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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.”

I reach over and rummage through my purse, fingers searching for my cell phone. I’ll just call a friend and get the truck pulled out; I’ll be back home within the hour. My fingers find the phone and pull it from the depths. I flip it open and am disappointed to see there is no service. I’ll just have to wait until somebody comes along. I lower the windows, put a good playlist on the iPod, and “Ladies Love Country Boys” comes on. I listen for a while and then begin to feel the beer going to the bladder.

I open the car door and climb out, cautious of my footing. I walk over to the other side of the sandy road, pull apart the buttons of my low rise 20X jeans, and push my jeans and thong down to my knees. I squat and move my feet apart a little more; the warm stream starts to splash on the dirt womens sex with dog. Ahh, relief. Just as soon as I relax and really start to go, I see headlights approaching. I swear, it never fails. I should have just peed right off, it seems somebody always comes along whenever I pee. Well, no stopping now, if they see me, they see me.

I am still squatting as the headlights catch me in their beams. I finish, pulling up my jeans and panties as I stand. I turn away as I button up, my fingers quickly working their way up the four buttons. I turn back around with my hand up over my eyes to block the glare of the headlights. I can hear laughing coming behind the windshield over the sounds of Hank Jr. playing on my stereo.

“What’s so funny?” I yelled at the windshield. “I’m a little stuck, can you help me out?”

“Hey, Sarah, it’s me. Johnny. Don’t get mad at me, if you don’t want to be seen get off into the brush aways. Come on over here, lady. What are you doing out here?”

I walked over to the driver’s side window. Johnny is one of my favorite people in the valley, and I was attracted to him from the moment I met him. Even though he has been incarcerated for assault, he has the air of a gentle giant. I heard he was jailed for trying to defend his sister from her violent, abusive husband. He is Native American, tall (I’m 5’8” and he’s at least 6’3”), and powerfully muscular. His long, black, shiny hair is pulled back in a thick braid that lies between his shoulder blades. God, I hate it when guys have better hair than I do!

“I was on my way home, took the curve a little fast, and you see the result. I’ve got a little buzz, and I thought it would be safer to take the back way my wife had sex with our dog. Do you have a chain or anything to pull my truck out?”

“I don’t have anything with me. Hop in and we’ll go get a chain at my place, it’s only about 4 miles up the road.” Johnny replied.

“Hey, just a sec while I lock my truck and grab my purse.” I couldn’t tell if he knew I was grinning from ear to ear as I walked away towards my truck. I grabbed the keys and my purse, locked up the truck, and trotted back over to Johnny’s truck. I opened the door and was greeted by the largest res dog I had ever seen. Everybody calls them “res dogs,” they are dogs that have been bred by the tribe for hundreds of years. They are usually short-haired dark brown with tan accents. This dog was the biggest res dog I had seen, he probably weighed 90 or 100 pounds.

“Jericho,” he reprimanded. “Get on over. Let the lady in.”

Jericho moved closer to Johnny and I climbed up on the bench seat. I closed the door and settled back against the seat as we took off down the dirt road. The local country western station played on the radio. I flirted with Johnny as we talked about things going on in the valley and people we knew. Jericho leaned over and insistently put his nose deep in my crotch. I sat up straight with shock, instinctively drawing back from the pressure.

“If you’re not into that kind of thing, just push him away.” Johnny playfully suggested.

I have never done anything like what he is suggesting, but I relax and open my legs to let the nose get better access to my pussy. I must have had just enough beer to loosen my inhibitions. I had always had fantasies about doing it with a dog, but had never had the opportunity mated with bruno beast. I guess the opportunity just dropped into my lap. Literally. I look over at Johnny and he is watching me with an ear-to-ear grin.

“I have never done anything like this before,” I confess. “But I’m willing to try most anything once. Is this a fluke, or does he know what he is doing? Do you know what you are doing?”

“I can teach you many things. Some more unconventional than others. If you want to open yourself up for a new experience I can help guide you. You tell me if you are ready to explore.” Johnny offers as he turns off the dirt road onto his property.

“Lead the way,” I reply, breathlessly responding to the nose pressure in my crotch. Johnny pulls up and parks outside his house. I jump out of the pickup, Jericho following me. I swing the door closed and walk beside Johnny up to the house.

The three of us enter the main room of the adobe structure. I turn around to close the door and feel the heat of him before I feel him physically as he comes up behind me. My hands push against the door as I push my ass against him. Johnny’s hands come around and grab my breasts under my t-shirt. I feel my nipples get erect between the pressure of his thumbs and forefingers. I can feel his cock grinding against my ass, and I writhe back, my hips grinding against his. His hands move down and I can feel his fingers working the top button and then feeling the other three fly open. I pull out of my boots while his hands burn my body where ever they touch me. I put my hands to my side, bend over, and push my jeans and panties down to my knees. Still bending over, I step out of my jeans and at the same time feel the glorious tongue of Jericho lapping at my wet pussy erotic animal sex stories. Wow, never in my life have I been licked like that by a man. I arch my back so that I can expose as much of myself as I can to that magnificent tongue.

Johnny’s hands on my shoulders bring me out of my reverie. He raises me up and leads me over to a sofa and leans me over the arm. It is high and I can’t rest my knees on the floor. Johnny explains that Jericho is too tall to take me comfortably if I lean against the seat cushions; this is why I am up over the arm. Johnny squirts lube all over my ass and pussy with one hand and rubs it all over with the other. I can first feel one finger, then another thrusting into my pussy. I gasp and shudder as I come for what I am sure is the first of many for the evening.

His slick fingers then move to my ass and I feel his finger push gently against my ass. Oh, he was getting full backstage access tonight. I feel the pressure increase against my asshole and I relax as his finger works its way gently up my ass. His other hand, meanwhile, is three fingers deep into my pussy. I start laughing with sheer joy as I come again.

Johnny pulls his fingers out and guides Jericho into position. I can feel Jericho’s front legs at each side of my waist as he jumps into position and the weight of the dog on my back. Johnny stands behind Jericho, guiding him to the sweet spot. I reach back and help Jericho position himself behind my pussy. I can feel the thrusts and then finally he penetrates me, thrusting deeply. Johnny has come around in front of me and kneels on the seat cushion, his cock in front of my face.
“This is too good to be true,” I think as I lick my lips, mold them around his cock, and begin to work my way from the head down to the base. I can feel the dog thrusting insistently, but because it is my first time Johnny said he would make sure that I didn’t get knotted.

“I want more,” is all I can think as I feel the knot slamming against my pussy. If it goes in, I won’t complain amateur animal sex. I love this feeling of having a pussy full of dog and a mouthful of long, hard cock in my mouth.

Johnny’s hands move to the sides of my head, and as his fingers weave themselves into my hair, they tighten. His hands start guiding my head at the pace he wants, holding me by the hair. I felt his rhythm become more insistent as he watched the thrusts of the dog banging me from behind. Suddenly, Johnny pulled out and covered my face and tits with his warm cum. At the same time, I felt Jericho come in my pussy, his hot streams causing me to come yet again.