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>>>Posted in Uncategorized on Feb 24th, 2007

I’ll never forget late last summer when I decided to take a nice, long mid-day nap after having worked several hours on my vegetable garden. I remembered the day was a very hot and humid, and my body was as sweaty and fatigued as it had been in a long time. As a 31 year old divorceee with no children, I live alone in my house, unless you count my cat, Mantissa, and our newest “family” member, Barney, who is my year-old Golden Retriever. (My husband hated those pets and the feeling was mutual!)

Uncomfortably hot and barely able to hold my body upright, I decided to remove all my filthy clothes, slip on a cotton sun dress and lay on my thick-carpeted floor since it was a tad cooler down there. I typically sleep in the nude, but with my body still drenched in sticky sweat, the last thing I wanted at that moment was to have floor filth stick to me. Ah yes, wearing only a comfy sun dress would give me enough freedom I needed to sleep soundly, yet it would keep my body from serving as a magnet for fur, crumbs and whatever else my carpet had attracted since I last vacuumed.

It didn’t take long for me to fall deeply into sleep; pure exhaustion from working in the heat and humidity will do that to a person. In fact, the last thing I remembered before my eyelids closed was seeing Barney kneeling by my side and studying my face in the funny, curious way that dogs often do. I slept soundly for the next hour or so until, in my half-asleep, half-awake state, I felt something unusual between my legs that had clumsily sprawled out during my slumber.

With eyes half open, I tiredly lifted my head and saw that my dress was around my upper thighs and noticed rather numbly that Barney was licking furiously my genital region with his wide and extremely warm & wet tongue. Reflexively, I closed my legs and brought my knees to my chest but as persistent as a puppy can get, Barney burrowed his cold nose in my cunt trying very hard to lick the remaining salt that had settled within the folds of my vulva, my inner thighs, and my pubic hair.

Slurp, smack, slurp, slurp…

This dog was relentless to get whatever prize he desired and, frankly, I was quite disgusted with what my own dog was doing to me. What nerve he had in taking liberty of a “meal” he had evidently found on and around my pussy without consulting me first! But I didn’t stop him. Whatever need he had to have met, a need of a very different sort had to be met for me as well. The sexual stirring Barney had already created in my body had reached the point of no return. My clit had already stood erect outside its hood and my pussy juices had begun flowing. My entire body was hot with desire!

So, with no one around to witness this sickning travesty, I decided not to disappoint my loyal and loving pet (my God, my ex-husband, David, would crucify me if he knew what I was allowing Barney to do to my cunt. However, I had to hold back a chuckle when I soon realized that Barney was getting more of my pussy in these few minutes than I allowed David during the last year of our marriage!). Lying flat on my back, I grabbed my ankles with both hands and spread them out as wide as I can get them so that Barney could have full access to my salt-drenched body. He continued to lap me up with long, broad strokes of his soft tongue; the lips of my pussy being stretched and tugged at each stroke.

My body continued to tremble with pleasure. Slurp, slurp…

Instinctively, I began pinching my nipples. The more he licked, the more my pussy oozed with its milky fluid, which made Barney lick even more furiously. What a marvelous chain of pleasure we had created between ourselves. He coudn’t get enough of me and neither could I.

Ohhhhh…

I was ready to cum at any moment, but I held back as best I could. I wasn’t done experiencing that wonderful tongue from this equally wonderful creature.

Having spent several more minutes licking clumsily the folds and clit of my cunt, I wondered what sensation I would experience by feeling Barney’s dripping tongue swirling around my asshole. So as not to startle him, I gradually turned over to my stomach and with head down on the carpet I began to lift my ass high in the air and spread my knees as wide as I can make them go. Barney would be allowed to have any inch of my body he wanted.

Immediately I could feel the cold, awkward wetness of Barney’s nose as he sniffed deeply into my asshole; my nipples hardened and my toes curled with excitement and anticipation. “How could I be doing this? This is crazy and so fucking desperate!,” I muttered to myself. “God, I NEED a boyfriend!” Still, I continued to allow Barney to enjoy that tender part of my body that I’ve kept protected and private for much of my married life with David.

Just then, I felt Barney’s tongue lap up juices that had streamed from my cunt down to my dark brown pubic curls. From my dark fur, he licked straight up to my asshold in one giant, exquisite motion. Once my asshole was savored, Barney didn’t seem particularly interested in going elsewhere beastiality pig sex. He focused on my asshole almost exclusively. I don’t know, perhaps he was interested in the musty, oaky scent; maybe salty sweat had settled there that had been previously unlicked; probably a combination thereof. Whatever the reason, he licked even more passionately than before.

I was in ecstacy! Absolute horrific ecstacy! Ooooooo….

I felt my body reaching the brink of a tremendous orgasm. I couldn’t wait any longer; the pent-up excitement within my sex could not have reached any higher. With my ass still high up in the air, I stuck two fingers from one hand deeply into my cunt and finger-fucked it with fervor, while pinching roughly the left nipple with my fingers on the other hand. All the while, Barney was lapping up my asshole like it had just been basted with turkey gravy, which, until now, was his favorite treat. All my orifices opened with desire.

Smack, slurp, slurp, smack… “Oh God… How fucking nasty is this?!,” I thought. Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

My body convulsed with several consecutive climaxes that lasted several minutes. With my body laid out exhausted on the carpet, Barney came to my face and licked it happily. And all I could mutter feebly was, “Atta boy, Barney… atta boy.”
I slept soundly for the next several hours after having my dog Barney have his way with my body. Eventually, I had to drag my persistent dog outside in my fenced-in yard. I was worn out. Never had my pussy and asshole experienced such desire as when Barney licked and slurped them to produce so many gigantic orgasms! What a voracious appetite he has indeed, but my cunt seemed to get hungrier after each minute had passed. In fact, I stopped counting long after 8 climaxes and yet my pussy and asshole still demanded more.

Yes, my pussy and asshole demanded more… much more….

Having been recently divorced and still smarting from that fiasco, I wasn’t any closer to having a boyfriend yet. I wanted to live on my own for awhile anyway. No more bickering about money, sex, housecleaning, work hours, or even the damn cap on toothpaste tubes. I was relieved that all that bullshit was behind me now. “It’s good for your soul to live alone for awhile,” is what my mom would always say. She’s right, especially since my pet companions are doing a nice job keeping me company.

Mantissa, my cat, slumbers with me often, keeping me warm at night. Barney, my 1-year old Golden Retriever, is playful and loving, but meets a need of mine of a very different sort–a secret, nasty need. Although I hate to admit it, finding the act of “bestiality” rather sickening, several months ago I had allowed Barney access to my genitals after I had serendipitously discovered him licking the sweat salt from my pussy while I was napping. Barney licked my cunt with such conviction that I couldn’t stop him from finishing the job. And finish the job he did, often resulting in multiple orgasms at each “snacking” session.

Several times since then, I had allowed him to snack off my pussy. Most the time I would smear peanut butter all over my public hair, my vulva, my thighs, and my asshole. He would eat me non-stop (unlike my ex-husband, David) until every hint of peanut butter was licked off. Sometimes it would take an hour of constant, tireless licking. In the meantime, I would continue to have my strongly felt climaxes. As far as “relationships” go, the one I have with Barney is defintiely a give-give one beastiality dating.

Several nights ago at around 3:30 in the morning, I woke up in a cold sweat feeling extremely horny. It had been a long time since I had been with a man let alone being fucked by a man’s dick. I longed for something warm… something hard… something big. The cold metal of my $10 vibrator just wouldn’t do. My already soaked pussy craved to be filled and stretched by something big!

I immediately thought of Barney, but how could I possibly allow THAT to happen!? Although I had let Barney to lick my nether regions, I couldn’t possibly allow him to fuck me, right? “Too nasty and disgusting… too desperate!” were my thoughts. After all, I’m what most people would consider a very attractive woman in her thirties with a cute figure. I could probably go to any bar in the city and most men would die to buy me a drink and eventually take me home with them, if I let them. That’s the problem: “If I let them.” Perhaps I’m a bit old fashioned, but I don’t like the bar scene and if I did, I certainly wouldn’t have a one-night stand with anyone. I’m just not that kind of girl.

Alone and dateless, I knew I needed to do something desperate in order to feed my pussy’s cravings. Barney, who was lying on the floor in my bedroom, was summoned by me to hop on my bed. Yes, HE would be my love mate for the night to satisfy a very lonely and horny girl. As he jumped up, he cowered because he’s never allowed to be on my bed–too darn hairy. I told him that it was alright, while petting his thick fur, and comforting him as best I could. He didn’t take long to be his old Barney self, by snuggling close to me and licking my face.

“God, how am I going to do this?,” I asked myself. “Maybe if I shake my ass in front of him, he’ll know to mount me instinctively.” Since I always sleep in the nude, I didn’t need to remove any clothing. I simply positioned myself in front of him, turned around on all fours, and waved very seductively my moist pussy in front of him, hoping the musty odor from my sparsley-haired pussy would entice him to fuck me.

He just stared at me with those sad, big brown eyes of his.

“Come on, Barney, fuck my pussy… come on, boy, here’s a piece of ass all for you!”

Barney stared dumbly, while wagging his tongue.

Rejection.

“Damn, how does one entice a stupid dog?”, I thought.

After several minutes of trying to get Barney to fuck me, I was about ready to give up until, amazingly, Barney got up and went straight to my perched up ass and… sniffed deeply and… “Come on boy, come fuck mama…” he licked my pussy and asshole with a giant stroke.

Although it felt good, I was SO disappointed. My pussy needed a big, warm cock INSIDE it, not a wet, warm tongue playing with it. I decided not disappoint Barney, so I let him finish his “meal” while I experienced a mini-orgasm and quickly fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning dissatisfied, puzzled, and still very horny, I though about Barney. “Of course he licked my pussy,” I thought. “When he sees my pussy he associates it with food. Somehow, I need to have him associate my pussy with mounting me and fucking it. But how?…

YES, I’ve got it! I’ve taken enough college psychology courses to know how to train my dog to fuck me.”

I spend the next several minutes going over my plan… Then…

“Barney, here boy…” I said excitedly as I patted my bed. Having licked my pussy last night, it had smelled a littly “fishy,” which made Barney even more excited about wanting to lick it (he loves seafood). While lying on my back with my legs spread wide, I placed big Barney on top of me in a 69-like position question about beastiality. Although I didn’t feel comfortable at the moment to lick Barney’s cock and balls, I decided to stroke his cock at the same time he was savoring my pussy. By doing that, he would associate the sight, smell, and taste of my pussy with sex and hopefully… wha la!.

Barney immediately went to town on my clit and pussy opening and I immediately grabbed Barney’s rather large member and stroked slowly at first, then increased the motion of my hand. His cock quickly became very hard and huge! We spent several minutes perfecting this very symbiotic process.

Then, while still holding onto Barney’s member, I quickly positioned it so that he was facing me, but still on top. I guided his erect cock close to my pussy and… YES! Instinctively, Barney knew what to do from there. He plunged that big, warm cock inside me. Ohhhhhhhhh!!!! Just what I had yearned for several months: my own big and real cock I can play with anytime I desired! He pounded my cunt with incredible speed and surprising skill. Also surprising was how much his cock was able to fill my slippery hole. Since his balls had receded high into his body, they became perfectly angled to brush up against my hardened deep-red clit at each forward plunge. Barney’s hairy balls strummed my clitoris like a banjo string–very fast and methodical until…

Ahhhhhhhhh!!!

I didn’t expect to cum so quickly and strongly. My ex-husband, David, always complained about me taking too much time to warm up, which I internalized by blaming myself for our sex problems. Now I know the problem WASN’T me. It was just that David couldn’t fuck me like Barney can. I held back a snicker as best I could while Barney was still deeply pounding my sopping beaver.

As I was quickly approaching my second major orgasm, Barney was unloading his warm, sticky sperm into me. The warm fluid felt good inside my cunt. Barney immediately pulled out and, strangely, he began to lick his own cum that had spilled all over my public hair and vulva. Of course, just a few broad strokes of his wet tongue were enough to put me over the edge once again.

Ohhhhhhhhh, Barney!

But Barney wasn’t through. He continued to be relentness in whatever endeavor he sought. Turning over onto my stomach, I wondered what he would do if I stuck my ass high up in the air waving my now drenched pussy near his face.

Evidently, Barney is a quick learner. He sniffed deeply the flaps of my vulva and the wrinkle of my asshole, then placed his fore paws and elbows on my hips and began immediately to penetrate my cunt with that lovely cock of his. Since the walls of my sex were sore and spent after several minutes of penetrationfrom Barney’s cock and tongue and orgasmic contractions, I pulled his fast-pumping dick out of my vagina and guided it into my well-lubed asshole from Barney’s saliva that remained there from his most recent licking.

Being fucked in the ass was a brand new experience for me. I had never let David, or anyone else for that matter, intrude my anal cave. Funny, how it turns out that I allowed Barney to parts of my body that were not allowed by anyone else. What a sick woman I have become!

Yet, what a strange and wonderfully erotic feeling I had deep in my bowels as Barney was pumping away like a steam engine. Instinctively, my hands played with the curls of my pubes, while intermittently toying with my clit and massaging Barney’s balls. My low-pitched moans of pleasure were mixed with Barney’s groans and whines of apparent satisfaction. He couldn’t get enough and neither could I.

While plunging deeply into my asshole, a well-timed finger or two in my pussy would take me to my third climax. Yes…. yes…. yes…… K9 dog sex fantasies..

Ohhh, yes… Ohhh, yes… Fuck me with your big cock, Barney…. Yes, boy… fuck meeeeee!!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!!!

My spent legs collapsed underneath me and I laid flat on my stomach. Of course, my tenacious dog was still licking my bum as I, again, breathed deeply after having spent all my energy. Too tired to shoo him away, all I could say was, “Atta boy, Barney… atta boy.”

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