It
of
Mostly Harmless
genre
zoophilia
It...
The thought of doing it again had been troubling me for day's... even now I could feel it gnawing away at me... slowly eroding what was left of my willpower.
No!... not again... never again! But I was wavering.
I try harder... it's not working... I can't resist the thought of doing it..
Angry at myself, I keep pushing the thought away... but it keeps coming back.
I'm haunted by it.
It's illegal.
It's wrong.
But I want it.
I want it now.
The other's... the rest of my family, have gone out.
Good!
I'm alone.
I could do it now!
I don't think they'll be back soon... I don't think there will be any visitor's today, so only something unexpected threatened me, if I did it.... and what were the chances of someone unexpected, turning up while I was busy... doing it?
Better than you would think!, I thought to myself... remembering the times I had to suddenly stop doing it... sensing something wasn't right... believing someone was close by.
I knew the panic that you feel, when you think you might be caught doing it. The sudden fear, the need to appear normal...
Shit! Stop! Stop it!
Abort, abort, abort!
But I could do it now!.
All the conditions were met... safety, secrecy...
The thought of doing it swamped my resistance...
Yesss!, I want to... it hurt's me... but I want the pain... the pain is part of it too.
Yes!, I decided.
I went out to my bedroom, in the garage. I put on an old pair of short's and an old T-shirt. Not wanting to risk getting good clothes ripped... what would Mum think?
I went out and close the garage door, shielding me from the prying eye's of my neighbour's, what if they saw what I was up to?...
I undo the window catches, open the window... just in case.
If I have to, I'll throw the dog out of the window... I've done it before!
No... no! I don't have the dog in here, with me, Mum!
Not with me...
Not at me...
Not in me...
I go out and let the dog of his chain. I let him run off some energy... not that slowed him down at all. I looked at him, thinking about it. Then I called him into the garage.
He knew!
The only time that I called him into the garage, into my bedroom was when he was going to get a piece of me... do it to me.
So he came running. Enthusiastically jamming his snout between my leg's and sniffing me, wanting to lick me. I smiled wickedly at the feel of him pressing everything upwards and pulled my short's and undies down for him, giving him better access, spreading my legs wide for him too.
He walked in a tight circle around me, wagging his tail. It whipped into my bum... lashing me, little flickers of pain as we each surveyed what we were going to have, today.
Now his head came in from the front, his tongue on my skin, tasting me... I lay down on the bed, getting him to lick my thigh's, the butthole too. He was pressing in hard, I opened my leg's, wider, wider, used my fingers to open myself wider, wider... loving the coarseness of his tongue, so much rougher on me, than a boy's... none of the boy's could match what the dog could do... and of course I wouldn't let them do what I let the dog do to me.
I couldn't take that tongue of his! It was alway's so much better than what I could do with my finger's. I let him continue for as long as I could though... moaning now, twitching, needing to move on... I slipped a finger inside me, feeling how wet I was... pretending my finger was the dog, and wanting to get to the real action.
I took my finger out and let the dog lick it... then I used his collar to pull him up my body, he knew what do do, but he knew he needed my permission to get into me, at this point.
Chest fur against my thigh's, rubbing against my pussy, longer fur, then shorte,r then the skin of his belly... the sheathe between us, the swelling of it, pointy wet meat against my thigh, vulva... in it went! The dog gripping and thrusting. Getting bigger... I pulled him to me, welcoming him, wanting him... loving him.
Groaning as he pummelled himself into me.... Oooohhhhh! wrapping my arms around his neck and over his back. My hand's on his rib's, drawing him to me. He rested his head by my neck and licked it, groaning his sexed up satisfaction into my ear... grunting in time with his thrusting. His knot was rubbing at me now... I use a hand to keep it out of me... not yet! I smiled... feeling him insisting... no! not yet!
The dog keep's trying to get it into me, pressuring me to let it slip through my fingers. I encircle the shaft tightly though, feeling him pulsing, getting wetter inside as he release's himself into me... his cock getting longer, thicker... for a few second's I contemplate coming now... no! I wanted it... the other way! I sit up, displacing the dog... smiling as I watched him slowly slither out of me... so small going in.. so big coming out!.
The dog grip's me firmly, trying to stay inside... the little game that I play with him, letting him think he was winning... I enjoyed the power I have over him... I'm in charge, I'm the woman! I'm superior!
But I'm having those urges to give him more! Wanting it, demanding it, it's time to move on to the next part...
Submission!, something I will not do with the other boy's that I know.
I move off the bed, into the cenre of the room. Excited, do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!
I go to my knee's, for him, for me, my body still upright. He nudges me, demanding it from me and, slowly, I go down for him... onto all four's. The dog hit me from behind, front paws, dew claws, ripping at my T-shirt, it gives him purchase, it protects my skin, it's pulled tight across my tit's, drawn across my hard nipples... I arch my back lower, buckling under the weight of his desire, the weight of his body... he pull's me back towards it.
Small, but hard, his cock stab's at me... like a misguided finger quickly prodding my bum... the dog is grunting, frustrated, wanting to take me... stab, stab, stab, stab, stab... little stabs of pain, I'll have a bruised bum tomorrow. I draw in my breath, in anticipation... stab, stab... he find's the right spot, I feel my arse hole dimple inwards... how deep? not far... but I know what is to come...
The dog seems to pause... for maybe a second... and then it launches himself up my arse. The tip of his boner is rammed upwards, the sharp taper shoulders my skin apart, past my sphincter muscle, the dog drives himself into me... my back arch's the other way as I try to lessen the pain, it doesn't seem to help... the dog is ramming an arse-splitting wedge inside me, driving it deeper, deeper, inches deep... his sheathe touches me, I feel the fur of it on my crack, against my bum hole. He's still driving it upwards, pounding at my arse, clawing me backwards, claws raking me, even through the T-shirt. It rip's as the dog grips me, convulses himself further and further inside... I grit my teeth, groan at the pain inside me as the dog keeps working it in deeper.
I regret my decision. I won't do this again, I tell myself. Why do I allow this to happen? Why do I do this to myself?
The dog is grunting, he's loving it! He loves fucking his lttle bitch! She is young! She feels good... take it, bitch!
Take it, take it, take it, take it!...
Take it all!
I try to crawl away from him, but he's not letting me go... his knot presses against my bumhole... there is no way that it will fit!... I'm to tight!... but he manages to make it happen!
I feel it go inside me, my eyes wideing at the size of it. I feel it expand, even bigger, adding even more depth to what he already has inside me. It swell's up, swell's up... I cannot get it out! There is no escaping it.
The dog slowly stops thrusting, now that I'm tied to him... the pain recedes. I become aware that he is flexing, aware that he's filling me up with his spoof... I cannot escape it... more and more and more and more... I feel it squirting into me, I'm full of it, I'm leaking it out, I can smell it. Watching it. It drip's from me, onto the floor. I'll have to clean it up later.
His cock feel's massive now. I'm so full of dog cock. It's a length, a weight, a thing that is pressing me downwards, it makes a pressure inside me, the pressure can be eased... just move yourself... forwards, backwards... it feel's good, it pleases me, I work it around inside me, it is so fucking big! So fucking good! So fucking sensual, so fucking erotic...
I start making the dog move inside me again. I retake control, it is locked inside me, he like's what I'm doing, he lick's me, I smile as his tongue touches me. It feels good, why would I ever stop wanting it?
No boy could make me feel this!
Yes!, yes!, yes!
More! More! More!
Good dog!
Do it again and again and again...
I love my dog.
I love what he does for me.
I love it.
Good boy!
Make me come!
The thought of doing it again had been troubling me for day's... even now I could feel it gnawing away at me... slowly eroding what was left of my willpower.
No!... not again... never again! But I was wavering.
I try harder... it's not working... I can't resist the thought of doing it..
Angry at myself, I keep pushing the thought away... but it keeps coming back.
I'm haunted by it.
It's illegal.
It's wrong.
But I want it.
I want it now.
The other's... the rest of my family, have gone out.
Good!
I'm alone.
I could do it now!
I don't think they'll be back soon... I don't think there will be any visitor's today, so only something unexpected threatened me, if I did it.... and what were the chances of someone unexpected, turning up while I was busy... doing it?
Better than you would think!, I thought to myself... remembering the times I had to suddenly stop doing it... sensing something wasn't right... believing someone was close by.
I knew the panic that you feel, when you think you might be caught doing it. The sudden fear, the need to appear normal...
Shit! Stop! Stop it!
Abort, abort, abort!
But I could do it now!.
All the conditions were met... safety, secrecy...
The thought of doing it swamped my resistance...
Yesss!, I want to... it hurt's me... but I want the pain... the pain is part of it too.
Yes!, I decided.
I went out to my bedroom, in the garage. I put on an old pair of short's and an old T-shirt. Not wanting to risk getting good clothes ripped... what would Mum think?
I went out and close the garage door, shielding me from the prying eye's of my neighbour's, what if they saw what I was up to?...
I undo the window catches, open the window... just in case.
If I have to, I'll throw the dog out of the window... I've done it before!
No... no! I don't have the dog in here, with me, Mum!
Not with me...
Not at me...
Not in me...
I go out and let the dog of his chain. I let him run off some energy... not that slowed him down at all. I looked at him, thinking about it. Then I called him into the garage.
He knew!
The only time that I called him into the garage, into my bedroom was when he was going to get a piece of me... do it to me.
So he came running. Enthusiastically jamming his snout between my leg's and sniffing me, wanting to lick me. I smiled wickedly at the feel of him pressing everything upwards and pulled my short's and undies down for him, giving him better access, spreading my legs wide for him too.
He walked in a tight circle around me, wagging his tail. It whipped into my bum... lashing me, little flickers of pain as we each surveyed what we were going to have, today.
Now his head came in from the front, his tongue on my skin, tasting me... I lay down on the bed, getting him to lick my thigh's, the butthole too. He was pressing in hard, I opened my leg's, wider, wider, used my fingers to open myself wider, wider... loving the coarseness of his tongue, so much rougher on me, than a boy's... none of the boy's could match what the dog could do... and of course I wouldn't let them do what I let the dog do to me.
I couldn't take that tongue of his! It was alway's so much better than what I could do with my finger's. I let him continue for as long as I could though... moaning now, twitching, needing to move on... I slipped a finger inside me, feeling how wet I was... pretending my finger was the dog, and wanting to get to the real action.
I took my finger out and let the dog lick it... then I used his collar to pull him up my body, he knew what do do, but he knew he needed my permission to get into me, at this point.
Chest fur against my thigh's, rubbing against my pussy, longer fur, then shorte,r then the skin of his belly... the sheathe between us, the swelling of it, pointy wet meat against my thigh, vulva... in it went! The dog gripping and thrusting. Getting bigger... I pulled him to me, welcoming him, wanting him... loving him.
Groaning as he pummelled himself into me.... Oooohhhhh! wrapping my arms around his neck and over his back. My hand's on his rib's, drawing him to me. He rested his head by my neck and licked it, groaning his sexed up satisfaction into my ear... grunting in time with his thrusting. His knot was rubbing at me now... I use a hand to keep it out of me... not yet! I smiled... feeling him insisting... no! not yet!
The dog keep's trying to get it into me, pressuring me to let it slip through my fingers. I encircle the shaft tightly though, feeling him pulsing, getting wetter inside as he release's himself into me... his cock getting longer, thicker... for a few second's I contemplate coming now... no! I wanted it... the other way! I sit up, displacing the dog... smiling as I watched him slowly slither out of me... so small going in.. so big coming out!.
The dog grip's me firmly, trying to stay inside... the little game that I play with him, letting him think he was winning... I enjoyed the power I have over him... I'm in charge, I'm the woman! I'm superior!
But I'm having those urges to give him more! Wanting it, demanding it, it's time to move on to the next part...
Submission!, something I will not do with the other boy's that I know.
I move off the bed, into the cenre of the room. Excited, do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!
I go to my knee's, for him, for me, my body still upright. He nudges me, demanding it from me and, slowly, I go down for him... onto all four's. The dog hit me from behind, front paws, dew claws, ripping at my T-shirt, it gives him purchase, it protects my skin, it's pulled tight across my tit's, drawn across my hard nipples... I arch my back lower, buckling under the weight of his desire, the weight of his body... he pull's me back towards it.
Small, but hard, his cock stab's at me... like a misguided finger quickly prodding my bum... the dog is grunting, frustrated, wanting to take me... stab, stab, stab, stab, stab... little stabs of pain, I'll have a bruised bum tomorrow. I draw in my breath, in anticipation... stab, stab... he find's the right spot, I feel my arse hole dimple inwards... how deep? not far... but I know what is to come...
The dog seems to pause... for maybe a second... and then it launches himself up my arse. The tip of his boner is rammed upwards, the sharp taper shoulders my skin apart, past my sphincter muscle, the dog drives himself into me... my back arch's the other way as I try to lessen the pain, it doesn't seem to help... the dog is ramming an arse-splitting wedge inside me, driving it deeper, deeper, inches deep... his sheathe touches me, I feel the fur of it on my crack, against my bum hole. He's still driving it upwards, pounding at my arse, clawing me backwards, claws raking me, even through the T-shirt. It rip's as the dog grips me, convulses himself further and further inside... I grit my teeth, groan at the pain inside me as the dog keeps working it in deeper.
I regret my decision. I won't do this again, I tell myself. Why do I allow this to happen? Why do I do this to myself?
The dog is grunting, he's loving it! He loves fucking his lttle bitch! She is young! She feels good... take it, bitch!
Take it, take it, take it, take it!...
Take it all!
I try to crawl away from him, but he's not letting me go... his knot presses against my bumhole... there is no way that it will fit!... I'm to tight!... but he manages to make it happen!
I feel it go inside me, my eyes wideing at the size of it. I feel it expand, even bigger, adding even more depth to what he already has inside me. It swell's up, swell's up... I cannot get it out! There is no escaping it.
The dog slowly stops thrusting, now that I'm tied to him... the pain recedes. I become aware that he is flexing, aware that he's filling me up with his spoof... I cannot escape it... more and more and more and more... I feel it squirting into me, I'm full of it, I'm leaking it out, I can smell it. Watching it. It drip's from me, onto the floor. I'll have to clean it up later.
His cock feel's massive now. I'm so full of dog cock. It's a length, a weight, a thing that is pressing me downwards, it makes a pressure inside me, the pressure can be eased... just move yourself... forwards, backwards... it feel's good, it pleases me, I work it around inside me, it is so fucking big! So fucking good! So fucking sensual, so fucking erotic...
I start making the dog move inside me again. I retake control, it is locked inside me, he like's what I'm doing, he lick's me, I smile as his tongue touches me. It feels good, why would I ever stop wanting it?
No boy could make me feel this!
Yes!, yes!, yes!
More! More! More!
Good dog!
Do it again and again and again...
I love my dog.
I love what he does for me.
I love it.
Good boy!
Make me come!
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