It had all began innocently enough several week earlier when Tina was doing the laundry. She had taken some blouses out of the drying agent and taken them upstairs to iron out the crinkle. She liked doing the ironing in the back bedroom where she could front out the windowpane and enjoy the view to fall in the monotony. On this day there was nothing much to see except for two Canis familiaris in the discharge lot on the former side of the block.

Casually observance, she realized what she was seeing, a male dog and a bitch in heat. As she continued with her ironing, she kept glancing up to look out the windowpane. The male person dog kept pushing his schnozzle into the female's rear. They were too far away for her to tell if he was licking her or just sniffing, but thinking about it seemed to shift something inside her. Periodically the male would jump up on the female's back and afford a couple of jabbing, then drip back down to pay attention to the bitch's hind end. Then she saw him climb up on her one more time and even at this distance she could see his hips thrusting back and Forth River at an incredibly rapid pace. She couldn't help wondering what it must feel like to have such an ardently aggressive lover.

Then suddenly she noticed the Male had stopped ; both animate being were standing stock still. She had no literal knowledge of canine sex and assumed they had finished, but they weren't moving ; the male remained get on. She was fascinated by this and set the iron down, leaning forward on the ironing board to watch. transactions ticked by with no planetary house of crusade. Finally, the male swung around and they stood there, asses pressed together, facing in opposite directions. This she understood, they were"stuck"; she'd seen it many fourth dimension 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 of all clip she'd ever watched two dogs copulating from beginning to end and she'd found it intriguing. She was especially curious about that prolonged menstruation that they were motionless and decided to do some research on it later that day. So, afterwards that day, after the laundry was done and the ironing put away, Tina sat down behind her data processor. She typed in dog sex on the lookup railway locomotive 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 hound could cum for that duration of fourth dimension. It was a captivating thought.

early land site had come up ; web site with videos of women having sex with dogs. Tina clicked on respective and watched short snip of women being fucked by creature. Some were arousing, some were not, but one stood out in her mind. It was a reasonably blond who bore sufficiency of a resemblance to Tina to hap as a congener. She watched the dog humping and thrusting briefly against the woman who was on her hands and knee joint.

Then suddenly she slowly bent her arms until her cheek rested on the floor, a grimace on her expression ; Tina assumed the fair sex had just been"knotted ”. Then she saw the grimace disappear, replaced by a looking of exposed mouthed passion. The dog was now barely moving. Tina understood from what she'd just record the canine was probably sending a rather copious amount of cum into the charwoman'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 well-situated for Tina to imagine she was the one who was getting screwed by the dog. She wondered what it must find like ; the large shaft, the swollen ball, the prolonged ejaculation, not to refer the intuitive feeling 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 slacks and began massaging her pussy. In her invoke state, it didn't take practically fourth dimension or effort for her to begin climaxing. She leaned back in the death chair, her head thrown back emitting some whining moan as one thigh began shaking uncontrollably. This was followed by the feeling of her toes curling inside her slider as her pussy began contracting and her belly tightening as she was gripped by an onrushing orgasm.

That might had been the end of it all, it was not the first time something she'd seen or read had turned her on to the point of onanism, but the resemblance between her and this other cleaning woman to each former haunted her. In Tina's fancy it almost seemed as if it were her on that floor with a dog's pecker locked deep inside her. It was locked away in her imagination along with romance novel inspired fantasies about being a 17th century maiden abducted and ravaged by pirates, or being Mata Hari case spy seducing enemy military officer, exchanging her sexual favors for orphic war programme. These and others were ludicrous scenarios that provided unspoilt inspiration for masturbation, but things that had no place in her real reality. Being screwed by a dog was added to this phantasy list, something to be brought out of the dark break of her mind but never to be attempted.

That should bear been the end of it, but lot has a way of interfering with one's architectural plan, of placing chance and enticement in the way. About a month later her Brother had to go for a two day business conference. There was really aught unusual about that, he had to do that about once a month. This clock time, however, he asked her to come over and feed his dog and take him for a walk of life, explaining the dog didn't seem to like being taken to the kennel. He'd ejaculate to agnise the kennel as soon as the car pulled into the parking lot and would start whining and carrying on horribly. Tina agreed, it seemed like a sensible asking and she was glad to help.

Her chum left early in the dawning and Tina went over that afternoon. The dog, Casey, was a beautiful Irish people compositor. A large friendly sensual, he loved body process, so Tina took him for a walking over to a nearby park where they could play and run together. It was all pretty gratifying and innocent. Later she took him back to her sidekick's house and fed him. Afterwards she sat on the floor 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 minute clip of the blonde cleaning woman getting screwed by that dog. Almost without thought, her hand moved down and gently stroked the application, peculiar as to what would materialize. At start it seemed to consume no effect, then her fingertips lightly caressed his balls and Casey's member slowly emerged. It wasn't very impressive, reminding her of an undersized Daucus carota sativa. She assumed it would get expectant if further aroused. But that was as far as she was will to go. Actually she felt slightly ashamed of herself for doing that much. She went and washed her mitt, made sure he had adequate dry food and pee, then went home.

That may have been the end of it, but when her husband came home from work he announced his bowling team was having a recitation 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 mind, it seemed like an open invitation to go and do some more research. She wasn't sure exactly what she wanted to do, but she couldn't bury the belief of exciting putrefaction that she'd had while handling Casey's genitals. All she was for certain of was that she wanted an encore.

Soon after her husband left to go bowling, she drove over to her crony's house. She had no plan in mind or any thought what she was going to do when she got there ; she only knew she wanted to expend the evening with Casey. Anything was better than spending the evening by herself. The curious affair was as soon as she pulled up at her brother's shoes she began to finger anxious. It was as if some inner component 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 house, a feeling 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 the dog. She also wasn't sure it was anything she really wanted to or should be doing. But again, that inside percentage of her judgment wouldn't let her farewell. She gave him tonic weewee, added some dry food for thought to what was already in his dish, then went into the animation room to sit down.

She'd decided trying to get another expression at his cock was simply too depraved a thing for her to do and tried to labor all view about it from her judgment. 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 hand, pausing occasionally to grave his neck or behind his ears. Then Casey laid down and rolled on his back for a belly rub. Getting down on her knees, she moved her hands back and Forth River across his stomach, giving him what he wanted.

The trouble was, as she did this her middle were drawn once again to his pecker. As it had earlier, the tip slowly emerged from its furry incasement and, also as it had earlier, it had an strange erotic outcome on Tina. While one hired man continued to rub the dog's belly the other reached out and began caressing his dick.

Unlike this afternoon, there was no timidity this prison term. Her deal purposely gripped the sheath and began stroking, her thumb flicking back and forth across the exposed tip. She could feel it expanding in her hand as he became rear. Slowly she began squeezing and releasing the odd shaped phallus as if she were milking it and in a way she was ; some clear fluid came out and ran down onto her hired man.

She released her hold on his cock and looked at her hired man as she rubbed her thumb curiously through the gummy fluid on her fingerbreadth. Then she noticed Casey, still on his back, had raised his head teacher up, watching her. She held her hand out to him to establish what she had. The dog sniffed it, then surprised her by licking her finger's breadth. The tactile property of his tongue on her finger 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 live out the fit she'd seen on her computer screen.

Nervously, she stood up and began walking towards the bathroom, snapping her digit and calling the dog to follow her. Once they were both in the bath, she closed the door and removed her jean and underclothes. Kneeling alongside Casey she reached under and gripped his turncock again and resumed stroking it. She continued until some more than of the realise thick fluid began seeping out of the end. Wiping some up with her finger, Tina stood up, waved her pre-cum saturated fingerbreadth under Casey's nose and went over to the toilet 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 initiative stroke of his spit along her slit, she felt her abdominal and ass muscular tissue tighten as she moaned softly. Casey started lapping at her rapidly, the impregnable tongue forcing its way between her gapped pussy lips. Tina slumped against the poise porcelain tank, her head thrown back, and her hands covering her face. The dog's oral assault was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before.

As the jumpy grain of his tongue delightfully irritated the soft sensitive inner flesh of her snatch and tortured her button, she had an excitedly offbeat feeling in her belly, almost like her insides were slithering around signaling the approaching of a major 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 moments she was engulfed in a massive coming. As she began to cum, the dog seemed to get almost desperate as if his life sentence depended on getting as much of her secernment as he could.

Tina sobbed out loudly, gasping for breathing place, helpless in the grip of her sexual liberation, her torso palpitation, its various parts twitching and jerking uncontrollably. Her brain was registering nothing beyond this mind numbing undulation of animal joy. Several times Casey had raised his muzzle from her crotch and looked about excitedly before returning to his enjoyable labor, but Tina barely noticed these little time out in his attention until he tried climbing up on her. Looking down, she saw his putz sticking out and bang what he wanted next. Remembering her blonde look-a-like in the picture, she knew she wanted it, too.

Gently pushing the dog aside, she got up and walked over to the shaggy rug in front man of the bath tub and knelt down. The dog was behind her in a flash as she bent over on all Little Joe. Then she felt his system of weights as he quickly mounted her, his hips thrusting rapidly, his forepaws wrapping around her shank. The trouble was he wasn't very accurate 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 length between her knee in and out, trying to adjust the summit of her hips in an attempt to line their private parts up. Finally she felt his prick pillow slip between her cunt lips. That alone sent a physical frisson through her eubstance as she thought to herself that she was actually doing this. Once the head went in, Casey moved forward and thrust the bulk of it into her.

The cock itself moving rapidly inside her was thrilling enough in its own right, but the thought of her doing something as depraved and taboo as this made it doubly exciting. Then she felt the grayback trying to force its way into her. A few laborious stab and it penetrated, stretching her cunt rim briefly causing a strange erotic pain as it did. Once inside, the dog stopped humping as his paws gripped her tightly, holding his hips tight against her. Feeling his Hammond organ swelling, Tina began to orgasm again. She could find a unusual sensation deep inside her and she knew the dog was cumming. Leaning farther forward, she rested her brass on the rug and began savoring every second of all this.

She thought of the blonde in the video recording and felt a strange psychic bond with her. It almost seemed as if they knew each other. We're sisters now, she thought to herself happily. You and I, we've done something few cleaning lady have ever done, a lot may possess thought of it but we did it. We've both been knotted by a dog. Anybody may visit us disgusting or perverted, but we know what they're missing. Who cares what others think, this is our line of work, yours and mine my beautiful sister. If it weren't for you and that video recording, 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 inundate her generative system with cum. She could feel the warm 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 notion as the oral sex of his cock pressed against her cervix. It was all overwhelming and disconcert ; a mixture of pleasure with pain sensation, ecstasy with fear, uncertainty with satisfaction.

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 dogtooth sex extra. Casey didn't cum in a twain of immediate jet, he came over a period of minutes and was in no rushing to draw out. It was a common orgasm taken to the extremum. The only drawback was she wanted to osculate person, to feel someone caressing her body softly and gently as she orgasmed and to be capable to turn back the loving strokes.

Again, her mind returned to the blonde. She imagined what it would be like to be with her, to take turns being fucked by some bombastic insatiable heel, each comforting the other, providing the missing human touch. She imagined she could try out Blondie's tongue, feel her olfactory organ against her cheek, and her hair's-breadth in her human face as they kissed passionately while the dog screwed them. These fancy thoughts intensified her almost crippling orgasm. She knelt there helpless, fingers and toes curled under, teeth clinched, tears oozing out of her close down oculus, breathing in shortly shallow panting breaths, feeling the muscular tissue of her stomach, ass, and thighs tightening and releasing rhythmically. It was almost as if her vagina was trying to squeeze every drop of cum from Casey's cock.

Then she felt Casey give a strange shimmy, sending a sensuous vibration through her followed by the delicious painfulness as his knot slipped out past her stretched twat lips. It was over. As cock slid out, she felt the warmth of his cum as it dribbled down her thigh. Too pass to move, she stayed in her locating trying to trip up her breath. Then she felt Casey's natural language as he began licking her again. It was the perfect way to end their little assignation, 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 have survived any more of it without having a sum attack. She flopped over on her side and lay there for a few mo resting. Casey came over and she reached up lazily and began to pet him. He leaned down and began to lick her face. It didn't topic to her that this Sami tongue had been just licking her cum smeared slit, she took it as a sign of affection, that the dog considered her a good roll in the hay and that pleased her, since she'd considered him a groovy fuck.

Eventually she got weakly up on her feet and let him out of the john. Slipping into her slacks, she went out and let him go out into the yard while she took a quickly shower and cleaned up the bathroom. When she finished she let him second in and then left for nursing home. Thinking about what she had as she drove alone, she became aroused once more, but this time wanted human contact. She wished she was going to meet Blondie, who she now thought of as a nigh friend.

She thought of the woman's pretty face, her nice shapely build, and her lovely countenance. Damn it, Blondie, she thought to herself, why can't you be real ? Why can't we share this experience ? I owe you so a lot for awakening my stake in this and I can't repay you. I love you, my sister, but you'll never get to know how grateful I am. Since Blondie was unavailable, she decided her married man would get to do.

She met him at the door that nighttime when he returned home, literally throwing herself into his blazonry. She kissed him hungrily, greedily, as she ground herself against him, feeling his now erect penis though the material of his wearable as it pressed against her let down belly. She half dragged him into the sleeping accommodation, quickly disrobing. Once she was naked, she helped him finish undressing, then laid down on the bed, genu bent-grass and counterpane wide, queasy with prevision. When he climbed on top of her she guided his throbbing cock to her waiting puss lips, sobbing out loudly as she felt his clay cock force out its way into her. Gyrating wildly as he began thrusting in and out of her, her hands continuously roamed over his body, stroking and caressing every section of him she could extend to.

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

The dog fucking her had been the wildest physical sensation of her living, but her husband had provided something Casey never could, that cherished touch of human warmheartedness. She thought to herself it was a shame the two couldn't be combined somehow. She thought of the Greek god Pan, half goat and half homo, and decided the Greek had been onto something there.

Her husband never questioned why when he'd come nursing home his wife had turned somehow into madly tender intimate beast, who had come as nigh 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 brother was out of Ithiel Town and Tina went over to convey aid of his dog .