My friends call me Dee. I'm a young woman with milky white skin, average looks and a slender but curvy body. My hair has a tint of auburn mixed in with the blond. I am outgoing and enjoy my circle of friends very much. We are well connected socially and go to many parties. I have a roommate named Beverly. She is really nice, we mostly get along, but sometimes I wish I lived alone. Especially now! It's been several weeks since I witnessed two women making love to a dog at a party. Not everyone at the party knew this was going on, but I bumped into this guy that convinced me to watch. He took me back to the pool parlor and got me in the door. At first I thought it was gross, but as I watched I was turned on by it. So much so, that I am desperately trying to do it myself. There was something about the passion that this dog and these women exhibited that is driving my lust for a good dog fuck? I am frantic to experience their passion.
I have always been attracted to male dogs. They seem to like me. Sometimes if I am in the park or outside they will just wander up for a hug and a good pet. As a curious teenager, I would play with their penis if I had a chance. I liked the feel of the sheath and the hardness inside as I stroked them. Several times I was able to make them cum. I just never thought about making love to one of them. But I do now! I am so horny with the thought; I can't get it out of my mind. The overwhelming dream that I have while masturbating is looking between my legs as I am on all fours under Sam and watching his cum and the blood from my cherry mixing and oozing down my thighs. I masturbate in this position almost every night.
I mentioned my roommate because she factors into the frustration I am having. There is this wonderful jet-black dog that belongs to one of my neighbors. Like I said, dogs search me out. Sam searches me out a lot. Every time I go out the back door he is there. We have a good time together. I really enjoy a good mouth kiss from him. He gives good French kisses. Since the party I have been trying to mate with Sam. Every time I think that I have worked out a way for us to be alone, my roommate shows up and ends our encounter.
After the party I began to think about this wonderful passion that occurred between the dog and these women. I can only describe it as magical, exhilarating, without boundaries, intense beyond imagination, totally uninhibited where the women and the dog were fulfilling and fulfilled. It didn't stop till they were completely spent. All the while the lovemaking was going on there was total focus and no way to distract or deter them.
My relationship with Sam started awhile back. Like I said, dogs search me out. Sam does especially. If I walk out the door, he is there in a matter of moments. We kiss, pet and play together. Since the party, I am suddenly aware of how much he nuzzles my breast and smells my crotch. Before I just played with him. Now there is a sexual purpose to our encounters... Not just on my part, on his too.
I used to push him away if he made much of an advance on my breast or crotch. Now I allow him to get his tongue on my tits and on my crotch if we can be the least bit private. I am so exhilarated and turned on by the thought of discovery sometimes that I get risky in public. It's like not wanting to be discovered but wanting to be caught so the secret is out and I don't have to pretend anymore. I long for the day that I can have his cock buried inside me.
The other day Sam had his head stuck in my blouse licking my tits. I was close to an orgasm when I spotted some people approaching down the sidewalk in front of my house. I just couldn't stop myself and they got pretty close before I orgasmed and pulled his head out of my blouse. Sam was so turned on, his cock was out of its sheath and he was moaning and trying to mount me when they went by. One in the group stared at us pretty hard. I think he had figured it out. I was so full of lust for Sam I didn't care. I was beginning to experience the single-minded focus that those women had.
So for Sam and myself we are beginning to gather that level of intensity in our relationship. I was really happy about this turn of events. It didn't start out this way, but now that we have tasted it, we want more of it. We just go at each other every time we can be alone. Which now is defined as no one else in the near vicinity. If Beverly leaves the room for a minute, I have Sam's head in my blouse and I'm stroking his cock. We go at it till the very last minute before she is back. If we don't mate soon, I don't know what I am going to do. I may have to give up eating so I can kick Beverly out and still afford the house so we can be together.
Since the party I started increasing the amount of time I spend with Sam. Our sexual experience with each other grew out of our curiosity for one another. I played with this sheath and he explored my crotch. I caressed his balls and he discovered my breast. It started with touches and sniffs, and grew to stroking, caressing and licking; and now to wanton sexual exploitation of each other's bodies every time we see each other. I can't keep my hands off him. I feel just like I did when I was a teenager with my first boyfriend.
We were at each other when we were together. We would sneak around playing out our sexual curiosity. It stopped short of actual intercourse since we were only 13 at the time. It was very hard to stop every time we got intense. After a while my nipples stayed hard all the time from the built up sexual tension. I finally gave in to masturbation to cool off. Man, I couldn't believe what I had been missing. I've masturbated every day since then. I haven't given my cherry to anyone, but I am going to give it to Sam. I can't wait!
On several occasions Beverly has returned home or back in the house unexpectedly and nearly caught us in a passionate embrace. Either Sam has his tongue in my shorts or I was bent over licking his cock when she came in the house. I'm sure that every time we have these guilty looks on our face, hair a mess, and sometimes Sam's erect cock is protruding from his sheath.
The other day I was lying on my back on the couch with Sam on top of me. We had been going at it for a while and he was on me trying to shove his wonderful cock in my pussy. I had my shorts pulled to the side and we were both desperately trying to get it in when she came in the back door. All I could do is let my hand go and start giggling like we were playing. Beverly came into the den and looked at us suspiciously. Of course Sam's entire cock was bare. His sheath was pulled back over his glorious knot. She asked what he was trying to do to me and I played dumb. All of this foreplay and interrupted encounters has us both worked into a passion-starved frenzy. We both need to complete our sexual fantasies soon or we will bust.
Last week I thought that I had a plan that would put us together for several hours without Beverly. We both left for work and she remarked that I didn't have to pick her up because she was working overtime. That put my wheels to spinning and by the time I got to work I had a plan. I left work at lunch, went home, found Sam and put him in my yard so I was sure that he would be there when I got home. I let him lick my wet crotch to reassure him that this was going to be the day. I left work early to have more time with Sam.
I got home and let Sam follow me into my bedroom. I undressed for him and let him caress and lick me as I got rid of my clothes. We were both working into a pretty intense frenzy when I heard Beverly open the front door and enter the kitchen. At that moment, Sam had his tongue buried in my pussy and I was on the verge of the most intense orgasm that I had ever felt coming. The bedroom door was open and I had to stop him and at least get the door closed. He mounted me from the behind as I got off the bed and I had to drag him with me to the door. I just got it closed when Beverly came down the hall...
It took me fifteen minutes to calm Sam down so I could get my clothes on. Beverly came to the door twice asking if I was all right. Sam was whimpering loudly and growling so much she wanted to know what was going on. She gave us some strange looks when we came into the den. We just passed through and headed out the back door.
I ran to the closest private space I could find, ducked into the trees and let Sam ravage my pussy with his tongue. I took his swollen tool in my mouth and gave him the first blowjob of his life. It was my first blowjob too, but I was so horny and frustrated that I had to disappoint my lover again, I had to do something. We were both a little more settled after this, but the intensity of our desire for each other was higher than before and was driving us both crazy. I had to come up with a new plan.
I thought of the garage. I had one. It was clean and I could leave the car outside. I could get up in the middle of the night and sneak out to the garage with Sam. This could work. So that night I set my vibrating watch alarm for 2 a.m.
I was so keyed up with excitement; it reminded me of being with my boyfriend. We would sneak out and meet in a tree in my back yard at 2:30 in the morning. We had some intense petting sessions in that tree. I came close to loosing my virginity in that tree one night.
I didn't sleep much and was up before my alarm went off. I was sitting on the edge of my bed looking at Sam through my bedroom window when the alarm went off on my wrist. I checked on Beverly. She was fast asleep, so I crept out the back door, and went to the garage, Sam following with his nose in my crotch. I had stashed a blanket there. I got it out, lit a candle, and Sam and I started kissing. It didn't take long for both of us to be really turned on. When I got Sam in the garage his cock was already out of it's sheath and with a little coaxing, he was fully erect and drooling with precum. My pussy was just as turned on.
I got on all fours and turned my cunt into Sam's face. He licked greedily at my wetness and mounted me. He felt so good on my back and my pussy was aching for a doggie entry. Neither of us knew exactly what to do, but our out of control lust for each other was driving us to get his cock inside me. He was thrusting and I was trying to get my pussy in the right position. I found out real quick that the easy hole for Sam to hit was my ass. So after a few jabs I learned that I had to arch my back down at the waist to get my pussy up and my ass out of the way.
I got this technique mastered and the glorious moment came. I arched my back and guided his sheath into the opening in my pussy. I felt the end of his hot cock search the entrance to my pussy. When Sam had the same sensation, I felt his hips slide forward and his wonderful penis enter me. On the relief we both had at that moment even through the pain of me giving my virginity to him. I finally had his cock inside me. It felt so good as the pain wore off. Not as painful as I had imagined. I guess my lust was overshadowing it.
But then our pleasure came to another crashing halt. Sam hadn't thrust himself into to me more than two minutes when the back door opened and I heard Beverly calling my name. The garage was dark, so she didn't know where I was. I had to get Sam off of me quickly, blow out the candle and sneak out through the garage window and come around the garage from the back. I was out of breath and Sam had his nose in my ass as I rounded the garage. I made an excuse that I had heard something and we went back into the house. I had to leave my poor lover on the porch whimpering.
Beverly said that I was going to have to do something about that dog; he always seemed to have his nose in my crotch. I told her that I didn't mind; she smiled and went back to bed.
I went into the bathroom and cried silently for a while. I discovered that I was bleeding down my legs from giving up my virginity. What I had been dreaming to see for weeks was his cum mixed with my lost virginity running down my legs as I supported him on all fours. That would have been the ultimate sensation. Needless to say, I was disappointed that I lost it this way and didn't sleep hardly at all and Sam kept whimpering at the open window to my bedroom making matters worse.
The next afternoon, I came home from work, put on one of my tennis skirts, no panties and took off for a jog with Sam. We explored several wooded areas and I found one that we could use at night, but not during the day. There was a tree house and several small kid clubhouses made from scrap lumber inside the woods. They were full of kids, but I knew they would be vacant after dark. We found a quiet area and I let Sam devour my pussy. He got so excited that he put his paws on my shoulders and was trying to shove his cock in my body, somehow. I grabbed his sheath and stroked him to an orgasm. I had doggie cum all over the front of my tennis skirt.
We came back after dinner around 9:00 p.m. Sam and I had teased each other all the way to the woods. He was sticking his nose in my crotch and I would stroke his penis when he put his paws on my shoulders. By the time we got there we were already turned on. We inspected the clubhouses and found one that had a carpeted floor. It was quite cozy inside. I lit my candle and we went directly into a passionate round of kissing and caressing each other.
It wasn't long before I had my back arched and was guiding his penis to my pussy as before. It felt so, so good when his cock entered me. I had been dreaming all day about this moment. Sam was stroking in and out of me with intensity and I was changing my position letting the feel of his wonderful cock embrace different spots inside my vagina.
This was going to be it. We were finally alone! We could enjoy each other to the fullest. I was anticipating being tied to him. I so wanted his cum driven in me by his mighty blast. I wanted to feel the same ecstasy that I saw on these women's faces as their dog lover shot them full of cum.
We were getting into a glorious rhythm. I was ecstatic with the feel of him inside me when I heard voices coming into the woods. Ooo, if they could wait five more minutes. We were so, so close. I had to scramble fast, pull Sam out, get him off me and blow out the candle just in time for them not to discover us.