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 THIS IS MY TRUE STORY - My Encounter With Duke

   You may be surprised, but a year ago, at age 20, I was still a virgin.
Yes, as a 5' 9" tall, 120 lb.  gal with blond hair and 36C boobs, I was
considered attractive, and I had had numerous opportunities to correct that
situation, but I hated the idea of putting the chemicals of birth control
pills in my system, and I sure didn't want to get pregnant.

   I graduated high school at age 17.  School had always been easy for me.
I sent on to college and continued to find studies a breeze.  I wanted to
succeed in school, and I didn't want a pregnancy or binding relationship to
hold me back.

   I had a fair number of dates, and they often included heavy petting and
oral sex.  But, up to that time, no intercourse.  During that time I did my
share of reading about women being pleasured by dogs.  I reasoned that
since canines could not impregnate human females, dogs might be a source of
pleasure for me.

   I had been driving myself crazy wanting to take a male dog.  I longed
for the feel of a dog's tongue on me, devouring me, pleasing me, and
eventually being knotted with a big dog.  The thoughts drove me to
masterbate, cuming on my finger, as that's all I seem to be able to get
inside my pussy.

   About a year ago I went for a walk in the park to clear my mind.  As I
walked, I started to feel better, but as I rounded the corner from one
clearing to a path about 300 yards to another clearing, I noticed a large
dog in the distance.  My recurring thoughts about cannine pleasures
reimurged.

   From where I was, I couldn't tell whether the dog was male or female. 
But I was getting wet just the same.  I kept walking.  As I started coming
to the clearing I could tell the dog was a very large German Sheppard.  It
definately was male.  It had a very large sheath hanging from it's belly.

   I was still in no position to see if the dog's master was around.  I
felt a drop of fluid moisten my panties.  I kept walking, but slowed my
pace, not wanting to look too obvious.  As I came to the clearing I
casually looked around for the dog's owner, but could see no one.

   I slowly closed the distance between me and the dog, still looking to
see if anyone was around.  I saw no one.  As I reached the dog I discovered
that he was even bigger than I first thought.  I reached out to it with the
back of my hand.  First he sniffed my hand, then started licking it.

   By then my thoughts had caused my panties to be soaked.  Apparently my
juices attracted the dog's attrention.  He stuffed his nose in my crotch,
and I felt my pussy squirt a little love juice into my panties.

   I started heading toward a heavily treed area.  The dog followed me.  We
walked into the trees a ways.  Every once and a while the dog stuck his
nose under my dress and sniffed my ass.  After a little way into the woods
I slipped my hand into my panties and got my fingers really wet.  I took
them out turned around, letting the dog lick them off.  After licking my
hand, his nose went back to my crotch.  He licked me, sending a shiver
through me.

   We kept moving along, but it was a little harder to walk with his nose
in my ass.  We made it to a little sheltered area.  I turned, and his
tongue went right to work on the outside of the front of my panties.  His
locking felt good.  As I stood there...  I came.  It was the most intense
orgasm ever, bringing me to my knees.

   As I began to recover, I got hold of the band of my panties and pulled
them down around the dog's nose...  and finally off one foot.  I opened my
legs wide for my lover.  His tongue went from my rose bud to my clit, and I
could feel another orgasm building.  It took just a few more of his locks,
and I came again...  stronger than before, bucking my hips frantically
against his face, and again squirting some more juice.  He lapped it up at
once.

   I looked down and saw his cock hanging there, and started getting second
thoughts.  He was huge.  But the wonderful sensations his tongue were
giving me made me reconcider.  I managed to squirm away a bit and turned
over.  I worked my way to my knees.  His tongue was still working away on
my crotch as I let more juice squirt out.

   I pulled his front legs forward one at a time until he had no choice but
to mount me.  I could feel his weight on my back, and his cock rubbing the
inside of my thigh.  He started thrusting everywhere, but not hitting my
pussy.  I reached back to grab him, and when I did, I found a monster cock
that I couldn't get my hand around.  But, I was so aroused I couldn't stop.
I pulled it between my pussy lips.  As soon as he felt his mark, he jammed
forward and got about 2" in me.  I cried from the pain.  Then he rammed
another 2" into me.

   I didn't know what to do.  Then he started hammering me like crazy.  The
pain started to subside, and I was feeling pleasure.  Then I realized he
was only halfway inside me, gaining only slightly.  I started to come
again, stuck on his shaft.  I started pushing back as hard as I could.  The
orgasm was so strong I thought the top of my head was going to blow off. 
Then I passed out.

   I was only out momentarily.  When I came round he was slowing down, and
I could feel his hot cum squirting inside me.  I realized he was into me
all but about 2" below his knot.  At the realization he was that deep into
me, I started cuming again, writhing on his cock like mad...  out of my
mind with lust.  After what felt like an hour (but really only minutes) I
came again.  I felt him pulling out with a gush of cum.  I fell to the
ground, feeling like would never walk straight again.  He bent down and
licked me clean.  Then I heard someone calling "Duke," and he was gone.

   I managed to get to my knees, then to my feet.  I wiped off the cum
running down my thigh with my panties.  Then I left them behind and hobbled
back home.  I had a shower and realized I needed to buy a big vibrator and
use it a lot if I were to ever accomodate a dog knot like I saw and felt on
Duke.



   The next morning I woke to my pussy screaming at me with pain.  I had
come home, had a shower, and had gone straight to bed...  dreaming all
night about my activities the day before.  I was determined to find him
again, and to feel his glorious knot.

   I crawled out of bed and hobbled to the kitchen for toast and coffee.  I
sat at the table and started to calculate my plan of attack.  Finishing, I
went back to my bedroom, got dressed, and put a pad in my panties (I was
starting to drip more doggy cum).  I realized I was walking a lot better,
which was a relief.  I grabbed my purse and headed for the car.

   I drove straight to a local adult novelty store, and went straight to
the dildo section.  After going over their vast selection, I chose a 12"
red dildo about 1 1/2" round, and a couple tubes of lube.  I paid for them
while getting a strange look from the girl at the cashiers stand.

   As I was driving home I noticed it wasn't just doggy cum dripping into
my pad.  My own love juices I had gotten so aroused shopping and
contemplated what was to come that I felt an orgasm building.  As soon as I
got in the door, I dropped to the floor, put my hand into my panties, and
started playing with my clit.  I inserted my finger in my cunt, and started
working to bring myself to an amazing climax.

   I poured myself a large glass of wine.  Then I drank it down rapidly,
took my purchases straight to the bedroom, unpacked the dildo, and (after
washing it) I was back in bed...  nude.  I applied some of the lube, not
knowing if I needed it, but just in case.  I was already soaked.

   I brought the tip of the dildo to my cunt lips and started to insert it.
My cunt was sore from the night before, so I just rammed it in 3"!  It hurt
a bit, but within a few seconds the pain started to turn to desire for
more. I was producing so much love juice I could feel it running down the
crack of my ass.

   I wanted more, so I shoved it in another 3".  It felt incredible.  I
started to come again as I worked it back and forth and further in...  3"
at a time.  On my last thrust I managed another 3", then colapsed on the
bed, exhausted, with the dildo still sticking out of me...  and fell
asleep.

   When I awoke I was quite pleased with myself, and continued the routine
4 and 5 times a day for four days...  in preparation for Duke...  if I
could find him again.  I must admit I sure enjoyed getting ready.


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