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All Over Red Rover

Peter_Pan on Animal Stories


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"">Â Â Â Â In the past, Peter_Pan has steadfastly refused to encroach on the subject of bestiality. It is a genre I personally find without any sexual merit, implicitly droll as well as being completely demeaning to the female fraternity.

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    Having said that however, a chance conversation with a young lady this week and I stress, she is a teenage girl of impeccable pedigree and diligence, fully catalysed my thoughts on this arguably sordid topic. Her experience, recounted with neither regret nor embarrassment fully shocked me, but at the same time opened my eyes to the possibility that such an eventuality, whilst hardly a domestic ritual may perhaps occur with a greater frequency than we are led to believe.

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    Like millions of young girls worldwide, the last thing Sophie felt like doing was getting out of bed – let alone going to school. Bed was safety, comfort, warmth – the surrogate womb if you will. It was a place to dream of growing-up, of future romance and of late, somewhere to caress her developing body with not a little TLC. At fifteen now, masturbation had become as frequent an event in her life as flossing those pretty teeth.

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    If there is anything measurably sexier than a cute young schoolgirl first thing in the morning winging her way to the bathroom just moments after she’s woken up, I can’t immediately nominate it. Tousled hair flopping across her shoulders as she rubs the sleep from her eyes. Youthful figure barely concealed by that semi-transparent nightdress that seems to cling to everything it shouldn’t. And remember, I have three daughters!

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    For at least two years, Homer, a huge Labrador of mixed parentage but who Sophie loved with a passion, had slept at the foot of her bed. With the onset of winter a deal was struck between them and Homer was granted leave to snuggle up on the bed with her. She never had need of a hot water bottle let’s say.

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    The morning in question, she had dragged herself out of bed and was standing near the full-length mirror wondering if Debbie, her older sister, was yet out of the shower. Her eyes strayed to the reflected surface and as she caught sight of her own image, she stared at the lithe schoolgirl whose young breasts were clearly visible through her nightwear. A hot flush coursed through her as she lowered her eyes momentarily, almost ashamed to have even noticed such an eventuality.

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    The girl in the mirror smiled back at her and with slow deliberation gradually raised the hem of her nightdress, revealing a pair of dainty floral panties. Sophie watched fascinated as her virtual doppelganger began to gently rub the front of those girlish briefs, her camel-toe now clearly visible.

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   To what extent the reflected apparition may have influenced Sophie’s fingered progress that morning is a moot point. Right that second Homer, perhaps drawn by the girl’s visual sexual activity, maybe latching-on to the female scent...padded across to his mistress and thrust one very moist, if not intrigued nose well up between her legs.

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   Fully shocked out of her reverie, Sophie tried to push him away but found him determined in the extreme to further his quest for knowledge.

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  “No Homer,” she cried out, as the dog’s tongue flicked her panties centrally. “Get back on the bed!” Reluctantly the dog clambered back up on the coverlet.

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   Several times in the past Homer had nosed her somewhat intimately she recalled, never though had he been as determined to intrude upon her maidenly charms as just moments before. She could not though discount the effect his tongue had wrought simply with that one exploratory lap.

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    Grabbing her school stuff she walked to the bathroom and finding it empty, went in, showered and dressed. Her hand wanted to perpetuate its earlier mirrored activities – beneath the hot water especially, but she was already running fifteen minutes late and could not afford the luxury of any further digital stopovers. Besides, sitting on the school bus with a wet pussy was not conducive to the educational process – leastways not as far as the school curriculum was concerned.

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    It was a normal school-day in the upshot. Two spot tests no-one was expecting, a detention for painting her nails in class and one of the all-time boring lectures on the moral decay of modern society. The day descended into farce late afternoon when, for the fourth time that month, the class jerk Daniel Cramer, asked if she would go out with him the coming Saturday. Another hour of that lecture would be preferable she decided.

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    Getting into her mom’s car parked across the way on Carmino Drive, all she was thinking about was whether or not they were still going to Oscar Blue’s for dinner as had been mooted the previous evening.

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     As luck would have it – they did and thus following a sumptuous repast and a sip or two of her father’s wine when he excused himself to go to the washroom, Sophie was feeling rather more back on track. She had quite forgotten the earlier Homer incident as she hastened to her room to complete some minor homework tasks.

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    Homer evidently had not and as the girl seated herself at her desk, he sidled across and began nuzzling her in areas that might be described as ‘indiscreet” let’s say.

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    “What’s wrong with you Homer?” she cried out. “You’re behaving like Daniel Cramer,” she giggled at the sudden image her words threw up, pushing the dog away meanwhile. He sat there looking up at his young mistress soulfully.

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    She was finding it hard to concentrate on her schoolwork suddenly, probably due to the multiple indecent thoughts crowding-in upon her. She had to admit to a certain curiosity. Whilst the tongued eccentricities of her beloved pet were hardly the virginal pursuits of a young lady, she could not deny the momentary arousal his unwarranted attentions had bequeathed her that morning.

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    Quite without thought for the consequences, she stood up, then making sure her bedroom door was closed, slipped out of her school-dress and clad in just her matching white bra and panties, seated herself on the edge of the bed. She felt deliciously sexy and tentatively holding her small bra outwards, admired the developing contents of both cups, the color rising in her cheeks as she gazed at the noticeably extended condition of either nipple.

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    Subconsciously her hands slipped down between her legs. It was so warm and inviting there.

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    Homer obviously thought he was invited!

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    Padding over to Sophie, he nosed his way between the girl’s thighs. This time she did not push him away but lay back on the coverlet, legs apart and with the delineation of her vaginal mound clearly visible through her panties. Daniel Cramer would assuredly not have needed a “Beginners Sex for Dummies” manual, Homer though was rather more cautious, ever mindful of his earlier reprimands.

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   At the precise moment Homer’s nose made direct contact with the front of her discernibly moist cotton briefs, Sophie let out a muffled cry. Every instinct told her this was way wrong by anyone’s standards – but there again, where was the ref?

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    As Homer’s tongue lapped at those barely covered virginal lips that first time, Sophie sighed, closed her eyes and spread herself even more indecently. She hadn’t yet realized it, but such movement opened up a gap between her upper thigh and that delectable little pussy itself. Homer liked gaps.

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    The next tongued exploratory flicked its way inland, guided one assumes, by the scent of female arousal.

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    Simply the sensation of a hot tongue parting her pubic hair as it made its way to the de-fortified campus yonder, had Sophie gasping and clutching at her lower extremities with something approaching desperation. Another lap and she was a convert.

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   “Oh God Homer” she murmured to no-one in particular. “You are making me soo hot!” She raised her arms above her head and allowed him then the total freedom to lick her wherever he so desired.

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    As the pleasure factor increased, the young girl became less inhibited and by the time Homer’s tenth lick had by accident, almost penetrated her labial fortress she was cruising on hi-octane.

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    Reaching down with what one might describe as foolish determination, she held her panties to one side. Homer needed no further encouragement and able to directly lap now the object of his affections as it were, his tongue separated her entire vaginal slit in its quest to extricate that which his taste-buds sought so eagerly.

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    Sophie could no longer lay still and she found she had no control over her hips either. The more Homer lapped at the promised land, the more she found herself thrusting upwards in pleasured response. Naturally her clitoral nub bore the brunt of her pet’s tongued incursions and it came to pass – sooner rather than later – that courtesy of a few million highly active nerve-endings, she found herself on the edge of an orgasmic cliff-top. It was fun falling off!

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    Homer cocked his ears as his mistress slid to the floor, making little noises he had never heard in his life. She definitely didn’t seem angry!

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    Breathless but still in control of her faculties, her mind was a maelstrom of emotions. Guilt, pleasure, arousal, embarrassment all figured prominently. As she sat there gazing at Homer not four feet away, she felt an overpowering urge to perpetuate the moment. Reaching behind her, she had the clasp of the bra unhooked in seconds and disengaging herself from its confines she sat upright fully topless, her proud breasts displayed in their full tempting glory. Kneeling now, she ran her hands across both nipples causing herself to shiver with expectancy.

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  “Come here Homer,” she whispered, arms at her side, back arched provocatively.

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   Obediently the dog approached his mistress.

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   Whether or not her nakedness was an influencing factor or simply that his canine senses latched on to the milky smell of her breasts is a moot point. Certainly they were the nearest point of contact so far as his moist nose was concerned. He nuzzled her cleavage before licking her right breast enthusiastically.

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    Sophie felt a hot flush snaking its way south. “Good boy!” she murmured holding the dog’s head to her chest as she arched her back even more prominently. Homer sensed her compliance and began lapping both breasts with little finesse but considerable zeal. Rapidly losing her grip on normality, the girl began to whimper as Homer’s tongue performed a therapeutic service she had never thought possible. She could feel his saliva running down her breasts and her inhibitions had receded to the point her body was starting to take control of the situation.

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    Hastily slipping her panties off, she extricated herself from Homer’s attentions just long enough to regain the coverlet where she lay sprawled on her back, her legs draped off the side of the bed and sufficiently wide that Homer’s procreative instincts were guided by the visuals as much as the overpowering scent.

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    Straddling the teenager, his crude humping actions brought Sophie momentarily back to reality. Glancing down past her breasts that Homer was still lapping at eagerly she could see his glistening sheath working its way between her legs as the dog, locked now into his pre-programmed state was becoming agitated in its attempts to penetrate his quarry. She sensed something pressing hard against her pussy. It felt huge.

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   Panicking suddenly, she tried to push Homer off but he was in no mood for rejection and pinned her to the coverlet, growling now and by far the stronger of the two. She thought of calling out, but how might she explain the situation to anyone? Lying naked on her bed about to be raped when she was supposed to be doing her homework? Yeah right!

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   Like most young girls she had thought of how it might be losing her virginity...but to a dog? At the same time some part of her wanted this, no matter how it hurt. Maybe if she didn’t fight him the discomfort would be lessened?

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   Deftly, she reached down and took a hold of Homer’s engorged sheath from which something was clearly disengaging itself.

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Trisha's Encounter

CC99 on Animal Stories

Trish was always a bit on the crazy side, which was probably why I was not overly surprised when she started pushing the envelope, so to speak, when sharing our fantasies. Perhaps it was to see how far I would go to the extreme side of the erotic...or maybe just sheer, lusty curiosity. It was one of these nights that I discovered something deeper within her...a sexuality I had never known. I

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t was an unusual night as it seemed for several hours we had been deep in sexual discussion...building fantasies together...kissing, touching, groping. We were sitting on the carpeted floor, against the sofa, with Brock - our large, young dane, lying nearby. She pulled from my mouth for a moment, catching her breath with a teasing smirk. She stretched out a bare leg, sliding her foot toward's Brock's belly as she watched my eyes, laughing at me as she saw me lick my drying lips. Rubbing her large toe beneath his rib cage, she kissed me.

"C'mon....admit it. You want me to."

I laughed, acting as if I didn't know what she was talking about, yet recalling all too easily the times before when she had played with him. "I think it's you that needs to admit you want to."

She bit her lower lip, glancing down as she let her toe glide under his huge sheath, causing him to whimper and roll to his side. "Maybe...maybe I do." She the pink begin to show, her blue eyes flaming over. "It seems so naughty," she turned back to me, her eyes intent on mine, "yet so erotic with you."

I swallowed hard, having a difficult time admitting how much this was arousing me, seeing his member swell against her soft foot. She caught my gaze again, kissing me briefly. "Remember when I got him all hard and jacked him off?" she reached down between my thighs to feel how hard I was becoming as well. I nodded. "When he came all over my hands...." she teasingly tsktsk'd me, "...I saw how turned on you got."

I nodded, breathing hard as she kissed me again. She lifted her shirt to brush her erect nipples against me. We both glanced down at her foot. Brock raised a leg, exposing most of his engorged cock and ample balls. 'Ohgawd' she moaned, looking back at me. She a hand down her smooth leg, sliding closer to the panting animal until her hand found his hot shaft...her other hand wrapped around mine. She kissed me again, smiling with a lusty laugh "Oh baby....to gorgeous cocks to play with." I gasped as I felt her lips brush down my body to swallow me, the warmth of her mouth sucking down every inch in one inhale. Like she had with me so many times before, she began pumping Brock's still growing cock...her sucking almost making me cum. She pulled her mouth from me, a breathy gasp escaped her throat as she caught her breath. She turned her attention to our other lover, prompting him to stand. Brock panted like crazy, his torso heaving as he stood before her, his legs parted...at her mercy. She pulled my hand, kissing my ear. "Are you okay with me sucking his cock?" I swallowed again, finally nodding. "I want you close by as I do.." she whispered. I touched her hands as the held his huge, dripping cock...she kissed the end lightly, catching a drop and moaning. I thought Brock would collapse as she slowly took him into her warm mouth. She completely caught me by surprise when she turned to kiss me...his salty warmth on her tongue. She groaned so deeply it seemed to vibrate through my body....

Trish couldn't seem to pull her mouth from him...engulfing him deeper with each suck. I slid my hand down her back, over the shapely curve her soft ass to feel how wet she had become. Her lips...swollen...parted...sucking my finger between them before finding how hard her clit was. Her body shuddered against my touch...Brock's flesh slipping from her mouth momentarily as his juices ran from her mouth. He moved against her hand as she stroked him, again sucking him down. She pulled from him, turning frantically to me and grabbing my shoulders with want in her eyes I had only occasionally seen. "Gawd baby I want him to fuck me....help...." lost in her need she lay over the couch, raising her buttocks, parting her legs....I was unsure. She looked back over her shoulder, biting her lower lip. "I want him inside me..." My heart pounding, I guided Brock to her, prompting his front legs around her waist. As his pulsating member toucher her warm skin his hips reacted, thrusting against her...his cock shooting a stream of his cum up her spin. He whimpered deeper, frantically thrusting....until I could no longer hold back and guided him inside her. Trish gasped as all of him sunk inside her...her fists clenched the sofa...her small body being pounded against the material as Brock fucked her with total abandon. She turned to me, her hot eyes glazed over with a pleading look at my throbbing cock. She pushed back at him, her dripping pussy sucking his cock down deep when all of the sudden he pulled away....seeming to move in circles as his straining shaft continued cumming...

"Fuck me baby....now.." I moved behind her, my rock hardness sliding easily into her cum filled pussy. She turned slightly, wrapping her arms around Brock to pull him closer until again he found the pleasure of her mouth swallowing him. I could feel her fingers frantically moving on her clit as she took my cock, and sucked down his. As her body shuddered out of control my body emptied inside her until the insides of her thighs glistened with our cum...

Our hearts pounding in our chest...our minds reeling with what had happened, we both slumped down into each others arms...

Dogs best friend...

goodbare on Animal Stories

The new neigbor, a single woman who I would learn was named Marie, had been moved in about a week. I had only seen her a couple of times but thought she was kind of attractive. She was early to mid thirties, about five and a half feet tall, shoulder length brown hair and an average figure....curves in the right places but nothing outstanding.

I was upstairs, on the second floor of my home,
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puttering around in the spare room. It had a window on the end of the house facing Maries house. I had just entered the room, without turning on any lights to take a quick look as I searched for a book I wanted to read. The spare room served as my storage bin as well.

My attention was drawn to Maries downstairs room on the backside of her house. There was a light on in the room, illuminating it enough to me to see what was going on. Marie was sitting on the edge of her bed with her pet dog, a cockerspaniel, sitting in front of her on the floor. As I was watching, Marie pulled her dress up and spread her legs wide apart. Her dog raised up onto its feet and moved to between her legs...its head deep between her thighs. Marie leaned back on her elbows as the dog remained with its head between her legs. She pulled her dress up higher exposing the dog licking her pantiliess pussy being licked by her dog.

After a minute or so, during which her dog didn't take a break licking her pussy, Marie stood up and removed her dress letting it slide off her onto the floor. She laid back down on the bed and I watched as she patted the mattress, obviously beckoning her dog up onto the bed. The dog immediately jumped up onto the bed and resumed its eating of her pussy.

Marie made it easy for him, placing some pillows under her hips to elevate her pussy for him. As he continued to lick her she would occasionally lift her hips. I could see her facial expressions and he was obviously doing a good job.

After several minutes she again patted the bed and spoke to him, apparently beckoning him to move up to the area beside her upper body. He again responded as she wished and left his place between her legs and moved up to her side. I began to think that they had done this before and was a known routine for them. As the spaniel stood next to her side, she began to gently pet it....eventually cupping his balls and cock in one hand and caressing them. His cock began to come out of its sheath and she gently guided him to where she wanted him.....with his head again between her legs and his cock hanging directly over her mouth.

I now had a hard-on of my own as I watched her stroke and fondle the lucky dogs growing cock, and hanging balls. As he resumed his servicing her pussy, she began to lick his shaft as well.....and eventually took the head of it into her mouth by taking hold of it and aiming it directly down into her open mouth and outstretched tongue.

The lucky dog received a full two minutes of Marie sliding his cock in and out of her mouth before she stopped and got down on the floor on all fours....in the classic "doggy fuck' position. Apparently her dog had not caught on to this trick yet. She tried for nearly ten minutes to get him to mount her in this position....and also laid flat on her back and tried to guide him into her but to no avail. He just didn't want anything to do with mounting her. It was after watching this that I got the idea of being a matchmaker for my giant schnauzer, Patton, and the new neighbor.

Banged by Buster 2/2

pasego on Animal Stories

   The next morning was Sunday and Bri bounced out of bed, naked tits bobbing as she raced for the bathroom. She wanted to get a fresh start on the day. After all, she thought, it was bound to end dirty. In the shower she rubbed soap up and down her body, circling her breasts and pinching the erect nipples. She moaned softly and one hand trailed its way to her swollen clit. She only flick

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ed it once, but it was enough to send her to the edge of orgasm. Even though she wanted to be there so bad, something told her she should wait, that prolonging her pleasure would lead to an even bigger reward.

   Pouting a little, she hopped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself. Buster was outside doing his business  in the yard and Bri watched him from her window. Little did Buster know the plans she had for today. Bri threw on a nightie and went downstairs to bring her MUCH beloved dog in.

"Buster! Come in Buster and you'll get a treat!" Buster turned around and trotted back to the house, giving her his usual doggie grin. When safely behind closed doors, Bri stripped off her nightie. The musk of her aching, dripping pussy caught his attention right away, and Buster made a bee line to her, tongue lolling out of his head.

"Uh Oh," she thought. She had meant to lead Buster upstairs for more deranged animal fucking, but it appeared he wanted to start right here in the living room. Her indecision soon left her as Buster's tongue found her clit and started to swirl around it. She sank down onto the couch, her pussy lips bulged out at perfect level. Buster was licking her furiously now, his tongue twirled and dug into her cunt hole, going so hard it hurt a little.

   Finally able to take it no more, she pulled his head back up to her clit and held him there as he willingly started up on that area again. Bri felt the now familiar heat start up in her clit and start to spread throughout her body. She shuddered and pushed the dog's head even further into her, his nose was now literally buried in her cunt. Bri came, bucking hard and shouting Buster's name over and over again.

   Buster, seeing that this was now a routine, stood up and looked at her expectanly, his pink and black speckled cock already hard. Bri obediently got on her knees, but to Buster's surprise she leaned over and took his penis in her mouth. She was instantly surprised by how big it was. She knew that it had been a tight fit in her pussy, but for some reason it felt even bigger in her virgin mouth. He tasted like some sort of salt, and Bri found she didn't mind this at all. As for Buster, he was whining deep in his throat and looking down at his mistress with a mixture of confusion and lust in his eyes.

   Quickly she licked his pole up and down, wanting it as wet as possible for her last hole. Bri figured she was already going to hell for sure, so why not enjoy this to the fullest? She wanted to feel Buster's hot smooth cock in her virgin ass hole, and she wanted it NOW. She stopped tounging him and got back on her knees, this time with her elbows on the seat of the couch. She stuck her ass in the air and tried to make her puckered opening the most available one for Buster. Buster hopped on and started humping her furiously, but only succeeded in finding her dripping pussy. He rammed into her and she moaned.

  "Oh Buster, Buster! Fuck me you naughty dog! Fuck me hard Buster, ohhhhhhhh!!!"

  Bri and Buster both could have continued in this wonderful position for quite some time, but Bri finally remembered her original goal. She pushed Buster off the best she could, and he popped out of her with a wet squelching sound. He looked very annoyed about his delayed pleasure. Bri kissed him on the nose and whispered "Don't worry, I'll be right back."

   She ran up to her bathroom and grabbed her favorite brush. It had a short handle that was rubber with ridges all down the sides. She had always thought it felt nice to hold in her hand, but now she had an even better idea for it. She ran back downstairs to a panting Buster and went to her original position knealing in front of the couch. Before Buster could remount, she shoved the brush handle into her hole. It wasn't quite as big as Buster's cock, but the ridges tickled her insides and hit her G-spot in a really nice way.

   She savored the feeling for a minute, then beckoned Buster over with one hand. He jumped back on his mistress and started to pound away. He tried to find her hole, but it was now blocked by some object. Buster quickly made use of her tighter one, and Bri tried to relax as she felt him pound at her tiny butt hole. Finally he got the head of his dick in and Bri let out a quiet scream as it burst past her spinchter. She couldn't believe this, her dog was actually fucking her asshole! She had gone from an innocent little girl into a teenager with a brush handle in her cunt and a dog in her poop hole.

   Buster had now managed to push half his length in, and Bri was in a new kind of pain. It suddenly occurred to her that this would be even worse when the knot grew. She thought about making Buster get off, but when he pushed his remaining length in and started to slowly hump her back, she knew she was in it for the long haul.

   The pain in her ass was incredible, every stroke of Buster's penis brought a small cry from Bri's lips. You need to forget about the pain and focus on the pleasure, she told herself. She reached down with one hand and began to pump the hair brush in and out of her pussy. It felt incredible and she continued to fuck herself silly, matching the pace Buster now had in her bleeding asshole. There was still some pain, but now Bri mostly relished in the pleasure of feeling so filled. She took her other hand and found her aching clit. Slowly she circled it with one finger while Buster panted in her ear. It was too much for her and Bri started shouting unintelligbly. "Oh, oh, god, oh, fuck... me..., oh jesus, oh... fuck... Buster...cock...ass...fuck...shit...ohhhhh!

  Bri exploded into an enormous orgasm, not even minding the way Buster's cock had grown painfully inside her. She felt his cum soak her inner walls and moaned at the fruitless end. It was crazy, but she knew that after this she could never like a human guy again. Her fantasies would all involve one black and pink speckled cock and one very large tongue. And oh yeah... a special hairbrush!  

So concludes Bri's story. All feedback is appreciated!

Me, Pam and Max part 2

kyrocketscientist on Animal Stories

 

To recap what has happened so far, I was an over the road  truck driver who happened upon a stranded 23 year old perverted, collage drop-out on her way home. She had a German Sheppard dog named Max. I was able to watch her give her dog a big blow job and then as she was sucking his cock I got to eat her 23 year old pussy. After checking into a motel and having a bite to eat, s

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he ended a perfect day by sucking the chrome off my knob. Oh yes, she tried to stick her hand up my ass. She couldn’t but promised to do something about that latter.

The next morning I was up and did my bathroom things and as I came back to the bedroom, Pam was laying there. She slept in the nude and she held her arms up to me. She said “come here you old fart of a pervert”. Didn’t have to tell me twice. I went to the bed and she said, “you eat pussy damn good, and your cum taste pretty good also. Let’s see what you can do with that cock”? I saw that hairy beautiful pussy and just could not believe this was happening to me. A 60 year old truck driver from Ky.

She put her arms around  me and gave me a juicy kiss. As she was kissing me I could feel her hand going for my cock. I know she was checking it out. Yes, it was hard. As she stopped with the kiss she started moving down in the bed. DAMN, DAMN, DAMN. I knew where she was headed. Sure enough she put those 23 year old lips around my 6 inch dick. Wow, could she suck a dick. I really felt jealous of that dog that seemed to get all the suckin he wanted.

She just sucked long enough to get me to leaking  so I could slide up her little (I was hopping little) pussy. She was on top and she just slide right down my pole. She was so little in size, I could put my hands around her waist and move her around any where I wanted . Yes, she was tight. As she looked in my eyes, that little cunt squeezed  tighter on my dick and, Oh what a feeling. She was damn proud of herself. She could move faster than my 60 year old body and I could tell that she was actually going to cum on my dick. She was giving it hell and then just stiffen. She held it for a few seconds, smiled at me and started again.

They say that the young dicks can go 20 minutes without cumming, well it takes us old farts 20 minutes to cum. I think she came 3 times before I shot my load up that tight little pussy. She smiled and said “alright you old fucker”. We will do that again sometime. She got off and said everyone has got to be happy. You ready to see some good fucking? Not that you weren’t any good, but Max needs a little. All this sexual aroma is making him horny. Please go to the bathroom and get a towel. There is going to be a mess.

She rolled over onto her knees. She smacked her ass and said “come on Max”. He was just like me, you didn’t have to tell him twice. He was on that bed and had his nose in her ass and his tongue was going from her asshole to her clit. Hell, I could have done that. I started to think, hell that was my cum he is licking up. I’m sure she was adding some of her own, but I guess the dog would lick anybodies cum. She started moaning and she dropped her head to the bed. Max was still licking and I could see his cock was out and dripping. She said “alright Max”. That dog knows his commands. He was on her back and started stabbing at her rear.

After a few misses, he finally hit pay dirt. She let out an AHHHHH. She didn’t say that when I went in. His ass was in overdrive. He was pounding that monster cock into that hot little tight pussy that I had just gotten out of. It was a site to behold. I think I saw drool coming out of her mouth. His ass was giving her hell when all of a sudden he quit moving and Pam gave out another AHHHHH. His knot was in her. He didn’t  have long strokes on the way out, but he slammed into her hard on the way in. Every time he slammed, she screamed. I thought he had to be close. He seamed to have stopped pumping. Pam was just giving a low constant moan. I knew they would be like this until his knot became smaller. After about 15 minutes I could hear the plop as he came out. Damn, It looked like the dam burst. Their was cum gushing everywhere. I now know why she couldn’t swallow the cum fast enough when she was sucking his cock. He must have a fire hose. The towel did catch it all, and she took a short break.

I thought if I only had a movie camera! She finely  got up and went to the shower. I yelled  to find out if she wanted to go to breakfast. She said yes.

She dressed and with a smile on both our faces we went to the same restaurant we had eaten at the night before. We got a booth and the same waitress as the night before brought us coffee and menus.

She said “you people must be staying at the motel. I saw you in here last night”. What can I get you? I ordered an omelet and Pam had a fruit plate with yogurt. I thought ‘what the fuck. Is that how she stays so small?’ The waitress brought our food and we quietly ate our breakfast. As we finished and were just drinking coffee and we were the only customers in the place, the waitress came over to talk. She would never have done that with some old truck driver, but I guess Pam had something to do with it.

She told us she owned the place and it was just about to go under. I thought the food was pretty good but still there were no customers. We chit chatted awhile and she went back to cleaning the counter.

A few minutes latter a rough and gruffly looking man came in and went straight for the register. I wondered if we were being robbed. Just then the waitress came running out of the kitchen and yelled,” NO Patrick”. You can’t have the money. He opened the drawer and was taking the money and the girl was pulling on his arm when he gave her a shove, called her a bitch, and was out the door. She had fallen down and we went to her as she was getting up. She was starting to sob. As Pam put her arm around her, they walked to the ladies room. I guessed that was my signal to but out and leave them alone. I went and poured another cup of coffee. After a few minutes they both came out and came to the booth. The girl was still crying, and Pam still had her arm around her.

Pam said that the girls name was Tess. The boy that was here was here boy friend and he was a mean son-of-bitch by the name of Robert. He was all the time taking money from the register and going to the bar. He didn’t have a job and it looked like this is where all of Tess’s money was going. Pam also said that Tess’s money for the meat delivery today was in the register and Robert got it. She said that this is just about the last straw. She can’t stay open any longer and she hates it. She had been there for over 2 years and everything she had was tied up in her restaurant. She keep crying. One of the hard parts was that she had been living with Robert in his house that his parents had left him. She had no where to go and she hated the prick.

 

As Pam still had her arm around Tess, she told her we were in a motel room and was headed west to go to her parents house and were in no hurry. Tess would more that be welcome to stay with us until she got her affairs in order and could ride with us if she was headed west. Hell she could even stay with Pam at her parents house until she decided what she wanted to do next with her life. It looked like Tess was having trouble deciding on what to do. Pam said that we should go to the room before Robert came back and we could talk. Tess shook her head yes.

When we arrived in the room I sat on the sofa and Tess sat beside me as Pam went to the bath room. When she came out she sat on the bed. We talked for a long time. We found out Robert was using Tess for sex, the money, and was punching her quite frequently.

Tess found out the story about me and Pam. We didn’t talk of Max, but told her we had just met 2 days ago and was having great sex. We didn’t care if we ever left this place. You could tell Tess was rather shocked.

Tess looked to be in her mid to upper 30’s. Medium long brown hair, nice set of tits, about 5’8”, not fat but not slim, and a little meat on her ass. All in all, she looked pretty damn good.

As a great silence came over the room, no one was saying a thing. Finally Pam got up and walked over to us setting on the sofa and told me to get up. I did not know where she was going with this but she seemed to know what she was doing. As I stood up she reached for my zipper. Damn again I thought I knew what she was going to do. I was right, she got Jasper and pulled him out, shook him at Tess and began to  lather my rope. I was doing some UMMMMing and AHHHHHing and Pam was running all I had down her throat. Tess was watching it all. There was nothing getting by her. As Pam would groan I thought I heard Tess give a little groan also. I got to where my eye balls were disappearing up into my head and could take it no longer. I gave a big shout, grabbed her head, and started dumping my load. Pam had her arms around me ass and just held on. I could hear and feel her humming. Tess was watching and hearing also.

Finally Pam let go and turned toward Tess with that shit eatin grin on her face. As she moved closer to Tess she began humming again and blowing bubbles with my cum. Tess moved ever so slightly toward Pam, and then DAMN, DAMN, DAMN, Pam grabbed Tess around the neck and gave her a big sloppy kiss. They were both moaning very loudly. I couldn’t believe it. They were passing my cum from mouth to mouth, and seemed to love it. There hands were all over each other and there legs were intertwining. I thought seeing Pam suck a dog dick and then fuck a dog dick was the hottest thing ever but I was wrong. This 60 year old dick that just filled Pam’s mouth with cum was hard again.

They finally slowed down and came up for air and took a few deep breaths. Tess was the first to talk. She thought she might stay awhile with us and she had to go to the shower and finish what Pam had started. Pam told he she didn’t have to shower. Tess said she did. That bastard Robert had fucked her  this morning just before she was going to work and she had not had the time to clean herself. She could feel the cum running into her panties all morning.

I looked into Pam’s eyes and could see her devilish plan. I waited just a moment and went to Tess and put my arms around her and gave her a big bear hug. As I held her so  she couldn’t move, Pam had her jeans unfasten, hooked her panties and was pulling them off. As soon as they were off I  could smell the odor. It smelled like she had not cleaned her cunt in 2 weeks. Pam glanced at me, and I knew she smelled it also. There was that shit eatin grin and she dived into that smelly pussy. I had a hold of Tess and she was thrashing about like she was trying to get away. It was not long before I thought she was not trying very hard. She was yelling though.

Pam had her arms around Tess’s legs and her tongue must have been doing it’s thing. Tess’s ass was bouncing up and down and Pam’s mouth was hanging on tight. There was some foul language coming from Tess’s mouth and finally she put here hands on Pam’s head and pushed her away. MOTHER FUCK, that was good. Again there was that shit eatin grin. The smell in the room was so ripe that Max was stirring around. He knew there was some fucking going on.

Tess made a sniffing sound and said she was going to the shower now. Pam told her that would be OK and she would go to help her. They both smiled and went to the shower. I could hear the water running and I could hear some laughing. It would get quite and then there came that moaning sound. Then more laughing, quite and more moaning.

They were in the shower more that long enough to wash their bodies 3 times. When they came out, they looked exhausted. They both plopped on our king size bed, hugged, kissed and I think they took a nap

I took a walk outside to look around and give the girls a chance to rest. When I got back they both had on clothes and were gabbing up a storm. Pam looked at me with that shit eatin grin and told me they needed me for some plans they had for Robert. I was getting excited.

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Jag Chapter 6

rreeves on Animal Stories

Just a little note from me.  I am not the original writer of this story.  I found it a few years ago on a now gone website, and thought it was worth sharing with everyone.  If the original author finds it here, please just know how good I thought your work was

 

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n: 5pt 0in" class="MsoNormal">Chapter Six

When Mac finally regained consciousness, after the Ram's savage fucking, she found herself bound and spread-eagled on an altar. From her lightheadedness, she quickly came to the realization that the table was angled head down towards the ground.

As her senses returned to her, she could feel something cold being inserted into her gaping pussy and enlarging at her from inside. When she lifted her head to look up at where her pussy was and saw one of the apprentices of the congregation using an ornate bulb to her pussy. She could see a tube stretching to a plug like device that was fitted inside her cuntlips.

That's when she knew that the bulb was inflating the plug so that it would become locked inside of her. she couldn't figure out the reason behind this, but she was finding the device was arousing her all over again.

Then one of the many women of the Wiccan congregation approached her labia and tweaked Mac's clit, causing her to yelp at her touch. The woman then inserted Mac's clit into a cup like attachment of the plug that was now locked inside her vagina.

"Wha... what are you doing?" Mac gasped as her excitement kept mounting.

"We are preparing for communion," CPO Merker informed her.

"Com... communion?" Mac had a confused look on her face.

She gaped at her surroundings and could see that the remainder of the congregation were seated around the altar, still naked. Each of them holding a silver cup. The JAG Colonel found this intriguing and wondered what the cups was for.

As she tried to regain all of her senses still, she followed the woman that had inserted her clit in the plug device in her pussy just moments before.

"I accept the gift of our Lord," she said as she filled her cup from a tap on the plug.

That's when Mac came to the realization that the communion was the milky white cum of the Ram and her own juices within. The plug was an ingenious design. It was sucking the Ram's cum out of her overflowing pussy, and add a portion of her own cum whenever the tap was turned.

As her eyes followed the apprentice to the first of the seated congregation, she gasped aloud when she saw her swallow the milky white combination. Then the next would get up and repeat the process on her. This went on until everybody in the congregation had received communion.

"Accept this offering from our Lord and his Mate," CPO Merker would declare before giving out each share.

The Mate referred to was of course Colonel Sarah 'Mac' Mackenzie.

"I thank our Lord and his Mate," was the response from each member of the congregation once their cup was filled with the whitish fluid.

Then the girl returned and sucked out the last remaining offering from Mac's pussy and presented her mouth as a final offering to Mac. For a moment, Mac was reluctant to place her lips to the Ram- jism filled mouth, but then she recalled all that she had already done with the beast. She wanted this final offering from her bestial lover.

Mac was so intoxicated by what went on this evening that she eagerly frenchkissed the beautiful woman eagerly to the chanting of the congregation around them.

Once each of them had drunk Mac's and the Ram's offering, the altar was leveled and Mac was released. For the first time she had a chance to examine the straps that had been used to tie her to it and saw how soft and comfortable they were. She realized that they were not intended to hold her prisoner, but rather to hold her in place on the altar when it was tilted head down.

'I... I don't believe what I did today,' she thought to herself. 'I can't believe what I'm thinking of now.'

Ever since she experienced the Ram's virile cock in her mouth and pussy, Mac had begun fantasizing about doing it again. Not with this Ram obviously, but she did adopt a drug sniffing dog recently. And he was always sniffing around her panties when she took them off.

'I wonder if Jingo would like a shot at my pussy?' She wondered. 'I wonder how big his cock is? I never checked him out before. God! I can't believe I'm thinking like this.'

 

Curious Teen boy

hawk_en on Animal Stories

 

Hi my name is pete. I am 17 years old 6ft and orite looking i geuss. I wanna tell you what happen to me last summer.

 I needed some poket money and my mum kept nagging me to get a job. Couple of days went by and i farted bout the house not really helping out much. My mum came in one day and sed "Mr Pearson up the road has a job for you go and see him now lazy child.

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" I was really bored so it seemed like a good idea at the time. Ive never really met Mr Pearson b4 and was slightly nervous. Anyways i ran up to his big house and rang the doorbell. When he opened the door a great big german shepard leaped out and scared the fuck outta me. It was barking like crazy. Pearson just laughed then said "here boy" i wasnt too sure who he was talking too. But the dog calmed down a bit and sat next to Pearson wagging his tail. "Your Alice's boy ey sorry bout Max hes been a little energetic lately if you no what i mean." I replied cauitosly "emm its ok sir im here about a job? Yeah my mum sent me." P "yes she told me come in boy" I followed him into his bloody antique house loads of crap looked real old. felt like id stepped back in time. I followed him down the hallway and into the kitchen the first thing i noticed was the big Cage in the corner with a padlock it seemed almost scary.

Pearson "well you see boy i need you to give this place a bit of a tidy up and throw some of the junk out and look after Max while im away this weekend. Now dont you dare throw a party or have any funny ideas theres lots of valuble items in this house and besides Max wont like it." It seemed very strange the way Max the fucking dog had his own opion? wtf crazy old timer. "Course sir, how much will i get paid?" Pearson "ahh you cheeky bugger well ill pay u well ill talk to your mother if u do a good job ill pay u more. you hear?" quickly replied "Yes Sir" i thought to my self this will b a doddle.

 That weekend i headed over to the Pearson house with my best friend Lucy who i had a mad crush on at the time. She ran about the house laughing at all the junk while i got to tidy up crap. When id finished dusting the kliving room i went into the Kitchen to get some polish. To my amazement Max was in the scary cage eyes peircing at me with huge concentration it freaked me out a little. i thought he must want outta the cage well i didt have the key to the padlock so i just polised away. Lucy left after she got bored and i was left to feed Max. The phone rang it was Pearson he told me the key to the cage was in the knife draw. So i got some food and water and let max out. He walked around as if he owned the place and laped up his food and water like a king. I left him to it and crashed out in the living room watching bloody black and white TV i could hardly belveive it.

I woke to the most perculier sensation my cock felt all hot and sweaty something was moving round it silthering and ozzing onto it. It felt quite good and i started to think of Lucy Stripping her perfect perky tits and such a flat chest. I have this image of her in her swimming costume from last summer when i saw her then i had the biggest erection in my shorts i had to hide in the pool to cool off. After a while of enjoying the feel of an almost tentecle moving up and down my shaft i look down to see MAX looking back up at me with that weird concentration i freaked and fell onto the floor. "how the fuck did u get in my pants u mut!" He didnt like being called mut i could tell by the way he growled and slowly moved towards me as i was fumbling to pull my shorts and boxers up. I was so scared i froze and as he came forward i fell back he stood over me as if i was his bitch prize or something and just starred me in the eyes. i was so scared i thought he was gonna maul my face off. i layed there with my shorts around my knees and my boxers up around my now limp cock. Max opened his mouth i thought he was gonna bite me then he licked my face quite atentively my heart went from racing to a fast jog i just lay the for a sec unsure of wat to do this crazy dog licking my face. he layed down ontop of me he was very hot and began gently nipping my neck. it hurt a bit and i tried to make him stop. THEN i he started thrusting his hips. I cudnt belive i realised he wanted to fuck me. the thought actually got me slightly aroused but i cudnt belive i turned around onto my side trying to get up. but bloody german shepards are quite heavy and he started to growl and bite me harder. i ended up on my chest in the press up position trying to get up but as i tried harder he would bite harder so i gave up. i was laying there shorts around my knees with a dog trying to hump me. the thought started to get me hard but i cudnt. as i lay there for a sec i hopded he would get bored. Then i heard a knock at the door i didnt no wether to scream for help or just lay there to save my embarrasement. then i heard a voice saying hello it was Lucy omg fuck fuck fuck what do i do. As i tried in one more last attempt to do a big press up and role the fucking dog up just before i went to try i think max realised and he bite so hard into my neck i just stopped my attempt and screamed in pain. Lucy heard me and ran round the back. i heard her coming down the hall way i was so embaraased. I cudnt hear anything for a while. then i heard something. Lucy said oh my god are you ok.

Again i frooze and cudnt even manage to say anything. she came round to my face and said omg agen louder for fuck sake. she started laughing "your gettin humped by a dog ha ha ha." i told her to shut up and fucking get him off. but instead she gave me a look i had never seen before "lust" she took advantage of the situation i was later to learn she was into torture! she disspeared behind me and next thing i no she pulled down my boxers real quick. i gasped "wtf". i could feel maxs huge cock bouncing off my but cheeks as he kept thrusting away. "Lucy plzz stop fuck sake help me" she came round to me and sed "Pete i know uve allwas liked me" pulling her finger along my face "but im a very naughty girl "she giggled "i like to play with boys u c" at this point she put her hand down her pants i cudnt belive it it got me so hard. i found it hard to watch her rbbing herself as Max tried to move me into position. she slowly pulled down her shorts and was wearing some sexy red laced lingerie. she turned to me with a cheeky grin and lift and leg either side of my face. Right in front of my face she rubbed her pussy through her knickers. "do u want this Pete, well? if u do u got to be my bitch!" she turned from cute innocent sexy to strict mistress in that sentence i cudnt belive it this sint Lucy "while u lick me out Max here is gonna fuck you and your gona b mine and Max's little bitch."she got up and dissapeared behind me. I cudnt say much i cud hardly breathe with max ontop of me. But i could feel his cock gettin dangerously close to my but hole i realised Lucy was linnig it up. Then it hit the bulls eye just the tip it was moist and felt kinda nice and there was a milisecond pause then Max for the first time did a huge thrust his cock dived deep into me i gasped up for air and squeled a little. he continued to slowly fuck me. Then lucy came round and resumed her positong with her pussy millimeters from my face. "now my bitch i want you to anwser to me as Miss lusty as u lust for me so much" she giggled at her nastyness "now repeat after me 'i am Miss Lusty bitch and will do watever she says'" i stared at her for a second and the thought of being her bitch sent m e crazy my cock was pumping and the feel of an ouzy rod poking me was driving me crazy. I anwsered defeated "i am miss Lusty bitch and will do wat ever she says" She was took over by ectasy her pussy ran wet with desire it srated to drip down onto the floor infront of me she shimmed closer and pushed her pssy into my face and sed"now eat this bitch" i was so out of breathe it was hard but i licked it like a cat to milk i loved the taste and wanted more its wat i ahve wanted for well over 5 years.

Then all of a sudden i felt something bigger hit my bum hole it was Maxs ball it knocked against my hole looking fo entry i thought it wuold never fit or go in so i had no need to worry. Oh how wrong was i Max started to pant faster and it seemed he was comming very close to comming. this made lucy breathe faster and rub her delisousy pussy into my face. Then MAX really went for it and his ball burts into my ass i screamed but it was muffled by Lucys pussy as she seen the pain i was in she began to cum and scream in ectasy she started to shake vigoursly and juice squited violently into me face. Then i felt some hot cream start to enter my ass Max was cumming it was causing pain the was so much squirtin into me. I staarted to cum as i realised I WAS A BITCH.

I layed there for a moment then max walked off without a care as if i was a common slut. Then Lucy got up and put her shorts on and walked to the door and said see you tommotow bitch. I laided there echausted catching my breathe face dripping ass ozzing and cock still treackling. I was a hotty sticky bitch left to recover for tommorow.

My sister and the horses

mangoman on Animal Stories

I started my own business and my wife took a new job out of town. Maggie would come home on Friday night and leave on Sunday night. This left us horny all week.

 

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tyle="margin: 0in 0in 0pt">Maggie was staying with her sister Bonnie and renting a room from her. Bonnie had been raising mini horses for many years. Since it was springtime on the farm there was a lot of breading going on. The stud horse “Jake” was in heaven as he got to fuck every day.

 

Maggie and I were fucking doggy style one Saturday afternoon when she blurts out YES FUCK ME HARD JAKE. I say who the fuck is Jake? Mag said you know the horse at Bonnie. I ask her if she wanted the horse to fuck her and she said no but it turns me on to watch the horses breading. I then asked why she said fuck me hard Jake. Maggie said well I was thinking that I was the mare that he was fucking.

 

The next Thursday Maggie called and said that she had fallen on the cement steps and skinned her knees. When she got home I looked at her knees and it looked as if the skinned spots were more like rug burns. I got Maggie out of her clothes and was giving her a massage. I looked at her pussy lips and they were all puffy, swelled up and bruised looking. Mag would not let me get near her pussy all weekend. The thought of her fucking Jake the stud horse flooded my mind.

 

I was to go see Maggie the next weekend and help her with a project. I was to meet her on Saturday morning. I finished my contract on Wednesday so I thought I’d surprise Maggie and go see her early. I got to Bennie’s around 8:30 pm. I knocked on the door and got no answer. Maggie and Bennie’s cars were in the driveway.

 

I walked out back to the barn area and noticed that all the horses were in the barn.

I stepped up to the door and listened. I could hear Bonnie and Maggie talking. Bonnie said this is how I let Jake fuck me so my knees don’t get sore. I found a peek hole that I could look into and there was Bonnie on her back on a bale of hay with Jakes hard cock filling her cunt. Bonnie had her fingers in Maggie’s cunt and was thumbing her clit. Maggie said “I had that horse when I was young and I’d get so wet every time he dropped his cock, I wanted to have him fuck my but he was to big.” ”Jake fucked me three times last week and my pussy is so happy but my knees are so sore.” Bonnie started to rub her clit and came just as Jake filled her cunt with cum. They had a mare that was in heat next to Jakes pen, she pissed and Jake was ready to fuck again. Maggie got on her back and lay on the hay bales with her legs hanging over the edge. Jake put his feet up on the hay along side Maggie and Bonnie guided his cock into Maggie. My cock was so hard and ready to explode as I rubbed it.

 

 I wanted to go into the barn and join the party but I thought I’d play some games with Maggie.  I wondered if she would confess to fucking the horse, and what about Bonnie finger fucking her.  Jake fucked Maggie to two orgasms then he filled her cunt with his horse cum.

 

Jake got down and stood by the mare as she teased him. Bonnie squatted over Maggie and lowered her pussy onto her face. Maggie licked her pussy as Bonnie licked the cum out of Maggie’s pussy. Bonnie tried to fist fuck Maggie but she was to sore for that. Maggie said she could fist her latter. Bonnie said she wanted to be fisted so Maggie slipped her hand in her cunt. As she sucked her clit, That was more than I could take. I shot the second load of cum on the barn wall.

 

I left for about an hour then returned. The girls were surprised when I pulled up into the yard. We made small talk and I ask them to show me around the place. They said they would the next day. I badgered them enough that they gave in. We went into the barn and looked at the horses and Jake got excited and dropped his cock. I told Maggie look he wants to fuck you. She said well he does that when any body comes in the barn. I said well how many times have you came in the barn. I walked over to the stall that THEY HAD SET UP TO FUCK JAKE. I asked what the hay was for and why was there blankets on it like that. They said it was to let it dry. I then ask why were there hoof prints like that on it. They both started to stutter. 

 

I walked over to the mare in heat and she was winking her pussy and pissing. She wanted some horse cock. Mag and Bonnie said look she wants fucked. My cock was hard and Maggie grabbed it. She asked me if seeing her pussy winking turned me on. I said the proof if in your hand. Maggie dropped to her knees and took my cock out and started to suck it. I protested the best I could and said but, but, but what about Bonnie. Mag said I know you would love to have both of us suck you off.  With that Bonnie took the lead and moved Mag out of the way and took my cock in her mouth. Maggie took off her clothes and lay on the hay.

 

 Jake was going nuts and pawing the floor. Bonnie led me over to Maggie and I saw that her cunt was so swollen and puffy. Bonnie dropped to her knees and sucked Maggie’s pussy. She had her ass up in the air as I looked at her big fat puffy cunt. Maggie said go ahead and fuck her. Fuck her hard like Jake does.  I played dumb and said you mean Jake will fuck a women.  Maggie said yes but you fuck her first and fill her with your cum. I slipped my cock into her big pussy and fucked her as she ate Maggie. I spit on her ass hole and gave her a thumb job. Bonnie loved her ass played with and told me to put my cock in her ass.  It did not take long until I filled her ass with my cum. 

 

Maggie got up and brought Jake into the breeding pen. Bonnie was on her back and waiting for her horse cock. Maggie said this is why the hoof prints are on the blanket like that.  Bonnie took a-hold of Jakes cock and started it in to her pussy. I watched like I had never seen the show before. I was behind Maggie and had my cock in the crack of her ass as I played with her tits. Maggie was dripping wet. I whispered in her ear if she wanted to try him. She said maybe. I asked if that was why her pussy was so swollen and she moaned. I asked if Jakes cock fit into her and again I got no answer just a moan.

 

I bent my knees and brought the tip of my cock to her ass hole and she said no. I said you always say no that it will not fit. I said does the horse cock fit in your cunt and she said I don’t know. I pushed the head of my cock in her ass. Maggie whimpered, as her ass was very tight. I asked if it took a while to get used to Jakes cock and she gave me the I’m not going to answer that moan. I pushed into her ass farther, with more whimpering. Bonnie was going wild and getting slammed by Jake. I ask Mag if Jake fucked her hard like that. The same moan came. I pushed my cock all the way in her ass. I could feel her heart beat her ass was so tight. I did not have to move in her as her ass milked the cum from my cock.

I told her that I wanted to watch her fuck Jake again.  Maggie said what did you say? I gave her a moan for an answer. I told her that I had come to visit a while before I came to visit. Maggie and Bonnie both said so you saw everything and came back latter on. Maggie started to cry and sob that she was sorry for not telling the truth. I just said Just Fuck Jake. Maggie was on her back and had Jake in her so fast. She fucked like a wild slut.

Jake humped up and started to fill my lovers cunt with his cum.

 

That little mare had her tail up and was flashing her red-lipped pussy at me and her lube was oozing out of her.  Maggie went over to the pen and opened the gate. The mare had the right height pussy for my cock. Bonnie lifted her tail and Maggie put my cock in the opening.  The mare squatted and her pussy looked like it was going to eat my cock.

I pushed in and buried my cock in her horse cunt. I could not believe how tight and hot a horse cunt could be. Then again if my woman could fit Jakes cock in her, the mini horse would have a small cunt for a horse.

 

I fucked that mare for all I was worth. Maggie was on her knees and Bonnie was standing in front of her. Maggie had her fist in Bonnie cunt. I always had a thing for wanting to fist a woman. I filled the mare’s cunt with cum and pulled out of her. Her pussy was still winking so I lubed up my hand and shoved it in the mare’s cunt. I have very large fore arms so I only could get in her half way to my elbow.

 

Maggie puts her hand into Bonnie cunt then makes a fist. Her fist is bigger than the opening, so she can’t pull it out. Maggie loves to rape Bonnie that way. But that is another story.

 

Angie's Misbehavior (part five of series)

katiestriapach on Animal Stories


He had wanted to fuck her up against the same wall he had gotten to last time, but she wanted to keep him from making a garden of hickies across her chest again. She had been the one to suggest him doing her from behind.

“I’m gonna come,” he grunted.

“Don’t come in me. Do it on me.”

“Where at?”

“J
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ust on the outside.”

He pulled out of her. She felt the head of his small dick rubbing against her pussy as he masturbated himself the rest of the way, then the warm ropes of come as they hit her. She grinned, but he couldn’t see it in the darkness.

Angie stood up straight and smoothed her skirt down, enjoying the feeling of the boy’s come smearing between her thighs, still dripping slowly downward. School would be out in just about forty-five minutes, and she’d head to Cara’s car again. It had been two weeks since she’d seen her. She had been suckered into going to her father’s family reunion the Friday before, so she didn’t get to see Cara and Joey. She couldn’t wait for Cara to discover what was between her legs today, though.

“Are you on something?” Robbie asked as he tucked his shirt in.

“Huh?”

“Are you on the pill or something?”

“Oh, yeah, I’m on the pill.”

She had been taking the birth control pills her mother had forced her to get. She was being a good girl, where that was concerned.

Her last class of the day was art. She used every excuse possible to keep from having to sit down. She didn’t want anything to rub off onto her skirt. Near the end of class, she looked down and noticed that come had smeared as far as the inside of her knee, making a shiny, sticky streak that was visible from under her skirt. Making no effort to hide it, she just watched the clock. As soon as the second hand made its last tick toward three, she grabbed her backpack and bolted from the room.

Cara kissed her when she got in. It didn’t take her long to spy the come on Angie’s leg, and Angie knew when she had. Cara just tsk-tsked and shook her head.

“Where are we going?” Angie asked when they passed Cara’s house.

“You’ll see. I told you you’d get a real punishment, if I found you’d been fucking around again, didn’t I?”

“Yeah...”

“I arranged for it. I knew you’d test me.” Cara wore a big smirk on her face.

Now Angie was a little nervous. She couldn’t imagine what Cara had cooked up for a real punishment.

They pulled up in front of what Angie took to be a nightclub, at first. Cara got out and motioned impatiently to be followed.

“What’s the name of this place?” Angie asked.

“It’s called The Dome. You’ll see why when we get inside.”

The club was closed, empty, and dark. The ceiling was high – at least 18 feet – and shaped like a dome, complete with mosaic work to imitate stained glass. She stopped and turned in a circle until she could figure out what the mosaic was depicting. Her eyes widened, and she realized that the place certainly wasn’t your typical nightclub. The mosaic roughly formed the scene of a nude woman chained up spread-eagle, with a man in a mask holding a riding crop, ready to strike her with it.

“Uh, Cara? What kind of place is this?”

“It’s an S and M club, silly. Didn’t know it was here?”

“No...”

“That’s okay. I didn’t know it was here, until Daniel told me about it.”

“Who’s Daniel?”

“He’s been coming to those pet-lovers meetings. You should attend another one sometime.”

“Yeah... So, who’s Daniel?”

“A friend. He works here as a Dom. He’s one of the guys I’ve been fucking to try to get pregnant. He’s a very nice specimen of male.” Cara winked at her.

A man exited a door somewhere at the back of the club, walking toward them. Cara smirked at his shower-damp hair and hooded eyes. “Hey, John, baby. You have fun today?”

He gave her a sleepy smile. Cara patted him on the shoulder, and his eyes roamed up and down Angie as he passed.

Angie blushed at his look. “That’s another nice specimen of male, as you put it,” she giggled when he was out of earshot. “You know him?”

“Sure do. He’s a sweet kid. Just, ah, ‘broke up’ with his Master. Wasn’t a very nice guy. So, Jonathan’s getting his fix from my friend here, for now.”

“Your friend that we’re going to meet?”

“Oh yes.”

Cara opened the same door in the back of the club that the man they had passed came through. It opened into a large room, colder than the front, with one wall covered by nothing but mirrors. The lights were a bit dim, but it was enough to see fine by. It smelled slightly of antiseptic cleaner. She saw a tall, muscular black man. A chair from the bar area sat behind him. Near his feet lay Joey, who leapt up and galloped toward Angie when he saw her.

“Angie,” Cara said, “this is Daniel. Daniel, this is Angie. She’s the one I told you about.”

Angie looked up – very up – at the man. He was at least a foot taller than she. “Hi,” she greeted him, smiling even more nervously.

“Nice to meet you, Angie,” he smiled back. “I heard you’ve been a bad little girl...” He laughed. It was a deep laugh, the kind that strikes fear into an audience when the movie’s villain chuckles. It invoked a similar tickle somewhere in Angie.

Joey was nudging under her skirt, licking at the drying come. She unsuccessfully tried to push his head away. Daniel grinned at the scene and looked to Cara.

“See, what did I tell you? She’s been getting some on the side.” Cara laughed and turned back to Angie, pointing to the back of the room. “There’s a shower through that door. Just wash the jizz off, though. And come back naked.”

Angie obeyed, hurriedly washing between her legs and drying herself with one of the towels stacked beside the sink. She held it in front of her body as she went back out, self conscious in front of the virtual stranger.

“Drop the towel,” Cara snapped at her.

Angie let it go and stepped over it, walking closer to them.

Cara stepped behind her and gently pulled the holder off her ponytail. “I want your hair loose. I have a gift for you, too...” She bent down and pulled something from her purse, a coil before she’d stretched it wide. A collar. She threaded it under Angie’s hair and buckled it at the front.

Angie heard an extra little ‘click’. She looked in the wall of mirrors. A tiny, silver, heart-shaped lock was securing the three-quarter-inch-wide black collar.

“I’m the only one with the key,” Cara told her, “and I don’t have it with me. You know what this collar means?”

Angie looked in the mirror again. It didn’t look half bad. She thought she looked strangely vulnerable. But she knew people would ask questions, the main ones being her parents. She decided to come up with something later to tell them, though.

Cara continued, “It means that you’re mine.” She put her lips to Angie’s ear, “You’re my little slut. And my dog’s bitch anytime he wants a go at your cunt.”

With a blush darkening on her cheeks, Angie nodded.

“I want her spanked, first off. Good and hard,” Cara told Daniel.

“Wait,” Angie shook her head, then spoke much more softly, “Only Cara spanks my pussy...”

Cara shrugged. “Okay, then.” She hooked her finger under Angie’s collar and pulled her along, over to the vacant chair. “Put your hands against the glass, spread your legs, and prop one foot up on the chair.”

A little awkwardly, Angie obeyed. She bent over, red hair slithering down on both sides of her neck, one foot raised higher and placed on the seat of the chair to expose her cunt. Cara shed her own clothes, down to only the slip of fabric that passed for panties. She tilted her head to look at the puffy mound that formed Angie’s pussy, its pronounced slit already glistening.

Cara ran a hand over the curve of her ass, then drew her hand back and slapped Angie’s pussy hard, making her cry out. She looked at her palm, already streaked with wetness.

“Again?” she asked.

“Mm, again!” Angie nodded her head.

Cara hit the girl’s pussy again, the contact with her slick flesh making a loud ‘crack!’ throughout the room. Angie fell forward a little, whimpering. Cara didn’t ask for more encouragement. She spanked Angie’s wet cunt until it was bright red, her clit swollen, shining like a ripe cherry.

“Stand up,” Cara told her.

She did so, wincing at the pressure closing her legs put on her pussy. She reached down, petting the stinging area as if she could soothe it.

“I have another little present for you...”

Angie looked up to find Cara holding a thin, hollow needle.

“Keep your hands at your sides,” Cara ordered as Angie realized what she was going to do. She licked the redhead’s pale pink nipples, making them stand plump and erect before pinching one and pushing the needle through the tender bit of flesh, making the girl whine and her eyes snap wide in pain. Cara slipped a shiny barbell through and proceeded to the other breast, doing the same to it.

“I didn’t think you’d mind a little permanent reminder of today.” Cara stroked the now pierced nipples gently with her fingertips. “Get down on your hands and knees,” she commanded again.

Angie lowered herself to the floor. Joey took it as an invitation, just as Cara knew he would. He immediately mounted her, humping his furry sheathed cock against her pussy until it began to peek out, the moist point of it poking around at the sore area. She flinched in pain, biting her lip. Cara reached between them, rubbing her hand back and forth on Joey’s cock until it was continuously dripping pre-come and erect enough to guide into her cunt. When it had slipped in, Cara stood back to watch.

She smirked and moaned quietly to herself at the sight of the mound of Angie’s bare pussy being split by her dog’s cock. She pushed her panties down and kicked them off, freeing her own pussy for her fingers.

“Goddamn,” Daniel grunted, standing beside Cara to watch the spectacle. He quickly skinned off his jeans and underwear, rubbing his growing cock. “Think she’d blow me?” he asked her.

“Oh yes, she will.” Cara circled around to Angie’s front with him.

He got on his knees in front of her, his cock curving up toward his belly till he pushed it down and against her lips. Angie turned her head away, mouth shut tight.

“Open your mouth, Angie,” Cara scolded her. Angie shook her head. Cara gave her a quick pop right on the mouth with her hand, shocking Angie into gasping, her mouth open. “The collar means you do what I say. I say you suck his cock. Now.”

Tears shined in Angie’s eyes, but she opened her mouth, running her tongue around the dark head of Daniel’s cock. She worked the slit with the tip of her tongue, making him grunt as he put a hand on the back of her head to pull her forward. She struggled a little, but looked up and found Cara giving her a glare of warning. She opened her mouth wider, letting him push inches of his thick cock into her mouth, stretching her lips wide. She felt the head of his cock nudging at the back of her throat.

“Take a deep breath, bitch,” he told her in a voice that was used to telling people exactly what to do and having them obey him. She got a breath of air into her lungs just as he jerked her head forward, forcing his cock down her throat.

From the side, Cara watched Angie’s neck spasm, swelling with the cock’s invasion. Angie struggled harder, trying to pull her head back, eyes watering so hard the tears dripped down her red face. She was making noises that made it obvious she was gagging. Cara nodded and Daniel pulled his cock completely out of her mouth. Angie hung her head down, gasping and chocking, until Daniel took her head in his hands and began face-fucking her again. He didn’t go back down her throat, but pumped his cock in her mouth until he was ready to come. When he did, he thrust harder, cock almost pushing all the way down, then spurting in her mouth, filling it with come.

“Swallow,” Cara commanded. She did, though with some difficulty, and a string of the white liquid crawled down her chin. Cara leaned down, holding Angie’s face still until she licked up the corner of the younger girl’s mouth, cleaning away the last of the come. She turned back to Daniel, “Get it hard again and you can have her cunt when he’s done.”

She turned back and asked, “Is Joey tied yet?” Angie shook her head. “Okay, then. Just enjoy the fucking till he’s done. Then we’ll continue.”

Angie was glad to hear this. She lowered her head and closed her eyes tight, mouth sore and her throat aching, concentrating only on Joey’s cock pumping in and out of her pussy, and his pre-come slowly running down her legs. She waited for what seemed like an eternity to feel his cock demanding entrance to her womb, but soon after that, it had pushed through and his knot was demanding a similar entrance to her abused cunt. She flinched every time it pressed harder against her opening, making the sore area even more painful. She was thankful that the inside of her pussy wasn’t sore yet as the end of his cock rubbed the full circumference of her cervix, giving her a delicious but slightly aching feeling deep within. She squeezed her pussy muscles around the animal’s slick cock, and when she released them, his knot popped inside. She gasped and groaned as it did. The knot pulled at her with his hard yanks outward.

She whimpered a chant of “Oh... Oh...” with hard gulps punctuating it when Joey began coming fully. She rocked herself back and forth a little with his humps as she felt her womb fill, then the length of her vagina around the bright red cock. She hoped he hadn’t been denied coming since she’d last let him fuck her, but she just knew that Cara had let it build up again. As the come stretched her womb, her abdomen swelled slowly. She reached down to rub her belly.

Cara appeared next to her suddenly, yelling at her, “No!” and reaching under her to jerk her hand away. She slapped her still searingly painful pussy, making her yelp in further pain. “Lean forward like I showed you.”

Angie leaned against the floor, shoulders touching the cold tile, her arms bent on either side of her head. She moaned softly as the dog continued humping and pulling at her, still emptying come into her body.

Minutes that seemed like hours passed before Joey was ready to wedge his knot from her pussy. It came out slowly, centimeters at a time, until it suddenly popped free. She whimpered in relief as the come was released, running down her belly and between her breasts. It pooled around her shoulders and chin where they touched the floor, soaking the last six inches of her hair where it lay in the puddle.

She only had a moment of peace before she felt a pair of rather large hands jerk her over onto her back, smearing the other side of her body, as well.

Cara was standing over her. “Her cunt’s still full of it because she hasn’t stood up yet. Look,” she bent over and pressed a hand flat on Angie’s abdomen, making more come run out of her and onto the floor. Angie groaned and Daniel laughed, positioning his cock at the entrance of her cunt, which was still aching from the dog’s knot being yanked out.

“This’ll feel better,” Cara promised, “it’ll be hitting your clit.” She sat down beside them, wetting her fingers in the come pooled on the floor and beginning to roll her own clit between her thumb and index finger.

Daniel thrust his cock into her hard, making her grunt. He kept thrusting, just as hard, until he met resistance.

Cara grinned when Angie’s body jerked. “Her cervix is wide open. Dog cocks are made to do that to bitches. Keep hitting it. Try to ram on through.”

Angie whimpered again, tensing her muscles for it. Daniel pulled out, just the head of his cock still in her, and thrust harder. She cried out, feeling the broad head slam into her. It was too broad to go all the way through, though. He thrust in and out of her, his cock grinding against her sore, swollen clit as he did so, and his fingers squeezed her slick ass cheeks, rough nails biting into them. She wrapped her legs around his waist, whimpering along with his thrusts as an orgasm began to building her belly. She came, the muscles inside her cunt gripping Daniel’s cock and making him slam harder into her as he came. He grunted again, spurting inside her, and finished just before she had a chance to come.

Cara lifted Angie’s head up, resting it on her folded legs, so that she could easily see her own pussy.

Angie looked up at her. “I thought we were done...”

“Oh no, not quite yet. Stay still and spread your legs open wider.” Cara turned her attention to Daniel, who was standing near her, his cock exhausted. “Get down between her legs. I want to see how far you can get a fist in her.”

Joey wandered over unbidden. He ducked his head down and began licking the come and juices off the mound of Angie’s pussy, dipping his tongue just into her slit every few licks. Angie’s hips tried to writhe as if they had a mind of their own.

Daniel smiled and kneeled between Angie’s open legs, slipping three fingers into her cunt with no effort. Four went in with just a little effort and massaging of the slick, pink hole. Her thighs were coated with a mixture of her arousal and Joey and Daniel’s come. His hand felt huge as his knuckles pushed in and out of her, his thumb scraping across her clit each time. He added his thumb into the thrusting and began to push harder, stretching her opening further. He and Cara were both pleasantly surprised when his hand almost disappeared inside Angie. She lay whimpering, face drawn, in Cara’s lap, watching herself being used. Daniel pulled his hand nearly out once more before thrusting in harder, her pussy now wrapped snugly around his wrist. With each push, he worked his hand in further, a fraction of an inch up his wrist at a time, until he couldn’t get it in any further. He continued pulling it out and pushing back in, savoring the slight swelling and shrinking of her pale belly as he did.

Cara smirked as the girl’s tongue peeked out to wet her lips. She reached out and began playing with one of Angie’s nipples, making her flinch. “A woman’s cunt can stretch to accept just about anything, Angie. Obviously, there’s childbirth. But larger things. It’s all a question of training and exercising the hole.”

Cara leaned further forward to massage Angie’s clit carefully, the already swollen button of flesh turning an even more vivid red with the attention. Joey licked Angie around Daniel’s hand, now licking high on the inside of her thighs. His cock was peeking out of his sheath again, and Angie realized they had been there playing with her body for hours. Cara’s breasts dangled over Angie’s face. After a moment of trying, her mouth finally found and held onto one of Cara’s nipples, making the woman gasp and she sucked and pressed on it with her tongue.

The rubbing Cara’s fingers were working at made Angie’s back begin to arch. Her own breath quickened again. She gasped as she came, her own juices and the remains of the come inside her dripping out around Daniel’s wrist, making it easier for him to fist her more quickly. As her orgasm died off, he pulled his hand out of her with a suctioning sound. She suddenly missed the feeling of being filled.

Cara turned Angie over onto her stomach in the mess on the floor, giving her a good coating again and smearing her face with it. She got to her own feet and left Angie in the middle of the thin puddle of come. “Do you think you’ve learned your lesson? That you’re never, ever to fuck without my permission again?”

Angie sat up, hands sliding in the cool body fluids. She nodded. “Yes, ma’am,” she admitted hoarsely.

“Good. While Daniel and I clean up, I have one more thing for you. Get on your hands and knees and let Joey mount your filthy cunt again. He should be just about done with you by the time we’re finished.”

Both turned and started toward the other end of the room. Angie asked, “Will I get to shower after you?”

“No. You’ll wait till we get home, to clean up.”

Angie started to panic, thinking that perhaps this would be the ultimate of Cara’s punishment, making her show herself to her parents like this. “But – I can’t go home like this! I’m covered in-”

“No, silly, my house.” Cara laughed. “Oh, and don’t worry, Joey won’t come nearly as much in you the second time. You can masturbate, too, if you like.” She disappeared into the bathroom.

Very reluctantly, Angie pulled herself up onto her hands and knees, reaching back with one hand to pat her bottom and tempt Joey into fucking her again. To her dismay, he trotted right up and mounted, stabbing at her pussy twice before sinking his cock in all the way to his knot. She felt the knot swell as he fucked her. it wasn’t as bad as she had feared it would be, seeing as how sore her cunt was, inside and out. It still hurt and burned the abused flesh, but there wasn’t as much friction with her cunt still stretched. She barely felt his cock penetrate her womb. His knot slipped inside her body easily. She lowered her shoulders to the floor, resting her cheek in the strange-smelling mess. Extending one hand, she carefully began to roll her clit between her fingers. At first contact with the nub, she gasped, pain jolting through her. When Joey came, she was relieved to find that Cara was telling her the truth. His come drained easily from her insides with Joey still humping away, drizzling down her stomach. She came quickly, gasping with her mouth wide open. She licked her lips and her tongue grazed the floor, collecting a bit of the cold come there. She licked again, purposefully gathering more.

She heard a laugh. It came from Cara. They had stepped out of the bathroom just in time to see her tongue flick out against the floor. “My sweet little whore...” Cara said, smiling at her.

Joey decided he had finished with her and got down, pulling his cock out and walking away to clean it. Angie tried to raise up, slipping in the come again and landing stomach-down in it once before managing to get to her feet. Daniel found a plastic bag for Cara to put Angie’s soiled clothes in as she wiped the redhead down with a towel and put a terrycloth robe on her, also courtesy of Daniel.

“Don’t worry about any of this. I’ll clean up the mess. This time.” Daniel followed them to Cara’s car, since it was far past dark.

Cara shooed Joey into the back seat and guided Angie into the passenger seat, clicking the seatbelt around her. Angie was half asleep, letting Cara arrange her where she pleased. Her hair, sticky and twisted into clumps, stayed tucked into the robe’s collar. She curled her legs onto the seat.

Daniel walked around to the driver’s side, talking to Cara as she got in. “You two are new to the life, I know. But you, Little Miss Domme, you have to take care of little miss sub. You collared her.”

“I know. Don’t you worry. She’ll be well cared for.” Cara winked and closed her door, driving off.

On the drive home, Angie drifted in and out of sleep. Cara got her into the house and walked her to the bathroom, then disappeared for a few minutes to put their clothes into the washer and feed Joey. She was wearing clean pajamas when she came back. Angie was still standing there obediently, though very nearly asleep. She swayed on her feet. Cara peeled the robe off her and put her into the shower for a while, soaping her down good and scrubbing every inch of her to remove the layers of come from her hair and slender body. She turned off the water when the younger girl was clean, taking a douche from the bathroom cabinet and inserting the tip into Angie, who startled as the cool water flooded her warm pussy. She watched the solution as it flowed down her legs, flushing much of the remnant of the come from her.

Cara turned on the bathtub faucet and guided Angie into it, the redhead perfectly compliant in her exhaustion. She gently soaped and washed her further, kissing her face and telling her how good she had been. She squeezed water from the washcloth over Angie’s newly pierced nipples, making her flinch again. Cara leaned over and carefully took the closest nipple into her mouth, tonguing it, then repeated on the other. One of her hands held the soft washcloth between Angie’s legs, very gently massaging her raw clit. Angie whimpered a little, then sighed, her breath quickening before she shuddered to her last orgasm of the night. Cara rinsed her nipples again before helping her over the edge of the tub, drying her body and rubbing the water out of her hair with a towel.

Cara rummaged through the drawer of her dresser until she found the little jar she was looking for. She kneeled in front of Angie and nudged her legs apart, dipping her fingers into the cream and massaging it into Angie’s pussy as far as her fingers could push inside.

“What’s that?” Angie asked, blinking sleepily.

“Tightening cream. Just in case. I like your pussy good and tight, for all sorts of different reasons.” Cara winked at her and gently kissed her pussy mound before standing up again.

She put Angie to bed, then climbed in beside her. Angie’s damp hair clung to her pale shoulders and back as she squirmed closer against Cara, resting her cheek against the other woman’s breast. One hand curled near her mouth, fingernails against her lips.

In the morning, Angie drifted back toward consciousness. She stretched her limbs and gave a silent, kittenish yawn. She looked up to see Cara looking back at her, smiling.

“Did you sleep well?” Cara asked.

“Yup.”

“Good. So, did you enjoy last night? Despite the punishments?”

“Ohh, yes... Because of it. I wouldn’t have kept Robbie’s jizz on me, if I didn’t want you to see it.” Angie smiled coyly.

“Tsk-tsk. Do you remember the promise you made last night?”

Angie blushed. “Yes... I enjoyed last night, but I don’t want all that or worse all at once again.”

“Good girl.”

Angie arrived home later that afternoon. The second she stepped through the door, her mother spotted the collar she wore.

“What in the world is that thing around your neck?” Her mother raised one eyebrow disapprovingly.

“Oh... I bought it last night. When Karen and I ran out to the mall for a new blouse for her.”

“I don’t think that’s something you should be wearing all the time. It’s inappropriate. We’re about to go out for dinner-”

“Oh, good! I’m starving!”

“So, go take that thing off, and we’ll leave.”

“I can’t...”

“And why not?” Her mother tapped a foot on the entryway tile impatiently.

“I don’t have the key. I lost it somewhere at Karen’s.”

Her mother sighed long-sufferingly. “Fine. Go change your clothes. Hurry!”

Angie ran upstairs. She’d almost told her mother that her clothes had only just come out of the dryer, but decided she had pushed her luck enough for one day. She was glad to have a change to get to her room, though. Apparently, Cara had kept her panties.



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Jag Chapter 11

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Chapter Eleven

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Sarah MacKenzie got her place ready for the arrival of Harriet Simms-Roberts. She wasn't sure if she should go through with this idea. The whole thing was putting into jeopardy, not only her career, but Harriet's as well.

Then her mind was made up when the front doorbell sounded. Jingo yapped excitedly at the knowledge that company was at the door.

Mac opened the door and there stood Harriet. She was wearing a short skirt and a silk blouse. At recognizing the blonde woman at the door, Jingo jumped up on her, standing to her shoulders, and began lapping her face with his rough tongue.

"Ha-ha-ha," Harriet laughed at the dog's recognition. "Glad to see that you remembered me."

"C'mon in Harriet," Mac stepped aside letting the petite woman in. "Let me take your coat."

She was acting like a host for a formal function. When Harriet smiled broadly at her, Mac was confused as to why. Then she realized how stupid she was acting about all of this, and they both broke out laughing.

Harriet handed her a bottle of wine that she had brought along as an ice-breaker. Mac had to remind her that she was an alcoholic and couldn't drink any of it.

"Oh don't worry Sarah," Harriet told her. "It's non-alcoholic. See."

She pointed at the label and sure enough it said plainly that it was a non- alcoholic substitute.

They poured each other a glass and toasted to their new friendship and relationship. Mac even poured some in Jingo's bowl so he could toast with them.

"What do you want to do first?" Harriet asked.

"Well... I... I never did anything with a woman before," the Colonel admitted.

"Would you like me to show you?" Harriet asked.

Mac could only nod her head shyly. This was all so new to her. Before this, all of her sexual encounters had been strictly with men. Now look at her. She got fucked by a ram, her dog, and now a female subordinate from work was about to show her how women please each other.

"First, lets get undressed," Harriet told her.

The blonde-haired Lieutenant took the lead and began stripping right in front of Mac and Jingo. After a few moments of gazing at her, Mac got up and followed suite. Within minutes both women stood naked in Colonel MacKenzie's livingroom and in front of Jingo, her dog.

Harriet gently pushed Mac backwards until she fell on her back.

"Just relax Colo... Sarah," Harriet tried to reassure her. "Let me get you started, then you can jump in anytime."

Mac did as Harriet suggested and slowed her breathing to relax more. But her excitement was getting the better of her. For the first time since being a teenager, Mac couldn't seem to get her breathing to settle at all.

Harriet gazed at Mac's heaving breasts as she kept breathing in deep gulps of air. It had been such a long time for the blonde Lieutenant since she had had an opportunity with such a beautiful woman. She realized that she would have to give up that aspect of her sexual practices when she signed up in the Navy. She just never thought that it would have been such a difficult sacrifice.

Harriet began moving her hands across Mac's voluptuous tits, and then rubbing her way back down to her belly.

Mac was luxuriating to the sensual massage the blonde woman was giving her. she could feel her nipples hardening with each passing second.

"Tha... that feels sooo good Harriet," Mac gasped.

"We're just starting Sarah," Harriet smiled at her acceptance.

With those words, Harriet lowered her head and began kissing Sarah's skin softly. She worked her way from her belly-button up to her beautiful tits. When she finally reached Mac's nipples she sucked one in, then the other.

"Ooooh!" Mac gasped out loud in shocked pleasure. "That... that feels nicccce."

Mac brought her hand to the back of Harriet's head and caressed her soft golden locks of hair.

Harriet's hands weren't idle as this went on. She kept her hand busily caressing Mac's belly and slowly worked their way down to Mac's groin area.

Mac arched her back in surprise when she felt Harriet's fingertips make contact with her pussylips. She wasn't expecting such a bold move so fast.

"Relax Sarah," Harriet told her, smiling. "I'm not gonna hurt you, you know."

Mac did relax as the pleasure of Harriet's touch swept over her body. She began clamping and unclamping her legs methodically as she tried to massage her pussylips without touching them.

Harriet noticed what Mac was doing and smiled broadly. She realized that she was having a positive effect on her superior. Now was the time to go for the big move. She lowered her head into Mac's groin and began licking along the rim of Mac's pussy.

"Oh! Mmmmmmmmh!" Mac hummed. "Tha... that feels... that feels fantastic Harriet."

That's when Harriet realized that Sarah MacKenzie was a lesbian virgin, so to speak. Knowing this only served to arouse her even more, she buried her face back into Mac's moist pussy planning to give the Colonel the best sexual experience of her life.

Mac responded positively to Harriet's attentive treatment of her cunt. She wasted no time in spreading her legs further apart to give the blonde Lieutenant better access to her private region.

'Now should be a good time to give her a taste of a woman's sex,' Harriet thought to herself as she deftly flipped herself around.

Mac suddenly found herself staring at Harriet's blonde bush above her face. She wasn't quite sure what she should be doing at this point. But once Harriet resumed licking and sucking her cunt for her, her mind was made up.

'Its only right that I give as good as I'm getting,' she mused in her mind.

With that, she raised herself slightly and tentatively flicked her tongue across Harriet's already excited pussylips. That first contact with another woman's vagina was the most exciting experience yet.'Better even than the ram's cock or Jingo's,' she thought.

Without even thinking about what she was doing Mac wrapped her arms around Harriet's waist and hugged her closer to her own body, their tits crushing against each other.

Harriet squirmed excitedly at Mac's acceptance of their lovemaking. She dipped into Mac's groin once more and nibbled her aroused clit, causing Mac to arch her back in orgasm.

"Oh God Harriet!" Mac exclaimed as her orgasm flooded over her. "That's soooo fucking grrreat!"

"Don't forget my pussy Colonel," the blonde Lieutenant said, falling back into her familiar military decorum.

Mac let that pass and lifted her head back to Harriet's moist pussy and located her clit. She did as Harriet had done only seconds before for her and bit down lightly on the blood engorged organ. This too triggered an orgasm on the part of Harriet.

The two women squirmed and luxuriated on their own orgasms as they kept cumming and splashing each others face with the sticky syrup.

All the while Jingo, Mac's dog, just stood by the bedroom doorway with a confused look on his face. Though he couldn't understand what these two human females were doing to each other, his keen sense of smell had quickly detected the familiar aroma of sex in the closed confines of the apartment.

Even though it definitely wasn't the smell of a bitch in heat, his instincts still commanded his blood to surge to his loins and his knobby penis. And since he had had previous sexual couplings with both these woman, he felt sure of what was expected of him soon.

So, while Harriet and Mac continued pleasing each others bodies, Jingo's cock was preparing itself for what was expected of him. Inch by inch his canine penis grew and grew out of its hiding place in that furry sheath under his belly.

"Mmmmmmmh! Harriet," Mac moaned as she continued lapping her friends labia. "I never would have believed that it would be anything like this."

"This isn't half of it, Sarah," Harriet replied as she stuffed her middle finger past the Colonel's sphincter.

"Oooooh!" Mac exclaimed at the surprise intrusion.

Jingo felt that his cock was almost ready for action by now, so he approached the two naked women stealthily. His nose kept sniffing the air before him, so as to remind him what he was after.

Harriet and Mac began rolling across the floor as Jingo got closer and closer. They finally settled into position once again, with Harriet lying on top of the prone Mac.

This was all the enticement that Jingo needed. He leapt forward, landing heavily on Harriet's back. Mac had a front row view of her dog mounting the blonde Lieutenant. She still couldn't get over the size of his cock. And now, being able to compare it next to a woman's pussy, Harriet's, she could see how this animal could give so much pleasure.

"Don... don't stop licking Sarah," Harriet pleaded in anticipation of Jingo's cock. "Kee... keep licking my pussy, even while he's fucking me."

Mac couldn't believe her hears. Was this the same demure petite blonde prude, or so she thought, that worked with her every day for the past four years. How could she not have known how depraved Harriet was in all that time.

But, depraved or not, she resolved herself that she would do as Harriet asked. She brought her head up higher and proceeded to lick Harriet's wet pussy as Jingo's cock was bumping and probing for it just inches away.

Mac could feel splatters of pre-cum from Jingo's cock hitting her on the face as she continued licking the blonde bush above her. Then, just as she was beginning licking Harriet's clit and working her way across her pussylips, Jingo found his mark and slid his hard shaft into the wet opening.

Mac was immediately rewarded by feeling the whole length of his cock slide along her tongue.

'This is even better than when I sucked him off,' Mac thought to herself.

She was enjoying the taste of both cock and pussy simultaneously. This was yet another new experience for her.

"Ooooo yeah Sarah," Harriet moaned as she received Jingo's cock. "You... you're doing finnnne."

Mac noticed Harriet's rear begin to undulate, trying to match its movement to Jingo's humping cock. She watched mesmerized as her dog's cock slid in to disappear. Then pull out, dragging Harriet's pussylips with it.

'Is... is that what my pussy looked like last night?' She wondered.

"Don... don't stop licking," Harriet reminded her.

Mac did as she was told and resumed licking Harriet and Jingo's sex organs, alternating from licking his plunging cock to sucking on Harriet's blood engorged clit. She also got her first close-up glimpse of her dog's knot. She remembered its thickness when he penetrated her just the other night. But now, to see it up close next to Harriet's pussy hole, the difference was frightening.

'How did that ever fit inside of me?' She asked herself.

"That's it Colonel," Harriet moaned. "Keep going girl."

Mac didn't even care that Harriet had returned to calling her by rank again. By now any damage to her military career was irreparable anyway.

Harriet buried her face back into Mac's cunt, concentrating hard on her clit in recompense.

The two officers went on like this for a good fifteen minutes before Mac noticed Jingo's balls tightening, and even she knew what that meant. Her dog was getting ready to unload his sperm in the blonde's pussy. In anticipation of that happening, Mac plastered her lips tightly against Harriet's pussylips where it met with her dog's cock.

She wanted to suck his cum as he shot into Harriet's cunt. Not wanting to lose a drop in the process. So if any began seeping out of her friend's cunt she would be there to catch it. Then, once he pulled out, she would proceed to eat out all of that thick cum out of her too.

Harriet's lips curled into a smile as she read Mac's mind. She was glad that the older woman was getting into this so quickly. She'd have to ask her what got her started. She was fairly certain that one night of rapture with Jingo hadn't done this to her.

As Mac felt her orgasm approaching she wrapped her well toned legs around Harriet's head, trapping the blonde in her groin. For her part, Harriet had no intention of pulling away. In fact, she intensified her licking of her Colonel's vagina, concentrating especially of her excited clit.

"Ooooohgod Harriet!" Mac exclaimed as she came hard.

Harriet was drinking in her cum as fast as she could. This served to trigger her own orgasm which Mac was greedily trying to swallow.

The scent of their cumming fermented the dog's nostrils and it wasn't much longer before he too reached his peak and began emptying his balls into Harriet's clenching pussy.

"Oh yeah Jingo," Harriet groaned. "Fill me with your spunk. Give it all to me boy."

Mac could feel his canine cock pumping the jism into Harriet's pussy, so she clamped her lips hard against both organs in the hope of tasting some of his cum seep out of her friend.

For five long minutes the dog seemed to be shooting his seed in her. Then the first trickle of cum seemed to want to force its way out of her. Mac was the first to notice that Harriet couldn't hold any more of his sperm inside of her as her lips tasted those first few drops of salty cream.

Suddenly, without warning, Jingo pulled out of Harriet's cunt and his cum came splashing down on Mac's surprised face. She was temporarily blinded as the jism covered her eyes. So surprised was she, that she almost forgot what she wanted to do. She wanted to suck her dog's cum out of Harriet's pussy.

So, recovering, she lifted her head and proceeded to suck her friend's cunt, driving her tongue as deep as she could to get to any hidden droplets of jism that may be there.

To help her in her quest for doggy jism, Harriet sat up on Mac's face. In this position gravity would be assisting Mac's search for more cum. Meanwhile, not content to just sit on her friend's face, she began tweaking and pinching her own nipples.

"Oooh yessss Sarah," she moaned. "Suck me out. Eat Jingo's cum out of me. Oh god that feeeels soooo gooddddd!"

Not wanting to miss out on any opportunity, Jingo leapt between Mac's now vacant legs and began licking at her cunt feverishly.

"Mmmmmh!" Mac groaned from within Harriet's cum dripping pussy.

Harriet just smiled in satisfaction as she watched the horny dog burying his snout in her Colonel's pussy. All the while enjoying her own pleasure from Mac's inexperienced tongue.

Colonel Sarah 'Mac' MacKenzie was finding it harder and harder to catch her breath. Between Jingo's licking, which would make her hold her breath every couple of minutes, and Harriet's pussy that was acting as a mask to begin with, she could feel her head spinning from lack of oxygen. But she wouldn't let that stop her from reaching the best sexual experience that she had ever had.

Harriet could feel her climax approaching, so she began undulating her hips across Mac's sucking mouth. Trying to guide her to pay special attention to her over- excited clitoris. This demand for attention wasn't lost on Sarah, she squashed her lips tightly around Harriet's cunt and resumed sucking and licking her friend's sex.

As Sarah concentrated on Harriet's pussy, Jingo had other plans for her mistress' cunt. He lowered himself across her stomach and crawled forward. Mac could feel his furry belly as he move further up her prone body. She couldn't figure out what her dog was trying to do, but she was too busy with Harriet's pussy to worry about it now.

Harriet was in a perfect position to observe what the dog was trying to do, and she smiled mischievously in approval.

A few more inches forward and Mac suddenly felt the warm presence of Jingo's hard, wet cock press against her vulva. Now she understood what he was trying to do. And she had to admit to herself that she wanted him to bury his stiff shaft in her pussy. But Harriet was still straddling her face, which was preventing her from changing to the doggy fuck position that seemed to have worked so well for her the previous night.

What Mac had no way of knowing was how well Harriet had trained her dog while if her care. He now knew much more than any household pet should have a right to know. For instance, Jingo had learned that a human female can be fucked just as well when she was on her back than if he fucked her like an ordinary bitch dog. So he kept crawling forward, his cockhead finally pushing itself past her tight pussylips.

"Mmmmmmmh!" Mac moaned, her mouth still plastered against Harriet's pussy.

"Good boy Jingo!" Harriet said. "Show your mistress what you've learned from me."

With that cry of encouragement, Jingo shoved forward, burying five solid inches into Mac's cunt. In excitement Mac lifted her butt off the floor, pushing with herself up with her legs.

In this elevated position Jingo found it much easier to fuck into her deeply. He even managed to get on his legs and began humping furiously into Mac.

Harriet leaned forward, offering her hanging tits to the tender mercies of the dog's available tongue. Jingo had learned well from the blonde lieutenant's teachings. He began licking her stiff nipples alternately, while never missing a stroke in Mac's cunt.

'God what am I doing?' Mac's mind was reeling. 'I... I can't be doing this. They'll boot me out of the service.'

Despite what she had been through these past few weeks, Mac was still worried about her military career. The homosexual rules still applied and if what she and Harriet were doing ever got out, they would both be charged, and dishonorably discharged soon after. The very idea of her dog fucking and licking her repeatedly hadn't even dawned on her in regards of her career.

Harriet reached down just then and pinched Sarah's nipples hard, bringing the Colonel back to the moment. And at just that moment Jingo shoved forward and buried his knot past Mac's pussylips. Mac grimaced at the bulbous intrusion, then she resumed licking Harriet's pussy above her head.

Harriet smiled wickedly as she noticed Sarah's dog had managed to tie himself with her superior officer. She then offered her nipples alternately to the dog's attention, and Jingo obediently licked her.

She could feel her excitement mounting and knew that she wouldn't be able to hold off her orgasm much longer, and she wanted her friend to taste what a woman taste like in the throws of sexual ecstasy.

As Jingo kept up his humping into his mistress' pussy in the crouched position that Harriet had taught him. He was enjoying to added treat that the blonde Lieutenant was offering him.

"Oh god Jingo," Mac moaned. "Tha... that feels so good. Your... your cock is so big, boy."

But when she tried to pull away from her dog's humping cock, she discovered that he was simply dragged along with her pussy on the hardwood floor. That's when her memory showed her scenes of dogs tied together whenever they fucked.

"Oh god Harriet!" She exclaimed in alarm. "I... I think that Jingo's stuck in me."

"Its okay Colonel," the blonde subordinate told her. "Its perfectly natural."

"Bu... but what if he doesn't get loose?" Sarah asked, near panic.

"Don't worry about it, he will," Harriet continued to reassure her.

And to keep her quiet she lowered her pussy over her face and forced her to lick her own pussy while Jingo kept up his humping. There was nothing Mac could do but suck and lick at Harriet's pussy while Jingo's cock remained imbedded in her.

Her breathing had become short and ragged as orgasm after orgasm hit her like sledgehammers, and still her dog hadn't unloaded in her.

Harriet watched with a wicked smile as she saw the dog's thick cock and balls push harder into the Colonel's labia, causing them to bloat from the pressure. She could see how aroused her superior was by the size her clit was and from her heavy breathing.

Then Jingo finally gave his hardest thrust yet. His balls tucking themselves in Sarah's ass crack as he was readying to explode.

Mac bit down on Harriet's clit as she felt the scalding heat of the dog's jism flood her already stuffed pussy. This also triggered her own orgasm, the most powerful yet. Before she knew it Colonel Sarah 'Mac" Mackenzie passed out for the first time in her sexual life.

 

It took a full three hours before Mac stirred back to consciousness. When she did she was greeted by the smiling face of Commander Harmon Rabb, her colleague at J.A.G.Apparently Harriet had grown concerned at how long she was out and called on the Commander to help. The Lieutenant had hoped to have the place in respectable shape before he showed up. The only thing she couldn't control was Jingo and his knot.

Harm was knocking at Mac's door within twenty minutes of Harriet's call for help. He had burned a number of lights to get there so fast as he thought there was some kind of emergency. And when he got there Jingo was still tied with the unconscious Mac.

"Welcome back Mac," he said pleasantly. "Had an interesting evening I take it."

It took a few moments before Sarah connected his words with what had happened that evening. Then her eyes grew wide in terror when she finally realized that he must have walked in while the dog was still fucking her.

"Oh God Harm!" She exclaimed. "Wha... how... how long you been here? What did... what did you see?"

"Enough," he said bluntly. "Guess I don't have to ask if it was rape. I saw your smile almost crack your face."

"You... you won't tell the Admiral, will you?" She said pleadingly.

"Why should I," he replied. "Besides, I've seen lots of this kind of action with the fleet."

"Really?" Mac asked. "Where?"

Oh stopovers in Taiwan and such places," he grinned.

"So, I'm safe with you, right?" She asked.

"Mac, how can you ask that," he said. "As long as you invite me over next time."

"You mean... you mean with Jingo?" She asked.

"Fuck yeah!" He told her. "I'd love to sink my shaft up your chute while he's in your cunt."

"That sounds like that might be fun," she smiled back. "Fine, you got yourself a deal. How about next week?"

Harm smiled down at her in response and tweaked her bare nipples.

The End

For Now

 

 

Back to bed, Garfield

JonArbuckle69 on Animal Stories

Jon hung up the phone with a sigh. This was the third time this week his date had called and canceled.

"Well, it looks like another night at home with the T.V." He said aloud as he slumped down into his favorite easy chair. He had to let out a little laugh at this, he was the perfect embodiment of the phrase "all dressed up and nowhere to go." He loosened

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his polka dot bow tie and took off his brown sport jacket, flinging it in the corner without a second thought. "Not like I'll need it soon anyway."

Picking up the remote, he drifted slowly out of complete consciousness. Aware of himself, but moving more out of muscle memory than anything. He grabbed a handful of chips and stopped on the late movie. It was always on after Johnny Carson. He knew the schedule by heart at this point, years upon years of lonely nights spent in the exact same manner. The old fuzzy screen was light up with big letters displaying the title "Brain Eating Monsters from Outer Space." Standard movie for the late night slot. Aliens come to earth, kidnap buxom woman, square jawed hero saves the day.

As the movie started, Jon's tabby cat Garfield sauntered into the room with a ham sandwich in his hand. Finishing it off, he stretched and climbed onto Jon's lap to join him.

"Clown suit didn't attract any ladies? what a surprise." Said Garfield nonchalantly as he watched the movie.

"Very funny, Garfield." Jon picked up his hand and slowly stroked Garfields back, getting a resounding purr from the happy cat. Jon was of course correct, and onto the screen walked a chesty, distressed blonde with all the acting skills of an oak tree. She wasn't a great looker, but she had a body to kill for.

As Jon watched the movie, he started thinking about how long it's been since he's felt the touch of a woman. Felt the soft caress of her hands, felt the warm sensation of a good fuck.

"I wonder if this what a woman's hair feels like." He pondered as he pet his cat. It was so small, so soft, so..... Alive. Without even noticing at first, Jon felt a slow rising in between his legs and his penis started to grow and stiffen till it was at full mass.

Garfield jumped up at looked at Jon with a grimace of disgust usually saved for child molesters and rapists.

"Garfield, I..... It's not.... I was just thinking about....." And as he tried searching for an explanation, he asked himself, "What I was thinking about."

"Jon, I don't know what the FUCK that was, but you stay away from me, do you hear me?!"

"It's just been so long since I've been with a woman, and I just thought..."

"I KNOW WHAT YOU FUCKING THOUGHT! And it's not happening."

"No, Garfield, it's not that." He said with a sliver of doubt. Was that it? Would he go so far as to..... "No, I couldn't. That'd be sick. But maybe it's not so bad... maybe, it's just like a real woman."

"I'm leaving Jon. I'm going right now, I don't care what you have to say."

But John didn't say anything. Instead, he walked solemnly over to the front door and bolted it shut. With a devious grin on his face, he slowly approached the wide eyed shaking cat that was about to become his Slave...

Part 2

Jon scooped up his cat, frozen in fear and confusion, and carried him kicking and clawing to the couch. As he held down his head with one hand, he started to undo his buckle and slide down his slacks. At the site of this, Garfield thrashed even harder to get away, but Jon just held tighter. Once Jon had gotten his pants off, his Dick was so hard that the blood made the tip of his penis turn purple.

He flipped over Garfield, still screaming and clawing, and positioned himself behind him. As Jon lifted up the cats tail, he saw his last chance to stop whiz by. He was past the point of no return now. He carefully took one look at his cats puckered butt, and with all the grace of a mongoloid in a china shop, thrust himself into Garfields ass.

Garfield let out a .wail as throngs of pain shot through his body, and he could feel himself being violated. By this point Jon was fully inside of him, and reaming him mercilessly.

Jon could feel Garfields ass hugging his dick while he moved back and forth. He had forgotten what a woman felt like, but by this point that meant nothing to him. He was fucking his own cat in the ass.

As Jon rocked back and forth, his movements started quickening and he tensed up. As he held down his still thrashing cat, he let out two big strings of cum into Garfields ass. When he pulled out he could see it dripping into his fur.

Jon sat there breathing heavily while his crawled to the corner and lie whimpering. He looked over at Garfield, knowing there would be no way to ever look at him again. He had burnt that bridge when he stuck his dick up his ass.

"Garfield...I...." But Garfield didn't say anything. He didn't even look. He got up on trembling knees, and walked out the door without taking anything. He was gone

Jon let slip a single tear, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

All alone....

Brian's Tale 2, the next wag.

cartoonfun on Animal Stories


It's been some time now since Brian and I became a couple. Ever since that first weekend when he and I got together my life has never been the same.

Its like suddenly my eyes had been opened to the world and I saw clearly for the first time, life and my place in it. The things that used to upset me so much are now things that, at the most, just irritate me. The mean spiteful school &q
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uot;friends" now mean nothing to me. Their silly pranks a waste of time and effort for now I am contented.
Looking back at that first weekend I can say that I am glad that it happened. That first weekend was so intense that I had a sore pussy for weeks afterwards. Not that I gave it much of a chance to rest. Brian was insatiable. He could keep going long after I would have stopped. Every orifice was filled with his juices and he could still pleasure me. His red stalk could reach so deep inside of me, filling me to the brim. And his tongue, oh how I love his tongue. It too could reach deep into me, stimulating me with its coarseness, cleaning my every nook and cranny. It doesn't matter whether I am clean or messy, he will still clean me out, just fantastic!
I must admit that my favourite position is "doggy" style and although Brian still gets upset at me calling myself his bitch I think that he too likes mounting me that way.
Now that some time has past, the mad passion has slowly eased off a bit but we still do it nearly every day, not nearly every hour.

Occasionally Brian has to sleep in my parent's room but in the mornings he sneaks into my room and with his magical tongue starts licking me from toe to temple. After making me have an orgasm or two I will try to please him by taking his shaft into my mouth and lick him to full erectness. Then I will either slip him into me, face to face, or I will get onto my hands and knees and have him mount me in our favourite position. After he fills me with his juices he will then lick me to another orgasm before we both have to go down for breakfast.
If it is a school day, he will escort me to school and give me a quick farewell lick on the hand before both of us have to go our separate way for the day. For the rest of the day I must sit with my pussy full of doggy waiting in anticipation of meeting him again in the afternoon.

After school finishes for the day, I will meet Brian outside and again he will lick my hand. If no one is about he will put his snout into my crotch and stiff deeply of my scents. It is funny but it seems that the longer he sniffs the more he exposes. If I had been doing any kind of physical activity during the day, he will be especially aroused. I asked him about this and he says its because with him it is all about smells and he enjoys my smell tremendously. On those days we go home via the woods and while in there I usually let him lick my pussy clean again. I do love his tongue.
If we can't get to go through the woods, then we go directly home with Brian pretending to be my guardian.
The day that I do marching band practice is the day Brian likes the best. He says its something about the uniform and the memories that gets him going. Boy does he get going. He will be all over me like a rash, licking, sucking and thrusting his way into everything on me. By the time I get home, I am covered. I am glad the uniform has a little skirt to hide the damp patch he makes me have.

In the evenings at home, after everyone has gone to bed, Brian will sneak into my room for a quick pash session. His long tongue will find its way deep into my mouth as both of us try to tongue wrestle the other into submission. If there isn't much of a chance of getting caught, then Brian will go down onto my downy slit and slurp me off to orgasm.
It is not unusual for him to then enter me and with slowly thrust himself deeper and deeper into me until I can feel him bottoming out inside of me. As he nears his orgasm, he speeds up his trusting until he starts to cum inside of me, then he will tense up with his penis as deep as it will go into me and flood fill me to overflowing. Usually I too am orgasming at the same time.
After this he slowly relaxes, licking my face as he does so. If he has to go to spend the night in my parent's room he will then leave. If he doesn't have to leave he will stay deep inside of me for as long as he can. This is the time that we usually softly talk about the little things that we have on our minds.
I once asked him about my parents having sex. He said that they would evict him before doing anything but for a long time now they haven't done a thing that he knows of.

Because of all the fluids that are leaking out of me, I have to wash my clothes and bedding each day. I do this now so that mum won't find the stains. She asked me once why was I do doing the washing so much. I told her that she works hard for the household and this is just my little way of helping out. I think she suspects something but she isn't sure of what it is.

As I am doing the washing for the rest of the family too, I can see what any of the others are up to. In fact Brian and I have a bit of a game where he is blindfolded and he has to guess whose clothes it is that he is smelling. He always gets it right but sometimes we get a bit of a surprise. Like once I gave to him to smell a pair of mum's nickers and after smelling it for a while he announced whose they were and that Chris has a new hobby.
While playing our sniffing game Brian often gets aroused, especially with mum's clothes and he starts to peek out. When this happens I distract him with my mouth, taking him all the way. Just before he fills my mouth, he says my name over and over again until he empties his load.
Because the laundry is in the basement, we have to be careful so as not to get caught. A couple of times mum sprung me relieving Brian, but because of the steps and the way the laundry is set out, I have managed to pretend that I was picking up some clothes to put into the washer. Nearly getting caught certainly adds spice to our relationship and keeps things interesting.

I do think that mum suspects something is going on. One day I overhead her giving Brian the third degree. She wanted to know what he was doing with me. He replied that he is keeping me happy and safe as she said for him to do. She couldn't beat that argument and had to let it drop but she still looked at the two of us with suspicion.

Speaking of suspicion, mum has been acting very strange lately. She seems to be constantly on the edge, irritated and cranky. She also is wearing very tight and provocative clothes. She also is very touchy feely with everyone too. There is something odd going on with her.

Baby Stewie is being breast-fed still and mum seems to be feeding him every hour. Poor Stewie, he is now a blimp of a baby but very contented.

I was doing the washing the other week, just after one of Brian and my nights. Just fantastic. I had multiple orgasms and Brian filled me to bursting point. Anyway I was just about ready to put the cum stained sheets into the washing machine when mum came in and saw the stains.
After staring at the stains for a while she came across and looked more closely at them, then she sniffed them. Realisation of what she was smelling dawned on her and she hit the roof! She started to scream at me calling me a whore and a slut. She wanted to know who it was that I was sleeping with.

I thought that she was going to kill me, so I asked her why she was so upset. Then it came out. Dad was now so big that he was impotent and was now ignoring her and that he couldn't satisfy her at all and if she couldn't get any then neither was anyone else.

Mum came right up to me and again wanted to know who it was that I was sleeping with. Suddenly she reached up under my skirt and stuck her finger past my knickers and into my pussy. Curling her finger she then withdrew it covered with Brian's cum. She looked at it, then at me, then she sniffed it, glared at me, then she stuck her finger into her mouth and sucked it clean.

Her eyes got bigger as she realised who it was that was doing me. "Brian", she screamed, "You're doing it with Brian!"
At that she took a mighty swing and slapped me across my face, calling me a slut she took another swing and slapped me again with her other hand. Now this really, really hurt and I started crying and sobbing.

Again something came over mum; probably her maternal instinct, and she wrapped me into her arms and start to make cooing noises to try to calm me down.
Holding me closely to her chest she began apologising for the way she just acted and pulling me tightly into breast she started to rub the back of my head and back. I don't know what came over me but while she was holding me and stroking me I found my mouth was against her erect nipples. Taking that nipple into my mouth I began to suck on it like a little baby. Mum must have approved because she allowed me to continue sucking why she continued to placate me.

After a minute or two of my sucking, mums shirt became wet with my saliva and her milk, that was now leaking with increasing volume, so much so that it was staining all the way down her front. She continued to placate me by telling me to continue to nuzzle her breast, to continue to suck on her now squirting nipple. To me it felt great to feel this close to mum again and so I continued to suck, and with my other hand I reached up to her other nipple and started to manipulate it too.
By now both of us were getting excited, mum was now telling me to keep sucking and playing with her nipples while she was running one hand over my toosh and the other through my hair. When she put her hand down my skirt and started to run her fingers up and down my crack, I looked up to her face. Her eyes were glazed over and now it was obvious that she was turned on. Telling me to continue to suck on her, she undid the buttons of her shirt and released her bra strap to allow her breasts to come free. I quickly moved her clothes out of my way and reattached myself to her now exposed breasts, sucking first on one and then on the other. All the while she kept forcing herself against me and she even started to dry hump against me. Things took a turn for the better when she suddenly put her thumbs into my knickers and with a swift movement pushed my skirt and knickers to the floor.

Standing there with my skirt and knickers at my feet I realised that I was doing what I always thought that Brian would do. However I was too turned on to care about Brian and all I wanted was my mother's milk.
By now mum had also worked her top off and was now removing my top, exposing my pubescent breasts and fully exposing myself to her. Mum now started to kiss the top of my head and run her hands over my back and breasts, telling me that she was so horny and desperate. Looking at her crotch I could see this was so, as a damp spot slowly spread over her camel toe. Mum then tilted my face to hers and deeply kissing me she lowered me to the floor where she continued to kiss and suck my face. Reaching behind her, she slipped her pants to the floor also. I could smell her scent strongly now as I reached between her legs to stroke her pussy with its strawberry blonde pubes.

Mum now started working her way down my body, sucking and licking each of my breasts, my tummy and then onto my pussy. There she spread it apart and slipped her tongue into me mumbling that she could taste and smell Brian. Her tongue wasn't as long or as course as Brain's but she certain could suck my clitoris with expertise. By now I was coaxing her on, telling her how good it was and how good it felt.
I had been the only one getting eaten but mum now rotated around to place her pussy over my mouth. Lowering herself down, she brought it to my mouth. Apart from a bit of playing about with a lesbian girl friend, I haven't eaten much pussy but now I latched on with relish. Licking and sucking I could feel mum getting closer to an orgasm, her pussy dripping onto my face and mouth.

While this was happening I thought I saw some movement from the shadows. Looking more closely now I could make out Brian standing there with his erection large and red in his hands. Feeling myself getting closer to an orgasm I let out a long moan and knowing that someone else was watching was getting me even more excited. Coaxing mum on more I told her to suck harder now and she in turn told me to suck her harder too. Soon after saying this, my orgasm broke over me, sending wave after wave of bliss coursing through my body. Mum too orgasmed, letting out a long low moan as she gushed over my face with a deluge of her cum.

Looking back to where Brian was, I could see his stream of semen arc out over the room as he too orgasmed. Strangely, he did not make a noise but quietly left after he finished pumping.
Mum was still on top of me sighing about how good it was to have some relief after all this time. Getting up she picked up another set of dirty clothes of hers and put them on. Smiling to me she said that I too should get up and get dressed for school. Just as she was leaving she turned around to me and with a sigh said that we should do the washing together again on another day. I then got up and got dressed, wondering just what these events will mean for my life.

Brian escorted me to school and licked my hand as he usually did before leaving without saying a thing. This I found was more upsetting then if he had yelled at me and it made my day even more tense then I wanted. I mean, what will happen with Brian and me, and mum for that matter?

That night I asked Brian to come to my room to discuss what had happened that morning. When the house was all quiet, Brian came into my bedroom. Motioning for him to get onto the bed next to me, I started to explain what had happened between mum and I. I felt that he should have some kind of explanation and to find out what he will do next.
He explained to me that what I did with mum was what he had wanted to do to her too but he didn't know where he now stood with me. Having only a nightie on and no panties I lifted my nightie while spreading my legs to him. I told him that I still wanted him and he was always welcome into me. I then explained to him that I needed him to need me and if he wanted to he could pretend to be my mum while he made love to me.
He told me it wasn't necessary for that as he slipped his now hard penis into me again and if I wanted to make love to my mum again it was ok with him. Fully embedded in me now, we both stopped talking and commenced thrusting, he licking my face while I matched his trusts. After silently making love to each other, he start to whisper my name and to thrust deeper and faster as his climax started to build.

A movement near the door attracted my attention and I could see mum in the shadows watching as Brian's red hardness penetrated deeply into my pussy. Feeling my own orgasm building I watched as mum put her hand down her knickers to rub herself while watching us. Encouraging Brian with words of love and lust I could feel my orgasm building to its climax. Telling Brian to thrust harder and deeper I asked him to fill my pussy to overflowing. These words brought Brian to his orgasm. Arching his back he pumped his semen into as I had my own orgasm, squirting my fluids onto the sheets.
When I looked back to the door mum was gone. Now that she knows for sure that Brian and I are definitely lovers, I wondered what will happen next.

The next morning I went to get breakfast, leaving Brian asleep and sated in the bed. Walking into the kitchen I saw mum at the counter boiling the water. She was wearing a translucent nightie that one could see her nipples through and a matching pair of knickers that had a stained crotch. I asked how her night was and she replied that it was nowhere near as good as others in the house enjoyed. I could hear the longing in her voice and I figured that this will be as good a time as any to see how things were.
Walking up behind her as she prepared her coffee cup, I reached around with one hand and tweaked her nipple while the other hand reached around and cupped her pussy. I asked if there was anything that I could do to help her and she just leaned back onto me and sighed.
Relieve my stress she asked, reaching back to place her finger over my pussy. Slipping my hand into her knickers I rubbed her swollen clitoris while running my other hand under her nightie to knead her now milk leaking breasts.
Dropping all pretences she spun around and dropped to her knees while lifting my nightie above my waist. Plunging onto my pussy she began to lick the fluids that still dribbled from me, all the while saying that she wanted to taste Brian again.

I realised at this point what I should do. After mum had licked me clean I said to her that I have to get something to make this right and left her on the floor with her legs spread and her pussy now dripping wet. Telling her I won't be long I went to my bedroom to make things ready.

Brian was still on the bed on his back so I leaned over his crotch and started to suck some life back into his red member. Getting him fully erect, I told him that the time was right and that I had a surprise for him and that I will go and get it now for him.

Going back to the kitchen I found mum still on the floor with her legs spread, only now she was rubbing herself furiously. I helped her up and told that I had a surprise for her in my bedroom and it was something that she really wanted. Leading her by her hand I took her to my bedroom and presented her to Brian. Brian was dumbstruck. He just lay there with his mouth open and erection exposed. Mum too just stood there not moving, so I raised her nightie off over her head and pulled her knickers to the floor. Getting behind her I forced her to the bed and made her straddle Brian. Running my hand over mum's pussy I used her wetness to lubricate Brian and then grasping Brian's erection I guided him to mum's now dripping pussy. Forcing mum to impale herself on him, I told them that they should now enjoy each other just as I had enjoyed each of them.
With a long drawn out "oh Brian" and equally long drawn out "Lois", both of them thrust to met the other. Standing behind them I could see Brian's penis sink to its full depth in mum with a squelch and slurp, guess having three kids does loosen one up a bit.
Leaning forwards now, mum started to kiss Brian and their tongues intertwine. I can see mum's milk bloated breasts swaying back and forwards with her erect nipples dragging across Brian. Their lust gaining release they forcefully continued thrusting into each other, muttering words desire and want. Meanwhile I had taken my nightie off and was busy rubbing my pussy, the sight of mum's pussy having Brian's penis slipping in and out exciting me even more.
After a few minutes I could see mum getting frantic as she impaled herself on Brian, her pussy squelching louder and louder as she neared her orgasm. With a long grunt and moan she tensed up as her cum squirted out of her and landed on my sheets.
Brian still continued to thrust into her but now he leaned her back and lay her down on the bed, all the while still thrusting into her. With her legs high in the air and her eyes closed again mum let out another moan as another orgasm washed over her. Still Brian kept thrusting into her, his tongue deep in her throat as he tried to fuse his body with hers. His throbbing, thrusting hips making her milky breasts jiggle like jelly, her nipples long and erect seeping her milk like white sweat.
Mum kept chanting for Brian to fill her but Brian had other ideas and kept up his pounding rhythm, bring mum to yet another orgasm. Again cum gushed out of her but this time it continued for a while, I think mum piddled herself but I know Brian likes this and, no surprise to me, he unloaded himself into her now well and truly screwed pussy.
The piddle was still leaking out of her as she gasped for air and Brian slowly relaxed from his intense orgasm. Slipping off her and out of her, Brian lay next to her panting to get his breathe back. Her vagina was wide open and I could see all the cum pooled inside of her. This sight encouraged me to climb on top of her and to her halfhearted protests I began to eat her out. Brian looked over to me and asked what he could do to me. I wanted to do "doggy style" and with my pussy over mum's face Brian entered me, his hard cock thrusting in and out of my pussy just inches from mum's and dripping our juices down onto her. At this mum started licking my pussy and Brian's penis as he thrust in and out of me, helping both of us to get closer to an orgasm. With me eating my mum's pussy it did not take long for her to reach another orgasm, forcing more of her and Brian's love making into my mouth. In the mean time I was getting close to having an orgasm and so I started to encourage Brian to go harder and deeper. He fulfilled my encouragement by thrusting deeper and harder into me, finally bringing me to my orgasm. I don't know how he could do it but Brian also emptied himself into me too, dribbling cum out of my pussy onto mum who licked it up.

Collapsing onto mum, Brian slipped out of me and began to lose his hardness. Mum, in the mean time, had got her breathe back and commented on how she hasn't had orgasms like that ever. With the three of us sated and the day just starting, none of us wanted to move and break the spell. Unfortunately there were others in the household that needed looking after and after Brian used his wonderful tongue to clean mum and I off, taking extra care with our pussies, breasts and faces, we all reluctantly got ready for the day.

What will the future hold for us? Well Brian and I still are a couple and often make passionate love. Mum and I still "do the washing" together. After Brian leaves me at school, he returns home to satisfy mum. How can he do it? He must be superman. Mum still breast feeds Stewie way too often, but he is now such a placid, happy baby. Both Brian and I feed from mum as she says she is producing way too much milk and it is too painful to stop. Although both Brian and I feel we are satisfying her needs, mum says that she finds herself wanting more and because dad is still impotent, what could she do. Brian mentioned to her that Chris is still using her knickers for his needs, then perhaps she could look there for extra relief.
So who knows, maybe it may be the four of us?

Keeping it all in the home of the family guy, Meg.