It had all began innocently enough several week earlier when Tina was doing the laundry. She had taken some blouses out of the drier and taken them upstairs to iron out out the wrinkle. She liked doing the ironing in the rachis bedroom where she could look out the window and enjoy the view to bring out the monotony. On this day there was zip much to see except for two dogs in the evacuate lot on the other English of the block.

Casually watching, she realized what she was seeing, a male dog and a beef 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's prat. They were too far away for her to recite if he was licking her or just sniffing, but thinking about it seemed to stir something inside her. Periodically the Male would alternate up on the female's back and apply a mates of push, then drop back down to pay attention to the gripe's ass. Then she saw him climb up on her one more time and even at this length she could see his pelvic arch thrusting back and forth at an incredibly speedy pace. She couldn't supporter wondering what it must feel like to have such an ardently aggressive lover.

Then suddenly she noticed the male had stopped ; both beast were standing stock still. She had no real 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 smoothing iron down, leaning forward on the ironing control panel to watch. Minutes ticked by with no sign of crusade. Finally, the male person swung around and they stood there, asses pressed together, facing in opposite focusing. This she understood, they were"cleave"; she'd seen it many times before. When they finally separated, the male person 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 first time she'd ever watched two dog-iron copulating from beginning to end and she'd found it intriguing. She was especially curious about that draw out period that they were motionless and decided to do some research on it later that day. So, later that day, after the laundry was done and the ironing put away, Tina sat down behind her estimator. She typed in dog sex on the search locomotive engine and began reading. She learned that the time the detent were motionless meant that the male was fully in and ejaculating within the female. Tina was amazed that pawl could cum for that length of sentence. It was a captivating thought.

former land site had come up ; situation with videos of adult female having sex with dogs. Tina clicked on several 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 passably blonde who bore enough of a resemblance to Tina to hand as a relation. She watched the dog humping and thrusting briefly against the charwoman who was on her hired man and knees.

Then suddenly she slowly bent her weapon until her buttock rested on the level, a grimace on her expression ; Tina assumed the woman had just been"knotted ”. Then she saw the face disappear, replaced by a aspect of opened mouthed love. The dog was now barely moving. Tina understood from what she'd just say the canine tooth was probably sending a rather copious amount of cum into the char's pussy.

If it hadn't been for the physical resemblance, this all wouldn't have made that a great deal of an impression on Tina, but because they were near look-a-likes, it was easy for Tina to envisage she was the one who was getting screwed by the dog. She wondered what it must experience like ; the expectant dick, the swollen ball, the extended interjection, not to mention the tone of intensely sensuous evil that the woman must be experiencing. Tina found this all to be extremely charge up as her hand slid down into her slacks and began massaging her snatch. In her call down state, it didn't take a good deal time or effort for her to begin climaxing. She leaned back in the hot seat, her head thrown back emitting some whining moans as one thigh began shaking uncontrollably. This was followed by the tone of her toes curling inside her slider 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 time something she'd seen or read had turned her on to the stage of onanism, but the resemblance between her and this other womanhood to each other haunted her. In Tina's phantasy it almost seemed as if it were her on that floor with a dog's putz locked deep inside her. It was locked away in her imagery along with Romance language novel inspired phantasy about being a seventeenth C maid abducted and ravaged by pirates, or being Mata Hari case spy seducing enemy policeman, exchanging her sexual party favor for privy war design. These and others were silly scenarios that provided commodity breathing in for masturbation, but things that had no place in her real public. Being screwed by a dog was added to this fantasy list, something to be brought out of the drear recesses 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 program, of placing opportunity and temptations in the way. About a month later her chum had to go for a two day business conference. There was really nil unusual about that, he had to do that about once a month. This time, however, he asked her to derive over and feed his dog and necessitate him for a walk, explaining the dog didn't seem to like being taken to the kennel. He'd come to recognize 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 sane request and she was beaming to help.

Her brother left former in the morning and Tina went over that afternoon. The dog, Casey, was a beautiful Irish Setter. A large friendly brute, he loved activity, so Tina took him for a walk over to a nearby parking lot where they could play and run together. It was all pretty pleasurable and devoid. Later she took him back to her brother's sign of the zodiac and fed him. Afterwards she sat on the floor petting him. Casey rolled over on his back waiting for her to inscribe his belly. Tina complied, but she couldn't keep her eyes from gazing at the furry case that held his cock.

Looking at it all she was reminded of was that two minute cartridge holder of the blonde adult female getting screwed by that dog. Almost without thinking, her hand moved down and gently stroked the covering, funny as to what would happen. At first it seemed to let no consequence, then her fingertips lightly caressed his balls and Casey's penis slowly emerged. It wasn't very telling, reminding her of an undersized carrot. She assumed it would get magnanimous if advance 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 decent dry food and water, then went home.

That may experience been the end of it, but when her hubby came home from work he announced his bowling team was having a exercise school term that night 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 remembering of her afternoon experience fresh in her mind, it seemed like an open air invitation to go and do some more exploring. She wasn't sure exactly what she wanted to do, but she couldn't forget the tactual sensation of exciting depravity that she'd had while handling Casey's genitals. All she was for sure of was that she wanted an encore.

Soon after her husband left to go bowling, she drove over to her pal's home. She had no plan in psyche or any idea 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 peculiar affair was as soon as she pulled up at her buddy's place she began to feel anxious. It was as if some intimate part of her psyche knew she was going to see the dog's tool again and it excited her.

When she first went into the house, a feeling of extreme nervousness swept through her. She wasn't sure what she was going to do, but she knew she wasn't there just to eat the dog. She also wasn't sure it was anything she really wanted to or should be doing. But again, that intimate part of her mind wouldn't let her leave of absence. She gave him fresh H2O, added some dry food to what was already in his beauty, then went into the aliveness room to sit down.

She'd decided trying to get another look at his cock was simply too depraved a thing for her to do and tried to tug all thoughts 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 polish his fur with her hand, 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 knees, she moved her hands back and forth across his abdomen, giving him what he wanted.

The problem was, as she did this her oculus 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 pollex flicking back and forth across the open tip. She could find it expanding in her hand as he became raise. Slowly she began squeezing and releasing the odd shaped member as if she were milking it and in a way she was ; some crystalize fluid came out and ran down onto her deal.

She released her hold on his cock and looked at her hand as she rubbed her thumb curiously through the viscous fluid on her fingers. Then she noticed Casey, still on his back, had raised his caput 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 fingers. The feel of his knife on her fingers excited her, reminding her of the TV she'd watched on line. Now her mind was made up, she wanted to feel his tongue elsewhere, to live out the conniption she'd seen on her computer screen.

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

The dog followed and, after quickly sniffing her wet flesh, began licking. With the first separatrix 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 clapper forcing its way between her gapped pussycat brim. Tina slumped against the assuredness porcelain tank, her head thrown back, and her mitt covering her face. The dog's oral examination Assault was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before.

As the rough texture of his lingua delightfully irritated the gentle sensitive inner flesh of her pussy and tortured her clitoris, she had an excitedly quirky flavor in her belly, almost like her inside were slithering around signaling the plan of attack of a major orgasm. The more aroused she became it seemed the faster and toilsome Casey lapped at her cunt sending shivering waves of rapture through her. Within minute she was engulfed in a monolithic orgasm. As she began to cum, the dog seemed to become almost despairing as if his life depended on getting as much of her secernment as he could.

Tina sobbed out loudly, gasping for breath, helpless in the travelling bag of her sexual release, her organic structure quivering, its various region twitching and jerking uncontrollably. Her brainpower was registering nothing beyond this mind numbing wafture of carnal pleasure. several multiplication Casey had raised his gun muzzle from her crotch and looked about excitedly before returning to his pleasurable job, but Tina barely noticed these little break in his attention until he tried climbing up on her. Looking down, she saw his shaft sticking out and make love what he wanted side by side. 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-haired rug in front of the bath tub and knelt down. The dog was behind her in a flash as she bent over on all foursome. Then she felt his weight unit as he quickly mounted her, his pelvic arch thrusting rapidly, his forepaws wrapping around her shank. The trouble was he wasn't very precise with his lunging. His cock seemed to be hitting her everywhere but where it counted. Frustrated she reached back between her second joint with one hand to draw him into her pussy, but he was thrusting too fast for her to get a grip.

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

The cock itself moving rapidly inside her was thrilling enough in its own right field, but the thought of her doing something as depraved and taboo as this made it doubly exciting. Then she felt the knot trying to force its way into her. A few hard jab and it penetrated, stretching her cunt lips briefly causing a strange titillating pain as it did. Once inside, the dog stopped humping as his paws gripped her tightly, holding his hip tight against her. Feeling his organ swelling, Tina began to orgasm again. She could feel a strange aesthesis rich inside her and she knew the dog was cumming. Leaning farther forward, she rested her brass on the rug and began savoring every moment of all this.

She thought of the blond in the video and felt a strange psychic bond with her. It almost seemed as if they knew each other. We're Sister 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 prognosticate us disgusting or perverted, but we know what they're missing. Who cares what others think, this is our occupation, yours and mine my beautiful sis. 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 procreative system with cum. She could finger the warm liquid trickling down her thighs and her belly. Though largely motionless, every once in a while Casey would gift another punishing thrust, almost as if he wanted to go in deeper. There was a unknown feeling as the head of his tool pressed against her cervix. It was all overwhelming and blur ; a mixture of pleasure with painfulness, 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 canine sex particular. Casey didn't cum in a match of quick spurt, he came over a period of minutes and was in no haste to pull out. It was a mutual orgasm taken to the extreme point. The only when drawback was she wanted to kiss someone, to palpate mortal caressing her body softly and gently as she orgasmed and to be able-bodied to render the loving strokes.

Again, her mind returned to the blonde. She imagined what it would be like to be with her, to take bend being fucked by some large insatiable cad, each comforting the other, providing the missing human cutaneous senses. She imagined she could taste Blondie's glossa, sense her nose against her impudence, and her hair's-breadth in her face as they kissed passionately while the dog screwed them. These fantasy cerebration intensified her almost crippling coming. She knelt there helpless, fingers and toes curled under, teeth clinched, tears oozing out of her closed in eyes, breathing in short-change shallow panting breaths, feeling the heftiness of her stomach, ass, and thighs tightening and releasing rhythmically. It was almost as if her vagina was trying to coerce every drop of cum from Casey's cock.

Then she felt Casey move over a strange slip, sending a sensuous vibration through her followed by the delectable pain in the ass as his grayback slipped out past her load puss sassing. It was over. As hammer slid out, she felt the warmheartedness of his cum as it dribbled down her thighs. Too spent to displace, she stayed in her spot trying to catch her breath. Then she felt Casey's glossa as he began licking her again. It was the perfect way to end their small tryst, prolonging her impression 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 accept survived any more of it without having a fondness attack. She flopped over on her position and lay there for a few moment 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 matter to her that this same tongue had been just licking her cum smeared pussy, she took it as a sign of tenderness, that the dog considered her a near screw and that pleased her, since she'd considered him a outstanding fuck.

Eventually she got weakly up on her foot and let him out of the bathroom. Slipping into her slump, she went out and let him go out into the railyard while she took a quick rain shower and cleaned up the lavatory. When she finished she let him back in and then left for family. Thinking about what she had as she drove alone, she became aroused once more, but this metre wanted homo contact. She wished she was going to converge Blondie, who she now thought of as a close friend.

She thought of the woman's pretty face, her nice shapely build, and her lovely countenance. beshrew it, Blondie, she thought to herself, why can't you be literal ? Why can't we share this experience ? I owe you so much 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 grateful I am. Since Blondie was unavailable, she decided her husband would induce to do.

She met him at the door that night when he returned household, literally throwing herself into his weapons system. She kissed him hungrily, greedily, as she ground herself against him, feeling his now erect penis though the material of his clothing as it pressed against her lower belly. She half dragged him into the bedroom, quickly disrobing. Once she was naked, she helped him finish up undressing, then laid down on the bed, genu bent and bedcover wide, anxious with anticipation. When he climbed on top of her she guided his throbbing cock to her waiting pussy lips, sobbing out loudly as she felt his wet prick up force its way into her. Gyrating wildly as he began thrusting in and out of her, her helping hand continuously roamed over his eubstance, stroking and caressing every part of him she could reach.

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

The dog fucking her had been the hazardous strong-arm sensation of her life, but her husband had provided something Casey never could, that cute touch of homo affectionateness. She thought to herself it was a disgrace the two couldn't be combined somehow. She thought of the Greek god Pan, half goat and half human being, and decided the Greek had been onto something there.

Her husband never questioned why when he'd come home his wife had turned somehow into madly affectionate intimate wolf, 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 town and Tina went over to take care of his dog .