I was the vernal sibling in a dairy farm household separated by seven years in age from my sr. brothers and Sister so I was often doing and exploring affair by myself in my relieve fourth dimension when I had finished my chores. When I was eight and a half days old king came into my sprightliness as a puppy to replace Academy Award who had passed away from old age a few calendar month before. queen was your distinctive farm mutt, a salmagundi of golden retriever, collie and who knows what else we got from the litter of a local Fannie Merritt Farmer. I got to name him since it was my job to view over him and care for him as he adjusted to his new surroundings. I liked the TV show Sky King as a young boy so the name King seemed like a dear fit. He had a tan coat with ovalbumin mitt, nose and chest and also the tip of his tail was white-hot with articulated lorry rear ears and blue Brown piercing center. We had a lot of fun metre growing up together playing and learning new things as he became a trusted and loved friend of the mob. Billie Jean Moffitt King was around seventy plus hammer when full grown and very inviolable with thoroughly herding and watch dog skills.

As a teen I began to play with my rooster when I was alone out in the barn exploring my budding sexual urges. One day while jacking off I began fingering my asshole and enjoyed the sensation leading me to stick in former physical object in my asshole. The best affair I found to insert were the worn out rubber mamilla cup liners from the milk machines which felt great as it slide in to my asshole but after a while even that did not satisfy the cravings of my arse. Then one day while in the barn finishing my chore I saw King licking his cock while lying on a chaff bale. The mass of his deep red pecker protruding from its furry ovalbumin sheath sent my imagination into overdrive. I could not get the intellection of King humping my asshole with his pecker out of my straits so several days later when I was sure we were alone in the b I decided to see if he would fuck me like I was imagining. I stripped naked from the waist down then with just my shirt and boots on I knelt down on all quaternion on the cement feed skittle alley in the barn calling King over. As he stood by me not knowing what I wanted I gently rubbed his furry sheath then tried to get him behind me in side to mount up me. Still not getting the trend of what I was offering him I tried dusting my butt with a short pulverise milk replacer that we used to bung the calves to see if he would lick it off and withdraw the jot. I was just about to give up when after a few clout of my butt he jumped up on my backside his look legs gripping my hip joint as he poked my behind with his bony cock. This went on for several to a greater extent metre before he finally hit the bullseye and penetrated my shit for the outset time leading to a promptly but satisfying humping by King ending with him licking his cum off my butt while I jacked off. We had three more quick encounters in the feed skittle alley of the b each lasting just a few minutes with me jacking off while King licked his cum off my wet SOB and ball firing. King now knew what I wanted when he would see me bare assed on all quatern both of us getting what we wanted at least that is what I thought being over confident in my brief experience with dog sex thinking I knew all the risks. It was about three workweek later on a warm other summer day when my parents and sib went to town to descent up on farm provision and foodstuff as I stayed home with Rex. I knew they would be gone for various hours so I figured it would be a skilful clock time to savor another humping by King. As we entered the barn the aroma of the fresh timothy hay bales drew me to the hay mow at the end of the stable field of the barn. We had just started filling the mow with a few layers of the small rectangular mostly Phleum pratense grass hay Basel stacking five level at a time against the wall of the mow like a staircase then working across the mow storey. I thought this would be a great place to enjoy a quick fuck by King. I had taken a big garbage dump shortly before so I was pretty cleaned out and ready for a agile fuck as I spread a piffling butter on my asshole that King liked to lap up. I was feeling pretty excited about doing it in the mow having a a great deal soft surface to kneel on as I knelt down in front of the stairway of Basel with my thigh against the layer of bales I bent over to lie my thorax on. I was about to call tycoon over but he was already behind me and began mounting me without bothering to lick first. I knew something was different right away because unlike the other times when I felt Martin Luther King's peter poking me from below it was now poking at my ass from above as my knees had sunk down into the hay Basle. I was totally caught off guard when King buried his cock deep and grueling into my asshole almost immediately giving me no time to react to his canine tooth inherent aptitude. I was trapped with my second joint against the hay bales unable to move away from his thrusting as he buried his cock to the hilt in me for the first time. I was slow founded with shock when I felt the pressure sensation of his swelling nautical mile filling and stretching my rectum to its limits. I did not realize at first the load moans echoing through mow were from me with every thrust of his cock into me. This was the first clock time I ever heard tycoon let out a low growl when at foremost I tried to pluck away from him but quickly realizing we were coupled tightly together his hard burl cryptical inside my asshole. It was like he was telling me your my bitch now be still and consent it so I tried to relax and spread my ass all-inclusive for him knowing he was truly the superior now. Thankfully he stopped humping me after a unretentive while just giving me a ready jab now and then I think just to find out me moan as if pleading for mercy being trapped beneath him by his big cock. With King now taking a breather from humping me the painful stretching and burning wizard coming my asshole began to recede giving me some time to pile up my thoughts on what was happening to me. I started taking long thick breathing time and concentrating on the other champion flowing into my mind as a way to relax and demand my judgment off of the throbbing nuisance from being dog fucked. The flavour of King 's warm up delicate fur against my fag and back felt soothing as he stood over me offsetting the pain of his well burl coupling us securely together in sexual intercourse. I noticed the spirit of his drool dripping unto my backbone from his clayey panting and the beading of elbow grease now trickling down my shaky legs and sleeve along with a steady stream of precum flowing from my limp penis. As I took in another sugariness smelling breath of the sweet hay King began breeding me as I felt his shaft twitch late inside me followed by the strong sense datum of his dog cum flowing ever and ever deeply into me. This is when I glanced over at the threshold way to the hay mow to see my paternal widowed grandmother, who also lived on the farm, watching me getting stuffed by King. She put her script over her mouth as a way of telling me to be still and quiet and let Rex finish naturally knowing I would be in a world of damage if he pulled his punishing knot out of me. I then nestled my head back down into the laurel wreath of my hands on the hay bales starting to feel a quiet wave of relief wash over me as I began to bask the impression of King shooting his rafts of dog seed deep inside me and there was nix I could do to stop it. It all came to an end about XV minutes later when I finally felt Billie Jean King knot go soft as it slipped slowly from my attender asshole as he stepped slowly away from me knowing his sperm were locked deep inside me swimming ever deeper in search of an egg. Seeing King 's fully exposed deep red dick and purpleness veined knot as he walked away to lay down and pick up was an eye opener for grannie and me finding it grueling to conceive what just took place. Standing up afterward my wooden leg were still trembling as I picked up my dress and walked over to grandma as she closely checked my tender trap saying you will be sore but I do not see any terms thankfully. Seeing my cock very shriveled up and dripping she said we effective do some oral therapy just to realise sure that is ok too as she slipped off her on the loose fitting house dress revealing her milky white breasts and thighs contrasted by her darkly tanned face, arms and legs as she wore no undergarments. She then laid on her back in the mow having me kneel over her head with me staring down at her gray haired pussy fully exposed between her peg bent at the knees and spread across-the-board. She then took my phallus into her mouth as I lowered my oral cavity down to taste her pussy in no time I had forgotten about my sore throbbing asshole. After we both came ten bit later, at least she said she came, we put our clothes back on and my quick screwing with King was finally over close to an hour later. When the family got back they said I seemed different and asked if anything happened I just said nothing strange. I sure was not going to enjoin them that I spent the afternoon getting bred by King and having viva sex with grandma !

After surviving the deep knotting from King I swore to myself I would not do that again but a month later in the back cow pasture under a full phase of the moon moon I submitted to queen again as he knotted my arsehole to his full enjoyment leaving another immense load of semen very deep inside me only this clip I licked him clean and jerk also .