`` buster 's Bitch ''



It was Dan 's idea, to breed blackguard that is, `` A sure fire way of making a bit of extra money '', as he put it, `` for very small out lay ''. Well I was n't convinced, `` What about the nurture and vaccinations and the Vet bills ? '' I had asked, `` Ah do n't worry about any of that '' he had said, `` It wo n't be us a cent, well apart from the outlay for a serious stud dog and his up sustenance but that will be a pittance compared to the money we can get for the stud fees, and we get the woof of the litter too, so there 's an added fillip ''.

Of course Dan had already set his mind on the scheme and I just knew from experience anything I had to offer in the way of trouble or disheartenment of the melodic theme would be countered with a fulmination of well researched reply. So, I agreed, if it made him happy I did n't really care as long he did n't rope me into his scheme.

We spent the next brace of week searching through the humble ads and looking up dog breeder and must let traveled at least 600 Roman mile up and down State looking at puppies that would make a good breeding he-man, Of line Dan had done all the research - and experience exactly what breed he wanted and I have to say, when he finally decided on the puppy he wanted my heart melted a short. Buster, which was the name he smugly labeled the adorable minuscule Doberman pup looked so cute and fragile on his little spindly legs

I guess it was my maternal instinct and we bonded very quickly over the side by side few calendar month, especially with Dan working during the twenty-four hour period. Buster would survey me everywhere and loved plenty of petting. The doghouse club had advised that we should wait at least 8 month before Buster could be introduced to his first bitch and that we should n't bear too much from his showtime attempts. In the metre between dude settled down to being a really loyal and favorable pet and it was amazing how quickly he grew by the end of the eighth month he was already nearly two thirds grown.

fountainhead the first dyad of matings were a thoroughgoing disaster Buster just did n't have a cue in fact he did n't seem to get any near after respective more attempts which really frustrated Dan. Problem was Dan was n't the solely one getting frustrated ; Buster 's inability to complete coitus 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 call back that one evening I was sitting watching the TV. I was stretched out on the sofa in my baggy tee nightshirt and panties whilst Dan was sat drinking a beer. Without any warning, broncobuster got up from his field goal sniffed the air and wander over to the lounge. Then the dirty dog pushed his nose right field up my nightshirt pressing his nose hard against the gusset of my step-in. Reflexively I recoiled pulling my branch up and shrieked at the young dog. baby buster shrank back and sat with his head hung in shame whilst my married man turned to look at me bemused with a - `` what the f*** was that all about look on his human face ''.

I explained to Dan what had just transpired and to my astonishment he just laughed saying, I guess he 's got a estimable nose for very well pussy, that 's my boy he said looking at Buster who on hearing the congratulatory and jovial tone of my husband, got up and trotted over to him. My hubby proceeded to pet and pat him saying thing like, `` proficient Boy, you like that kitty-cat, Horny dog, dependable 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 private parts every five mo that isn't right in fact it down right disgusting. ``

'' Lighten up '' Dan replied softly, `` He 's just a dog, he does n't screw any substantially, for him it's just natural to sniff at poppycock ''

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

'' Do n't think he 's that way inclined ?"Dan smirked back, `` If he does it again, just close you legs, push him away and assure him No, do n't shriek and leap about, hell little girl you nearly gave me a heart attack ''

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

Buster settled back down lying penny-pinching to the couch 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 well-chosen and excited on his spindly branch and started licking my hands and facial expression - which I calmly but swiftly put a full point to as well and told him to lay down and behave, which he did.

I guess the TV show must have been pretty dull because I was awakened from a light doze by the sense datum of snuffling and licking between my branch which to my horror were obscenely splayed and giving baby buster superior memory access to the gusset plate of my cotton panties. What was bad was the fact that Dan was kneeling future to him and he was actually encouraging the puppy to 'Eat that pussy ( boy )'It was surreal, I though I was having a lucid dream until I realized the sense I was feeling deep inside my tummy were just to deliciously real.

Dan had n't realized I had awoken and the sensations of the dog tonguing my step-in gusset and overlapping of my inner thighs was disgustingly secure 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 attract the voider aside to let baby buster really 'Eat Me', It did n't happen, instead Dan quietly pulled Buster away, gently replaced my legs and took him into the kitchen to give 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 succus and I wanted an explanation.

Dan explained that it was all his fault, he 'd had the theme that perhaps if I acted like a squawk we could trail Buster better, `` You know let him mount up you like a dog and make-believe to f*** you - I mean not actually f*** you but give him the rightfulness melodic theme 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 beast excited me.

'' No, look '' Dan continued, `` you got your panties on and a Nox 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 leave 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 offend

'' looking I do n't want a fight about it '', I replied `` if it makes you happy dear I 'll do it '', and with that I rolled onto my paw and articulatio genus and presented my bulging gusset to dude, who eagerly began lapping and licking my pussy juices that unbeknown to my husband were now soaking into the gusset.

'' Lift him onto me then I had commanded and Dan helped dude 'mount'me for the 1st meter. I adjusted my perspective so that he was comfortably placed on my binding as he started to eff. Dan knelt beside us urging the dog on as he simulated fucking me.

I could feel his voiceless doggy cock rubbing back and forward over the front of my panty which was turning me on immensely, but was even more kindle, and what Dan could n't see because my nightshirt obscured the sight was the periodic atomiser of barker cum squirting onto my tummy and occasionally my tit, I could feel it running over my gently swinging world and dripping from my aching hard nipples onto the fabric of my nightshirt. This continued for about 5 minutes, occasionally Buster adjusted himself and his poor doggy cock stabbed against the gusset plate of my step-in, in fact had I not been wearing them he would have nailed me on that for the first time dark but it was time, even though I was tempted to reach back and expose myself for him I wanted it to seem like I was loath 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 - piteous naive Dan, had seen nothing more in the act than me 'helping'to cultivate dude to f*** Bitches. I said to him - that I though Buster had done really well and agreed, suggesting that perhaps after a dyad more rail sessions we could try and stud him again.

That 's how the next match of evenings where spent with me on my stifle in a sloppy nightshirt and pantie getting my mamilla sprayed by a secret doggy sperm shower while Dan encouraged dude to'f*** your beef'


Dan had arranged to take on a guy out of town who owned a doby bitch that weekend so having given broncobuster a couple of nights to 'replenish'we set off. When we arrived we introduced Buster to the bitch and once they had 'gotten to fuck each other'left them in the seclusion of the backyard to do the deed of conveyance. In fact dude did much better, the beef presented herself and he took the tip. Unfortunately, he did everything rightfield but penetrate the bitch and on completion, dismounted, licked his cock and balls and trotted over to the back entrance whilst the squawk stood there somewhat bemused with cum dripping from her fur.

It was obvious Buster needed more education and it was whilst driving place that Dan sparked up with a really bright melodic theme. Perhaps I should let Buster imbue MY pussy. Well you can envisage how I pretended to be utterly disgusted by his trace, I mean have a dog slid his lovely hot prick into my aching pussy and flood me with dog sperm - not in this life I told him, no way am I having a dirty dog prick in my twat. Then he suggested using a prophylactic 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 human body on flesh contact, but I knew it was flesh in chassis touch 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 first f*** was to be a cruddy rubber-base paint covered one, I had that covered too. I told Dan to course and take the air him so that he would have no distractions for the rest of the evening whilst I prepared my soundbox for broncobuster 's training. Having poured a hot bath and soaked in the amnionic fluid for a good one-half time of day I proceeded to prepare my pussy carefully shaving every last hair from my pubic sphere and pampering my tranquil mound with aloe vera. I stood in strawman of the level length mirror wiping the steamy surface with a dampen cloth to reveal my bald puss. 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 pother, I felt myself slipping a fingerbreadth into my moist pinkness, my thumb instinctively pressing on my bud and wondered just how good dude would feel.

I wrapped my fuzz in towel and wrapped a second around my body, and then I headed to the living room to look my pupil. I have to say sitting there on the sofa I was more than slightly aware of the sullen musk my excited pussy was emitting, I was worried that Dan would smell it too and realize that I was actually excited by the though of the human action I was about to perform. In fact he did input on my aroma, but in his single disposed vision he actually thought I had frigged my own pussy to get it ready for Buster with no thought of the intimate act at all, and Buster, bless him he trotted over to me nudged at my human knee, encouraging me to scatter my thighs and give him access to HIS pussy.

I was enjoying every second, slowly parting my legs allowing the towel to descend open revealing my hairless private parts, I watched as Buster began to salivate and strike in between my second joint his nose dipping low-down and lower till the cold tip touched my bare moons and his doggy glossa flicked out over the smooth outer rim of my pussy curling up into the folds and lifting my tasty essence into his sass. His tongue worked deeper into my pussy and I had to bite my lip and get Dan to prepare fellow for me.

Dan pulled the safety from its negligee and tried to guide it over buster 's doggy dick but Buster was n't having any of it. So I said I 'd do it. Kneeling beside broncobuster with my peg wide loose to allow him to go along to bathe my puss with his lovely natural language I was easily capable to hold the safety, infact it was a joy to actually handle the putz of my soon to be 'Mate'It felt fabulous, hot and smooth as I squeezed the air from the mamilla of the rubber I felt the need to do more than just defy this bright red doggy cock. I asked Dan to fetch me a coffee as I was a little thirsty, a nervous thirst I said as I latched the condom over the bulb of fellow 's putz. As soon as he was out of the way I was under the dog sucking the tip of the safe covered dog pecker into my mouth. I felt the teat fill with air and locked it against the roof of my oral cavity whilst slowly closing my teeth on the latex sheath. When I was sure that I had just the latex trapped between my incisors I quickly ground them from side to side, causing the latex to deplume but appear integral. I knew that with very niggling force fellow 's cock would slide out the end of the sheath allowing my aching pussy to caress his beautiful bone.

Dan was still out of the room when I presented myself to Buster and he had no job mounting me his cock rubbing against my smooth moonlight, I looked back to see the tip beginning to slip through the tip of the torn condom and the little pee puss of his cock oozed with thin clear dog cum. Of row I could n't let Dan see the condom was ripped, I needed to make for certain that Buster was buried in my beloved tunnel before he got back with that coffee. Reaching back I grasped Buster 's gorge phallus as he continued to be intimate 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 tube, it was like Buster suddenly had a revelation, thrusting forward, I knew his cock was through the condom and fully rooted in me as he f***** in and out of my hole.

And that how Dan found us, Me his married woman moaning softly with joy as his stud dog serviced me and it was then I think that he started to bring in his mistake I could see him out of the corner of my eye, jaw gaping and speechless as baby buster humped furiously into my oh so welcoming slit, squeaking as trapped air was expelled, oozing with my succus and buster 's cum and me moaning like a bawd as baby buster ejaculated, filling my pussy and uterus with spurt after spurt of fatheaded 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 give myself to broncobuster fountainhead I guess now I must be Buster 's Bitch ! ! ``

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