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From: bubba.therrien.0@hardfacts.com (Bubba Therrien)
Subject: A Day On The Island
Date: Wed, 1 Feb 1995 06:42:47 GMT

			 A Day On The Island
			       Part One

	It was hot and muggy the day that Steve, my husband, and I
arrived at our friends' house. I really looked forward to our visits
with Joyce and John on their delightful private island in the bay, but
the boat trip was always long and, today, it was particularly hot.

	Joyce, a gorgeous lady in anyone's book, greeted us. John was
off somewhere doing some chores. The welcome was reserved, almost
cool, I thought, but it helped to offset the rowdy greeting we
received from Jake and Fluff, the two island mascots, a gigantic Dane
and a cute, trimmed poodle.

	Joyce shooed them off and invited us into her home, a cozy
Cape Cod, "Come on in and I'll fix some cool drinks."

	"We'll have sodas," I said, as Steve had had a few too many
beers on the way down.

	We sat and chatted for a half hour or so before Joyce offered
to go find John. Steve said he would go with her, but I declined. All
I wanted was a shower and chance to lie down. The island was big, they
would be gone a long time.

	I waved goodbye to them and headed to the guest room. As I
stripped my grimy clothes off, Fluff hopped on the bed and made
herself at home.

	"I'll contend with you later." My period always made me
grouchy, and horny, but the latter would have to wait.

	The warm shower was wonderful. I stayed in for over ten
minutes letting my aches and pains and sweat wash off of my body. I
loved showers, because I loved the feeling of tiny little fingers
caressing my body. I loved my own hand caressing my body, ALL over,
and I did that a lot. I loved even more large rough hands, like
Steve's, all over my body, but lately he seemed to be more intent on
doing "his thing" and letting me fend for myself. But even "his thing"
in bed was pretty good. A shiver of delight ran through my body
thinking of the other night when we fucked up a storm after that great
porn movie I got at the video store. He even saved some for my anus
that time, something he hasn't done for a long while. My, but he was
good at that. I am just sorry I had to be the one to initiate it each
time. I even had to go and get the videos.

	But, enough of that. I finally felt relaxed and cool. A brisk
rub down with one of Joyce's luxurious towels almost got me in the
mood for more than a nap, but Steve wouldn't be back for an hour or
so. "A nap would still be great, but maybe I'll just get myself off
once before I sack out. I'll blame it on my period," I said out loud.

	I found the bed still occupied by Fluff, but a quick jerk of
her collar convinced her I wanted it all. She rested her head on the
bed and whined, but I was way off in another world by then. My legs
were flung wide open, my hands caressing every contour of my body. It
was a delicious body and I loved it dearly, just as Steve did. It was
nice to know that even though I had two kids, was married again and
pushing that dreaded forty, I was still desirable. One of the guys at
work, a dippy sort, was constantly telling me how beautiful I was. At
first I though it was just a line and he was trying to seduce me, but
I finally became convince that he was really in love with me and he
really thought I was beautiful and wonderful. Although I had flirted
with him a few times and even fantasized more than that, I had still
been faithful to Steve. But it had been sort of tempting and it was
nice to think that I still had that kind of attraction for males. I
felt good about myself and I treated myself accordingly.

	All these things flashed through my mind as my body gradually
softened in my own hands and approached that wonderful pinnacle I so
longed for. My God, how I liked to orgasm. Although I loved fucking (I
have had more than my share, too), it was really the orgasm that did
it. I didn't mind getting a guy's rocks off, as long as he did the
same for me. His cum was nice, but not mandatory.

	For some reason as I gradually approached, then backed away (I
loved to tease myself, too), that guy at work kept entering my head.
He used to write porn stories for me. Some weren't too bad either, too
bad I don't have one now, but he almost had an animal fetish, as
several were about animals fucking women (in his stories, the "leading
lady" was always me - great). I wonder what it would be like...

	A loud crash echoed through the room. It triggered my climax.
"OOOH, I sure am good," I moaned.

			 A Day On The Island
			       Part Two

	It was a few moments before I realized that I had heard the
noise, so absorbed in finger-fucking myself, was I. "Who's that."

	I raised my head saw Fluff sprawled on the floor. It had been
her. She scramble up and tried once again to leap onto the bed,
apparently her original goal, but the throw rug and prevented that.
"Oh, all right, you mutt, get up here," I said as I helped her up.
"There is enough room for two ladies up here, just don't crowd me,
OK?"

	It was too warm for covers, so I lay back down in my
altogether, intending to take a cat nap. My mind slowly wandered back
to some of my better sexual exploits, a common day dream. Some were
really neat. I remember once, there was this guy. He wasn't so good
looking, but he was big and blond and had a great build and was young.
I remember that he was so nervous the first time he tried to put it in
he came all over me. He apologized so profusely, just like his cum,
and started crying. I remember pushing his tear-stained face towards
my twat, holding him there until he started eating me. His tongue was
all slobbery and soft and felt soooo good, especially when he tried to
slip it up my vagina. He wasn't much of a fuck, too quick, but he was
great at giving head.

	The image of this guy was so vivid I could almost feel him
doing it to me again. In my daydream I reached down to sort of guide
his head, and was startled to find Fluff there!

	I screamed and flew up throwing that damned dog off of the
bed. It was gross. I actually had a dog licking my cunt. Now, I needed
another shower.

	Poor dog. I knew dogs were attracted to blood and here I was
in heat myself. I sure didn't know female dogs were into that, too.
Before I got into the shower I had a chance to think about it. "It
sure felt good. I'm no prude. Why not?"

	"Is that what you want girl, to eat a little pussy, huh?" I
cooed. "Fluff, come back her. Good dog! How would you like to take
care of old auntie Alice?"

	I got her back up on the bed and crawled in behind her. It
didn't take much to lead her back to my crotch. Actually, I didn't
know if it was my vaginal juices from my masturbating or my blood that
attracted her, but who cares.

	Her cold nose sent a shock through me and caused me to recoil,
but her warm, wet tongue soon slithered out and caused another kind of
shock wave to rip through me. A moment later, I squealed and raised my
hips slightly, she had stuck her long tongue right into my very wet
hole.

	"Go to it, Fluff. Just don't forget my clit." But she had no
interest it that. I tried to get her to lick that, but her tongue was
too coarse for that sensitive organ, inflamed as it was. So I let her
go back to my cunt and I played joyfully with my clitoris myself.

	I was in heaven. No man had ever done me quite this was. Her
tongue was so long it felt like it was going all the way up to my
cervix. God, it was great. My eyes must have bugged out, as I started
to cum. I shook and panted and squealed for what seemed like ten
minutes. I could have continue for hours like this, except we had a
visitor.

	As we were merrily on our way (I am not sure about Fluff, but
I sure was going great) up the erotic hill, Jake came bursting into
the room. In a flash he was on the bed, like a puppy, trying to see
what all of the excitement was.

	I wasn't about to quit a good thing and I sure didn't care who
saw us now, I was so far along. It didn't take long for me to notice
that he didn't seem too interested in me, but he did take a sudden
liking to fluff.

			 A Day On The Island
			      Part Three

	How ludicrous. If I had been in more receptive shape I would
have laughed, but my body was struggling to complete its journey.
There was Jake, this huge dog trying to hump a dog, two hands shorter,
while she was tongue fucking me.

	In then ensuing struggle, the bed taking a terrible beating,
Fluffy caught my clit and I screamed in delight and melted in ecstasy.

	I clamped my legs shut as Fluffy didn't seem to care that I
had climaxed and didn't want to stop. I wanted to lie there and bask,
as it were, but fate would have none of that. Jake was still earnestly
humping the air with all of the urgency and abandon of a teen in the
back seat of a car. Fluffy, obviously ignoring Jake, was trying to
root out my vagina again.

	Now, being quite intelligent, I figured, "Why should I get all
the breaks, Fluff should be rewarded for a job well done."

	I reached down and try to raise Fluffy's rear end and sucked
in my breath at the sight before me. Jake was humping the air with a
downright prodigious member flailing around. This flaming red rod was
staring right at me, glimmering and shimmering in the artificial light
of the room. `Tis a pity men are not endowed with self-lubrication
like this guy. It sure looked more tasty than K-Y. "What am I saying!"

	Anyway, weak as I am, having just completed a very nice
climax, and hating to see that fine organ wasted, I continued to try
to get Fluffy in position. But it was not to be. I suppose Fluff was
not turned on by the same sort things I am, because all she seemed to
want to do now was escape.

	Although Jake would, no doubt, object, I let her go. She
scurried off as quick as she could.

	That left me, and Jake, towering over me still humping like
mad. I couldn't take my eyes off of his moist penis thrusting from his
sheath, flopping and bouncing around in the air. It was agonizing to
watch him, but I sure wasn't going to do anything else.

	As his haunches continued humping I could see that long dick
twitch. I slid my foot under his belly and gently rubbed his cock with
my toes.

	For some strange reason I found myself saying, "Come on you
beautiful beast fuck my toes, let it go... come on you beast, fuck
me... "

	Slowly and cautiously I reach my hand up to touch it. As it
thrashed back and forth in the air I could hold my hand still and feel
its smooth and slimy surface run over it. It felt good. Hot and slimy
and good. Slowly I closed my hand over it. "Surely, it wouldn't do any
harm," I thought.

	Jake, figuring he had hit home, went berserk. As I clamped his
prick tighter he gave a great surge and "plunged home." For an instant
he paused, then slowly withdrew and began his exaggerated pumping
again.

	It felt fine to me, but for some unknown reason I panicked and
let go. Jake didn't stop, but his wail convinced me that he might
catch on soon that things were not as they should be.

	Quickly, I tried to slip out from under him. As I rolled I
must have caught Jake off balance as the horny dog went tumbling to
the floor with a terrible crash. That gave me an opportunity to
wriggle off the bed and escape. Unfortunately, I met Jake getting up.
His immense size and forbidding strength sent me flying backwards. I
just had the presence of mind to twist around before crashing down.
Thank goodness I could reach the bed or I would have busted something.
I wound up half on and half off.

	For an instant I lay there, panting. That instant was fateful.

			 A Day On The Island
			      Part Four

	For an instant I lay there, panting. That instant was fateful.

	Before I could push myself up and get completely away, I felt
the hot breath of Jake on my back, instantly followed by a clunk on my
head where his chin came to rest. His scratchy, hairy body had me
pinned. I struggled to slip away, but his tree-trunk forelegs were
like iron prison bars.

	I didn't even have a chance to realize the predicament I was
in, until I suddenly felt a hot wet object goose me in the derriere.
A scream only seemed to further inflame my captor as I desperately
tried to wriggle free. His hard chest scraped my back as he strove to
mate with me. His rigid penis, thank God, with a soft, pointy head
kept probing into my rear, getting nearer and nearer to something
significant.

	What was I to do. I was being raped by a dog. They'd never
believe that in court. I stopped and gathered all of my remaining
strength for one last effort to break free. But this pause was also
"fatal." The instant before I threw myself to one side, his urgent
cock found, and entered, my anus. (And all along I was worried about
my vagina being violated.)

	I gasped. But I couldn't stop myself. We both toppled off the
bed onto the floor. Amazingly, Jake never missed a stroke. As we were
falling he had quickly pulled back a short distance, not far enough to
extract himself, and with his own desperate surge drive himself fully
into me. And even as we were lying on our sides struggling to right
ourselves, he persevered.

	But a few more of his reckless convulsions on the ground
dislodged him. In an instant, without even thinking of the
consequences, I was up. I threw myself headlong on the bed crying,
"Jake, get up here you bastard, and finish what you started. This
wanton woman needs her ass reamed."

	He must have understood English, because he was up and back on
me in a flash. I just caught a delicious glimpse of his magnificent
cock fully extended, ready for action.

	I gasped again as he reestablished his position. His
determined thrusting again beating a tattoo on my backside. But this
time we had the assistance of previous experience.

	I rotated my hips to help his entry. He took a step toward me
with his back legs and hunched his powerful haunches. I groaned, "Oh,
YES!," as his long hard rod aggressively slipped into my ass once
again. My eyes must have gotten big as I felt his hard urgent cock
drive in deeply. I felt his hairy haunches strike my buttocks as he
sank all of the way in. "Oh God! It's in. He's in me. Oh God!"

	I must admit several things here, dear reader. First, I am not
into bestiality, although I love fucking men. Secondly, I love anal
intercourse. It has not always been a pleasant thing as most men don't
treat me any differently whichever hole they are in. If they aren't
particularly gentle when they fuck my ass it can really hurt, and of
course, if they aren't adequately lubricated it is pure hell. So I
have never become a expert in it seeing as how my men have not, in
general, been the kind and gentle sort. It is tough when you are
attracted to the macho-type. Give me the, "Shut up, lady. I'm goin' to
fuck the life out of you." You can have the guys who say, "Please,
Alice, may I make love with you?" and "Help me enter you, please,
Alice." I can't say my type fucks better or not or that they satisfy
me any better, I just like them better. "Just like a broad," you say.
Well, eat your heart out, I'm not screwing you, am I?]

	Getting back to the real world: I was in heaven kneeling next
to the bed, with this monstrous dog humping the livin' shit out of my
ass.

			 A Day On The Island
			      Part Five

	I sure wasn't in any pain now. I reached down to enhance the
effort by playing a little tune on my clit. It was so nice to be
fucked and still be able to dawdle over my clitoris and finger fuck
myself at my own rate. Jake was fucking like crazy. He was going quite
fast, taking short strokes. His cock was slipping in and out like
nothing I have ever felt before. I could feel the heat build up,
mainly due to my heightening passion, but also due to friction, no
doubt.

	I squealed with pleasure each time he thrust his long red cock
into me. Jake, as far as I could tell, was having a great time, too.
Yes, I was fucking the big dog every bit as much as he was fucking me,
and we were both enjoying it very, very much.

	My hips sort of twitched to meet each thrust that the dog
made. He was picking up speed rapidly. Never has any man humped me so
fast. Once he had his long cock fully into me he started making short
thrusting jabs, not like the delicious long slow strokes that Steve
was capable of, seemingly trying to get into me even deeper. I was
squealing and groaning, urging him on. All of the sudden it was like I
couldn't get enough air and I nearly passed out.

	But I was only cumming. Huge waves of cum rolled over and over
me again and again. I could feel my bodily juices flow over my fingers
as I stuffed them in my vagina as far as I could. My clit instantly
became ultra sensitive and I had to stop stroking it in time to Jake's
thrusts. I could feel my nipples, hard as cherry pits, and I ached to
have a real man stroke them. Rubbing them over the sheets was all I
could manage with Jake's weight resting on me. Over and over I
orgasmed.

	Then the dog took a long powerful lunge that drive my thighs
into the side of the bed. I felt a forceful swelling in his penis,
fully buried. He exploded in my straining body. Surge after powerful
surge followed giving me exquisite pleasure.

	I expected him to quickly withdraw his wondrous instrument and
amble unconcernedly away. Then I remembered the male dog's physiology
as I felt him start to swell. I wondered, "How big will you get?"

	I could feel his cock getting bigger, stretching me, as it
twitched inside me. It was really neat and I felt so full.

	But I was not going to sit idly by waiting for him to complete
the act of mating. I was going to cum again. "Oh, my God, I'm cumming
again!" I moaned to no one in particular and started to pant and gasp
once again.

	Eventually, I became aware of the dog getting restless and
wriggling around, still inside of me, each movement giving me great
pleasure. I cried in anguish as I finally felt it slip out and tried
to back into him to engage it once more, but a sucking sound and a
juicy "plop" told me he had pulled out.

	I looked back and was amazed to see how big he was, at least
eight inches and about an inch and a half thick.

	Then he followed the human male lead and casually swaggered
off to take a leak some where.

	"That was fantastic, simply fantastic!" I said to the empty
room.

				The End