Newsgroups: alt.sex.bestiality
From: sg1787@albnyvms.bitnet
Subject: Jasmine and Max
Date: 23 Sep 1994 21:16:58 GMT

			   Jasmine and Max
			       9/23/94

Dear Laura,

	I'm sorry I haven't written more recently, but things have
been really hectic. School keeps me busy and having two jobs (even if
they are both part time) doesn't help any. I don't know if you
remember my housemate, Mike, but he's even busier than I am, and
between the two of us, we're almost always rushing around.

	That's why when school took off those days for the Jewish
holidays, we were SO glad to have time for a breather (or at least we
THOUGHT we'd have time for some rest!!!)

	The rest pretty much didn't happen, though, because Mike even
found someone who wanted us to watch his dog while he went home to
make a few extra dollars. Having any dog in a house with two active
cats is always interesting, but this large, blond part-golden lab mutt
named Max was especially interesting.

	Mike and I worked out a deal where he walked Max first thing
in the morning, I walked him in the afternoon, and we walked the night
walk together, and we would split the cash. Pretty good, huh? $10
dollars a day for all that didn't seem like a lot, but in the end, I'm
glad he took the job...

	When Max arrived, he spent a while doing the usual doggy
things - looking around, sniffing the cats, sniffing my crotch,
sniffing the garbage. He seemed to especially enjoy belly rubs, and
wriggled a lot when I did it, so I guess he was pretty used to a lot
of pampering. That's ok, I thought, I haven't had a dog to coddle in
ages. This should be fun. When the first night fell, I lay down on my
bed, naked as usual, and was surprised to see the door nosed open. I
pulled the blankets up over my body, a little startled, realized who
it was, then pulled them back down.

	You know that joke: "Why do dogs lick themselves? Because they
can!"

	Well, right there on my bed, he rolled over onto his side and
began cleaning himself. I wasn't really MEANING to look, but I had
been lying in bed doing nothing particular, and there was this dog
literally in my FACE, and Laura, when it came out of the sheath, my
eyes nearly fell out of my head. I tell you, I never saw a guy hung
like that before. I watched him clean himself for a while, thinking
about what I would do with a man who was hung like that, and when I
realized how wet I was getting, slapped the dog on his side a few
times to get his to go away. After all, Laura, he IS a dog, not a
person. Right?

	But after he left, I couldn't help thinking about how nice it
had looked... and so hard... and so *blush* well... there... and no
one would have to know, right? I lay in bed, thinking about how he
looked, and without really realizing it, my hand slipped between my
legs and began stroking my wet cunt. Oh, god, Laura, you wouldn't
BELIEVE how good it felt, while I was wondering how I could convince
the dog that he ought to be interested in me.

	I guess I was wrapped up in what I was doing, because Mike
came home from work, and heard my moaning, and I didn't even notice
when he opened my door and stood there watching me play with myself.
After I orgasmed for what seemed like forever, I opened my eyes to see
him standing there with an amused look on his face.

	"What were YOU thinking about? It looked, umm...
entertaining... " he asked.

	I blushed, and hemmed and hawed, but as I tried to evade his
questions, he leaned forward and began licking my ears, and you KNOW
what that does to me, Laura! After blurting something about the dog,
he looked a little surprised. "I'd like to see him mount you, like the
bitch you are," he finally said. "But I don't know if his owner would
be too thrilled if we taught his old dog some new tricks while he was
here, you know?"

	After he went to his own room, and I went to bed for the
night, I thought that would probably be the end of that whole
situation, and in a way, was kinda disappointed.

	The next day, he woke me up while getting ready to take Max
for his walk. I was amazed to find that just listening to Max walking
around the house, thinking about him lifting his leg and exposing his
cock to everyone on the street, was getting me excited again. I was
not, NOT going to masturbate again with him in the house, because I
KNEW I couldn't contain my volume... I was just too horny! So, I
waited until I heard the front door close to begin fondling myself,
this time, thinking about what I would possibly do if I DID manage to
convince Max that I was a suitable mate. I don't think it was all
anatomically POSSIBLY for Max, but I tell you, I knew it would all
feel really good. As I came, I could hear myself calling out his name,
repeating it, in a begging voice, Come, Come max, come for me... As I
spasmed into a forceful orgasm, I heard clicking sounds as Max obeyed
my command and joined me on the bed, with Mike following soon behind.

	"You really DO have a thing for that dog, don't you?" he
grinned. I merely shook my head, not sure what to say. I moved over to
the side of the bed, swung my legs to the flood and spread my knees. I
was soaked with sweat, and dripping with juices. Much to my surprise,
Max jumped off the floor and moved to sniff my crotch.

	Mike's eyes grew wide and he grinned. "I told you to be
careful what you asked for, love. I think he can tell you want him."

	I moaned, spreading my legs for Max. He leaned forward until I
could feel his cold wet nose against my very overheated cunt and
waited, breath held. At the first lap on his tongue, my whole body
tensed, and within seconds of his beginning to lick me, I began
spasming into my second orgasm. As I came, I stroked his upper back
and head, and was moaning... Laura, I never KNEW, how come I waited
this long? If I had any idea his tongue was so long, or so eager... he
just kept lapping at my wetness, and I just kept coming, and coming
and coming...

	When I was finally spent, I fell backwards on the bed, limp
and stared at the ceiling. I could hear a chuckle from Mike in the
corner of the room, and when I looked up, saw that he had stripped to
his underwear, and was VERY hard.

	"You know, now that you've come, you're ready for me, aren't
you, bitch? And then, if you're a GOOD bitch, maybe I'll let Max fuck
you."

	My eyes got VERY large. MAX? Fuck the DOG? That's disgus...
disgust?? no... not disgusting at all... warm and loving and hard and
oh god I want him...

	Mike saw my face change as I reconsidered his offer. "I
thought so," he smiled, as he pulled off his underpants. "First, lick
me, like he licked you."

	I pulled him to me, and began licking the length of his cock
in broad sweeping strokes. Once, when I pulled him into my mouth, he
pulled away and reminded me, "No, you're a bitch, lick me like a BITCH
would." After a few minutes, he pulled away, and motioned me to the
floor. "On your knees. I'm going to take you like he will, just to get
you ready."

	He mounted me from behind, thrusting his cock into my cunt
with little resistance. He pressed his hips forward, and I felt him
enter me to the hilt. "Call Max, " he said, "call Max and begin
getting him ready, and do whatever you need to."

	I whimpered a moment, distracted as he pumped into me, but
called Max over as soon as I could. I reached below his belly, and
stroked his abdomen hesitantly. When I reached his sheath, I trembled
a little, then began stroking it as I would a human man. Max not only
did not pull away, but began humping my hand a little, and slowly,
gradually, began getting firm in my hand. I moaned a bit with
excitement, and increased the intensity of the movements of both my
hand and my hips. Oh, MY, but Max was a large dog... and then he was
fully exposed, and I was SO wet and excited. "Oh, Mike... look... look
at his knot, Mike... "

	He grinned. "You want it, don't you?" He pulled out of me, and
snapped his fingers to call Max to him. Max didn't listen at first,
but after I stopped stroking him, he looked around to see what the
noise was, and then walked behind me. "Don't move, bitch, cause you're
about to get yourself fucked." Mike lifted one of Max's front paws,
hoping to give him the idea to mount me, and Laura, this is no stupid
dog. Before long, I could feel all 70 pounds of muscled dog on my
back, and this THING pressing against my cunt opening.

	"Open up for him," Mike commanded.

	I obediently squirmed and spread my legs, opening my vulva for
the tip of his erection to enter me. That was all that Max needed
before taking over and plunging deep into me. The first time he
entered me I screamed. the second time I just gasped, and then I
moaned... It felt so damn good, he was hot and hard and dry and I was
SO damn wet, Laura, and as he fucked me, the knot pounded my cunt on
the outside. I kept pressing up, trying to get it all, and I guess
Mike could tell.

	"Want the knot, slut? Let me help you." He got the KY jelly
and stroked me and Max's know. "Press HARD backwards, and I'll push
forward." With a lot of effort, I now felt like I was going to
EXPLODE. "And I have a little something else for you, bitch." He moved
around to my front, and kneeled, placing his still hard cock near my
face to suck. I opened my mouth eagerly, and started sucking him off
while moving my hips with Max.

	Max's movements were so rapid, hard, and evenly timed that I
probably should have been little surprised at how quickly he came.
His hot cum exploded into me, and I nearly came again just from the
force of it. As I moaned with the intensity of Max's orgasm, Mike
began to pummel my mouth urgently. I continued to lick the head and
shaft of his cock while drawing it deeply into my mouth, swallowing
all of those generous drops of precum that Mike had for me. Reaching
around to my front, I rubbed the heel of my hand hard against my clit.
As he finally shot his load into my waiting mouth, I reached orgasm as
well. I swallowed and swallowed and swallowed, oh G-d, how I love that
man's cum!

	After I swallowed all of Mike's cum, I turned my head to see
what Max was doing. Still buried to the hint into me, he had turned
around somehow when I wasn't paying attention. His cock was still
hard, though, and I didn't meet any resistance as I pumped back and
forth against him, keeping me in a constant stare of excitement. When
Mike recovered from his orgasm, he slipped beneath me, and began
fingering my clit, bringing me to orgasm another and yet ANOTHER time.
By the time I finished my fourth orgasm, Max was finally soft enough
to slip out of me, and I was able to lie on the floor and gasp for
breath.

	I didn't have the ENERGY to do anything but lie there for
hours. Unfortunately, the next day, Max had to go home. But I don't
regret any of it. In fact, I find my mind keeps drifting to "next
time". Maybe I should open a pet-sitting business, unfixed male dogs
only, thank you!

	So what do you think of your friend, NOW?

	I love you a lot, and will try to write again soon,

	Love, peace and great sex,

					Jasmine