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!

Once in the house, they paused only an instant before heading for their parents’ bedroom. It had a king-sized bed and just looked the part, although both girls knew it hadn’t been used “properly” for years.

They burst in, dumped their robes on the floor and made a bee-line for it. Alice did a belly flop on it and Sue landed right on top of her. For a few moments they wrestled like they used to when they were younger, tossing and tumbling and rough-housing.

The eroticism of these two lovely, lithe girls, au naturel, would have been clear to any lucky viewer, but it wasn’t to Sue and Alice. They were joyously reliving earlier, carefree days. The tinkling of their childish laughter echoed through the empty house. The soft moan of the great bed was more in relief than pain. Even it seemed to revel in this innocent display. Read the rest of this entry »

Nancy Conover checked herself in the mirror one last time. A shiver tickled her spine. Tall, blonde, her tits filling out, she was happy with what she saw.

“By the time school starts… ” she whispered, skimming her hands down over her lush teenaged body, “the boys will be surprised.”

She giggled, remembering how she had looked three months ago when school had closed for the summer. Now her tits were swelling, her hips curving out, and her legs taking on a sexy shape. Read the rest of this entry »

Jeannie Boyd sat on the porch in the early morning and sipped coffee and looked out over the farm. My farm, she thought. All mine.

She felt a mixture of emotions: pride, a sense of accomplishment and, most of all, a feeling of contentment and satisfaction. She felt, she knew, that she had made the right choice in coming to the farm and settling down. It had not been easy. Six months before, she had been living in the city, pursuing a successful career. Then, fate had stepped in, as it often does. She received the news that her uncle had passed away and left her his farm.

Why her uncle would bequeath her the farm was a question Jeannie couldn’t answer with certainty. She hadn’t been particularly close to her uncle, and she hadn’t lived on a farm for years–not since she had left home after high school. She supposed it had something to do with the fact that she was her uncle’s only living relative. Read the rest of this entry »