Where do I take off ? I guess the origin is the respectable place. All my life I have had a strong feeling for rubber, farseeing before I knew anything about sex, but as I grew into puberty it quickly became a intimate fetish. It has now grown to where I wear rubber all the sentence at home, taking it off only when going out or expecting visitant. I sleep in rubber jammies, between rubber sheets. During the night and early morning I fill my rubber knickers with my passionate going. Even then I look for Thomas More and more intimate activity. I constantly search the web for something new that excites me.

It was while looking around at various sites that I discovered one describing bestiality. I had never thought of having sex with an animal, but somehow this caused a stirring in my gasp. More surprising, what intrigued me the most was the tale and pictures of men having sex with Male dogs. I had then, and still induce, no feeling for men, but somehow the thought of doing it with dogs brought my blood to a boil. I would go to bed at nighttime in my condom and fantasize about male wiener while I brought my passionateness to unloosen,

I found a site that sold dildos that resemble hotdog phallus in versatile sizes with knots that inflate. In excited prediction, I ordered a sensitive sized one and waited impatiently for the day that it was to arrive. It was only a thing of twenty-four hours, but it seemed to take forever. Finally the software system was delivered. I took it, rushed inside, locking the door behind me, and hurriedly opened it. I was trembling with anticipation as I rushed into the bedroom, stripped, and got into my galosh bed clothes, I tore candid the package, pulled out the dildo with bind puffiness bulb, threw the wrappings in the corner and dove between my rubber flat solid,

I hugged my caoutchouc pillow close, and as I humped against it, slid the andiron dildo between my lips. I was thoroughly aroused and bore to proceed. Bracing the end of the dildo against the pillow, I lowered my lip over it and started bobbing my nous up and down, taking in more of it on each solidus, until I got it down my throat and preceding my gag point. The deflated knot was in my back talk. I reached for the bulb, giving it various hard squeezes, until it filled my rima oris to the point where it was big enough that it could not number out. I loved it. I was so hot that after only a few gibbosity against my pillow, I blew one of the great loads of my life into my rubber pants. I went to bed every nighttime and repeated the activeness, loving it more and Sir Thomas More and more as I became habituate to it. But, after several weeks of enjoyment, I started to want Sir Thomas More. I had read the stories and seen the pictures of men mating with their dogs, and I was quick to move forward.

I decided it was time to try the dildo in my rear end. That dark, before I slipped into my rubber Night clothes, I lubricated my ass thoroughly, around the outside and as deep as my finger would reach. Then I placed the tip of the penis at my hole and nervously started to agitate. I did not have intercourse if it was going to hurt, or even be possible. It slowly started to enter me and so far it felt dear. I pushed on it more and slue it in up to the knot. I was still nervous. I had never had anything in my ass before, but decided that I wanted to get it all in. If it hurt, I could always take it out. Slowly I slid the naut mi into me. As it got past the prominent part of the Calidris canutus, my ass muscles convulsed and pulled it all the way in. Oh, yes I wanted it all ! I squeezed on the inflation bulb and the knot started to well up, pressing against my prostrate. I almost came right then, but held back.

With the partially swollen knot, I knew that it would not come out, so I took the time to make up my bed with the rubber canvas. All the sentence I was moving around the dildo was moving and rubbing inside me. My ass muscle took on a life of their own as they convulsed and spasmed, pulling the cock in and out. I was truly getting fucked, and loving it. Hurriedly I pulled on a soaked pair of rubber legal brief with an attached sheath for my putz, and then got into my condom pajamas. Sliding between my rubber sheets, I grabbed my pillow and stared humping. I loved it ! I only wished that I had a indorsement dildo to suck on. I knew that as soon as I finished my solo saturnalia, I would purchase order another.

I humped on one rubber pillow and held another close, burying my face in it and kissing it as I made passionate love to my rubber and thrilled with the dildo in my ass moving in and out as I humped. I was in Eden as I filled the cocktail dress with my cum. I was exhausted, and, even though I was still shaking with pleasure, I fell asleep, wrapped in rubber and the dildo still in me. I woke an hr later with a wax hard-on and repeated my former humping and spurted another lading into the sheath. It was just about full so I got up and removed my rubber pajama bottoms. I was still in an erotic senior high school as I carefully removed the cocktail dress gasp and wondered what my cum would taste like. I pulled the sheath to my mouth and sucked hard, pulling the two loads of cum into my back talk. I savored it for a second before swallowing it all.

After cleaning up, I sat down at my electronic computer and ordered a second doggie dildo. I continued my previous natural process every night while waiting for its pitch. Finally it arrived and I could not wait. Again I locked the door and rushed to the bed elbow room, tearing open the package as I went. It was the same as the first one but darker in vividness. good. I could distinguish between the anal and oral examination unity. aught would do, but to get into my condom and hump myself silly.

I lubed up, inserted the anal barker dildo, donned my rubber cocktail dress gasp and jammies, and slid into my prophylactic bed, humped my pillow and inflated the knot in my ass, pressing it against my prostrate and holding it in place. Then I slipped the tip of the new dildo between my lip, and slowly sucked it into my rima oris. I was in heaven, with doggie dildoes in both goal and wrapped totally in rubber. I sucked, humped and squirmed in safe X as I unloaded my sperm into my sheath. I knew I would replicate this many time to come.

Obviously, my thoughts turned to getting a real dog, but the More I thought about it, the more I realized that I did not want to attempt the everyday eating, walk, picking up, licensing, trips to the vet, and all the former responsibleness that go along with owning a pet. I was well satisfied with my two dildoes and natural rubber bed, and decided to experience with that. For several calendar month I derived with child joy from my natural rubber and my doggie dildoes and was content with my active agent sex life. But that was about to change.

One cockcrow, as I went out to get my good morning theme, I noticed a dog running loose in the street, I called it over to see if it had any identification. Of track, I immediately noticed he was male and appeared to be a mix between a shepherd and something else, perhaps a packer, I quickly discovered that he was not neutered. I could feel the stirring between my legs. But no, I was obligated to see the proprietor. He had a catch and was well fed, so he obviously was cared for and belonged to someone. There were no identifying tatter, and so I notified the local humane lodge and placed an ad in the newspaper, in vitrine anyone inquired. I waited a week and received no response.

By this time I was in total desire for this dog, and he seemed to love my smooching, even of his sheath. After the week was up I took him to the vet to be for sure he was in serious health and that he had all his right shots. The vet declared him in good wellness, and, of row, suggested that he be neutered.. I avoided this by asking for an approximation of his age. When the vet declared him to be about four old age old, I said that this seemed to be too recently in his life story to conceive of that, paid my bill and quickly left.

On the drive home I was shaking in anticipation of what we might do. I couldn't wait. As soon as we entered the business firm, I locked the doorway and rushed to get undressed, insert a dildo in my rear and clout on my safety clothing. I lay on the floor and called him over to me. He lay down with his vertebral column to me and I reached around and started to rub his belly. He obviously enjoyed it because he rolled onto his vertebral column as I kept rubbing him. I gradually worked my way down to his sheath and gently touched it to see his reaction. He seemed to sustain no protest so I held him in my hand and softly rubbed it up and down, massaging the cock that I could experience inside.

My insides were shaking with the thought of what I was about to do and my ass tightened on the dildo and pulled it deep. I glanced down and saw the tip of his cock starting to slide out of his case. I leaned over and kissed it. Again, he didn't object and his cock was now out a span if inches. I took it in my sassing and sucked softly as I ran my tongue around it. I was getting more than excited every minute and my safety pants were tricky with pre-cum. I don't know how long he was now but he extended past times my gag point and I swallowed punishing as I lashed him with my lingua. His hips started to move and I knew he wanted to jazz my mouth, so I pulled off of him and receive a look like"Why did you quit ”.

I took the pillows from the sofa, lay on my binding and propped my fountainhead up an a good angle.. I called him over and got him to range my head with his beautiful cock against my lip. I opened my backtalk and he needed no further encouragement, He thrust his slippery tool into my mouth and down my pharynx in one quick push. He started humping, fucking my mouth and throat. I loved it. I took hold of his knot with one bridge player to prevent it from entering my mouth, while I bounced on the dildo in my ass and massaged my own turncock through my rubber drawers. I was in Shangri-la. Every sexual nerve in my body was being activated.

Suddenly he stopped pumping and I knew what was about to pass. I gently squeezed his knot and pulled my chief back so that I could savor his full phase of the moon freight before swallowing it, instead of having it go straight down my throat. I wasn't disappointed. His first injection filled my oral cavity and I swallowed hard to maintain from losing any of it. I had hardly finished swallowing before his second payload emptied into me eager mouth. I couldn't keep up, and it overflowed on to my face so I rubbed all over my brass and just as his third gear load was about to recrudesce, I pulled back and took it entire in my face.

As the dog ( and I do suffer to find a epithet for him ) left to strip himself up, I took as lots of his cum as I could, off my face, pulled open the neck of my rubber shirt and smeared the dog cum on my dresser. By this clock time I was so hot I pumped myself to completion. My shirt was now tricky with dog cum and my pants the same with mine. I got up off the floor and retired to my natural rubber sheeted bed. I was delighted to slide around in my slippery cum filled rubber, felt the dildo filling my ass, and quickly released another load. The look of the cunning rubber caressing my body and the idea if being covered in cum was thrilling. But I was exhausted and fell happily to sleep.

I woke respective minute later to recover the dog on the bed beside me. I reached around, rubbed his abdomen and then his sheath. As his garden pink tip started to poke out of his sheath, I leaned over and gently sucked on him until a span of in were showing. I knew the instant had come to try something new, but I did not want his claws to tear my rubber. I got out of bed and spread an old mantle on the flooring to protect it from my cum covered trunk, took off my rubber clothing and knelt on the blanket.

My body reeked of sex and he was beside me, whining in anticipation, My anus was slippery with the nighttime cum and he needed little encouragement to ride me. I was shaking in anxious prevision. I had never been penetrated by anything so big, and I knew that his international nautical mile was bounteous that my dildo. Could I take it ? Would it hurt ? In a moment I found out. After a few quick pokes, he found his crisscross. He slid in easily and I felt wondrous. He was hot and slippery, and much better that the dildo. His humping increased in speed, and with each jab he slid in another inch or two, until his still unloose nautical mile slid in and I could feel his balls bumping against mine.

I could feel his burl sliding in and out with each thrust, getting heavy each time. Finally it would no longer fare out and we were fully knotted. I was in a tally state of sexual bliss. I was full of his beautiful rooster, and his now swollen Calidris canutus was pressing on my insides, forcing cum to transude from my now strong cock. I caught it in my hand and brought it to my mouth, savoring the wonderful taste. I could not touch my oral examination dildo. It would have better than nothing, but I knew what I wanted was a veridical dog's cock.

Another dog ? ? I don't know if I can handle that. Double vet bank note, double food vizor, double poop scooping ? ? I knew my sexual itch were getting the best of my judgment, but I wanted to do it. Where to get a dog ? The humane social club all neuter the animal before letting them be adopted. A breeder ? Getting a pup would take a year to levy and train before I could consume sex with him. Certainly another stray was not probable to wander by looking for sex.

I have finally named the dog. I have called him"Robber"because he likes to slip my shoe, shirt, tools etc. I had really wanted to call him"Rubberfuck"but didn't think that would fathom too good when I called him in from outside. He liked to steal my shoes, windsock, othe articles of wearable, and run from me The thievery seemed to be his way of getting my tending, as if the sex is not enough. I think what he is really saying is,"come sucking my cock. ”. I got him a set of plunder so that I could delight my rubber at the same time, without his nails ripping it up. I continued this way and gave up the thought of getting another dog. I satisfied my self with the dog, my rubber and a dildo for whichever end was not otherwise occupied. My insides and my pencil eraser clothes were constantly filled with cum from one end to the other.

life-time was howling. Robber quickly learned that sex was only when I was dressed in rubber, on rubber rag, and I put on his loot. That way there was no problems when I had visitor. Every night we retired to my gumshoe bed. I would caress his sheath until his dick started to shew, then suck on it until it got big. I loved the feeling of it my backtalk but by that meter I was intemperately and ready for more. The gumshoe caressed my putz as I got up onto my hands and human knee, buried my look in my rubber eraser pillow and pulled down the arse of my rubber gasp. He would be on me in an heartbeat, sliding his big slippery cock between my cheeks and into my ass. I loved the feeling as he slid into me. And then the knot. Oh my, it was good. He would pump it in and out of my eager ass until it inflated enough that it would not come out. The feeling as it pushed and pulled against my anatomical sphincter was magnificent. Then when he stopped fucking and unloaded his cum into my guts, it pushed me over the bound, and I filled my rubber gasp with my own cum.

I lived in a heaven of sexual pleasure, but yet something was missing. I knew what it was. I wanted a real live dog cock in both ends. I still wanted another dog After various months the opportunity came. One of my neighbor owned an rough male dog which I knew was a purebred Lab with well newspaper from the AKC. He had been making a side income letting him out for stud inspection and repair. He called me one day and wondered if he could ask for a favor.

His ship's company was sending him to manage their European operation and he could not take the dog with him. He asked if he could transmit possession to me. My turmoil was split second, but I played reluctant and let him fence me into it. It was a brace of weeks before he would bring the dog over so I had time to get set up. I ordered another set of booties and then decided how I would approach the new arrangement. I knew that with two males in the same house there could be a showcase of who is the alpha male

The morning of his comer I made sure that Robber had been fully satisfied, hoping that would ease any fast-growing tendencies that he might accept. When the bell rang, I had him on a short leash, and opened the door. I greeted my neighbor and then looked down at his dog. What a beautiful creature. I could see that his case was good sized with healthy looking balls. I contained my excitement and slowly facilitate Robber forward. As they slowly checked each other out. I asked his public figure. he said it was Roger."Oh that's good."I said, laughing,"Robber and Roger,"that goes in effect together."He said since they seemed to get along together, he would be on his way, as he had a airplane to catch.

I couldn't delay to find out if my approximation for this dog were going to be successful. I let them out into the G while I got ready. I stripped and put on my rubber clothes and spread a rubber sheet on the trading floor, and thoroughly lubricated my ass. I called them in and put Robber's bootie on him. Roger watched curiously. I put on his bootie. He seemed stupefy but didn't object. I lay on the arctic plane and called Roger to me and told him to lie down. He had been well trained and did so. I pulled him close to me and started to rub his belly. He obviously enjoyed that so I moved slowly to his sheath. He jumped a little but did not pull away, so I continued to rub him, and as I had done with Robber, when his cock was a couple of inches out of his sheath I leaned over and sucked him into my mouth. Since he had been used as a stud, he knew what nookie was all about, and started to do it my lip, getting bigger with each virgule. I was getting harder by the irregular. I knew this was going to be a success.

I rolled him a bit so that I could get up on my knees and pull down my safety pants, which were now slippery with pre-cum. Robber knew the subprogram and quickly mounted me. He slid easily into my lubricated ass hole and started fucking hard and fast and quickly knotted with me.. Wow, I had finally made it ! A long intemperate juicy dog stopcock trench in each end while covered in rubber. The joy was acute. I was in another cosmos. All I knew was the most fantastic pleasance I had ever imagined. I happily sucked and fucked my two dogs. I wanted this to go on forever, but knew that they would soon finish.

I could sense that Robber was about to fill my ass with his cum so I sucked even more eagerly on Roger, hoping to get them both off at the Saame time. All the while I was leaking a vast total of pre-cum from my fully erect cock. Suddenly both dogs stopped pumping. I knew what was coming and pulled back a bit from Roger so that I could taste his cum before swallowing it all. I could hold back no longer, I filled my rubber trouser with my cum, and, after Robber had shrunk enough to bump off his knot, I pulled them up and rubbed my cum all over the interior. I was full of dog cum and my pants were filled with my own. I have never before known such pleasure, or so a good deal satisfaction. I was exhausted.

While the weenie went off to strip themselves, I retired to my safety bed for a much needed rest. I was just dozing off when I felt them both on the bed with me, Robber was used to sleeping in gumshoe with me, but I wondered about Roger. He sniffed around a bit, unaccustomed to the odor of rubber, but finally settled down. All three of us slept wll, and I woke to get hold that I was holding then each by the sheath. I started to stroke them and soon all three of us were again aroused. I wanted to see how Roger fucked so I rolled Robber on his back to give him a good suck, while I got on my knees for Roger. Being a direct stud, he knew exactly what to do. He was great than Robber but easily slid into my eager ass. Oh my, he felt good and I was soon in a state of accomplished walking on air as his burl slid in and out of me and finally locked in. He was longer than Robber and his knot bigger. I loved it. It was not long before we all unloaded our cum. I sucked hungrily and tightened my ass against Rogers knot as he filled me with what seemed like a gallon of cum. At the Saami time I was happily swallowing Robber's. Needless to say this again took me over the border and I filled my pants with another loat'

We have now lived like this for a short over two months, and it has become a regular routine. When I get home from body of work, they are ready with their tips already showing. They know what to expect. I immediately put on their pillage and my gumshoe. When I dive between the rubber sheets they are already waiting for me and we have a marvelous suck/fuck/cum session before dinner party time. They both like being sucked the best, ( I guess I am good with my throat and tongue ), so I alternate for each session After dinner I sit on the sofa watching TV with a dog cuddled up on each face of me with as I scratch their bellies. We are a content family. At bed time we are back to the booty and rubber for another godforsaken sex sitting before going to kip. In the morning We awake early enough that we can accept sex again, before cleaning up and getting dressed for workplace

I have my rubber and my dogtooth lovers. I have dog cocks squirting in both ends at least three times a day, more than on weekends, and am constantly full of canid cum

It is a happy, sex filled liveliness .