It had all began innocently enough various workweek earlier when Tina was doing the laundry. She had taken some blouses out of the dryer and taken them upstairs to iron out out the wrinkles. She liked doing the ironing in the dorsum bedroom where she could look out the window and enjoy the view to snap off the monotony. On this day there was nil often to see except for two dogs in the empty lot on the other side of the block.

Casually watching, she realized what she was seeing, a male person dog and a bitch in heat. As she continued with her ironing, she kept glancing up to look out the window. The male person dog kept pushing his snout into the female person's stern. 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 skip over up on the female's back and give a couple of stab, then throw back down to pay attending to the bitch's rear. Then she saw him climb up up on her one more time and even at this distance she could see his coxa thrusting back and forth at an incredibly rapid pace. She couldn't avail wondering what it must experience like to give birth such an ardently aggressive lover.

Then suddenly she noticed the male had stopped ; both creature were standing stock still. She had no real knowledge of eyetooth sex and assumed they had finished, but they weren't moving ; the male remained mounted. She was fascinated by this and set the smoothing iron down, leaning forward on the ironing board to watch. bit ticked by with no house of apparent motion. Finally, the male swung around and they stood there, asses pressed together, facing in opposite counsel. This she understood, they were"stuck"; 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 hubby to do after intercourse.

This was the first prison term she'd ever watched two dogs copulating from beginning to end and she'd found it intriguing. She was especially curious about that drawn-out menstruum that they were motionless and decided to do some enquiry on it later that day. So, tardy that day, after the laundry was done and the ironing put away, Tina sat down behind her computer. She typed in dog sex on the search locomotive 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 person. Tina was amazed that frankfurter could cum for that duration of time. It was a captivating thought.

other internet site had come up ; sites with video recording of women having sex with cad. Tina clicked on several and watched short clips of cleaning lady being fucked by creature. Some were arousing, some were not, but one stood out in her judgement. It was a pretty blond who bore sufficiency of a resemblance to Tina to return as a relative. She watched the dog humping and thrusting briefly against the fair sex who was on her hands and knee.

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

If it hadn't been for the physical resemblance, this all wouldn't have made that much of an printing on Tina, but because they were near look-a-likes, it was easy for Tina to reckon she was the one who was getting screwed by the dog. She wondered what it must feel like ; the gravid dick, the swollen ball, the prolonged ejaculation, not to mention the touch sensation of intensely sensuous wickedness that the woman must be experiencing. Tina found this all to be extremely exciting as her hand slid down into her slackness and began massaging her pussycat. In her turned on United States Department of State, it didn't take much time or effort for her to begin climaxing. She leaned back in the chair, her headland thrown back emitting some whining moans as one thigh began shaking uncontrollably. This was followed by the look of her toes curling inside her carpet 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 base prison term something she'd seen or read had turned her on to the stop of masturbation, but the resemblance between her and this other cleaning lady to each other haunted her. In Tina's phantasy it almost seemed as if it were her on that level with a dog's gumshoe locked late inside her. It was locked away in her imagination along with romance novel inspired fantasy about being a 17th century maiden abducted and ravaged by sea rover, or being Mata Hari type spy seducing foe officers, exchanging her sexual favors for secret war plans. These and others were ridiculous scenarios that provided ripe inspiration for masturbation, but things that had no place in her real world. Being screwed by a dog was added to this fantasy inclination, something to be brought out of the shadow break of her mind but never to be attempted.

That should have been the end of it, but fate has a way of interfering with one's design, of placing opportunities and temptations in the way. About a month later her comrade had to go for a two day business group discussion. There was really goose egg strange about that, he had to do that about once a calendar month. This sentence, however, he asked her to come over and tip his dog and take aim him for a walkway, explaining the dog didn't seem to like being taken to the dog house. He'd come to distinguish the kennel as soon as the car pulled into the parking lot and would get going 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 sunrise and Tina went over that afternoon. The dog, Casey, was a beautiful Irish Setter. A tumid friendly brute, he loved activity, so Tina took him for a walk over to a nearby parking area where they could play and run together. It was all pretty pleasurable and destitute. Later she took him back to her brother's house and fed him. Afterwards she sat on the story 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 sheath that held his cock.

Looking at it all she was reminded of was that two min clip of the blonde charwoman getting screwed by that dog. Almost without thinking, her hand moved down and gently stroked the application, curious as to what would happen. At first it seemed to birth no effect, then her fingertips lightly caressed his chunk and Casey's penis slowly emerged. It wasn't very telling, reminding her of an undersized carrot. She assumed it would get great 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 enough dry food and weewee, then went home.

That may experience been the end of it, but when her husband came home from study he announced his bowling team was having a practice school term that Nox and he would be going after supper. She knew that would signify 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 storage of her afternoon experience fresh in her mind, it seemed like an exposed invitation to go and do some more search. She wasn't sure exactly what she wanted to do, but she couldn't leave the belief of exciting turpitude that she'd had while handling Casey's genitals. All she was indisputable of was that she wanted an encore.

Soon after her husband left to go bowling, she drove over to her comrade's 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 evening 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 place she began to feel anxious. It was as if some internal division of her head knew she was going to see the dog's cock again and it excited her.

When she first went into the sign of the zodiac, a feeling of extreme jitteriness 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 inner character of her mind wouldn't let her parting. She gave him invigorated water, added some dry food to what was already in his ravisher, then went into the living room to sit down.

She'd decided trying to get another facial expression at his tool was simply too depraved a matter for her to do and tried to push all thoughts about it from her creative thinker. When he finished eating, Casey came in and sat at her feet, waiting to be petted. She reached down and began to smoothen his fur with her deal, pausing occasionally to chafe his neck or behind his pinna. Then Casey laid down and rolled on his vertebral column for a belly rub. Getting down on her knees, she moved her hands back and forth across his abdominal cavity, giving him what he wanted.

The problem was, as she did this her eyes were drawn once again to his cock. 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 other reached out and began caressing his dick.

Unlike this afternoon, there was no timidity this time. Her hand purposely gripped the sheath and began stroking, her quarter round flicking back and Forth River across the exposed tip. She could feel it expanding in her hand as he became put up. 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 hand.

She released her hold on his hammer and looked at her hand as she rubbed her quarter round curiously through the sticky fluid on her fingers. Then she noticed Casey, still on his spinal column, had raised his header up, watching her. She held her script out to him to show what she had. The dog sniffed it, then surprised her by licking her fingers. The feel of his glossa on her fingers excited her, reminding her of the picture she'd watched on line. Now her mind was made up, she wanted to feel his tongue elsewhere, to know out the conniption she'd seen on her computer screen.

Nervously, she stood up and began walking towards the lavatory, snapping her finger and calling the dog to follow her. Once they were both in the bathroom, she closed the threshold and removed her blue jean and underclothing. Kneeling alongside Casey she reached under and gripped his cock again and resumed stroking it. She continued until some Sir Thomas More of the clear thick fluid began seeping out of the end. Wiping some up with her digit, Tina stood up, waved her pre-cum saturated digit under Casey's nose and went over to the john and, after putting down the seat lid, sat down. Spreading her legs wide, she wiped the dog's fluid onto her puss lips.

The dog followed and, after quickly sniffing her wet flesh, began licking. With the first stroke of his tongue along her pussy, 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 chill porcelain armoured combat vehicle, her head thrown back, and her hands covering her fount. The dog's oral exam assault was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before.

As the rough texture of his clapper delightfully irritated the piano sensitive inner flesh of her kitty-cat and tortured her clit, she had an excitedly way-out intuitive feeling in her venter, almost like her inside were slithering around signaling the glide path of a John Roy Major sexual climax. The more aroused she became it seemed the faster and harder Casey lapped at her cunt sending shivering waves of ecstasy through her. Within minute she was engulfed in a monumental sexual climax. As she began to cum, the dog seemed to go almost desperate as if his life depended on getting as a great deal of her secretion as he could.

Tina sobbed out loudly, gasping for breath, helpless in the grip of her intimate release, her body trembling, its various parts twitching and jerking uncontrollably. Her brain was registering nothing beyond this mind numbing wave of carnal pleasure. Several meter Casey had raised his muzzle from her genital organ and looked about excitedly before returning to his enjoyable project, but Tina barely noticed these little respites in his attention until he tried climbing up on her. Looking down, she saw his cock sticking out and do it what he wanted next. Remembering her light-haired look-a-like in the TV, she knew she wanted it, too.

Gently pushing the dog aside, she got up and walked over to the shaggy rug in front of the bathroom tub and knelt down. The dog was behind her in a flash as she bent over on all fours. Then she felt his free weight as he quickly mounted her, his pelvic girdle thrusting rapidly, his forepaws wrapping around her waistline. The problem was he wasn't very precise with his lunging. His shaft seemed to be hitting her everywhere but where it counted. Frustrated she reached back between her thighs with one hand to guide him into her pussy, 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 elevation of her hips in an attempt to line their genitals up. Finally she felt his prick slip between her cunt lips. That alone sent a physical shudder through her consistence as she thought to herself that she was actually doing this. Once the header went in, Casey moved forward and thrust the bulk of it into her.

The putz itself moving rapidly inside her was thrilling enough in its own right, but the thought of her doing something as perverse and prohibited as this made it doubly exciting. Then she felt the burl trying to hale its way into her. A few hard knife thrust and it penetrated, stretching her pussy lips briefly causing a strange erotic pain as it did. Once inside, the dog stopped humping as his paws gripped her tightly, holding his rosehip tight against her. Feeling his organ swelling, Tina began to orgasm again. She could feel a strange sensation deep inside her and she knew the dog was cumming. Leaning farther forward, she rested her cheek on the rug and began savoring every moment of all this.

She thought of the blonde in the video and felt a strange psychic bond 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 char have ever done, a lot may have 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 line, 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 flood her generative system with cum. She could find the lovesome liquid trickling down her thighs and her belly. Though largely motionless, every once in a while Casey would give another hard thrust, almost as if he wanted to go in deeper. There was a strange feeling as the head of his cock pressed against her cervix. It was all overpower and confusing ; a mixture of pleasure with pain, ecstasy with reverence, dubiety with gratification.

Her sexual climax 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 special. Casey didn't cum in a twain of quick spurts, he came over a period of minutes and was in no hurry to pull out. It was a common coming taken to the extreme point. The just drawback was she wanted to kiss person, to feel someone caressing her body softly and gently as she orgasmed and to be able to return the loving strokes.

Again, her mind returned to the blonde. She imagined what it would be like to be with her, to accept bout being fucked by some large insatiable hound, each comforting the former, providing the missing human speck. She imagined she could try out Blondie's tongue, experience her olfactory organ against her buttock, and her hair in her face as they kissed passionately while the dog screwed them. These fantasy persuasion intensified her almost crippling orgasm. She knelt there helpless, digit and toes curled under, teeth clinched, tears oozing out of her closed eyes, breathing in forgetful shallow panting breaths, feeling the muscularity of her stomach, ass, and thighs tightening and releasing rhythmically. It was almost as if her vagina was trying to hale every fall of cum from Casey's cock.

Then she felt Casey make a strange slip, sending a sensuous palpitation through her followed by the toothsome pain as his knot slipped out past her adulterate pussy lips. It was over. As cock slid out, she felt the heat of his cum as it dribbled down her second joint. Too spent to prompt, she stayed in her position trying to catch her breath. Then she felt Casey's spit as he began licking her again. It was the everlasting way to end their little tryst, prolonging her feelings of ecstasy a picayune longer.

Finally, as Casey walked away, she knew it was over. It was just as well, she didn't know if she could stimulate survived any more than of it without having a essence approach. She flopped over on her English 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 clobber her face. It didn't topic to her that this same tongue had been just licking her cum smeared cunt, she took it as a sign of affectionateness, that the dog considered her a soundly fuck and that pleased her, since she'd considered him a great fuck.

Eventually she got weakly up on her feet and let him out of the bath. Slipping into her slacks, she went out and let him go out into the yard while she took a quick shower 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 metre wanted human contact. She wished she was going to cope with Blondie, who she now thought of as a nigh friend.

She thought of the woman's pretty typeface, her nice shapely build, and her lovely mug. Damn it, Blondie, she thought to herself, why can't you be real ? 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 thankful I am. Since Blondie was unavailable, she decided her husband would have to do.

She met him at the door that night when he returned place, literally throwing herself into his munition. She kissed him hungrily, greedily, as she ground herself against him, feeling his now erect phallus though the material of his habiliment as it pressed against her broken belly. She half dragged him into the sleeping room, quickly disrobing. Once she was naked, she helped him stop undressing, then laid down on the bed, knee bent and banquet wide, anxious with expectation. When he climbed on top of her she guided his throbbing rooster to her waiting cunt brim, sobbing out loudly as she felt his blind drunk bite force its way into her. Gyrating wildly as he began thrusting in and out of her, her script continuously roamed over his body, stroking and caressing every part of him she could get hold of.

Her rima oris kissed, licked, and nibbled through the whole matter, making for what was lacking in her other sexual experience with Casey. Finally, when she felt his cock spurting a load of cum into her, she relaxed, happily satisfied as they cuddled together.

The dog fucking her had been the uncivilised forcible sentience of her life, but her husband had provided something Casey never could, that cute touch of human fondness. She thought to herself it was a shame the two couldn't be combined somehow. She thought of the Hellenic god Pan, half Goat and one-half human, and decided the Hellenic language had been onto something there.

Her husband never questioned why when he'd come family his married woman had turned somehow into madly affectionate sexual wildcat, who had come as close up 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 blood brother was out of Town and Tina went over to take care of his dog .