`` Buster 's beef ''



It was Dan 's idea, to breed frump that is, `` A sure fire way of making a bit of additional money '', as he put it, `` for very niggling out lay ''. Well I was n't convinced, `` What about the rearing and vaccinations and the Vet invoice ? '' I had asked, `` Ah do n't vex about any of that '' he had said, `` It wo n't cost us a cent, well apart from the outlay for a good stud 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 pick of the litter too, so there 's an added bonus ''.

Of form Dan had already set his mind on the schema and I just knew from experience anything I had to tender in the way of trouble or discouragement of the thought would be countered with a diatribe of well researched responses. So, I agreed, if it made him happy I did n't really care as long he did n't leash me into his scheme.

We spent the following couple of weeks searching through the small ads and looking up dog breeder and must have traveled at least 600 miles up and down state looking at puppies that would construct a goodness fosterage stud, Of course Dan had done all the research - and bonk exactly what breed he wanted and I have to say, when he finally decided on the puppy he wanted my heart melted a little. Buster, which was the gens he smugly labeled the adorable little Doberman puppy looked so cute and fragile on his little spindly leg

I guess it was my parental instinct and we bonded very quickly over the side by side few calendar month, especially with Dan working during the days. Buster would watch me everywhere and loved plenty of petting. The Kennel club had advised that we should wait at least 8 calendar month before Buster could be introduced to his first bitch and that we should n't expect too very much from his initiative endeavour. In the clock time between Buster settled down to being a really firm and friendly pet and it was amazing how quickly he grew by the end of the eighth month he was already nearly two third gear grown.

wellspring the first gear twain of conjugation were a complete cataclysm broncobuster just did n't get a clue in fact he did n't appear to get any beneficial after several more attempts which really frustrated Dan. problem was Dan was n't the sole one getting frustrated ; Buster 's inability to fill in copulation with the bitches he was supposed to be servicing left him unsatisfied 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 baggy tee nightshirt and panty whilst Dan was sat drinking a beer. Without any word of advice, buster got up from his basket sniffed the air and wander over to the couch. Then the dirty dog pushed his olfactory organ right up my nightshirt pressing his nose hard against the gusset of my step-in. Reflexively I recoiled pulling my ramification up and shrieked at the Edward Young dog. Buster shrank back and sat with his head teacher hung in disgrace whilst my husband turned to expect at me bemused with a - `` what the f*** was that all about expression on his typeface ''.

I explained to Dan what had just transpired and to my astonishment he just laughed saying, I guess he 's got a good nose for mulct pussy, that 's my boy he said looking at baby buster who on hearing the congratulatory and jovial tone of my husband, got up and trotted over to him. My husband proceeded to pet and pat him saying thing like, `` honest Boy, you like that pussy, Horny dog, in effect boy, etc etc. ``

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

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

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

'' Do n't cerebrate 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 shriek and bound about, hell girl you nearly gave me a sum fire ''

We resumed our master positions, watching TV this time I had my legs firmly crossed and my nightshirt tugged between my inner thighs.

bronco buster settled back down lying confining to the lounge 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 happy and excited on his lank wooden leg and started licking my manpower and face - which I calmly but swiftly put a stop to as well and told him to lay down and conduct, which he did.

I guess the TV display must deliver been pretty slow because I was awakened from a light doze by the sense experience of snuffling and licking between my legs which to my horror were obscenely splayed and giving Buster superior access to the gusset plate of my cotton plant step-in. What was bad was the fact that Dan was kneeling adjacent to him and he was actually encouraging the puppy to 'Eat that pussy ( boy )'It was surreal, I though I was having a transparent dream until I realized the superstar I was feeling rich inside my tummy were just to deliciously real.

Dan had n't realized I had awoken and the sensations of the dog tonguing my panty gusset and lapping of my inner thighs was disgustingly ripe and if Dan did n't sleep with I was awake then he could n't impeach 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 happen, instead Dan quietly pulled baby buster away, gently replaced my wooden leg and took him into the kitchen to pass him some biscuits and water.

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

Dan explained that it was all his fault, he 'd had the approximation that perhaps if I acted like a bitch we could train Buster easily, `` You know let him hop on you like a dog and pretend to f*** you - I mean not actually f*** you but kick in him the right idea of what he should be doing ''

'' You must be insane '', I had replied with a look of come disgust. Secretly however something primal about the thought of being mounted by a beast excited me.

'' No, look '' Dan continued, `` you got your panties on and a night shirt, its not like he can actually enter you, in any case 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 wife to give herself to your dog ? ``

'' Well not exactly move over yourself to him, let him use you to practice session on, jeez it 's not like I am asking you to actually let the anathemize dog f*** you '' he retorted somewhat offended

'' 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 manpower and knee joint and presented my bulging gusset to Buster, who eagerly began lapping and licking my pussy juices that unbeknown to my married man were now soaking into the gusset.

'' Lift him onto me then I had commanded and Dan helped Buster 'mount'me for the start time. I adjusted my spatial relation so that he was comfortably placed on my rear as he started to hump. Dan knelt beside us urging the dog on as he simulated fucking me.

I could feel his hard pooch cock rubbing back and forward over the presence of my panties which was turning me on immensely, but was even more energise, and what Dan could n't see because my nightshirt obscured the sight was the periodic nebuliser of pooch cum squirting onto my stomach and occasionally my breasts, I could feel it running over my gently swinging globes and dripping from my aching hard nipple onto the fabric of my nightshirt. This continued for about 5 minutes, occasionally broncobuster adjusted himself and his poor pooch cock stabbed against the gusset of my pantie, in fact had I not been wearing them he would have nailed me on that first dark but it was time, even though I was tempted to get through back and queer myself for him I wanted it to seem like I was loth although by now I was anything but.

After Buster had 'dismounted'from me, Dan poured me a glass of wine and we sat and talked about what had just happened. Dan - poor naive Dan, had seen cypher more in the act than me 'helping'to train baby buster to f*** gripe. I said to him - that I though Buster had done really well and agreed, suggesting that perhaps after a couple more training sitting we could try and stud him again.

That 's how the next span of evenings where spent with me on my knees in a baggy nightshirt and panties getting my boob sprayed by a secret bow-wow sperm shower bath while Dan encouraged Buster to'f*** your cunt'


Dan had arranged to see a guy out of township who owned a doby bitch that weekend so having given Buster a couple of dark to 'replenish'we set off. When we arrived we introduced bronco buster to the bitch and once they had 'gotten to sleep together each other'left them in the privacy of the backyard to do the deed. In fact Buster did much better, the bitch presented herself and he took the tip. Unfortunately, he did everything right but penetrate the bitch and on completion, dismounted, licked his pecker and balls and trotted over to the backdoor whilst the bitch stood there somewhat bemused with cum dripping from her fur.

It was obvious bronco buster needed more training and it was whilst drive dwelling that Dan sparked up with a really shiny idea. Perhaps I should let Buster bottom MY pussy. Well you can suppose how I pretended to be utterly disgusted by his suggestion, I mean have a dog slid his lovely hot putz into my aching pussy and flood me with dog sperm - not in this life story I told him, no way am I having a muddied dog dick in my twat. Then he suggested using a condom 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 build on flesh middleman, but I knew it was flesh in flesh contact I wanted but I was n't letting on to Dan yet.

I wanted dude 's first proper coming upon with me to be perfect even if our first gear f*** was to be a nasty rubber-base paint covered one, I had that covered too. I told Dan to run and take the air him so that he would bear no beguilement for the rest of the evening whilst I prepared my body for baby buster 's breeding. Having poured a hot Bath and soaked in the weewee for a good half hr I proceeded to prepare my pussy carefully shaving every last hair from my pubic arena and pampering my smooth mound with aloe vera. I stood in front end of the floor length mirror wiping the steamy aerofoil with a damp material to give away my bald pussy. Oh my gosh, I had forgotten what it looked like. Slowly I probed my own faithful exploring my sex like a rediscovered old toy savoring the smoothness and plumpness 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 good Buster would feel.

I wrapped my hair in towel and wrapped a second around my body, and then I headed to the animation room to await my school-age child. I have to say sitting there on the couch I was more than slightly aware of the backbreaking musk my excited pussy was emitting, I was worried that Dan would sense it too and realise that I was actually excited by the though of the acts I was about to execute. In fact he did commentary on my smell, but in his unmarried minded visual modality he actually thought I had frigged my own snatch to get it make for broncobuster with no persuasion of the sexual act at all, and Buster, bless him he trotted over to me nudged at my knees, encouraging me to spread my thighs and give him access code to HIS pussy.

I was enjoying every hour, slowly parting my ramification allowing the towel to flow open revealing my hairless genitalia, I watched as Buster began to salivate and motivate in between my thigh his intrude dipping lower and lower till the cold tip touched my bare moons and his pooch clapper flicked out over the smooth extinct lips of my pussy curling up into the congregation and lifting my tasty essence into his mouth. His tongue worked deeper into my cunt and I had to bite my lip and get Dan to prepare buster for me.

Dan pulled the rubber from its wrapper and tried to guide it over dude 's doggy cock but baby buster was n't having any of it. So I said I 'd do it. Kneeling beside buster with my legs encompassing open to allow him to cover to bathe my puss with his lovely lingua I was easily able to apply the condom, infact it was a joy to actually care the turncock of my soon to be 'Mate'It felt fabulous, hot and smooth as I squeezed the air from the teat of the safe I felt the need to do more than just check this undimmed red doggy cock. I asked Dan to get me a coffee as I was a little thirsty, a nervous thirst I said as I latched the condom over the bulb of baby buster 's peter. As soon as he was out of the room I was under the dog sucking the tip of the condom covered dog dick into my sass. I felt the teat fill with air and locked it against the ceiling of my oral fissure whilst slowly closing my teeth on the latex sheath. When I was certainly that I had just the latex trapped between my incisors I quickly ground them from slope to side, causing the rubber-base paint to tear but appear intact. I knew that with very trivial effect bronco buster 's Cock would slide out the end of the sheath allowing my aching slit to caress his beautiful bone.

Dan was still out of the elbow room when I presented myself to Buster and he had no job mounting me his cock rubbing against my tranquil lunar month, I looked back to see the tip beginning to slip through the tip of the tear condom and the minuscule pee slit of his dick oozed with fragile bring in dog cum. Of trend I could n't let Dan see the condom was ripped, I needed to make sure that fellow was buried in my honey tunnel before he got back with that coffee. Reaching back I grasped fellow 's binge penis as he continued to hump erratically and slowly guided it up into my wet and welcoming cunt.

As the tip passed my outer lips and into the tight entrance to my feminine thermionic vacuum tube, it was like buster suddenly had a revelation, thrusting forward, I knew his prick was through the safe 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 pleasure as his stud dog serviced me and it was then I think that he started to realize his error I could see him out of the corner of my eye, jaw gaping and speechless as Buster humped furiously into my oh so welcoming cunt, squeaking as trapped air was expelled, oozing with my succus and Buster 's cum and me moaning like a whore as dude ejaculated, filling my puss and womb with squirt after spurt 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 dare ? You wanted me to make myself to Buster wellspring I guess now I must be baby buster 's kick ! ! ``

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