Since I’m not knotted, Jericho is able to back off of me. He lies down on the saltillo floor and starts gently licking himself. I turn back to Johnny, still on his knees in front of my outstretched body. He reaches out and pulls me towards him, leaning back at the same time. I am on top of him, face to face. I lean down and feel my lips gently touch his. I open my mouth slightly and suck gently on his lower lip. My cum-covered tits are slipping around on his chest. I usually get turned on by a bit of hair on the chest, but his smooth brown skin is beautiful. I move my lips over to his neck, sucking gently all the way. My lips travel leisurely down his neck and linger on his collarbone. My tongue dances over his beautiful skin and comes to his nipples. I suck on one erect nipple and pinch the other with my right hand. I can taste his cum on his skin, I spread it on him from my tits. Johnny puts his hand on my tits and pushes me upright girls sex with animals. Read the rest of people having sex with animals »
I press the button on the key fob and hear the light click of the door unlocking on my pickup. At least I parked in the parking lot behind the bar; the cops watch the front lot more. I had tossed down a few beers pretty quickly, just enough for a buzz that tells me I am probably over the limit. It is a warm spring evening, and the colorful sunset glows spectacularly. As I drive out of the parking lot, I turn away from the direction of the highway. Even though the highway is shorter and more direct, I am less likely to encounter anybody on the dirt road. I know too many people who have been nabbed for drunk driving to take that risk.
It is about 15 miles home on the dirt road, and most of it is through the reservation. I headed directly west into the sunset with “Whiskey Girl” at full volume on the radio. Life doesn’t get much better than this. As I barrel around a curve, I brake suddenly for a coyote in the road. I accelerate to pull the back end around, just barely miss the curve, and end up with the back tires in a ditch. I put it into low, but the tires just spin in the sand. I turn off the car thinking, “Great, here I am stuck on the res, miles from anywhere.” Read the rest of european sex with animals »
We started eating. I was lost in the moment, but was sort of jolted back to the real world when I ate some of my salad. It wasn’t nearly as good as it used to be. The onions, bell peppers, and, especially, the tomatoes were positively NASTY tasting. It seemed that my food preferences had changed. I rooted around in my salad and pushed them aside. The steak and potato were fantastic! It was hard to keep from wolfing my food down in a few gulps, but, to maintain at least some semblance of human manners, I ate slowly, bite-by-bite.
Paige and I talked about several things, and finalized plans for tomorrow. She wanted to get started studying Schutzhund and the Sieger show. And we were going to start studying the requirements for various Obedience titles and Agility classes. I knew that my human intelligence, IF I was able to retain it, would be a big advantage to me, but I still had to learn all the commands and required moves, same as any other dog. Read the rest of erotic bestiality stories »
After turning Tina loose in the house, Paige left with Hank on a leash, along with Phil and Schultz, for the six-block walk to their home. Tina came bouncing up to me playfully and licked me on the face profusely. The effect of her erotic scent on me was immediate. I felt myself becoming aroused and losing control again. She turned her rear towards me with her tail cocked over to the side, exposing her sex to me and looking back over her shoulder at me seductively. Sticking my nose against her vulva, I inhaled her intoxicating scent and started licking her as deeply as I could. She responded by spreading her back legs slightly wider apart and lowering her hips slightly, a sign of submission to me. Her scent and taste were pure ambrosia to me, but the growing fire in my cock could only be quenched deep inside her cunt. Read the rest of man canine sex stories dog »
Phil reminded us about his previous girlfriend, also blind, who, along with her seeing-eye dog, were struck and killed by a drunk driver while crossing a street. This had happened when he was a junior undergrad, just before Paige and I met him. He had told us some about her on a few occasions, but always ended up in tears, still grieving for her. What we didn’t know was that Phil had actually owned the dog, having bought it for her. The dog was also a German Shepherd, and had come from Russia, from one of the same sources that the kennel that raised Schultz, Hank, and Tina obtains their breeding stock. And Phil still had all of the dog’s paperwork, including its European and AKC pedigrees.
And, he told us, what made it even better; the dog had been very large for a German Shepherd, but had excellent conformation, otherwise. The dog had also been exceptionally intelligent, quick to learn, and would have been three years old now. Phil said that I needed to assume that dog’s identity. He told me to ‘Sit’ in front of him. Read the rest of dog sex free movies »
We all ate breakfast, and Hank and I went out for another romp, but he was really getting in a bad way from smelling Tina’s powerful in-heat scent, and not getting to breed her. I felt sorry for him, and we had to put him back out in the garage. Paige came up with an idea to play somewhat of a trick on Phil when he came over. I couldn’t wait to see Schultz and see how he would react to me.
About 10:00 o’clock, there was a knock on the door, and Paige let Phil and Schultz in. I stayed in the kitchen. Schultz immediately started sniffing the air loudly.
“Do you smell our new pups, Schultzie?” Paige asked. “Come on in, Phil, and get comfortable. Scott will be here in a few minutes. In the meantime, I’ll get us some snacks together. I’m going to bring Hank out so you two can meet him. “ Read the rest of live dog sex »
I was elated. I could still understand her speech and apparently still had most, if not all, of my mental faculties. And I could talk, although with some difficulty. About then I felt my knot shrinking rapidly and my cock sliding out of her. It popped free with a shlurping noise. Without thinking, I backed off a few steps, sat down on my haunches and twisted around and started licking my pecker clean. Then the realization of what I was doing hit me and I started laughing at myself for my dog-like behavior, but what came out of me was series of happy yelps and yips.
I looked around and Paige was looking at me and laughing, too. Then I could smell and see our juices running out of her and I ran back up between her legs and started licking her clean. The salty, sweet, musky smell and taste of our mixed juices was ambrosia to my senses. She laughed and moaned, relishing the feeling of my tongue. After I had cleaned her up, a great feeling of bliss and liveliness filled me and I started bouncing and cavorting around her bedroom, yipping and barking for joy. Paige was laughing too. Then I bounced up onto her bed again, and noticed my reflection in her mirrored closet doors. Read the rest of male human and female dog sex »
When we reached her bedroom door, she reached behind her and opened it. Tina bounced out excitedly. The smell of her lust hit me. Paige yanked me through the door, and quickly closed it behind us, leaving poor Tina whining in the hall, and sniffing under the door.
The room was permeated with the powerful smell and effect of Tina’s scent, and Paige’s just added to it. Paige was undressed in seconds, and her erotic scent hit me even more powerfully. I was already losing control as she sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs, giving me that “come hither” look. She was just starting to say something when I dove between her legs and plunged my muzzle into her womanhood. Her intoxicating scent filled my brain. Without consciously thinking about it, I licked her from the bottom of her slit to her clitoris in one swipe of my tongue.
She jerked as if shocked with electricity, and sucked in her breath. I licked again, covering even more territory, from her puckered anus to the top of her labia. She threw back her head and spread her legs wider, inviting me in further. I started licking her harder and faster. The suppleness, strength, and length of my tongue amazed me, and certainly was pleasing Paige. Her juices were flowing freely now. My tongue parted her labia and I plunged it in deeper searching for the source of that sweet flow.
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I saw Paige appear in the mirror behind me. She put her hands on my shoulders and rested her head on my fur covered back. I turned away from my image in the mirror and hugged her. She was my center of normalcy. We hugged for a long time. Her gentle stroking down my back had a wonderful calming effect. I got a strange stuffy feeling in my mouth. When I opened my muzzle a wonderful cooling sensation spread through my body. Before I knew it I was panting.
An eternity later, once I had regained my control, I let go of her and went back into the living room. I was careful not to sit directly on my tail as I sat on the couch. Paige went to the refrigerator and poured each of us a glass of lemonade. “Here.” She handed me a glass of lemonade.
I brought it up to my mouth, which seemed to be a mile in front of my face. I put the glass to my lips. The smell of the lemons was almost overpowering as my snout entered the glass. I tilted the glass up to take a drink. As I let the lemonade enter my mouth, I tried to swallow. Instead my tongue jutted out of my mouth and nearly to the bottom of the glass lapping up the lemonade. Read the rest of latino bestiality »
I asked for about the hundredth time. “Are you sure we’ve interpreted the curse correctly? I mean do you really think making love to a dog will return me to normal.”
She responded. “I don’t think we have any other choice, unless you are willing to wait until tomorrow morning to see what happens.”
“I’m convinced the curse is real. Every time I go to the bathroom or forget and sit on my tail, I’m rudely reminded of just how real.” I sighed.
Paige picked up the dogs herself at the airport. They were flown in on First Class airfare, their two large crates sitting in the floor in the larger space between rows in the First Class section of the jetliner. While getting the dogs and crates loaded into her Toyota RAV4, she had a difficult time keeping them separated. Hank could obviously tell Tina was in heat, and was very persistent in his attempts to get to her. Once home, we locked Hank in Paige’s garage, where he couldn’t do any damage. They were both out of Soviet/Russian bloodlines, like Schultz, and also, like Schultz, were absolutely beautiful, strongly built, and extremely intelligent dogs. Read the rest of beastiality movies and images »
