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From: an254716@anon.penet.fi (Anjing)
Date: Wed, 3 May 1995 07:54:21 UTC
Subject: Sister's Best Friend (FF, dog, voy)

			Sister's Best Friend

	I am new to the Internet and so far I've enjoyed reading much
of what is posted in this newsgroup. The fiction stories are
stimulating, but I would be more interested in sharing stories of
real, personal experiences.

	I know when my personal interest in animal/human sex began.
When I was thirteen, my sister Janice came back home to live. She is
two years older than me, so she was fifteen at the time. She had been
living at a school for "troubled girls" for over a year. At the time
she first went there, my mother explained it to me by saying that
Janice had to go because she didn't get along with our stepfather, she
had been skipping school, staying out nights, etc. Once my mother and
stepfather broke up, Janice came back home to live.

	Before she had left I really hadn't paid that much attention
to my sister, except to fight with her over the usual brother-sister
things. When she came back I found myself fascinated by her. Partly
because she was a semi-stranger now; partly because, to my thirteen
year old mind, her having lived away from home seemed glamorous;
partly because she was more physically developed than when she left;
and probably mainly because I was further along in puberty myself
than when I had last seen her.

	Whatever the reason, it was not a good excuse for what I did,
which was to spy on her constantly. Boys will be boys however,
especially at thirteen. We had adjacent rooms on the second floor of
our house which shared a common heat grate. It was one of those old-
fashioned kind about the size of a school notebook against the wall. I
discovered that by opening the grate and lying on the floor, I could
view a large portion of her room. Every night I made sure I was in my
room with the lights out prior to my sister going to bed so that I
could watch her undress through the grate. My mother no longer had to
argue with me about my bedtime and complimented me on my new-found
maturity. If she had known the real reason she wouldn't have been so
pleased.

	Some nights were better than others for my voyeuristic
activities, but since my sister's dresser was directly across from the
wall with the grate I usually got to see some degree of nudity every
night. Unfortunately, once she lay down on her bed I could no longer
see her. This was especially frustrating since, judging from the
sounds she was making and the fact that she often placed a chair under
the door handle to keep from being surprised, I guessed she was doing
something very sexy - something that my thirteen year old mind
couldn't imagine. At the time I didn't realize that girls could
masturbate.

	My sister was blonde and fair-skinned like my mother and me.
She was tall for her age and had a good figure. Long legs, nice
breasts, long straight hair that she used to iron, the usual case of
mild teenage acne - but all in all quite attractive. To me she was
incredibly erotic; far more so than the nudes I had seen in my
stepfather's skin magazines. In contrast, her best friend Dana was a
small, dark-haired tomboy-looking girl. She had an olive complexion
and her hair was cut as short as mine.

	Janice and Dana had met and become friends while they were
both at the girl's school. Dana was still at the school but unlike my
sister who never came home during her time there, Dana seemed to come
home every other weekend. She usually spent all day Saturday at our
house. Dana was an extremely quiet, almost secretive sort of person.
She paid absolutely no attention to me. I don't think my mother was
all that pleased to have Dana around so much, but since she never did
anything wrong there wasn't much Mom could say. Whenever she would
encourage my sister to make some other friends, Janice would talk
about how much "fun" Dana was. I was always puzzled by this remark
since I had never seen Dana do anything I considered even remotely
entertaining. Mostly she and Janice whispered and giggled and hung out
in my sister's room.

	I never really peeked through the grate into my sister's room
during the day because I figured there wouldn't be anything to see and
also because I was afraid that if it wasn't dark in my room, Janice
might be able to see my face through the vent saying, "Come on,
Bailey, you know you like it."

	Bailey was our short-haired golden Labrador retriever. He had
belonged to my stepfather but had been left with us when my stepfather
had moved out into an apartment. Curiosity overcame my sense of
caution and I lay down on the floor and peered through the grate. The
sight I saw sent a jolt of sexual excitement through me that I can
still remember to this day. Inside the room the chair had been propped
under the door handle; my sister was standing in front of Bailey
completely naked; she had both hands on her pussy, spreading it wide
apart while Bailey's long tongue lapped a =t her over and over. When,
after a few minutes, the dog seemed to lose interest, Dana came over
with what I later discovered to be a jar of peanut butter and with her
fingers spread some on my sister's pussy. Putting her fingers in front
of Bailey's nose she then led the dog back to Janice and he would
start to lick her crack enthusiastically again

	From my vantage point I was looking directly at Dana's
backside. I could see every inch of her pussy as well as the little
brown puckered ring of her asshole. The next thing I saw was my sister
leading Bailey over to Dana. I don't know what she had done to him but
his cock was extended a good six inches out of his sheath and it
swayed back and forth as he walked. Janice helped Bailey get up on
Dana's back and then reached down and apparently guided the dog's cock
into her friend's pussy.

	At this point Bailey started humping like crazy. From where I
was looking all I could see was his ballsack swinging back and forth,
back and forth, making a little slapping sound each time it hit Dana's
pussy. After a few minutes the dog stopped humping and just lay on
Dana's back for what seemed like five or ten minutes.

	During this time Dana and my sister were talking. Janice asked
"How was it?" and Dana said words to the effect that it had been
fantastic. She then said to my sister, "You're next," to which Janice
replied, "I don't know if I'm ready to do that." Finally the dog got
off Dana's back and walked away with his cock still out and swinging,
but somewhat shrunken. Just before Dana got up I saw that her pussy
was completely soaking wet, either from her own juices or Bailey's
come or some combination of the two. Janice and Dana then got on the
bed together and I couldn't see anything else, although I did hear
them giggling and moaning.

	Although I tried to, I never caught Janice and Dana doing
anything like this again. Not too long after this, Janice started to
go out with boys in cars and we saw less and less of Dana. When she
was eighteen Janice got married and moved out.

	All this happened twenty years ago, but still thinking about
gets me hard. Ever since then I have had a particular interest in
human/animal sex; and this interest/obsession has led me to have
several other interesting experiences which I may write about later.

	As for my sister, I see her on the holidays, and she is still
a very attractive woman - a mother of three, now divorced. I have
never mentioned to her what I saw on that day; however on several
occasions when we have been alone after drinking I have been tempted
to bring it up. I would be interested in hearing the opinion of
others, especially females who could imagine themselves in a similar
situation.