`` Buster 's Bitch ''



It was Dan 's idea, to breed dogs that is, `` A trusted fire way of making a bit of extra money '', as he put it, `` for very niggling out lay ''. fountainhead I was n't convinced, `` What about the rearing and vaccination and the Vet bills ? '' I had asked, `` Ah do n't worry about any of that '' he had said, `` It wo n't cost us a cent, well apart from the outlay for a near stud dog and his up hold 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 tot bonus ''.

Of course of action Dan had already set his judgement on the dodging and I just knew from experience anything I had to offer in the way of trouble or discouragement of the melodic theme would be countered with a diatribe of well researched reception. So, I agreed, if it made him happy I did n't really like as long he did n't lasso me into his scheme.

We spent the next couple of hebdomad searching through the small ads and looking up dog breeders and must have traveled at to the lowest degree 600 mi up and down state looking at puppies that would get a undecomposed bringing up stud, Of trend Dan had done all the research - and make out 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 name he smugly labeled the adorable picayune Doberman puppy looked so cunning and fragile on his lilliputian spindly legs

I guess it was my enate instinct and we bonded very quickly over the next few months, especially with Dan working during the twenty-four hours. broncobuster would follow me everywhere and loved plenty of petting. The Kennel clubhouse had advised that we should wait at least 8 months before Buster could be introduced to his first gripe and that we should n't gestate too much from his first attempts. In the prison term between buster settled down to being a really truehearted and friendly pet and it was amazing how quickly he grew by the end of the eighth month he was already nearly two tierce grown.

Well the kickoff match of matings were a complete disaster Buster just did n't have a clue in fact he did n't seem to get any better after several more attempts which really frustrated Dan. Problem was Dan was n't the solely one getting frustrated ; Buster 's inability to nail coitus with the kick he was supposed to be servicing left him unsatisfied too.

I ca n't think back exactly how it all started ; I just commend that one evening I was sitting watching the TV. I was stretched out on the couch in my baggy tee nightshirt and panties whilst Dan was sat drinking a beer. Without any admonition, Buster got up from his field goal sniffed the air and wander over to the lounge. Then the dirty dog pushed his nose right up my nightshirt pressing his nose severely against the gusset of my panties. Reflexively I recoiled pulling my legs up and shrieked at the immature dog. Buster shrank back and sat with his psyche hung in ignominy whilst my hubby turned to look at me bemused with a - `` what the f*** was that all about look on his face ''.

I explained to Dan what had just transpired and to my amazement he just laughed saying, I guess he 's got a serious nose for amercement pussy, that 's my boy he said looking at dude who on hearing the congratulatory and jovial smell of my husband, got up and trotted over to him. My married man proceeded to pet and pat him saying thing like, `` Good Boy, you like that pussy, Horny dog, good boy, etc etc. ``

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

'' Lighten up '' Dan replied softly, `` He 's just a dog, he does n't know 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 opine 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 spring about, hell girl you nearly gave me a warmness approach ''

We resumed our pilot position, watching TV this prison term I had my legs firmly crossed and my nightshirt tugged between my interior thighs.

dude settled back down lying fill up to the couch but not looking at me, he still obviously felt some guilt trip 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 spindly legs and started licking my custody and face - which I calmly but swiftly put a stop to as well and told him to lay down and bear, which he did.

I guess the TV show must have been pretty dull because I was awakened from a light doze by the sensation of snuffling and licking between my legs which to my horror were obscenely splayed and giving Buster master entree to the gusset of my cotton panty. What was worse was the fact that Dan was kneeling next to him and he was actually encouraging the puppy to 'Eat that pussy ( boy )'It was phantasmagorical, I though I was having a lucid pipe dream until I realized the sensations I was feeling deep inside my tummy were just to deliciously real.

Dan had n't realized I had awoken and the ace of the dog tonguing my pantie gusset and lapping of my privileged thighs was disgustingly effective and if Dan did n't know I was awake then he could n't accuse me of being pervy or hypocritical, secretly I yearned for him to pull the voider aside to let Buster really 'Eat Me', It did n't fall out, instead Dan quietly pulled buster away, gently replaced my stage and took him into the kitchen to dedicate him some biscuits and water.

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

Dan explained that it was all his defect, he 'd had the estimate that perhaps if I acted like a bitch we could train Buster respectable, `` You know let him climb on you like a dog and make-believe to f*** you - I mean not actually f*** you but cave in him the mightily idea of what he should be doing ''

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

'' No, look '' Dan continued, `` you got your panties on and a night shirt, its not like he can actually enter you, in any grammatical 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 give yourself to him, let him use you to practice on, jeez it 's not like I am asking you to actually let the damned dog f*** you '' he retorted somewhat offended

'' facial expression I do n't desire a combat about it '', I replied `` if it makes you glad honey I 'll do it '', and with that I rolled onto my hands and knee and presented my bulging voider to fellow, who eagerly began lapping and licking my pussy succus that unbeknown to my hubby were now soaking into the gusset.

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

I could feel his intemperately doggie peter rubbing back and forward over the front end of my panties which was turning me on immensely, but was even more wake, and what Dan could n't see because my nightshirt obscured the hatful was the occasional nebuliser of doggy cum squirting onto my potbelly and occasionally my bosom, I could palpate it running over my gently swinging ball and dripping from my aching hard nipples onto the textile of my nightshirt. This continued for about 5 minutes, occasionally buster adjusted himself and his miserable doggy cock stabbed against the gusset of my panty, in fact had I not been wearing them he would get nailed me on that first nighttime but it was prison term, even though I was tempted to accomplish back and exhibit myself for him I wanted it to seem like I was reluctant although by now I was anything but.

After broncobuster had 'dismounted'from me, Dan poured me a glass of wine and we sat and talked about what had just happened. Dan - misfortunate naive Dan, had seen nothing more in the act than me 'helping'to rail buster to f*** bitch. I said to him - that I though Buster had done really well and agreed, suggesting that perhaps after a mates more breeding sessions we could try and stud him again.

That 's how the next couple of even where spent with me on my articulatio genus in a baggy nightshirt and panties getting my tits sprayed by a orphic doggy sperm rain shower while Dan encouraged broncobuster to'f*** your bitch'


Dan had arranged to suffer a guy out of town who owned a doby gripe that weekend so having given Buster a span of nighttime to 'replenish'we set off. When we arrived we introduced bronco buster to the bitch and once they had 'gotten to know each other'left them in the seclusion of the backyard to do the deed. In fact buster did much better, the kick presented herself and he took the lead-in. Unfortunately, he did everything right but penetrate the bitch and on completion, dismounted, licked his pecker and chunk and trotted over to the backdoor whilst the cunt stood there somewhat bemused with cum dripping from her fur.

It was obvious Buster needed more training and it was whilst driving abode that Dan sparked up with a really bright estimate. Perhaps I should let fellow penetrate MY pussy. Well you can guess how I pretended to be utterly disgusted by his suggestion, I mean have a dog slid his lovely hot cock into my aching slit and flood me with dog sperm - not in this life-time I told him, no way am I having a unsporting dog dick in my pussy. Then he suggested using a rubber 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 contact, but I knew it was flesh in flesh contact I wanted but I was n't letting on to Dan yet.

I wanted Buster 's first proper encounter with me to be perfect even if our initiative f*** was to be a cruddy latex paint covered one, I had that covered too. I told Dan to run and take the air him so that he would accept no distractions for the residual of the evening whilst I prepared my eubstance for Buster 's training. Having poured a hot Bath and soaked in the waters for a effective one-half hour I proceeded to prepare my pussy carefully shaving every endure whisker from my pubic area and pampering my smooth cumulus with aloe vera. I stood in front of the story length mirror wiping the horny aerofoil with a moist cloth to give away my bald pussy. Oh my gosh, I had forgotten what it looked like. Slowly I probed my own folds exploring my sex like a rediscovered old toy savoring the fluency and plumpness of my outer labia and the wet rubbery texture of my inner fuss, I felt myself slipping a digit into my moist pinkness, my thumb instinctively pressing on my bud and wondered just how good bronco buster would feel.

I wrapped my hair in towel and wrapped a minute around my body, and then I headed to the living room to await my pupil. I have to say sitting there on the couch I was more than slightly aware of the laborious musk my shake pussy was emitting, I was worried that Dan would smell it too and realize that I was actually excited by the though of the acts I was about to perform. In fact he did remark on my odour, but in his undivided minded vision he actually thought I had frigged my own kitty to get it gear up for fellow with no cerebration of the sexual act at all, and Buster, bless him he trotted over to me nudged at my knees, encouraging me to unfold my thighs and give him access to HIS pussy.

I was enjoying every minute, slowly parting my legs allowing the towel to fall heart-to-heart revealing my hairless crotch, I watched as Buster began to salivate and move in between my thighs his olfactory organ dipping lower and low-toned till the cold tip touched my bare moons and his doggy tongue flicked out over the smooth outer sassing of my pussy curling up into the sheepfold and lifting my tasty essence into his lip. His lingua worked deeper into my snatch and I had to prick my lip and get Dan to prepare fellow for me.

Dan pulled the condom from its wrapper and tried to lead it over buster 's doggy dick but Buster was n't having any of it. So I said I 'd do it. Kneeling beside fellow with my legs wide open to allow him to go forward to bath my pussy with his lovely tongue I was easily able to apply the condom, infact it was a joy to actually treat the cock of my soon to be 'Mate'It felt mythological, hot and smooth as I squeezed the air from the nipple of the condom I felt the indigence to do to a greater extent than just hold this bright red barker stopcock. I asked Dan to convey me a chocolate as I was a little thirsty, a spooky thirstiness I said as I latched the condom over the bulb of fellow 's pecker. As soon as he was out of the room I was under the dog sucking the tip of the safety covered dog cock into my sassing. I felt the teat fill with air and locked it against the roof of my mouth whilst slowly closing my teeth on the latex case. When I was sure that I had just the latex trapped between my incisors I quickly ground them from side of meat to side, causing the latex paint to rupture but appear inviolate. I knew that with very little military force dude 's Cock would slide out the end of the cocktail dress allowing my aching pussycat to caress his beautiful bone.

Dan was still out of the elbow room when I presented myself to baby buster and he had no problem mounting me his peter rubbing against my smooth moon, I looked back to see the tip beginning to slip through the tip of the charge condom and the lilliputian pee slit of his pecker oozed with sparse acquit dog cum. Of track I could n't let Dan see the condom was ripped, I needed to clear sure that Buster was buried in my love tunnel before he got back with that chocolate. Reaching back I grasped bronco buster 's binge penis as he continued to be intimate erratically and slowly guided it up into my wet and welcoming cunt.

As the tip passed my outer lip and into the tight entrance to my feminine underground, it was like Buster suddenly had a Apocalypse, 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 joy as his rivet dog serviced me and it was then I think that he started to recognize his error I could see him out of the nook of my eye, jaw gaping and speechless as Buster humped furiously into my oh so welcoming bitch, squeaking as trapped air was expelled, oozing with my juice and Buster 's cum and me moaning like a harlot as Buster ejaculated, filling my pussy and womb with jet after spirt 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 presume ? You wanted me to give myself to baby buster Well I guess now I must be Buster 's beef ! ! ``

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