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From: ? the Platypus {aka David Formosa} <dformosa@zeta.org.au>
Subject: Bestiality
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Bestiality
By ? the Platypus.
Bestiality n. bestial behavior, character or action.
Bestial adj. of or relating to a beast.
Collins English Dictionary Third Edition
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This is not real.
I ? the Platypus wrote this on 1998-10-19
If you don't say you wrote it you may copy it.
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As I opened my front door a naked woman leapt into my arms. Well, she
tried to ... I'm not the strongest of men. I just managed to pull the door
shut before we collapsed to a pile on the floor. She stood on all
fours licking at my mouth.
Oh no, I thought, she is that way again. I suppose after five years of
marriage I should be used to this. Alice barked at me, confirming my
fears. I tried to stand up, but my wife's hands where standing on me.
"Alice could you get off me please?"
She did nothing. I sighed. "Buttons off!"
Alice leapt from me. Her belief that she was a dog called Buttons
strained our relationship. One again I wondered if I'd have married
her if I knew about this?
I patted Buttons on the head and stroked her under the chin.
She leaned against me as I scratched underneath her belly. Maybe the
part of her that was a dog was also the part that allowed
her to love me so deeply.
I let my hand scratch a little higher, brushing her breasts. I would
have to ask her about this when she was pretending to be human. As I
stroked her breasts I admired her brown leathery collar and wondered
what it was like to be her. To look at the world through the mind of a
dog. Each time I've asked her what it was like to be a dog, she would
simply reply "Human has no words for it."
Suddenly Buttons ran from me and barked madly at the wall. I couldn't
see any good reason, just one of those dog things I guessed. After a
moment she trotted back to me looking proud at what she had done. On
thing you had to admire about my wife was the way, even on all fours,
she can move with grace and a sort of canine style.
Alice was quite an assertive person and the human side of her could be
quite forceful. Not that the canine side of her was any less
demanding; indeed she was demanding four or five times a day. And as
she sniffed at my crotch I realized that my dog/wife's libido was once
again going to give me problems.
With her teeth she ripped off my fly button. (This habit was why I
named her buttons). As her face nuzzled my undies I wondered if other
men had this problem? But how could you ask them?
Alice's tongue licked at my cock, I wondered why her tongue felt so
sandpapery. But its hard to think about things like this when your
dick is being licked so wonderfully, in fact its very hard to think at
all. She never ever sucked, just licked and licked and licked.
With her tongue on my cock sliding about so skillfully in no time I
was pushed to the very edge of an orgasm. And stayed there, I just
can't come from being licked on matter how good it is, and Buttons
knew that. She kept me there, my whole body crying out for relief,
tears mixed with sweat, and she would not let me go.
I reached down grabbing my penis, but a warning nip to my fingers
stopped that cause of action. I didn't know how much of this
most pleasurable of tortures I could take.
Then she stopped.
I blinked, trying to clear my eyes. My wife stood there her ass
wagging invitingly towards me. She looking back over her shoulder at
me with her tongue out, panting. Responding I pressed my cock into her
pussy, which wolfed it down.
The incredible muscle of her tight wet cunt gripped my cock, her body
almost crushed it with the silky squeeze. I may never understand her,
but that has never stopped me from enjoying our time together. Nor
has it stopped me from loving her. As I came into my lovely dog wife,
She threw her head back and gave a long loud howl.
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