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Doggie Style Animal
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doggie style
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Here is a story for the reading pleasure of adults. If you are not 18 or
older and do not enjoy sexually explicit material, please do not read
further. This is a fantasy with no real people in the story. You may send
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Tara rubbed her clitoris with a passion. A bit of sweat formed on her
upper lip, it must have been 90 degrees in in her bedroom.
She created a mental image of Travis doing the fingering. She tried to
imagine Travis, who she would be life guarding with at the town beach this
summer, licking her twat. She knew he would never refer to her vulva as a
"twat" to her, unless he was bragging about "fingering her twat" to the other
male lifeguards.
Last summer Tara had happened upon Travis and the other older male
guards last summer when they were talking/bragging about some of the girls
they had "bagged." Travis had been talking how he rubbed his girlfriend Lori
raw, making her squirm in the back seat of his Toyota.
Travis was 22 and a college student. He had graduated from Colgate
College this spring and was going to work one last summer as a lifeguard
while he sent out resumes. Tara would be working her first summer at the
beach. For two summers, since she was 15-years-old, she had fantasized about
working with Travis and feared that he would be job hunting, but when she
found out he would be there one summer it was like a dream come true. It was
the first summer she was eligible to life guard and she had been looking
forward to this summer for two years.
Though Travis never mentioned oral sex, the day he was talking to the
other life guards about Lori, Tara always worked an image into her fantasy of
Travis between her legs - looking up at her with a gleam in his dreamy blue
eyes.
Somehow she knew she would get Travis between her legs before the summer
was over. She had seen the way Travis looked at her when he thought she
wasn't noticing last summer and several times he had flirted with her. She
also knew one of Travis' pet desires.
Before the guards noticed Tara was listening to them last summer Travis
mentioned why he had broken up with Lori: After two months of sex in the
Toyota, Lori still wouldn't let Travis screw her from behind.
"I wanted to do her like a dog and she said it was too kinky," Travis
told the other boys.
Tara had no problem with Travis screwing her doggie style (in the six
times she had had sex she had tried the position a couple times and found it
to be her favorite). Nor did the fact Travis would probably tell the other
male lifeguards bother her. As long has she could have Travis, it was worth
it. She also knew she had one other attribute that would be impossible for
Travis to ignore.
Tara was startled out of her fantasy when Bo, the family German
shepherd, jumped on the bed. Though she knew Bo was the only one in the house
she felt a rush of adrenaline rush through her body. With her eyes closed,
masturbating, for a second she thought maybe one of her parents had come home
early.
She knew she would have heard them unlocking the door, but laying on the
bed naked, fingering her clit, was the last position she would want her
stepfather to find her in.
"Bo! Lay down. Lay down," Tara told the dog.
Bo walked circled a couple times and then settled along side of Tara.
Tara took her right hand that had been rubbing her clit and began to
scratch Bo's ear. She continued to fondle her breasts with her right hand,
though the were more than a handful.
Last winter her breasts had finally blossomed. She had developed breasts
in eighth grade, but in early November there was a considerable increase in
her breast size and she now wore a size 38C cup bra. At first no one had
noticed because she wore sweaters during the winter months, but as soon as
spring hit her breasts had become the focus of most of the boys in school,
not to mention several male teachers and at least one woman teacher. Though
she enjoyed the new found attention, she hadn't gotten use to the boys at
school no longer looking her in the eyes when they talked to her. Now they
talked to her breasts or looked everywhere but her breasts when they talked.
Tara traced geometric designs on her titties. Besides the attention, her
breasts had become ultra-sensitive. So sensitive, she could almost work
herself to orgasm by massaging her breasts. She returned to her fantasy and
pretended it was Travis rubbing her fingers lightly over her breasts.
Bo began to sniff Tara's fingers, he found the pungent smell coming from
her fingers and Bo began to lick her fingers. Tara was already lost again in
her fantasy and began lusting for Travis to lick her nipples. Like he knew
what she was thinking, Bo started to lick the sides of her breasts in long
fluid motions.
Tara was about to push Bo away, but then the dog had zeroed in on her
right nipple. The feel of Bo's tongue lapping at Tara's ruby erect nipples
caused her to curl her toes and a fervor kindled between her legs. She
returned her right hand to her clitoris. In her mind, Travis was kissing his
way to her quim.
Almost as if she had told Bo to do the same, the dog was licking her
belly. Tara squirmed and giggled when Bo spent extra time licking her navel.
At that moment Tara wished the dog would hurry up and begin licking her
"twat." In spite of her wishing she said, "No Bo, stop." But Bo was listening
to her thoughts, not her words.
Tara moved her right hand and thought, "inside" and Bo's long tongue
snaked its way into her vagina. Bo's cold nose rested on the area between her
vulva and anus and she could feel pressure from Bo's snout as he pushed hard
to lick inside her.
All she had to do was think, "deeper," and Bo would unfurl his tongue
insider her. So skillful was the dog's tongue that the back of Tara's throat
itched. She was enthralled with desire and she no longer thought of Travis,
instead her mind wandered aimlessly. She was on the edge of an orgasm.
"Bo, lick my clit," Tara thought, hoping her telepathy would continue to
work. Bo just turned his head back to Tara, as if he was confused. Tara
started to drift back to reality and was thinking of pushing the dog away. It
was one thing to be caught masturbating, but she would never be able to
explain letting a dog perform oral sex on her.
Bo began to nose around the lips of her vulva and moved his hind legs
for a better position. The movement brought his hindquarters next to Tara's
head. She turned to push the shepherd away and saw Bo's penis partially
extended out its sheath. She stared at it, feeling the dog's tongue probing.
"That's it, right there," she thought as Bo tentatively licked her clit.
At that thought Bo quickly gave Tara two more quick licks in the same spot.
"Yessss," she thought dreamily and lifted her ass off the bed, forcing
her pussy against Bo's churning tongue. Her eyes started to glaze over with
driving orgasmic frenzy. Bo had fallen into a rhythmic lapping of Tara's clit
and she gone from thinking about pushing Bo away to thinking she would do
anything to keep her pet going. She was also staring at a dog dick that was
slowly expanding.
Bo was now panting as he licked Tara's crotch and the heat of the of his
breath, with his long forceful tongue, had pushed Tara's throat into a
squeal. She came like a thunderstorm, her juices flowed like a down pour and
she could feel a trickle of vaginal fluids slip into her anus.
The dog felt Tara's convulsions and slowed his pace. His snout sniffed
out the pungent odor that he licked off her fingers and began to lick her
crotch clean. Where he had lapped like a wolf he now savored each drop of her
nectar.
"Good boy," Tara heard herself say - out loud. She was thinking about
getting up and giving Bo the left over steak from dinner last night, but she
was enjoying Bo's tongue too much.
She felt the dog deserved a reward, even if she knew she should never
encourage Bo to lick her again. As quick as she thought never, she also
thought of how both her parents worked and Bo and her could do this everyday
she didn't work herself - if she wanted to. She smiled to herself, thinking
she had planned to sneak Travis over during the summer to do what Bo proved
to be an expert at.
"Fuck Travis," she said to herself. How ironic, she thought staring at
Bo's erect penis while he was sending a warm, prickly feeling through her
loins with his diligent tongue.
Hesitantly, Tara reached over and stroked Bo's penis. She ran her
fingernails gently along the bottom of Bo's shaft. The dog rocked his pelvis.
He obviously enjoyed the attention of Tara's hand. She circled her hand
around Bo's bright red penis and slid her wrist back and forward. Soon was
humping her hand with abandon.
"Bo, would you like to do it doggie style?" Tara asked the dog. The dog
looked up from her crotch. Tara didn't think he understood what she was
saying, though the dog moved so she could roll over. As she worked her way
onto her knees the dog began to sniff her ass. Bo's cold nose on her anus
sent a shiver down her spine.
"Maybe he doesn't fuck humans," Tara thought, and instantly Bo had
jumped on her back. Tara felt covered in a fur coat. The dog humped her a
couple times, but his penis only rubbed against Tara's pubic hair. She
reached between her legs and grabbed Bo's shaft. The skin of the penis was as
tight as her old bras and felt as though it was going to pop.
She guided the head of his penis into her waiting box and Bo went to
town. Bo humped her like he had found a slice of heaven between Tara's legs
and he was working his way out of hell. He clutched her with his front paws
for leverage and his paws inadvertently chaffed at Tara's nipples causing her
to squirm with pure delight. Bo was hot and heavy on Tara's back and his
breath felt sultry on her neck. She felt like she was Little Red Riding Hood
in the porno version.
She was grunting on each thrust of the dog. Tara put her index finger on
her clit and slipped into oblivion. She felt her vagina erupting around Bo's
penis. After about 10 more strokes, the dog stopped and Tara thought it was
because of her convulsing or that he had read her mind again and knew she was
cuming, but then she felt Bo's sperm oozing into her. The dog was coming in
gushes that were like waves slapping on the shore at the beach. After each
gush she could feel the sperm dribble out of her vagina dripping out of her
pussy, then another gush of sperm would enter her.
She dropped onto her stomach, dragging Bo, by his penis, with her. Her
back was drenched with sweat from the heat of Bo's fur. Both Bo and Tara were
drained. Bo had expended every drop of sperm in his body and Tara had had the
work out of her life. She felt herself drift off to sleep as Bo pushed
against her trying to free Tara of his penis.
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