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My first Dog Sex

SexDemoness666 on Animal Stories

My name is Rachel, by all accounts I'm attractive, I'm tall, I have long black hair and 36D breasts. Before you go hiting on me, I'm also a lesbian, but I do make an exception for one thing, I enjoy sex with animals. This is the story of my first time with a Dog.

I was horny that day, my girlfriend was on vacation, so I had to please myself, thats when I came across stories and pictures pretaining to beastiality. At first I didn't know what to think of it, seeing women being fucked by dogs or horses or whatever, but it began to turn me on. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, I wanted to try it myself.

We have a dog at my house of course, a Golden Retriever named Dylan, my parents where gone for the day, and I wanted to give it a try.

"Dylan, come here boy!" I called for him afte
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r opening my door, and he comes bounding in. I wasn't sure how to start, and was more focused on that when I suddenly feel something cold at my pussy, Dylan had stuck his nose right there, and licks at my pussy tenaively, as I let out a moan, I fall back, that had felt better than I had imagined.

Spreading my legs out, I moan louder as Dylan runs his tongue along my slit, the feeling coming from my pussy is incredible. I had been licked before by my girlfriend, but this might actually be better. I let him lick me for a few minutes, but I didn't know how long it would be before my parents returned, so I pushed him away and got up, moving on to all fours.

"Come on Dylan, fuck me, I'm your bitch for today!" I say, grinning a little, I can see his cock start to poke out a little. Thats when he mounts me, wrapping his forelegs around me as he wildly humps at me. I reach back, and help guide his growing cock to the entrance of my pussy, and he thrusts into my tight pussy.

I let out a moan as he manages to thrust his entire cock inside me, feeling his balls slap against me as he thrusts as hard as he can into me. "Oh yes Dylan, thats it, fuck me, fuck this bitch!" I shouted, then I feel something new growing in his cock. Realizing is his knot, and that it will cause me pain if it enters me, I start to try and wiggle free, maybe this was a bad idea after all, but then he bites my shoulder, not enough to break the skin, but just enough to get me to stop as his knot locks into place.

I don't struggle, and there is only a brief pain, then I feel it as pleasure as he thrusts faster and faster into me. I feel my pussy clenching on his cock, I was truely enjoying being fucked by a male for the first time. Between his licks from earlier and his thrusing, I cum several times, though it is held in by his knot. I let out a final moan as he thrusts into me and cums.

I cringe as Dylan tries to pull out of me, but his knot keeps us tied together. After awhile, he finally is able to pull out of me, and I turn around and give him a kiss on the head. "Good boy Dylan," I say, and he licks my face, I knew that I would have to try that again, and again.

.I love my rex

LOIS on Animal Stories

Rex always keep me happy I just slap my leg any he there, I quit wereing panty around the house our when I take Rex for a walk .If were in the park and he done running around I either were short dress or bag shorts so Rex can get his snout up to my cunt. Back at the house he like a man if he wants it I give it to him , one day had company over and Rex keep bother me he just came from the ou

Bolts First Time

cottoncandybabygirl on Animal Stories

this is my first story so please

don't leave any harsh comments:)

Bolts First time

Penny sat at her computer screen watching the game she was playing. All of a sudden a naked woman appeared on the screen.

She was bending over a small green couch and a dog was mounting her.

She was screaming with all her mite and the dog was Riding her ass as if the woman were his bitch.

The w

Seek the wolf in thyself

Wolfegard on Animal Stories

 This is a part of a story I was writing, changed it a bit from the original story...tell me what yall think

Wolferick felt the change begin.

As before, it started with a pulling sensation in his mind as it grew to the predatory mind of the beast. Then came the pressure in his bone, much like when pulling out a tooth, as they warped and contorted into the time perfected frame

Dog's Bitch in Heat

Rodger-the-Dodger on Animal Stories

Dog's Bitch in Heat

 I was a stay-at-home wife. That's the only way he would have it. My husband was a bastard and controlling of everything I did. My only friends were the ones that came to the door and would talk about things like God and all. You know the ones. Coats and ties and the ever-present briefcase. They were all about obedience and the husband was the boss. They didn't know mine. I WAS obedient, God knows, and resentful. The more he neglected me the worse it got. I pushed my feelings down, real deep. When we had sex, which wasn't often, I made all the "oohs" and "aahs" of fake orgasm. He was dumb, as well as mean, and I fooled him.

Meanwhile, when he was at work and there were no door people, I played with myself with hands, carrots, cucum

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bers. I wouldn't wash them when I made his salad. When I thought he wanted sex I put on lots of cold cream to gross him out...Maybe I got what I deserved. Then one night, I was in for a surprise, when he came home from work and I saw a twinkle in his eye. I was headed for slicing an unwashed used cucumber--you know what I mean--and the cold cream jar.

He had this dog on a leash. "I got it at the pound," he said. Too cheap to buy a real dog. I felt sorry for the dog as he would feed it nothing but scraps. We laid in bed a few nights later and he called the dog to jump up on the covers. I turned over on my side and pretended to be sleeping when he lifted the covers and the dog started started sniffing around. It was my turn to be grossed-out! God! that dog's nose was cold. He must have gotten a scent. I had gotten the cucumber ready for the salad just before dinner and the dog knew it. He was going at it and my husband was encouraging it. Then I felt a long tongue licking at me from behind. I pretended sleep but couldn't pretend for long. My resentment got the better of me, as did that tongue.

I would teach my husband a lesson about orgasm that night. Real orgasm. I forgot about oohing and aahing and let that dog have his way with me. Giving me one hell of a good licking and my husband petting its ears; urging him on to me. I was soon on all fours on the floor. "He's better than you," I was thinking without daring to say it out loud. I was imagining a real stud of a man rogering me; making me really come hard against every thrust. Then that dog let me have it and I was wet all over from myself and the dog and he was licking it all up. Then my husband took a turn and I had to pretend again. That dog wasn't tired and went at me for fuck number three that night...which was the best I'd had--no compliments to my husband who was lying there watching and calling me a "bitch-in-heat." One thing. I slept good that night.

He was off to work the next morning. I washed and vaccuumed and put on the telly and the dog was asleep. I stared at him there on the living room rug. Dog's sure love to sleep. I went to my bedroom and brushed my hair; looking in the mirror and wondering what kind of woman I was...I brushed and thought of the night before thinking about it with every stroke; feeling my resentment and how to get even; cucumbers and carrots for salad that night and feelings about that damned dog fucking me. I was getting wet again just watching myself. I dropped the brush, stepped out of my housecoat and put on my nighty.

Resentment, hell! I was going to seduce that dog and have a real fuck without my husband knowing. I was going to get even and enjoy it for once. I had no idea how bad I would feel. My nighty came to my waist and I went to the couch and called for the dog. Nothing doing. No interest. I got some dog food and anointed my pussy. Still nothing from my canine lover. I kneeled down and put some food on his nose which he licked. I put some more food on my finger and he licked that. I put some on my fanny and he took the hint and started licking the food. I put some more. He got a taste of me and his ears lifted.

I watched as just the tip of his dick came out of its little pouch and then more of the dick. It was very long and stiff and dripping. I was scared. I hadn't seen it while on all fours. It was a funny dripping thing. I wasn't sure now but the dog was getting frantic for my taste and that tongue was hot on me. I couldn't stop either and opened my legs wider. My husband would be pissed if he knew. It made me feel warm deep inside. I felt his hairy legs at my waist. He wanted fucking. Me, too. I edged my butt toward him and felt his dick poking around trying to find my hole.

God it was a funny thing. Made my hand wet. I'd clean the cucumbers with my hands later on for a really good salad. Right now I guided his dick against my lips. I was ready for that dog to make me come again, like last night. I jolted on the couch as it found me. It hurt going in but the dog had to have me now. His tongue was at my neck and his legs and dick were jumping around. I got off the couch and on to my hands and knees. It was easier for him that way. He pushed and pushed and fucked me hard. I leaned down a little, opening myself. It really hurt now but in a good way.

I felt the tip of his dick---deep. And again and now he had me locked into him. I was his bitch. He owned my cunt. My lips were spread and hurting and then I let loose. I was an animal. He was grunting and so was I. I couldn't help coming. Not like last night, under control. I lost control and wanted fucking. He gave me everything I wanted. Right there on the floor. I couldn't stop it. It worked me up. We were an instrument. A single knotted machine, responding to each thrust of that piston, churning every part of me into a frenzy of "oohs" and more "oohs." Real ones.

It was my ultimate in getting even. There on the floor, next to the couch where my husband and I would sit. I let that dog fuck my cunt making me come and come, spending on that glorious dog dick until he was done. I sure was done. His knot eventually calmed and left me there, wide spread, exhausted on the floor.

"Hi! Have a nice day?" I looked at my husband and smiled, cutting the cucumber for his salad. I was still hot and wet as I had been all that day.

Aunt Joyce gets a big surprise

sugaray on Animal Stories

As you will recall, I had seduced my favorite aunt into allowing me to fuck her.  In the first story I seduced my aunt joyce ,who at the time, was 58 years old.  She surely didn't look like she was 58 years old; especially with her huge chest that didn't convey any sagging at all, and her fabulous round butt of hers.  To me, her body was made for pure fucking and I was going to be the young nephew that tried that theory out.

As it turned out, after I got her in bed with me, she became obsessed with my dick and was wanting it in her all the time.  You have to remember that she had gone several years without any sex, so when she felt the experience of my large cock inside her, she about went wild- it felt

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so good to her waiting pussy.  After the first time, we began fucking like dogs- having sex anywhere we wanted to- whether on the sofa or in the car or in our bedroom.

During this time, aunt Joyce was staying with my Mom, so in order to have everything out in the open, we made it  so that my Mom knew about us.  I could tell that Mom wasn't too thrilled about hearing us upstairs fucking to our hearts delight.  In fact, a couple of times, Mom became so horny that she joined in.  Considering that, then Mom had no right to criticize us for our own infidelities.

The reason that I'm writing this segment concerns what transpired during the last month.  Me and Aunt Joyce were upstairs fucking each other's brains out.  Another aspect of our love-making consisted of the gutteral screams that came from Aunt Joyce as she was enjoying her massive orgasm.  She would simply let loose and start wailing about how good my big cock felt inside her juice-soaked pussy.  There were times when Mom (from downstairs) would yell and tell her to try and keep it down.

When we had just finished our fuck session, we both laid naked on our backs, on the bed exhausted.  As we were laying there, Pounder ran into our room, whining, as if he wanted to get up on the bed.

Let me explain the deal with Pounder.  Pounder was our next door neighbor's black Lab that we were babysitting for a couple of weeks while they were on vacation.  Pounder was an in and out dog that was easy to take care of.  Most of the time, he was outside, but when he was hungry or thirsty, he would come back inside.  We had a screen door that he could nudge open which enabled him to come in or stay out.

Aunt Joyce and I got up and took a shower and then went downstairs (in our robes) to watch TV.  While we were sitting there, Pounder came over to Joyce and began sniffing her crotch, to which she told him to get lost.  After about 30 minutes, Pounder came back in and went straight to Joyce and stuck his wet nose under her robe to her crotch.  Again, she hollered for him to stop, and she pushed him away.  Pounder, then nudged the screen door open and went outside.

Later that night, Aunt Joyce and I had just finished another episode of fucking.  We both were so exhausted that we just laid there, looking up at the ceiling.  Again Pounder trotted in and stopped at the edge of the bed.  There, spilling out of her wet pussy, was a rivulet of my cum.  Suddenly, Pounder jumped up on the bed and began lapping up the juice coming out of her pussy.  He was lapping Aunt Joyce's pussy so fast that it took her breath.  Finally, she got her voice to where she could speak and she hollered at him to leave- and then smacked him on the head.

Stunned from the pop on the head, Pounder retreated and ran out of the room.  I began laughing at the situation, but Aunt Joyce didn't think it was so funny.  "I think he would have fucked me if I would allow him to," Aunt Joyce spoke up.

"Have you seen his cock?  While he was licking your pussy, it must have swelled out to 10 inches and very thick around, " I replied.

"If that is the case, then he would kill a woman with that thing of his." She added.

"I'll bet that you've never taken a cock that big." I asked her.

"Well, that is sick!!!I'm never going to allow a damn dog to stick his prick into me, so you won't have to worry about that," Aunt Joyce replied.

During the rest of the night, we discussed that subject no more.  But, I began rolling over the idea in my mind.  What a  kick that would be- to see Aunt Joyce getting fucked by Pounder.  As I was contemplating this   possibility, I realized that my cock was as hard as a steele rod, so to keep my sanity  I had to come up with some plan to get this to happen.  I slowly dozed off into sleep.

The next morning arrived as I felt   warm, wet lips around my thick member.  As I raised up, there was Aunt Joyce on her knees with her ripe mouth slowly sucking on my throbbing cock.  Boy, did she know how to suck cock.  It wasn't long before I shot my load of cum down her waiting throat.  She smiled as she saw me watching the sperm cascading across her wet and shiny lips.

We both laid there until I could get my big boy up, which took about 15 minutes.  As my cock began springing to life and elongating itself to a full 8  or 9 inches (but who is counting), I   moved my hands down to her honey pot, which at this time, was already wet.  I moved her to where she was on her knees (doggie style) and I inserted my cock slowly into her slick cunt.  I moved in and out and then faster and faster.  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Pounder run in, to whom Aunt Joyce could not see, because she was facing the other way.  Then it HIT ME!!!  As I continued my assault on her cunt, I patted my leg to give Pounder the OK to get up on the bed.  Suddenly, like a cobra, Pounder leaped upon the bed and as I quickly moved out of the way,he lunged right in.  Aunt Joyce noticed that something was not right- but it was too late for her.

Pounder began humping Aunt Joyce like she was his bitch- and when he hit pay dirt, it was all over.  Just as soon as he hit her pussy with his monstrous cock, she began screaming, "OOOHHH  FFFUUUCCKKKK!!!  He's killing me with that monster of his.  He's killing me!!!  He's tearing me apart."

Even with Aunt Joyce still screaming, Pounder continued fucking the shit out of her pussy.  Then you could tell that something was changing, because she began to moan and    making low gutteral noises, and then saying things like, "OH yeah, baby.  I love your big cock."  She had been transformed from a victim of rape to a dog's bitch that loved a dog's cock.

"GOODD  GGGOODD!!!  What a dick, he has.  I feel every vein and every knot on his big cock and they rub against the walls of my wet cunt.   His cock is getting very hot!!  I think he is about to shoot his cum into my womb.  Shoot it inside of me, you big dicked rascal."

Then it happened- both Aunt Joyce and Pounder shot their wads at the same time, as Aunt Joyce screamed a scream unlike any I had ever heard.   Pounder must have had a quart of his cum that he shot into her soaked pussy.  It began to run out of her cunt and trickle down her legs.  When Pounder finished, he ran out of the room, as Aunt Joyce, lay there exhausted- but with a satisfied look on her face.

"Do you think you can beat that" she asked me? 

"Don't tell me that I've lost out to a fucking dog" I asked back?

She simply smiled as she reached down and began rubbing her swollen pussy...........

Lydia's Discovery

katiestriapach on Animal Stories

As quietly as she could, Lydia crept across the hallway and listened at her parents’ bedroom door. It was only after they went to bed that she dared to go online to look up the things she really wanted to. Satisfied that they were sound asleep, she hurried back to her room and closed the door, sliding into her desk chair and bringing up the site that her friend had written down the address for, along with a username and password. Nervously, she typed them in, as if her mere presence on the site might set off an alarm. She sighed in relief as she was allowed entrance.

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The site indeed listed downloads for video clips of all kinds of things. She downloaded a few. First, a man and woman, barely more than she’d seen in racy movies. Then, two black men with a blonde woman, a cock each in her pussy and ass. Lydia squirmed in her chair, feeling tingles growing in her own pussy. The next she watched was a woman giving a blowjob, her throat bulging as a long, thick cock was forced down it. Feeling brave, she downloaded a bondage clip and watched as a woman with her wrists and ankles strapped wide to bars had her pussy whipped with a riding crop. Unable to stand it any longer, she slipped one hand into her panties and dipped a finger into the bit of wetness there, swirling it over her clit. She froze as another clip caught her eye. ‘Dog fucks woman’ it was entitled. She clicked it. Her eyes went wide. She felt her pussy grow slick almost immediately. A large golden Labrador was mounting the woman, its cock bright red and stabbing at her. The woman groaned loudly as the cock slid into her. Lydia’s fingers were covered with wetness, as were the insides of her thighs. It took only seconds for her to come. She was shocked at herself. ‘Anyone who enjoys animals having sex with humans is sick!’ she thought. She changed her panties and went to bed.

The next morning, after her parents had left for work, she sat down at her computer again and went back to the site. With only a few minutes before the bus would arrive, she went to the profile of the man who had posted the clip she came to the night before. To her shock, he lived just a half dozen streets away from her. There was no picture, but there was his screen name- Jamie- and a note asking for women interested in bestiality to contact him. She sent him a message, asking if he knew the woman in the video, then grabbed her backpack and hurried out the front door. She was so excited when she got home, she didn’t even care to check if her mother’s carpool had dropped her off. She went back to the site and found a message from the man:

“I more than know her. She visits my dog (the one in the video) once a week. You should visit us sometime.”

Lydia chewed at her bottom lip, wondering if she actually could. After daring herself for ten minutes, she messaged back:

“I’d love to. What’s your address?”

Not five minutes later, she received a reply:

“My house is at the corner of Fourth and Pine. You can come by anytime between 12pm and 3am. I look forward to meeting you.”

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She was nervous, and not just about going to the stranger’s house. Lydia was skipping half her school day to pay this visit. She wasn’t the type of student to skip school. Hell, she’d never made anything less than A’s, and her parents never let her forget it. She just hoped that her teachers would overlook her absence this one time.

The house was painted pale blue and had navy blue shutters. She approached, shaking a little, and knocked on the door. Just as she had lost her nerve and took a step backward to hurry away, the door opened.

A woman with long waves of dark brown hair stood there. She looked Lydia up and down, raising an eyebrow. “You the one I spoke with last night?”

“Y- yes.” Lydia swallowed hard, then narrowed her eyes. “Jamie?”

“You thought I was a man.”

“Well, yeah.”

The woman waved her inside. Lydia stepped in and followed Jamie, hovering near the sofa as the taller woman sat down, one leg gracefully sliding over the other to cross them.

“People usually do. They couldn’t imagine that a woman would enjoy watching other women get fucked by a dog.”

Lydia laughed, betraying her nervousness again. The woman had a hint of an accent that made her go warm inside.

“What’s your name?”

“Lydia Merchant.”

“Jamie Sandifer.” She held out a slender hand. Lydia took it in greeting. “I’m assuming you’re eighteen.”

Lydia blushed and looked down, her shoulder-length red hair falling across her face. “Um...”

“You’re eighteen.” Jamie raised her eyebrow again, willing the girl to catch her drift.


“Good. You can have a seat, you know.”

Lydia put her backpack down and sat down on the middle cushion, a good foot and a half away from Jamie.

“Why did you come here?”

“I don’t know... I guess I was just curious.”

“Do you want to experience it.”

Her eyes went wide. “No! Er, I mean, I don’t think so. I just- I’ve never done anything like that, and I’d be afraid he'd-”

“Ah. And here I thought you were extinct.”


“The virgin?”

Lydia blushed deeply and looked down.

“You want to be taught?” Jamie asked, leaning forward to look at Lydia’s face past the satin curtain of hair.


“About sex. About everything about sex.”

Lydia smiled, taking in the offer. It didn’t sound dangerous. “Yes.”

“Hmm.” Jamie moved, closing the distance between them and resting a hand on Lydia’s bare knee.

“What is it?”

“But I won’t deflower a virgin.”

Lydia’s face fell.

“You’re open to lesbian relationships, then?”

“Yeah. Sure. My best friend is bi. Oh, you mean for me? I guess... I guess I could try.”

“Come back tomorrow. Make sure you aren’t a virgin, if possible. And bring me proof. If you can’t get yourself fucked on your own by then, I’ll just work around it until you do.”

Jamie stood and strode to the door. Lydia picked up her backpack and followed. “What kind of proof?”

“I’ll know just by looking at your pussy, but you can let him come in you, all the same. It can't hurt to practice beforehand.” She virtually pushed the girl out her door. “See you tomorrow.”

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Lydia looked around the campus at morning break. There weren’t many guys in her school she'd want to sleep with. Most just plain disgusted her. There was one, though... He’d been trying to get her to let him fuck her for a year and a half, now. Before, she wouldn’t have lowered herself to such a thing. But now? She just wanted to get rid of her virginity so that Jamie would ‘teach’ her. She located him in a group a few yards to her left. Just before the bell rang, he met her eyes. She grinned at him.

She was jerked out of the thick stream of students by a rather big hand. “Hey, Lyds.” He smirked and pulled her close to him to keep her to the side.

“Jason. Hey.” She plastered on a sweet smile. “I’ve been thinking.”

“Oh, really?” He ground his crotch against her.

“Yeah. About that.” She looked down. “Still want to?”

“Fuck yeah.”

“Um... Okay, meet me in the gym girls’ room at lunch.”

“Definitely. He reached up and roughly squeezed one of her breasts before stepping into the stream and disappearing inside.

She was more impatient than she’d ever been. She had decided that she would let Jason fuck her, then hurry to Jamie’s house immediately afterward. She would have to have some good excuses for her teachers, but it was worth it. Lunchtime finally rolled around. Lydia ran around the back of the gym to avoid being seen by wandering students, but when she got to the restroom, Jason had already arrived.

“How do you wanna do this?” He asked, the same smirk on his face.

“However you want.”

He pulled her over to the sink and turned her to face the mirror, taking his pants down quickly. He pushed her forward, to lean over the sink, and yanked down her skirt and panties at the same time. Lydia felt a twinge as he tried to thrust into her pussy the first time.

“Damn, you’re dry. I thought you wanted this?”

“I do. English class isn’t exactly conducive to wetness.” She gripped the sides of the slick white sink and tried to imagine things that would make her wet. She went through a dozen fantasies before remembering the video of the dog and woman. As soon as she imagined Jamie's Labrador humping at her own rear end, her pussy convulsed. Taking the opportunity, Jason slipped into the wet hole, ramming right past her hymen and in as far as he could go. Lydia gasped at the twinge of pain and kept imagining. The image of the dog in her mind made her move back against him, attempting to get some pleasure out of it.

Jason’s hands were set on her hips, fucking her as fast as he could. It took less than five minutes for him to come. He didn’t ask if she wanted him to pull out. He shot inside her, then rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit a couple of times before pulling his pants back up.

“Thanks.” He said, turning her around and kissing her, pushing his tongue awkwardly into her mouth just as quickly. He was gone by the time she got her skirt and panties pulled back up.

Lydia hurried out for her own reasons, walking as fast as she could without drawing attention.

She knocked on Jamie’s door and slid past her when it opened.

“Let me see.” Jamie demanded.

Lydia raised her skirt and pulled the crotch of her panties to the side, spreading open the lips of her pussy to reveal a dribble of blood-tinged come.

“Very good. Now, we can start. Go get cleaned up. Shower. The bathroom is the second door on the right.” She pointed down the hallway. “Then, I have a gift for you.”

She restrained herself from skipping to the bathroom. Lydia showered well, scrubbing her pussy and swirling a finger inside to try and get all the come out that she could. When she finished, she dried her hair with the hairdryer that hung on the wall. The heat left her cheeks pink. She wrapped a towel around herself and went back out.

“Lose the towel.” Jamie said immediately.

Lydia dropped it. Jamie walked around her as if appraising her body. She drew a hand across the paler girl’s asscheeks, then stopped behind her and cupped a hand over one of her breasts.

“Very nice. I accept you as my pupil.”

“How many pupils have you had?” Lydia asked shyly.

“Two others. The first was three years ago, the second a year and a half. They ‘graduated’, I suppose you could say. Turned out that I didn’t like them well enough to keep them.” Jamie smiled and stopped behind her again, this time sliding a hand down her body, over her stomach and abdomen, then spreading her fingers over the soft red down between Lydia’s thighs. “This will have to go. No pubic hair.”


Jamie circled back to her front and looked down into Lydia’s dark blue eyes. “As my pupil, you will obey me unquestioningly. You will belong to me until I tell you otherwise. Do you understand?”

“Yes... ma’am?”

“Just ‘yes’ will be fine.” She took a small pink box off the coffee table and handed it to Lydia.

Lydia opened it, peering inside. Taking the gift out didn’t answer her question. She uncoiled the narrow choker and looked back up at her new teacher.

“It is a collar. It stays on, no matter what. I am the only person allowed to remove it.”

Lydia nodded. Jamie took the black leather collar out of her hand and stepped behind her, buckling it and putting a tiny silver lock on it. “I will know if it has been tampered with. If I find that it has been, your tutelage ends immediately. Understand?”

Lydia nodded again.

“Oliver, heel!” Jamie called.

Lydia heard dogs’ claws on the tile. She jerked around to see the golden Labrador from the video standing happily in front of her.

“Oh, no, not yet, please! I can’t yet!”

“Don’t worry. You won’t yet be doing what led you here. Very soon, though. His cock really isn’t large for a Labrador, though. And he won’t be the only dog who mates you.” Jamie smiled. She commanded Oliver to sit and stay, then left the room. When she came back, she carried a wooden dining chair. She looked at Lydia. “You, sit.”

Lydia sat down and looked to Jamie again.

Jamie patted her thigh to call Oliver over. “Open your legs wide and put your hands flat on your thighs. Otherwise, don’t move unless I tell you.”

Lydia did as she was told. Oliver began to lick at her pussy, his tongue delving into the slit only a bit at first. Jamie pulled her forward and opened her legs wider, so that the dog could access further inside. Lydia’s legs, as well as the rest of her, trembled. Her breath came in faster gasps as Oliver’s tongue licked deeper and his nose nudged harder and harder at her swollen clit. Suddenly, she came. She struggled to stay still, but failed. She gripped the sides of her seat, throwing her head back and only barely stopping herself from screaming as her pussy flooded the dog’s tongue with come.

As soon as the last wave of orgasm had gone, Jamie jerked her up out of the chair and sat down in it herself, pulling Lydia face down over her lap.

“You will learn to stay still when I tell you to. When you can’t, you’ll be punished.”

Jamie struck Lydia’s bottom with her hand, giving it a hard, sharp blow. Lydia squeaked in shock and instinctively put a hand back to protect herself. Jamie took it and held both wrists in one of her hands, continuing. She spanked Lydia hard, coloring the girl’s bottom with bright red handprints until she approached twenty strikes. Lydia began crying at the twelfth. Just as Jamie gave her the last one, Lydia lost control and pissed herself. It wasn’t much, but it was enough for Jamie to know what she’d done. Jamie pushed one of Lydia’s legs off her lap and gave her bared pussy five equally hard strikes, then plopped her hard onto the floor, where the girl cried in hiccups until she had calmed enough to cry quietly.

“This is your punishment for this once. Pussy spanking is something I usually use for pleasure, but only this once, it was to punish. Go home. Be back at six tomorrow evening. Don’t forget to shave.”

Lydia watched Jamie stride from the room. She was afraid that she'd ruined her chance at being the woman's pupil, and surprised when she was told to come back. After washing her face at the kitchen sink, she put her clothes on and reluctantly left.

* * * * *

Lydia had hurried home after school to shower and prepare for her teacher this evening. She had vaguely entertained thoughts about not going back, after what Jamie had done to her the previous session, but she knew she would have to return. The rub of the new collar around her neck was a reminder that she belonged to the older woman, now. In the shower, she had shaved the soft curls from her pussy’s mound, then massaged some of her mother’s lavender-scented body lotion into the area. She put on a pair of jeans and a baby blue t-shirt before walking over.

As soon as she was in the door, she shed her clothes and stood naked, waiting for inspection.

Jamie ran her fingers over the smooth pussy, opening the lips and checking to make sure that her pupil had done a good job. She smiled and patted Lydia’s bottom gently. “Good girl. Follow me.”

Lydia followed her to the bedroom. The room was simple, but elegant. A four-poster bed clothed in white sheets and blanket, a hope chest at the foot of the bed, and an armoire just across from it. A picture window was covered with heavy white curtains, and a chest of drawers sat askew in one corner. Jamie turned on the overhead light and crossed to the drawers, pulling out three dildos of varying lengths and thickness.

“Have you ever given a blowjob?”

Lydia smiled and turned pink. “Once. Sort of.”

“Deep throated?”

“No... I just... sort of... sucked on the head.”

“You’re going to learn. Get down on your knees, look up at me, and open your mouth.”

She obeyed. Jamie took the thinnest dildo and began working it in and out of the girl’s mouth, pushing it deeper every once in a while. When it got to the back of her throat, she gasped and gagged, pulling away.

“Relax your throat. Don’t try swallowing. Act as if you’re going to take an easy breath of air.”

Lydia did as she was told. Jamie pushed the silicone cock down the redhead’s throat and pulled it out. She continued, leaving it in for a few more seconds each time.

Jamie smiled. “Very good girl. I think we can skip the next one and go all the way to the goal.” She picked up the thickest and worked it in and out of Lydia’s mouth, then shoved it down her throat all at once. Lydia’s eyes watered, but she did what Jamie had told her. Jamie caressed the bulge that the fake cock forced her student’s throat to stretch into, kissing it and licking up her jawline as she worked the dildo in and out of her throat with one hand. Finally, she removed it.

“Oh yes... You are my very good girl.” She closed her mouth over Lydia’s, kissing her deeply. When she pulled away, she commanded the breathless girl again, “Turn around and get onto your hands and knees.”

Jamie took the saliva-coated end of the dildo and ran it up and down Lydia’s already wet pussy.

“I don’t know if I can take something that big...”

“Oh, you can. You will.” She pinched Lydia’s clit between one thumb and forefinger, rolling it between them as she began working the tip of the thick dildo gently in and out of her slickened pussy. Lydia grunted and whimpered as it was worked into her a half inch at a time, feeling herself stretch around it. Jamie kept pushing it until she felt resistance- the girl’s cervix. She pulled the dildo out and figured that the girl could take a good eight inches of cock. Perfect, for her Labrador. She’d enjoy watching other, larger dogs mate Lydia, though, and that was her ultimate goal, for the time being.

When she’d finished training the girl’s cunt to the large dildo, she had her turn onto her back. She wrapped her lips around Lydia’s clit, teasing it with her teeth and sucking at it until the girl came.

“I want you to see what you’ll be doing the next time you visit.” Jamie grinned and whistled for Oliver. Lydia sat up as Jamie quickly took her black slacks off and got onto her hands and knees.

Oliver knew just what he was to do. He mounted Jamie, humping his sheath at her exposed pussy until the shiny pink cock emerged. Lydia watched, wide-eyed, as Jamie grunted with the dog’s thrusts. His knot swelled, and it quickly disappeared into Jamie, locking them together. She watched Jamie orgasm once, then crawled around in front of her, sitting down and kissing her. Jamie grabbed a fistful of Lydia’s hair and kissed her back, hungrier. She dropped the hand between the girl’s legs and pushed three fingers into her as she sucked at Lydia’s tongue. Lydia came once more.

“You can go now.” Jamie told her. “Same time on Monday.”

“Why Monday?”

“I have to go out of town for a couple of days. You'll be here at six on Monday evening.”

Lydia stood and started to go to retrieve her clothes. “Are you sure you want me to leave you like that?” She motioned to the dog, with its knot still stuck inside her.

“Positive.” Jamie winked. “I’ll be just fine.”

* * * * *

“Lydia?” Her mother called as soon as she had stepped in the front door.

She could feel the wetness that had leaked from her pussy. It was still slick between her legs. “Yeah, Mom?”

“You’re home awfully late.”

“Sorry. I was at a friend’s house.” She walked into the living room, where her parents sat watching television.

“Come here.” Her mother narrowed her eyes at her. “I don’t like that necklace.”

Lydia sighed and rolled her eyes. “I like it. Everybody’s wearing them.”

“It looks silly.” Her father agreed

"Well, I like it." Lydia stuck her tongue out quickly before grinning at them and hurrying up the stairs to her bathroom, to clean up.

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A Christmas to Remember

EquusMaxx on Animal Stories

Chapter One
  This story begins last December at my home in the Colorado mountains, where I was just finishing testing the new security and surveillance system. We had a mare about to foal, and I had installed extra surveillance cameras so that I could check on her condition frequently without having to bundle-up and drudge through the snow several times nightly.
  It was just before dark, and I was about to go feed the horses when I heard the doorbell ring. I opened the door, and to my amazement and delight, Nikki, my adopted daughter, and a strawberry-blonde female friend stood huddled closely together as they tried to hide from the biting cold air. I quickly ushered them inside.
"What are you two doing

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up here?" I asked as I took their suitcases.
Nikki giggled as she took her jacket off. "We're on Christmas break, Jack".
She had always called me "Jack". All of my friends always have. Nikki knew she was adopted. She had always called me Jack, and I never had a problem with it. To me her way of keeping her individuality intact.
Realizing my impoliteness, I turned to take her friend's jacket.
"What were you working on?" Nikki asked. "We rang the doorbell twice".
"Sorry about that" I said, as I turned and placed her coat into the closet, "I was testing some additions I made to the surveillance system".
"Again?", she asked. "You're always adding more to that thing. What now?"
"Come and see" I said.
Nikki and Lydia followed me into my bedroom where the glow of the computer screen showed areas of every room in the house, the entry, the sides and back of the home exterior, and of the views from the new cameras in the stables.
"They're all easily controlled by a joystick, plus they're all color, and I can zoom in and out." I said.
Why the stables?" Nikki queried.
"Because we have a mare that will be giving birth soon." I answered.
"Baby horses? That is so cool!" Lydia said.
"It also keeps me from having to freeze myself at night to check on them" I said.
"Speaking of cool..." Nikki said as she turned and walked out of my room towards the fireplace to warm up.
I couldn't help but stare at her as she walked. Nikki is a petite and curvaceous young lady of oriental-american birth. She stands about 5'1" and weighs in at about 110lbs soaking wet.
We had adopted Nikki through an overseas agency after we had learned that we wouldn't be able to have kids on our own. Nikki was everything we had ever dreamed of. She was very intelligent, with straight, raven-black hair that fell to just above her tiny waist.
Her face was angelic, with steely blue eyes that could pierce your heart.
As she turned around to warm her shapely derierre by the fireside, her tiny nipples stood out firmly against her blouse, making her perfectly-shaped 36-C's look enormous.
I turned away. She was a knock-out, but she was also my adopted daughter.
Humpy stood up and wagged his tail as Nikki patted him on the head.
"Did you forget what today is, Jack?", Nikki asked in a teasing tone.
I looked at my watch. It was December 24th...Christmas Eve.
Obviously embarassed, I stammered, "Uhh...yeah."
I'd completely lost track of time since my wife was killed in an automobile accident several months ago. She had went down the mountain to pick up our dogs from the local vet. Tricia (my wife), and Tasha (our female dog) had both been killed instantly. The only survivor of the accident was Humpy; Nikki's 5 year old "puppy". Humpy is actually a big, loveable mixed breed. He looks like a Golden Retriever, except that he's about 130 lbs. He survived the accident with little more than bruises and scrapes. Funny how that happens sometimes.
When we let Nikki pick out the pup she wanted from a neighboring farm Nikki didn't name Humpy at first. She couldn't decide on a name until she found one that fit. She finally decided that "Humpy" fit him perfectly because ever since he was old enough to walk he'd hump anything- the table, your leg, whatever. I don't think our cat will ever be the same. Animate or inanimate, Humpy would wrap his paws tightly around it and give it heck. When Nikki told us the name she'd decided on she didn't need to tell us why... all my wife and I could do was laugh.
  We picked up our female- Tasha, from the local animal shelter just a few months earlier to breed with Humpy. She was another beautiful golden lab, and we'd hoped to have some pups when Nikki returned home from college for Christmas break. Tasha was pregnant, and Trish had been getting her checked out at the vet. When Trish left to return home, the police speculated that she never even saw the semi that slammed into the SUV.
The workload since then had overwhelmed me so much that I'd completely spaced everything.
Humpy is mainly an indoor pet, and he had dealt with the loss of his mate in his own way. These days he stayed by my side faithfully everywhere I went. We each somehow knew what the other was going through.
Nikki spoke and brought me out of my thoughts and back to the present,
"I didn't think you'd mind me bringing a friend by to help cook you some dinner for Christmas Eve".
Humpy didn't want to be ignored. He lifted his head, nudging Nikki in the crotch so hard that she lost her balance and almost fell down.
Nikki laughed, bent over, and stroked Humpy's long, silky fur.
"Hey, us old bachelors...Humpy and I...we'd love to have both of you beauties here" I said.
Nikki and Lydia both smiled.
"Where's your boyfriend?" I asked Nikki.
"He's history" Nikki said. "He wanted what I wouldn't give him".
 She didn't offer any further explanations, so I didn't pursue it.
Nikki changed the subject quickly, "Jack, meet Lydia" she said.
Lydia, the pale-skinned strawberry blonde had removed her coat and was waiting politely for me to take it from her.
At 5'-4" Lydia was a little bigger than many aspects, but she was still probably only about 135lbs at the most.
I tried to lock my eyes onto Lydia's eyes, but it was extremely difficult. Lydia was stacked with a set of large D-cups barely hidden inside a tight-clinging, low v-neck sweater.
It had been months since I'd even looked at a woman sexually. Since my wife's death, I had immersed myself in work to forget everything, especially the pain and the loss.
I caught myself staring, looked up, and gazed deeply into Lydia's eyes. They glowed a sparkling green that was stunning. She smiled an impish grin that not only implied that she knew exactly what I'd been looking at, but there was also a hint of approval and appreciation. Lydia's gaze reminded me of the sultry look in Trish's eyes when she was very horny.
As I hung Lydia's coat in the closet, I forced the thought away, remembering that this young lady was half my age... but my cock couldn't forget.
It'd been months and my cock was hungry for sex. Hot sex. Wild sex. Any sex.
Feeling my cock stir, and knowing that I was about to develop a growing lump in my pants, I quickly excused myself and exited the scene before I embarassed my daughter.
"Make yourselves at home" I said, "...and don't worry about food...I've already got enough cooking for all of us in the slow cooker".
Because of all of the work I'd buried my feelings in, I often made meals that would last me a day or so.
  Once outside, the snowy ground slid and crunched beneath my workboots, but the winter chill did little to cool down the firey-hot poker that kept growing and begging to be released from its cotton confinements.
Inside the heated shed, I fed and watered the horses, and did my best not to think about the two hot little hard-bodies relaxing inside my home.
That didn't work very well, so I decided to take more extreme measures.
When I walked back into the house the guest shower was steamed up, and I heard the girls talking and giggling in front of the fireplace. I surmised that the girls had taken some relaxing, hot showers.
I slipped unnoticed into the Master bedroom and showered with icy cold water. My aching cock ran and hid in fear of the freezing fluid.
Convinced that I had quieted him down for a while, I donned some briefs, my loungers, a soft cotton shirt, and my favorite robe which Nikki had sent me through the mail as a birthday gift while she was away at college. The robe was made from red silk with black trim, and had a gold oriental dragon design embroidered into it.
When I entered the Dining room, I was quite surprised to see the table set with our best china, some of our finest wine, and candles. Nikki and Lydia were adorned in their own silky oriental robes. From the lacy top under Nikki's robe, I knew she was wearing a nightie underneath.
I also immediately saw what the girls had been giggling about. Humpy was licking and kissing Nikki all over, and nipping and pulling at her long hair as Nikki rolled, laughing on the large, plush floor spread. "Same old playful dog" Nikki laughed.
She rolled over and onto her knees, and as she went to get up off the floor, suddenly Humpy jumped up and mounted her, quickly wrapping his paws around her waist. It was then that I noticed the red tip of Humpy's doggie meat quickly inching its way out of it's furry covering.
I had to act quickly. Humpy is not only horny, he's also strong and pretty darn fast at finding the mark.
I leapt to Nikki's aid and quickly grabbed Humpy's collar, one of his forelegs, and pulled him off of her.
"Humpy, sit!" I commanded him. He obeyed, but his demeanor showed his pent-up sexual frustration.
Nikki stood up quickly; a look of shocked surprize on her face.
I turned to apologize to Lydia for the horny dog's actions, expecting to see a look of embarrassment or shock.
To my surprise, what I saw on Lydia's face was a look that revealed raw sexual hunger.
I followed her gaze to see what she was looking at; it was Humpy's semi-erect slick cock. Humpy was hung with a thick bone that was now hanging at half-mast, and about five inches long.
Lydia came out of her erotic trance and started laughing, then Nikki began laughing...and for the first time in months I laughed too.
Once again, there was laughter and love in our home.
It was good.

Chapter Two

Humpy laid on the floor in front of the fireplace, enjoying its warmth, as we finished our evening meal.
We were finishing up when Nikki poured us all another glass of wine from the decanter and said,
"A toast- To a future of love, laughter, and excitement!".
We tipped our wineglasses together; the crystal making a beautiful ring that seemed to resonate forever, then we downed the wine.
Sensing an end to the evening, we all left the table, loaded our dishes in the dishwasher, and turned it on. It hummed away, making a lullaby of watery sounds.
Lydia politely excused herself, "It's been a fun day, but it's late and I'm going to turn in for the night".
"There are plenty of blankets in the hall closet", I said. "Make sure you bundle up. It's supposed to get really cold tonight, and even with the fireplace going, it'll still get cold in here".
"Oh, I'm sure I won't get too cold" she smiled back. She walked between Nikki and I and kissed Nikki on the cheek, then to my pleasant surprise, she also kissed me softly on the cheek.
For a moment I wondered about her kissing Nikki. Was is just a "girl thing", or...?
And what about the kiss on my cheek? We were relative strangers, but suddenly I felt very close to her.
My cock twitched impatiently in my robe.
As Lydia turned and departed, I couldn't help but notice that the slit in her robe ran all the way up to her nice, round ass.
Her white skin glowed as she disappered into the darkness; her shapely legs sliding sexily in and out of the robe as she walked.
My cock was beginning to move, and I was powerless to stop it. I felt a bulge growing quickly in my boxers.
Realizing what I was doing, I turned and caught Nikki's eyes.
She'd seen me eyeing her friend. She knew me. She knew where my thoughts had been.
I didn't say a word, but rather put my head down, embarassed.
Nikki spoke softly, "It's okay Jack".
She walked over to me and wrapped her arms around me. She wanted to comfort me.
Here I was, a big, strong man weighing twice what little Nikki did, and yet as my emotions overwhelmend me I found myself sobbing gently in her arms. Tears ran down my face onto the top of her head, and Nikki pulled me tighter.
She was warm, she was sexy, and she felt good.
It was at that moment that I noticed that even though my cock was now facing downwards, it was also almost fully elongated. It was becoming hard, and very noticeable.
As I turned to move away instinctively, my movements seemed slow.
I didn't want to move away.
As I backed away, Nikki let her arms drop away from my body, her fingers gently ran over my cock.
Did she do that intentionally, or was I just ultra-sensitive because I was so horny?
I turned and walked to the fridge hurriedly, opening the door, hoping that the cold air would make my erection subside quickly.
"I'm going to have some ice cream before turning in" I said.
Nikki bit on the tip of her long painted figernail and gave me a sensual grin. "Ice cream? On a cold night like this Jack?"
Her voice implied that she knew something was "up".
Nikki knew exactly what was up. She had felt it.
"Ummm...yeah." I stammered, as I felt my cock receding from the cold.
"You might not want to have that on top of the wine" Nikki scolded.
"You're probably right" I said.
Nikki walked over and shut the fridge door.
She reached out and took both of my big hands, looked deep into my eyes and said, "Jack,  you are an exceptional man".
She looked down, and I leaned over to kiss her on the cheek. It was at that moment that I thought I saw her staring not down, but at the still swollen lump in my boxers.
"Good-night Baby" I said. Ihad to exit this scene quickly.
"Good-night Jack" Nikki returned softly; her voice a deep whisper.
She looked into my eyes and gave me a cute, alluringly sexual pout, then she kissed me on the cheek.
She turned and walked toward her room. I watched her walk down the hall and into her doorway, then she turned and blew me a kiss.
I was momentarily stunned. The "kiss" was what Trish had always given me when she turned in for the night...and was horny.
Did Nikki know that?
  I went to bed and fell asleep surprisingly easily. I was extremely tired, and the wine had warmed and relaxed me.
I dreamt about making love to Trish. It was beautiful. I wanted it to last forever.
I was awakened at around a quarter til midnight when I tried to roll over with a raging hard-on.
I couldn't go back to sleep, so I decided to put another log on the fire.
As I walked towards the fireplace, the lights were out in the girls rooms, but for a moment I thought I heard sounds.
I listened intently, and heard nothing else, so I passed it off as the wind. I washed my hands, and went back to bed.
My hard-on had subsided, and I gently fell back into a peaceful slumber.
I faintly remembered hearing the sound of snow gently falling against the window pane, and the old Grandfather clock tolling at the stroke of midnight.
My dreams returned to my lovely Trish. I slumbered deeply as she told me how much she loved me, and how badly she wanted to pleasure me. Instinctively, in my slumber, I reached in and pulled out my fully erect shaft. I slowly stroked it.
I heard something click in the background of my dream, as if far away. And then, another, softer click. The dream seemed more vividly colored now. Trish told me how beautiful my cock was. I felt her tongue lovingly tease the underside of my shaft. Then she went down on me, gently sucking my cock into her mouth. It all felt so wonderful, and so real. I felt like Trish had returned to my bedroom to make sweet love to me again.
It was at that moment that I heard Nikki gently calling my name, "Jack..." she said softly.
Sleepily, I opened my eyes and saw Nikki's gentle eyes gazing into mine, smoldering with sexual desire.
The sounds I'd heard in my dream were really in my bedroom.
Slowly returning to reality, I suddenly realized that I was still gripping my hard-on, and tried to cover it up.
It was also at that moment that I felt the cool air chill Nikki's saliva on my cock.
It had been Nikki talking to me, and loving my cock gently, not Trish, and the sensations I'd felt were real, not a dream.
Dazed and stunned, I gave Nikki a confused, questioning look, but before I could say anything Nikki kissed me on the lips and said "It's okay Jack", and gently moved my hands away from my cock.
Before I could object she put her finger to my lips to silence me, climbed onto the bed and straddled me in a sixty-nine. Within moments her warm lips engulfed my prick and her warm mouth began slowly and very purposefully bobbing up and down my shaft.
I hadn't had sex in months, and I gave up all restraint. It simply just felt too wonderful to resist.
I melted into the bed as she did her best to swallow my whole cock into her tiny mouth.
After several wonderful minutes of wonderfully delicious oral sex, Nikki stood and disrobed.
God, she was beautiful! I drank in the view of her shapely ass, and the scent of her tempting honey box that glistened with erotic dampness. I then pulled her forward by the waist and buried my tongue hungrily inside her.
She instantly began quivering delightfully, moaned softly, and brought her sex to meet my probing tongue. For the next few minutes she gently rocked back and forth, as I concentrated on her clit, swirling my tongue and flicking it across the tiny bud. Finally she could stand no more. She ground her crotch hard and fast against my face as her body shuddered violently with every wave of her orgasm, and to my pleasant surprise, tiny jets of Nikki's cream squirted into my mouth.
I'd never experienced a woman who squirted when she was cumming, and I was fascinated. The taste? It was like pure, sweet honey to my sex-starved mouth.
Nikki qickly changed positions, pulled her panties off in a flash, and unbuttoned her nightie to let her breasts swing freely. My eyes absorbed the ravishing beauty before me. From the neatly trimmed jet black bush, to her tiny nipples, Nikki was incredible!
I sat up, gently cupped her breasts and kissed her nipples as Nikki positioned herself above my throbbing shaft. As she slowly came down on my cock, she slid the slick lips of her sex back and forth over the head of my shaft. I could feel her hot moisture. Maybe it was the "taboo" of the whole thing, but she was totally turned on by the fact that she was about to fuck the man who had adopted her...and so was I!
 Nikki rotated her hips in a circular motion very quickly, and the head of my cock disappeared into her body.
"Ohhhh...God, yesssss!!!!" Nikki moaned in unbridled passion. "That  feels so incredible,'!!!"
She was so tight inside that I moaned with her in a unison of pleasure.
Slowly she rocked and rotated on my dick until she had taken his entire length inside her body.
I let her fuck me in this position slowly for the next half hour. She would bring me to the very edge of coming, then stop completely, until she felt my cock stop twitching completely, then she'd smile at me and start the delicious torture again. I held her tiny waist, which now had beads of sweat rolling from it. Her long hair was wet from the ride.
I gently pinched Nikki's tight nipples, and she responded my moaning softly and stopping for a moment. It was at that point that I felt her pussy twitching and clamping tighter around my rock-hard cock. I sucked on her nipples for a few moments as she slowly rotated her hips and ground her clit hard into my pubes. I couldn't take any more. Nikki felt my body tense up, and saw the contorted look of passion on my face.
"Oh yes Jack!!! Nikki moaned loudly as she started fucking my cock hard. She'd lean up quickly, pulling several inches out, and then slam all the way down to my pubes as hard as she could.
I thrust upwards with my hips and felt my cock swell as it shot the first load of cream deep inside Nikki.
Nikki gasped in response to the sudden swelling of my shaft, and the shot of cum.
I quickly rolled her onto her back and mercilessly pummeled her tiny pussy.
She bit her lower lip and shuddered violently as my cock continued to swell and jerk back and forth inside her.
Nikki's sex clamped tightly around mine as she rode into the waves of her own orgasm.
When both of our waves of joy had subsided, I kissed her gently on the nape of the neck for several minutes.
Tears of joy streamed down my face.
Holding my shoulders, Nikki rolled me onto my back without dislodging my shaft, and then she lay on top of me.
Nikki looked deeply into my eyes, "Merry Christmas, Jack" she said softly.
The burning fire within her eyes had been satisfed...for now.
Nikki laid her head down and kissed my chest softly. We breathed together as one for several minutes. The last thing I remembered hearing was the soft sound of Nikki breathing slowly in gentle slumber, and then I too fell asleep.

Chapter 3

When I awoke at my normal 3 a.m. to check on the horses, Nikki had rolled over and snuggled up beneath the blankets.
I felt a little awkward about what had happened last night. Instead of having to brave the cold, I walked over and turned on the monitor on my computer. The barn temperature was good. I panned the camera and saw that the mare was doing fine. She was probably still a week or so away from giving birth.
Seeing nothing unusual in the stables, I strolled to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of milk. I noticed that the light was still on in the guest room where Lydia was staying. The door was slightly open, and I thought I heard sounds. I was tempted to go peek in, but decided it would be wisest for me not to.
When I returned to my room, Nikki had awakened, wrapped a blanket around her body, and was sitting at my computer.
"Jack...come here" she giggled excitedly.
I noticed that Nikki had changed cameras and clicked the button to record.
The screen said "File Saved. Saving New File".
"What did you record?" I asked.
"I'll show you later" Nikki said, "Sit down and just watch what I'm recording now!"
I sat down, and Nikki removed the blanket and sat on my lap.
My cock stirred to life as she wrapped the blanket over us both.
The camera was recording the scene from the guest room where Lydia was lying on a blanket on the floor, legs spread wide, and eyes shut. Her panties were off and she had her nightie pulled up to her waist.
I turned the sound on low. The eight inch vibrator hummed rythmically as she worked it in and out at an ever-increasing pace. From the look on her face, she was nearing orgasm.
The scene was erotic. Feeling my erect shaft, Nikki leaned forward and guided my prick into her hot box.
She eased herself down slowly onto my cock until I was in to the hilt, then she leaned back and kissed me deeply.
There was a sound from the hallway, and Nikki and I looked back at the screen just in time to see Lydia quickly jerk the vibrator from inside her pussy and hide it beneath the blanket.
She held perfectly still, eyes shut. Obviously hoping that whoever entered would think she was asleep.
The door to the guest room opened slightly.
Nikki slowly began humping my shaft.
What happened next was wildly unexpected.
Humpy quickly entered the guest room and went straight for Lydia's crotch, lapping her crotch with his long tongue.
Lydia opened her eyes, surprized at the sensation, muffled a squeal of surprize, and looked as if she was going to kick at him or slap him as she raised her legs and arms quickly.
Suddenly she stopped, and looked around the room. No one else was there.
She gently pushed Humpy aside, then stood and walked to the doorway. She peeked out, and seeing nothing and no one else near the room, she stood for a few moments, obviouslt thinking about something very seriously.
Next, she slid the door shut slowly, and carefully, quietly locked the door from the inside.
Then she quickly scurried back over and laid down on the blanket.
You couldn't help but see her flushed color, and the wild, sexual grin on her face.
Lydia laid back on the blanket on her side and said, "Here Humpy...c'mere boy!"
Humpy stood.
'Cmere boy!" Lydia urged.
Humpy was only too obliged to return. He walked over and licked Lydia's face.
She kissed him on his snout and said, "Here boy, let's see if you like this...", then she offered him one of her swollen nipples. Humpy licked on her breasts and Lydia moaned, "That's it boy...good boy!"
After a few moments of this, Lydia lay back on the blanket.
Humpy licked on one nipple while Lydia closed her eyes and pinched the other.
Lydia moaned sofly.
This was fun, but not exactly what Humpy wanted. He left her side and walked between her legs.
Seeing what Humpy wanted, Lydia quickly placed all of the pillows and blankets she could find on the floor , and lay down with her ass and pussy lifted high to make it easier for Humpy to lick her.
Lydia bent her legs upwards as she felt Humpy's probing tongue begin lapping at her wetness.
She spread her legs wider and said, "Oh yes Humpy...lick me!"
Humpy did exactly that.
Lydia had been close to orgasm before, and within a minute or so, she gasped loudly as her first orgasm started.
Nikki humped me a little faster. Her juices flowed down my cock. She was obviously turned on as she watched her friend engaging in this forbidden taboo.
Lydia arched her back, grabbed the back of Humpy's head and pulled him hard into her pussy. For a moment I thought she might suffocate Humpy, as his snout disappeared completely, sinking deep into Lydia's sopping box.
She moaned loudly, her head thrashing from side-to-side as she pulled on his head, thrusting his snout in and out of her body like a cock.
She held his head and humped her hips wildly.
After what seemed like a minute, Humpy finally pulled free and panted for air.
Lydia lay limp, twitching and shaking in the afterglow of a monster orgasm.
Lydia's cum glistened on Humpy's snout, and he licked the sweet juices until they were gone.
Humpy then returned to licking Lydia. She seemed drained of energy as she rolled over onto her stomach.
"Lick all you want baby..." she said softly.
Humpy wasn't thinking of licking for long though. His bright red eight inch prick was stiff and he wanted pussy.
He stepped over her ass and wrapped his paws around her waist quickly.
Lydia started to get up, not sure if she was ready for this.
Humpy had already made the decision for her though.
He wanted pussy. Her pussy. Now.
Lydia thought of escaping and raised up on her arms and knees.
Humpy firmly grabbed her by the neck. His powerful jaws clamped down, and he growled low to let the bitch know who was in control now.
Without warning her further, Humpy made several fast, short jabs.
Perhaps she feared that he might hurt her, or jab his cock into her asshole...or maybe she just wanted it more than she thought, Lydia reached down and guided the long red cock into her pussy.
After she helped him find his mark, Humpy relaxed his grip on her neck slightly and thrust his cock in to the hilt all at once. Lydia let out a squeal.
Feeling her sex tighten around his cock, Humpy fucked hard and fast into Lydia's slippery pussy.
Within moments, Lydia was trying to meet his thrusts. She was enjoying being doggie-fucked!
Humpy had been banging her hard and fast for about five minutes when the next monster orgasm began wreaking her body.
Humpy pounded her as she arched her back and muttered loudly, "Oh fuck...oh fuck yeah baby...that's it! Give it all to me...and give it to me good..pound my pussy!"
She collapsed in a heap on the pillows as Humpy kept pounding at a furious pace. For several minutes, the large knot full of cum slammed hard against her pussy lips, then he pulled her tight against the knot, and the swollen knot slowly sank inside Lydia, locking his body to hers on the inside. The knot was bigger in diameter than the largest cock Lydia had ever taken, and she writhed in pleasure, humping furiously at the cum-filled intruder.
Nikki slammed her pussy onto my cock, her eyes glued to the on-screen erotica.
Humpy let out a howl, and Lydia's face contorted in waves of new orgasmic pleasure as the flood of Humpy's cum filled her pussy, then began trickling down her inner thighs.
The scene was just too hot. I held Nikki tightly as she and I exploded together.
We lay in the chair, sweating and satisfied for the next few minutes.
When Humpy stepped off of Lydia and walked out of the room, Nikki hit the "Save" button, and I carried her back to bed.

Chapter 4...may be cumming soon

***This is my first submission to this site. I hope you enjoy reading it, and look forward to hearing your feedback. There is much more in store for naughty Nikki, lovely Lydia and friends if this story generates some interest.

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            I was walking through the woods not a year ago, just behind my Uncle’s house. It was dark out, just after dusk, but I felt unafraid. I knew these woods, and there was nothing in them more threatening than a fox, so I continued down to my spot down by the creek where I go to when I want to think. Sometimes I’ll even sleep down there. I reached the flat rock that was buried flush with the ground right up on the creeks edge, and started building up a small fire with some sticks and fire wood that I kept down there. In no time at all there was a nice fire going,
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and me there roasting a hotdog. My life feels boring, nothing ever happens to me. I’m not particularly smart or athletic, though I am on the football team, and in the “harder” classes. Coming out here makes me different from other people; I’m unafraid of being alone in the dark where others would be.
                As the hotdog is starting to sizzle, I hear something. A twig snapped, and I think that it must be a raccoon or something like that, maybe even a deer if I’m lucky, so I stare into the shadows where I think the noise came from. For several moments, nothing happens, but as I take a bite out of my hotdog a light shines.
                Dam! I think. I hadn’t considered that it might be human, and I’m not supposed to be out this late. I start to get up, but stop as the light draws into the clearing of trees. My first thought is that it’s a horse, a horse so white that the moonlight reflects off of it like snow on a sunny day, but looking closer I realize that it has a horn. It’s a unicorn!
                “Please, sit down.” Says the unicorn, and although I didn’t see it move, save for the swish of it’s tail, the voice couldn’t have been anyone else.
                “Whoa, you just talked. A unicorn just talked to me.”
                “Yes, I am a unicorn, in fact I am one of the last. There are only five unicorns left, and they are all female, like me. I fear we will die out before too long.”
                “Well that’s horrible,” I say, taking a bite out of my hotdog. “I wish I could help you, but…”
                “Oh, but you can,” she says, eyes sparkling. “That is why I’m here tonight. I’ve been watching you, and I think you’re perfect.”
                I swallow the rest of my hotdog, using the time to think. I can see already where this is going, this imaginary creature is going to have me go on a quest or something, just like some sort of gay dungeons and dragons deal, and I’ll wake up next to my fire after having dozed off before I’m even halfway done doing whatever she asks me to do.
                “Sure,” I say. “What can I do to help you?”
                The unicorn looks away, as if it were suddenly shy, but then looks me in the eye.
                “I need you to become a unicorn. Believe me when I say this is a last resort, but if you’re willing to help, I will turn you into a unicorn, and you will breed with me. If you accept, there will be no turning back, and the process itself will be long.”
                I stare at her, trying to figure out if this is really a dream, she certainly looks real. Still, I suppose I must be dreaming, or hallucinating. What can the harm be? Besides, this might be sexy. I’ve only just started high school, and I haven’t been getting much action, so what’s the harm in some fantasy.
                “Ok…so if I accepted, how would I become a unicorn, what would happen.”
                “Well, magic users for centuries have used unicorn hair, horns, and blood in their magic, greatly increasing the potency of their power and potions. Many great and terrible things have been done through the use of unicorns, and as a result of the demand for unicorn the numbers of unicorns dropped from hunting. Still, no magic user has discovered this secrete. Unicorn milk also has great magic potential, and if drunk by a human, who is not yet fully grown, it will turn them into a unicorn. You must drink my milk every night, until what I have is not enough to fill you, for until then you will not truly be a unicorn. I do not know how long it will take, but I am lactating tonight, and, unless you help me, tonight only. You need not worry about being hunted yourself, for the males of our species resemble horses, and do not have the distinguishing horn. We shall protect you and take you to a safe place once the transformation is complete.”
                “Wait, so I’m your races only chance?”
                “It would appear so.”
                I look into the fire. “Well then I guess I have no choice then. What do I do.”
                She walks over to me, the clop of her hooves on the rock echoing through the woods.
                “You must drink, as the young of our species do.”
                I kneel down beside her, and examine her soft white underbelly. Indeed, there are two nipples under each of her rear legs. Reaching up in a sudden act of free will and carelessness I put my face against her fur, latched onto the nearest black nipple, and began sucking. Immediately gushes of hot, thick, and creamy milk start pulling out as I suck, now enormously hungry and thirsty. The unicorn sighs from relief as the pressure is released, but very quickly I start becoming full. It’s almost as if the milk had expanded in my stomach, and now rests like lead.
                “Very good, and thank you. My milk is very nutritious, so you may not have much of an appetite, even though you will be experiencing a great deal of growth, and I would ask that you not eat anything so as to save as much room as possible for tomorrow night. I will see you tomorrow, little one. Go back to bed.”
                “Ok…” I say, suddenly very drowsy from the warm, filling milk. I decide that I might as well sleep outside tonight, and I set my watch to wake me up early, so that I can slip into my bedroom before my uncle gets up.
                “Sweet dreams little one.”
                The next morning I wake up to the beeping of my watch. I had fallen asleep on the rock, up against the firewood.
                That was a heck of a dream, I think. Standing up, I brush myself off, and kick the ashes from the fire into the creek. Quickly, I sneak back into my room, and head into the hall to use the restroom. I pull down my pants to go number one, but very quickly find that I can’t find my penis. A thrill of panic runs through me, was that dream real? Did that unicorn turn me into a woman? I look down, and realize that my dick isn’t gone, to my relief, but rather hidden inside a sheath of skin with the head just barely sticking out. The head of my penis is huge, and from my time on the internet I realize it’s a horses penis. The area around my penis his covered in quarter inch long, thick brown hair, as well as the inside of my legs. My ball sac has become leathery and black, as well as my penis, and my balls themselves have practically doubled in size, now the size of large walnuts.
                Damn, I think. How am I gonna piss? The angle is all wrong, unless I wanted to arch it into the toilet. Maybe I can give myself a chubby, so I can have a little play to aim with. And so I start rubbing the head and thinking sexual thoughts. Almost immediately my new penis starts expanding and sliding out of it’s pouch, so I stop masturbating, and with a foot long flaccid cock I piss like a race horse into the toilet, literally.
                Shit, I think. That was definitely not a dream then, unless I’ve just gone crazy and I’m in a rubber room right now. I don’t think I’m crazy, so what am I gonna do? I sit down on the toilet seat. Well, I guess I go with it. She did say I was her only hope, and I made a deal. Besides, who’ll miss me? And what do I have to look forward to in life except a low paying job? Heck, like I said, this could be sexy, correct that, is sexy.
                I look down at my shrinking cock, and I get an idea. Might as well test the new system ,I think, since I might not have hands for long. Taking out the hand lotion from the cabinet, I squirt a large amount into my hands after setting aside a pile of unrolled toilet paper. Rubbing my hands together, I start massaging my member, and it immediately responds to me by extending more and more. I realize I made a miscalculation on how much lotion I’ll need, and fill my hands up with more. Very quickly I have a rock hard boner, and it has to be at least two and a half feet long, almost as thick as my wrist, and reaches up to my mouth. I can’t pass this opportunity up, so I wash off the top end of my dick in the tub, then start sucking it. The head is huge, I have to open up all the way to fit it in, and then I start massaging the shaft while sucking the end, licking the piss hole and the head, and trying to deep throat it, though the angle is all wrong for that. It’s definitely not a human cock, and looks a whole a lot different than my cock had before I met the unicorn, the head being bumpy instead of smooth, and my sheath that had been hiding most of my cock had extended out with it, connected to the middle of my dick, creating a two layer appearance.
                BANG BANG BANG. “Jake! You in there?” asks my uncle.
                I take my dick out of my mouth, “Yeah, just dropping a duce.”
                “Ok, I’ll use the other bathroom then.”
                I let out a sigh, wait a minute, then resume my attentions. After a while I feel myself about ready to cum, so I quickly stand up, still sucking and massaging, and then grab the wad of toilet paper.
                It’s all I can do to keep from yelling as an explosion of cum streams out and hits the toilet paper. The stream keeps going for a few seconds, running off the toilet paper and into the open toilet, then a second wave hits and fresh gust of cum fills the toilet. The toilet paper had been woefully inadequate for the amount of cum, but luckily I had held the wad over the toilet. I then get into the shower, after flushing what had seemed like a cup of cum down the toilet, and clean myself up including my new horse cock, which slowly retreats back into it’s sheath.
                Skipping breakfast,(I’m not hungry anyway), I head out to work. My new penis and balls, even though my penis has mostly retreated into my body and sheath, has made a large bulge, and since it’s anatomy forces it to aim upwards it appears that I have a hard on, so I had to un-tuck my shirt and fill my pockets with junk. I get to the local grocery store alright, and clock in for a long shift of selling and bagging groceries. I was doing fine until I started thinking about last night and this morning in the bathroom, and I start to get a boner.
                Oh no, I think, but my situation only makes me harder. I try to think about other things, but the presence of my new horse cock pressing up against my skin counteracts all my efforts. My dick, because it’s a horses dick, lays flat against my belly, and reaches higher up than my human one, so it's already past past my buckle as it is. The problem is, however, as it grows in size is starts to arch out, so I take the red tape that we use for marking items outside of the bags, pull out a long strip, and tape my penis to my chest. I repeat this two more times, and to anyone watching it only looks like I’m putting tape up my shirt and on my chest.  I lean forward a little too, to help disguise any bulge.
                Uh oh, I think, running out of shirt. And I really am. As my new huge penis is enlarging, its now working its way up my collar, and showing no sign of stopping. I turn off my light, indicating line closed, bag up the little old lady in line faster than I ever have bagged before, then I race off to the bathrooms. Just as I close the stall, my penis pokes out of the collar and keeps going, still not completely rigid.
                Dam, I don’t remember it being this big before. Could it still be growing? It finally levels off at about three feet, and is now just above my head.
                “I can help you with that.” Says a woman’s voice from outside my stall, and the stall door opens. Standing there is Jessica, a fellow employee that I’ve always thought was hot. “I had heard some things, but nothing like that,” she says, motioning to my swaying dick, obviously very turned on by it.
                “This is the men’s room, besides, what if someone comes in?”
                “Don’t worry, I told the manager that you looked like you had the flu, and I’m here to make sure you’re ok, but maybe not here? I won’t tell anyone about it if you come to my house, we can tell Tom that I’m driving you home. I need to have that cock in me.”
                “Sure.” I agree, eager. “But I need to get rid of this boner.”
                “Just think non-sexy thoughts, and hurry up please.”
                “Easy for you to say,” but I concentrate anyway, and after a minute my penis has shrunken enough to be hidden again when I bend over a little.
                At her house, her mom and dad are obviously away.
                “Yeah, they’re at work, and neither will be back for at least five more hours.” She says when I ask. “Now let's see that cock!” and she pulls my shirt off, and I step out of my pants. My cock has withered a little from the ride, but is still out of its sheath. I notice that my balls too have become substantially larger.
                “Omigod, it’s just like a horse’s.”
                “Yeah, tell me about it.” I reply, but am cut short as she grabs it and puts it in her mouth. She has obviously done this before, if not for this large a cock, and I’m back to full mast once more. I have to lay down for her to keep at it, and right before she stops she sucks my dick into her mouth, taking me deep down into her throat.
                “Now me,” she orders, “but don’t let me cum, not yet.” I get down and start teasing her cunt. I find that it’s already hot, the lips have puffed up and spread apart slightly, and a small dribble of cum is leaking out. I tease her a little at first, flicking my tongue across her folds, then go for gold, digging out her clit from beneath her hood, and swirling my tongue around it. Immediately her back arches, pressing her snatch into my face, and she cries out from the sudden over stimulation of her little love button.
            “If you liked that, you’d love this.” I say, in between sliding my tongue up  and down her slit and licking her clit. I begin multitasking while still keeping at her clit, with her jerking and rubbing her nipples, and I slip a finger into her vagina, then two fingers. Dam, she’s tighter than a virgin, I think, but am still able to spread my two fingers apart inside her, straining my hand with the tension, and begin steadily massaging the wall of her vagina that’s right against her belly, pressing and rubbing against the lesser know bump that is the g-spot. She screams in pleasure, unable to contain herself, and thrusts her pelvis in the air with a humping motion, trying to trigger the overwhelming need to cum, and cum hard, but right then I stop, leaving her writhing on her mattress in a frightening amount of frustration.
            She reaches up and grabs me forcibly by the shoulders, digging her nails into me, and pulls me on top of her, my mammoth cock pressing against her hot skin and in between her breasts.
            “Why! Why’d you stop!!!” but she doesn’t wait for an answer, rolling me onto my side, and scooting up to position herself on top of my dick.

            “FUCK ME!!!” she cries, shaking with the need to cum and lack of stimulus. She slides up the matress and aims the head of my dick at her opening.

                I comply, and apply force, pressing my huge head up against her slick pussy lips. At first it doesn’t seem that I’ll fit inside, but after a bit more force her lips part, and I’m in about an inch. We join hands, and pull ourselves together, slowly inch by inch burying my member into her incredibly tight pussy, until nearly thirteen inches are inside her.
                “I want it all.” She says, pushing hard against me. So I pull out a few inches, then ram back in, planting deeper inside her and making her writhe. She lets go of my hands, and I pull back again to slam another inch into her, and now I finally hit a wall, her cervix.
                “Deeper Jake! Come on!” I oblige, and pull back a full six inches, then slam into her cervix. She clenchs on my dick and squirms, I’m now close enough to hold her beautiful breasts, and I lean in to hug them. Once more I pull back and hit her cervix, and now I feel it start to give way. It’s starting to open, and I quickly draw back again and slam into it again and again. The third times the charm, and just like her pussy, her cervix spreads wide and I slide all the way in and bottom out in her cervix, though I haven’t reached the bottom of my dick. Jessica orgasms, screaming in pleasure and pain, and squeezes my penis like nothing ever has before. After she releases my dick, I begin pumping, the tight seal causing a large amount of friction, despite her wetness, and her belly inflates and deflates with each pump. I fuck like a wild animal, going faster and in longer pulls that I ever have before. In only a few minutes, I feel my balls begin to tighten when I feel her about to orgasm again, and in seconds she clamps onto me, right as my orgasm hits. My penis explodes with come, but can’t be pressed back because of the force with which Jessica is gripping me, and neither can the come go around my dick. Her already overinflated belly expands like a balloon, and I keep cumming, not twice, but three times.
                “Oh, ohhhhhhhh.” She moans, rubbing her belly. She looks as if she swallowed a small mellon, and we lay there , still joined, until my dick slowly starts to shrink. When I pull it out, our cum runs out like a faucet, and onto the bed.
                “That was incredible Jake, I haven’t been laid in weeks, and that was one hell of a lay. Thank you.”
                “No, thank you. Just don’t tell anyone, this was between you and me.” Then I get out of bed, dress, and leave her house. When I get into my car, I feel like the whole interior may have shrunk, and I have to scoot the seat back all the way.
                “Huh, I must be growing.”
                I drive home, and spend the rest of the day watching TV and surfing the internet. When it’s near six, I call in work, and tell them that I won’t be able to work tomorrow, and possibly for the next week, and shortly after my uncle gets home and plops down in front of the television.
                “Hey, Jake?” he asks as I pass through the living room to the kitchen. “You growing a pony tail?”
            In a moment of panick and stupidity, I grab my ass to see if a tail had sprouted.
            “No, ya idjit, I ment your hair. You high or something?”
                I reach up and feel the back of my neck, and discover a line of soft hair growing there, a mane. My uncle has mistaken it in the dark for a pony tail.
                “Yeah, didn’t you notice?” I respond. He just grunts, and I head back into the kitchen to eat, then remember the unicorns advice, and head back up to my room.
                I wait in my room until I hear him head to bed, then wait a little longer until it’s almost completely dark out. Again I sneak out, and head to the same spot as last night. When I get there I find the fire already going, and the unicorn already waiting.
                “How are you young one?”
                “I’m fine, and your milk is working too if you’re asking.” I take off my shirt and pants to show her the changes.
                “This is very good, and a good sign that the changes started in your loins. Did you eat or drink today?”
                “Not really.”
                “Then you must be hungry,” she says, eyes sparkling in a smile. “Please use the other nipple, it would comfort the pressure, and I would like to try and keep it somewhat even.” She presents her other side to me, and I walk up to her and again kneel. I find the nipple much more quickly, and immediately start suckling the thick, rich milk out, warm streams of it flowing down my throat. I drink for a much longer time, eager to fill my belly, and soon find that I can’t drink any more. With a stomach full of liquid, I again lie by the fire, sleepy from the large dinner of warm milk.
                “You know, I never asked you your name,” I say, yawning.
                “My name is Lenail. Now rest, and grow little one.” She nuzzles my cheek, and I slowly drift off to a dreamless sleep.
                The next day I wake up with a start. I had forgotten to set my watch, so uncle must have noticed I had gone,  but since this isn’t very unusual for me, I calm down quickly. I then realize I had neglected to put my cloths back on after showing the unicorn my body, and I look down at myself with a start and stand up. Coarse dark brown fur has grown over all of my body, and my muscle definition has increased greatly. I get up, and find that my hearing has improved, and my sight seems more spread out than before. Feeling a light brush on my legs, I look behind me and see a black horses tail swishing. Feeling my head, my face feels normal, but the hair on the top of my head has shortened, with exception to a mane of hair running along the back of my head and my neck. Also I feel that my ears have migrated to the top of my head, and are now the ears of a horse.. I walk over to a pool of water, and as luck would have it there isn’t any breeze to ripple the puddle. My face is indeed the same, though covered in brown hair and a little bit wider. My mane is also black, to match my tail.
                I walk over to my pile of cloths, and find that they don’t fit anymore. The size is wrong, my muscles, limbs, chest, and everything are now thicker and bigger, and also a little off in the dimensions. I’m too tall, my arms are too long, and my chest too wide.
                That magic stuff sure was busy while I was asleep. I think. I can’t go back home. Uncle will probably send out a search party, but mostly he’ll be relieved to be free of me.
                 I decide to go and try to find where the unicorn is staying, and start off into the woods. Everything feels different, the way things sound and look, the smells, the feel of the breeze. I feel free. Even walking feels different, as if my bones had changed shape slightly, which they probably had. I know of a nice little clearing a little ways away that I like to go to as well, so that I can watch the rabbits, and head there. After a quick jog over, I find the clearing, but no unicorn. I walk out into the middle, and sit down in the tall grass. A rabbit comes out of a hole right next to me, and hops past me as if I wasn’t there, or maybe it knew that I wasn’t a threat somehow. A sound, a snort, comes from my right, and my ears angle toward it automatically.
                “Is that you Lenail? You know, you’re not very quite.”
                “I’m quite when I want to be. I’m simply announcing my presence so that I won’t startle you. Why aren’t you at your home?”
                “Because I can’t go back if I look like this. It was going to happen eventually you know, and if I had gone back today, I would be in a metal room with scientists looking all over me right now.”
                “Then it is good that you didn’t go back. Would you like to follow me to where we’ll be staying now?It’s a farm quite a ways away, and the people there have been secretly housing unicorns for generations. It’s sort of a hotel, if you will, and you can stay as long as you like when we get there.  It’ll take several days though.”
                “Then we should get started.”
                As we are walking, the unicorn pointing the way, she startles me by asking, “Who was that girl you slept with yesterday?” I choke.
                “How did you know?”
                “I could smell it on you of course. It’s not a bad thing at all, if you think I’m mad. I think that it’s very good that you had sex with a human one last time before you became entirely a unicorn. You may even do it again, if you're lucky, but probably not in the near future, as you must impregnate all of the unicorns first.”
                “I have a question, if male unicorns look like regular horses, then how do you know that there are no more male unicorns?”

                “That’s a very good question little one. Male unicorns do greatly resemble horses, but there are a few things that set them apart. One, they generally are very strong, fast, and agile by horse standards, are a little more elegant, almost with an elvish quality to them, they are incapable of impregnating a horse,  are capable of impregnating a unicorn, and they can talk, but the easiest and most effective way to tell is the way they smell. You can just smell it, at least if you’re a female unicorn that is.”

                “Oh, do I smell like a male unicorn then?”
                “Yes, very much so.”
                After about four hours of walking, with short periods of rest every hour, I feel a gurgle in my stomach.
                “I’m hungry, can we stop?”
                “Of course.”
                We stop, and while I drink more of her milk, filling my belly like a balloon, she eats the grass, flowers, and plants nearby.
                “You’re getting much bigger, you nearly emptied me on the left side.”
                “I think I might vomit if I walk with a full belly like this. I’m getting sleepy again, could we just stop for a quick nap? Warm milk makes me so tired.”
                “Yes, I could use the time to eat. Sweet dreams little one.”
                I wake up and try to stand up again. I find that I can’t, and fall down onto my hands. Looking down, I see that hooves have replaced my hands, and that my entire bone-structure had shifted as I slept. My face feels elongated, and I can see in a nearly 350 degree radius. However, next to Lenail, I’m still very small and weak.
                “How long was I out?!?” I say in garbled English.
                “Only about eight hours, you’re growth is accelerating, but you still need to put on a lot of weight. Can you walk?” I nod standing up on all fours. Surprisingly it’s easier than I expected, my head is level, my arms have elongated, and all my joints have rearranged, especially my hind legs, which have switched direction at the knee.
                “Let’s get going young one, or we’ll never make it to the farm.”
                We travel far faster with me on all fours, even though I’m still humanish in appearance, with Lenail’s glow lighting the way in the dark. My endurance has increased, I’m faster, stronger, and it felt like my lungs are huge. We ran for another seven hours, with many breaks, and made a lot of progress, but for all my new strength it was clear that Lenail was waiting for me, leading me like a bumbling child, not even breathing hard. At last we stop for the night, though dawn is breaking.
                “I must rest, I’m very sleepy child.” She says to me, stopping near a road, the first we’ve come across ever since going into the woods last morning.
                “If you’re hungry, drink now. I’m going to lie down.”
                I nuzzle up to her nipple, unable to answer her now because my vocal cords have changed. My elongated face is much more adapt at reaching the nipple, and I quickly drain it. It felt like it held a gallon. Still, however, I’m not full, and I move to the other. I become pleasantly full of milk before she runs out, and we both lay down in the grass under a tree together.
                I awake to Lenail nudging me with a hoof. I get off the ground, heavily, and I feel a lot bigger. Standing straight up, I realize I’m almost as big as Lenail, and my footing feels much surer.
                “You are starting to look the part, little one. We will need to cross this road, and then it’s only a half day’s journey to the farm.” I only nod back at her. “What is it?” she asks, sounding worried. “Why don’t you talk?”
                “I don’t know how to,” I think.
                “Yes you do, you just did.”
                “You mean you heard that? My thoughts?”
                “Yes, but I’ll only hear the thoughts you want me to hear. If you ever want to talk to humans, however, then prepare to be disappointed, most humans won’t be able to hear you. That’s what makes you so special, and part of what makes this family we’re about to meet so special.”
                “Ok…What’s that smell?”
                Lenail sniffs. “Thunder. Let’s hurry.”
                We reach the road, and gallop across. We’re now in a cornfield, and sprint the last leg of out journey. In about eight hours, I see a collection of building on the horizon, but just then the rain hits like waves of buckets, and we stop beneath a small collection of trees, just off the edge of another field. It’s the afternoon, and very hot and humid, even with the rain. Both of us are sweating and dripping wet, and Lenail stops next to a small creek and drinks from it. Realizing my own thirst, I join her, and bow my head to drink, but Lenail gently blocks me with her head.
                “Oh, sorry, forgot. May I have some milk?”
                “Would I say no?” she answers, laughing.
                I need to once more kneel to reach her nipple I’ve grown so much, and I drain the first one after a few minutes of guzzling. She seems to have even more milk than before, but I too have more room in my stomach. Pulling at her other nipple, I drain every last bit, with a little room to spare.
                “Congratulations little one, the transformation is complete.” I stand up and realize that I’ve been taller than her for a while now, by several hands, and am definitely heavier.
                “Race you there!” I say, and sprint off like the wind, hooves pounding the soft earth and sending mud into the air behind me. Amazingly, Lenail is able to keep up, being very nimble and light on her feet. She seems almost to glide across the ground, and I can see her at all times is my near 360 vision. After what seems like only a few minutes of running in the rain, a large farm house, a barn, and a two silos appear out of nowhere in front of us.
                “Lets go see if they’re home, shall we?” says Lenail.
                We trot over to the door and Lenail nuzzles the doorbell. After a few moments footsteps arrive, and an ancient, chubby grandfather opens the door. He wipes the condensation from his glasses, then looks at us again.
                “Darla! We’ve got a horse and a unicorn out here in the rain! Come help me dry them off and settle them in. Let me show you two to the stables.”
                The old man walks over to a small stout building on the other side of the barn, and opens the door for us. We walk in, steam rising off our backs, and pad across the loose dirt and hay floor to the stalls. A teenage girl bursts in behind us.
                “Grandpa! Where’s the unicorn? What’s her name?”
                “Her name’s Lenail sweetie, if you remember her, but right now they need to be rubbed down, they’ve been running in the rain. I’m afraid we can’t cool you two down though,” he adds, addressing us. “Not enough room in the stable.”
                “Actually, we’re both unicorns.” Corrects Lenail.
                The old man walks up to me with a towel as if he didn’t hear nothing, but the teenager stops dead.
                “Grandpa, Lenail just said that they’re  both unicorns! A male unicorn!!! Where did you find him Lenail?”
                “Less talk, more rub.” Says the old man as he begins drying me off. “Quite the handsome young man you found though Lenail. He must be seventeen hands tall, and in very good condition.”  After toweling us dry, they show us to separate stalls, put a hay bale in each and a bag of oats, and fill the troughs with water.
                “Thank you.” We both say in unison.
                “They said thanks grandpa, now can you tell us where you found him?”
                “I found him not far from here, but he was a young man only a few days ago. There were no more males in the world, I’m sure of that now, so he volunteered to become one.”
                “No way! Can I become a unicorn too? Pleeeease?”
                “I’m sorry, but this was a one time thing, and it had to be a male. I chose him. Besides, you’d miss being human, and you’d miss your family and talking to your grandpa.”
                She looks at her feet, “I guess, but I still wana.” She turns to me. “What’s your name,” she asks me.
                “Jake.” I answer.
                “Nice to meet you Jake, my name’s Darla. Is there anything more you need?”
                “I wouldn’t know, I’m new to this frankly.” I reply.
                “Nothing more, thank you both.” says Lenail.
                “No problem, We’ll see you both in the morning, looks like we’re gonna have to sit this one out, hope there’s no tornado.”
                “G’night you two,” says the grandpa, and he shuts the doors, closing off the driving rain.
                “Do I really have to eat straw?” I ask Lenail.
                “It’s hay, and yes, you need to eat it. It’s good for you. You should get some solids into your system anyway, so eat up.” She herself takes a mouthful of hay, careful not to hit her horn on the wall, and begins chewing it. Sighing, I too take a bite of hay, and find it not at all bad tasting. I also take drinks of water every once in while between mouthfuls of hay.
                “What’s that smell.” I say, nostrils flaring. “It smells good.”
                “I don’t smell anything.” She answers, though she walks out of her stall and over to mine.
                “I think it’s you,” I say. As she moves closer the smell gets stronger, and my penis pokes out of it’s sheath. “I think you’re in heat.”
                  “Ooo, that’s very good timing then. I wasn’t sure myself.” My cock is getting longer, and is now pointing at the ground, about a foot long. I can’t help but snort and stamp a hoof, the smell is very arousing.
                She doesn’t even need to say anything, I back out and she turns around. Her vulva is opening and closing, dribbling liquid, and my dick becomes as hard as it’s going to get. I walk up to her, sniffing her opening, then probe my tongue into her vagina. My tongue is now quite long, and I dip it all the way into her, causing her to shudder, and her vagina opens up all the more. I then rear up, gently laying down on her back, and walk myself forward until the tip of my member is touching her vagina. I then arch into her, breaking right through her hymen. She whinies right as the thunder crashes, and in one more thrust I’m buried completely inside her, all three feet of me, my member buzzing in the steaming hot hole of her vagina. 
                “Are you alright? I ask.” But I get no more out as her vagina starts contracting rhythmically on my dick, massaging it and pulling it deeper. I immediately start pumping, pulling nearly all the way out, then slamming back in, pulling at her vagina with tremendous force. Faster and faster I pump, stretching her with every powerful thrust and retreat, and slamming in to the hilt. I feel like an animal, thrusting in and out so powerfully and quickly. It seems to last forever, and at the same time all too quickly I feel myself about to cum, and my tennis ball sized balls clamp down. Her orgasm hits first though, and she clenches down impossibly hard on me, but I don’t stop thrusting until I cum like a fire hose, pressing the tip of my dick up against her cervix. I feel her uterus fill up, but before I'm done cumming a second wave hits, my body involuntarily shuddering, causing her to also spasm again as her sensitive genitals’ are becoming stretched by the pressure of my cum. Her clamping only serves to send wave three of cum crashing in, completely filling and stretching her uterus, and leaking past my penis. I thrust upwards one more time, again over stimulating out genitals, and we both come one last time, her squeezing and spazming vagina holding back all of our cum.

            We stand there, me still on her back, and still hard inside of her. Oddly, I’m not exhausted like I should be, and without warning she clamps down on me again, sucking the lingering cum out of my dick, and with that I begin fucking her again, the pulling and pushing causing cum to squirt and fly from her full vagina. All the way in, then back out, all the way in, and back out of her deep, warm, tunnel of a vagina. She somehow stays stable on her feet the entire time. With one last thrust, pressing up against her cervix again, I empty my balls completely, cumming for a full ten seconds and expanding her uterus to well over twice it’s normal size, while at the same time her vagina spasms with astounding strength once more on my cock, pressing all of the cum out of it with enough force to keep me cumming for the full ten seconds, right up until I actually run out of cum, and the feeling of my balls completely empty sends a shockwave of oversensitive pleasure through my entire body, making me shiver.

            She walks away from me, sliding my cock out to let it hand, steaming hot. To my surprise, only a slight dribble of our cum leaks out of her vagina.
            “I think your cum is trapped inside my uterus Jason.” Says Lenail. “You must have forced it open, and now it’s clamped shut.”
            “All the better I think, there’s no way that that didn’t get you pregnant.”
            “We’ll have to make sure though, Jake. Every night that I’m in heat.”
            “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” I reply. “Still, I thought that you said there would be other unicorns.”
            “In time, young one. I’ll send for them tomorrow. For now, I want you to focus on me, then you may impregnate the others.”
            I yawn. “You were very good, thank you, it was an amazing experience. And thank you for turning me into a unicorn.”
            “No, thank you. I enjoyed it more than I could ever have imagined. Now let us rest for tomorrow young one.”
To be continued, Jake works around the farm, races, and meets the other unicorns, as well as laying Lenail every night.

Bruno and I get Mom

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This episode happened a few years ago when I was 15.  I was seated in the living room, on a Saturday morning, watching cartoons.  My mom yelled from the bathroom upstairs, telling me that she was going to take a bath; and since Dad wasn't home (he was out playing golf all day) she could take all the time that she liked.  You see, Dad didn't like for us to use alot of water.  He thought it was a big waste, and he thought that we needed to conserve the water that we had.  I guess it was just his way of being anal about something.  So, with Dad gone, Mom could use as much water as she wanted without someone yelling for her to turn the water off.

I could hear Mom running water from time to time, and I know that she felt like she was in heaven.  After Mom h

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ad been in the bathtub for about 30 minutes, our dog, Bruno (who was a rather large german shepherd) came plodding into the living room with his tail wagging.

I spoke to him, "What are you up to, boy?"  He just wagged his tail and gave me a little bark.  Suddenly, Bruno's ears perked up as he heard mom splashing upstairs.  I guess he decided that he was going to see what was going on up there, as he ran up the stairs.  About one minute later I heard mom yelling at Bruno.  I just sat there in the living room and paying them both no mind.  But, Mom's voice got louder and louder, so I thought I had better go and see what was causing all the fuss.

As I got to the entrance to the bathroom door, the site before me was one to behold.  There was my mom laying on the bathroom floor with her legs sprawled out in front of her.  I had never thought of my mother in a sexual manner- until that moment.  As I stood there, I took in her entire body, which had some remarkable dimensions.  I had never really noticed her breasts before, but they were huge; both tits were hanging down, and almost laying on her upper stomach.  Her pussy was gaped open and wet from the bath water- and then there was her butt, which was really big, just as I liked them.  As I stood and took in her entire body, my cock began to awaken from its dormant stage.

As I began to ccome out of my daze, I realized that she was yelling at me.  "Ray(that's me), what are we going to do?  RAY!!!" 

"Oh, what Mom?"

"I said, what are we going to do?  Bruno won't let me get up from here.  Each time that I try to get up, he growls and acts like he is going to bite me."

"What happened, anyway?" I asked her.

"I was finishing up my bath and I was getting out of the tub, when I slipped and fell on my butt on the floor.  Immediately, Bruno came over to me and began sniffing my crotch and tried to lick my private area.  Of course, I yelled at him to go away, but he wouldn't.  He was determined to continue his assault.  I must have made him angry, because he will not let me get up."

"Here, let me help you up", I responded.  As I reached down to try to help Mom get up, Bruno lunged at me as if he was going to eat me up.  In fact, he scraped his sharp teeth on my arm..

I stood there and tried to think of some  way out, and finally something that my biology teacher told me came to my mind.  He said that many times if a male animal thinks that his female counterpart is tempting him with sex and then changes her mind, he will not give up until she gives in.  I knew that this was not what my mom wanted to hear, but I knew I had to tell her.

"Well, what are we going to do"? she asked again.

I then proceeded to tell her what I had remembered.

"There ain't no way in hell that I am going to let that dog fuck me.  No way in hell!!!  That's disgusting!!!

"Well, it's your choice", I answered.  "You can just lay there until dad comes home and listen to him yell at you about using too much water- and tell you that if you had taken a shorter bath, Bruno would not have been up here."

"Shit!!  I don't guess I have much choice, do I?  I sure don't want to listen to his mouth all night.  How is this done?  I just need this to go by very quickly, and never tell anyone what happens here next.  I can't believe that I'm going through with this."

"I think you have to roll over very slowly and get on your hands and knees, so he can take you from behind."

"I can't believe this!!!!  SHIT!!", mom said.

Mom slowly rolled over and got on all fours, as bruno got on her back and wrapped his front paws around her stomach.  He then started humping like there was no tomorrow.  I could tell that, at first, bruno was having trouble hitting the honey pot, but when he did hit her pussy just right, he humped even faster.

Mom started yelling, "Damn!!! he's too big for me- he is going to rip me apart.  GOD!! he's hurting me.  OOHHH NNOO!!"

But, slowly, you could tell that mom was starting to get into this act.  She stopped yelling that it was hurting her, and she began moaning with pleasure.

"OH YEAH!!!  MMMMM  YEAH!! OH, you feel so good.  OOHHHHHHH I'm going to cum.  OH Bruno!!!!!"  You could tell that bruno was shooting his cum up into mom"s soaked pussy, by the fact that his sperm was running out of mom's cunt.

When bruno had finished fucking my mom, he got off her and ran downstairs, wagging his tail.  "Please, don't ever tell anyone what just happened here", mom asked.

I stood there in front of her, as I helped her up, and began stroking my erect 8 incher.

"What do you think you are going to do with that thing," mom asked me.

"I'm going to fuck you with it."

"Oh no, you're not.  You are my son, and I'm not going to commit incest with you.  That is just plain wrong. Move out of my way way so I can get cleaned up," mom spoke up.

I grabbed mom by the arm and pulled her into her bedroom.  I threw her down on the bed and I immediately got on top of her and started sucking on her big tits.  Mom tried, at first, to pull away, but that didn't last very long as I moved my mouth down to her dog-soaked cunt.  I kept flicking my tongue against her swollen clit, as she began to moan.  I knew that I had her, then.  She began pushing her pussy up to my face as I kept licking her cunt.

"OH, Baby- please fuck me!!  You have gotten me so hot that I can't stand it any longer.  I want your big fat cock inside my willing pussy.  I want you to shoot off inside me, and make me cum."

As mom was saying this, I began pumping my dick inside her as far as I could get.  I kept pounding her ass with my cock, until I heard her scream- "DAMN Baby FFUUUUCCKKK MMYY FFATT Pussy.  FFUUCKK my cunt.  God, you are driving me crazy!!!!  Here I go.  Shit!!!"

Mom's entire body began to shake and tremble as she orgasmed against my pounding member.  As we both climaxed, mom said, "I have to have more of that- I never knew what I was missing all these years.

Needless to say, both me and bruno fucked mom many times after that.