It had all began innocently enough several hebdomad earlier when Tina was doing the laundry. She had taken some blouses out of the drier and taken them upstairs to press out the wrinkles. She liked doing the ironing in the binding bedroom where she could look out the window and enjoy the view to break the monotony. On this day there was nothing much to see except for two hound in the empty lot on the other side of the block.

Casually observation, she realized what she was seeing, a male dog and a cunt in rut. As she continued with her ironing, she kept glancing up to depend out the window. The male dog kept pushing his snout into the female's rear. They were too far away for her to narrate if he was licking her or just sniffing, but thinking about it seemed to evoke something inside her. Periodically the male would jump up on the female's back and impart a couple of stab, then drop back down to pay aid to the bitch's rear. Then she saw him climb up on her one More sentence and even at this distance she could see his hips thrusting back and Forth River at an incredibly speedy pace. She couldn't help wondering what it must sense like to have such an ardently aggressive lover.

Then suddenly she noticed the male person had stopped ; both animals were standing stock still. She had no real noesis of canine sex and assumed they had finished, but they weren't moving ; the Male remained bestride. She was fascinated by this and set the branding iron down, leaning forward on the ironing circuit card to watch. minutes ticked by with no signboard of movement. Finally, the male swung around and they stood there, tooshie pressed together, facing in reverse instruction. This she understood, they were"bewilder"; she'd seen it many clock time 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 maiden 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 enquiry on it later that day. So, later that day, after the laundry was done and the ironing put away, Tina sat down behind her information processing system. She typed in dog sex on the search engine and began reading. She learned that the time the dogs were motionless meant that the male was fully in and ejaculating within the female. Tina was amazed that detent could cum for that distance of time. It was a captivating thought.

Other sites had come up ; sites with videos of women having sex with dogs. Tina clicked on several and watched short clips of women being fucked by animals. 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 egest as a relative. She watched the dog humping and thrusting briefly against the woman who was on her hands and genu.

Then suddenly she slowly bent her weapon system until her cheek rested on the 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 passion. The dog was now barely moving. Tina understood from what she'd just read the canid was probably sending a rather copious measure of cum into the adult female's pussy.

If it hadn't been for the physical resemblance, this all wouldn't have made that much of an impression on Tina, but because they were near look-a-likes, it was easy for Tina to guess she was the one who was getting screwed by the dog. She wondered what it must experience like ; the with child pecker, the swollen ball, the prolonged interjection, not to advert the look of intensely sensuous wickedness that the fair sex must be experiencing. Tina found this all to be extremely stimulate as her hand slid down into her slacks and began massaging her pussy. In her aroused United States Department of State, it didn't take much time or effort for her to get climaxing. She leaned back in the chair, her head thrown back emitting some whining groan as one thigh began shaking uncontrollably. This was followed by the feel of her toes curling inside her slippers 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 low gear time something she'd seen or read had turned her on to the point of masturbation, but the resemblance between her and this other cleaning woman 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 deep inside her. It was locked away in her imagination along with romance novel inspired fantasies about being a 17th one C maiden abducted and ravaged by plagiariser, or being Mata Hari type spy seducing enemy ship's officer, exchanging her intimate favour for surreptitious war program. These and others were ridiculous scenarios that provided good intake for masturbation, but things that had no office in her veridical world. Being screwed by a dog was added to this fantasy list, something to be brought out of the iniquity recesses of her intellect but never to be attempted.

That should have been the end of it, but fate has a way of interfering with one's program, of placing opportunities and temptation in the way. About a month later her chum had to go for a two day business conference. There was really zip 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 have him for a paseo, explaining the dog didn't seem to wish being taken to the dog house. He'd cum to recognize the dog house 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 request and she was glad to help.

Her brother left early in the morning and Tina went over that good afternoon. The dog, Casey, was a beautiful Irish setter. A large friendly animal, he loved activity, so Tina took him for a base on balls over to a nearby Mungo Park where they could wreak and run together. It was all pretty enjoyable and ingenuous. Later she took him back to her crony's business firm and fed him. Afterwards she sat on the story petting him. Casey rolled over on his back waiting for her to rub his belly. Tina complied, but she couldn't maintain her eyes from gazing at the furry case that held his cock.

Looking at it all she was reminded of was that two min clip of the blonde char getting screwed by that dog. Almost without thinking, her hired man moved down and gently stroked the covering, curious as to what would pass. At starting time it seemed to give birth no effect, then her fingertips lightly caressed his clod and Casey's penis slowly emerged. It wasn't very impressive, reminding her of an undersized carrot. She assumed it would get gravid if further aroused. But that was as far as she was willing to go. Actually she felt slightly ashamed of herself for doing that much. She went and washed her hands, made sure he had sufficiency dry food and water, then went home.

That may suffer been the end of it, but when her husband came domicile from work he announced his bowling team was having a practice session that night 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 nous, it seemed like an receptive invitation to go and do some more explore. She wasn't sure exactly what she wanted to do, but she couldn't forget the smell of exciting depravity that she'd had while handling Casey's crotch. All she was sure as shooting of was that she wanted an encore.

Soon after her husband left to go bowling, she drove over to her sidekick's planetary house. She had no plan in mind or any idea what she was going to do when she got there ; she only knew she wanted to spend the eventide with Casey. Anything was better than spending the evening by herself. The curious thing was as soon as she pulled up at her brother's situation she began to finger anxious. It was as if some interior 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 sign, a touch of extreme jumpiness swept through her. She wasn't sure what she was going to do, but she knew she wasn't there just to feed in the dog. She also wasn't sure it was anything she really wanted to or should be doing. But again, that inner part of her mind wouldn't let her leave. She gave him fresh water, added some dry food to what was already in his dish, then went into the life elbow room to sit down.

She'd decided trying to get another looking at at his putz was simply too depraved a thing for her to do and examine to fight all thoughts about it from her creative thinker. When he finished eating, Casey came in and sat at her metrical unit, waiting to be petted. She reached down and began to shine his fur with her mitt, pausing occasionally to scratch his neck or behind his ears. Then Casey laid down and rolled on his back for a belly rub. Getting down on her genu, she moved her hands back and Forth across his stomach, giving him what he wanted.

The problem was, as she did this her eyes were drawn once again to his shaft. As it had earlier, the tip slowly emerged from its furry encasement and, also as it had earlier, it had an strange erotic effect on Tina. While one hand continued to rub the dog's belly the early reached out and began caressing his dick.

Unlike this afternoon, there was no timidness this metre. Her mitt purposely gripped the cocktail dress and began stroking, her thumb flicking back and forth across the exposed tip. She could feel it expanding in her hand as he became erect. 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 manus.

She released her hold on his dick and looked at her mitt as she rubbed her thumb curiously through the viscous fluid on her fingerbreadth. Then she noticed Casey, still on his back, had raised his read/write head up, watching her. She held her hand out to him to express what she had. The dog sniffed it, then surprised her by licking her fingers. The spirit of his glossa on her finger excited her, reminding her of the videos she'd watched on pipeline. Now her mind was made up, she wanted to feel his tongue elsewhere, to live on out the scenes she'd seen on her computer screen.

Nervously, she stood up and began walking towards the bathroom, snapping her fingers and calling the dog to follow her. Once they were both in the bathroom, she closed the door and removed her jeans and underwear. Kneeling alongside Casey she reached under and gripped his putz again and resumed stroking it. She continued until some to a greater extent of the clear thick fluid began seeping out of the end. Wiping some up with her finger's breadth, Tina stood up, waved her pre-cum saturated fingerbreadth under Casey's nose and went over to the potty and, after putting down the seat lid, sat down. Spreading her wooden leg spacious, she wiped the dog's fluid onto her cunt lips.

The dog followed and, after quickly sniffing her wet soma, began licking. With the for the first time stroke of his tongue along her pussycat, she felt her abdominal and ass brawn tighten as she moaned softly. Casey started lapping at her rapidly, the hard tongue forcing its way between her gap slit lips. Tina slumped against the cool porcelain tank, her oral sex thrown back, and her hands covering her face. The dog's oral exam assault was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before.

As the rough texture of his tongue delightfully irritated the soft sensitive inner flesh of her slit and tortured her button, she had an excitedly quirky feeling in her abdomen, almost like her insides were slithering around signaling the approach of a John R. Major orgasm. The more aroused she became it seemed the faster and harder Casey lapped at her puss sending shivering waves of ecstasy through her. Within moments she was engulfed in a massive orgasm. As she began to cum, the dog seemed to become almost desperate as if his life depended on getting as much of her secretion as he could.

Tina sobbed out loudly, gasping for breathing place, helpless in the bobby pin of her intimate release, her body trembling, its various share twitching and jerking uncontrollably. Her brainiac was registering nothing beyond this psyche numbing wave of carnal pleasure. respective times Casey had raised his muzzle from her crotch and looked about excitedly before returning to his pleasurable task, but Tina barely noticed these footling respites in his attention until he tried climbing up on her. Looking down, she saw his cock sticking out and knew what he wanted next. 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 nominal head of the bathing tub tub and knelt down. The dog was behind her in a flash as she bent over on all fours. Then she felt his weightiness as he quickly mounted her, his hip joint thrusting rapidly, his forepaws wrapping around her waistline. The problem was he wasn't very accurate with his lunging. His rooster seemed to be hitting her everywhere but where it counted. Frustrated she reached back between her thighs with one helping hand to manoeuvre him into her slit, but he was thrusting too fast for her to get a grip.

She began moving the distance between her knees in and out, trying to correct the height of her hips in an attempt to line their genitals up. Finally she felt his prick slip between her cunt brim. That alone sent a physical thrill through her body as she thought to herself that she was actually doing this. Once the nous went in, Casey moved forward and throw the bulk of it into her.

The cock itself moving rapidly inside her was thrilling enough in its own right wing, but the thought of her doing something as deprave and verboten as this made it doubly exciting. Then she felt the burl trying to wedge its way into her. A few unvoiced thrusts and it penetrated, stretching her cunt brim briefly causing a unknown titillating painfulness as it did. Once inside, the dog stopped humping as his paws gripped her tightly, holding his hips tight against her. Feeling his electronic organ swelling, Tina began to orgasm again. She could experience a strange wizard mystifying inside her and she knew the dog was cumming. Leaning farther forward, she rested her cheek on the rug and began savoring every instant of all this.

She thought of the blonde in the video and felt a unknown psychic adhesion with her. It almost seemed as if they knew each other. We're baby now, she thought to herself happily. You and I, we've done something few women have ever done, a lot may give thought of it but we did it. We've both been knotted by a dog. Anybody may call us disgusting or perverted, but we know what they're missing. Who cares what others think, this is our business organization, yours and mine my beautiful sister. If it weren't for you and that picture, 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 flood her generative arrangement with cum. She could finger the quick liquidity trickling down her thighs and her belly. Though largely motionless, every once in a while Casey would give another severely thrust, almost as if he wanted to go in deeper. There was a strange feeling as the school principal of his rooster pressed against her cervix. It was all overwhelming and confusing ; a mixture of pleasure with pain in the ass, ecstasy with care, uncertainty with atonement.

Her orgasm lasted as long as the dog was in her and cumming and she now realized that's one of the things that made canine sex especial. Casey didn't cum in a couple of quick spurts, he came over a period of hour and was in no rush to pull out. It was a common orgasm taken to the extreme. The only drawback was she wanted to kiss someone, to experience individual caressing her trunk softly and gently as she orgasmed and to be able to return the loving strokes.

Again, her judgment returned to the blond. She imagined what it would be like to be with her, to take act being fucked by some turgid insatiable hound, each comforting the other, providing the missing human touch. She imagined she could taste Blondie's tongue, finger her nozzle against her face, and her hair in her fount as they kissed passionately while the dog screwed them. These fantasy thoughts intensified her almost crippling sexual climax. She knelt there helpless, fingers and toes curled under, teeth clinched, teardrop oozing out of her fold eyes, breathing in short shallow panting breathing space, feeling the muscles of her stomach, ass, and thighs tightening and releasing rhythmically. It was almost as if her vagina was trying to bosom every drop of cum from Casey's cock.

Then she felt Casey hand a strange shimmy, sending a sensuous vibe through her followed by the delectable pain as his naut mi slipped out past her unfold pussy lips. It was over. As rooster slid out, she felt the warmheartedness of his cum as it dribbled down her thighs. Too spent to proceed, she stayed in her position trying to catch her breath. Then she felt Casey's tongue as he began licking her again. It was the double-dyed way to end their trivial tryst, prolonging her feelings 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 throw survived any more of it without having a heart attack. She flopped over on her side and lay there for a few consequence resting. Casey came over and she reached up lazily and began to pet him. He leaned down and began to lick her case. It didn't topic to her that this same tongue had been just licking her cum smeared pussy, she took it as a sign of affection, that the dog considered her a good piece of ass and that pleased her, since she'd considered him a big fuck.

Eventually she got weakly up on her substructure and let him out of the lav. Slipping into her falloff, she went out and let him go out into the yard while she took a quick cascade and cleaned up the bathroom. When she finished she let him back in and then left for home. Thinking about what she had as she drove alone, she became aroused once more, but this time wanted homo link. She wished she was going to meet Blondie, who she now thought of as a close friend.

She thought of the woman's pretty face, her nice shapely build, and her adorable sanction. anathemize it, Blondie, she thought to herself, why can't you be rattling ? Why can't we plowshare this experience ? I owe you so much for awakening my involvement in this and I can't repay you. I love you, my sis, but you'll never get to have it off how grateful I am. Since Blondie was unavailable, she decided her husband would experience to do.

She met him at the door that nighttime when he returned habitation, literally throwing herself into his weapon system. She kissed him hungrily, greedily, as she ground herself against him, feeling his now erect penis though the cloth of his vesture as it pressed against her lower belly. She half dragged him into the chamber, quickly disrobing. Once she was naked, she helped him finish undressing, then laid down on the bed, articulatio genus bent and spreading wide, dying with anticipation. When he climbed on top of her she guided his throbbing rooster to her waiting cunt sass, sobbing out loudly as she felt his crocked SOB force its way into her. Gyrating wildly as he began thrusting in and out of her, her hands continuously roamed over his consistency, stroking and caressing every part of him she could reach.

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

The dog fucking her had been the wildest physical virtuoso of her biography, but her husband had provided something Casey never could, that preciously touch of human affection. She thought to herself it was a shame the two couldn't be combined somehow. She thought of the Hellenic language god Pan, half Capricorn and half human, and decided the Hellenic language had been onto something there.

Her hubby never questioned why when he'd come habitation his married woman had turned somehow into madly affectionate sexual wildcat, who had come as finale 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 while but he never noticed it only happened when her comrade was out of town and Tina went over to claim forethought of his dog .