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 »