worth of blue balls stored up and the second he felt his cock penetrating a female, he was on the job. His cock felt hot inside me and was swelling in a very unanticipated way as he began to jackhammer me. I adjusted my hips to accommodate his thrusts better and just started melting as the sheer speed of his fucking and the moisture from his precum just pushed me over the edge. As I came down from that first high all I could think of was "My God, I'm fucking a dog", then I felt another orgasm building.

He was frantic, trying to power through me and I could feel his cock inside me pushing as deep as he could reach. It was out of control and I was lost in it, almost as if I were observing it happening to someone else yet the sensations triggered a physical response that seemed to take over. He wanted me. He wanted to mate with me. And I could feel him slow and swell inside me, and knew that I wanted this too.

Now I have always felt when Fred would cum in me. For me, it was kinda like the secret prize at the bottom of the cereal box. Feeling the sensation of his cock spurting inside me would often trigger me as well, but what was happening with Turk went way beyond anything I'd ever felt before. Turk slowed, I could still feel him swelling, but now became aware of his hot cum shooting into me. I was full to the point of feeling a little discomfort, but also a tingling and a stimulation of my g-spot that made my head swim as he pulsed more of his semen into me. I lost it. Lost track of where I was, and just rode the waves.

After a while I felt him grow smaller, and then unceremoniously he pulled loose from me with a gush of cum. I felt like I'd just finished a workout, but was still tingling. Emotionally I felt myself alternate between panic and elation for what had just happened. I grabbed a T-shirt out of the nearby laundry basket and sopped up the mess, threw it in the basket and then hurried downstairs to throw it in the washing machine, and then led Turk out to the run.

A flood of thoughts pushed through my mind as the day progressed. The rawness of the act. I suppose it surprised me, but what surprised me more was how much my body took over, and how arousing it was to be taken like that. It was something I would always have to keep as just our little secret. Fred couldn't know and this was never going to happen again. Except, I also found myself thinking about "next time, we'll have to..." I swear to God that Turk would bark every so often and when I'd look out the window I swear he was grinning back at me.

I was almost relieved when the kids got home from school. Things seemed to resume their usual patterns. I started working on dinner and by later that evening I swore to myself that there would be no repeat performance of today's antics.

That vow lasted all of six days.

The weekend was over and I woke up a bit groggy on Monday morning. Fred and I had made love the night before and it was both better than our usual, and worse. Better, in that I appreciated the unhurried intimacy, and I think that showed enough that Fred put in some extra effort to please me. Worse in that I found my mind wandering to things I wouldn't and could never expect to get from Fred or any other human lover.

I found myself trying to remember and to pinpoint the sensations I'd experienced with Turk, unable to define them as anything other than a dull longing frustration. And so it was with some sense of resignation and foreboding that morning that I called Turk upstairs and was waiting pantiless on the futon for him. Within seconds of hearing his paws hit the stairs I felt aroused and dripping wet in anticipation. Any thoughts beyond sheer physical pleasure fled my mind. I just spread my legs apart and Turk wasted no time claiming me.

This time, knowing more or less what to expect, I was more in tune to Turk and so I think it was even better for both of us. My orgasms were amazingly intense and Turks cum inside me felt wonderful. I felt a sense of happiness and fulfillment and a shiver went up my spine just feeling his cum leaking out of me and dripping down my thighs as I walke to the shower. It felt like a barrier had suddenly been removed and by the time afternoon had rolled around we had already had a repeat performance.

The following day was much the same, with both Turk and I getting into it more. The feeling of knowing his sperm were swimming around inside me was like a delicious little dirty secret and I found myself breaking out in a stupid little amused grin. By the end of the week, I'd lost count of the number of times Turk and I fucked. It was a lot. Almost like we were trying to make up for lost time.

The problem was when Fred came home. He didn't suspect anything and I didn't know how he'd react if he found out. He couldn't ever know about this, but my panties were usually a soaking mess of dog cum. So if he started to get amorous, I just put him off. I knew I couldn't do this forever, but for the life of me I couldn't figure out how else to handle it and for the next month, we only made love a couple times when I had the willpower to avoid giving in to fucking Turk.

That, of course couldn't remain the case forever, and one Thursday afternoon the problem kind of resolved itself.

It had to have been around 1:30 in the afteroon. I had let Turk in during lunch and he had shown signs of wanting me, so we headed upstairs and I figured we'd switch things up a little and we'd do doggie style. We were just finishing up and I was moaning softly into the futon as he began to soften. He had turned around so that we were ass to ass, and I had my eyes closed just enjoying the feeling when I heard the bedroom door opening. Looking up I saw Fred standing there with his jaw open and his eyes so wide they were bulging.

Turk was done and I felt him shrink enough to pull free, which he did, plopping out of me followed by a gush of cum onto the towels. I heard Fred mutter "Holy Shit" under his breath. I remained perfectly still looking up at him with tears starting to fill my eyes, saw him shake his head and go over to his dresser and grab a thumb drive. He had a hugely important meeting with a client over a big business deal and some of the engineering drawings he needed for his presentation were on that drive which he had obviously forgotten to grab on his way out that morning.

"We'll talk about this when I get home tonight..." he said in a very controlled tone as he headed back out the door. Turk just curled up and licked my pussy juices off his cock, barely taking note of either of us.

Well to say I was mortified would have been a tremendous understatement. I was scared to death. I felt like I'd risked everything for the sake of a little physical pleasure. Okay, a lot of physical pleasure, but now it was all coming home to roost. The way Fred had found us, gave me little option other than to come clean and spill the whole story.

He was quiet when he got home and said little to either me or the kids. So after we'd cleaned up the kitchen after dinner he motioned upstairs. I followed quietly as the kids settled in to playing a video game in the family room. Turk also decided to join us which wasn't unusual and he made for his usual spot near the door, which Fred had closed. I sat on the edge of our bed and waited as Fred pace a few steps.

"So Molly, how long have you been fucking the dog?" he said matter of factly.

"I... um.... a few months now." I replied hoping that I sounded remorseful.

"And how often do you fuck the dog, Molly" he continued.

"Um.... sometimes a few times a day, but mostly just once or twice most days. I'm sorry. I didn't mean..." I started to break down.

"Didn't mean to shut me out and leave me out in the cold while you were having a daily fuckfest with our family pet?" he cut me off.

"It's not like that... well, okay, it is like that, but only because I couldn't have you find out and well, you saw how much cum... I guess I got carried away once I got started." I trailed off.

"I guess so. But you were happy to continue on with me paying the price? That's not fair, Molly! You know at least that much, don't you?" he asked.

"I'm so so sorry, Fred. I was trying to figure a way around all this...it's just..." I stammered.

"Just that fucking the dog was that important to you? Can you even stop?" he asked.

"I....I guess so. I could stop." I said.

Fred looked at me, then over at Turk, then back at me. "You could, but you don't really want to." he stated.

"I'm sorry, Fred. It was all a huge mistake, but at the same time it's fucking amazing. I'm still trying to figure it out myself." I tried.

Fred was looking his shoes. "Okay, then if you can't explain it to me, show me." he said through gritted teeth.

"What? Fred, I can't...." I began.

"Show Me NOW" He growled, pulling me off the bed and gesturing toward the futon on the floor.

I was shocked. Fred never got this way. I was angry at him making me do something that had up until that afternoon had been a very private thing. But I was also turned on for a whole melange of conflicting reasons that I couldn't sort through. But if Freddy boy wanted a show, Hell, I was determined to make it a barn burner.

I slipped my skirt and panties off and assumed my usual invitational position on the edge of the futon. I was already wet, and when I patted my tummy and gently called Turk over, his nose went straight for my pussy. He was working me good and at first I tried to hold back a moan. But then, looking over at Fred, I saw his eyes locked on the scene, and a bulge in his pants. The bastard was actually getting turned on by this. Suddenly all bets were off and I called Fred's name to get his attention. His eyes locked with mine and suddenly I felt this erotic surge. Shame was out the window and I felt a strange sense of pride and sensual power. My dog was going to take me in front of my man, and that just made it all that much hotter. I stopped trying to hold back the moans now, but kept my eyes locked with Fred's.

I could tell from Turk's movements that the opening rounds were over and he'd want to mount soon. It only took him two tries and he was inside and pumping me as I just held on for the ride. It was obscenely hot. And all I could manage in between moans was "Look darling...look at him inside me...watch him fill me up..."

Turk hit his stride and was all the way in and going strong. Turk slowed the pace and I could feel his knot starting to swell, locking us together as one, and then could feel the pulsing scalding hot cum filling me. I was lost in a swirling cloud of bliss and stimulation. I was being bred there right in front of my husband and there was no stopping it, or wanting to stop it. I just lay there, closing my eyes now and smiling as I worked my pussy against his knot, trying to maximize the feelings that were flooding through me.

Turk had outdone himself. And when he pulled free of me, what seemed like a gallon of our juices gushed out of my used pussy. I made no attempt to move, but lay there opened and dripping. The fear and anger was now completely gone, consumed by the lust. I lay there in the haze of a horny afterglow, happy and empowered.

Fred stood by the bed, now naked himself and hard as a rock, but clearly unsure how or what should happen next. Suddenly, an idea came to me and I grinned a lazy sex soaked grin. Looking at Fred and without moving from my position I patted my tummy again, only this time I called Fred's name.

If Fred had had a tail, he would have been wagging it wildly at this point. Instead, kneeling down on the cum drenched towel he did his best Turk impression and drove his cock into my gaping pussy in one shot. I was pretty stretched and slick from the copious deposits of doggie cum still leaking out of me, but that only seemed to encourage Fred. There wasn't as much actual sensation but what there was was...electric. They say that a good part of great sex is in the mind, and just the sheer taboo of having my hubby's cock driving my lover's sperm deeper and deeper inside me had me so wound up that I found myself on the brink of another mind blowing orgasm.

Fred ground into me while I reached down, grabbed a couple fingerful's of Turk's cum and rubbed it into my clit. Fred looked more determined than I had seen him look in a long time, almost as if he were trying to get traction. And as I felt him reach the point of no return, I was right there with him again. Fred shot one gorgeous load into me, with aftershocks that went on for a full minute as we held each other...breathless.

At last, I felt his cock slip from my pussy. He reached over to grab a fresh towel to wipe the sweat from his face. We both got up a little wobbly kneed from the encounter, and wondering if the kids had heard much (they hadn't, thank god). Fred, still out of breath grabbed me by the arms and planted me squarely in front of him.

"Okay, here's the deal" he said. "You can have Turk as often as you want, but there are two conditions."

"Yes?" I asked timidly, but with some relief.

"First. If you get him on demand, then I get you on demand. Anytime I want, and any way I want." he stated.

"And?" I prompted, wondering what was to come next.

"Second. We do this," he nodded toward the futon and then at Turk "at Least once a week. Non-negotiable".

It actually worked out to be more than once a week! And suddenly we were no longer in a rut, but little did we anticipate what other adventures awaited us. But that's a tail for another time.

 

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I'm Molly and my husband is Fred. We had kids later than most couples, so at 50 I found myself too old to be a soccer mom, but not yet ready to join the bridge club set. We have a comfortable home set back in a nice wooded area with just the right amount of privacy to give us a feeling of rural living, but enough of a physical challenge so that we were always in pretty good shape. Still, with teens in the house, and a lot of years together gone by us, things between Fred and I had gotten comfortable. Oh heck. I might as well say it. We were in kind of a rut. Not that we really noticed it...or even minded it for that matter.

We had a nice large veggie garden out in back of the house. At least it was nice until the deer grew emboldened and would regularly hop the fence and graze on the succulent and well fed plants...our plants. We had a dog, but she was an indoor dog and had also settled into that doggie middle age where she didn't get all that worked up about strangers or wildlife being around. That's when Fred came home with Turk. Turk was a mix of lab, collie and god knows what else. Fred worked near the city animal control station, and had put out the word with some of the guys who worked there.

The idea was that Turk would be set up in a run by the garden and would be an outside dog who could keep the deer intimidated enough to finally get a decent crop. He had requested that the boys in animal control find him a male who was still intact because he "wanted him to still have some fight in him". Fred was always good with dogs and before long Turk was part of the family.

As Summer approached our usual morning ritual was modified. I would take my shower last after seeing the kids off to school and Fred off to work. Turk would generally nose his way into the bathroom and when I'd get out of the shower he usually was interested in licking the water off my legs as I toweled off. I really didn't give it much thought as we'd had dogs before who did the same thing. And this had been going on for months without incident.

So I the day I got out and reached for a towel only to find that one of the kids had used the last one and thrown it into the laundry pile. I just figured I'd grab another out of the linen closet. Turk was lazily licking at my ankles and calves and when I bent over to grab the towel off the lowest shelf he shifted and I felt his nose pressed into my behind and suddenly his tongue made three sudden and strong licks along the length of my pussy. The first lick shocked me, the second I could feel the texture of him and the third made me aware of a slight but unmistakable arousal on my part.

Now many women at this point would run upstairs and dig into the toy stash or just use their own fingers to get themselves off, but for me, I could never do that. While I knew that masturbating to orgasm was normal and common, I've never been able to easily close out a good cum that way. I'd get close, and then my mind would have me concentrating on that last bit and then poof it would be gone. Sometimes I could avoid the distraction well enough to manage a weak climax, but I was my own worst enemy, and by my late teens had pretty much given up on self induced orgasms. Get someone else on the case though and I can cum over and over again.

So things had gotten back to normal in our usual little morning ritual, but the thought of that feeling, and where it might lead to was starting to pique my curiosity. So a couple weeks later I dried off and walked naked up to the bedroom. Turk followed obediently behind and when I experimentally sat on the edge of my dressing table bench and opened my legs, he wasted little time in pushing his snout in. This time I gave him more than three licks. In fact I was leaning back, propped up on my elbows on the bench as he licked and plunged me into a state.

Before I was fully even aware of what he was doing, I felt that pressure, crescendo and suddenly release in a way that usually took a while to evoke. I felt like my insides were shaking, and each stroke of his magnificent tongue was adding to the intensity of the feeling. After he'd made me cum again, he paused for a bit and I regained my senses, or what little was left of them. I felt a little guilty. I had allowed something that was unthinkable, but somehow it didn't feel particularly wrong. Nonetheless I swore it was a one time thing, and resolved that there would not be a repetition of my weakness.

That resolution lasted all of three days...
I really did try to put it out of my mind and in fact went out of my way to have sex with Fred to help drive it away. Instead I found my mind returning to those novel sensations with increasing frequency, and several days later found myself a hot mess after getting the kids off to school, and practically dragged Turk up into the bedroom where he enthusiastically repeated his performance on my sopping wet pussy. The difference this time being that I new what to expect and was therefore more receptive, so the orgasms came easier and with greater intensity. I was hooked.

So over the next few weeks our ritual changed. I'd get Fred and the kids on their way, and then Turk and I would have our little oral session. Then I'd shower and dress and put Turk out in the run for the day. I still felt guilty, but I also felt somehow more relaxed and I reasoned that Fred was getting plenty of fringe benefits from my little dalliance.

Turk and I had taken to playing on an old futon couch that we had in our bedroom. It was easier on both of us as the height was more natural and it was easier on my back. But from the lower angle it was easier to see that day by day Turk was becoming more aroused himself. Generally when we'd finish I'd head to the shower and Turk would curl up in a corner and lick himself. And honestly I should have left well enough alone at that point, but something about his cock was fascinating. Or maybe it was something about how I knew he was getting turned on and I was the source of that.

Anyway, one morning, after he'd licked me, I found myself still wanting something more. I reached out and touched his cock and was surprised how hot it felt. My mind was still floating in a sea of endorphins and I wasn't really thinking clearly about the consequences of what I was doing. I just pulled him up onto my tummy and guided his swelling cock into my open pussy. Turk didn't need any additional encouragement. I figure he had close to two months worth of blue balls stored up and the second he felt his cock penetrating a female, he was on the job. His cock felt hot inside me and was swelling in a very unanticipated way as he began to jackhammer me. I adjusted my hips to accommodate his thrusts better and just started melting as the sheer speed of his fucking and the moisture from his precum just pushed me over the edge. As I came down from that first high all I could think of was "My God, I'm fucking a dog", then I felt another orgasm building.

He was frantic, trying to power through me and I could feel his cock inside me pushing as deep as he could reach. It was out of control and I was lost in it, almost as if I were observing it happening to someone else yet the sensations triggered a physical response that seemed to take over. He wanted me. He wanted to mate with me. And I could feel him slow and swell inside me, and knew that I wanted this too.

Now I have always felt when Fred would cum in me. For me, it was kinda like the secret prize at the bottom of the cereal box. Feeling the sensation of his cock spurting inside me would often trigger me as well, but what was happening with Turk went way beyond anything I'd ever felt before. Turk slowed, I could still feel him swelling, but now became aware of his hot cum shooting into me. I was full to the point of feeling a little discomfort, but also a tingling and a stimulation of my g-spot that made my head swim as he pulsed more of his semen into me. I lost it. Lost track of where I was, and just rode the waves.

After a while I felt him grow smaller, and then unceremoniously he pulled loose from me with a gush of cum. I felt like I'd just finished a workout, but was still tingling. Emotionally I felt myself alternate between panic and elation for what had just happened. I grabbed a T-shirt out of the nearby laundry basket and sopped up the mess, threw it in the basket and then hurried downstairs to throw it in the washing machine, and then led Turk out to the run.

A flood of thoughts pushed through my mind as the day progressed. The rawness of the act. I suppose it surprised me, but what surprised me more was how much my body took over, and how arousing it was to be taken like that. It was something I would always have to keep as just our little secret. Fred couldn't know and this was never going to happen again. Except, I also found myself thinking about "next time, we'll have to..." I swear to God that Turk would bark every so often and when I'd look out the window I swear he was grinning back at me.

I was almost relieved when the kids got home from school. Things seemed to resume their usual patterns. I started working on dinner and by later that evening I swore to myself that there would be no repeat performance of today's antics.

That vow lasted all of six days.

The weekend was over and I woke up a bit groggy on Monday morning. Fred and I had made love the night before and it was both better than our usual, and worse. Better, in that I appreciated the unhurried intimacy, and I think that showed enough that Fred put in some extra effort to please me. Worse in that I found my mind wandering to things I wouldn't and could never expect to get from Fred or any other human lover.

I found myself trying to remember and to pinpoint the sensations I'd experienced with Turk, unable to define them as anything other than a dull longing frustration. And so it was with some sense of resignation and foreboding that morning that I called Turk upstairs and was waiting pantiless on the futon for him. Within seconds of hearing his paws hit the stairs I felt aroused and dripping wet in anticipation. Any thoughts beyond sheer physical pleasure fled my mind. I just spread my legs apart and Turk wasted no time claiming me.

This time, knowing more or less what to expect, I was more in tune to Turk and so I think it was even better for both of us. My orgasms were amazingly intense and Turks cum inside me felt wonderful. I felt a sense of happiness and fulfillment and a shiver went up my spine just feeling his cum leaking out of me and dripping down my thighs as I walke to the shower. It felt like a barrier had suddenly been removed and by the time afternoon had rolled around we had already had a repeat performance.

The following day was much the same, with both Turk and I getting into it more. The feeling of knowing his sperm were swimming around inside me was like a delicious little dirty secret and I found myself breaking out in a stupid little amused grin. By the end of the week, I'd lost count of the number of times Turk and I fucked. It was a lot. Almost like we were trying to make up for lost time.

The problem was when Fred came home. He didn't suspect anything and I didn't know how he'd react if he found out. He couldn't ever know about this, but my panties were usually a soaking mess of dog cum. So if he started to get amorous, I just put him off. I knew I couldn't do this forever, but for the life of me I couldn't figure out how else to handle it and for the next month, we only made love a couple times when I had the willpower to avoid giving in to fucking Turk.

That, of course couldn't remain the case forever, and one Thursday afternoon the problem kind of resolved itself.

It had to have been around 1:30 in the afteroon. I had let Turk in during lunch and he had shown signs of wanting me, so we headed upstairs and I figured we'd switch things up a little and we'd do doggie style. We were just finishing up and I was moaning softly into the futon as he began to soften. He had turned around so that we were ass to ass, and I had my eyes closed just enjoying the feeling when I heard the bedroom door opening. Looking up I saw Fred standing there with his jaw open and his eyes so wide they were bulging.

Turk was done and I felt him shrink enough to pull free, which he did, plopping out of me followed by a gush of cum onto the towels. I heard Fred mutter "Holy Shit" under his breath. I remained perfectly still looking up at him with tears starting to fill my eyes, saw him shake his head and go over to his dresser and grab a thumb drive. He had a hugely important meeting with a client over a big business deal and some of the engineering drawings he needed for his presentation were on that drive which he had obviously forgotten to grab on his way out that morning.

"We'll talk about this when I get home tonight..." he said in a very controlled tone as he headed back out the door. Turk just curled up and licked my pussy juices off his cock, barely taking note of either of us.

Well to say I was mortified would have been a tremendous understatement. I was scared to death. I felt like I'd risked everything for the sake of a little physical pleasure. Okay, a lot of physical pleasure, but now it was all coming home to roost. The way Fred had found us, gave me little option other than to come clean and spill the whole story.

He was quiet when he got home and said little to either me or the kids. So after we'd cleaned up the kitchen after dinner he motioned upstairs. I followed quietly as the kids settled in to playing a video game in the family room. Turk also decided to join us which wasn't unusual and he made for his usual spot near the door, which Fred had closed. I sat on the edge of our bed and waited as Fred pace a few steps.

"So Molly, how long have you been fucking the dog?" he said matter of factly.

"I... um.... a few months now." I replied hoping that I sounded remorseful.

"And how often do you fuck the dog, Molly" he continued.

"Um.... sometimes a few times a day, but mostly just once or twice most days. I'm sorry. I didn't mean..." I started to break down.

"Didn't mean to shut me out and leave me out in the cold while you were having a daily fuckfest with our family pet?" he cut me off.

"It's not like that... well, okay, it is like that, but only because I couldn't have you find out and well, you saw how much cum... I guess I got carried away once I got started." I trailed off.

"I guess so. But you were happy to continue on with me paying the price? That's not fair, Molly! You know at least that much, don't you?" he asked.

"I'm so so sorry, Fred. I was trying to figure a way around all this...it's just..." I stammered.

"Just that fucking the dog was that important to you? Can you even stop?" he asked.

"I....I guess so. I could stop." I said.

Fred looked at me, then over at Turk, then back at me. "You could, but you don't really want to." he stated.

"I'm sorry, Fred. It was all a huge mistake, but at the same time it's fucking amazing. I'm still trying to figure it out myself." I tried.

Fred was looking his shoes. "Okay, then if you can't explain it to me, show me." he said through gritted teeth.

"What? Fred, I can't...." I began.

"Show Me NOW" He growled, pulling me off the bed and gesturing toward the futon on the floor.

I was shocked. Fred never got this way. I was angry at him making me do something that had up until that afternoon had been a very private thing. But I was also turned on for a whole melange of conflicting reasons that I couldn't sort through. But if Freddy boy wanted a show, Hell, I was determined to make it a barn burner.

I slipped my skirt and panties off and assumed my usual invitational position on the edge of the futon. I was already wet, and when I patted my tummy and gently called Turk over, his nose went straight for my pussy. He was working me good and at first I tried to hold back a moan. But then, looking over at Fred, I saw his eyes locked on the scene, and a bulge in his pants. The bastard was actually getting turned on by this. Suddenly all bets were off and I called Fred's name to get his attention. His eyes locked with mine and suddenly I felt this erotic surge. Shame was out the window and I felt a strange sense of pride and sensual power. My dog was going to take me in front of my man, and that just made it all that much hotter. I stopped trying to hold back the moans now, but kept my eyes locked with Fred's.

I could tell from Turk's movements that the opening rounds were over and he'd want to mount soon. It only took him two tries and he was inside and pumping me as I just held on for the ride. It was obscenely hot. And all I could manage in between moans was "Look darling...look at him inside me...watch him fill me up..."

Turk hit his stride and was all the way in and going strong. Turk slowed the pace and I could feel his knot starting to swell, locking us together as one, and then could feel the pulsing scalding hot cum filling me. I was lost in a swirling cloud of bliss and stimulation. I was being bred there right in front of my husband and there was no stopping it, or wanting to stop it. I just lay there, closing my eyes now and smiling as I worked my pussy against his knot, trying to maximize the feelings that were flooding through me.

Turk had outdone himself. And when he pulled free of me, what seemed like a gallon of our juices gushed out of my used pussy. I made no attempt to move, but lay there opened and dripping. The fear and anger was now completely gone, consumed by the lust. I lay there in the haze of a horny afterglow, happy and empowered.

Fred stood by the bed, now naked himself and hard as a rock, but clearly unsure how or what should happen next. Suddenly, an idea came to me and I grinned a lazy sex soaked grin. Looking at Fred and without moving from my position I patted my tummy again, only this time I called Fred's name.

If Fred had had a tail, he would have been wagging it wildly at this point. Instead, kneeling down on the cum drenched towel he did his best Turk impression and drove his cock into my gaping pussy in one shot. I was pretty stretched and slick from the copious deposits of doggie cum still leaking out of me, but that only seemed to encourage Fred. There wasn't as much actual sensation but what there was was...electric. They say that a good part of great sex is in the mind, and just the sheer taboo of having my hubby's cock driving my lover's sperm deeper and deeper inside me had me so wound up that I found myself on the brink of another mind blowing orgasm.

Fred ground into me while I reached down, grabbed a couple fingerful's of Turk's cum and rubbed it into my clit. Fred looked more determined than I had seen him look in a long time, almost as if he were trying to get traction. And as I felt him reach the point of no return, I was right there with him again. Fred shot one gorgeous load into me, with aftershocks that went on for a full minute as we held each other...breathless.

At last, I felt his cock slip from my pussy. He reached over to grab a fresh towel to wipe the sweat from his face. We both got up a little wobbly kneed from the encounter, and wondering if the kids had heard much (they hadn't, thank god). Fred, still out of breath grabbed me by the arms and planted me squarely in front of him.

"Okay, here's the deal" he said. "You can have Turk as often as you want, but there are two conditions."

"Yes?" I asked timidly, but with some relief.

"First. If you get him on demand, then I get you on demand. Anytime I want, and any way I want." he stated.

"And?" I prompted, wondering what was to come next.

"Second. We do this," he nodded toward the futon and then at Turk "at Least once a week. Non-negotiable".

It actually worked out to be more than once a week! And suddenly we were no longer in a rut, but little did we anticipate what other adventures awaited us. But that's a tail for another time.

 

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Hi, I'm kinda new here and not too shabby with this sorta stuff but i hope you like it. Its about a girl who dreams of her werewolf lover, her king, lord and mate. He is the main character in her world, there are others but this is the story of Werewulf. Its rather short and my first shot at Sexual text stuff. blush.gif
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Sarah was a very shy girl,dark haired and partially malnourished and skinny she was often picked on by the people in her life due to the scars on her arms caused by stress and her own actions. Often going into her own reclusive world to avoid the bad reality is where is mainly lived. There she would visit many of her fantasy creatures, both scary and cute at the same time.

Werewulf was the main matriarch in her reality, he was the leader of the pack, the duke of her reality, her lover and mate. He was a large werewolf, regal red fur but a toothy fanged grin and a spiking Mohawk.

Every time she visited her reality, the duke Werewulf would greet her with lick on her cheek. But wulf was also a tormentor..a sadist..and Sarah a masochist, together they were they were the two missing pieces in a puzzle put together. He would lick Sarah's neck...caressing down slowly....ear to ear......mouth to cunt....lapping her pussy like there was no tomorrow...draining her pussy juices down his tongue...his thick wet saliva dripping from her cunt like egg yolk.

He would lap and claw his excitement upon Sarahs sacred flesh. She would scream in both pleasure and pain as the blood and saliva dripped down her back and chest. Wulf's penis grew erect..so thick..so..thirsty for her pussy...he thrusted it within her...and she screamed in sudden orgasm. his thick hybrid penis grew rapidly within her warm walls.....he rammed his penis in..in and out......in..and out..

His penis, so large..Sarah could feel Wulf's tip ramming her cervix....her vagina swelling in both penis and thick yet watery cum...

She looked upon Werewulf, his face in such awe and delight....his fanged smile...dripping saliva on her face and breasts.

Wulfs penis began to swell so large..they were knotted..pieced together in love...Wulf..his hot cum.., such..delicious hot cum filling her uterus and vagina..like milk to a baby.

Sarah gazed upon Wulf, his fiery orange eyes looked back at her as she reached for his face..She lapped at his lips.. his fangs... She was then released from Wulfs hold and his penis slowly ran down her pussy dripping cum like a hose, she rubbed her breasts on his face as she cupped her leaking pussy only to later lap up the warm cum in her mouth from her hands like a dogs bowl.

She gazed upon wulfs eyes again....but wulf...he paused..stared for a moment, grinned and thrusted his claws upon her chest forcing her to land on her back...on her self made surreal landscape. He bared hes teeth only to sink his fangs in her left arm...then only to later grab his penis and rub it all over her gaping wound, later thrusting it in her mouth..

She gargled with a smile but..everything faded just before wulf was about to ejaculated for one last time for the last drop he held...but she faded away..she opened her eyes..

She lay naked on her bed.... saddened she was ripped from her reality...

She coiled, played with herself and rubbed the tears on her breasts...lay on her side..and went back to sleep..to find her Romeo..once again..

 

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Well it starts off as me and my new girlfriend im 20 and she 18 leanne is a very sexy slim girl and very sexy and I would find out about her dream.It came one night as we were having a nice evening together n having a nice meal we were having a chat about what we have both done and what we would both like to do in the future leanne said that she had been to town and got some new underwear which I was very happy with she said you wi have to wait until tomorrow to see me wearing it. I said ok I couldn't wait to see what she had bought. Then she said would you mind if I wanted to fuck another girl or guy and have you watch me as I was so gob smacked at her suggestion now I wouldn't mind I told her only if I could join in with you and another girl. She said ok I know u think my friend louise is sexy I will ask her. Then she shocked me again this time we were on the couch watching a film she said to me I had a dream last night and it was very hot n sexy. I was like ok wat was your dream about then te shock came leanne said she was wondering around the house and a strange dog walked in as she left the front door open and it pounced on her and it tried to hump her face as she said its doggy dick was very big and she wanted to fucking but as she didn't she wanted to ask me if I minded if she was allowed to fuck a dog infront of me. I was in shock but it seem to slip out ok I don't mind aslong as I can watch and film it.The next day come around her friend Louise was at our house and she seemed to have a cheeky grin on her face and gave me a sexy wink so I think leanne had been talking about what we had been discussing last night. As Louise was leaving she winked at me again n said im looking forward to seeing you both and she left leanne a big bag with stuff in n told me not to look in and she left.

 

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How Ariya and I first Met

“I’m so lonely, goddamn it.” I said to myself whilst laying on my pillow pile.
Being half tiger was fun, I’ll admit it. Being seven and a half feet tall and weighing close to three hundred pounds and being able to kill anything and perform insane stunts with no injury was fun. But it gets old. Once all the deer in the fake forest are dead, once all of the mammoths and the wolves and the moose and elk and any other animal that this communist government decides I can have is dead, things get boring. The world will never run out of animals, but me being the inhuman supernatural entity that the Siberian government created that I was, it was boring after a while. Having so much strength and power and control over myself and my life…It gets boring. Unpredictability works best for me. I like it when some terrorist oganisation sneaks into my mansion and kidnaps me. It gives me something to kill, something to do other than eat, hunt, and sleep. I’m thinking of either A) suicide, B) virtual reality C) cryogenic storage.

Let me provide some sort of material to give you an idea of who, and what, I am.
I was not born. I was grown in a lab. I had no childhood. No parents, no backstory. So what the ex-Russian government decided to do after World War Three, which was just North Korea, China, Russia, and the US, was create some super-awesome being that could be, in their mind, “The Mascot of the World”. So what they actually did was take a purebred white tiger and a human, extracted their DNA, and mashed it together on top of a tungsten-siberium pre-fab skeleton. All of the bio material was hand-grown in a secret, climate controlled underground facility somewhere under the Russian tundra. As for my brain? Well, funny story. They took a human’s, a horses, and a dolphin’s brain and put them together. Yes, that’s right. They mixed a DOLPHIN brain together with a horse’s and a HUMAN’s. Where do my tiger-is instincts come from? A computer program. There’s literally an artificial intelligence computer program running through my brain. Overpowered and dangerous? Oh, not at all. And by that I mean COMPLETELY! I know everything there is to know. World history, language, complex math, physics, chemistry, AND common sense, which not many AIs these days have. My muscles are from a COW. Yes, a cow. How do you think those delicious fatties move around? They weigh up to three tons and can run at thirty miles an hour! Now that’s some muscle! Now, my inner organs are that of a tiger, which to say the least, is annoying. I can’t eat plants. Period. Grains? No problem. Salad? Poison. Why the Siberian government decided on this vulnerability is beyond my intelligence. It seems like the easiest way to kill me. Which is very hard. I can move silently and snap your neck so fast you’ll be looking at the world upside down for the whole day before you drop to the floor. I eat meat, mostly. I can have dairy, of course, and store-bought salsa and shit like that.
I will not, and never ever will, eat horse or zebra. I don’t care what the books say. Me, a tiger, will not eat equine meat. Sure, I’ll eat a fox or a wolf or a dog. But horses? NO. Why? Because my animal brain combined with this silly computer AI can talk to and understand any animal. And the things they say when they are about to die? It instills emotions so deep within me I never knew I had. I can’t translate it into English because the words don’t exist. Imagine a [CENSOR] concentration camp prisoner begging for their life. How sad is that? Now, multiply that by a million. Still not even close to how heartrending these animals’s death pleas are. Add a power of twenty billion. Then, multiply that times another ninety million. That’s how sad it is. Honestly, I don’t think I can ever bear to hurt a horse ever again. I made that mistake once a very long time ago, and I suffered severe depression so deep I tried to blow up the Earth. Not fun. After the crazy scientists re-loaded my AI things were better. I will not ever hurt another equid again. Now, that brings me to my main point, which is how I met my current girlfriend. I’ll tell you right now: My girlfriend is a horse. Yes. Girlfriend=horse.

“I’m so lonely, goddamn it.” I said to myself whilst lying on my pillow pile.
“Why don’t you get a girlfriend?” Ralf said. He’s my butler.
“Why? Because I’m a fucking government experiment! Do you know how scared any human female would be?”
“I do, Sir. You seem to have a fondness for animals, though. Horses in particular.”
“You’re suggesting I go out with a horse?” I said, puzzled.
“Yes, yes I am. Now get off your tail and go to the stables and start chatting. I know you can speak to them. I know everything about you, Etrius, I know-”
“Yes, Ralf, I know you know.”
I groaned as I stood up from my warm and rather comfy pile of pillows. I am covered in fur, and I have the head of a white tiger, but I have digitrade feet and my hands have thick, short fingers, more like paws. I can still hold a mug, given it has a large enough space between the base and the handle for my massive paws. I don’t know what to call myself, honestly. The people of last century would have called me a ‘furry’ and scorned my appearance, but that was in 2010, nearly a hundred and twenty five years ago. To be honest not much has changed, save the massive black mark where Hillary Clinton nuked North Korea. Ten-year-olds still play those war simulator games, and six year olds are still posting nude selfies like they were in 2017. It’s a sick, twisted world, and technology hasn’t made it any better.
I jumped off the balcony and landed in the grass twenty feet below, totally silent. I walked to the stables of Shadowmare Mansion, the estate in the middle of Nebraska, not too far away from Nebraska Metrocity. The name is taken from some ancient legend of a spirit horse that served assassin masters.
I approached the stables. However, I smelled something different than usual. It was a sweet, grassy, natural odor. It didn’t stink. It actually smelled really good. I was strangely attracted to this scent. It smelled like a female tiger in heat. Except where the scent of juicy dead meat should be there was this grassy smell. And I knew it had to be a horse. Gods forbid if it was a stallion. As I opened the wooden gate, the scent grew stronger. I heard my name.
“Etrius vanRandr. Come here.”
“Who is calling me?” I said, extremely confused. This scent was bringing out the animal part of me and the human parts were shutting down. It was getting difficult to speak English and stand upright. I wanted to go on all fours.
“Etrius, it’s me! Ariya!”
“I don’t know any Ariyaaaaaa….” I started walking absentmindedly towards the source of the scent in the dimly lit stables. I found myself standing in front of a horse. This was no ordinary horse. This was my favorite horse. This mare was the one that I had accidentally hurt and suffered for. She was a black roan, and a beautiful, hot and….Strangely sexy horse. I couldn’t help my sexual instincts. My penis began to become erect. No! I thought. But it was no use. The damn thing stayed an enormous bulge in my pants.
“Etrius. It’s no use. Your instincts will guide you. By the way, I forgive you for biting my ass those many years ago. You were hungry, I get it. But you learned your lesson, didn’t you?”
Her voice was insanely sultry. I couldn’t get it out of my head. This horse… it seemed as though she was controlling me with her scent, which was stronger than ever.
“No… stop it… I don’t want…Hhhnhnnngggggg…” My attraction to this horse was driving me to my limits. I wanted to kill this horse, yet my morals and ethics were stopping me, and so was something else… My sexual desires. I had no control over them. Her grassy scent was overpowering my mind.
“Please…Stop…You smell…So..good…I want to…Hnggggggg….” I managed.
“Oh, come on, Etrius. You know you want me. Just take off those silly blue shorts and stick yourself in me. It’ll provide you with a pleasure you have not yet known. Those female tigers that seduce you? They can’t provide like I do. They’re too small. They have no minds of pleasure, they just seek satisfaction. Your lack of feline spikes does not do that for them. I am a horse, Etrius. If it fits, it works. And for you, you will be euphoric, high, if you will. You are big enough for me. I am just right for you. Now, off with those shorts.”
“Yes…As you wish…” I couldn’t resist her any longer. Her scent was torturing me, so to speak. My desire for her was stronger than I could resist. I didn’t even bother to undo my favorite belt. I just ripped the whole thing off, jeans, belt, and buckle. I leaped over the stall door and landed behind her, my height just perfect. I pulled her tail to the side and inserted myself into her. I grabbed her hindquarters with my paws and started a steady rhythm.
“Aaaaauugggghhh!!!!!!!!” I roared. It felt so good. It felt better than anything I’ve ever done. Better than mating with a female tiger while eating Kobe venison while listening to rain fall outside a cave while smelling the sweetness of ten more females to satisfy.
“Hhhhhhhhhnnnnggggggg….” Ariya grunted. It didn’t sound like a horse at all. It was clear speech, as though we were speaking the same language fluently. “You…Oh…Yes…Tiger…Hngggggg…. Ahh! Ahhhhhh! Ahh!” she moaned and grunted like a human. I was beyond vocalizing at this point. I was grunting and growling like a rabid wolf. I had never felt such satisfaction and love and lust and joy and happiness and euphoria and consummation and fulfillment before. It was like…Well, there’s nothing to really describe what it’s like to have sex with a horse, especially one that has pheremonic control over you. Her sweet, grassy odor was overpowering, yet it felt soooooooo good. She moaned one last final time and then she screamed! Yes, a scream, like a human orgasming! I felt a sudden wetness around my pubic area. I had come in her, not just a normal amount of semen either. It was more than I’ve ever produced, more than even the first time I masturbated. She had squirted, just like a human. The smell of our combined essences was the best-smelling thing I’ve ever had the pleasure of scenting. It wasn’t like her grassy musk. It was like when a fat human adolescent child smells bacon, except it smelled like nothing I can describe in English. I’m not even going to try.
“The bonding! It has happened!” the other horses in the stable cried. I had forgotten about them in my craze.
“The bonding? What’s that?” I said.
“That’s when a horse finds her true mate. A true stallion that can produce the most pure young.” Ariya said.
“But I’m not a horse.” I said.
“That does not matter. During our passionate mating session I learned several things about you from your scents. You are not natural, yet you can produce the most pure young of any equine ever. You can even produce young from any species of animal, be it avian, mammals, reptilians, or fish. Anything that lives!” she said.
“You mean I can fuck anything and have the best children ever?” I asked, confused.
“Yes, my love. But the Bonding, you see, between a horse… it is eternal. Our souls are bound. You can still produce children with others, but the act will not provide you with any pleasure. You are bound to me now. I am the one and only, until death.” The black horse named Ariya said.

 

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Ch.1
I woke up and felt myself shivering, I felt the cold floor beneath me... Something was wrong, I rubbed my eyes and looked around, I was in a cage, a large dog cage. All I was wearing was a dog collar, I heard a noise like a door creaking and looked up. There were 4 huge Rottweilers staring back at me the biggest one had a shock collar on, the other 3 had spikey red collars. The biggest started a low growl. Then a door slammed and I jumped and hit my head. The dogs sat like statues in a line. I heard boots hitting the cold concrete ground of the kennel. I looked up to see a tall muscular man. He starred at me with dark cold eyes. "h..hi?" I managed to squeak out "Shut up you bitch!, bitches do not speak!" He opened the door of the cage and pulled me out by my collar. I tried to get up but I felt a hot sting on my head and fell back to the ground. "Bitches do not stand up! You will know your place!" I was shaking and I felt tears forming in my eyes, where was I? "We need to teach you obedience little bitch, I don't know why they brought you to me so young, teens are not my ideal. You see my dogs here bitch? They are trained professionals! Do you know what they do?" I shyly shook my head no "well I guess we'll just have to show you now wont we." he said with a devilish look in his eyes. He reached down and locked a chain onto my collar then he locked the other end of the chain to a hook on the wall. It was a very short chain. Then he called a command in a different language to his dogs, the biggest dog stepped forward and sat, he patted his head and left the room locking the door behind him. As soon as the door slammed shut the dogs started coming towards me. "n-n-nice doggies" I started to move from my hands and knees to a more comfortable position when a loud bark followed with growling came from the biggest dog in the room. Then in a flash he had run up to me and barred his teeth near my neck. I swallowed and started to cry holding myself still as possible. The dog walked behind me and I started to squirm after I felt his warm rough tongue run across my smooth hairless clit. I dared not squirm again, the dog had nipped at my clit scaring me half to death. He then continued slurping away, I looked down between my legs to get a good look at him and I could see his giant smooth red dick hanging from its sheath. I shivered at the sight, but then I had an odd feeling of relief as the dog licked faster and faster, I was actually enjoying this feeling. I bit my lip as a rush of nerves came over me again and again, I felt warm moist cum running down my legs and I felt the Rottweiler licking viciously at it. then after he had cleaned me up he jumped up on top of me and I felt his sharp claws on my sides. His hot breathe on my neck. I was barely able to hold his weight. for I was considerably smaller than he was. The dog pressed one of his paws onto the back of my head and it flew down to the ground, I hit it really hard on the floor and a rush of pain entered my head. Then I felt his hard hot cock poking around. I looked down and saw it again bigger now all veiny and red, as I watched I saw it only after 2 trys it slid right in, it hurt so bad my tears came back but it only hurt for a few minutes then I felt it rubbing back n forth inside me I felt it rubbing against the sides of my clit and ramming my tummy again and again. I couldn't control myself and came again and again and then I felt him swelling in me and he burst his hot puppy seed inside me and I came just as much if not more as he did, I felt the cum running down my legs and my stomach down my chin and onto my lips I licked it away and enjoyed the salty taste it provided. This dog had just dominated me and I felt right I felt in my place so to speak. Then I felt him in me his knot was stuck in me and it made me shiver in ecstasy. As he pulled I didn't want him to stop. Then I heard a door slam again and jumped just as high as the first time. The man walked over and saw the dog and me and smugly smiled at my reaction. "I guess this wont be that hard after all little bitch" Then he started laughing and walked further down the hall he came back holding a water hose, he turned the nozzle to full blast and pointed at my hot wet clit and the dogs throbbing hot dick. It instantly turned me off and I tightened around the dog, then he pulled out with a sloppy wet plop sound and just walked away. The man turned off the hose and came over to untie me. Then he led me back to my cage and locked me in. "you did good today little pup, I'm proud of you and my boys" He pat his dogs on the head and threw them all a raw steak then left locking the door behind him and all the lights cut off, and all I could see was the dogs glowing eyes around me.

I woke up and couldn't move, I was tied to a mattress in an empty room with a dresser in it. I heard the door open and the man walked in, "good morning sunshine" He looked down at me with an odd grin, "you were a good girl last night weren't you?" He went over to the dresser and pulled a vibrator out of the bottom drawer "you'll like this one pup" He turned it on and rubbed it around on my exposed pussy, until I was wet with excitement, "pant like a bitch!" In his demanding tone I wouldn't dare disobey. I stuck my tongue out and panted but as he got faster going in and out of me with the vibrator I found myself not having to fake anymore he waited right till I was about to climax then stopped. I looked at him desperately wanting him to finish, but he just laughed and whistled. I heard claws hitting concrete floor and in came a red collared Rottweiler. The man patted the mattress and the dog stepped up onto it and stepped towards me the dog looked at the man and the man nodded the dog then snorted and licked away at my wet hot pussy. It felt so good his warm rough tongue cleaning my wet hot pussy getting deeper and deeper. The man whistled again and another red collared dog stomped in. "You belong to these dogs bitch all 4 of them you do anything and everything they want you to do you understand? You are their bitch and they know that, now open your mouth nice and wide" I shook my head timidly and opened my mouth I could see the dogs veiny red penis in between his strong muscular legs, I knew these dogs could kill me if they wanted, so I was going to give them whatever they wanted. I then took the second dogs large cock in my mouth and almost choked, it was massive, like a can in my mouth, I struggled to keep it in my mouth as I sucked back and forth, I felt my muscles tightening and starting to spasm as the first dog lapped up my juices, I sucked harder as I came. The man then flipped me over on my hands and knees as I continued to suck the second dog, the first mounted me and I felt crushed under his weight. He shoved his massive cock straight in me first try I moaned and screamed in pain and ecstasy, they were muffled because my mouth was full. The dog pounded his massive hard doggie cock back in forth inside me, I felt every vein on his huge dick rubbing the sides of my aching pussy, pounding into my tummy each thrust. As I started to orgasm I felt the second dog growing inside my mouth his knot pounding the back of my throat his hot cum filling my mouth as I struggled to swallow it all. at the same time my body spasming and tightening as my cum and doggie cum flowed out of my pussy onto my legs. My body was full of hot juicy doggie cum I had swallowed what felt like a gallon and I felt the hot juice inside me. the dog came again as his knot was growing smaller, the man quickly went to the dresser and pulled out a pussy cork he quickly shoved it inside me to trap the dogs cum inside me, it felt amazing. I collapsed and just laid there catching my breathe. "i'll make a great bitch out of you yet" the man patted my head as the dogs licked at my bare ass and naked pussy. he put a gag in my mouth and strapped it around my head then he but a butt plug in my ass and attached a leash to my collar. "time to show you the big boys"

My mater (the man) put my leash on my and led me down the hall, outside. Outside was not a very large area, there was a very tall fence, a big chain wrapped around the tree, and some dog toys shredded here and there. It was a nice day not to hot not to cold. "you're going to play outside today okay? my friend is bringing you some friends over, and im getting paid god money so you better be on your best behavior" He patted m on the head and unhooked my collar. "I wont be long an I know you cant get over that fence, so i'll leave your chain off for now." He went inside and slammed the door behind him, the sound still made me jump. I laid down on the grass as a dog would do and pondered what I had in treat for me today, I had no sham and was adapting to this new life fairly well. The door opened and three massive akita inus ran into the yard coming straight towards me I crawled towards the tree a little but they growled at me, I heard the men laughing and I looked up and saw a rather attractive young man laughing with my master I blushed at the thought of these dogs ravishing me in front of this attractive guy. I laid on my back and slid myself under the biggest dog, giving this man a show. I took its giant hard doggie cock in my mouth and started sucking, I felt the dog nuzzling his cold nose around my now wet pussy, he licked at it a few times then pulled away and walked to his owner. I got back up not knowing what I did wrong I really wanted to show the man, My thoughts were interrupted as a slimy wet rough tongue went straight into my pleading pussy I looked under my legs and saw the second biggest lapping between my legs, I laid on my back and turned around so I could preform my act again. I took its wet juicy cock in my mouth and licked around I sucked and moaned as the dogs tongue explored my pussy. My master walked over and rubbed my belly then he pulled the dog to the side so I could still suck him but he wasn't licking me, I sighed in disappointment and looked at my master longingly from under the massive dog. "patience pup" He went and got a bucket and flipped it over, he pulled y legs up over the bucket so my head was on the ground and my bare ass was on the bucket and my exposed wet pussy was in the air. The biggest dog wandered back towards me panting excitedly, I sucked away at the dog already inside me, then with no hesitation the biggest dog jumped ontop of me and thrust his massive doggie cock inside me. my scream was muffled by another doggie cock the grass felt wet beneath me, the other dog had urinated on my tummy. I was being roughly used by these dogs and I had no shame. I started humping the biggest dog back as is thrust grew deeper I moaned like the bitch I knew I was. I felt the dog in my mouth growing and beating the back of my throat he was so big I gagged, I couldn't get him out though, not now his knot was huge inside my mouth then it all flowed out, his hot yummy doggie seed hit the back of my throat and filled me, I came at the feeling and the dog ontop of my started faster. I felt his knot growing inside me and my pussy ached, it felt like he was ripping me apart, but it didn't last long, I was orgasming in seconds, My muscles spasmed an tightened around his masive bulge. I felt his cum filling me, running through parts of me I didn't know had, The dog rammed his cock deep inside me shoving his doggie cum further into me. I screamed in excitement. The man moved the bucket from under me and I had to hold myself up so he wouldn't rip out of me. My arms were shaking and I was exhausted I couldn't holdmyself up anymore, I let myself fall to t grass feeling his giant knot yanking out of me, his still hot wet cum ran out of me and covered my thighs and the ground. The dog just walked away again a if I were nothing, I was kind of saddened for I was starting to yearn for their affection. The new man came over to me and patted my head, "thank you for playing with my boys today, you did a good job" his touch was soft and I wanted him to take me an dominate me. He stared at me for a moment then yelled for his dogs to come home. They left fairly quickly. My master came outside with a bowl and put it by the tree he called me over and in one side there was wet dog food and the other water. "you'll be staying outside tonight, I have to prepare you for any conditions because when someone comes to buy you you'll be at their home not mine." He picked up the chain and locked it to my collar. "if you need me just bark" He then laughed "I want to try an experiment"he got a water hose and put it up to my puss I squirmed but he smacked me He then turned the water on high and I felt it filling me the cold water was awful. He quickly shoved a pussy cork in me and I squirmed uncomfortably as I felt the col swishing inside me. "lights out little one, training has only just begun" he walked inside an locked the door behind him.
The morning couldn't have come soon enough, my master came outside and let the water out. I smelt of outside an dog piss, "you girl need a bath" he crabed my collar and led me on all fours to the house. We went down the hall to a room with a big walk in shower you could fill it like a bath tub as well. He turned on the water filling the tub part and retreived some dog shampoo from under the counter. He whistled "your going to be bathing with a friend" he said smiling, and the biggest rottweiler I encountered my first night came troting in. The man patted the tub and the dog hoped right in. He looked at me and nodded so I climbed over in with the dog. "You are going to clean eachother today ok?" The dog looked to understand better than I did, just follow your master pup" and he nodded to the dog, I lowered my head and nodded. The man turned the shower head on and walked away. The massive dog sat and started licking my bare chest nipping at my hard nipples. I jumped but he growled. So I took my place and stayed still. He soon got up and started licking my mouth, I opened it for him and he licked all over my mouth when he stopped he sat again. The man came back and asked the dog if he was ready the dog barked in responce. The man then cover the dog in doggie shampoo and worked it into his fur, he then sstarted rubbing me all over with the cold gooey shampoo, I smelt like wet dog. He slowly worked his slippery hands all over my hot wet body. He messaged my hard nipples and breast he rubbed down my stomach and massaged my clit. My pussy swelling in excitement. He slipped his warm fingers into my wet slipery pussy and then continued up to my bare ass where he slipped his fingers into my ass. After getting me nice and slippery the dog started licking my soapy body, it felt amazing his toounge hot and rough slipping around me he got closer to my longing pussy and I turned to get him closer, he licked in and out lapping at my jucies I was more than wet from the water, he worked his way up licking my ass , I knew it would only be fair to return the favor so I stroked most of the soap out of his fur until I got to his huge doggie cock, I licked at the soap and started sucking on him suductivly, playing with his balls in my hands, tthe dog stood there willingly I. Got faster and faster wanting to taste his salty seed, I could feel him growing, faster faster, his knot grew and grew banging against the back of my throat he burst his hot salty doggie cum all into my throat, I swallowed as much as I could, but a lot ran out the side of my mouth, I pulled awayy and washed his huge cock off with my tongue then I worked up to his doggie ass and licked away the soap. The dog turned towards me and licked my head in thanks. I turned around and coxed him to mount me, with no hesitation the dog jumped ontop of me and pounded his hot doggie cock into my wet juciey pussy, I had been longing for him, his huge red dick ramming further and further into my tight moist pussy throbbing with joy. So slippery just slipping in and out of me back and forth rubbing the sides of my pussy with his soft fur, I came as he thrust in and out of me, I felt him knotting again and I started blushing knowing what was in store for me, it roughly rubbed the wall of my pussyy as he pushed back and forth, he lodged himself far into my pussy and exploded hot cum into every fiber of me I felt the hot liquid runing inside me causing multiple orgasms it ran out of me and down my thighs turning rubery like in the water. While he was inside me I flipped around and licked him on the nose , he licked me in my mouth and I laid there under him in my right ful place with his cock lodged inside of me, I had excepted the I was his...