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Jungle Girl

Shouten50 on Animal Stories

My name is Johanna, and i live in the Congo with my parents as missionaries, we came here a couple of months ago right before my 15th birthday. We had been missionaries before, but never in a place like this, it had always been in or near civilization, but now we were living with a tribe and all the stuff we needed was delivered by plane that just pushed it overboard and deployed the parachute.

Even though I didn't like it here, there was one big plus. I don't know why but all the men in the tribe always walked around naked, except if they went hunting, then they brought some more clothes. Most of the men in the village were pretty young because of their genetics, their tribe had always been the same and because of that their life span was

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only about 30-50 years, even the elders were reletivly young and in their 50s. There was one boy though, around 14 if I had to guess, that I thought was pretty good looking, in more way than one.

I would watch him alot and every time I saw him I couldn't help but look at his cock. I hadn't seen him hard yet but when he was soft I could tell that he was a little bigger than someone his age should be, I didn't understand a word they said though, so it was pretty hard to communicate. They way we have been talking to them so far is because of a translator that lives with us, a creepy but young lady who always stared that the men just as much as I did.

One day, the boy that I liked came up to me with Sally, our translator, and started talking to her.

"He said that he wants to teach you how to catch animals in the jungle", she said, "I've already asked your parents and they said it was fine, so I'll just leave it up to you". She gave me a wink and started back the way she'd come.

I looked at Jim, this is what I called him when I thought about him, and he had some clothes on and a spear in his hand. He started walking into the jungle and motioned for me to follow, which I did.

We walked for a couple of miles until we got to a little pond. Jim set down his gear and took off his clothes, then he walked into the water and turn to face me. He motion for me to follow and I knew that he wanted me to take off my clothes. I had actually been looking for a chance to show myself to him but I hadn't gotten one until now.

I started to take off my clothes until I got down to my bra and panties. Even though I was only 15, by breasts were a smaller C size and were very healthy and firm. Even though all the women in the tribe went around topless, their breasts were kind of saggy, another poor side effect of their genes.

I took off my bra and panties and I just stood their for a second and let him stare, I couldn't tell how big he was because of the water, but I could tell that he was hard. I slowly walked into the water next to him and decided that I didn't want to beat around the bush, I was very horny and I wanted him.

I walked over to him and started kissing him, even though we were a year apart, he was almost 5 3/4ft while I was just 5ft even. He started grabbing my breast and I could tell that he had no intention of doing this for me, but that just turned my on even more.

He then spun me around and carried me out of the water with his arms around my stomach. When he put me down I look at his fully erect cock and saw that it was about 8 inches long and thicker than normal. I had broken my hymn a while ago when maturbating so I was ready for him.

He turned me back around so we stood facing each other, he arched his back and while pulling me flat against him. When my breasts were pressed agains his chest he straitened his back, putting his cock between my legs. I notice that he had been crouching so that his cock was at the right hight to enter me, but now he slowly started to stand strait up, sending his huge cock into my pussy.

I arched my back and grabbed his shoulders as I felt the pure pleasure of his thick cock entering me. He could only fit about 5 inches into me at first, but then he started to fuck me hard and fast until he somehow got about 7 inches into me. By this time he was fucking me so hard that every time he went up, I had to stand on my toes to keep him from lifting my off the ground.

We went on for about 15 minutes while I came several times. When he started hugging me so hard I was running out of breath, which I was short on anyway because of how tired I was getting. He made one finaly thrust and lifted me off the ground about a in. He just stood their holding me in the air when I felt his hot cum in me. This turned me on so much that I came again, making him cum even harder.

He sat down so fast after we had finished our orgasms that I almost thought that he fell. We laid down with his cock still in me and fell asleep.

I woke up and the first thing I thought was we shouldn't of fallen asleep, it was dangerous enough in the jungle with all the animals. My second thought was panic when I noticed that Jim, his clothes, and my clothes were all gone. He had left me in the jungle by myself! I was ferious and terrified at the same time.

I was just about to start walking towards what I thought was the right direction when I heard breathing behind me. I spund around and almost screamed when I saw a gorrila with arms the size of my petite waist. I probably would of screamed when he came closer to me exept that I noticed that his cock was swinging around. It was huge! It was soft and about the same size as Jim's when he was hard.

The huge animal walked on all fours and crouched at my pussy and sniffed it. I didn't dare move, I had no idea how these animal's brains worked. He then suddenly like my between the legs and I squeeled in pleasure and almost fell over. He noticed this and did it again, this time deeper than before, and this time I did fall onto my butt. I looked between his arms and notices that his cock was hard, and bigger than ever. I had to be almost 13 inches and almost as big around as my one of those old coke glass bottles.

Fear struck me again as he reached down and grabbed me around the torso with his gigantic hands. His thumb was right under my breasts and pushed them up. He leand me back so I was at about the same angle as him. He took me and put me under his chest when I noticed just how big he was compared to me.

I then realized what he was doing and I looked down at his cock and saw that he was aiming my body strait for his foot long cock. The first time he missed, grunting angrily and looking down at me and his cock and tried again. I didn't dare struggle, and I was horny again and I had no other choice so I figured I would try to enjoy it, if his cock even fit in he that is.

On the third try he stretched my tight hole to its limits. He lowered me to about 7 inches when he started to fuck me, but instead of just thrusting, he was also moving me in the same way he would if he was jacking off. I screamed in a combonation of pain and pleasure as he moved me up and down and slammed me so hard onto his cock that I new that it was going deeper than he should of.

He was thicker at the hilt of his penis so the farther down he slammed me, the more I was streched. I grabbed his thumb to steady mysealf a bit. He was pulling me up and forcing me down so fast that I was almost having trouble keeping my from lolling around. I was still screaming with every thrust, enjoying the pleasure of this giant penis that was probably all the way in my womb.

He pumped me so hard and fast that I took a second from streaming to take a look down past my raised and bouncing boobs to see the action. I couldn't believe it, but he had made it all the way in. I don't know why I didn't see them before, but now I also noticed his balls, swinging rapidly back and forth, were about the size of tennis balls. Watching them swing and slap agains my ass turned me on so much that I started screaming again, but not taking my eyes of the amazing show. I had another orgasm, I don't even remember how my I've had in the time we've been fucking, but I know that its been going on for about 20 minutes and I was wondering how much longer he could go.

I screamed again with another orgasm, probably my biggest one yet. I was cumming so hard when I noticed that his sack was pulling his balls closer and tighter to his cock. I knew what was coming. I got ready for his hot cum and watched him make one final thrust. Just like Jim, he fucked me as deep as he could until he came. I had felt a liitle of Jim's cum in me before but that was nothing compared to the amount of what these two containers could hold. I screamed and had orgasm that topped them all as I felt so much cum pour into me that it could of been a gallon of hot water poured into my pussy. Because of how much he streched me, almost no cum got out of my pussy because of how tight our connection was, this made me feel like I was going to explode from the gigantic, erotic pressure I could feel within me.

He came for about 30 seconds and then just stood their looking at me, occasionaly making a thust or two and adding pleasure to our sensitive genitals. He started to soften and he pulled out of me, causeing all that cum to pour out of me onto the ground. He set me me down on the ground and laid next to me and slept. I was so tired that I couldn't of moved even if I had wanted to, and I was pretty sure that I didn't want to give up my new mate so soon. But then my thoughts got distracted and I couldn't concentrate, thats how tired I was. I closed my eyes, trying to remember how good it felt, but I fell asleep, relaxing into the darkness.

I have read alot or erotica before but this is the first one I've written. I hope you like it. :)

Randy & Sara Great Danes Ch#2

lbpm51 on Animal Stories

          After our session with Randy and Sara we laid in bed discussing what we had done and how we both felt.  I mentioned to Ruth that with her busy work schedule we needed a housekeeper.  She agreed, but said that it would probably be hard to find someone who was open minded.

Jane's Story

LuckyNuts on Animal Stories

Jane's Story

Written by LuckyNuts

My name is Jane, I’m in my late thirties now. The story I’m about to relate to you is true, happening when I was eighteen years old. I am an only child, my parents told me, “They didn’t want to mess with perfection by having more children.”

I had just come home from school. Dad and Mom were still at work, they wouldn’t be home until six. I was trusted at home alone after school, but I had to make sure every door and window was locked. This may sound like overkill, but I was in my last semester of High School and I still lived at home. Today was late gym class, I was sweaty and wanted to take a quick shower before doing my homework. But first I had to let Toby, our black lab, out, he had been cooped up since I left for school. He ran out into the

Grandpa's Lessons Part 4

MissSexKitten27 on Animal Stories

The first three chapters are listed under incest......if you like please review

Dressed only in a robe, she was led from the house by her grandfather. She knew what was happening, or part. She was reminded one of the old men who had fucked her the night before, had told her grandfather to bring her by. She thought her grandfather was simply lending her out as he had the night before, but she did not evem know half of it. But she did notice the video camera on the seat of the truck when they were driving.

Her grandfather noticed her eyes. "Oh I like some good porn to watch when I bore. Put on a good show."

She whimpered and shook her head. "Please stop this, please."

Her grandfather simply slapped her and reminded her of her place. He

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had not listened to her last night, and no begging today would get her out of this. Her father had been a slow learner as well, because his wife had been too gentle on the boy before she died. His daughter in law had obviously been the same way with this brat. But she would learn, and if he had some fun, and made some money off of it, all the better he thought. He after all had to cover the money for taking care of her. Besides the man had supplied her truck for her, she owed him. 

The old man, Greg, waited at his barn for them. He was salivating as he watched the bitch led inside. He had a working farm, a number of animals, and he planned on trying her out. His mustang would come next he thought, but for now there was a kennel of male dogs who needed a good bitch to fuck nice and hard.

As she was led into the barn she saw she was being led to a stall with dogs who looked ready to attack. None were smaller then a pitbull, and they seemed heavilly aroused.

 The man whispered. "The bitches next door are in heat. It has made them a bit mad. Choose one."

Her grandfather whispered. "You will take a few soon. But if you don't choose, we will throw you in."

Knowing she would be torn apart if she was thrown in there, she chose a big German shepherd, who looked to be the smaller of them. But she noticed a Great Dane and pitbull were also put on a leash, and she cried as she was led towards the tack room but she noiced the horses, grateful she would not be forced on one.

The owner whispered. "I saw you noticed the horses. Oh don't be disappointed, youll get their cocks tomorrow."

 She fought them as she was being forced down to the ground over a bench. "No. I can't take this. No."

Again her cries fell on deaf ears as she was tied to the bench and a gag shoved in her mouth. She saw the cmer on but her attention was soon drawn to her lower body. She screamed and tried to move away as she felt a long tongue slide inside of her, running along her clit and then in deep. She cried over and over, desperately trying to pull away from the dog but couldn't. As the tongue dove deeper and deeper into her, she felt herself going wet and she sobbed as her body shook as it responded, her body shaking over and over agin, as she was forced o her first ever orgasm. The horrifying shame of her first orgasm coming from a dog, was soon replaced with the terror of the dog jumping up do his legs were wrapped about her, and he was pressed against her ass.

 She screamed against her gag. 'No. Oh God no.'

At first the dog did not make contact, he was humping her wildly and she could feel the sticky flesh running along her outside but suddenly she felt the head of the massive cock slide inside of her. Not even after all the fucking and stretching had she endured, was she ready for this, he was wider and longer then any of the men. She tried to pull away from him but this tim the dog sunk his teeth into the back of her neck, keeping her in place, and she forced herself to stay put.

The pain slowly reduced as he pumped harder and harder into her, hitting her prostate over and over again, her eyes open from time to time, seeing the cmera all around, geting good angles. But her fear returned as she felt what seemed like a baseball hitting her entrance, and knew it was he nott that tied dogs together. She screamed and thought she would pass out from pain as the ball was forced inside of her, locking her and the dog together. Finally the dog released load after load of hot dog sperm inside of her.

She was slumped over near unconscious as the dog slid out from her, and barely noticed when he licked her clean. But she noticed when another furry body was over hers, this time the pitbull, her grandfather remidinding her all too clearly that a pitbull could kill with his bite and she needed to be a good bitch for it.

Hours later she was released but led to a kennel. "This is your bed for the night, yours and Bruno."

Greg smiled. "Bruno's bitch is pregnant and he has been lonely. I am sure he will let you some rest."

With that the kennel door slammed shut, though she noticed the cameras mounted all around. But her eyes was on the massive rotweiller who had been brought from the other kennel. She tried to cover herself up as the dog came towards her but he snarled, and as soon as she removed her hand, dove his tongue right in.

She sobbed as she dragged herself back to her knees for another round. "Just a doggy bitch."

 

 

 

 

My Great Dane's Boy Bitch

texan58 on Animal Stories

My Great Dane’s Boy-Bitch

I was 11 years old when my story happened. It all started one day while I was shampooing my Great Dane, Toby. I was washing his belly and started to wash his balls, when I noticed that his large prick began to come out of its sheath. I was curious about what would happen if I rubbed it with my hand.

When I started to stroke his prick, it came fully out of it’s fleshy covering. It was about 10” (since I didn’t have a ruler, I’m approximating). Nevertheless, it was the biggest cock I could ever imagine. I’ve seen boy’s cock in the shower after gym class, but none of them could compare to Toby. As I continued to rub my hand on his prick, his hips began pumpi

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ng into my fist. I didn’t realize it at the time, but he was actually fucking my hand. I put my face down closer to his prick to get a better view. He kept pumping into my fist and began to spurt his seed into my face. Shocked, at first, I jumped back and wiped my face with my hand. “I wonder what it tastes like,” I thought to myself. I tentatively licked the cum from my hand and realized that it tasted pretty good…a little salty, but otherwise good.

I stuck my head down to his cock again and saw that he was still shooting his cum uncontrollably into the tub. I put my face directly in front of the sporadic stream and began catching it in my mouth and swallowing as fast as I could. When he didn’t seem to be cumming fast enough, I put my mouth on his prick and began to suck the cum out of him. This was the first cock I ever put in my mouth.

Toby started pumping his hips again, fucking my sucking mouth and rewarded me with a huge load of doggie cum down my throat. I gagged and almost puked when his cock buried itself in my gullet, but I relaxed my throat muscles and he was able to push it further in my mouth. Load after load, he shot down my throat and, as fast as I was able to swallow, he still overflowed my mouth and spilled his come on my neck.

After he finished his orgasm, he was still shooting small streams of cum for me. I must have swallowed a pint or more of his cum. I found myself getting excited in a place I never felt before this day. I noticed my little penis was hard. I started to rub it to get rid of the tingling sensation, but the more I rubbed it, the more it tingled. “Maybe I can do the same as Toby did,” went through my mind.

I pulled my pants and underwear off and started to stroke my little dick like I stroked Toby. My cock got harder and harder. Toby looked over at me and moved closer. He stuck his long tongue out and licked my prick. That was more than my little tool could stand and I experienced my first orgasm. Not much cum came out but Toby returned the favor and licked the cum as it came out of my dick. Wow!!! That was great!!! I was hooked. I started to masturbate every day…myself and Toby.

Then one day I was naked and cleaning myself up after cumming on my stomach. I was bending over wiping some off my leg, when Toby reared up behind me and locked his forepaws around my waist. His weight brought me down to my knees. His prick found its way to my asshole and penetrated me in one push. I screamed out in pain, but that didn’t even phase Toby. He began fucking my ass like he fucked my mouth. Strong powerful strokes pushed him deeper into my tortured asshole. The hurt started to subside, and I started to enjoy it. He pumped harder and faster, deeper into me. He finally sank his entire length in me. Then I felt a larger object poking at the opening of my ass. It was his knot! He was trying to fit it inside me , too. When he pushed it in, the pain was renewed. I felt as though I was being torn apart, starting at my asshole. Furiously he kept pumping. Gradually, I became accustomed to his knot and, once again began to feel my cock getting hard again. As Toby fucked my ass, I stroked my cock.

Toby began to come and that sent me into another orgasm. I had never cum as quickly, after cumming just a few minutes before, as I did that day. Toby shot load after load into my ass. I felt like my ass was filled with a balloon. Finally he finished, but he couldn’t come loose from my ass. He was stuck! I began to panic because my sister was supposed to be coming home soon. As hard as I pushed, he just couldn’t pull his cock out of me.

Suddenly, my 14 year old sister walked in the room. I was mortified, but she looked only mildly surprised. “I see you found out that Toby is a multitalented dog,” she smiled, “I’ve been letting him fuck me for two years. Now, we both can get off, without the headaches of having boyfriends or girlfriends. But, if you don‘t want me to tell Mom and Dad, you‘re going to have to start eating my pussy and fucking me, too. Deal?“

What else could I say? But, that’s for my next story.

…..to be continued…

Home Alone

neverdone on Animal Stories

Tom drove into me slowly at first than began to speed up. The feeling of his cock felt so good. I arched my back as my climax began to build when Tom gasped and shot his come into me. "NO," I screamed in my mind. I had been so close. I felt his cock going soft as he pulled out and rolled to my side. I was still on fire. I needed release. "That was great honey," Tom breathed as he got up and heade

My Daughter's Friend Loves Horses Too!

CMatthews on Animal Stories

Short story by Carolyn Matthews.



It is about eleven o'clock in the morning when I get a phone

call from my daughter Amy. She is really excited and says to me

"Hi Mom! I was in the college cafeteria talking with this really

cute girl about you and me having sex with my horse. She also

said likes girls, so I invited her over. She is in her car

following behind me right now and we shoul

Lady Goldie

Brigit Astar on Animal Stories

When I first laid eyes on Lady Goldie it was amatory passion at first sight. She was a three-year-old half Golden Retriever half Cocker Spaniel—an absolutely lovely mix. She was beautiful, with golden silky hair, big brown eyes, and delectable curves and features, and just the right size. She was quite simply luscious.

My sister had gotten Lady Goldie a year ago, and I had seen her occasionally when I went to my sister’s house. I wanted her so much; I wanted to make passionate love to her; I wanted to hold her in my arms and slide my lust into her.

My opportunity to do it to her came when my sister asked me to oversee her house while she and her husband went on vacation and to take care of Lady Goldie and the house. I of course jumped at the offer. I wou
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ld have two weeks with Lady Goldie—two weeks to do everything I had dreamed of doing with her.

When I came to my sister’s house, she had just finished bathing Lady Goldie. She told me all the things I would need to do with the dog: exercise once a day, grooming every few days, feeding once a day, with a treat or two. No big deal—I knew what to do to take care of her—and I knew what I was going to do with her too. Lady Goldie and I were going to do a lot.

My sister and her husband left and I was in the house with Lady Goldie. Alone at last.

She was so delicious-looking. I knelt on the floor and called her to me. She came up to me, wagging her tail. I slid my hands on her shoulders, through her golden silky hair, up to her head. She greeted me joyfully, lifting her head. Her big brown eyes glowed. She began lapping my face with her tongue, and I responded. I licked her tongue, her lips, her mouth, kissing her.

I unbuckled my pants and slid them down, and raised my cock up. She began licking and lapping on my dick. I held her head and swiped my prick on her mouth. She licked it with her smooth wet tongue. My cock grew; it stiffened, sticking up hard as a rock.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her to me. I opened my mouth and sucked on her lips and tongue. I held her tight as I slid my dick upon her warm smooth belly.

"Umm, you like that, Lady Goldie" I panted. "You like my stiff cock rubbing on you Umm, yes, I’m gonna give you the dick, honey, I’m gonna slide it in your golden tight hot pussy ass."

She was panting too now, and trembling. Umm, yeah, she wanted it; she wanted me to fuck her; she wanted me to stuff my stiff prick deep in her.

My dick was rock-hard, stiff and throbbing; my balls were puffed up and loaded.

I slid my pants off and pulled off my shirt. I was completely naked now. I scooted up behind her and wrapped my arms around her flanks. I moved my crotch up against her rump. Ah, yes, her rear-end was so soft and flossy. Ooh yes.

I pressed forward, pushing my cock upon her ass. She trembled and whimpered. The head of my prick entered in, and she whined and squirmed. I grasped her tighter and pushed my prick on in. Oh, it was so tight, so minty hot.

I stuffed my dick on in. Oh, it was the tightest hottest pussy ass.

On and on I stuffed it in. She spraddled her legs and thrust back at me. "Umm yeah, you want it, don’t you, honey," I gasped. "Ah yes—you want my cock in your pussy ass."

I gave a final thrust and was imbedded in her ass. I pulled back a little, and then slid it forward again. Then I began fucking her—screwing that sweet golden tight hot pussy ass. I jammed my prick up and down, fucking her good and deep. It was the best pussy ass I’d ever fucked—the tightest and hottest.

And she loved it too. She was thrusting back at me, whimpering and panting. I pumped the meat to her, fucking that sweet pussy ass good.

I felt it coming; I could feel the cum churning in my balls, gushing up my dick—ooh yes—here it came—yeah—pumping it, squirting it in her pussy ass—squirting it deep. Ah yes.

I pumped her full of cum. And she loved it.

It was a glorious two weeks. I fucked Lady Goldie most every day. Then my sister came back from vacation, and that put a stop to it. But I would be able to see her occasionally. And that’s how it still is.












Good Boy (Chapter 1)

QueenJuliaGG on Animal Stories

Some info About me: Before i begin, let me introduce myself; I am Tori, a 17 year old high school female. I am 5'5, 124 pounds, and am a white but part mexican girl, giving me the Ass and cleavage than men would kill for. I have the cute and attractive face, with long wavy brown hair that makes me the sexy cute girl whom everybody knows. Some say im a Hot nerdy girl simply because i get great grades and sometimes wear glasses. Anyway, ill introduce my family since we just talked about who i am. My Mother is rose, a 5'6 Mom who i get my looks from is just 36 years old and looks like an older, slightly taller version of me. My Father Kevin, is a loving father who works most of they day, is never around, but has a great job that provides us all with a 2 story roof over our heads. Next is my

The Beast

nirvanafan66 on Animal Stories

The Beast

    Dawn decided she needed a walk.  Putting on her black shorts, a snug t-shirt, and her shoes, she went downstairs.  Dawn was in her thirties, but she still looked good.  She was a petite little thing, not quite reaching five feet.  She had a nice perky ass, and small but firm breasts.  Her pearl skin and short cut dark hair topped it all off.

    "I'm going for a walk", she yelled to her husband.

    "Ok, just take Bruno with you", he replied.

    Dawn groaned.

    "I know, he can be a bear sometimes, but I'd feel better knowing you have him with you", he said.

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t;Ok", Dawn sighed.  Dawn wasn't a dog person, she preferred cats, but a cat isn't going to help you if there's trouble, so she conceded to her husbands wishes.  She grabbed the leash and hollered for Bruno.  Bruno came running wagging his tail.  Bruno was a broad shouldered Rottweiler and still full of energy.  Dawn latched the chain leash onto his large spiked collar and headed out the door.

    It was a nice day so Dawn wandered all over the area not paying attention to the time.  When she realized that the sun was starting to set, she was too far from home to get back before dark.  She decided to just take the trail through the timber.  With Bruno leading the way, she stepped into the darkness of the trees.

    About half-way through the timber Bruno suddenly sat on the ground and didn't budge.  He was staring into the shadows of the brush.  A chill went down Dawn's spine.  This was odd behavior for Bruno.  If it was a rabbit or squirrel he would have tried to chase it, but he just sat there.  She glanced into the darkness but couldn't see anything.  Giving his chain a tug she urged Bruno to move.

    "Why do you have my brother on a chain?", came a rumbling voice.

    Dawn gasped and looked into the darkness again.  In the darkest part of a huge bush were a pair of glowing yellow eyes staring at her.  Dawn was paralyzed with fear.  She wanted to run, but her legs weren't responding to her.

    "If you run, you won't make it ten feet before I have you.  So just stay there.  Now answer my question, why do you have my brother on a chain?", the voice rumbled menacingly.

    "I...I...he's my pet", Dawn stammered.

    "Hmm", came the voice, "lets see what he thinks about this."  The eyes drifted to Bruno.  Bruno began making strange barking and whining noises.  Dawn somehow knew Bruno was talking to this beast.

    "Bruno's not happy.  I think it's time you made things right with Bruno," said the beast.

    "What do mean?", Dawn looked at Bruno then at the beast.  Bruno said something to the beast.

    "He says, he wants you to wear the collar", the voice said.

    Dawn paused for a second.  She wasn't happy about wearing a dog collar, but fear of what this beast might do helped Dawn's choice.  Dawn reached down and unlatched the chain and dropped it to the ground.  She then pulled off the large, spiked, leather collar and rapped it around her neck then fastened it.  Bruno barked.

    "He says, 'good girl'", said the beast.  The beast looked at Bruno.  Bruno yelped and barked.

    "He says that when he tells you to do something, you have to obey, just like he has always done.  Also, when he gives you a command you are to say 'Yes master'.  Is that clear?".

    Dawn was beginning to not like this.  The collar was bad enough, but to call her pet...master?  Once again, she knew she didn't have a choice.  She turned to Bruno.

    "Yes master", she said.  Bruno gave a very satisfied grunt.  Then barked to the beast.

    "He says to take off your clothes".

    "What?!"
    
    The beast growled.   Fear tingled down Dawn's spine when she realized her mistake.

    "I mean, yes master".  Dawn peeled off her shirt, then kicked off her shoes and pulled off her shorts.  She paused there, hoping that would be enough, but the beast growled again.  Dawn pulled off her bra exposing her perky breasts, then she slid her panties down and stepped out of them.  Bruno blantanly stared her up and down, lingering on her trimmed pussy.  Dawn felt vulnerable and started to cover herself with her hands, but this time Bruno growled.  She quickly put her hands to her sides.  Bruno barked a new set of orders.

    "Put the leash on too", said the beast.

     Dawn paused for a second, then obeyed.  "Yes master".  Dawn reached down and quickly attached the chain leash.  The chain hung down between her breasts.  It was cool to the touch.  Dawn had a dark feeling in her stomach, she could see the direction this was going, and she was dreading it.

    Bruno trotted up to Dawn and grabbed the chain in his teeth and yanked Dawn down to her knees.  Bruno barked.

    "Stay!", snapped the beast.

    Dawn winced when she realized this was the same command she had given Bruno a hundred times.  She was being forced to obey dog commands from her own pet.  She knew the beast had to be enjoying the irony of it.

    Quietly Dawn said, "Yes master".

    Satisfied, Bruno began licking Dawn's nipples roughly.  His course tongue lapped at each nipple.  Dawn couldn't bear to watch and just stared straight ahead as her nipples stiffened to the strange sensation of Bruno's tongue. Dawn winced as Bruno lightly bit each nipple. Once both of her nipples were hard, Bruno worked his way down her belly and nudged her trimmed pussy and grunted.  Dawn knew what he wanted.  She didn't need the beast to tell her.

    "Yes master", she said meekly.

    Dawn lay down on her back, spread her legs, and lifted her thighs into the air.  The chain had slid down between her legs. Her new master wasted no time burying his nose into her pussy.  Dawn gasped and instinctively started to close her legs.  Bruno let out a growl.  A tinge of fear coursed down her spine as she obeyed yet again, opening her legs so her master can have his way.  Bruno started working on her pussy, laping at her until her pussy lips spread apart enough for him to really dig in.  Dawn just stared up into the tree limbs, what she was letting this dog do to her repulsed her, but Bruno's tongue was forcing a response from her pussy.  She started to get wet.  Dawn's breath quickened.  She tried to remain passive, but couldn't, she let out a small moan, then clamped her hand over her mouth ashamed of herself.  Bruno just licked more vigorously.  Dawn's thighs would quiver every now and then, but she kept her hand over her mouth.  Bruno stepped back and barked.

    "Roll over!" commanded the beast.

    Dawn knew the beast had to be smiling.

    "Yes master", Dawn said.  Dawn rolled over onto her stomach.  Bruno once again buried his tongue into Dawn's pussy.  Dawn arched her butt up to let him lick better, then realized what she was doing and put it back down.  For some reason she didn't fully understand, she arched it back up again.  Dawn's breasts were pressed into the grass, she could feel the coarseness of it against her nipples.  She grabbed two fistfuls of grass and clinched tightly as Bruno lapped at her pussy, sliding his tongue from the front all the way to her asshole and starting all over again like he was licking honey.  Dawn kept her mouth clamped shut for fear of what might escape from her lips.  She'd never been licked like this.  It felt good.  She was angry at herself for liking the feel of his tongue.  It was wrong.  She felt dirty.  She concentrated on not having an orgasm.  She didn't want to give Bruno or the beast that satisfaction.

    Bruno stopped.  Dawn breathed a sigh of relief.  Bruno barked and yelped.  Dawn wondered what would happen next.

    "His turn", the beast said.

    Dawn felt a dark thrill go through her body as she realized what she was being told to do.  She quickly repressed that feeling, not knowing where it came from.  What she was being forced to do was gross, she didn't want to do it.  She got up onto her hands and knees and looked at Bruno.  Bruno rolled onto his back and Dawn saw his swollen red cock.  It was a good eight inches long, with a knot the size of a tennis ball at its base.  Dawn paused, "Oh my God" she thought.  Bruno barked.

    "Suck his cock", commanded the beast.

    "Yes master", Dawn said meekly.

    Dawn crawled up to Bruno dragging the chain between her legs.  She slowly reached out to the base of his shaft and grasped it.  It felt thick and warm, she could feel it throbbing in her small hand.  She was breathing a little fast, she felt that she was on the verge of panic.  Closing her eyes, she bent down and licked with the tip of her tongue, then started sliding her tongue up and down the shaft.  She knew this wouldn't be good enough, but she tried anyway.  Bruno growled.  Dawn paused and cringed, then keeping her eyes closed, she opened her mouth and slid her pets cock into her mouth.  She went down a couple inches and pulled back up.  Bruno growled angrily.  Fear and that dark thrill struck her again.  She immediately went down deep on his cock, sliding it as far as it would go into her throat.  She came back up slowly, letting her lips glide along his shaft.  Bruno moaned.  She plunged down again letting his hot shaft slide across her tongue, sticking his cock deep into her throat.  She slowly slid back up, twisting her head from side to side and flicking her tongue along the length of his cock, her lips squeezing snugly.  Bruno snorted in pleasure.  She continued to pump her head on his shaft.  She soon opened her eyes and became acutely aware of what she was doing.  Deep throating her dogs cock in the woods. Each time she plunged down she stared at the knot at the base, she was ashamed that she would suck so vigorously simply because she was afraid.  This continued for what seemed like a long time.  Dawn couldn't believe Bruno's endurance, a man could never have lasted that long.  Suddenly Bruno barked.

    "Sit!", commanded the beast.

    Dawn slid the cock out of her mouth, and sat on her feet.  She stared at the beast in the shadows, but couldn't see anything but his eyes.  She wiped her mouth and looked at Bruno.  Bruno picked up a stick about a foot long and about an inch thick, he snapped his had to the side and tossed the stick about five feet away.  He then barked a new command.

    "Fetch!", growled the beast.

    Dawn grimaced, then sighed,"Yes master".  She got on her hands and knees and crawled to the stick.  She reached out with her hand and Bruno barked.  Dawn paused.

    "Do it right", said the beast.

    Dawn sighed again.  Bending down with her head, she opened her mouth and grabbed the stick with her teeth.  She crawled back to Bruno and sat on her heels again in front of him.  Bruno barked some more commands.

    "Keep the stick in your mouth and tie your chain to that tree.", the beast commanded.

    Dawn crawled to the tree and wrapped the chain around the base.  Bruno barked.

    "Tie it closer", the beast commanded.

    Dawn scooted closer to the tree and started to tie it off again.  Bruno yelped.

    "Closer, and tie it off at the base", said the beast.

    Dawn scooted closer to the tree, and wrapped the chain around the base.  She only had about a foot of chain to work with, so she had to get down on her elbows and tie it off.  She was very aware of how vulnerable she was.  With her head so close to the ground, she was stuck on her elbows and knees.  This forced her perky ass up into the air.  She knew what was about to happen, she was dreading it.  She bit down tighter on the stick and began breathing faster.  She could hear Bruno walking up behind her.  She glanced back and could see his huge dog cock hanging down.  She whimpered as she felt that dark thrill again.  Then, Bruno was on her.  She could feel his weight on her back.  His powerful arms latched around her tiny waste and held her tight.  Dawn grabbed two fistfuls of grass and held on.  The dark thrill hit her again, sending tingling through her body as Bruno started probing with his cock.  It didn't take him long.  Dawn felt the large shaft penetrate her.  She let out a long slow moan through her clinched teeth as Bruno slid his cock in all the way to the knot and stopped.  He paused there relishing the moment.  She could feel his hot breath on her neck.  Saliva dripped down her back.  His cock throbbing inside her stretched pussy.  Bruno kicked his legs out against her legs, Dawn complied and spread her legs more for him.  He slowly slid his cock out, then thrust it back in.  Dawn gasped again.  She could feel his knot push against her pussy.  Bruno began to pump rhythmically.  Sliding his cock out and thrusting it back in.  Each time he thrust, Dawn would let out a grunt as his knot smacked into her clit.  Dawn's breasts bounced, her ass cheeks jiggled, her whole body jerked forward with each mighty thrust of Bruno.  Dawn squeezed her pussy as tight as she could in a vain attempt to keep the knot out.  Dawn had a feeling Bruno knew what she was doing, and was enjoying it.  Toying with her, never quite pushing too hard, playing games with her tight pussy.  After a good ten minutes of this, Dawn was starting to get tired, she was having difficulty keeping her pussy gripped.  Bruno pushed his cock in again, then suddenly stopped with his knot pushed up against dawn's pussy hole.  Dawn wondered for a moment if he was done, but then she felt him get a better grip around her waste, and she knew what he was about to do.  Dawn struggled for a moment, but Bruno was too strong, she couldn't budge an inch.  Slowly, ever so slowly, Bruno started to push the knot in.  Dawn, with her teeth still clamped on the stick, let out a long, drawn out groan as her pussy stretched to accommodate the knot.  She tore up clumps of grass as she strained to keep the knot out, but it was futile.  She knew Bruno was doing it slowly, just to torment her.  It was unnerving to realize an animal could think like that.  With an audible pop, the knot burst into her pussy.  Dawn groaned loudly.  Saliva was running down her chin as she gasped in air, clinching the stick.  Bruno let out a satisfied grunt and paused for a minute, once again relishing the tightness of her pussy.  Then he started to grind in a small circular motion, moving his knot around inside her.  Dawn moaned as the knot seemed to fill her pussy to the limit, she could feel her ass cheeks spreading apart to welcome Bruno.  Each grind from Bruno pushed his knot against her g-spot.  She couldn't help it, her body betrayed her as she felt the tingling in her groin of an orgasm.  She tried to fight it, but that just made it worse.  She came.  She bit down hard on the stick and let out a loud groan as she gyrated her hips to match Bruno's rhythm.  She could feel her juices pouring over Bruno shaft, keeping her well lubed for Bruno.  Her orgasm ended with one last quivering of her hips.  She felt dirty.  Bruno didn't relent.  He grinded her for what seemed like forever.  No matter how ashamed she was of herself, that dark thrill would return, and she'd have another orgasm.  Her juices were now dripping down her legs.  How could she ever look at herself in a mirror again.  Finally, Bruno suddenly picked up his pace, and began to cum.  It was too much for her small pussy, and his cum squirted out and ran down her legs.  It was a huge load.  With that, Bruno was done, he yanked his cock out with another popping noise.  Dawn winced, then collapsed on the ground.  She spit out the stick and looked at it.  There were deep teeth marks on it.  She glanced to where the beast was, wondering if he was satisfied or not, but he wasn't there.  Dawn wondered how long he'd been gone.  She looked at Bruno, he looked back, then just trotted off without her.  Dawn unchained herself, cleaned herself off with some leaves, got dressed, and slowly walked back to her home.
    She couldn't tell her husband what happened.  She was afraid that he might learn the whole truth.  About her shameless multiple orgasms from a dog.  She told herself that it was just her body responding instinctively to what was being done to it.  She repressed the memory of that dark thrill that overcame her.  She didn't want to think about that.  She was a good, moral woman, she wouldn't desire such nasty, dirty things like fucking a dog.

The Girl Who Rode A Horse's Cock

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The Girl Who Rode A Horse's Cock





Elizabeth Thomas was a beautiful 16- year-old girl. She had dark brown hair with natural dark red highlights. She was athletic and extremely artistic. She loves animals. Including horses.





She always dreamed of owning a horse. She always wanted to live in a beautiful mansion, over-looking a vineyard that her parents would somed

Angie's Show (part seven of series)

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Angie arrived at Cara’s house by taxi at five minutes til seven, with twilight already falling. She had asked why Cara couldn’t pick her up at school, and was told that there were things she still had to do. Angie pulled her overnight bag with her as she got out, paid the driver, and waited until he had gone before going up the walk to knock at the door. Cara answered almost immediately. The cordless phone was cradled between her left ear and shoulder.

“Go take a shower. Just a quick one. Don’t lollygag,” she was instructed as soon as she stepped inside.

Angie nodded and put her bag down on the coffee table to dig for nicer clothes, but Cara shook her head. She pointed at a dark red shopping bag at the other end of the sofa, then nudged h
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er in the direction of the bathroom.

She dropped articles of clothing as she went, knowingly trying Cara’s patience. A few minutes later, Cara came in, leaning in the doorway just as she was getting ready to shave herself. She dropped the small pile of clothing she’d gathered from the hallway into the clothes hamper. Angie sat on the side of the tub, one foot flat on the floor and that other propped on the edge, spreading peach-colored shaving cream over the mound of her pussy with her fingers. Cara watched as she very carefully shaved the area and ran her fingertips over the now silken skin to make sure she hadn’t missed any. She padded to the shower and stepped inside, washing quickly, as she had been instructed. As soon as she’d gotten out and dried off, Cara pulled her over to the counter and brushed her hair as she used the dryer on it. Angie watched her in the mirror.

“Okay,” Cara said, turning the dryer off, “Now you can go look at your new things.”

Angie beamed happily and hurried off, with her owner not far behind. Cara sat down on the sofa just a couple of inches from the bag and watched as Angie pulled things from it. She took the pieces of clothing as they were removed and looked over, then beckoned the redhead to stand in front of her. Angie stepped into a pair of white cotton panties as they were held open for her, then into the white sundress. She held up her arms so that Cara could pull the narrow straps onto her shoulders, then turned for her to zip up the back. She put her feet into the thinly-strapped sandals when they were put on the floor and let Cara tug her down to sit on her lap, where she slid a delicate white headband into Angie’s hair.

Cara tapped her index finger on Angie’s lips until she opened them to let the fingertip slip inside. She slowly worked it in and out until it caressed the back of Angie’s tongue. Cara smiled as she watched the pale pink lips suck at her finger. Claiming her finger back, Cara kissed her; almost chastely at first, pressing kisses to the corners of Angie’s mouth, then lingering on her lips, licking her mouth open as the girl went soft in her arms. She could taste the ghost of strawberry lipgloss clinging to Angie’s lips.

“Are you ready to go?” Cara asked as she pulled away.

“I need to pee before we leave.”

“No. Go on and get in the car. I’ll be right there.”

Angie frowned. “I can’t go pee?”

“What did I say?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Angie was in and had her seatbelt on when Cara left the house.

“Where does your mother think you are?” Cara asked as they started out, watching Angie from the corner of her eye as the younger girl went a bit pink.

“I told her I’m spending the weekend at Karen’s.”

“Do you think she believes you, so far?”

“I’m not sure. If she doesn’t, she hasn’t said anything.” Angie fidgeted with the smooth border across the breast of her dress until Cara reached over and made her put both hands down on her lap.

“You’re so pretty when you blush,” Cara told her with a wink and ran the back of her fingers over the color still in Angie’s cheeks.

Angie noticed their surroundings as Cara turned a curve, and suddenly recognized the route they were taking. “We’re going back to The Dome?”

“Yep,” she smiled.

“Are we going to see Daniel again?”

“He’ll be there, yes.”

“Is Joey already there?”

“Joey’s staying home, tonight.”

“I didn’t see him around…”

“He was already in his room with his nighttime treat.” Cara turned on the radio to quiet Angie until they got there.

She guided Angie through the front door with a hand on her back, directing her to a different room to the one they’d been in before. Angie followed her inside and froze when the door was closed behind her. This room was almost the same as the one she had already visited – only, there were people in this room. Not only Daniel, but Jonathan, as well as almost a dozen others – a fairly equal mixture of men and women. Cara watched as the blood drained from Angie’s face and the girl edged to the right, trying to hide herself behind her owner.

Daniel stood in about the center of the room, talking with a couple of people. Jonathan was kneeling on one side of him, with his bottom on his heels, his hands behind his back, and his cock locked into a chastity cage. On Daniel’s other side, there sat a large dog; a very well-groomed, blue Great Dane with undocked ears. His tail thumped happily on the floor. Nearer Jonathan was a table that obviously held some things on its top, but it was covered over with a cloth. On the opposite side there was a broad platform, a bit less than a meter high, with a large, wedge-shaped object sitting in the middle.

When Daniel’s attention caught on Cara and Angie, the other two people stepped away. The room stayed quiet, with only whispers passed back and forth. Cara placed Angie beside Daniel, where she attempted to hide again, this time with more success, since he was much broader. She crooked her finger toward Jonathan and he got to his feet, following her into the lavatory at the back of the room. When she came back out, she wore a black brocade discipline corset, extending from just under her bare breasts to only barely over the lower curve of her ass. Jonathan took his place on his knees again after sneaking a smile to Angie.

She put a hand around Angie’s wrist, pulling her into the open again, and spoke close her ear, “You’re safe with me. Don’t worry.” Cara lowered a hand to run over the dog’s ears and pulled Angie closer, moving her hand to do the same. “His name is Valentine. Handsome, isn’t he?”

For a few moments, Angie was unaware that she was being watched. The other people in the room were staying mostly still and looking quietly, some standing together, some having taken seats in the chairs that had been moved in.

Angie looked up nervously. “What is this?” she asked.

“Don’t pay attention to them, okay? You just do what I instruct.”

“Yes, ma’am…”

Cara pulled her further away and beckoned Jonathan again. He came to her obediently. “I think I know your limits,” she said, looking Angie in the eyes and looping her index finger through the ring of her collar, tugging gently. “But. If you want everything to stop, if it gets too much for you, you have to tell me. You trust me, but I’m trusting you to safeword out, if you need to. Understand?”

Angie smiled, relaxing by degrees. “Yes, yes, ma’am.”

“Take off your shoes,” Cara told her. She did, and Jonathan picked them up. Cara put her hands on Angie’s shoulders, turning her around, and guided the zipper of her sundress down. She dropped the narrow straps down Angie’s arms and let the dress fall, where Jonathan retrieved it from the floor. Cara handed him the band from her hair, next, and suddenly everyone in the room was paying rapt attention as Angie stood in her panties.

She pointed at the table and he went to it, setting Angie’s clothing at one corner and taking something from beneath the cloth. He brought a pair of wrist cuffs back to Cara. Angie, understanding, held out her hands for the cuffs. Cara smiled and buckled the leather restraints into place. She attached both to a clip to join them and pulled Angie forwards a bit more, raising the redhead’s hands far over her head, making her go up on her toes. Angie heard a soft clinking and looked up just as Cara clipped her to a sturdy chain that hung from the ceiling. When she started to put her feet flat on the floor again, she found that the chain was just short enough that her heels wouldn’t touch.

Cara stepped over to the table and folded the cloth away from its contents. It held an assortment of toys, most of which Angie recognized from Cara’s toy drawer. She ran her fingers across some of them before returning to her captive, running her hand across Angie’s abdomen and between her legs, over the gusset of her panties, before hooking her fingers into the waist and dragging them slowly down.

Angie shivered. She clenched and released her fingers, deliberately keeping her eyes away from everyone else. Cara circled around behind her and slid her arms around, gently spreading the lips of Angie’s pussy with one hand, pulling back the hood of her clit with her middle finger. She slowly stroked the pad of her other index finger over the tiny nub, sending hot thrills through Angie all the way to the tips of her toes.

Stopping just short of orgasm, Cara went back to the table. She picked up a flat-tipped riding crop and weighed how it felt in her hand before going back to stand in front of Angie. She nudged Angie’s legs further apart until the slit of her pussy gaped open a bit, then struck the mound once with the crop, just hard enough to startle her.

Angie caught her breath and nodded for her to go on. Cara pushed her legs a little wider, putting her weight onto the restraints and the balls of her feet. She struck Angie’s pussy harder, making her body jerk. The following dozen strikes fell quickly, leaving Angie shaking. Her pussy stung, feeling searingly hot and swollen. Not long after registering how much it hurt, endorphins kicked in. The pain turned into an intense warmth, and she felt herself getting wetter. Cara guided her legs back together.

She walked around behind Angie again, leaning closer to whisper to her, “I’m going to whip your back side, now. After that, I’m not going to okay anything further with you. Got me?”

“Mm, ’kay. Yes, ma’am,” Angie whispered back.

“Twenty strikes. Count them for me.”

Cara ran a hand down the pale length of her back before taking a step away and landing one strike across the center it. She watched as the stripe turned from a shocked white the first instant, into pink, then into bright red. Her own cunt soaked through as she kept an eye on Angie’s face via the mirrored wall across from them.

“One,” Angie gasped after a moment.

She aimed again, so that she wouldn’t land the strikes for her back right on top of one another. The next hit a bit higher, and the six after that were on her bottom. Angie continued to count them off.

“How- how many was that?” Angie gasped breathlessly when Cara paused for her own arm’s sake.

She grinned at Angie losing count. “Thirteen.”

When strike number fourteen landed, pain was beginning to come through again, bright and sharp on Angie’s nerves. Fifteen caught her just right, making her cry out. The shock made her body lose control momentarily, and she felt warm wetness stream down the inside of one leg. She looked down at the small puddle gathering on the floor at her feet, then raised her head and looked to Cara with guilty eyes, afraid she had disappointed her.

Cara put a hand at the small of Angie’s back, pressing her naked, almost fever-hot body full against her own. She nuzzled Angie’s neck and kissed up her jaw line. “It’s okay, it doesn’t matter, shhh. It’s what I wanted to happen. Good girl. You’re my good girl,” she cooed into the redhead’s ear.

Her breathing had just started to even out when Cara moved away. She swayed a little in her restraints. Cara finished the last five lashes across her already bright red ass, taking a few seconds between them to give the sting time to set in, each one making Angie hiccup and whimper as it landed across another. Cara was watching literally the moment that Angie dropped deep into subspace.

The marks across Angie’s back had settled into red and white welts, but those across the cheeks of her bottom were darker. They would bloom into colourful bruises. Cara knew they would be hell to sit on for days. She motioned Jonathan over and walked around to face her again. Her cheeks were wet with tears, but she was thoroughly dazed, now.

“Clean her up, take her down, and take her over there,” Cara pointed to the covered platform.

“Yes, ma’am,” he nodded and hurried to the bathroom. He came back with white washcloths and a small basin of hot water. Lowering himself to his knees, he wet a cloth and cleaned up the floor. With another, he began wiping down her sex, her legs, and her feet, looking up as she moaned softly at the contact. He stood and reached up toward her wrists, going slowly. He nosed gently at the back of her shoulder, once, twice, and asked in a low whisper, “Are you okay?”

When she didn’t answer, he ducked his head to look into her face. She looked up at him through her bangs, an open, utterly blissed-out smile on her face, a flood of endorphins and epinephrine well into her system. He smiled a little, relieved, and turned his attention back to what he was supposed to be doing. His pause hadn’t gone unnoticed, though.

Cara walked quietly back to them, smacking Jonathan across both bare ass cheeks with the crop still in her hand, making him jump. “There’s time for chitchat later, children,” she growled into his ear.

He blushed at being caught in disobedience and unhooked Angie from the overhead chain to place her as Cara had instructed him. He sat her on the edge of the platform, bracing with a knee on the edge, and found that it gave under his weight like a bed mattress. He positioned Angie on the sturdy foam wedge, her head at the lowest part and her bottom almost hanging off the higher end. She wasn’t much help, in her placid state, though she was alert of what went on around her.

There were more restraints attached to each corner of the base beneath the mattress for her. Cara shooed Jonathan back to his spot beside Daniel after putting the riding crop back in its place on the table. She picked up one of the restraints near Angie’s foot, buckling part of it around her ankle and a second strap around her thigh, then did the same with the other. Pulling on the straps’ length adjustments, she tightened them so that Angie’s legs were splayed wide. She walked around to Angie’s hands and unclipped the joiner from her wrist cuffs before clipping each to their own waiting strap and tightening them just enough to make the muscles of her triceps and shoulders burn a bit.

When her head cleared enough to listen to her surroundings, Angie found that the room was silent of any voice that wasn’t Cara’s. She knew that all of the people were still around – movement in a chair here, the squeak of a shoe there. She could imagine clearly their eyes on her. Just as her nerves threatened to overflow and make fright well up, Cara’s voice pulled her back down.

She leaned down to speak in Angie’s ear, brushing red hair away from her face. “I know how you like the way Joey’s come is so hot inside you. A Great Dane’s body temperature averages out at about 105 Fahrenheit. You’re gonna love this.”

Angie’s tongue flicked out to wet her lips as Cara nodded to Daniel. He nudged Valentine forward and the dog came trotting heavily toward them. Cara patted the mattress between Angie’s legs, and the dog put his front feet up as she sat down. She reached down and wrapped her hand around his soft sheath, grinning as the bright red cock emerged and he began to hump. She waited until his cock was good and thick before stopping. Patting the mattress again signaled Valentine to jump all the way up. She guided his front legs astride Angie, who looked up with wide eyes as he towered over her.

Cara could see her elevated pussy glistening with wetness as she aimed the dog’s cock. As soon as the tapered tip penetrated her, he started humping in earnest and his front legs locked tight around her body. The dog’s broad chest pressed against Angie’s breasts and his weight bore down on her as he hammered into her cunt. There was no wait before his cock was pushing against her cervix; it claimed access right away. She grunted as the tip burrowed into the temporarily tiny opening, widening it with each thrust until it was open enough that the first couple of inches of his cock could ram through.

She could feel his cock continuing to swell, her vagina stretching around its girth, and an aching pressure deep in her abdomen told her that it had forced its way completely into her womb. The opening of her pussy ached, as well. The dog’s cock seemed to be the largest thing she’d ever had inside her.

Before very long, the entire length of the slit of her cunt was split wide around the knot as it demanded entrance. Cara licked her lips and groaned softly as she watched it being shoved further in with each thrust that was accompanied by Angie’s whimpering grunts. With one last, hard push and a strangled gasp from Angie, the knot was finally rammed home. The lips of her pussy slid snugly around the base of the dog’s cock. Valentine’s thrusts grew shorter, but no less hard. Angie’s body was jerked and pushed with them. Her hands opened and closed in the material that covered the mattress, gathering fistfuls of fabric as she was rocked closer and closer. She came, her insides spasming tightly around the invader, and she heard an animalistic sound of pleasure pulled from her own throat.

Cara moved up a bit, putting a hand between Angie and the dog to rub her abdomen hard as the dog fucked her, feeling the enormous cock working in her, its knot swollen huge and locked past her pubic bone. Angie could feel the dog’s higher temperature as come pooled hot in her womb, the heat spreading very pleasantly. She moaned as Cara kept pushing and rubbing as her body gathered it, the pressure adding to her discomfort. She panted, feeling her womb filling, stretching, aching.

Minutes passed, and Cara’s hand was keeping well away from Angie’s clit, no matter how much she begged. She whispered, “Please, please, please,” hoping for another orgasm to even out the ache.

She moaned, tears squeezing out of her clenched eyes at the cramping in her belly from the amount of come being pumped in. It seemed as if she’d been knotted for days when Valentine finally started attempting to yank his cock free. Cara got up and crossed back to the table, bringing a large, dome-shaped plug with her when she returned. She sat very near to the joining of the dog’s cock and Angie’s cunt, holding the plug ready.

She watched as Angie’s head tipped further back and her mouth opened as the dog’s cock pulled harder at her opening. The raw pink border of her vagina stretched thin around the widest area of his slowly shrinking knot. She whimpered as it finally popped free with one last jerk. Cara shoved the plug into her cunt quickly, making Angie grunt with the suddenness of it. She felt only a dribble of come escape, running across her asshole, making the muscles there tighten involuntarily.

The swelling of Angie’s normally flat abdomen was obvious. She could have been mistaken for a good four or five months pregnant, as full as it was. Cara could feel the inside of her thighs slick, she had grown so wet throughout the proceedings. She rushed, snapping at Jonathan to hurry and loosen the laces of the discipline corset enough that she could wiggle her way out of it.

When she was free, she pulled the wedge out from under Angie, making her cry out in surprise and the jolting of her overfull womb, and had Jonathan tighten the restraints back down. She climbed onto the bed and put her hands on Angie’s belly, massaging and pressing against it, reveling in the knowledge of what was inside. A moment later, she straddled her, spreading her cunt open on Angie’s belly, the pressure making her whimper in discomfort. Cara worked her hips back and forth, rubbing herself against the swollen curve. Angie could feel the come slosh hot against her insides. As Cara came, tightening her thighs against Angie’s sides, she felt a trickle of Cara’s juices run down her mound and over her clit.

Cara climbed off, catching her breath and rubbing her own wetness into the soft skin of Angie’s stomach. She reached up and unclipped Angie’s wrists, motioning for Jonathan to help her. After Cara had unclipped each point and slowly removed each cuff, he helped Angie move awkwardly to the area near the chain where she was previously suspended. Cara made her kneel over the same silver basin that had held water for her. She removed the plug carefully, letting come pour out of Angie. It drained into the basin until it was over half full. Cara knelt in front of Angie, the redhead’s hands and head resting on her shoulders as she reached one hand between the girl’s legs and began to massage her clit. The flow of come leaving her body had nearly stopped. Angie’s breath soon turned into short, soft gasps as she neared coming again. The muscle contractions pushed more fluid out in small streams, leaving Angie groaning and shaking as she orgasmed in her utterly exhausted state.

Cara motioned to Daniel. He stepped over and leaned in. “I think it’s time for everyone to leave,” she told him. He nodded and went to make sure that everyone in the group left.

She snapped her fingers at Jonathan and he disappeared quickly behind Daniel before coming back with a clean bathrobe and a blanket. Cara handed Jonathan’s clothes to him in return for the warm things and wrapped them around Angie, then gently handed her off to him while she pulled her own clothing back on. “Take her to my car, and I’ll be right there,” she instructed.

Jonathan helped Angie to her feet and walked a few very slow steps with her before deciding that carrying her would get them to the car sooner. She exhaled what would have been a giggle otherwise as he lifted her and backed them through the front doors.

She closed her eyes and let her head fall against his shoulder.

“Don’t go to sleep, now,” he laughed lightly.

“Mmm…” she sighed.

He put her on her feet long enough to get the passenger-side door open and sat her inside, buckling her in and closing her door, then stood at the car until Cara came out.

“What about your things, ma’am?” he asked, glancing back at the doors.

“Daniel will keep them for me and I’ll pick them up sometime this weekend. Do you have a ride, or are you coming home with me?”

“I… suppose I need a ride, ma’am.” He looked down.

“That’s fine,” she smiled, patting his shoulder and going around to the driver’s side. “Get in, then.”

The drive home was quiet. Angie woke enough to walk in on her own and headed straight for the bathroom with Jonathan shadowing her, making sure she didn’t happen to drowse off and veer into a wall. He stayed with her until Cara came in.

Cara kissed her on the cheek and took the blanket and robe off her, getting her into the bathtub. She shooed Jonathan out to wait in the bedroom and ran warm water into the deep tub up to Angie’s breasts.

Angie felt wonderfully sated, a soothing burn in her muscles and a great deal of heat down her back, bottom, thighs, and pussy from the crop.

“So, do you still like him?”

“Jonathan?” Angie asked in a mumble.

“Of course Jonathan.”

“Mm-hmm. He’s nice. Sweet and noble. All that stuff. I’d have bigger words, if I hadn’t been ridden one way or another for three hours.” She smiles and looked up at Cara through the barcode of her wet bangs.

Cara pressed a kiss to her mouth and stood up. “I’m going to take my shower.”

Angie blinked water out of her eyes. “But-”

“Don’t worry,” she winked. She went out and came back with Jonathan. “He’ll fill in until I get through.”

Jonathan knelt down beside the bathtub and picked up the shampoo.

“You give other people baths often?” Angie asked, watching him but not meeting his eyes for too long at once.

“A few times. I give myself one every day. It’s not that different.” He grinned and splashed a handful of water at her.

Cara showered quickly and told him to go take his own. He disrobed and hesitated, standing near her for a few beats until she realized what he wanted. She turned and dug the key to the cock cage out of the pocket of her discarded pants and removed it.

Angie smiled sleepily and let herself sink a bit lower in the water when Cara picked up the washcloth and soaped it, washing her beginning with her chest. She let herself be moved up and back to be soaped, and was mostly asleep when Cara finished.

“Come on,” Cara chuckled, patting her wetly on the back, “you can stand on your own feet for a couple of minutes.”

She swayed a little as Cara helped her out of the bath and dried her off, being very gentle with her backside. Cara went to her bedroom to get something, and Angie took the opportunity to plop down on the side of the tub again, on the damp towel hanging over the edge. Jonathan finished his long shower and left the bathroom, as well. When Cara came back, Angie’s head had bobbed forward despite her attempt to stay alert.

Cara turned her where she sat and carefully massaged antiseptic ointment into the stripes on her back, then into her bottom. She rubbed tightening cream into Angie’s pussy as deep as she could, when she had her stand again. She put a tee shirt over Angie’s head, too big for her, but just the size for a night shirt, and nudged the redhead ahead of her to the bedroom. She let Angie sit on the bed, but put Jonathan beside her. “Do not let her go to sleep,” she ordered.

He nodded and sat next to her. There was rattling in the kitchen, and Cara brought back a tray of food.

Angie sighed and whined, “Can’t I just go to sleep? There’ll be breakfast in the morning.”

“You need to eat before you sleep. All the energy you’ve spent, and you haven’t eaten since lunch, have you?”

“No, ma’am.”

Jonathan ate like he’d been starved for days and curled up on his side, watching. Angie sat between Cara’s legs and very sleepily took what Cara poked at her mouth. When Cara was satisfied that she’d fed her enough, she set the nearly empty tray on the floor beside the bed and came back up with something else in her hands.

“I never asked if you sleep with a stuffed animal or anything, but I found this for you-” She put a soft, fuzzy, black rabbit with long ears into Angie’s arms.

Angie smiled brightly and squished the stuffed bunny to her chest. “Thank you.”

“Okay, now you can crash, sweetie,” Cara scooted back onto her side of the bed and held the blankets back.

Angie squirmed out of the tee shirt and cuddled in close between Cara and Jonathan.

Jonathan cleared his throat softly as Cara was reaching to turn off the bedside lamp. “Ma’am? Do you want me to stay, or should I call for a taxi?”

“Oh, hush and go to sleep,” Cara yawned and reached over Angie to push his head down to the pillow.

Angie felt his soft cock resting against the cleft of her bottom. She ran her fingers through Cara’s blonde hair as she dropped off to sleep in her arms.

Angie woke with Cara stroking the back of her fingers across her stomach. She wiggled and stretched out long, then curled back up against her.

“I have some homework…”

“Can this homework be done here? Did you bring it with you?”

“Yes, ma’am.” Angie smiled.

Cara tightened her arms around Angie’s shoulders. “Good.”

Later that morning – far past noon, really – Angie sat at Cara’s kitchen table with textbooks and notebooks splayed open across the better half of it. Her hair was caught into two neat braids, the even end of one twirled around two fingers as she scribbled numbers from her physics text into equations. Cara was busily making a late lunch.
Cara set a glass of soda down beside Angie and leaned forward to lick a little stripe up her cheekbone before sitting down.

“You’re distracting me, ma’am,” Angie said coyly, unable to keep a very contented smile from curling her lips.

“I have one more thing for you,” Cara said, setting something beside Angie’s book with a little click.

Angie finished the problem she was working on and looked. It was a key with butterflies printed on it.

“I was going to give you one of my extra keys, but I saw those blanks when I was picking something else up the other day, so I went ahead and had it made for you.”

“Thank you,” she beamed and threw her arms around Cara’s neck, practically crawling into her lap with a kiss.

Cara dropped Angie off a couple of blocks from her house on Sunday evening. Angie passed through the living room to show her parents that she was home, pausing to pretend to pay attention to the sitcom they had on the television, before going up to her room.

She took the stuffed bunny out of her backpack, where it had been crammed for the trip home, and sat it on her bed, against her pillows.

When she woke up for school the next morning, she still felt a brilliant high as she thought back over her weekend. She stumbled into the bathroom to start getting ready. Her ass still hurt. She turned her back to the mirror and twisted around to look over her shoulder at it. There were still obvious claw marks reaching far around the back of her ribcage. The welts from the riding crop were still quite raised, purple bruises laced around the edges with red, and a few abrasions among them. She licked her lips and reached back, scraping her fingernails firmly across her bottom, making herself moan a little in pain, but mostly in the fact that her pussy reacted immediately, wetting and clenching with a mind of its own.

She closed her eyes, backed up with her ass against the edge of the bathroom cabinet, hissing in pain as she pressed against it, and ran her fingers over the mount of her pussy to rest at her clit. It still ached from the abuse it had taken, but she let it press between her middle and ring fingers anyway, moving moisture from her entrance up onto it with smooth back and forth motions. She rubbed until orgasm forced her to curl forward on a chant of grunts that came in time with the muscle contractions, her knees weakening and giving way, making her sit down hard on the bathroom rug.

She sat down at the breakfast table, her entire bottom throbbing.

“You look flushed. You’re not sick, are you?” her mother asked, setting a box of cereal and bowl in front of her.

“Nope, I feel great, Mom,” she answered cheerfully and poured milk into her bowl.



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My New Guard Dogs

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My New Guard Dogs (F, best)

Summary - Jessica moves to a new house and buys two, large, guard dogs to keep her company.

Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and fantasy. It is not based on real people or actual events. It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives. Don't be a dick with other people's lives!

Hi, my name is Jessica Clark. I’m a 23 year old administrative assistant, living in Palm Springs, California. I’m five feet eight inches tall, with a very thin frame. I have long blonde hair, large breasts, shapely ass and a hungry little pussy!

I had moved to Los Angeles after high school, hoping to become an actress. After all, everyone said I had the looks for it, and I received a lot of praise for my acting in the high school

My Girlfriends Daughter

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THE GIRLFRIENDS DAUGHTER

 

 

 

Cass (short for Cassie) my girlfriend was 35 and had long black hair, and looked a lot like Cher. I had been seeing her for a month, and everything was going great. The only problem I had was her 17 year old daughter. Ebony was a little bitch, she did everything possible to make life awkward between me and her mother. What made it worse, she was one of the most beautiful girls that I have ever seen, and she knew it, her skin like her mothers was a light bronze colour, and she also had long black hair, and her tits where not that big, but looked firm, and I don't think she wore a bra much when she went out. she made a point of walking around the house in next to nothing, and then telling her mother that I was staring

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at her. Cass just laughed at this, saying well he is a man, what do you expect.

Well one Friday night Ebony came storming in the house, slamming the door behind her, we had expected her to be staying at her friends for the night, so we got quite a shock when she turned up.

Ebony sat herself down, Cass asked her what the trouble was. It turned out that her best friend had been seeing her boyfriend behind Ebony’s back, mind you, if she treated him like she treated me, I don't blame him. Cass told her not to worry, there are plenty more boys around, and it wouldn't be long before she found another.

Cass told Ebony that we where going upstairs for a bath, and to put a DVD in to watch if she wanted. When upstairs I asked Cass what are we doing? I thought we where going to have a bath later, I just thought that Ebony would like some time on her own, all right I said good idea.

We went into the bedroom, and stripped off, l gave Cass a hug and kiss, and had a quick feel. But because Ebony was downstairs I didn't go any further, the last thing I wanted was to give her something else to moan about.

Cass ran a bath, and got in, and I had a shave, I didn't want to make Cass sore with my whiskers, that's if I got a chance to get near her pussy.

When we had finished, we both got dressed I put on a bath robe, and Cass put on a big night shirt.

As we was going down stairs, Cass stopped me, listen she said, we could hear moaning and groaning coming from the lounge, it sounds like my daughter is enjoying herself Cass said laughing. As we stood there listening the sound made me horny, thinking of her brat of a daughter fingering herself, It must have had the same effect on Cass, as her hand came back, slipped into my robe and grabbed my stiffening cock, you naughty boy, getting a hard cock thinking about my daughter.

I put my hand up her shirt and rubbed her arse, sliding my finger down so it rubbed her pussy, Cass opened her legs and I pushed it into her sliding it in and out, stop it, we will have to see what Ebony is up to.

So we crept downstairs, went into the room, Ebony was sat with her legs open, fingering herself, and playing with her tits underneath her top. But it was what she was watching got my attention, it was a girl with a dog between her legs, the dog was licking her pussy, and she was playing with his cock.

Ebony saw us then, she shrieked switched the film off, shut her legs and went bright red. Where did you get the film from I asked, it was in the cupboard she replied, no it wasn't I shouted, its not mine, Cass got hold of my hand, sorry its mine. I got it after watching some films on Fakepix.com I looked at Cass, I didn't even know she liked this sort of thing.

I sat down, Cass sat next to me, Ebony hadn't spoke, she actually looked like she was going to cry. Cass asked are you mad? No shocked, have you seen the film? No, I was going to watch it with you tonight.

Well then if its all right with Ebony we will watch it, Ebony looked a bit shocked, so I said, you might as well stay, we have caught you now, she blushed and said all right.

From where I sat I could see Ebony's legs, but now they where tightly closed. Cass started the film from the beginning, I was surprised, I had never seen anything like this before, and wondered where Cass had got the idea from, the film started with a young girl watching a porn movie. She soon had her hand up her shirt, playing with her pussy, next she took her panties off, and opening her legs played with her clit, rubbing it, pulling it with her fingers.

Off course sitting there watching this gave me a hard on, and I had to arrange my robe to stop my cock showing itself.

In the film a dog had come into the room, and was pushing his nose into the girls cunt, trying to lick it, the girl was pushing him away, but in the end she moved her hands and let him lick her. Moaning and groaning with pleasure she really seemed to be enjoying it, putting my hand onto Cass’s leg I started to move it up towards her pussy, Cass grabbed my hand and pulled it onto her beautiful shaved pussy, I couldn't believe how wet she was, I slid two fingers into Cass and started to finger her.

Looking across at Ebony I could see she was watching, so I pulled them out. Cass said what's a matter? Ebony is watching, Cass looked at Ebony and said, you can play with yourself if you want, you was before we came in, so carry on. Ebony coloured up, but opened her legs and putting her hand down inside her knickers started to rub her pussy.

Cass grabbed my hand and put it back onto her pussy, finger me fuck me with your fingers, her pussy was so wet I soon had three fingers in her, furiously fucking her wet pussy, Cass put her hand inside her night shirt, playing with her tits, she was moaning and groaning with pleasure, pushing herself down onto my fingers. Cass got hold of her night shirt and pulled it over her head, she was now completely naked.

Ebony had taken off her knickers, and was watching the film and her mum, she was pushing two fingers in herself, she had a gorgeous shaved pussy, just like her mother. Cass opened my robe, and leaning down took my cock into her mouth, running her tongue round the head of my cock, playing with my balls, gently squeezing them.

Take your clothes off Ebony Cass said, lets see your body, I was surprised, without any problems Ebony stood up and took off her top and skirt, her body was beautiful, her tits where not that big, but they stood out proud with no droop, and her nipples stood out and where large, her legs where muscled and toned, and like her mother she had gorgeous skin colour, that looked like she had just come in from sunbathing, she sat down and with one hand fingering herself, the other was playing with her tits.

As she pulled her fingers out of her pussy she put them to her mouth, and looking at me licked them clean of her love juice.

Cass was still sucking my cock and I was still finger fucking her pussy. Ebony gave out a load moan, and looking I could see she was watching the young girl playing with the dogs cock, it was quite big, about 7 inches up to the knot.

Do you like that Ebony? Yes, its so dirty, look how big it is. Cass looked up, getting up she said I will be back in a minute, Ebony stood up and sat next to me, getting hold of my cock and running her fingers up and down, gently, sending shivers down my spine, I put my hand on her pussy, she opened her legs to give me better access, I have always wanted you to do that, that's why I have being such a bitch to you Ebony said, when I finger myself I dream its you fucking me.

I was shocked, I thought she was a bitch, but all the time she wanted me.

Cass came back into the room, but she had Rex her Doberman with her, Rex was already trying to lick her pussy, as she led him into the room. You two look happy, so I will play with Rex.

Ebony and me watched as Cass sat down, opened her legs and let Rex lick her pussy, Ebony said O GOD she going to fuck Rex, I had never been so turned on in my life, I had a beautiful young girl playing with my cock, and her gorgeous mother was sat in front of me having her pussy licked by a Doberman.

As we watched Cass put her hand down onto Rex’s cock, sliding his sheath up and down, as if she was wanking him.

I was fingering Ebony with two fingers now, and I could feel her pussy tightening on my fingers, her legs closed trapping my hand as she had her first orgasm. She pulled my head to hers and kissed me hard on the lips, forcing her tongue into my mouth, as she writhed on my fingers, my hand found her tit and I grabbed her hard nipple, pulling it and pinching it. Twist it, pinch it, make it hurt, Ebony said in my ear, she screamed IIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMMMMMMMM CCCCCUUUMMMMMMMIIIIIINNNGGGGGGGGGGG, her whole body tensed and shook as she came, shit that was good she said as she gasped to get her breath back.

Cass had got most of Rex’s cock out now, and had got onto her knee’s taking his cock into her mouth, it was so hot watching, it was just animal lust on cass’s part, her eyes where glazed and I could see the look of lust on her face as she sucked Rex’s cock.

Cass was moaning and groaning, she lifted up her head, looking at us she said I want his cock, I want him to fuck me, help me please help me. Rex’s cock was fully out now, it was massive, at least ten inches, and very thick, Ebony looked saying look how big his cock is, mum will never take that.

YES YES shouted Cass, I want all of that big cock in my pussy, I want him to fuck me. We got onto the floor near Cass, moving Rex behind Cass, as soon as he smelt her pussy again he licked it, making Cass groan with pleasure, Rex moved closer to Cass, and rearing up tried to mount her, he had a paw either side of her waist, and his massive cock was trying to enter her.

Rex was having trouble finding cass’s pussy, so Ebony reached out and guided Rex’s cock in, as soon as Rex felt it enter he pushed hard, Cass screamed as half of his cock sank into her, Ebony asked her mum are you all right? Do you want him too stop? NO NO she shouted, rex was pushing hard now, fucking Cass really fast and hard, Cass was screaming IIIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMMMMMCCCCCCCCCCUUUUUMMMMMIIIIIINNNGGGG oh my god its great, she was covered in sweat, and her body was shaking uncontrollably as her orgasm shook her.

I was so hard watching this I grabbed Ebony, and pulling her arse to me, got up and sank my hard cock into her soaking wet pussy, so Cass was getting by fucked a dog, and I was fucking her daughter doggy style. Ebony must have thought it was hot, because she was pushing back onto my cock matching me stroke for stroke.

I could see Rex’s cock as it pounded into Cass, pushing her across the carpet with the force, his claws had scratched her sides bringing blood as he sought for grip, but Cass was oblivious to this as she screamed, groaned and moaned in pleasure, we could hear Cass saying good boy Rex fuck me fuck me, the knot on his cock was getting bigger, and it was going in and out of her pussy, stretching it as it forced it way in and out.

With one last push Rex locked with Cass, I could see her pussy lips as the knot pulled them out. Cass was still on her knee’s but her arms had given way, and her head was on the floor, she was babbling and moaning and seemed to be having one continuous orgasm as she knelt there.

Rex let out a loud howl, Cass screamed HE'S CUUUUMMMMIIIINNNGG its so hot, its filling me, IIIIIIIMMMMMMMMM CCCCCCCCCUUUUUUMMMMMMMINGG AGAIN . Rex collapsed onto Cass both of them fighting for breath.

Ebony was still riding my cock, but she stopped turned round laid on the floor, and said fuck me, I want to see your face when you fuck me, I got on top of her pushing my cock into her gorgeous pussy, as I pounded into her I kissed her, both of us moaning into each others mouths, I knew it wouldn't be long before I filled her with my cum, and said to Ebony baby I'm going to cum, yes yes so am I cum in me baby fill me with your cum, I felt her pussy convulse around my cock as she sank her nails into my back, pulling them down from my shoulders to my arse as she shouted I'm cccuuummmmmmmmiiiiiiinnnngggg, that was enough to send me over the edge, and I pumped my cum into her, sinking my teeth into her shoulder, as I shuddered with the power of my ejaculation

Cass was still locked with Rex, she was still moaning, but we couldn't understand what she was saying.

We both got up, Ebony coming into my arms as we watched her mother, Ebony kissed me saying I wont be a bitch to you anymore, as long as you promise to keep fucking me. I'm too old for you Ebony, I like older men, and I wanted you from the first time that I saw you. I didn't know what to say, so I just kissed her, saying we will have to talk to your mum,

Cass let out a loud scream as Rex pulled himself out of her, Cass collapsed on the floor, her legs open and cum leaking out of her pussy, Rex cleaned himself up licking his cock, he then went to Cass and started on Cass. No Rex no more I cannot take anymore.

Ebony and myself sat on the sofa with my arm around her until Cass got her strength back, laughing she said I think I need a shower, I am all sweaty and sticky, and I heard what you said Ebony and if you want him that's all right with me, I can get all the cock I want with Rex now.

So Cass went for a shower, and me and Ebony went to bed together.

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Mom Meets Roscoe

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Aunt Calire came in one day and told me that we were all going to visit my Mom and other sisters and my step-dad the next week. I was excited and didn't care if you understand that. She had never seemd really like I was much to her and so I asked if we really had to go and was told we did.

We drove and I had Roscoe in the back of the van with me and most of the trip I was naked and played with him, massaging him and letting him lick me and Claire came back once to play too. We all got dressed and drove up late in the afternoon only to find that Mom was the only one there for the week. All the rest had gone to a thing up in Tennessee. We all came in and it was obvious that Mom was nervous about us being there at all after the last time and after

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I had been to bed with Mom. I went to kiss her and she turned her head to avoid a mouth kiss. "Oh don't be such a prude." Jack said and laid a full mouth and tounge kiss on her and she finally kissed him back and slapped his ass saying, "Oh, Jack, you have always brought the bad girl in me."

I was given a room and took care of Roscoe and he slept with me. He kept me happy with his licking and I took care of him when he needed it. One day while Jack and Claire and Mom were all gone I had to have a good fuck and so Roscoe and I took our time and soon he was knoted to me filling me up with his dog cum. I was shouting like a whore for him to fuck me good and he was and suddenly I heard, "Oh my god, what have you turned into?" Mom was saying over and over again. I just stayed there knoted to Roscoe until he finished. Mom had tried to leave but Jack and Claire held her there by the arms and made her watch. "Your little girl likes all kinds of sex remember?" Claire said. "Remember you and her in bed for several nights and you enjoying every little lick and kiss?" Mom said she remembered and was ashamed. Jack took his pants off and went up to my bottom and slipped into my pussy bringing the fire back and I pushed against him begging him to fuck me hard. I looked around and Cliare was kissing Mom and Mom had given in to her hands opening her blouse and taking off her bra. Mom always said that she and I got all the breast in the famly since my two sisters were flat.

Jack filled me up and then since Claire and Mom were laying on the floor kissing now he went over and began eating Mom. She moaned and had orgasms like crazy and then he led Roscoe to her pussy and he began licking her. Claire blocked her view of who was licking her and she hada wonderful orgasm saying "Oh Jack, you are so bad, and you make me so bad." Jack stood up and said, It wasn't me licking you Hun." and she looked down and tried to get up. I got over and helped them turn Mom over and we led Roscoe to her bottom as she was on several cusions and her butt was in the air. Jack patted Mom's ass and Roscoe wasted not time getting up on her and began humping and Claire guided him to her pussy and he went in. "Oh my god Jack, he is so big, oh Claire, oh my god." as he got humped by Roscoe. He drove deeper and deeper and she was now in passionate  excitement and did not care. Then his knot went in and she let out a growl like an animal and began really humping with him. After a while he slipped from her and she laid there moaning.

We all slept in the same bed and Roscoe slept on the rug near us. I woke up the next morning and heard Mom, "Roscoe, come on boy, come lick Mommy." and he got over to her and began licking her. She scratched him behind his ears and made him lick more. Again he got on her and knoted her and Jack and Claire woke up from he noise. "Guess we will have to get you a good dog before we leave." Claire said. Mom kissed her and said, "Can't you just leave me Roscoe?"

 

Jane's Story - Mom's Black Lab Toby

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My name is Jane, I’m in my late thirties now. The story I’m about to relate to you is true, happening when I was sixteen years old. I am an only child, my parents told me, “They didn’t want to mess with perfection by having more children.”

I had just come home from school. Dad and Mom were still at work, they wouldn’t be home until six. I was trusted at home alone after school, but I had to make sure every door and window was locked. Today was late gym class, I was sweaty and wanted to take a quick shower before doing my homework. But first I had to let Toby, our black lab, out, he had been cooped up since I left for school. He ran out into the back yard and pissed on his favorite tree. Then he comes loping back, wanting to get back into the house. I let him in, then I went to my room.

The Threesome

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Themes--anal, ass licking, lesbian incest, horse sex, and cheating. (Emails always welcome)



The Threesome by britneyh80@yahoo.com



I was living in Texas with my husband of six years. I was working at a

fitness center close by where I lived. I lived close by my best friend

Samantha. She was one of my brides maids.



Life was going pretty good, till one day I got off early from

What happened when my wife Sue performed in front of camera.

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WHAT HAPPENED WHEN SUE PERFORMED IN FRONT OF CAMERA

One weekend, our friend had let us borrow his video camera, and Sue my wife and I decided to make a movie of her stripping and playing with herself. So whilst Sue was upstairs getting ready, I found a good porno to watch, her favourite was of two women.

Sue is twenty two years old, a bit short at 5’ 2’’ but she had a lovely figure which she kept trim by working out regularly, her tits where quite big, and sagged just a little, but she still got a lot of admiring glances from both sexes.

When she came back, Sue was wearing a short black mini skirt, a light summer blouse that tied up round her waist and stockings and high heels, facing me she lifted her skirt, to show me her black silk thong. Sh

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e looked like a real slut, she saw the way I was looking and turning round asked do you like what you see? You look like a real slut I replied, laughing she said good, because I am going to act like one for you tonight.

Sue sat down in the chair facing me and the telly. I put on the film and watched, Sue must have been playing with herself upstairs, because it wasn't long before her hand went up to her tits, rubbing them, tweaking her nipples, she did this for a little while, and I could see her nipples getting aroused and poking out even through her blouse.

She was moaning quietly as she did this, next she undid the buttons on the blouse, and untying the knot round her waist removed it.

She was not wearing a bra, so her beautiful tits sprang into the lens of the camera, she then wet her finger and rubbed it on her nipple, pulling them until they both stood out. Lifting one of them up, she took the nipple in her mouth, licking and sucking it, playing with the other one as she did.

I quickly stood up, pulling my shirt off, undoing my jeans and pulling them and my boxers off. It was getting uncomfortable with them on because of my hard on. Sue laughed having a affect on you is it?

I could see the look of lust in her eyes, she said, this turns me on, knowing you are filming me, and you cannot touch me, so I can tease you as much as I want.

She then sexily slid her hand up her nylon clad leg, opening them a bit, her hand reached her silk covered pussy, she rubbed her hand over her pussy mound, I could see that her panties where already wet, as she rubbed they got wetter, she then teased me, by sliding her hand down inside her knickers, rubbing and playing with her pussy, so I couldn't see. You bitch I said, Sue laughed, smiling she sexily asked, do you want to see my wet pussy? Yes of course I do, she pulled her hand out, put it to her mouth and licked her fingers, cleaning all her pussy juice off.

She then sexily, undid her skirt, and lifting her arse up slowly pulled her skirt down her legs, she then opened her legs and pulling her panties to one side, pushed a finger into her pussy, groaning as she did, looking at me she said is that what you want? Do you like to watch me finger myself? I groaned, she was enjoying this, as her finger went into her beautiful shaved pussy, I could hear the juice as she worked her finger in and out.

She then stood up, turning her back to me, slowly pulled her panties down her legs, bending down to slide them right down, giving me a lovely view of her gorgeous tight arse as she did. Turning round she sat down again, opening her legs and putting one over each arm of the chair. I had a gorgeous view as she slid two fingers into herself, pushing them in up to the knuckle, as she worked them faster I saw in her face she was soon going to cum.

Sue added another finger and grabbed her nipple with the other hand. She writhed and moaned as she furiously fucked her pussy, arching her back she screamed IIIMMMCCCCUUUUMMMMIIIINNNGGGG. And I filmed as her pussy gripped her fingers and she covered them with her juice.

My cock was rock hard just watching this, I wanted to fuck her, but I knew she wasn't finished yet, and just filmed as she came down from her orgasm, rubbing her pussy gently.

As she was cooling down Boris our Saint Bernard came in the room, I suppose he wondered what the noise was about, he walked round in front of Sue, she put her hand out to pet his head, Boris smelt her hand, licking her fingers.

Sue looked at Boris then at me, he likes that doesn't he? Yes I replied, Sue then put her fingers in her pussy again, pulling them out offered them to Boris. Boris again licked them clean, and as Sue put her hand back, Boris followed it, sticking his tongue out licked Sue's pussy.

Sue jumped as his tongue licked her, I noticed she didn't push him away, and watched as she let him lick her pussy, her eyes clouded over and she said this is so dirty, should I let him? Looking at her I asked, are you enjoying it? O yes she replied. Let him carry on then I said. It was so hot watching Boris lick her cunt my cock was so hard.

Sue was pulling at her nipples as Boris licked her pussy with his long rough tongue. I knew Sue was a bit wild, but I never thought I would be watching a dog licking her pussy, and Sue enjoying it. God I loved her. I had seen it on the net, I had even joined the best site I found, Fakepix.com where they had some good amateur movies.

She was pushing her pussy onto Boris's nose, moaning and groaning, lick me Boris, fuck my pussy with your tongue. Sue put her hand down and rubbed her clit, her body was moving around as she writhed with passion, Boris was having trouble keeping up with her. Giving a load scream Sue tensed up, her back arched, as she came again, covering Boris's nose in love juice.

Sue pushed Boris's nose away, looking at me said that was unbelievable, it was so good, Sue's face was glowing with pleasure and she had a look of lust in her eyes, I am a slut aren't I? Yes I said, Boris liked it, look at his cock, Sue looked, O my its big, and its not all out yet.

Getting down on the floor, Sue put out her hand and gently grabbed his cock, working his sheath back and forth, as more of his cock appeared Sue gasped in amazement, her eyes widening as she saw how big it was.

As her hand worked his cock pre cum ran out the end all over her hand, Sue put it in her mouth and looking at me sensually licked her fingers clean. There must have been eight inches of cock showing now, and it was quite thick, Sue bent down and took his cock into her mouth, sliding her lips up and down its length, Boris was humping his body trying to fuck Sue's mouth.

My cock was rock hard, with pre cum dripping out the end, watching my wife sucking Boris's cock, I wanted to fuck her, but I didn't want to miss filming any of this.

Sue had her arse to me, and her pussy was leaking her love juice out all the time now, running down her leg and onto the floor. She was in a perverted world of her own, not caring about anything else but her sexual lust. I had seen her like this before.

Boris’s cock was fully out now, about ten inches up to the knot. Sue's small hand barely reached round it.

Looking up, she said I want him, I want that cock in my pussy. She moved up to the chair, still on her knees, Boris moved up behind her, his cock still hard and hanging down under his chest. His tongue returned to licking her pussy, Sue was moving her arse about, trying to get more of his tongue.

Boris moved nearer, rearing up put a paw either side of Sue's waist, as he thrust his cock at her, it kept missing Sue's pussy, so reaching back Sue guided it, all the while Boris was thrusting madly, trying to fuck Sue's hand.

With her guidance his massive cock found its goal, Sue let out a loud scream as he pushed half of it in. Boris was fucking into her really hard and fast, Sue was screaming and moaning, saying YES BORIS FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARD, she was meeting his thrusts as he pounded into her, iiiiiiiiimmmmmmmm cccccuuummmmiiigggg she shouted. It was as if she had been possessed Her whole body was shaking with uncontrollable sexual lust, as my beautiful slut of a wife cried out to be fucked by this massive animal cock.

Sue was cumming continuously as Boris pounded her pussy. Spittle was running out of his mouth dripping onto Sue's back, if she noticed she didn't make any movements. And just ignored it.

With one gigantic push Boris pushed all of his cock in, including his knot, his thrusts got smaller, Sue was moaning its growing, its getting bigger, she was covered in sweat, making her skin shine like silk. Boris howled loudly and his body shook as he shot his load into my wife. Sue shouted he's cumming, he's cumming, its so hot, fill me Boris, fill me with your cum, iiiiiccccuuuummmiiiiiiggggggggggg and Sue came to another earth shattering orgasm.

They stayed locked together for another twenty minutes, before Boris managed to pull out, Lyons pussy was still open, and I filmed as both there cum poured out of it, Sue didn't move, just laid on the chair.

I switched the camera off and sat next to her, stroking her wet hair, turning her head, she said what did you think, It was the most sensual erotic thing I have ever seen, and I love you I replied.

Looking up she said fuck me, I want you fuck me, I moved behind her and pushed my hard cock into her wet pussy, considering the size of Boris's cock it was still quite tight, her pussy muscles gripped my cock, I knew it wouldn't be long, and cannot ever remember being as worked up as I was at this moment, my cock throbbed that hard it hurt. I pounded into Sue, fucking her like a animal, making her my bitch.

Sue started moving pushing herself back onto my cock, I was pulling it out until only the head was in, then ramming it back in really hard, loving the feeling as it sank all the way back into her hot hole. Sue said she was going to cum, cum with me, I speeded up, feeling her pussy tighten around my cock, as she screamed iiiiimmmmmmmmccccccuuuuummmmiiiiiinnnnnngggg, I raked my nails down her hot wet back, and filled her with my cum, I didn't think I was going to stop, as my cock pulsed and filled her pussy. I collapsed on her back, we both lay like that until we had recovered.

Getting up, I helped Sue to her feet, putting her arms round my neck, she kissed me passionately, then said thank you, no thank you I said, grabbing hold of my now soft cock she led me out the room, lets go to bed, I'm fucked she said laughing.

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Mating with a man and His Dog

myrasimmons on Animal Stories

This is a true story based on e-mails received (and used with permission) about a woman's first experience with a dog. After I described my own experiences to her she found herself quite excited by the concept and wanting to try it. When she had the chance, well, read on!

Randy and Sara Ch#2

lbpm51 on Animal Stories

          After our session with Randy and Sara we laid in bed discussing what we had done and how we both felt.  I mentioned to Ruth that with her busy work schedule we needed a housekeeper.  She agreed, but said that it would probably be hard to find someone who was open minded.

Dog Tales part 1

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Doggy Tales part 1

I had the day off school. Wow. A whole day to myself. I had faked a sickie and stayed in bed until the coast was clear. I knew mum was on to me but I had really good grades so she wasn’t too worried and all was great. I am a bit of a loner. Mainly I liked to tinker around in the shed and make things. The shed was big enough to have a workbench and a bit of a lounge area with an old couch and a bit of old carpet as well as being full of all the other stuff you usually find stored in a shed. And my bike of course. My own personal little retreat. I got myself a bowl of cornflakes and went out the back door to sit in the sun, eat breakfast and plan the day.

As soon as I sat down I heard Rex, the back neighbours dog whining and scratching at the doggy door in the back

My best friend Ben 3

Kellyy on Animal Stories



If you havn't read "My best friend" then "My best friend Ben 2" you really should read them

before this so it will make more sense to you.Thanks.

 

That night, after I had seen Bens amazing cock shoot all that come all over the stall floor, I

played with my pussy all night.  I imagined doing it again and couldn't hardly sleep all

night.  I must have made myself come ten times.  Then, the next morning when my alarm went off,

the first thing I did was rub my clitty till I came.  I just couldn't get the image out of my

head. I didn't even have breakfast, I pretty much ran

to the barn that morning.  I was just hoping that everyone

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was out for the morning.  No such

luck.  Daddy and a few helpers were still in the barn.  The vet was there again and they

were all talking serious talk so I stayed away.  I went down to Ben's stall and once again, I

found him with his head hung low and I could tell he was falling into more depression.  This

is not good I thought.  If he doesn't keep alert, he'll go into a deep depression and

we'll never get him to keep his desire to heal.  Horses are funny that way.  I began talking

with Ben, brushing him and tapping his flanks to keep his attention.  Ben didn't really

respond.  I knew I had to do something and soon.  I just couldn't have my best friend give

up.  I stepped to the edge of the stall and took a look at where everyone was.  Then, I

took a chance.  A chance I'll never forget.  As I spoke with Ben, I began rubbing his

underbelly.  Far enough back to touch his sheath.  Ben perked up a bit but kept his head

hung low.  Finally, I noticed his cock beginning to drop.  I reached out for it and

began to squeeze him slowly.  Ben was half way out when I heard voices closer to me. What will

I do, oh no, they'll see me.  I stepped back from Ben and near the stall door.
"Susan" Daddy yelled,
"Ya Daddy"
"I need you to run into town for me." daddy churped
"Ah, I haven't fed Ben yet"
"Ok, finish up and come see me at the shop"
"Sure daddy, be there in 20 minutes or so" I purred
Daddy never responded but just turned and walked out with the other farm hands.

I turned back to Ben, his cock was barely out when I got back to him. 
"Ben I'll have to make this quick, I want to keep you happy so I'm gonna do what I did last

night okay?" Now, I new Ben wouldn't talk back to me but I

thought if I talked to him while I reached for his soft cock he may perk up a bit.  Ben was

really so sad.  I knew I had my work cut out for me and I only had 20 minutes.
I knelt down and began softly rubbing Bens underbelly again and gently rubbing his

hardening cock.  Soon, his giant cock was fully extended.  Getting harder by the second.  I

began rubbing the full length of his amazing cock. I could feel it beginning to have it's

own heart beat.  The veins of his cock were swolen and this massive cock came to life. 

With every pulse of his heart, Bens cock would flex in my hands.  I began licking the end of

his cock and felt the warm precome on my tongue.  It tasted good. I knew I didn't have

time for much and I couldn't get dirty, daddy would know something was wrong.  I kept licking

then sucked the head of his massive cock into my mouth.  His cock grew in my mouth.  His

flanks began to jump slightly like small jerking motions. His hot stiff monster was

throbbing with every move I made.  Then, Ben went stiff.  His whole body seemed to freeze, I

knew it, he was going to come.  I wanted it so bad but I knew I had to wait.  I pulled his

cock from my mouth and just as I did he shot a huge blast of come which went all the way to

the wall boards of the stall. I kept jerking his cock as he kept coming. I placed my one

hand near the front of his cock to catch some. The come was so hot on my hand. I was so

excited by now, my pussy was just dripping.  It was so fantastic, I watched Ben as he

relaxed.  Ben was now alert.  I walked around to his face, talking sweetly to him I said.
"Now boy, there's a lot more where that came from isn't there?" as I licked some of the come

from my hand.  Ben snorted and seemed to be in a much better mood.  His head was up, his ears were alert. 

Yes, he knew what I meant. I soon realized that I had to get out to daddy

quickly so I fed Ben, cleaned up the stall a bit.  Laughing I said to Ben that if he can hit

the wall of the stall from over eight feet away, I am looking forward to more exciting fun.

....

Daddy had me make a trip into town to pick up some wood to repair a fence that was down. As I

drove into town, I rubbed my sopping wet pussy.  I didn't even see the car that pulled out of

their lane. I hit the rear of the car and by the time I knew it, I was upside down in the

ditch.  I was sore all over.  I couldn't hardly move. The next thing I knew I woke in the

hospital. "We were so worried" it was my moms voice.
"what, what happened?" I asked
"you were in an accident. you're very lucky

young lady" a doctor was saying to me
If I didn't have enough things happen to me in the past few months, I had to get into an

accident.  My arm was broken, I had a back brace, a neck brace and a fractured knee.  I

was a mess to say the least.  "Susan hunny, we're so glad your ok, I mean, at

least still with us" mom said in tears
"didn't you even see the car?" daddy growled
"what car?" I murmured
"guess not, sorry sweetie, I'm not mad at you" daddy said in a much nicer tone
I had been in a stupid accident all because of my sexual desire.  The ride home two days later

was interesting. They took me over to where the accident had happened and I really didn't

remember any of it. When we got home they helped me into the guest room.  It was

downstairs and much easier to access than my bedroom.  Mom and daddy told me that I would be

using this room until I could get around better.  So, for the next few weeks I be home

recooperating. Thoughts of Ben never really entered my mind until after dinner that day

when daddy said he was going out to do some chores.
"Ben ! How's Ben" I shouted
"He's doing ok, I think he misses you though" daddy churped back
"I wanna see him, can I go, can I" I exclaimed
"Not for a few days hunny" mom came back at me.
It was a long two days.  I was so worried about my Ben.  What if he became too depressed, what

if.... all these crazy thoughts crossed my mind and pretty much drove me crazy.  Finally, it

was Wednesday, I could see my Ben. Daddy helped me into the wheel chair and pushed me out to

the barn.  I was so happy to see Ben with his head held pretty good.  Daddy stopped just

outside the stall so I could see him and talk to him.  Daddy went and did a few things in the

barn and came back to me to see if I wanted to stay or go back to the house.  Oh, I was

staying, I was getting wet just looking at him.  The problem was how would I be able to do

anything aroud my daddy. "well, if you want to stay out here for awhile,

I'll just leave you here but I won't be back for a few hours"
"that's okay daddy, I'll be fine, we'll keep each other company" I said with a bit of a

sultry tone.  Oh my mind was going crazy, my pussy was so wet and...
"Daddy, could you roll me down to the end of the barn to the bathroom before you go? I can

get back just fine" Daddy grabed the chair handles and rolled me

down, gave me a bit of a tap on the shoulder and then he said the best thing I've heard in a

long time. "the boys and I will be out at the old bridge,

we have to fix it.  Should be back by noon. Oh, ya, and your moms going into town shopping,

if you want to go I'll tell her to come get you"
"No, I'd rather just stay here" I said eagerly
"Alright, I'll let your mom know"
"okay, thanks daddy, I love you"
With that, my dad walked out the barn.  I stumbled slowly into the bathroom which was

also a change room for the pool. It wasn't to hard for me to get around as I was only wearing

a nighty slip and house coat.  As I did my business, I noticed the pool toys in the

corner. One item in particular was the set of water wings that we have for younger kids that

might visit. When I was done, I hobbled over to the corner and picked up the pair of water

wings. I was of course thinking of Ben. I could blow up the wings and place them over Bens

cock.  He would love it.  I could always let the air out and keep them in my storage box

near the stall.  Oh, my imagination went wild. By the time I came back to Ben, he had finished

his feed bag and seemed to be in a pretty good mood.  I blew up both of the water wings and

after moving a bale of straw over near Ben, I sat upon it and began to fondle Bens under

belly and touch his cock.  Ben knew, he remembered.  His cock was out in no time. 

Throbbing and completely excited to see me and feel me.
"Good-bye sweetie, be back in a few hours" came my mothers voice
"Bye mom, love ya" I yelled back.
I had never heard the barn door open, but I heard it close.  I got up just to make sure.  I

also heard the car roll out of the lane.  I knew I had to buy some listening devices and

hide them in the barn if this fun was going to continue.  But right now, all I wanted was to

make my Ben come.  Not just come, come all over me.  I moved around the stall to find a towel

in my storage box.  I also noticed that I still hadn't put the other holster away.  When we

first put Ben in a holster (sling) to lift him this was the one we tried.  It was a bit to

big, more for a much taller horse.  As I sat back down and began getting my best friend all

worked up, I took one of the water wings and palced it over his cock.  Ben loved it.  He

made noises of joy and so I added the second one.  This one, I began to jerk him off with. 

Ben began to do that humping thing he had done before.  A sort of bouncing of his flanks.  Ben

sure was enjoying himself and I was too.  I was getting so excited that I was going to have him

come all over me.  I had to stop for a moment while I removed my robe.  My nighty slip I

thought I'd pull off and keep it close in case I had to put it back on quickly.  I looked back

at Ben, he had his head turned toward me and was snorting at me. It was as if he was saying

"come on girl, get me off".  I just laughed and got up to stroke his main, his ears and let his

hot breath roll over my titties. Ben used his strong lips to nibble at my titties and it made

me so hot.  I was soaked, almost dripping.  I reached down to my soaking wet pussy and began

to rub my clitty.  Oh ya, it was so good.  Ben would nibble at my titties, make a snort at me

and then nibble again, he knew wha t I wanted. I could move between titties and his strong

lips and he just kept on doing it.  I opened my eyes, my breathing was so fast now, I was near

a climax when a thought ran through my head. Would it work? I wondered, it might, Oh I just

have to try...

Quickly I turned around to the holster I had seen only moments before.  I stumbled over to

it, pulled it off the stall shelf and tosed it over Ben.  Ben jumped a bit when I did this,

unsure of what I was going to try to do.  Ben became a bit uneasy.  I did my best to calm him

down then began tying the two sides of the second sling together.  I rolled the sling so

the knots were at Bens side and stepped back to look at my invention.  Ben was in a sling and

he wasn't going anywhere. I couldn't move well, one arm in a cast, a knee brace, the neck and

back braces had been removed before I had come home from the hospital.  Bens cock had gone

softer.  One of the water wings had fallen to the ground.  I reached down for it and noticed

that Ben was regaining strength in his cock without my help.  Ben wanted  that cock of his

to be jerked off.  I just had a better idea. I was so wet, I just had to try.
...
Once I had Bens cock all hard and the second water wing back on him, I slowly crawled into

the second sling.  Thats right, I was gonna fuck my horse.  I was overcome with desire. I

don't think anything could have stopped me. Everyone could have come into the barn and I

would have still tried to fuck him.  But no one came in.  We were alone.  I crawled into the

sling so I could sort of just hang there.  I stuck my one good arm through the holes where a

horses leg would fit.  I reached back for his cock. I could feel him hitting me in the back

of my legs with his hot hard cock.  Finally, I got my hand on his stiff rod. I slowly began to

move the end of his cock over my wet pussy. All at once, Bens cock came fully to life and he

pushed into me.  Oh, it was so amazing, so huge, so hot.  I wasn't sure if he would even

fit into me but I was so wet, there was no denying him. I felt his cock pulse like before.

 With every beat of his heart, Bens cock grew and subsided.  His hind quarters began to jump

like before too.  Ben was now pushing into me and almost out in a steady pace. I was in a

dream land of extacy. I was so hot, I could feel his massive cock stretching me beyond

anything I had ever experienced.  I could feel the water wings holding him back.  Ben was

pumping about six to eight inches of horse cock into me and I was loveing every inch.  I could

feel the juices running down my legs.  Then...

Ben went stiff. Ben's entire body froze stiff. Then, like a baloon filling with air, my pussy

was filled with his hot steamy come.  I could feel every burst from his balls. I could hear

the come dripping to the floor like someone was pouring water from a glass. Ben was breathing

so heavily, I noticed he was even foaming at his mouth, humans drool, horses tend to foam at

the mouth when they are extremely warm. Or in this case, HOT. Ben was snorting and puffing

just trying to catch his breath. Ben had done me well. I was exhausted. All I could do was

just lie there in the sling feeling all that come run down my legs.  Soon, Bens cock slid

out of my battered pussy. A cold draft ran into my open slit and it sent shivers though me.
As I slowly crawled out of the sling I noticed that my legs were weak. Ben had done such a

great job on me that I could hardly stand. It took me almost two hours to clean myself, Ben

and the stall up.  I was so sore. Ben had drawn a bit of blood from me, I can only imagine that

he ripped me a bit with that huge cock of his. Not to mention that I was already in pain from

my accident. By the time mom came home, I was in the pool area lying in the sun completely

spent from my best friend Ben.
.......

Ben and I had a number of encounters after that first awsome fuck. It was almost a month before

I would have that cock of his inside of me again because he had tore me a bit. Of course

that didn't stop me from using my hands and tongue. I hope you enjoyed my adventure and

when I have time. I'll tell you about how well Ben did after we set him back on his own four

legs. He healed very well.  Good enough so that I could ride upon his back.  We had a big farm

and there were a lot more adventures that I want to tell all of you about so vote this up

and maybe I'll tell them too you.

Gangbanging Angie (part ten of series)

katiestriapach on Animal Stories


Thursday night

Angie couldn’t get to sleep, she was so excited. Cara was to pick her up after school the next evening and her parents would both be out of town during the upcoming weekend. They actually had plans that spanned more than a few hours of one day, and Angie couldn’t wait. She lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling. For two hours, she had been trying to sleep. Nothing, from hot tea to the ubiquitous counting sheep cliché, was helping.

Something caught her attention. The house had been utterly quiet since she had gone to her room for the night, but she heard a noise. She got out of bed and tiptoed across and down the hall to her parents’ room. Their door was shut, but she could hear them inside – or she c
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ould hear her father, at least. She wanted so badly to see what they were doing. She dared herself to open their door. The hinges were in good shape, they didn’t make noise, so maybe…

She knelt down to the side of the doorjamb and put her hand on the knob, turning it as slowly as possible, ready to bolt back to her room if she made a sound. After what seemed like forever, she got the knob turned enough to push the door open. To her relief, her parents weren’t facing the door full-on. She let the knob ease back to its resting position and edged forward a little.

Her mother sat on the edge of the bed and her father stood facing his wife. Her mother’s head bobbed slowly, then faster. He yanked her hair, pulling her off his cock, and slapped her face. Once, then again, harder. Angie put a hand over her mouth to quiet her gasp, but saw her mother grinning. He reached down and squeezed her mother’s breasts, digging his fingers in and making her flinch, then drew his hand back and slapped the right one hard. He repeated that slap, as well, then did the same to her left breast. Then, quickly, her mother was on her knees on the bed, with the covers bunched up at her head, which was against the mattress. Her father had a hand fisted in her mother’s hair, pushing her face down as he rammed into her from behind. Angie couldn’t tell from the angle she had to watch from whether he was in her pussy or ass. She could hear the smack of flesh against flesh as testament to how hard he was fucking her mother. He came fast, grunting low, and sat back on the bed. After a few moments, he reached forward and grabbed her mother’s hair again, pulling her across his lap. Angie watched, eyes wide, as he held open her mother’s pussy lips, exposing her clit. He took firm hold of the little nub between the second knuckles of his index and middle fingers, jerking on it harshly.

Angie could feel the cool air on the wet fabric of her panties against her skin. Her pussy throbbed. She adjusted, moving her knees apart enough that she could get her hand between her legs, then slipped a hand beneath her nightshirt and into her panties. She pushed two fingers inside herself, moving them in and out and spreading the wetness up her slit. Curling her fingers and pinching hard, she worked her clit as much like the way her mother’s was being worked as she could. Biting her lips together so she wouldn’t make a sound, she watched as her mother whined and tightened the muscles of her legs, coming against her father’s hand. Angie squeezed her legs together as she came, just barely choking off a groan.

Leaving the door open, afraid to close it now that they were finished and wouldn’t be as distracted, she got up and snuck unsteadily back to her room. After washing her hands, she crawled back under her blanket, falling asleep within minutes.


Friday

Cara’s car was in the back parking lot when Angie begged her way out of her last class fifteen minutes early. She threw her backpack and overnight bag into the back seat. “I can’t believe I get to stay all weekend!” she squealed excitedly.

“You’re sure your parents won’t be suspicious?”

“Yep. They’re both away at conferences. They left this morning. Guess what?”

“What?”

“I got my report card.” She reached down the front of her shirt and pulled a piece of folded pin-feed printer paper from her bra.

Cara took the paper and unfolded it. She grinned and put a hand behind Angie’s neck, pulling her forward and kissing her hard, possessively. “Good girl. Looks like you’ll deserve the little surprise I have for you on Sunday.”

Angie’s eyes lit up, both because she knew her owner was proud of her and because of the little forewarning of something special. “Ooh, surprise?”

“You’ll have to wait until Sunday.” She let Angie go and handed the paper back to her, then put the car in gear and pulled out of the lot.

They stopped in town at the supermarket. “I need to pick up some things to cook for Jonathan,” she explained before getting out. She walked around to Angie’s side of the car and opened the door for her.

“Just for Jonathan?” Angie asked, purposefully injecting a little jealousy into the question.

“I have more than enough of foods you like,” Cara said, narrowing her eyes. She swatted Angie on the butt and closed the car door. “But I didn’t know he was vegetarian until this morning. Lacto-ovo, I think? Eats eggs and dairy, anyway.”

“So he’s staying all weekend, too?”

“Mmhm.” She backed Angie up against the door and leaned into her. Cara looked around the parking lot to make sure there was no one paying particular attention before sliding her hands up both of Angie’s hips, beneath her skirt, and dragging her panties down.

Angie turned a bit pink. “What are you doing?”

“Starting our weekend,” Cara smirked, letting the panties fall to Angie’s ankles while she found the waistband of the plaid school skirt and began rolling it up until the back barely covered Angie’s ass.

Angie reached down and took her panties off her feet, handing them to Cara, who stuck them in her pocket. She followed Cara around the grocery store and put things into the cart as she was directed. Cara found particular amusement in dropping unbreakable things in populated aisles and having Angie pick them up. She smiled to herself as Angie blushed harder when people were able to look right up her skirt to see her shaved slit and all.

When they got to Cara’s house, after everything was put away and dinner had been set in the oven to cook, she went to the living room. Angie had installed herself on the sofa to watch television until Jonathan arrived. Cara picked up the remote and turned the TV off, standing in front of it. Angie smiled under the look she was getting from her Mistress.

Cara licked her bottom lip, looking down at Angie’s skirt, still rolled up. “Touch yourself,” she instructed.

Angie unfolded her legs and pulled up the hem of her skirt, sitting on one hand while using the other. She pressed two fingers between the lips of her pussy, rubbing up and down her slit, lingering over her clit and spreading her outer lips apart on the way back toward her hole.

“You masturbated last night.” Cara raised an eyebrow.

“How can you tell that?” Angie’s smile would have given her away even if nothing else had.

“That’s my secret. I think you might need a little spanking – you’re not nearly wet enough.”

Cara sat down on the sofa beside her, jerked the redhead over her lap and flipped her skirt up, then proceeded to spank the soft curve of Angie’s bottom with her bare hand. Angie squealed and wiggled when the handprints began to sting as they landed in the same place. It was just beginning to burn when there was a knock at the door.

“It’s open, come in!” Cara called.

Jonathan opened the door and looked around it before coming inside. He smiled at the display of Angie’s bare bottom. Angie turned her face against Cara’s side and giggled. She got one last smack before Cara pulled her back up to sit.

“Go to the bedroom and put your things down. We’ll start going over rules for this weekend,” Cara told him. She nodded to Angie, “You, to the bedroom, too, miss thing.”

Angie scampered off. They were sitting side-by-side on the bed when Cara came in after them. She smiled, noticing that Angie had taken her stuffed bunny and set it with the pillows again.

“No clothing all weekend, unless we happen to go somewhere. You don’t wear anything that I don’t put on you,” Cara began, arms crossed in authority. “I want all body parts accessible to me at all times.”

Angie squirmed a little in anticipation.

“You don’t have to call me Ma’am the entire time – only if the situation warrants it. I’m sure you both can feel out when it’s appropriate and when leaving it off won’t get you into trouble.” She stopped and looked at them expectantly. “Well? Strip.”

Having already shed her socks, shoes, and bra upon entering the house, and being relieved of her panties earlier, Angie didn’t have much to strip from. She got rid of her shirt and skirt quickly, then bounced back onto the bed to watch Jonathan remove his clothes. She grinned at the fact that he was already just as hard as she was wet.

Cara stepped closer to him. “Jonathan,” she said, getting his attention fully on her as he dropped his underwear onto the pile of their combined clothing. “I want you to show Angie your back.”

Angie knew that every time she’d seen him before today, except the first time, he had been naked to the skin. She had been too preoccupied, though, with her own situations or other parts of his body to have taken special notice of his back, and it was turned away from her even now.

He shook his head slightly, pleading to Cara with his eyes and mouthing, “No…”

“Yes. She needs to know this. She’ll notice it eventually and ask you anyway.”

He wrapped his arms around himself defensively and turned, his eyes cast downward. Cara put her hands on his arms and backed him toward the bed so that Angie could see. The younger girl saw his jaw tighten and release anxiously.

There were scars on his back. They looked a couple of years old, silvery and long, all going diagonally across. Angie frowned.

“You asked me what happened with his previous Master,” Cara reminded her.

Angie reached out and touched him with her fingertips. He flinched, his posture jerking a little more upright before Cara touched his shoulder again to ground him.

“Why?” Angie asked.

He looked to Cara again, imploringly, but she nodded once in answer. He sighed. “He used the buckle end of his belt to punish me.” Jonathan swallowed hard. “He was angry about something else and took it out on me after he had me in restraints.”

Angie pulled a pained face. “I’m sorry,” she whispered.

He shrugged. “It’s okay. Doesn’t hurt anymore. I found out later that he’d had a couple of other subs leave him for pretty much the same thing.”

She put a hand flat on this back and ran it down gently, then got up on her knees and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Cara reached up to pet his hair. “The guy was pretty much ousted from the BDSM community in this area. Nobody will so much as play with him, much less attach themselves to him.”

He relaxed and put his hands on Angie’s arms, suddenly grateful for the acceptance.

Cara went to her dresser and took something out of one of the jewelry boxes that sat on top, turning and keeping it behind her back so that neither of them could see. It made a little tinkling sound that Angie thought was familiar, though.

“Were you ever collared?” Cara asked.

“No,” Jonathan shook his head. “He always just told me I wasn’t good enough for his collar.”

“Kneel down for me,” she commanded.

Angie let her arms slide from around his neck as he dropped to his knees in front of her owner.

Cara ran her hand over his hair again and touched his face. “You’re more than worth collaring. I’ve known you for a few years now, and I’ve been thinking about collaring you since before I met Angie. But I wanted to wait until you were ready to be owned again. I know of your past experiences. A ‘kind Domme’ is not an oxymoron, sweetheart. I’m whatever you need me to be, same as I am for Angie. Do you understand?”

Jonathan beamed lovingly up to her. “Yes, Ma’am.”

She took her other hand from behind her back and let them see what was in it: a collar much like Angie’s new one, with his name engraved on the inside. She held both ends and put it around his neck, buckling it at the front and securing it with a little lock, then turned it around so that the lock was on the back.

“Since I have two of you now, there are some new things to consider. There’s a new permanent rule. You can have each other any time you want, with one stipulation; when one of you is actively submitting to me, you have to have my permission or command. Any other time is up for grabs. There might be more rules added on as we feel things out. You both got it?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” both replied.

Cara smiled. “Okay, then. Time for dinner. Come on.”

The dinner table was set informally and Cara put the food in the middle of it. Angie and Jonathan began eating quickly, both excited to get on with the evening. She scolded them, telling them to slow down, that if one of them got sick, she would make them sit out playing tonight and punish them later for making her miss playing with them, and “It will not be the fun kind of punishment, I promise you.”

After a few more bites of her dinner, Angie’s hand began to sneak toward the wedge of chocolate cake that had been set near her.

“Ah-ah, no,” Cara shook her head firmly. “You eat some more of your dinner first.”

Angie blinked, then frowned contrarily. “Eat my dinner first? You sound like my mother.”

“No, I’m your Mistress. Which means you will actually do what I tell you to.” Cara raised an eyebrow.

Angie did her best to keep down a smile and ate her dinner quietly, only reaching for her cake when Cara bumped the saucer toward her. When she saw they had eaten as much as they were going to, she got up and started out, beckoning them after her. They followed obediently to the bedroom.

Cara was already putting a gag on Jonathan when Angie straggled in. She recognized it as a gag that had been used on herself before – the black gag with a short cock on the inside, giving just enough room to breathe past its presence in one’s mouth.

“We’ll go easy tonight. Lie down,” Cara told him.

While he was placing himself on the bed, Cara took her clothes off. She picked up a larger, pearly, purple dildo from the top of the dresser and crawled over him, straddling his chest, and snapped it onto the front of the gag. Jonathan moved his head a little, feeling the weight of the dildo as it moved. Cara put a hand around it to still his head, giving him an amused but admonishing look. She turned around, facing his cock, and kneeled on his arms so that he couldn’t grab at her. Her pussy was open right over his face. She lowered herself down onto the dildo, moaning a little, a blissful expression taking over her face.

Cara began to rock her hips and let a hand slide down her abdomen to her open slit, rubbing her middle finger hard against her clit. “Come on,” she said to Angie, giving her a slow wink, “you can do whatever you want with the rest of him.”

A thrill went through Angie at the permission. She had never gotten to simply look at and play with a cock at her leisure, before. His looked painfully hard. It was turning a delicious shade of red, erect up against his belly, dripping pre-come onto the soft skin there. She nudged at his knees and he opened his legs for her, enough that she could kneel between them. He was shaved as cleanly as her pussy was. Angie leaned forward and licked the droplets off his abdomen, then wrapped her hand gently around his cock, holding it toward her and licking the head. She heard him groan from behind the gag. She played with his cock, running her short fingernails up the underside, licking up more pre-come as it dripped slowly down.

Coaxing his legs open further, she reached down with her other hand and ran her fingers over the puckered little entrance there. His hips jerked again and she heard another moan. She looked up, looking between Cara’s legs, at the wetness that was coming out of her. Cara was rocking harder, moving up and down on the dildo, riding Jonathan’s face. She saw juices from Cara’s pussy beginning to drip down, over his chin.

Angie put her fingers in her mouth, but decided that her saliva wouldn’t be slick enough. She put the hand between her legs, finding more than enough wetness there, and worked her fingers in and out of her cunt until she was satisfied that they were coated well. She moved her hand between Jonathan’s legs again, pressing her index finger gently into his rectum. He moaned loudly, encouraging her to keep going. She moved her finger in and out slowly, leaning forward to lick the head of his cock again. She squeezed the head gently to make the tiny hole gape open, then pressed the tip of her tongue into the slit.

She sealed her mouth over the head and began sucking his cock properly just before she heard Cara groan “Fuck…” as she came, pushing down hard to drive the dildo deep into herself as she did. Cara raised herself off the purple cock and removed it from the gag, but left the gag on him and stayed on his arms.

Angie pushed a second finger into Jonathan’s ass, making his hips buck harder. Cara leaned forward and put her hands on his hips to keep him still. Angie moved her fingers in and out as she took more of his cock into her mouth, sucking slowly, beginning to notice how hard her pussy was aching. It only took a few more moments before he moaned and she felt him come into her mouth. She tasted it before swallowing – it wasn’t bad. Salty, mostly, but there was a sweet tang beneath it that was far from objectionable.

Cara got up and got off the bed on Angie’s side. She pulled Angie off Jonathan and handed her the slick dildo. “I want to watch you fuck yourself with it.”

Angie sat against the headboard and pulled her legs up so that her feet were flat on the bed, then pushed the purple dildo in hard, bottoming it out on the first stroke. She rammed it in, pinching her clit with the fingers of her other hand in time with the motion. Orgasm washed over her and she ground the dildo hard against her cervix, the muscles in her legs tightening and spreading her wider.

Cara smiled and slapped Jonathan’s leg gently to get his attention. “Go clean her cunt up,” she ordered, watching as he happily obeyed.


Saturday

Angie woke up and stretched her arms wide, finding Jonathan’s shoulder with her hand and pushing against it for traction, making him grumble sleepily. When she had finished and gone limp again, he had a turn, pushing against her hip with his knee and making her whine back at him. She went back to snuggling against him until she smelled food cooking.

“Where you going?” he mumbled sleepily, opening one eye at her, then both as he was visually reminded that she was very naked and he was getting a pleasant view of her bottom as she crawled over him and walked away.

“Breakfast. C’mon,” she said.

Cara smiled at them wandering in, rubbing their eyes and giving the stovetop lustful looks. Angie perked up when she saw bacon, and Jonathan did much the same when he saw that Cara had gone to the trouble of making him an omelette with cheese and fake sausage inside.

“Can I play with you?” Jonathan asked Angie a bit shyly, after Cara had finished and began cleaning up. He smiled and chewed at the center of his lower lip.

Angie grinned back and nodded her head excitedly.

Cara went into the living room a while later to find Jonathan kissing Angie up against the wall. Her legs were open a little and the head of his erect cock pressed up against her slit. Angie reached down and held her pussy open, moving her hips so the head was rubbing right against her clit. He took her hand and led her over to the living room carpet, pushing the coffee table away from the sofa where Cara had just seated herself, and sat down. Jonathan pulled Angie down beside him and pushed her to lie down before scooting down and lying on his stomach between her legs. He nuzzled and licked at her pussy with his hands broad and hot on the underside of her thighs. Angie wiggled her fingers into the carpet and watched Cara watching them.

It made Cara wet to see them behaving so gently with each other, while knowing that later she would be anything but gentle with their bodies. She fingered herself slowly as she watched him run his tongue firmly up the length of Angie’s slit. Angie reached down to hold her pussy lips open and he sealed his lips around her clit, sucking at it for a few seconds. He stopped and worried it between his teeth, then sucked at it again. Angie came, fluid visibly leaking from her cunt, and Jonathan moved down to lick into her hole.

“Get up and return the favor like a good girl, Angie,” Cara told them. “Stand in front of me while she sucks your cock, so I can get a good look. Keep your hands behind you, both of you.”

Jonathan clasped his fingers around his wrists and Angie folded her arms behind her back, getting up onto her knees. Cara put a hand on the small of his back and held onto the back of Angie’s hair, pulling sharply until she opened her mouth. She pressed Angie’s head down on his cock, pushing until her nose was against his abdomen and holding her there until she began to struggle instinctively. Cara moved Angie’s head back and forth, pushing him down her throat every few strokes.

“Keep your mouth open. I want to see him spurt into it,” she said, moving her hand up and down his cock until he came, aiming the ropes of come. She watched as the white fluid slid down Angie’s tongue and into the back of her mouth, then ordered her, “Swallow.”

Angie did as she was told and licked her lips.

Cara turned Jonathan around by his wrist. “Get on your knees and bend over.”

He kneeled down and put his head down on his arms, his ass sticking up in the air right in front of Cara and his face turned toward her, so that she could see it. Angie watched as Cara drew her hand back and began spanking him. She struck both cheeks, a half dozen spanks at a time, right on top of one another. Cara watched his face, speeding up and going a little harder when his eyes began to water. He didn’t whimper; only his fractured breathing told her how much it hurt.

“That’s it, come on, cry for me. Break for me, sweetie,” she cooed quietly to him. She kept going as Angie lost count of the strikes and his breath began to hiccup, tears spilling over the bridge of his nose, and his bottom was blazing hot under her own stinging hand. She was intent on getting a noise out of him, stopping only when he began shaking and let go of a sob.

“Good boy,” Cara said, leaned forward and pressed a light kiss to his searing skin, making him gasp. “Both of you will stay on your hands and knees for the rest of the day. Nothing touches between your legs and you ask if you have to go to the bathroom.”

At Cara’s order, Angie put her hands on the carpet. She crouched low, her body close to the floor, and rubbed the tip of her nose back and forth over Jonathan’s heated, pain-flushed cheek, then nuzzled against his neck. She moved back and watched him blink slowly as he came back down.

Around dinner time, when both of her charges were getting very hungry, and when Angie was getting tired of trying to hint for attention, Cara sat back down on the sofa with a book.

Angie crawled up to Cara’s legs and huffed out a frustrated breath, making her bangs flutter. She nudged Cara’s thigh with her head and made a ‘meow’ noise.

Cara laughed and finally put down her book, reaching to pet Angie’s hair. “So now you’re a kitty? I thought you were my puppy.”

“I am your puppy,” she smiled, taking Cara’s attention as permission to speak.

Cara reached down and gently scritched Angie’s neck, just above her hairline. Angie suddenly wished she could purr, because she couldn’t express her contentment in words. She gave a plaintive little whine when Cara stopped and got up to get her pet humans something to eat.

Cara cut up a pair of chicken breasts that she had marinated in Italian dressing and baked, making bite-sized pieces out of them, and put them on one plate. On another plate, she heaped homemade macaroni and cheese, loosening the noodles into smaller chunks with a fork. She put the plates on the floor near the table, where she sat with her own dinner, and watched Angie and Jonathan. Both tried to eat neatly, but it was near impossible to be careful when not allowed to use their hands. When they finished, she washed their faces and let them drink water from glasses.

They sat kneeling in the kitchen, hands on the floor, while she washed up and cleaned the baking dishes. She went slowly, giving them plenty of time for their dinner to settle.

“Feel ready to play, now?” she asked. She was answered with two bright smiles and nodding heads. “Okay, then. Go to the bedroom and wait for me.”

Jonathan crawled onto the bed and laid across it on his stomach, while Angie sat on the edge. When Cara came in, she pushed Angie so she was lying on her back and moved her legs apart. Jonathan turned to watch as Cara slipped two fingers into the redhead’s pussy.

“Squeeze as hard as you can,” Cara told her. She was pleased to feel Angie contract firmly around her fingers. She had Jonathan lie on his back, then pulled Angie up onto her knees, positioning her to straddle his hips. Cara stroked his cock until he was hard, then pushed Angie down, very slowly, lowering her onto his cock.

“The only thing you’re allowed to do, Angie, is use your internal muscles to squeeze him. I want you to milk his cock until he comes. Jonathan, you aren’t allowed to thrust up into her.”

Angie closed her eyes to concentrate. She tensed and released the muscles around her vagina rhythmically. Jonathan’s hands rested on either side of her knees and she could feel his fists tightening in the blanket as he struggled to obey Cara. After Cara’s preparation by hand, it didn’t take very long before he groaned and Angie felt the warm pulse of his fluid inside her.

“He came, Ma’am,” Angie said, smiling.

“Good girl,” Cara praised, then left the room.

Angie stayed where she was until Cara came back with Joey trotting beside her. Angie turned to look, her pussy clenching in anticipation.

“Not tonight,” Cara told her. “You’ll get to be his bitch tomorrow night. Tonight…” she trailed off.

She put her hands on Angie’s arms, not ungently, and pulled her off Jonathan. She guided Angie off the bed, then onto her knees beside it, so that she leaned forward and her small breasts pressed against the top of the mattress. Cara took the cock cage from the top of her dresser and put it in place on Jonathan, then beckoned him to follow her. He got up and remembered her instructions for the day, dropping to his hands and knees. He crawled behind her until she stopped about six feet from the foot of the bed.

Cara bent and reached under Joey, massaging his cock until it was well out of the sheath. Jonathan gasped at she patted his hip, letting Joey know he should mount. She held onto Joey’s cock and positioned it so that pre-come sprayed over Jonathan’s asshole, then aimed it until the dog was thrusting solidly into him with every hump.

Jonathan whimpered at the continual stretching that came with the slick cock widening and lengthening as it fucked him. He dropped his head, tucking it into the bend of his arm on the floor as his body was jarred with the dog’s frantic humping. He felt the knot bumping at his hole. When the dog felt it, he tightened his front legs further and redoubled his fucking efforts, intent on tying. Jonathan grunted and gasped in surprise when it popped in past the tight little ring of muscle. When it was in, it swelled against his prostate, making his cock harden again and leak pre-come heavily.

Cara turned her attention back to Angie, who was watching, rapt and breathing heavily. Her parted thighs were sticky with a mixture of the come that had leaked out of her cunt and her own arousal. Cara took out the cane she had used on Angie before and told her, “Keep watching him.”

With the first strike, Angie jumped hard and gave a surprised little yelp. She was distracted and hadn’t been expecting it. Cara followed it with nine more, keeping them even and steady.

Cara mentally catalogued the differences between her two subs; Angie cried and made noise easily, but it took a good bit of pain before she went into subspace; Jonathan could fall into subspace at the drop of a hat – or paddle, as it were – but it took a lot to push him into crying out. Angie was a bit of a brat and loved pushing to test her boundaries; Jonathan was very well-behaved, though Cara figured that was out of some fear, still. Angie was completely trusting; Jonathan was protective of her already. She knew their personalities would be good for one another.

She alternated between giving Angie ten stripes from the cane at a time and watching Jonathan for a few moments. Before long, Angie was crying. She jerked her hands behind her once on instinct and got them right in the way of the cane, but it immediately taught her to keep them under control. Jonathan was whimpering almost continuously, gasping breaths, desperate for some kind of release.

Cara caned from just above the back of Angie’s knees to the top curve of her bottom, then from the middle of her back to the back of her shoulders, catching the backs of her upper arms. Angie put her mouth against the blanket to muffle her own whimpers. The endorphins that kicked in around the twentieth strike had worn off and her entire back side felt like it was on fire.

Jonathan felt Joey’s hot come pour into him. He enjoyed the spreading warmth even as the dog started tugging to get his knot out. He tried to relax, but he was stretched wide, painfully, as Joey pulled his cock out.

Cara put the cane away and turned back to Angie, very carefully running the pads of her fingers down the raised, bright red welts criss-crossing the pale back, making her give a high-pitched moan. Cara got up, going to Jonathan. She petted his hair and spoke softly into his ear. Angie couldn’t hear what was being said, but Cara took the cock cage off him and he nodded.

“Go on, take your shower and clean yourself up,” Cara told him as he slowly got to his feet, the crawling restriction apparently lifted.

She went back to Angie again and knelt down, leaning her face close to the redhead’s, and reached between her legs from the front. She rubbed gentle circles against Angie’s clit until orgasm squeezed one more quiet moan from her. Cara licked her fingers and got up, looping a finger around Angie’s collar and walking her into the bathroom. She waited until Jonathan had finished his shower and dried off. She had him sit on the edge of the bathtub, then guided Angie to crawl to him.

“Suck him, so he can come before bedtime,” Cara told her.

His cock was hard again, standing up against his belly and hot from the shower. She took it into her mouth obediently, massaging the underside with her tongue, swallowing against the head when it pushed into the back of her throat. He groaned and leaned forward as he came. Cara pulled Angie back, put the cock cage back on Jonathan, and told him to go on to bed, then sat down in his place, spreading her legs and holding her slit wide open with the fingers of one hand while she held onto Angie’s collar with the other.

“My turn,” she told Angie, pulling her head forward.

Angie licked and sucked at the pussy presented to her, nuzzling Cara’s clit as she pushed her tongue as far as she could into Cara’s cunt. Cara let go of her collar and put the hand on the back of Angie’s head, moving her hips to grind herself against Angie’s face. Angie lapped up the fluid coming from Cara and angled her head up to suck at her clit. She felt juices coat her chin and drip onto her chest as Cara came.

She pushed Angie back and leaned down to kiss her, sucking at her sub’s lower lip and tasting herself there. She instructed Angie, “Stay,” and got into the shower. Cara bathed quickly. “You can stand up, now. Take your shower and come to bed,” she told her.

Angie yelped in pain as the warm water stung her back.

“You okay?” Cara asked from the bedroom.

“Yes, Ma’am,” Angie answered and edged carefully under the water again to wash her hair.

She dawdled around after her shower, drying her hair and enjoying the warm air on her skin, turning her back to the mirror and looking over her shoulder at the already darkening marks there.

Cara called again, “Come to bed.”

“Is that an order?” Angie grinned.

“Does it need to be?” She could practically hear the raised eyebrow in Cara’s voice.

Angie turned off the light and returned to the bedroom, climbing into bed obediently and snuggling down between Cara and Jonathan.


Sunday

Waking up in the morning was very pleasant. Angie woke to her owner’s fingertips nestled into the top of her bare slit, massaging gently. Cara’s breast was right in front of her face when she opened her eyes, so she did the only thing that made sense. She opened her mouth and stretched her neck the tiny distance, taking Cara’s nipple into her mouth and suckling firmly at it. She felt a little jolt of pleasure when Cara moaned at the suction, then came right after it. Cara raised her fingers to Angie’s mouth to be licked clean.

The day was mostly uneventful. Cara sent Angie and Jonathan to her bedroom a few times, telling him to not allow Angie to peek out. She shook a finger at Angie, telling her that she’d ruin her own surprise, if she looked, and Angie obeyed.

Near noon, Angie began looking sleepy and behaving a bit sullenly. “Why are you being so whiny?” Cara asked after lunch, during which her redhead had thrown a French fry into Jonathan’s glass of soda.

“I’m not being whiny.” Angie gave her a petulant little glare.

“Oh, I beg to differ. I think you need a nap,” Cara clipped and gave her a look.

“I don’t need a nap. I’m not three.” Angie crossed her arms over her breasts.

“It’s either a nap or a spanking. Those are your choices. And I’m not talking about fun. I mean a spanking for your behavior.”

Angie frowned, but caved. “Yes, Ma’am.”

She went to the bedroom and crawled back into bed. Jonathan wasn’t far behind. When Cara looked in a little while later, they were snuggled up together, fast asleep.

Angie was awakened from her nap by the front door slamming closed. She got up, careful to not wake Jonathan, and went to the end of the hall to peer out. Daniel stood with Cara, one hand up the front of her sleeveless blue shirt to squeeze one breast. She turned around and leaned over the back of the sofa, pulling down her panties. Daniel unzipped his dark gray trousers and pulled them down his thighs, his cock springing free of them. He ran his hands over the curve of Cara’s hips and pulled her cheeks apart, then pushed his cock into her. Angie heard Cara grunt with the first entrance. She went into the room slowly, not hiding, giving either of them time to tell her to go away.

Cara turned her head to look at Angie, a breath huffing out of her with another thrust. “It’s okay, he’s just here to make a deposit,” she winked.

Angie watched as he pumped in and out of her Mistress. It seemed as if he were all business. He stopped and held Cara’s pussy tightly against him as he came, waiting a few moments before pulling out. Cara pulled her panties up and immediately went to lie down on the sofa, her hips tilted up with a throw pillow.

“Mind if I use your slut here to clean up?” he asked.

“Only her mouth. I have plans for the rest later tonight.”

He pulled Angie nearer to him and put a hand on her shoulder. She dropped to her knees and opened her mouth as he held his limp cock up for her. She licked his shaft from the root to the tip, until it was clean of come streaks and Cara’s juices. He pulled his underwear and pants up.

“Stand up,” Daniel told her.

She obeyed and he pressed his index finger into her slit. It slid right inside her.

“Nice and wet. What is your pussy getting ready for, hmm?” he asked.

“It’s always like that, Sir,” Angie answered, her eyes glazing over.

He raised an eyebrow and looked over the back of the sofa at Cara.

“She had to be warmed up at first, but after the first few months after she was officially my sub, she’s been wet constantly. She’s a very good girl.” Cara grinned.

Angie blushed and smiled at the praise her owner was giving her.

“I have to go,” Daniel told Cara, zipping and buttoning his trousers. “Just stopped in for a quick ‘deposit’, as you said.”

After he had gone, Angie sat on the floor beside where Cara lay. “I didn’t know you were still trying to get pregnant.”

“Of course.”
 
“Have you been trying the whole time?”

“On and off. Casual trying, I guess you could say. No charting periods or anything, except this month. I’m supposed to be ovulating today. Well, yesterday, today, and tomorrow.”

“Cool.” Angie smiled more brightly.

“What were you doing peeking in here, though?”

Angie tried to put on an innocent face, but she knew she’d been caught.

“You thought you might get a peek of your surprise.”

“Yes, Ma’am,” Angie admitted.

“I won’t forget that, but I’m not going to punish you for it right now. You’ll get your punishment before your surprise tonight.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

Later in the evening, though an hour or so earlier than the last couple of nights, Cara fed Angie and Jonathan. She let them chop ingredients for the vegetarian lasagna she made and let them sit at the table to eat. She allowed them to watch television while she cleaned up, then sat with them for a little while. At nine, she turned the TV off and beckoned them to follow her to the bedroom.

Cara had them stand at the door while she prepared the room. She put towels on the floor beside the bed, layering four of them and putting two extra on top of the dresser. She took four long, thick, light blue ribbons out of the toy drawer and put them on the bed, then took out a buttplug – not quite the thickest she had used on Angie – and the cane, putting the first beside the ribbons and holding the latter.

“Come here,” she told Angie, pointing to the floor beside the bed. When Angie had obeyed, Cara backed up a couple of feet. “I told you that you were going to be punished for trying to peek when I instructed you not to. Clasp your hands behind your head.”

Angie did as she was told. Cara drew the cane back and landed a burning weal right across the lower border between her areolas and the curve of her breasts. She whimpered loudly and jerked forward, but pressed her lips together and straightened. Cara gave her four more and the stripes showed almost immediately. There were two above her nipples and two below, all of them darkening red.

Cara put the cane back in the drawer and slapped each of Angie’s sore breasts once, making her whimper again. “Get on your knees and put your arms on the bed,” Cara told her, then turned to Jonathan, “Go bring me a chair from the dining room and kneel beside it.”

Angie knelt on the thin padding of the towels and stretched her arms out across the bed. Cara grabbed her left hand roughly and made a tight cuff around Angie’s wrist with one of the ribbons. She did the same to Angie’s right hand with another piece and tossed them across to the other side of the bed, then took the last two and tied one end of each around the redhead’s legs, just above her knees. Cara tied the free ends to the left and right feet on that side of the bed, pulling them tight enough that Angie’s legs were held wide, leaving her unable to protect her cunt by closing them.  She went around to the other side of the bed and tied the ribbons attached to Angie’s wrists to the far bedposts, pulling them short, the tension making the muscles of Angie’s upper arms ache a little.

Angie’s back, bottom, and thighs burned from the caning she had gotten the night before, but her breasts outright hurt from the new one as they pressed against the mattress. She tested her bonds and found herself very securely tied town. She hadn’t expected anything less. There was a cold toy pressing against her pussy, all of a sudden. She jumped a little at the temperature of it, but Cara gave a sharp spank to the purpling stripes on her ass, telling her non-verbally to stay still. Cara got the buttplug good and slick, then pushed it all at once into Angie’s ass, making the entrance to the hole burn with the sudden stretch.

Angie heard the chair legs as Jonathan came back and put it on the floor near the foot of the bed.

“Sweet little pussy, isn’t it, Jonathan?” Cara asked him.

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Such a pretty little cunt, just for me to use.” Cara leaned down and cupped her hand over Angie’s mound, squeezing hard. “Who does this belong to?”

“Y-you, Ma’am,” Angie whispered.

She ran her fingers down each side of Angie’s slit, just the outer lips, to keep from stimulating it too much. She squeezed gently, making Angie groan and push against her hand.

“Do you remember what you did the other night, when I told you that you could do anything with my boy whore’s body, while I rode his face? Do you?” She slapped Angie’s face with her other hand, the sound it made being more shocking to Angie’s ears than the pain itself. “You sucked his cock. You could have put it up your cunt, but the first thing you went for was putting it in your mouth. But this sweet little whore cunt… it’s going to get a treat tonight. It’s going to get a real workout. Tonight, your cunt is nothing but a hole. That’s all you are, to a dog – another bitch with a free hole.”

Cara ran her middle and ring fingers lightly down the center of Angie’s slit. She felt the lubrication that was quickly growing. “And your hole is just plain hungry isn’t it? It gapes open for anything that wants a fuck at it. And dogs know just what it’s good for, don’t they? Don’t they?”

Angie grunted, twisting her hips, silently wishing that her Mistress would either put fingers inside her or take them away. But she would never say such a thing out loud.

Cara stepped back, licking her fingers quickly. “Your surprise,” she began, and Angie could hear the glee in her voice, “is a gangbang. I’ve been planning this for a while, but everyone just got their schedules in a place where they could participate.”

Angie gasped and tried to look over her shoulder.

Cara petted her hair. “I managed to get four dogs over for a little party, and their owners won’t be picking them up until morning. Just imagine all the fun they can have with you in all that time.”

Cara went out of her limited eyeline and left the room. She could just barely see Jonathan where he was on his knees, hands obediently behind his back, watching her. He licked his lips. Angie was suddenly nervous. She heard Cara coming back with a set of dog nails clicking against the hall floor beside her.

“Davey can have a go first, since he’s the smallest. And he was your first, after all. I sort of dog-napped him from your yard, but I’ll take him back tomorrow.” Cara took the leash off of Angie’s dog with an audible click.

The black Labrador knew what to do. In no time, he had mounted Angie and his knot was slipping in and out of her pussy. She was so wet that the knot popped in and out until it was nearly full size. The tip of his cock barely nudged against her cervix. She felt pre-come run down her thigh in a thin rivulet, then felt a rush of warmth inside when he came. His come ran around his knot and spilled down her legs, as well. When he had finished with her, he pulled his knot out easily and gave her slit a couple of swipes with his tongue before sitting down to lick himself.

Angie hadn’t let Davey fuck her in a long time – nearly six months. She felt badly for neglecting him so, but now she realized that she had grown physically in that time. Her vagina had lengthened, obviously, because she remembered vividly the way it felt when he had penetrated her cervix the first time he had fucked her. This time, his fully erect cock didn’t even seem as if it had gotten all the way through.

She heard Cara put the leash back on him and lead him out of the bedroom again. A couple of minutes later, her Mistress came back with a slightly heavier set of dog paws accompanying her.

“I couldn’t have them all in the room with you at the same time,” Cara told her, grinning with pleasure at the sight of Angie. “They’d end up fighting. They all see you as their property.”

Angie stretched to look over her shoulder. Seeing the spots of a Dalmatian, she knew that it was Bacchus. He pulled at his leash and pranced his feet in anticipation of getting to fuck her. Cara unclipped the leash and he trotted over, sniffing at her hole, then nudging his nose against the buttplug as he licked at her pussy lips. She moaned and angled her hips back a little. Bacchus hopped up and wrapped his front legs around her waist, humping at her exposed cunt as his sheath slid back. It was soft at first, but it rapidly swelled enough to firm up and enter her. Angie felt the long, thin cock stroking the back wall of her cunt. His knot widened until she could feel it pushing just into her entrance.

She grunted happily as the knot swelled enough that it wouldn’t pop right back out as he thrust and the tip pushed just through her cervix. She tightened the muscles inside her vagina and Bacchus panted harder against her shoulder, redoubling his efforts at breeding her. He went still and she felt more warm come pool. He left his cock inside her for a few minutes before beginning to tug to get it out. Angie felt her pussy stretch a bit as he gave a good, hard pull and un-tied from her.

Bacchus’ come running out was pleasant, in a strange way. Her clit throbbed with the desire to come and her cunt contracted involuntarily as she remembered that she still had two more dogs to go.

Cara let Bacchus finish licking himself clean before she reattached his leash and led him out of the room. Joey sniffed the air as Cara brought him back with her. His cock began peeking out almost as soon as he came into the bedroom. It had begun spurting thin jets of pre-come before he’d been led all the way to his bitch.

“Can I come, Ma’am?” Angie begged as Joey mounted her.

“Be patient,” Cara told Angie, giving her sub a stern look.

Joey’s cock stabbed at her, leaving wet streaks that cooled quickly high on her thighs and made her shiver even through the heat of extreme arousal. She tried to arch her back upward and downward, trying to help him slide down against her clit or up into her cunt, anything to get more stimulation. Finally, Cara reached between them and helped Joey’s aim. Angie grunted as he slipped in and began to hammer more quickly into her. His cock was already good and thick, and she could feel the tip widening her cervix further as it pushed in.

Cara could see Angie’s lips moving. She leaned closer to listen and heard Angie saying under her breath, “Please let me come, please let me come, please let me come…”

The redhead moaned, long and drawn out, as Joey knotted in her. He continued humping at her, pulling at the entrance to her sore cunt. She felt his come drain into her, adding to the come still inside. He panted and she felt his tongue loll against her back, just below her shoulder blade. Angie felt him move back, pulling at his knot, trying to free himself. She whimpered as he succeeded on his third attempt, stretching her hole painfully.

She closed her eyes tightly, concentrating on catching her breath and recovering somewhat while Cara led Joey back out of the room. Her cunt burned from over an hour and a half of constant use and ached from being stretched wide and being yanked by knots. After Joey had finished with her, she was decidedly sore. There was scoring over her ribs from all three medium-sized dogs, thin welts that were turning red and beginning to feel raw.

“Valentine hasn’t gotten to fuck anything since he fucked you last,” Cara said from right beside Angie. She hadn’t realized that her owner had come back so quickly. “Since Daniel’s Melissa is pregnant, she can’t take a dog cock safely. Just imagine how excited he is to get to use your whore cunt.”

Angie was suddenly overcome with fear. She wasn’t in enough pain to use their safeword, but she remembered what it was like the last time Valentine had been allowed to use her, and she was far sorer right now than she had been then.

As Valentine tried to mount, Angie tried to dodge around with her hips, trying to get just a little more time to rest. Cara stepped forward again, telling her “No!” very sharply and pulling on the dog’s collar until he sat down, cock already hanging out of his sheath. Cara grabbed the cane again and whipped it across Angie’s ass once. Angie gave a choked off little scream in shock.

Cara put the cane down on the mattress in front of Angie with a snap of the rattan against the blanket. She grabbed Angie’s face tightly between her thumb and forefinger, telling her, “You’re a fuckhole tonight. Nothing else. You’ll keep your cunt still and take it.”

When Cara let her go, Angie pressed her face against the blanket, ashamed of her behavior.

Cara patted Valentine’s head and he approached Angie again. He nosed at her pussy, then licked his nose. He began to lick her, washing her mound and part of the inside of her thighs, which had been coated with come. He curled his huge tongue into her raw cunt and Angie could feel it reaching deep. When Valentine stopped licking, he mounted her again immediately. His front paws hit the mattress on either side of her head with heavy thumps. He moved his front legs to clamp against her shoulders, holding his bitch down for breeding.

He didn’t hit home right away. His cock slid down her wet cunt and rubbed the length of it. There was just enough stimulation against her clit with his humps – she came, her cunt clamping down on nothing and her womb pushing out a little more or the come that still rested in it. She groaned low and her hips jerked involuntarily, forcing humping motions out of her sore body. She felt the warm fur of his chest against her back and heard him beginning to pant over her head. He adjusted his stance and succeeded. His cock slammed against her cervix with his first thrust inside, making her grunt and clench her hands into fists, pulling at her restraints.

Cara, still close, spoke again and Angie could hear the smile in her voice. “Mmm… I never get over the beauty of seeing that plump little mound split in half by a cock.

Angie whimpered loudly as the tip of Valentine’s cock found the cleft of her womb entrance and he began ramming his way into it. It felt like a rush of hard cramping as he wedged her cervix open to get his cock inside and she could feel tears flood her eyes as he pushed inch over inch of thick red cock through.

Cara turned and went to the chair she’d had Jonathan bring in. She sat down and spread her legs, resting one over the dining chair arm, and beckoned Jonathan over. Holding the outer lips of her slit apart with one hand, she instructed him, “Lick while I watch.” She ran the thumb of her other hand over one nipple as he began to lick and suck at her wet pussy.

The huge ball of flesh that created the dog’s knot pushed and pushed, finally cramming into Angie and making her whine. It finished swelling just inside her vagina, sealing it off and leaving no way for come to leak out. The knot stretched the walls of her cunt wide, making it ache. She could feel when his come had filled her womb completely, but he didn’t stop spurting when she was full. Her womb stretched to accommodate the thin dog come that was continually pumped into it.

Her cunt was so full that she couldn’t squeeze around his cock. Her tears spilled over and she let herself begin to cry steadily, half of her face pressed against the dark blue flowered blanket. Distantly, she heard Cara moan.

Cara put a hand on the back of Jonathan’s head and pressed his face against her cunt as she came, then pushed him back. “Good boy,” she told him as she got up. She stood and rubbed gently over her clit, enjoying the slight overstimulation. She went back to Angie and took the last clean towel, folding it into quarters and putting it on the floor beside her sub, then kneeling down on it. She reached down and rubbed Angie’s clit very, very gently. The pad of Cara’s finger stroked in long motions over the dusky pink, engorged little nodule. Angie gave a long, low whine. Cara continued, not allowing herself to be hurried, intentionally drawing Angie very slowly closer. When Angie finally did orgasm, it came in heavy but languid waves. It was like drowning in pleasure. She buried her face in the blanket and groaned through it. Cara didn’t stop, though. She changed the rhythm of her strokes, making them a little shorter and just a little faster. Angie came again, though not as gently this time. Her womb cramped as it tried to spasm around the dog cock and come that stretched and overfilled it. Her hips jerked in a more pronounced humping motion and her vagina clamped down around Valentine’s cock, the pressure on his knot making him begin thrusting against her again on instinct. He began shooting more come into her, making the pressure inside her increase, She grunted all the way through the second orgasm, her face turned to the side and unmuffled by the blanket, unaware of just how much like an animal she sounded.

By the time Valentine was ready to unmount Angie, she was nearly sobbing. He moved, pulling at her full cunt as he put his front paws on the floor and pulled one leg back over her to turn the tie. He stood ass-to-ass with her, waiting for the swelling of his knot to go down so that he could begin trying to separate from her. She hiccupped one sob after another as Valentine started yanking at her hole, attempting to get his knot out. She could feel that it was a bit smaller, but not nearly enough to pull out. After a couple of tried, he stood still again, but only for so long.

Cara rubbed Angie’s full, swollen abdomen, pressing against it and making Angie whimper. Her belly was tight. Cara took just a moment to entertain a fantasy about her sub being full of puppies. But just knowing that Angie was so full of come and cock that it hurt made Cara’s cunt ache and grow click again. She leaned her face close and kissed Angie’s wet cheek, telling her, “You’re so pretty when you cry like this.”

She backed up as Valentine started trying to pull out again and was glad that she did. He freed himself, his knot coming out with an audible sucking sound, and come surged out of Angie’s well-used hole.

Angie groaned, greatly relieved at the release. When Valentine sat down near the doorway to lick his cock, Cara went back to Angie again, putting the dry towel back down. She pressed firmly against Angie’s lower abdomen and smiled as more come drained out with the pressure. She put her fist into Angie’s cunt very easily, pushing her hand in as deep as she could. She extended her index and ring fingers while the rest curled against her palm, and pushed the two fingers through Angie’s dilated cervix, moving her fingers to stroke the inside of the redhead’s womb gently. She stopped stroking upward and just fingerfucked the cervix good and hard, listening to Angie’s fatigued moaning. She used her other hand to rub Angie’s clit roughly, forcing her through another orgasm. Angie grunted and pulled on the sturdy ribbons that held her down as her body jerked. Cara could feel Angie’s cervix clenching hard against her fingers. She pulled her fingers out while Angie was still spasming, keeping her hand up to the wrist in Angie’s come-slick cunt. After a few moments, after Angie’s orgasm had finished, Cara used one fingertip to push against her cervix again and found that it had shrunk down almost completely closed. She eased her hand out and removed Angie’s buttplug.

Cara had Jonathan take his shower while she sat and petted her exhausted sub. Angie drifted in and out of sleep, not quite catching anything that either of the others said until Jonathan had finished. Then she was being untied and walked to the bathroom.

Cara stood her in the shower and asked her, “Can you push out, like you’re trying to pee hard?”

Angie did, still in headspace to do exactly as ordered. She felt the last of the warm come, save what would just coat her insides for a while, run down her legs. She then felt her bladder release, but couldn’t bring herself to care in her exhaustion, especially since Cara didn’t say anything about it. Angie let herself be put in the bathtub and scrubbed from head to toe, then taken out and dried. Cara shook her awake enough that she would sit up by herself while her hair was blown dry and stand still without swaying off to one side as Cara smoothed baby powder over her warm skin, then massaged tightening cream deep into her cunt.

She petted Angie’s bare mound gently, kissing the spot where the slit began. “I love your sweet little cunt,” Cara told her, smiling. She looked at Angie’s sleepy, pleasure-drunk face. “If I ever say anything that bothers you afterward, you tell me. Okay?”

“Yes, Ma’am,” Angie replied, nodding slowly.

“You don’t have to ‘Ma’am’ me now.”

“Okay.”

“Okay what?”

“I’ll tell you if something bothers me.” Angie smiled and wobbled a little. “I like the way you talk to me during everything, though. It’s a really amazing turn-on, while I’m in that place mentally.”

“Subspace.”

Angie’s smile turned sleepy again. “Yeah, that.”

When she went back to the bedroom, Jonathan had cleaned up the area where she had been tied. Angie crawled into the bed and curled up in the middle. She was past exhausted and just felt limp, having been thoroughly worked over in more ways than one. She was sore pretty much everywhere, but it felt good, like she had run laps around the school track until her legs turned to jelly. She was dead to the world by the time Jonathan and Cara joined her.


Monday morning

Clattering on the bedside table nearest Angie woke her. She looked and saw Jonathan fully dressed, putting on his watch.

“You’re going?” Angie asked muzzily, eyes only half open.

He squatted down beside the bed. “I’ve got to go. I have to be at work in an hour.”

She poked out her lower lip in a pretend pout. He shook his head, smiled, and kissed her on the nose before picking up his things and leaving.

Angie turned over and wiggled until she was under Cara’s arm, soaking in her owner’s body heat. “Where does he work?” she asked.

“He doesn’t really work in a ‘where’. He’s a photographer, does freelance for pay and shoots artsy stuff for himself. He’s very good. I’ll have to remember to tell him to bring some things for you to see sometime.”

Angie had another hour before she needed to leave for school. She nuzzled against Cara’s arm and told her, “I’m glad I have you for my Mistress.”

Angie got dressed slowly, sore in muscles she didn’t realize she could make hurt. Once she moved around for a while, the stiffness relieved and it turned into a not altogether unpleasant burn.

Cara drove her to school. Before she got out, Cara pulled her close with a firm hand, pushing her collar up high. Angie felt it rub against the bone of her jaw. Cara leaned in and licked Angie’s neck, then kissed it and sucked at the spot a little. She bit the soft, pale flesh, holding it for a moment as Angie gave a little hiss in pain, then sank her teeth in just enough to make an obvious bite mark. When she let go, she licked over the area again and grinned, admiring the deep red, individual tooth indentations before lowering the collar back into its place, the strip of leather just barely covering her mark.

“Have a good day,” she said, smirking, and reached across Angie to open the door.





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* * * Sorry for the long wait. I did not intend for this chapter to be so long! Those of you who said you liked longer chapters will be happy, at least. ;o) Feedback is almost as good as sex, so you can e-mail me at katiestriapach@gmail.com

Angie's Dog Orgy

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PB-135 Angie's Dog Orgy by Janet McCoy



Chapter 1



It was almost one a.m. The dance floor was crowded, swollen with anerotic jostling of squirming loins and legs and asses. Angie had beendancing almost nonstop for the last two or three hours. She loveddancing--it made her feel so alive, so sexy. It was dancing that let herexpress all the latent urges and frustrations that

TRUE STORY: “AT 13, MY DOG TOOK MY VIRGINITY”

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TRUE STORY: “AT 13, MY DOG TOOK MY VIRGINITY”

 

This is a true story. None of it is made up or exaggerated. This is the first time I’ve ever told my story to anyone, including my Husband, which is why I am using an e-mail address on Yahoo he doesn’t know about.  We are married for twenty years, and have three lovely children.  My husband and I have a normal sex l

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ife, (nothing kinky), and he still thinks I lost my virginity to my first boyfriend, Michael Schwarz. (Not his real name.)  He has no idea I actually lost it to our family Dog.

 

 

But after reading some Bestiality postings on the Internet, (my secret indulgence), I felt the need to write down my story and share it with someone.  I wanted to tell my private story of how I lost my Virginity.

 

 

MY STORY BEGINS when I was 13 years old.  I was helping my Mother with some chores around the house; I was in the basement, putting the laundry from the washing machine into the dryer.  My Mother was upstairs attending to my screaming newborn brother and my three-year-old sister, so she couldn't hear me shout at my dog Denver whenever he stuck his nose near my crotch.  Denver was a persistent crotch sniffer, which is why we kept him in the basement as much as possible.  My Mother said it’s a bad habit he’ll grow out of, as he often embarrasses her when he sticks his nose up under her dresses in front of company.

 

 

I was wearing a tee shirt over my swimsuit, as I have very fair skin and the tee shirt kept me from getting too much sunburn.  We had a swimming pool in our backyard, and when I finished my chores, I was going to cool off in it on this hot August afternoon.

 

 

Denver kept sniffing between my legs every time I bent over to put more clothes into the dryer, and earned himself a few swats from me for sticking his nose where it didn't belong.  As I finished putting the last of the clothes into the dryer, I reached up into the cabinet above to get the fabric softener sheets out.  Denver followed closely and stuck his snout right up in-between my thighs and applied pressure to my vagina through the thin fabric of my swimsuit.  It sent a strange chill through me, but again, I pushed him down, tossed the dryer sheet in with the clothes and closed the door.  Once the machine started up, it was pretty noisy there in the basement.

 

 

Denver tried a few times to stand up on his hind legs, hopping around clumsily, trying to mount me as I headed for the basement stairs. He’s tried this for months, but he was much easier to push out of the way when he was a smaller dog.  I was pushing him down with my one hand, and I grabbed hold of the stair railing with the other.  As I lifted my foot off the ground to walk up the first step, Denver somehow passed me on the stair and pushed me backwards!  I fell off the bottom step and onto my butt on the cold cement floor with a thump!  I laughed, as I wasn’t hurt, and thought Denver was just being playful.

 

 

Denver was an oversized mutt Dad got us to protect the house when he was away on business trips; which was very often.  Denver was a pretty large puppy, and now he’s huge.  He’s still clumsy like a puppy, which means he’s probably still growing.  Someone told us he is mixed with a Bull Mastiff, which is an enormous breed of dog. When Denver stands on his hind legs, he can put his paws on my shoulders and look right into my eyes.  A few weeks ago, Dad told my Mother he wanted to get the dog neutered, but Mom said that was cruel, so it was never done.  I don’t think Dad realized how horny and strong Denver was, but I digress.

 

 

I was a virgin, and I have never had sex of any kind.  All I knew of sex was what the Nuns taught me about the Birds and the Bees in my eighth grade Sexual Education class.  They covered the basic anatomy lessons with lots of warnings about ‘saving yourself’ for the right person, and how we should not have sex before marriage.

 

 

A girlfriend told me she masturbated, and told me how to do it.  Sometimes I would rub my clit with my fingers when I was in bed underneath the covers, but I never dared to insert my finger into my vagina.  I would rub my clit and feel the moisture between my legs getting stickier and warmer.  However, whenever I came close to an orgasm, I always stopped.  I didn’t know what was happening, and I was always too afraid to go any farther, even though it felt tingly and wonderful.

 

 

I once kissed Michael Schwarz, a boy from school, at a Halloween Party.  He then stuck his tongue into my mouth and it nearly made me vomit.  I was very immature at 13 years old, but this experience I’m about to tell you about made me grow up FAST.

 

 

Well, after Denver knocked me down onto the basement floor as I tried to leave, I got up smiling, and I grabbed Denver’s enormous head between my hands and planted a kiss on the tip of his nose. He returned my kiss with a wet lick from chin to forehead, which totally grossed me out.  I went to the laundry sink and bent over it to wash my face off, and Denver stood up behind me with his paws on my shoulders, clumsily trying to jump onto my back.  I felt a hot, sticky and wet hard thing being pushed roughly into the back of my thighs and butt cheeks as Denver kept jumping up behind me.  I turned around, knocking him down onto all fours.  I gasped when I saw his big, long red dick sticking out of the underside of his body!  My first reaction was to giggle, as it looked ridiculous, just bouncing all over the place with each move Denver made.

 

 

My second thought was to get away from him, as it was growing even larger!!  I turned and headed for the stairs again, but Denver ran after me at full sprint, and pulled me down onto my hands and knees with his paws!   He slid his strong arms down around my waist and started to poke his big wet, red penis all over my bottom trying to penetrate me!! 

 

 

I was in panic mode, and started to yell for my Mother at the top of my lungs.  But with the noise from the dryer, and my siblings upstairs crying, she didn’t hear me.  I was frightened and I knew she wouldn’t be coming to my rescue!  I kept reaching behind me to swat at Denver, but he was bent over my back and was moving his butt all over the place.  He didn’t seem to care as I slapped and pushed him repeatedly.  It was a good thing I was wearing a tee shirt over my swimsuit, as his nails were already scratching into my back and digging into my sides!

 

 

“Stop Denver!  No!  Get off!” I shouted, as I tried crawling away from him on my hands and knees.  He clung to my back, and his rear end was starting to really jerk back and forth.  He kept poking me all over my thighs and butt with that big red dick of his.  I was very frightened and completely helpless.  Escaping his strong grasp was nearly impossible!  I was crying for my Mother to help me, but in addition to all of the other noises in the house, I now heard Mom running the vacuum cleaner in the living room above me!  She would never hear me now.

 

 

Denver clung to my back and wouldn’t stop trying to rape me!  His hips were starting to thrust faster, driving his wet penis closer to my crotch!  I tried to roll out from underneath his massive body, but he pulled me back closer to him with his paws.  I twisted my hips to one side to try to squirm out of his grasp, but that only allowed his dick to push over the elastic leg opening of my swimsuit!

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when i was bout 17 my neighbor asked me to watch their dog jake.  jake was a big lab that was 125 lbs.  so i walked over to the house and they gave me the directions like where his food is and that stuff.

so after they left i decided to take shower so i went in and took off my shirt and my jeans. then i remembered i had to feed jake so i walked down in my thong and bra. so i after i fed him i bent down to clean his bowl and felt a cold nose reach between my legs.  i scoled him no and then finished my shower.  while i was taking my shower i thought about jake putting his head into my croch and it felt good.  then i though about how he was a dog. but the thought made me horny.  so i rubbed my pussy then stuck my finger it and i had a

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n oragasm pretty quickly.  so then i got out of the shower dried my self off and walked down stairs compety naked. i sat on the floor and called jake over.  i spread my legs apart he didnt hesitate he started to lap his toung from ass to my pussy.   he licked my pussy like no man ever had.  and then i reached my oragsm and i think he licked up about every ounce of juice.  i noticed his cock was sticking out of the sheeth it was about 8 inches long, 2 inches thick.  i started to stroke it then i stared masturbating him. he seemed to love it he was humping my hand.  then he shot out this milky white cum all over the floor. then i put my mouth around it and he started to face fuck me and shoot cum down my throught.  now i was super horny so i got up on all 4.  he didnt w8 at all he hopped on my back.  i could feel his breath on my face.  his cock was slapping  agaisnt me.  then finnaly it entered my pussy i could feel a shock of pleasure shoot through my body.  it didnt take long for me to reach my climax.  then i felt his knot banging against my pussy then it entered me and it sent a shock of pain.  it was ripping my pussy apart then i felt his big cock jizz in my pussy.  i could feel his warm cum dripping down my legs. then he tried to get off me but his not was stuck inside me.  he turned his back so we were ass to ass. then it finaly came out. i took anothger shower. that was one of the best weekends of my life