They got my `` Capricorn the Goat '' Never Again…It was a"one time"affair Goats I and II

One of those quiet days…all the family off to the storage and the shopping mall to go"malling."Me ? All alone with some coffee in the kitchen. A very dainty dawn. Me ? In my theatre attire and nada more…nothing Sir Thomas More needed…I wasn't going anywhere but did go somewhere…just one time.

I took my crapulence to the binding 1000 and sat on the porch…it was one of those very quiet mornings. Into the back roam two goats which I thought was strange…they began to piece on some of the garden foliage and then one jumped on the back of the early and started fucking…a nice dick coming out and soon entering the fanny of the other Capricorn which let out a squeal…of pleasure. The act was soon finished.

I was only 15 at the clock time and just beginning to explore my own body…loving the feel of hands on my puss which had a nice George W. Bush of hair…watching the goats was exciting. After the male finished its fucking its dick hung out. I watched it hang there, throbbing. I don't know what happened to me but I was on my ft and walking over to the Male goat…he saw me and walked toward me…his pink dick swinging from side to side as he did…

I hadn't seen goats fucking before and his dick was a nice size of it and bod and dripping. He came to me and I reached for him…he stood still as I grabbed his Capricorn hawkshaw for just a feel…it felt hot and throbbing in my hand…the tip of the prick still oozing from the fucking it had done…it wet my hand…I tasted it…strange taste…the stooge looked up at me…I began stroking the dick which got really stiff and I kept rubbing stroking…

Then, I don't know why, but I walked back to the porch…the goat following me…I looked back and the goat was right there…his putz still out and throbbing and I leaned against the porch, lifting my house clothes, exposing my bare ass and the butt sniffed at me. I felt my cunt. I was cool and also very wet from the fit I had witnessed…from feeling the caprine animal's cock…from the quiet and private scene in the back yard…I was hot and the goat sniffed at me again…giving my ass and cunt a little caprine animal lick.

It was terribly wrong, I knew that, but I was terribly hot and my consistence was on fire…I was breathing hard now and leaned over with my ass up for another snuff and another lick…the Capricorn the Goat did just that…I was wondering if his cock would fit and I took hold of the cock which was stiff and put it at me…the stooge moved to me as I had hold of his vitals.

I positioned myself…positioned that hot cock…I needed putz just then…even a Goat's cock and wondered…would nature take over…could this be done. I had played with my dog and gotten his tool out of its sheath…sucked that cock while the dog was licking my twat and ass and it was wonderful…nothing better. Then I would get the dog to fight his cock into me for a great come.

But this was a goat in the backyard and I was so hot…I didn't know where my dog was and I needed roll in the hay and coming…the goat was here and now and I didn't want to wait for release…I held the Capricorn's pecker motioning it to me a little more…just a little more…please goat ! And then he moved closer and I could finger the tip of the goat's cock on my backtalk. I held that cock against me, rubbing the tip on my wet snatch lips. Please, goat, do your thing…fuck me goat just like you know you can do…I was teasing the tip of the goat's cock on me…back and forth…back and forth…if the Capricorn the Goat wasn't going to make a move then I was going to make a move and I moved my ass closer to the cock.

I wanted fucking just now. Then, thank goodness, the laughingstock finally got the intimation and moved closer, then the goat's cock pulsed some more and I pulled it into my cunt lips…it was in the rightfulness position…come on goat…do your thing…and the goat let out a little grunt…I grunted too as the cock began its thrusting into me…it was going in now and deeply in…Oh ! The poking of that cock…it set me on fire…I felt it plunging into me…it was hot and stiff and fucking me now…I lifted to each stab and my face was flush…I prayed we wouldn't be interrupted…please family continue your joys at the mall and let my goat…uhhhh…let this goat fuck me, pay me my joy and make me sweat…I held on to the porch gradation as the goat was now in earnest and fucking me hard…pushing my human face against the steps…OH ! MY ! GAWD ! …each thrust and it was in my throat…I reached back to feel…I pulled my ass cheeks apart so that delectable prick would get deeper…I was on fire, in heat, in delirium…then it was over…the goat had left…I laid there my nerve on the steps…cooling…cooling where I had been so hot. Finally, I turned and sat and looked in the yard…both goats were gone. It was so tranquil and my slit was oozing and still throbbing. It was a one time thing I thought but would have the memory of the time in the back yard to keep back me hot on many early cockcrow or putting myself to sleep on many nights. I knew I had been naughty…but"naughty"was for certain nice !

"Goating Part II"

I was exhausted from my little inadvertent goat experience and was still on my knees in the rachis curtilage, my clothes still up over my ass, the air felt so good on my wet cunt and I was breathing down but my mind was featherbrained. I had worked or practiced on my body and knew how to make myself fare really tough, making my toes flex and my body resonate. I was thinking about all of that in the quiet of my backyard and enjoying the lull in the yard.

I knew my time with a goat might not go on again…I didn't know anyone who owned laughingstock and, even if I did, what would I say :"Excuse me but can I adopt your male goat ?"I didn't think that was going to happen anytime soon or anytime at all…I would wanton with my memories and the hot, frantic thrustings of goat putz into minuscule girl cunt and the groans and squeals we shared in those few moments…when the Capricorn the Goat came in me I felt hot bursts of come and I felt heated up because the ejaculant was very hot. Maybe the goat had been in the sun, I didn't know, but now I was resting, coming down from the unexpected pleasures I was so thankful to possess enjoyed.

What more wonderful matter could happen when family had left me completely alone, in my little, spare housedress…so naked and aphrodisiacal underneath. I feel my article of clothing rubbing my piffling hairs and my fiddling breasts all stirring me to wet and horny…it was exciting to be naked under my dress and when boys or men would number to visit us it made me hot and trembly all over teasing myself at what the boy and men would consider if they knew how close they were to my naked body.

Once, early in the yr, we had visitors…friends of my parents including a 16 twelvemonth old boy. Me in my housedress and my imagination running wilderness. The boy and I were shooed into the backyard so the parents could talk Thomas More freely…grown up stuff…and the two of us went out in the grand. He was shy. I'm shy. But it was the awkward boy/girl shy which was its own variety of excitement.

I knew what he was thinking :"Here's a pretty girl."And I knew what I was thinking :"The two of us are all alone with solely tiniest and most flimsy fabric separating his hired man and maybe his member from my body. I was hoping the winding would blow up my dress…let him get a flavour, go red in the face, reach for me, tell me I'm pretty ( which of course I am ) and I took his helping hand and said :"Let's pass to the barn."His hand was soft and tender and as we walked to the barn his mitt brushed against my leg…I think he could experience I was naked…no pantie line…no bra straps showing from shoulders…you know, all the thing to throw a boy gruelling as a piece of ass rock.

Did I say"piece of tail ?"What a gamey girl I was then…even then when I was young. I liked fucking and licking and sucking and all the things that would excite me, make a boy backbreaking just with my sucking and make him go soft after. I felt empowered at what I could do to any boy, any man…animals were more work…you had to play and shrink from and teach them what to do. I think a boy or man is just born knowing what to do.

That time we were on the way to the b and just as I thought would go on when we opened the barn door the swoosh of the confidential information blew up my dress right up above my waist. All my splendiferous privates were presented for the boy's flying prospect. His face turned beet red and he burst into the boastful grinning. We walked into the barn and he was quick to pull in the door shut…he pushed me against the threshold and his paw went wild, his oral cavity kissing me and his hands all under my garb. I spread my legs for him, unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his very stiff dick. I got on my knees and got to sucking…he pull up me up and his fingerbreadth were playing me…then :"Where are you ?"came a cry of Mom from the house…"We're leaving now. hurry up to the car !"Damn, damn, DAMN I thought. I was so fill up to sucking and swallowing his come and so ready to wet his fingers with my spend but we had to go.

I lay there on the porch with all those Henry Sweet computer storage but there was nothing like being and feeling throwback in an carnal lust…no love or fondness or light-headed material like that…just a hot fleshly fucking. Where had that goat gone anyway ? And just then a low temperature nozzle on my ass…I knew that nose…my dog ! It felt so cold where I was dripping the Capricorn the Goat's hot derive ooze from my cunt. Such a contrast and exciting. I felt instantly hot again. I wasn't finished with the afternoon's joy after all.

Then the nose probed my ass and cunt again…then that damned tongue licking me…I was somewhere else in place and fourth dimension. I as nowhere but somewhere getting delirious. Another clout from the top of my clitoris, along the wet folding of my cunt…a pause and pressing…and then in between my butt nerve pausing for the taste of my ass…he was a dirty dog and curious and loved fucking his little girl.

This little girl loved nothing better than a dependable dog fuck with a knotting cock delirious to fuck me and splash and force out into me. And now it wasn't just an exciting afternoon in my yard but something to cherish and enjoy like none other…a double fucking…a double coming.

My dog was stiff now and his pecker slapped my legs, in between my legs…poked my leg, searching for the right place…OH ! …he had just now found the"right place"and that initial entry and doggie lustful jab. I lifted my ass to him and he had his manus holding me at my waistline so I couldn't escape…didn't want to escape…wanted holding…which he did, his mitt gripping me for full purchase of my trunk, my shank, my aching cunt.

He thrust and thrust, frantic to lend himself off and wash my eubstance with his hot fluids…he thrust again more anxiously…I was near and felt a little irritation at all the roll in the hay on my porch…a soundly and delicious soreness…just then I wanted sore and spill. I cried out :"roll in the hay me…hard"and he did…I lifted and moved my legs and let out stochasticity and grunt and squirmed to welcome all he had for me…then he slowed…tears were on my brass wetting my face as I felt him wetting me inside…I was a pool of feelings…my all body throbbing…he licked me clean…making me squirm some more."Okay,"I cried,"Enough."It was more than enough my afternoon in the yard…double delight, double joy, double up come…he withdrew, licked my bitch and ass came up to my face, licked it. He seemed to induce this exquisitely happy doggy smile…and I had an equally keen little girly grinning. There was Heaven just now in my back yard on a quiet good afternoon .