Beastiality

I always looked forward to my Wednesday morning routine; it was the one-day in the week I could dedicate to myself. After dropping the kids at school I would go to the gym for my workout then home for a shower & a little pampering.

It was these mornings I would have the time to relax & I would put on my favorite X rated DVD, take out my vibrator & bring myself to a shuddering orgasm whilst laying naked on top of my bed. While i love the sex I have with my husband, this was my time, I felt a little bit naughty but liberated all the same, and “a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do”!

This particular morning I had just begun to caress myself, rubbing my vibrator over my nipples, down my body & on the inside of my thighs, this used to get my juices flowing & I would lightly tingle the tip of the vibrator from down to up, giving my clit the last touch, grrrrr, then I would plunge short then deep into my aching pussy.

Nelson, our 2-year-old black Labrador had come into the room & after putting him out once, when he nosed the door open the second time, I was too close to orgasm to stop! I finished with the vibrator & eyes closed, lay there catching my breath. I slid my legs off the side of the bed & was about to stand when I felt Nelson’s breath down there then the gentle nuzzling & licking. I let him do this for what seemed like a split second before I thought to push him away & hissed at him to get out.

All that day I couldn’t help feeling naughty but realized that “gee, that felt pretty good”. I began my next Wednesday bedroom routine with Nelson in the room, he didn’t want to go out so I thought what the hell, I will give him a show! I hung my legs over the edge of the bed & let my vibrator do its work, it wasn’t long before Nelson got the idea & came up between my legs & started to lick me in short quick strokes. With the vibrator dancing on my clit & Nelson licking my dripping pussy it took no time at all for me to come, buckling forward in a shuddering orgasm. I pushed Nelson away so I could recover, & noticed him humping mid air! He really did get the idea!

I started to use Nelson in my routine more regularly & boy he was good, as he started to get more used to it he would often jump up on me humping like mad, I never thought about ever really letting him penetrate me as that would be “weird & dirty”, but the more we did the licking routine he would jump up & his hard cock would stab me wildly all around my pussy & ass.

Finally I though if he “accidentally” got it in me I would know that it wasn’t right & could stop wondering what it might be like. He was up on the bed with his front legs, humping madly at me, so I reached down & grabbed his raging cock & simply put it “in the spot”, well there was no taking it easy, he pushed hard & fast as deep as he could! I knew this was wrong & it shouldn’t feel good, but god, as he thrust into me at a hundred miles an hour I could feel a monster orgasm coming on. I came & came like I hadn’t for a long time.

Nelson hasn’t tied with me yet & now I feel like I would like to go the whole way with him, let him put his knot into me. I have started to do some research on the Internet & have found that there are lots of girls like me. I have found some great sites with tips & suggestions and really feel like I need help in training Nelson to get it right. I would love for my husband to be able to share in this experience but just don’t know how he would cope with the site of his “best friend” puffing & panting while bringing his wife to orgasm. Maybe I should just “let sleeping dogs lie” & keep this my little secret, something for me to look forward to for my Wednesday in!

I am Usha, a young Indian girl. I have had a sheltered life till my 18th year. My parents died when I was 3 years old. My grandmother brought me up in a village some 200 kilometers from Chennai. When this story opens, we had moved to Chennai. My grandmother was a teacher in a school and she had classes throughout the day. This left me free to do as I pleased, provided I remained at home. Sarala, a thirteen year old servant maid was my companion.

One day Sarala came to work carrying a young baby some 18 months old. It was Ram, the son of a visitor to her neighbor’s house. It was quite friendly and not shy of newcomers. I spent time playing with the child. After sometime I went to take a bath. While taking bath, I heard the child cry suddenly. It had fallen down while running about. Sarala took it up and started comforting it. As I came out all was quiet. I was just drying my hair as I came to the place where Sarala was sitting with the child in her lap. She didn’t see me approaching. What I saw was just amazing. She had nestled the child in her arms. She had taken the left breast out and was feeding the child! The child was busy sucking at the nipple that was held up by Sarala between her first and middle fingers. It had latched on firmly to the nipple and was doing vigorous sucking. The cheeks were hollowed indicating forceful sucking. Its white teeth flashed now and then and were a good contrast against Sarala’s jet-black nipple. The child appeared to be making a generous use of its teeth on Sarala’s nipple while chewing it. The room was quiet except for the vigorous suction noise produced by the child’s mouth. The girl had closed the eyes and was enjoying the feeling of being sucked. At times she winced as the child’s sharp teeth sank into her marble-hard nipple in the course of its chewing. But then she made no attempt to stop the suckling process. After a few minutes, she just got hold of her right breast, applied a syrupy paste to her right nipple and was rubbing it against the corners of the child’s mouth. The nipple was shining in sun-light and was quivering with the girl’s excitement about what was going to happen to it. The child promptly switched breast and continued its business with a single track mind. The suction was with such a force that nearly a quarter of the breast vanished between the ravenous lips and teeth of the child.

I was just watching. After 10 minutes of sucking both her nipples showed bite marks on them and they were angry red in color. They were coated with thick saliva and were quite raw. I was sure the girl will have trouble putting on her blouse, as the nipples that were sucked so viciously would then rub against the cloth. The girl did not see me watching her. Suddenly the phone rang and I went to the hall to answer it. It was Sarala’s mother Saraswathi. She wanted her to come to her immediately. I conveyed this message to Sarala, who had removed the child from her breast in the meantime and buttoned up her blouse. She requested me to look after the baby, who was sleeping. She would be back in a few hours time. I assured her that I would look after the child. Now I was alone in the house with the child and I sat down to watch the program in the TV. After 10 minutes the child woke up and came to me. It sat on my lap. I just cuddled it against my chest and continued watching the TV. From the corner of my eyes I noticed that the child was throwing covetous glances at my breasts and licking its lips. I pretended not to notice and was watching the TV. Slowly the child extended its fingers and was touching my right breast and was searching the nipple. I felt terrific. It then pushed its face against my chest. I said nothing and was keeping quiet as if nothing was happening. But my heart was beating in a fast rhythm as I was excited by what was going to come. The child’s lips brushed against my nipples covered by bra and blouse. Even with that cover the child could feel my nipples growing hard and sticking out. It quietly opened its mouth and imprisoned my right nipple, blouse and all. Its saliva started wetting my blouse covering the breast and the nipple could now be made out. The child was sucking and chewing it vigorously in spite of the blouse cover. My excitement grew. I took my right hand to my back, just unhooked my bra, unhooked my blouse, cradled the child’s head in my arms and pressed my nipple to its lips. It looked at me for a moment and without further ado opened its mouth and sucked in my entire areola along with the nipple and started to suck. I looked down and saw the child’s mouth working furiously on my nipple. It had closed its eyes in bliss. My nipple under suction hardened to a marble and was chewed on in a relentless manner by the child. Read the rest of this entry »

This is a story about a lovely gorgeous woman named Amber. Amber is 1.6meters tall and has a lovely well-toned sexy body that would give any male an instant hard on with just one look at her, her hair is auburn in color and she has the most seductive sexy green eyes that glitter like emeralds. Being only 25 years of age, Amber worked for one of the largest international courier companies in the world and she loved her job, as every now and again she would score a free plane ride to her holiday destinations. This is a story of such a free plane ride that Amber took and would never forget for the rest of her life, which happened five years ago after being with the company for at least three years.

The courier plane was departing from a chilly Russian airstrip, which was covered in snow and Amber was there at the company depot in Russia conducting an audit. She had just finished her audit and hitched a ride with the courier plane, which was to land back in California; all Amber carried with her was a small suitcase that had all her woman essentials for traveling. Once settled in the plane, they were ready for take off and being a cargo plane there were only the pilot and co-pilot and one seat which Amber sat in and there was a rubber life boat and the rest of the plane had huge box’s and all sorts of packages that headed for the States. The captain waited for clearance and then he headed to the run way and took off, Amber was just too glad to be leaving the ice cold offices in Russia as the plane was making a special stop for her in Hawaii as it was her annual leave and this was her holiday destination. After they were air born for about half an hour, the co-pilot came to the back of the plane to see if Amber was okay and if she needed anything and he checked that all the packages were secured in the cargo hold and then went back to his seat. The plane began to shake a little, the captain switched on the safety belt sign, and Amber strapped her self to her seat and held onto her bag, the captain assured her that it was just a little turbulence and once they cleared it, she could remove her seat belt.

After three hours of turbulence the plane suddenly began shaking furiously and a few of the large packages became loose in the cargo hold and the co-pilot ran passed her saying,’ Don’t worry Amber, everything is under control, just keep you safety belt on and keep you possessions close to you,’ and he went to the back of the plane. Suddenly there was a huge banging sound and then a scream and the plane started to lose pressure, the captain radioed for help and switched to auto pilot as he went to the back to see what was going on, he looked at Amber and told her to go and hold on to the life boat and as he opened the cabin door to the cargo hold, there was this huge air rush that sucked everything out of the plane including the door, the pilot grabbed onto one of the straps used to secure the packages and began pulling him self towards Amber who held on tight to the life boat and was screaming for her life. The pilot lost his grip and started to fly to the back of the plane and just as he was about to be sucked out, a huge crate got loose and pulled to the hole in the plane blocking the air from sucking him out and he hit his head against the box and was unconscious.

In her panic state, Amber grabbed the pilot by his feet and dragged him to the front of the plane away from the crate that blocked the hole. She then went to see if they were any where near land and that’s when she noticed that they auto-pilot began to malfunction and started to spark as the drop of pressure ruptured the hydraulic control line and the plane began to nose dive towards the ocean. When the pilot came to, he realized what was going on and ran to the cockpit and tried pulling the throttle up and was fighting to pull the plane back up, just as the plane neared the water, the pilot managed to pull the plane straight but it was too late as the belly of the plane hit the water at such a speed that it through him out the front windscreen and began filling with water as it slowly started to sink. Amber immediately ran to the life boat as the plane was now half filled with water and she opened the side exit door and swam out pushing the life boat out in front of her and pulled the self inflating string and the boat inflated. She climbed in and began to cry, as she had no idea where she was and no means to contact any one as she just sat there and drifted in the ocean. Everything happened so fast that she even forgot about her bag that had all of her personal stuff inside and now she was cold as her cloths were soaking wet and it began to get dark as night approached. Read the rest of this entry »

I am 53 years old woman and divorced for fifteen years from a man that I loved but couldn’t stop fucking around on. He always wanted more sex than I gave him and yet I had to go out and get strange men to screw. My shrink told me it was my insecurity with myself that made me do that but in the meantime my great husband left me, remarried, and was very happy. About a year ago his wife died unexpectedly and I went from Arizona to Washington DC to the funeral and to tell him how sad I was for him. What I hoped down deep was to renew our relationship. He invited me and our children to stay at his huge house during the funeral time and when the kids left, I made an excuse to go see someone I knew not to far from him and asked if I could stay with him for a few days when I got back from my friends and before my flight back to Phoenix.

I put a full court press on him to get him to want me to stay with him. Although he was still very sad from what had happened, he had not had any sex in a while and he was horny. I was really counting on this. We had a few drinks about noon time and to cut to the chase, I was giving him the best blow job I knew how, soon after our third drink. I know he loved getting sucked and so I wouldn’t let his cock get out of my mouth. He ended up cumming again, before I let go and I was pretty sure I had got to him. He asked me to stay for a few more days and he agreed to pay for any extra my delay might cost.

He did lay down a few ground rules for my stay. He might want to call a few of his men friends over for some drinks and I was to be the entertainment. I didn’t let on how turned on this made me but reluctantly agreed to his terms. Also, he wanted me to take on three men at a time, meaning that I would be taking a cock up my ass as well as sucking and fucking. When we were married that was a no-no for me. We tried it and it hurt. He told me I had no choice and he would help loosen me up. After giving me an enema to clean me out, he got a nice smelling lotion and put it all over my ass and his hands and tried one, then two, then three fingers in and out of my ass. He then put in four fingers and was opening me so that he could almost put his whole hand up my bottom. I guess I had gotten loose in my old age and I didn’t mind what he was doing. In fact, I was getting hot and started to rub my clit as he fingered my backside and I had a nice quiet orgasm. He replaced his fingers with his fat cock and took my ass cherry some thirty three years after he took my pussy cherry! Now I was ready for anything. He reminded me that he would always consider me a slut after what I did to him and would treat me accordingly. I didn’t tell him but being treated that way was just what I wanted. Read the rest of this entry »