Date: Mon, 22 Apr 1996 16:59:23 -0700
From: DARKMAN <10436@www1.utech.net>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.bestiality
Subject: Fonda **Man & Woman Love To Play With Their Pets

			     Fonda's Fun
				  by
			     Hugh Jardon

	It had been almost six months since I'd seen Fonda. Though it
was not unusual for our relationship, this had been a long wait for
me, and I hoped it had been for her, too. We'd talked on the phone a
couple of times, and each time I hung up with a raging woody just from
our conversations. Not that we engaged in sexual banter over the
phone, quite to the contrary we were making plans for this day. None
the less, the excitement and anticipation took its' toll in my shorts.

	On our last "outing", Fonda had used me as a guide and safety
for her first venture in the world of animal love... more
specifically, animal lust! We had begun at her country cottage with
her dog, Lucious, a formidable black Lab with a keen sense of what
Fonda wanted and a tongue to deliver it. Another day ended in a
neighbor's paddock with Fonda trying to coax a small road-pony stud
into a frenzy only to find that she was not able to take him in her...
yet. She did, however, manage to capture the full sexual attention of
her neighbor's Great Dane puppy.

	In the six months since then, she hadn't allowed Lucious
"full-access" to her save for one time. Usually, Fonda restricted
Lucious to sessions with his large head between her widely splayed
thighs, his long tongue buried deep in her pussy... ah the headlines:
"Big dog eats pussy, owner ecstatic"... Only once did she allow him to
mount her in their mutual frenzies, and without me there, she said
later on the phone, she just didn't feel safe.

	All of this came about quite by accident. I've known Fonda for
over ten years, and though we've flirted innocently from time-to-
time, our only sexual contact had been a New Year's kiss over three
years ago at a mutual friends party. Nothing orgasmic, just a New
Year's kiss between two, albeit somewhat tipsy, platonic friends.

	Then came the day that we'd gotten together for lunch and a
couple of beers. A couple turned into several, and as we loosened up
our conversation turned a little rowdy. Fonda related that her year-
old puppy, Lucious, had managed to lure a bitch-in-heat to the fence
surrounding her country cottage, and she watch as he desperately tried
to get her through the chain link. She was laughing nervously as she
related the evidently comic scene to me and I noticed that her nipples
had become quite prominent beneath her sweater. Her voice began to
take on husky tone as she explained how silly Lucious looked, and how
disappointed he must have been when a neighbor's red-bone hound pranced
up and mounted the bitch. I watched as Fonda fidgeted and squirmed
while she went into great detail about the two dogs' coupling and
about "poor Lucious pacing the fence with his big red cock throbbing
as he humped the air". I realized as she was talking that Fonda was
getting very turned on by her own recollection of the previous
morning.

	I reached out touching her hand and said softly with a grin,
"Secret desires coming to the surface?"

	"Wha... What?... No, that's silly... oh how gross, Hugh!" she
sputtered as she pulled her hand away slightly.

	"Maybe it is... but it's sorta been a closet fantasy of my own
for as long as I can remember" I said going for broke.

	"REALLY!?... " her hand slid across the table and grasped mine
with a force that surprised me "... You're just teasing me, aren't
you... aren't you?

	"Not at all" I admitted, "Ever since I heard about those `dog
and pony shows' when I was a kid and since I watched the animals on
the farm I've gotten excited just thinking about it."

	"Now?" She asked wide-eyed.

	"'Now' what" I asked back.

	"Are you... umm... `excited' now by what we're talking about?"
Her meaning was clear.

	"Well, between hearing you tall about Lucious, and watching
your nipples trying to tear through your sweater, yes I am... umm...
excited" I mocked her tone.

	Flushing deeply, Fonda glanced at her chest and saw that I was
indeed right. She tried to pull her hand back. "You must think I'm
some kind of slut don't you," she whispered.

	"Not in the least, Fonda. I think you're a beautiful young
woman who just happens to be able to envision one of her fantasies in
a very real setting... Have you considered taking your fantasy any
further?" I pressed.

	I thought she was blushing before, but when I said that, her
face and neck turned absolutely crimson and she gasped a bit. I
grinned broadly and as I ordered two more beers I said "Tell me about
it... please!"

	Fonda went on to relate how while she was watching Lucious and
the other dogs that she had gotten in extremely turned-on, in fact she
had even started masturbating while she watched. Watching the
thrusting of the male dogs had awakened a deeply hidden fantasy she
had developed as a child watching two dogs in her neighborhood.

	Even in her teen years she had a fondness for the "doggie"
position when having sex with her boyfriends.

	Fonda's eyes were closed and her voice was barely a whisper as
she continued talking. As I leaned across the table to hear her, she
went on to tell me about watching the dogs mate, emphasizing the
animalistic thrusting. She said that as she was standing by the window
watching, her hand deep in her shorts, fingers squishing through her
wetness, her knees started to buckle. She pulled the armchair into the
corner of her living room and opened the front door so she could see
out into the yard. Shucking her shorts and panties, she plopped into
the chair and watched the animals as she spread her legs, hanging one
over each arm-rest.

	With her eyes riveted on the three dogs only yards from her,
Fonda plunged her fingers into her pussy and with the other hand,
strummed her clit furiously. As she watched she envisioned herself as
the bitch being humped by that stud... no... actually by Lucious. Her
eyes focused on his red pointed cock stroking through the air and she
matched her strokes with his thrusts. One incredible orgasm after
another swept through her body. In her frenzy, she must have passed
out, because the next thing she knew she was aware of the most
incredible sensations. As her eyes drifted open, she realized that it
was no longer her hands causing those wonderful sensations between her
thighs, but Lucious' long tongue! Over and over he lapped at her
swollen lips and clit wringing spasm after spasm of delight from her
body. When she realized just what was happening, she pushed the big
dogs head from between her legs and rushed into the bathroom to the
shower. As the hot water beat down on her and she began thinking more
clearly, Fonda realized that one of her fantasies could actually come
true... Over the next hours, she invited Lucious between her thighs
twice more with the results being the most powerful orgasms she'd ever
experienced.

	Her eyes popped open and she stared directly into mine, "Am I
sick, do I need help?"

	"I don't think so. Your fantasy and your actions won't hurt
anybody, and if Lucious could talk, I'd bet he wouldn't be complaining
any either!" I grinned and tried not to drool on the table. "Did you
let it go any further, did you... er... um... ?"

	"Did I let him fuck me... " she said somewhat matter-of-
factly, "No... no yet, I'm afraid of what might happen to me with him
alone... I'd have to have someone else there in case I changed my mind
and Lucious wouldn't stop... I think I'd do it if someone else was
there with me... as sort of protection."

	"Jesus... where does that line form!" I muttered.

	"Would you really want to help me do it?!" she squealed and
bounced in her seat, "Would you really!?"

	I told her that I would be honored and that hers wasn't the
only fantasy involved here. An hour later I was dropping her off at
her cottage, and on my way off to work. We'd made a date for the
following Saturday morning. I didn't have to work, and she was as
ready as she ever to take the next step. The events of that day and of
a subsequent day are explained in stories "She-Did" and "Dane-ish". In
the six months since, we've had several conversations over the phone,
and Fonda has had Lucious' head between her legs often, but only once
did she let him fuck her, and then she lost her nerve as she felt the
knot swelling in his cock bumping against her and pushed him off and
fled to the shower... a cold one at that!

	As I pulled into the lane leading to her cottage, I was keenly
aware that the thoughts I'd let run through my mind as I drove had
produced a distinct tent in my chinos. Fonda was sure to notice, and
as I neared her rough stone abode it was now my turn to blush in
embarrassment. Parking next to her van, I saw her coming out the door
to greet me. "Swell!", I muttered to myself, "at least it'll be a
unique `ice-breaker'".

	I got out of the Jimmy and smiled sheepishly as I straightened
up. "Hi there, Stud!" she chimed stepping off the porch. "From the
looks of `things' you don't want to waste any time." She stopped on
the last step as I walked, well more like limped, towards her.

	"What can I say... hey, I've been like this since I got out of
the shower... maybe I should have taken care of it then," I said as I
neared her.

	Reaching out her hand towards mine, she tugged me up the steps
saying "Let me pour you a cup of coffee... I think I have just the
thing to take care of `Mr.Woody'."

	My mind raced as I entered the cottage and crossed to the
kitchen. What sort of `surprise' had Fonda in mind this morning?

	"Where's Lucious?" I asked glancing around.

	"My niece took him for a walk to burn off some of his `excess
energy'... they should be back in about fifteen minutes or so...
should be just enough time... " her voice trailed off as she turned to
face me. "I've wanted to do this for almost ten years."

	Her arms came up around my neck and she pulled my face to
hers, our lips meeting in a tentative yet passionate kiss. Her tongue
snaked into my mouth and we dueled as I wrapped my arms around her,
pulling her close against me. Seconds later, she broke away, "Ummmm,
if the way you kiss is any indication, I should have done this years
ago!"

	"What are you up to, Lady?" I asked, just a bit confused.

	"For years I've gotten wet every time I've been around you,
and today I decided it was time to `take the bull by the horns', so to
say, more specifically one horn... this one!" she said as she ran her
right hand down my belly and softly gripped `Mr. Woody' in her palm.
Her other hand was busy at my belt and in seconds she had my chinos
unfastened. Pushing them and my jockeys out of the way Fonda knelt and
gently grasped my rock-hard eight inches in both hands. "Ummmm, you're
a lot thicker than I thought... I just love that shade of purple," she
cooed as she slowly stroked my cock with both hands, a droplet of
pre-cum oozing from the slit.

	"Don't start something you can't finish... " I muttered, not
wanting to be teased and then left with a case of `blue-balls'.

	"SIT!" Fonda said in a tone that did not sound as if it was
meant for Lucious, turning me so I could sit on one of the kitchen
chairs.

	As I plunked into the straight-backed oak chair, I watched as
she tucked her thumbs under the waistband of her jogging pants and
pulled them and her pale blue panties down her hips. I noticed the
crotch material of her panties was soaked with her juices as she
stepped out of them. When she started to pull off her long t-shirt, I
saw that her heretofore neatly trimmed pubic bush was missing. Her
pussy mound was bare and her inner lips were a rosy pink. The nubbin
of her clitoris was clearly visible peaking out in the sun light
streaming into the kitchen. She was standing there before me naked,
not the first time I'd seen her without her clothes but this time it
was meant just for me. If I thought I'd been hard before, this sight
sent a new wave of blood coursing into my shaft. `Mr. Woody' throbbed
and jerked with a life of his own.

	"I can see that you approve of the `scenery'" Fonda said with
a grin as she dropped her t-shirt on top of her pants. She stepped
towards me and bent, grasping my pull-over and tugged it up over my
head. Dropping it to the floor, her face neared mine and again we
kissed. As she pressed me back against the cool wood of the chair-
back, I felt her shift lifting her left leg over my knees. As she
straightened a bit, her hands slid down my chest to my groin.

	Encircling my hardness, she stepped forward and brought her
hot, slickened pussy directly over the purple head of my cock. I
placed my hands on her hips and looked up into her eyes. They were
wide with anticipation. "I think this may be more for me than for you
after all... " she said as she lowered herself onto the head of my
cock. As the crown split her puffy slippery lips and lodged at the
entrance to her channel, she placed both hands on my shoulders.

	With a throaty groan she lowered herself just enough to allow
the head of my shaft to enter her. I realized that she was absolutely
sopping inside, a rivulet of her lubrication trickling down the
underside of my shaft. I pressed down on her hips in an effort to
impale her further but she resisted murmuring "I've got ten years of
fantasies going through my head, give me a second... and, you're a lot
bigger than I thought... ummmmm".

	I ran my hands from her hips across her ass-cheeks in an
effort to help spread her a bit. From the depths of my minds blur, I
recalled a comment that she had made as Lucious' tongue had scrapped
across her anus over six months ago. I dipped the tip of my middle
finger in the copious lubrication around her pussy, and brought it
back to her tight wrinkled hole. As I touched her there, she gasped
and her hips twitched a bit. "That's not fair!" she gasped as I
pressed just the tip of my finger against her anal opening. I felt her
press against my finger, the muscles of her rectum clenching and
releasing as she did. Slowly but steadily she pressed herself down
onto my cock. As she did, I kept up the pressure against her rectal
muscles and as she impaled herself onto my hard shaft, I pressed my
finger into her pulsing asshole to the first knuckle.

	"Not fair... !" she said again through her gasps, as her body
started to shake and tremble. If she'd been tight before, her cuntal
muscles were now almost painful as they spasmed around my hardness in
her first orgasm. "OhhhhhhhhhhGaaaaaaawwwwwdddd!!" she wailed as her
hips started bucking against mine driving my shaft fully into her
belly. For a whole minute she writhed on my lap in an orgasmic palsy.
As it subsided, her head was thrown back and sweat was running between
her breasts in a little stream. Lowering her chin, and looking me in
the eyes, she hissed "You'll pay for that, Hugh. No mercy for you."
With that she started rocking her hips and pressing herself up and
down with her her legs. She started slowly, but as the friction was
lessened by her wetness, her pace increased until she was fairly
bouncing on my lap.

	Having been hard for almost an hour, and having just been
subjected to some of the most incredible sensations, I wasn't able to
maintain my stamina all that well. "You keep that up, I'll be cumming
in less than a minute" I said.

	"Fuck you... I said no mercy!" she hissed through clenched
teeth as she bounced, adding a hip wiggle as she did.

	I twitched my finger deeper into her butt and started driving
up against her as she bounced. Sliding down in the chair a bit I
changed the angle a bit and doing so, allowed the last half-inch of
`Mr. Woody' slip into her stuffed pussy on the down-bounce. I felt the
pressure on the tip of my cock at the same time as she felt it on the
crown of her cervix. She stopped abruptly and her eyes flew open.
Afraid I'd hurt her by going too deep, I rocked my hips back a bit and
withdrew a bit. "NO, No! Go back there!" she demanded and I rolled
back onto her. "YEEESSSssssss!!" she hissed and started grinding her
hips in a circle. I could feel the pressure and sensations as the head
of my cock massaged her cervix. Her rectal muscles spasmed against my
finger, and I knew we were both going to cum in an instant... and cum
we did! Her spasms and twitching triggered the pumps in my balls and
with a shriek and a growl I launched spurt after spurt of my semen
deep into her vagina as it clenched and pulsed around me.

	Gasping to catch her breath, Fonda slumped against my chest. I
slipped my finger from her still-twitching anus, eliciting another
tremor from her. Together we panted like marathoners.

	"Wow! Aunt Fonda, you didn't say anything about screwing him,
too! Coooool!"

	Neither Fonda nor I had heard the screen door open as her
niece Cassy had come in. Fonda twisted on my lap with a jerk, and in a
tone of mock shame said "OOOOoops, I guess we got a bit carried away,
huh." Twisting back to fully face me, but making no effort to un-
impale herself from my slowly deflating boner, she said, "Hugh, this
is my niece Cassy... Cassy, this is Hugh... How long have you been
standing there!?"

	"Long enough that I know why you were so excited yesterday
when you talked about him making you hot all over." Cassy giggled.

	I was looking over Fonda's shoulder at her sixteen year-old
niece, and said to her "Hi Cassy, it's nice to meet you... er... Would
you mind letting your aunt and I get dressed."

	"Why!?... you two look comfortable like that, and it is
getting a bit warm out." With that she shucked out of her tank-top and
jogging shorts to stand there in the doorway wearing only a very big
grin.

	"Oh Shit!" I mumbled half to myself as I peered over Fonda's
shoulder at the naked teenager.

	"I was going to tell you about Cassy as soon as you got here
this morning, but we... uh... got side-tracked a bit. It's a long
story, but do you mind if she joins us on our `outing' today?" Fonda
said with a twinge of evil in her voice. The stirring of my softening
cock deep inside her must have answered the question for her as she
wriggled against me a bit and then stood up abruptly. The juices of
our exercise ran unceremoniously from her hole and cascaded onto my
balls and down her thighs as she moved away to grab a towel.

	"WOW! Aunt Fonda, he must have shot a gallon into you!" Cassy
giggled. "That's the only part of fucking I don't like... the mess
after."

	"Have you fucked a lot of boys, Cassy?" I asked trying to
remain as objective as possible, sitting in her aunts kitchen with a
semi-hard dick sticking out of my naked lap.

	"Just two different ones, but they weren't as big as you
are... not nearly!" She said as she walked nearer, her eyes fixed on
my steadily lengthening shaft.

	"You two better calm down... " Fonda said sarcastically "The
day is still too early to spend it all in the kitchen. Cassy, you said
you wanted to have some new experiences today, but maybe you'd rather
just wait... ?"

	A yelp from the yard seemed to answer her question as Lucious,
probably smelling the scent of sex emanating from the cottage, bounded
onto the porch and yelped through the screen door.

	"You're right, Aunt Fonda, but... well maybe later," Cassy
trailed off as she turned toward the door.

	Standing, I moved over to Fonda's side and in a hushed voice
asked "What's going on here? You didn't say anything about Cassy on
the phone Wednesday... "

	She went on to tell me that Cassy, her older sister's daughter,
had stopped to spend the evening Thursday while her parents were out
of town. They were sitting on the couch watching TV, Lucious lying
quietly in the corner. They had gotten ready for bed, dressed in their
night-shirts and Fonda had gone to the bathroom. She had every
intention of inviting Lucious into her bedroom for the pleasure of his
long tongue after Cassy had gone to bed in the guest room. When she
returned, she found Cassy on the couch, eyes tightly closed, legs
spread widely with Lucious happily lapping away between her legs.

	It was apparent that Cassy was enjoying the `attention', and
Fonda was torn between watching the spectacle and stopping it before
it progressed `to far'. As Cassy started moaning and panting, Fonda
just stood there as if in a trance, until the youngster had had two
orgasms at the tongue of the black Lab. When Cassy's eyes opened and
she realized her aunt had been watching her she pushed the dog away
and burst into tears. In the conversation that ensued, Cassy explained
that she was watching TV and was absently-mindedly thinking about her
boyfriend. Her hand had wandered to her naked pussy under her long t-
shirt she wore to bed.

	Before she knew it, Lucious had started licking her as her
fingers stroked her clit, and it felt so good she didn't make him
stop. Fonda said that it was okay, and that sometimes she even let
Lucious do it to her too when she got real horny. Cassy was enthralled
by this and in the conversation that followed, under mutual oaths of
secrecy, Fonda revealed that she had even let Lucious fuck her a
couple of times. Cassy was almost beside herself with excitement at
this revelation. In the next two hours, Lucious had his big head
between both of their thighs more than once. Cassy had literally
begged Fonda to let her stay for the weekend, and expressed a real
interest in watching what Lucious could do. Fonda hadn't told me about
all this for fear that I would back out of the weekend, and she
apologized, but added that it might prove to be more fun than any of
us had expected. Looking over my shoulder into the living room, she
added "Besides, it would be almost cruel to deny Lucious something he
so obviously enjoys!" I turned and saw Cassy standing there in the
living room, Lucious' nose thrust between her slightly parted thighs.
It was evident that this young lady was not shy about letting herself
be pleasured.

	"You... two... got... yours... I... want... mine... !" Cassy
said in between pants as she neared her own climax.

	As she started to tremble and shake, I was keenly aware that
`Mr. Woody" was rising to the occasion. Fonda was, too as she leaned
to whisper in my ear, "Patience big-fella you'll get your turn,
patience".

	I watched as Cassy's knees almost buckled as she came, her
hands gripping the side of a chair to keep from falling. The Lab's
tongue had worked its' magic on her again, and Cassy patted his big
head, "Good Boy, Lucious, good-boy. Just be a little patient and in a
while we'll both get what we really want."

	"Oh, I think I'm gonna like this day... !" I said to Fonda as
I pulled my chinos over my hips and tucked "Mr Woody" inside. It was a
tight fit, but I knew in less than an hour he'd be free again.