Newsgroups: alt.sex.bestiality
From: an107411@anon.penet.fi
Subject: Doggie Style (F, dog)
Date: Sun, 26 Jun 1994 08:41:30 UTC

			     Doggie Style

	Tara rubbed her clitoris with a passion. A bit of sweat formed
on her upper lip, it must have been 90 degrees in in her bedroom.

	She created a mental image of Travis doing the fingering. She
tried to imagine Travis, who she would be life guarding with at the
town beach this summer, licking her twat. She knew he would never
refer to her vulva as a "twat" to her, unless he was bragging about
"fingering her twat" to the other male lifeguards.

	Last summer Tara had happened upon Travis and the other older
male guards last summer when they were talking/bragging about some of
the girls they had "bagged." Travis had been talking how he rubbed his
girlfriend Lori raw, making her squirm in the back seat of his Toyota.

	Travis was 22 and a college student. He had graduated from
Colgate College this spring and was going to work one last summer as a
lifeguard while he sent out resumes. Tara would be working her first
summer at the beach. For two summers, since she was 15-years-old, she
had fantasized about working with Travis and feared that he would be
job hunting, but when she found out he would be there one summer it
was like a dream come true. It was the first summer she was eligible
to life guard and she had been looking forward to this summer for two
years.

	Though Travis never mentioned oral sex, the day he was talking
to the other life guards about Lori, Tara always worked an image into
her fantasy of Travis between her legs - looking up at her with a
gleam in his dreamy blue eyes.

	Somehow she knew she would get Travis between her legs before
the summer was over. She had seen the way Travis looked at her when he
thought she wasn't noticing last summer and several times he had
flirted with her. She also knew one of Travis' pet desires.

	Before the guards noticed Tara was listening to them last
summer Travis mentioned why he had broken up with Lori: After two
months of sex in the Toyota, Lori still wouldn't let Travis screw her
from behind.

	"I wanted to do her like a dog and she said it was too kinky,"
Travis told the other boys.

	Tara had no problem with Travis screwing her doggie style (in
the six times she had had sex she had tried the position a couple
times and found it to be her favorite). Nor did the fact Travis would
probably tell the other male lifeguards bother her. As long has she
could have Travis, it was worth it. She also knew she had one other
attribute that would be impossible for Travis to ignore.

	Tara was startled out of her fantasy when Bo, the family
German shepherd, jumped on the bed. Though she knew Bo was the only
one in the house she felt a rush of adrenaline rush through her body.
With her eyes closed, masturbating, for a second she thought maybe one
of her parents had come home early.

	She knew she would have heard them unlocking the door, but
laying on the bed naked, fingering her clit, was the last position she
would want her stepfather to find her in.

	"Bo! Lay down. Lay down," Tara told the dog.

	Bo walked circled a couple times and then settled along side
of Tara.

	Tara took her right hand that had been rubbing her clit and
began to scratch Bo's ear. She continued to fondle her breasts with
her right hand, though the were more than a handful.

	Last winter her breasts had finally blossomed. She had
developed breasts in eighth grade, but in early November there was a
considerable increase in her breast size and she now wore a size 38C
cup bra. At first no one had noticed because she wore sweaters during
the winter months, but as soon as spring hit her breasts had become
the focus of most of the boys in school, not to mention several male
teachers and at least one woman teacher. Though she enjoyed the new
found attention, she hadn't gotten use to the boys at school no longer
looking her in the eyes when they talked to her. Now they talked to
her breasts or looked everywhere but her breasts when they talked.

	Tara traced geometric designs on her titties. Besides the
attention, her breasts had become ultra-sensitive. So sensitive, she
could almost work herself to orgasm by massaging her breasts. She
returned to her fantasy and pretended it was Travis rubbing her
fingers lightly over her breasts.

	Bo began to sniff Tara's fingers, he found the pungent smell
coming from her fingers and Bo began to lick her fingers. Tara was
already lost again in her fantasy and began lusting for Travis to lick
her nipples. Like he knew what she was thinking, Bo started to lick
the sides of her breasts in long fluid motions.

	Tara was about to push Bo away, but then the dog had zeroed in
on her right nipple. The feel of Bo's tongue lapping at Tara's ruby
erect nipples caused her to curl her toes and a fervor kindled between
her legs. She returned her right hand to her clitoris. In her mind,
Travis was kissing his way to her quim.

	Almost as if she had told Bo to do the same, the dog was
licking her belly. Tara squirmed and giggled when Bo spent extra time
licking her navel.

	At that moment Tara wished the dog would hurry up and begin
licking her "twat." In spite of her wishing she said, "No Bo, stop."
But Bo was listening to her thoughts, not her words.

	Tara moved her right hand and thought, "inside" and Bo's long
tongue snaked its way into her vagina. Bo's cold nose rested on the
area between her vulva and anus and she could feel pressure from Bo's
snout as he pushed hard to lick inside her.

	All she had to do was think, "deeper," and Bo would unfurl his
tongue insider her. So skillful was the dog's tongue that the back of
Tara's throat itched. She was enthralled with desire and she no longer
thought of Travis, instead her mind wandered aimlessly. She was on the
edge of an orgasm.

	"Bo, lick my clit," Tara thought, hoping her telepathy would
continue to work. Bo just turned his head back to Tara, as if he was
confused. Tara started to drift back to reality and was thinking of
pushing the dog away. It was one thing to be caught masturbating, but
she would never be able to explain letting a dog perform oral sex on
her.

	Bo began to nose around the lips of her vulva and moved his
hind legs for a better position. The movement brought his hindquarters
next to Tara's head. She turned to push the shepherd away and saw Bo's
penis partially extended out its sheath. She stared at it, feeling the
dog's tongue probing.

	"That's it, right there," she thought as Bo tentatively licked
her clit. At that thought Bo quickly gave Tara two more quick licks in
the same spot.

	"Yessss," she thought dreamily and lifted her ass off the bed,
forcing her pussy against Bo's churning tongue. Her eyes started to
glaze over with driving orgasmic frenzy. Bo had fallen into a rhythmic
lapping of Tara's clit and she gone from thinking about pushing Bo
away to thinking she would do anything to keep her pet going. She was
also staring at a dog dick that was slowly expanding.

	Bo was now panting as he licked Tara's crotch and the heat of
the of his breath, with his long forceful tongue, had pushed Tara's
throat into a squeal. She came like a thunderstorm, her juices flowed
like a down pour and she could feel a trickle of vaginal fluids slip
into her anus.

	The dog felt Tara's convulsions and slowed his pace. His snout
sniffed out the pungent odor that he licked off her fingers and began
to lick her crotch clean. Where he had lapped like a wolf he now
savored each drop of her nectar.

	"Good boy," Tara heard herself say - out loud. She was
thinking about getting up and giving Bo the left over steak from
dinner last night, but she was enjoying Bo's tongue too much.

	She felt the dog deserved a reward, even if she knew she
should never encourage Bo to lick her again. As quick as she thought
never, she also thought of how both her parents worked and Bo and her
could do this everyday she didn't work herself - if she wanted to. She
smiled to herself, thinking she had planned to sneak Travis over
during the summer to do what Bo proved to be an expert at.

	"Fuck Travis," she said to herself. How ironic, she thought
staring at Bo's erect penis while he was sending a warm, prickly
feeling through her loins with his diligent tongue.

	Hesitantly, Tara reached over and stroked Bo's penis. She ran
her fingernails gently along the bottom of Bo's shaft. The dog rocked
his pelvis. He obviously enjoyed the attention of Tara's hand. She
circled her hand around Bo's bright red penis and slid her wrist back
and forward. Soon was humping her hand with abandon.

	"Bo, would you like to do it doggie style?" Tara asked the
dog. The dog looked up from her crotch. Tara didn't think he
understood what she was saying, though the dog moved so she could roll
over. As she worked her way onto her knees the dog began to sniff her
ass. Bo's cold nose on her anus sent a shiver down her spine.

	"Maybe he doesn't fuck humans," Tara thought, and instantly Bo
had jumped on her back. Tara felt covered in a fur coat. The dog
humped her a couple times, but his penis only rubbed against Tara's
pubic hair. She reached between her legs and grabbed Bo's shaft. The
skin of the penis was as tight as her old bras and felt as though it
was going to pop.

	She guided the head of his penis into her waiting box and Bo
went to town. Bo humped her like he had found a slice of heaven
between Tara's legs and he was working his way out of hell. He
clutched her with his front paws for leverage and his paws
inadvertently chafed at Tara's nipples causing her to squirm with pure
delight. Bo was hot and heavy on Tara's back and his breath felt
sultry on her neck. She felt like she was Little Red Riding Hood in
the porno version.

	She was grunting on each thrust of the dog. Tara put her index
finger on her clit and slipped into oblivion. She felt her vagina
erupting around Bo's penis. After about 10 more strokes, the dog
stopped and Tara thought it was because of her convulsing or that he
had read her mind again and knew she was coming, but then she felt
Bo's sperm oozing into her. The dog was coming in gushes that were
like waves slapping on the shore at the beach. After each gush she
could feel the sperm dribble out of her vagina dripping out of her
pussy, then another gush of sperm would enter her.

	She dropped onto her stomach, dragging Bo, by his penis, with
her. Her back was drenched with sweat from the heat of Bo's fur. Both
Bo and Tara were drained. Bo had expended every drop of sperm in his
body and Tara had had the work out of her life. She felt herself drift
off to sleep as Bo pushed against her trying to free Tara of his
penis.