`` buster 's Bitch ''



It was Dan 's melodic theme, to breed hot dog that is, `` A certain fervor way of making a bit of spear carrier money '', as he put it, `` for very little out lay ''. Well I was n't convinced, `` What about the rearing and inoculation and the Vet circular ? '' I had asked, `` Ah do n't worry about any of that '' he had said, `` It wo n't cost us a cent, well apart from the expenditure for a good studhorse dog and his up keep but that will be a pittance compared to the money we can get for the stud fees, and we get the choice of the litter too, so there 's an impart bonus ''.

Of course of instruction Dan had already set his judgment on the scheme and I just knew from experience anything I had to declare oneself in the way of trouble or discouragement of the approximation would be countered with a fulmination of well researched reply. So, I agreed, if it made him happy I did n't really care as long he did n't rope me into his scheme.

We spent the next couple of hebdomad searching through the small ads and looking up dog breeders and must have traveled at least 600 miles up and down state looking at puppy that would make a practiced breeding rivet, Of course Dan had done all the inquiry - and knew exactly what breed he wanted and I have to say, when he finally decided on the puppy he wanted my heart melted a little. dude, which was the name he smugly labeled the adorable little Doberman puppy looked so cute and fragile on his little spindly legs

I guess it was my maternal instinct and we bonded very quickly over the following few calendar month, especially with Dan working during the days. bronco buster would conform to me everywhere and loved plenty of petting. The Kennel club had advised that we should wait at least 8 month before Buster could be introduced to his first beef and that we should n't have a bun in the oven too much from his first attempts. In the time between broncobuster settled down to being a really loyal and friendly pet and it was amazing how quickly he grew by the end of the 8th month he was already nearly two thirds grown.

Well the first base couple of mating were a complete disaster broncobuster just did n't have a cue in fact he did n't seem to get any better after various More endeavor which really frustrated Dan. problem was Dan was n't the alone one getting frustrated ; Buster 's inability to complete coitus with the squawk he was supposed to be servicing left him unsated too.

I ca n't remember exactly how it all started ; I just remember that one evening I was sitting watching the TV. I was stretched out on the couch in my sloppy tee nightshirt and pantie whilst Dan was sat drinking a beer. Without any warning, Buster got up from his basketful sniffed the air and wander over to the couch. Then the dirty dog pushed his nose right up my nightshirt pressing his nose voiceless against the gusset of my pantie. Reflexively I recoiled pulling my pegleg up and shrieked at the young dog. Buster shrank back and sat with his head hung in disgrace whilst my husband turned to look at me bemused with a - `` what the f*** was that all about flavour on his face ''.

I explained to Dan what had just transpired and to my astonishment he just laughed saying, I guess he 's got a good olfactory organ for ticket pussy, that 's my boy he said looking at Buster who on hearing the congratulatory and jovial look of my husband, got up and trotted over to him. My married man proceeded to pet and pat him saying thing like, `` Good Boy, you like that pussy, Horny dog, good boy, etc etc. ``

'' Dan ! ``, I had complained, `` you should n't be encouraging him like that, I do n't want him learning bad substance abuse like sniffing my crotch every five minute that isn't right field in fact it down right disgusting. ``

'' Lighten up '' Dan replied softly, `` He 's just a dog, he does n't know any better, for him it's just natural to sniff at stuff ''

'' Yeah, well let him sniffle at you if you feel that way about it '' I had replied coolly

'' Do n't think he 's that way inclined ?"Dan smirked back, `` If he does it again, just close you legs, push him away and tell him No, do n't shrill and leap about, hell girl you nearly gave me a heart plan of attack ''

We resumed our original positions, watching TV this meter I had my peg firmly crossed and my nightshirt tugged between my internal thighs.

Buster settled back down lying fill up to the sofa but not looking at me, he still obviously felt some guilt so I petted him on the head and said, `` It 's ok just do n't do that again ''. He bounced around all felicitous and excited on his spindly stage and started licking my hands and aspect - which I calmly but swiftly put a stop to as well and told him to lay down and do, which he did.

I guess the TV show must get been pretty benumb because I was awakened from a light doze by the sensation of snuffling and licking between my legs which to my revulsion were obscenely splayed and giving buster higher-ranking access to the gusset of my cotton wool panties. What was worse was the fact that Dan was kneeling following to him and he was actually encouraging the pup to 'Eat that kitty-cat ( boy )'It was surrealistic, I though I was having a lucid ambition until I realized the sensations I was feeling deep inside my tummy were just to deliciously real.

Dan had n't realized I had awoken and the sensations of the dog tonguing my scanty gusset and overlapping of my inside second joint was disgustingly good and if Dan did n't know I was awake then he could n't incriminate me of being pervy or hypocritical, secretly I yearned for him to pull the gusset aside to let Buster really 'Eat Me', It did n't go on, instead Dan quietly pulled Buster away, gently replaced my stage and took him into the kitchen to give him some biscuits and water.

By the time they came back I had 'woken up'and I was looking pretty annoyed. After all my panties where soaked, and not just with my juices and I wanted an explanation.

Dan explained that it was all his demerit, he 'd had the idea that perhaps if I acted like a cunt we could train Buster punter, `` You know let him ride you like a dog and pretend to f*** you - I mean not actually f*** you but give him the right musical theme of what he should be doing ''

'' You must be insane '', I had replied with a face of number disgust. Secretly however something central about the thought of being mounted by a creature excited me.

'' No, look '' Dan continued, `` you got your panties on and a night shirt, its not like he can actually recruit you, in any showcase I will be her to get him off if it get out of control.

I had looked skeptically at him, `` You mean you want me, your married woman to give herself to your dog ? ``

'' Well not exactly yield yourself to him, let him use you to practice on, jeez it 's not like I am asking you to actually let the beshrew dog f*** you '' he retorted somewhat bruise

'' Look I do n't want a fight about it '', I replied `` if it makes you happy honey I 'll do it '', and with that I rolled onto my hired hand and articulatio genus and presented my bulging inset to broncobuster, who eagerly began lapping and licking my pussy succus that unbeknown to my husband were now soaking into the gusset.

'' Lift him onto me then I had commanded and Dan helped Buster 'mount'me for the maiden prison term. I adjusted my locating so that he was comfortably placed on my back as he started to hump. Dan knelt beside us urging the dog on as he simulated fucking me.

I could feel his laborious doggie peter rubbing back and forward over the front end of my panties which was turning me on immensely, but was even more evoke, and what Dan could n't see because my nightshirt obscured the deal was the periodic spray of doggy cum squirting onto my tum and occasionally my breasts, I could find it running over my gently swinging earth and dripping from my aching firmly pap onto the fabric of my nightshirt. This continued for about 5 transactions, occasionally fellow adjusted himself and his wretched bow-wow cock stabbed against the inset of my pantie, in fact had I not been wearing them he would have nailed me on that get-go night but it was sentence, even though I was tempted to achieve back and let on myself for him I wanted it to seem like I was reluctant although by now I was anything but.

After fellow had 'dismounted'from me, Dan poured me a methamphetamine hydrochloride of wine and we sat and talked about what had just happened. Dan - poor naive Dan, had seen zippo more in the act than me 'helping'to check baby buster to f*** Bitches. I said to him - that I though Buster had done really well and agreed, suggesting that perhaps after a distich more aim seance we could try and constellate him again.

That 's how the following duet of evenings where spent with me on my knee in a loose-fitting nightshirt and panties getting my nipple sprayed by a secret doggy sperm shower down while Dan encouraged fellow to'f*** your bitch'


Dan had arranged to meet a guy out of town who owned a doby kick that weekend so having given Buster a couple of Night to 'replenish'we set off. When we arrived we introduced Buster to the beef and once they had 'gotten to have it off each other'left them in the seclusion of the backyard to do the deed. In fact broncobuster did much better, the bitch presented herself and he took the lead. Unfortunately, he did everything right but penetrate the gripe and on completion, dismounted, licked his dick and Lucille Ball and trotted over to the backdoor whilst the bitch stood there somewhat bemused with cum dripping from her fur.

It was obvious fellow needed more training and it was whilst drive home base that Dan sparked up with a really shining melodic theme. Perhaps I should let Buster riddle MY slit. Well you can imagine how I pretended to be utterly disgusted by his proffer, I mean have a dog slid his lovely hot cock into my aching snatch and flood me with dog sperm - not in this life sentence I told him, no way am I having a dirty dog dick in my kitty-cat. Then he suggested using a safety so it would really be just like having sex with a dildo that was attached to the dog and there would n't actually be any flesh on anatomy contact, but I knew it was flesh in anatomy touch I wanted but I was n't letting on to Dan yet.

I wanted Buster 's first proper skirmish with me to be perfect even if our first gear f*** was to be a nasty latex paint covered one, I had that covered too. I told Dan to eat and take the air him so that he would have no distractions for the balance of the evening whilst I prepared my body for Buster 's education. Having poured a hot bath and soaked in the waters for a good half minute I proceeded to prepare my puss carefully shaving every death hair from my pubic area and pampering my smooth hummock with aloe vera. I stood in front of the floor duration mirror wiping the steamy surface with a damp textile to discover my bald pussy. Oh my gosh, I had forgotten what it looked like. Slowly I probed my own crease exploring my sex like a rediscovered old toy savoring the blandness and roundness of my outer labia and the wet rubbery texture of my inner flaps, I felt myself slipping a finger into my moist pinkness, my thumb instinctively pressing on my bud and wondered just how thoroughly Buster would feel.

I wrapped my hair in towel and wrapped a s around my body, and then I headed to the bread and butter way to expect my pupil. I have to say sitting there on the sofa I was more than slightly mindful of the arduous musk my excited cunt was emitting, I was worried that Dan would smell it too and realize that I was actually excited by the though of the bit I was about to perform. In fact he did comment on my perfume, but in his single minded sight he actually thought I had frigged my own pussy to get it ready for dude with no idea of the sexual act at all, and Buster, bless him he trotted over to me nudged at my knee joint, encouraging me to spread out my thighs and give him access to HIS pussy.

I was enjoying every minute, slowly parting my legs allowing the towel to flow open revealing my hairless crotch, I watched as Buster began to salivate and move in between my second joint his horn in dipping lower and frown till the frigidness tip touched my bare moon and his doggy tongue flicked out over the smooth verboten lips of my pussy curling up into the congregation and lifting my tasty essence into his mouth. His tongue worked deeper into my slit and I had to bite my lip and get Dan to get up baby buster for me.

Dan pulled the condom from its wrapper and tried to guide it over fellow 's doggie cock but bronco buster was n't having any of it. So I said I 'd do it. Kneeling beside Buster with my branch astray outdoors to allow him to continue to bathe my pussy with his adorable tongue I was easily capable to go for the condom, infact it was a joy to actually handle the cock of my soon to be 'Mate'It felt fabulous, hot and smooth as I squeezed the air from the pap of the prophylactic I felt the motivation to do more than just hold this bright red pooch cock. I asked Dan to fetch me a coffee as I was a footling thirsty, a aflutter hunger I said as I latched the condom over the bulb of Buster 's cock. As soon as he was out of the room I was under the dog sucking the tip of the prophylactic covered dog cock into my mouth. I felt the mammilla fill with air and locked it against the roof of my mouth whilst slowly closing my teeth on the latex paint sheath. When I was sure that I had just the latex paint trapped between my incisors I quickly ground them from slope to side, causing the latex to tear but appear intact. I knew that with very footling force Buster 's peter would slither out the end of the case allowing my aching pussy to fondle his beautiful bone.

Dan was still out of the room when I presented myself to Buster and he had no problem mounting me his cock rubbing against my smooth moons, I looked back to see the tip beginning to slip through the tip of the torn safe and the little pee slit of his cock oozed with thin brighten dog cum. Of path I could n't let Dan see the safety was ripped, I needed to take a shit surely that fellow was buried in my love tunnel before he got back with that coffee. Reaching back I grasped bronco buster 's stuff phallus as he continued to lie with erratically and slowly guided it up into my wet and welcoming cunt.

As the tip passed my outer back talk and into the tight entryway to my womanly tube, it was like fellow suddenly had a revelation, thrusting forward, I knew his cock was through the safety and fully rooted in me as he f***** in and out of my hole.

And that how Dan found us, Me his wife moaning softly with delight as his stud poker dog serviced me and it was then I think that he started to realize his mistake I could see him out of the corner of my eye, jaw gaping and speechless as baby buster humped furiously into my oh so welcoming cunt, squeaking as trapped air was expelled, oozing with my juice and Buster 's cum and me moaning like a working girl as Buster ejaculated, filling my cunt and womb with spirt after jet of thick gooey dog sperm.

Shall I get him off you Dan had offered, to which I clearly remembered saying `` do n't you fucking defy ? You wanted me to give myself to dude well I guess now I must be dude 's beef ! ! ``

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