It had all began innocently enough several week earlier when Tina was doing the washing. She had taken some blouses out of the drier and taken them upstairs to iron out out the crinkle. She liked doing the ironing in the back sleeping room where she could look out the window and enjoy the vista to get out the monotony. On this day there was nix much to see except for two dogs in the vacuous lot on the early English of the block.

Casually observance, she realized what she was seeing, a male dog and a cunt in heat. As she continued with her ironing, she kept glancing up to front out the window. The male person dog kept pushing his snout into the distaff's butt. They were too far away for her to tell if he was licking her or just sniffing, but thinking about it seemed to stir something inside her. Periodically the Male would climb up up on the female person's back and give a match of push, then spend back down to pay attending to the bitch's back. Then she saw him climb up on her one more time and even at this length she could see his coxa thrusting back and forth at an incredibly rapid stride. She couldn't help wondering what it must feel like to sustain such an ardently aggressive lover.

Then suddenly she noticed the male had stopped ; both animals were standing stock still. She had no really cognition of cuspid sex and assumed they had finished, but they weren't moving ; the male remained hop on. She was fascinated by this and set the iron down, leaning forward on the ironing board to watch. minute ticked by with no sign of cause. Finally, the Male swung around and they stood there, asses pressed together, facing in opposite directions. This she understood, they were"dumbfound"; she'd seen it many clip before. When they finally separated, the male surprised her by turning and, presumably licking the bitch's vagina again. It was something she wished she could get her husband to do after intercourse.

This was the first gear time she'd ever watched two dogs copulating from beginning to end and she'd found it intriguing. She was especially curious about that prolonged period that they were motionless and decided to do some inquiry on it later that day. So, later that day, after the washables was done and the ironing put away, Tina sat down behind her calculator. She typed in dog sex on the search engine and began reading. She learned that the time the dogs were inactive meant that the male was fully in and ejaculating within the female person. Tina was amazed that bounder could cum for that distance of fourth dimension. It was a captivating thought.

former sites had come up ; website with video of women having sex with bounder. Tina clicked on several and watched forgetful clips of cleaning woman being fucked by fauna. Some were arousing, some were not, but one stood out in her mind. It was a pretty blonde who bore enough of a resemblance to Tina to pass as a relative. She watched the dog humping and thrusting briefly against the adult female who was on her hands and knees.

Then suddenly she slowly bent her arms until her cheek rested on the trading floor, a grimace on her face ; Tina assumed the woman had just been"knotted ”. Then she saw the grimace disappear, replaced by a look of open mouthed cacoethes. The dog was now barely moving. Tina understood from what she'd just read the canine was probably sending a rather voluminous amount of cum into the woman's pussy.

If it hadn't been for the forcible resemblance, this all wouldn't have made that a lot of an impression on Tina, but because they were near look-a-likes, it was sluttish for Tina to imagine she was the one who was getting screwed by the dog. She wondered what it must sense like ; the large hawkshaw, the swollen ball, the protracted ejaculation, not to mention the feeling of intensely sensuous wickedness that the woman must be experiencing. Tina found this all to be extremely turn on as her manus slid down into her slacks and began massaging her kitty. In her brace state, it didn't take lots prison term or effort for her to begin climaxing. She leaned back in the chair, her foreland thrown back emitting some whining moan as one thigh began shaking uncontrollably. This was followed by the flavor of her toes curling inside her slipper as her pussy began contracting and her stomach tightening as she was gripped by an onrushing orgasm.

That might had been the end of it all, it was not the first off time something she'd seen or read had turned her on to the degree of masturbation, but the resemblance between her and this early charwoman to each other haunted her. In Tina's illusion it almost seemed as if it were her on that floor with a dog's gumshoe locked abstruse inside her. It was locked away in her imagination along with romance novel inspired fantasies about being a 17th 100 maiden over abducted and ravaged by buccaneer, or being Mata Hari eccentric spy seducing foe officers, exchanging her sexual favor for privy war plans. These and others were cockeyed scenarios that provided goodness inspiration for masturbation, but things that had no place in her actual world. Being screwed by a dog was added to this phantasy list, something to be brought out of the dark recesses of her psyche but never to be attempted.

That should have been the end of it, but fate has a way of interfering with one's plans, of placing opportunities and temptation in the way. About a month later her brother had to go for a two day stage business conference. There was really nothing unusual about that, he had to do that about once a calendar month. This time, however, he asked her to come over and feed his dog and take him for a manner of walking, explaining the dog didn't seem to like being taken to the kennel. He'd come to recognize the kennel as soon as the car pulled into the parking lot and would start whining and carrying on horribly. Tina agreed, it seemed like a reasonable asking and she was glad to help.

Her brother left early in the morning and Tina went over that afternoon. The dog, Casey, was a beautiful Irish Setter. A large friendly creature, he loved bodily function, so Tina took him for a walk over to a nearby park where they could run and run together. It was all pretty enjoyable and clean-handed. Later she took him back to her Brother's house and fed him. Afterwards she sat on the storey petting him. Casey rolled over on his back waiting for her to scratch his belly. Tina complied, but she couldn't keep her eyes from gazing at the furry cocktail dress that held his cock.

Looking at it all she was reminded of was that two second cartridge clip of the blonde woman getting screwed by that dog. Almost without intellection, her hired hand moved down and gently stroked the screening, funny as to what would bechance. At first it seemed to own no impression, then her fingertips lightly caressed his formal and Casey's phallus slowly emerged. It wasn't very impressive, reminding her of an undersize cultivated carrot. She assumed it would get larger if boost aroused. But that was as far as she was uncoerced to go. Actually she felt slightly ashamed of herself for doing that much. She went and washed her deal, made sure he had enough dry intellectual nourishment and piss, then went home.

That may have been the end of it, but when her husband came home from work he announced his bowling team was having a pattern session that Nox and he would be going after supper. She knew that would mean he probably wouldn't be home until after ten o'clock. This normally wouldn't have bothered her one way or another, but tonight, with the memory of her afternoon experience fresh in her mind, it seemed like an open invitation to go and do some more exploring. She wasn't sure exactly what she wanted to do, but she couldn't forget the feeling of exciting turpitude that she'd had while handling Casey's genitals. All she was for certain of was that she wanted an encore.

Soon after her husband left to go bowling, she drove over to her brother's planetary house. She had no program in idea or any idea what she was going to do when she got there ; she only knew she wanted to spend the evening with Casey. Anything was good than spending the evening by herself. The rum thing was as soon as she pulled up at her blood brother's billet she began to feel anxious. It was as if some internal part of her mind knew she was going to see the dog's cock again and it excited her.

When she first went into the theatre, a feeling of extreme nerves swept through her. She wasn't sure what she was going to do, but she knew she wasn't there just to feed the dog. She also wasn't sure it was anything she really wanted to or should be doing. But again, that interior office of her head wouldn't let her leave. She gave him overbold water supply, added some dry food to what was already in his looker, then went into the living room to sit down.

She'd decided trying to get another look at his cock was simply too depraved a matter for her to do and try out to push all thoughts about it from her mind. When he finished eating, Casey came in and sat at her human foot, waiting to be petted. She reached down and began to smooth his fur with her hand, pausing occasionally to scratch his neck or behind his spike. Then Casey laid down and rolled on his book binding for a belly rub. Getting down on her knee, she moved her hands back and Forth River across his abdomen, giving him what he wanted.

The problem was, as she did this her heart were drawn once again to his cock. As it had earlier, the tip slowly emerged from its furry incasement and, also as it had earlier, it had an unknown erotic core on Tina. While one manus continued to rub the dog's belly the other reached out and began caressing his dick.

Unlike this afternoon, there was no timidness this time. Her helping hand purposely gripped the sheath and began stroking, her thumb flicking back and forth across the exposed tip. She could feel it expanding in her manus as he became tumid. Slowly she began squeezing and releasing the odd shaped penis as if she were milking it and in a way she was ; some clear fluid came out and ran down onto her deal.

She released her grasp on his cock and looked at her script as she rubbed her ovolo curiously through the viscous fluid on her finger's breadth. Then she noticed Casey, still on his binding, had raised his promontory up, watching her. She held her helping hand out to him to show what she had. The dog sniffed it, then surprised her by licking her fingerbreadth. The feel of his tongue on her fingers excited her, reminding her of the videos she'd watched on line. Now her thinker was made up, she wanted to feel his tongue elsewhere, to live out the scenes she'd seen on her computer screen.

Nervously, she stood up and began walking towards the john, snapping her finger and calling the dog to keep an eye on her. Once they were both in the bathroom, she closed the door and removed her jeans and underclothing. Kneeling alongside Casey she reached under and gripped his cock again and resumed stroking it. She continued until some more of the clear stocky fluid began seeping out of the end. Wiping some up with her digit, Tina stood up, waved her pre-cum saturated fingers under Casey's nose and went over to the toilet and, after putting down the posterior lid, sat down. Spreading her legs wide, she wiped the dog's fluid onto her slit lips.

The dog followed and, after quickly sniffing her wet flesh, began licking. With the offset fortuity of his tongue along her cunt, she felt her abdominal and ass muscles tighten as she moaned softly. Casey started lapping at her rapidly, the strong tongue forcing its way between her gapped pussy lips. Tina slumped against the cool porcelain tank, her chief thrown back, and her script covering her face. The dog's oral assault was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before.

As the rough texture of his tongue delightfully irritated the voiced sensitive inner bod of her cunt and tortured her clitoris, she had an excitedly offbeat tactile sensation in her belly, almost like her interior were slithering around signaling the approach of a major sexual climax. The more put forward she became it seemed the faster and harder Casey lapped at her cunt sending shivering Wave of ecstasy through her. Within here and now she was engulfed in a massive orgasm. As she began to cum, the dog seemed to become almost desperate as if his biography depended on getting as much of her secretion as he could.

Tina sobbed out loudly, gasping for breath, helpless in the bag of her sexual release, her consistency trembling, its various parts twitching and jerking uncontrollably. Her nous was registering nothing beyond this judgment numbing wave of fleshly pleasure. Several times Casey had raised his muzzle from her genitals and looked about excitedly before returning to his pleasurable chore, but Tina barely noticed these little rest period in his attention until he tried climbing up on her. Looking down, she saw his cock sticking out and experience what he wanted future. Remembering her blonde look-a-like in the video, she knew she wanted it, too.

Gently pushing the dog aside, she got up and walked over to the shaggy rug in battlefront of the tub tub and knelt down. The dog was behind her in a photoflash as she bent over on all quaternity. Then she felt his weight as he quickly mounted her, his hips thrusting rapidly, his forepaws wrapping around her shank. The problem was he wasn't very accurate with his lunging. His turncock seemed to be hitting her everywhere but where it counted. Frustrated she reached back between her thighs with one paw to point him into her pussycat, but he was thrusting too fast for her to get a grip.

She began moving the length between her knees in and out, trying to conform the height of her hips in an endeavour to blood their crotch up. Finally she felt his prick slip between her slit lips. That alone sent a physical chill through her organic structure as she thought to herself that she was actually doing this. Once the head went in, Casey moved forward and thrust the mass of it into her.

The cock itself moving rapidly inside her was thrilling enough in its own right, but the opinion of her doing something as depraved and taboo as this made it doubly exciting. Then she felt the knot trying to thrust its way into her. A few heavy poking and it penetrated, stretching her cunt lips briefly causing a strange erotic bother as it did. Once inside, the dog stopped humping as his paws gripped her tightly, holding his rose hip tight against her. Feeling his organ swelling, Tina began to orgasm again. She could feel a strange sensation mysterious inside her and she knew the dog was cumming. Leaning farther forward, she rested her nerve on the rug and began savoring every consequence of all this.

She thought of the blonde in the telecasting and felt a strange psychic bond with her. It almost seemed as if they knew each other. We're sisters now, she thought to herself happily. You and I, we've done something few women have ever done, a lot may have thought of it but we did it. We've both been knotted by a dog. Anybody may holler us disgusting or perverted, but we know what they're missing. Who cares what others think, this is our business, yours and mine my beautiful sister. If it weren't for you and that video, I'd never be doing this, thank you, thank you so much.

As she and the dog were coupled together she felt her orgasm increasing in intensity as Casey continued to glut her procreative scheme with cum. She could feel the warm liquidness trickling down her second joint and her belly. Though largely motionless, every once in a spell Casey would give another hard drive, almost as if he wanted to go in deeper. There was a strange feeling as the head of his cock pressed against her neck. It was all sweep over and confusing ; a mixture of pleasure with pain in the neck, disco biscuit with fear, uncertainty with atonement.

Her coming lasted as long as the dog was in her and cumming and she now realized that's one of the things that made canine tooth sex special. Casey didn't cum in a couple of quick spirt, he came over a period of minutes and was in no hurry to commit out. It was a mutual orgasm taken to the extreme. The only drawback was she wanted to kiss individual, to finger someone caressing her torso softly and gently as she orgasmed and to be able to return the loving strokes.

Again, her idea returned to the blond. She imagined what it would be like to be with her, to take turns being fucked by some gravid insatiable hound, each comforting the other, providing the missing human touch. She imagined she could savor Blondie's tongue, experience her nozzle against her face, and her hair in her face as they kissed passionately while the dog screwed them. These fantasy thoughts intensified her almost crippling orgasm. She knelt there helpless, finger and toes curled under, teeth clinched, tears oozing out of her close optic, breathing in light shoal panting hint, feeling the musculus of her stomach, ass, and second joint tightening and releasing rhythmically. It was almost as if her vagina was trying to squeeze every drop of cum from Casey's cock.

Then she felt Casey chip in a strange slip, sending a sensuous shakiness through her followed by the toothsome pain as his knot slipped out past her unfold kitty lips. It was over. As cock slid out, she felt the warmth of his cum as it dribbled down her thighs. Too spent to affect, she stayed in her berth trying to catch her breath. Then she felt Casey's tongue as he began licking her again. It was the perfect way to end their little tryst, prolonging her flavour of ecstasy a little longer.

Finally, as Casey walked away, she knew it was over. It was just as well, she didn't know if she could have survived any more than of it without having a spunk onrush. She flopped over on her slope and lay there for a few moments resting. Casey came over and she reached up lazily and began to pet him. He leaned down and began to lick her expression. It didn't matter to her that this same tongue had been just licking her cum smeared pussy, she took it as a mark of affection, that the dog considered her a good fuck and that pleased her, since she'd considered him a great fuck.

Eventually she got weakly up on her infantry and let him out of the bathroom. Slipping into her slump, she went out and let him go out into the yard while she took a agile shower and cleaned up the bathroom. When she finished she let him game in and then left for home. Thinking about what she had as she drove alone, she became wake up once more, but this time wanted human striking. She wished she was going to meet Blondie, who she now thought of as a unaired friend.

She thought of the fair sex's pretty face, her squeamish shapely build, and her lovely countenance. anathemize it, Blondie, she thought to herself, why can't you be rattling ? Why can't we share this experience ? I owe you so lots for awakening my interest in this and I can't repay you. I love you, my sister, but you'll never get to know how grateful I am. Since Blondie was unavailable, she decided her hubby would give birth to do.

She met him at the door that Nox when he returned household, literally throwing herself into his subdivision. She kissed him hungrily, greedily, as she ground herself against him, feeling his now erect penis though the material of his clothing as it pressed against her lower belly. She half dragged him into the sleeping accommodation, quickly disrobing. Once she was naked, she helped him finish undressing, then laid down on the bed, knees bent-grass and feast wide, anxious with prevision. When he climbed on top of her she guided his throbbing stopcock to her waiting slit sassing, sobbing out loudly as she felt his stiff prick force its way into her. Gyrating wildly as he began thrusting in and out of her, her hands continuously roamed over his body, stroking and caressing every part of him she could reach.

Her back talk kissed, licked, and nibbled through the whole affair, making for what was lacking in her earlier sexual experience with Casey. Finally, when she felt his cock spurting a encumbrance of cum into her, she relaxed, happily satisfied as they cuddled together.

The dog fucking her had been the wild physical hotshot of her life, but her husband had provided something Casey never could, that precious signature of human affection. She thought to herself it was a shame the two couldn't be combined somehow. She thought of the Hellene god Pan, half goat and half human, and decided the Greeks had been onto something there.

Her husband never questioned why when he'd come place his wife had turned somehow into madly affectionate sexual wildcat, who had come as closing curtain it outright raping him as a female can. All he knew was he was grateful for it and it was repeated every once in a piece but he never noticed it only happened when her brother was out of town and Tina went over to take care of his dog .