dogrape.txt

        This is an account of what my husband gave me for my 22nd birthday.

        My husband had left on cruise (he is in the Navy) only two weeks 
earlier.  I missed him dearly and would often masturbate at night thinking 
about him shoving his hot cock into me while he sucked on my 38C tits.

        He had bought me my birthday present before he left.  A large Black 
Great Dane.  He was even nice enough to have a neighbor woman who trains dogs, 
train Francis so he would not be a problem while my husband was gone, or I was 
at work.

        On the morning of my birthday, I got up and shut off the alarm clock.  
While in the shower I began to fantasize that my husband was in the shower 
with me.  My hands caressed my hair, face and tits.  I slowly moved down my 
belly to run my fingers through my pubic mound.  I parted my cunt lips and 
let the hot water flow over my clit.  It started to swell as I rubbed it with 
my middle finger.  I was soon gushing from a tremendous orgasm.  Too bad my 
husband wasn't there, he could have helped the throb between my legs.  While 
I was getting dressed, I was putting on my sexy black half-cup bra, tight 
sweater, black garter, fishnet stockings, (I usually don't wear panties), the 
phone rang.  It was my husband calling from Hawaii.  We talked for a few 
minutes, and I said I needed to finish getting dressed for work.  My husband 
asked me to hold to phone to Francis so he could say Hi.  I don't know what my 
husband said to the dog, but he started to bark and back away from the phone.  
I asked him what he had said to the dog, and he replied "Why I was discussing 
your birthday present".  I laughed and said that was sweet, but how could a 
dog do anything for my birthday.  My husband said, "You never know, you might 
just be surprised!" 

        I finished getting dressed.  The tight sweater and skirt outfit showed 
off my 38-26-38 figure very well, and the guys at the office I worked at in 
San Francisco were always trying to get me to go out with them while my 
husband was away.  I always declined them, but it was interesting when I 
would lift my skirt to straighten my garter or hose and I showed a co-worker 
some muff.

        As I picked up my briefcase and purse, Francis sat in front of the 
door, a weird gleam in his green eyes.  I told him to move, that I didn't 
have time to play.  He just sat there and looked at me, not moving a muscle.  
I swatted at him and to my surprise he lunged at me, knocking me back to the 
floor.  "Damn you Francis!", I yelled, "What has gotten into you?".  I put my 
hands on my hips and had a stern look on my face, hoping that would make him 
move.  I regained my composure and again tried to move the dog.  He lunged 
again, knocking my on my ass again.  I screamed, but realized that no one 
would hear me.  I rolled over onto my hands and knees to get up when I felt 
something wet and warm on my thighs.  I looked back and there was Francis 
licking my legs.  I brought my hand back to swat him, but he caught my hand 
in his mouth and lightly bit down on it.  I was petrified.  Here was my sworn 
protector attacking me.  I had visions in my head of him ripping my throat 
out and eating me alive.

        Francis released my hand and began to lick my legs again.  I kicked 
backwards trying to stun him long enough to get out of my house.  But my kick 
infuriated him.  He lunged forward, grabbing a large hunk of my skirt in his 
gaping maw, ripping it partly from my body.  I cried out in horror and rolled 
over onto my back, putting my hands up in front of me to protect myself.  My 
legs had spread to support myself.  Slowly I inched myself into a corner of 
the living room.  I desperately looked around for something to help me defend 
myself from the dog.  He slowly came toward me, drool dripping from his open 
mouth.  His green eyes seemed to pierce my very soul.  His pink tongue hung 
out the side of his mouth.  His white teeth looked very sharp and cruel.

        He lunged again, this time his front paws landing by my sides, his 
sharp teeth grabbing hold of my sweater.  His muscles tensed as he ripped part 
of the sweater from my chest, exposing my breasts.  The half-cup bra still 
held my tits out firm, the nipples exposed to the air.  I believe Francis 
noticed this as well.  He dropped the piece of cloth and came toward me.  I 
closed my eyes, not wanting to see what he was going to do next.  I felt his 
hot breath on my chest.  I figured I was dead.  His tongue bathed my left 
breast in a wash of drool and slobber.  I opened my eyes.  His tongue washed 
against my chest, hitting both tits at once.  I hated to admit it, but it was 
a little arousing.  But I knew I would never fuck a dog, so I brushed Francis 
away from me and started to roll over.  Big mistake.

        As soon as I got onto my hands and knees, Francis bit into my butt, 
and let off a low growl.  I knew then and there that he was going to fuck me, 
and there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it.  Just out of curiosity I 
looked back between his legs.  Sure enough there was about four inches of red 
doggie cock was protruding from its hairy sheath.

        His pink tongue brushed against my asshole and moved down to my slit.  
I let out a gasp.  My husband had mentioned women having sex with animals, but 
I never dreamed it would be me.  (I was raised in a strict Catholic 
environment.)  Again his hot tongue washed over my ass and cunt.  I shivered 
at the feel of his hot drool on my ass.  His tongued entered my pussy and 
rubbed my clit.  I gasped.  I never thought that I would be getting turned on 
by an animal wanting to have sex with me.

        After he soaked by pussy and ass with his saliva, Francis began to 
mount me.  I was horrified.  I had seen his huge red cock sticking out of its 
sheath, and I knew he would never be able to get it into my cunt.  I tried to 
relax as much as possible, knowing that if I tensed up, his monster cock would 
rip my vaginal flesh.  I could feel the head of his cock slowly open my lips.  
I sighed as he began to slowly work his way in and out.  After a few pumps he 
was all the way in my cunt.  I had taken that monstrosity in me.  I felt as 
though I was going to be turned inside out.  Every time he pushed forward, I 
could feel the tip of his cock slam into my cervix.  He humped and pumped 
vigorously.  My husband's cock was no where near the size of this one, and he 
couldn't match the dogs vibrant strokes.  Soon he was going at a furious pace, 
I came and came.  I cried out "Fuck me Francis, fuck me!".  I felt so dirty 
having this dog bring me off.  Soon he stiffened and gave a little whine, then 
I felt something hot and gooey slam into my cervix.  I almost blacked out form 
the orgasm that followed.  I could not believe that this dog was actually 
cuming in my pussy.  I looked between my legs and could see the white goo 
begin to drip out of my cunt and on to the hard wood floor.

        I was feeling no shame at this point, so I put my hand under me and 
caught some of the cum in my hand and brought it to my mouth.  It tasted a 
lot stronger than my husbands, but I was feeling naughty so I licked my 
fingers and hand clean, then reached back for more.

        I would have thought that the dog would have finished, but he started 
humping again, this time his cock slid in and out with no problem.  In fact, 
he got up a better rhythm and could pump much faster than before.  Soon I was 
riding high, I couldn't help but howl every time I orgasmed.  I would reach my 
hand back and catch even more of his cum and eat it.  He exploded again inside 
my fucked out cunt.  His juices flowed from me and I caught those and ate them 
as well.

        After he came three more times he finally dismounted me, a large 
"popping" sound was heard as he came out of me.  I reached under me and 
caught a large puddle of sperm in my hand. I brought it up to my mouth and 
licked it, rubbing it into my face and onto my exposed tits.

        Francis came up to me and licked my face clean of his cum.  I thought 
to myself this was the dog who just raped me.  Should I punish him, kill him, 
I really didn't know.  Then he brought his dick up to me.  It was about 8 1/2 
inches long and red with cum still dripping from it.  He moved himself where 
his cock was near my face.  I then realized that he wanted to me to suck his 
cock.  I was not going to go that far.  I had enjoyed what he had done to me, 
but I was an unwilling partner, and I was not going to further degrade myself. 
I started to get up when I heard a low growl come from deep within the dog's 
chest.  I couldn't image that a dog was this intelligent.  I moved again to 
try and get up when the dog lunged and bit down on my shoulder.  I was 
horrified.  I moved my head under his belly.  At first I figured that I could 
jerk him off and not worry about giving him a blow job.  As soon as my hand 
touched his cock, he growled again.  It was amazing that the dog was so smart. 
Figuring that I would not be able to get away without sucking his cock, I 
moved my mouth to his large red penis and slowly began to lick his meat.  It 
tasted like the both of us.  I slowly put his huge cock into my mouth, my 
cheek rubbing against his fur.  I used my tongue to run up and down the shaft 
as I moved my mouth up and down.  He let out a low growl and a torrent of 
sperm filled my mouth.  I began to let go of his cock and he gave a fierce 
growl so I put my mouth back onto his cock.  Jism began to spurt out the sides 
of my mouth as I did not want to swallow this dogs cum, but I realized that I 
would choke if I did not, so I began to swallow his load.  It was very bitter 
and heavier than my husbands.  I had no idea how much would come out of his 
balls, but it seemed at least a cup or two.  Finally his sperm quit shooting 
and I was able to swallow what was in my mouth.  I released his cock with no 
protest from him.  I was even able to get up.

        The phone range.  I answered it, wiping the dogs cum from my face.  
It was one of my fellow co-workers from the office wondering where I was.  I 
feigned being sick and told them not expect me today.  When I hung up the 
phone I saw that Francis was looking at me with that "I just fucked you" look 
that all of the men gave me the first time they ever sunk their cocks into my 
pussy.  I looked at myself in the full length mirror on the bedroom door.  I 
was a sight.  My clothes were torn and doggie cum was dripping out of my pussy.  

        I went into the bathroom to shower.  I sat down on the toilet to pee 
and let what was left in my pussy drip out.  I forgot to close the door and 
Francis walked right on in.  I screamed for him to get out, wandering what 
more could this dog want.  He walked up to me and put his nose toward my 
pussy.  The fear I was feeling made me stop peeing, but it still kept my 
bladder full.  Francis began to lick my muff and clean the urine from my pubic 
hairs.  He gave a low growl, and I figured that he wanted me to keep peeing so 
I let it go.  Francis started to lap up my urine with his big pink tongue.  It 
was a turn on to have his warm tongue wash over my cunt then take some of my 
urine into his mouth.  I couldn't believe what had transpired that day.

        Francis quit drinking my pea and licked me clean.  I was able to get 
into the shower with no further incidents.  When the mail dropped through the 
slot, I noticed a bright red card with Happy Birthday written all over it.  I 
opened it and to my surprise, it had a full explanation from my husband as to 
what was going on with the dog.  He explained that he had the dog trained by 
our neighbor to do exactly what he did today, and that my husband preferred me 
fucking the dog than to having other men.  He said if I wanted to kill him and 
file for divorce that he would understand, but if I wanted to, I could go over 
the Nancy's house and check out the other dogs she had.  I might even try to 
check out Nancy.  I was relieved to hear that this was how it went and that I 
wasn't going crazy.  I contacted Nancy, but those are tales for another time.

        My husband has had me put this to words so he could put it on the BBS 
so other people may get turned on by it.  If you enjoyed it, leave a note and 
I will write about other things that have happened with our dog and our 
neighbors dogs.  My husband is going to make me write more about my/our 
sexual adventures, so stay tuned!