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Dog Bitch Discrimination
by Rodgerthedodger (address withheld)

***

A dog loving lady gets almost too much dog. And a guy 
has to help out in the end. (F/beast)

***

When I first loved, was loved by, a dog, it was a 
novelty. My favorite. Then, two dogs, got my neighbor 
involved and soon she too had a dog which I learned to 
enjoy. It had been weeks now and we would invite each 
other to our respective houses for a bit of dog fun... 
but then I started choosing. 

My dog was better than hers and so on. One time we had 
both our dogs involved, switched dogs -- a kind of dog 
swinging -- watched each other with our dogs and then, 
in a sea change, I went out looking for the "Great 
Dog." Those two dogs weren't enough for me. I never 
told my neighbor. What would she think!

But it happened unexpectedly. I was returning from our 
local store. It was afternoon and I was walking with a 
small bag of things. We have a lake near our house and 
I detoured to walk beside it. Then sat on a bench and 
watched some geese come in for a landing. 

First they were dots in the sky and then began to 
circle into a glide path finally honking and landing 
like small planes onto the surface fluttering to a 
stop, splashing the water with their feet. I was intent 
on the birds and hadn't noticed an animal had come to 
the bench. He had a white spash in the middle of his 
face and on his throat. The rest of him black. His 
tongue was out as he panted and looked up at me as 
though I might have some morsel. 

I patted his head. "Nice doggy," and he licked my hand. 
I gave him no thought and watched the geese paddle 
around and he licked my hand again letting me know he 
was there. He had longing eyes and I looked through my 
groceries for a treat. I broke open some sandwich meat 
and gave him bits of ham which he gobbled and licked me 
again.

Being a serious dog lover, that licking told my body to 
respond even though I wasn't interested at all. Nature 
was taking over my body. It was a dog and my body ached 
for dogs, got wet for dogs. It wasn't a conscious thing 
and, there in the park, come on. In a public park! 
You're kidding. But my body wasn't kidding so I crossed 
my legs to hide my scent from this strange, hungry dog. 
My ears were filling though and I was instantly wet, as 
a dog bitch's body was want to do. 

At this point in my dog lust days, my body was in 
charge and common sense had no control. I looked down 
at him. He was a strapping fellow, a big dog as dogs 
go. Being curious I checked how he was hung. I had no 
interest in a little mutt but this was a fine animal 
and his dick peeked from its sheath. Dripping as he 
licked at my hand.

I looked around on this warm afternoon and saw that, 
except for the geese and some guy asleep under a tree 
some distance from me, I was alone. I patted this 
animal's head and chuckled his mouth. He sniffed and 
panted, as a dog will, and I could tell he already had 
me on his radar as he pushed at my hand and his dick 
protruded more. Dogs are all the same. Like men. They 
grow lusty with a start. His dick kept growing and I 
reached down to play with it, encouraging it more and 
glanced about again. Still safe.

I uncrossed my legs and the panting was intent now. His 
nose lifted my dress. His tongue was licking toward me 
and I felt wet all over. I felt pulsing in my ears and 
knew I would be raped there in the park by this 
handsome dog. When he licked my panties I reached and 
pulled them aside, opening wider for the good stuff and 
he licked again with more force. God! I wanted to lie 
on my back but didn't dare. I looked around and saw the 
sleeping man was gone.

Where had he gone? I didn't know and didn't care. I was 
here with this animal. Wanted ravishing right there. 
But I stood up instead, gathered my groceries and 
walked the short distance to my house. No one was home, 
we could be private, I could be open and completely 
lusty. I walked, with the dog following, and got to my 
door in a few minutes. 

The dog was hesitant and I got another bit of ham, 
holding it out at the doorway and he came in and ate 
it. I was ready to be eaten, put down the package, went 
to our living room and laid back on the couch. This 
dog, this stupid damned dog, then sat in the kitchen, 
looking at me, his dick recoiling into the sleeve. I 
was terribly horny and the dog had lost the scent.

Now it was my turn to take charge. Patting the couch, 
the dog came over and we started our seduction anew. 
Petting his head, working at his dick-sleeve and soon 
we were back on track. I removed my underwear, lifted 
my dress and he was at me with that delicious tongue 
which got me hot and dripping even before the first 
stroke. I watched him lick my hair and cunt and spread 
it for him, watching his red dick come out again. 

I rested my head now. He didn't need to be told. His 
body was in charge of my body and I let out a groan as 
the first wave of sensation went through me. I lifted 
my hips for him. His cold nose gave me shudders and I 
lost it. The endless desparate licking needing my 
flavors, eating my spend with such eagerness. My breath 
it was that was panting in short gasps. A new dog. A 
new tongue. I was a promiscuous dog's bitch and lifting 
to each sensation. 

I was jolted because I heard something else, not the 
dog or me, there was a loud knocking on our front door. 
Not now!! Please! Please!! Not just now when I was so 
close...It was a demanding knock and I had to collect 
myself, push down the dog, push down the dress, calm 
myself for the fucking door.

I opened it. It was the man in the park. He had that 
look on his face. Like he knew. My face was flush and 
he saw it. There was no hiding. No denial. I was a 
dog's bitch in heat and my face told a story. He 
reached for my hand and took it. Pushing me back, 
closing the door, pushing me into the living room where 
he, I and dog now were a threesome. 

He picked my underwear from the floor and smiled. He 
held me close and kissed my lips. His hands were busy 
on my wet parts. I was shocked and hot and hadn't 
really come because of this terrible interruption as 
his tongue was in my mouth, milking my tongue and his 
hands were on my body, milking me with long fingers, 
and his long stiff finger was stroking my clit and 
dipping into me. I was ready and couldn't stand the 
tease. 

I slipped out of his grip onto the couch and he was at 
my knees, spreading me. The air was cold where I was 
dripping wet. I waited for him to take me. "Come on 
boy," he said. And I felt hairy paws on my hips and a 
huge stiff dog cock poking at me. "I knew what you were 
about," he said to me. "One cock's like another to 
some. Am I right?" he asked. I just nodded. "Except 
there are cocks and then there are really long, knotted 
dog cocks. Tell me it's so!" 

I just nodded again. I was too hot to say anything, 
waiting for more, needing more. I needed this now and 
felt the dog's cock poking at me and then the man took 
charge, directing that cock into my hole. It was a 
surging thing, entering me with his guidance, 
retreating and surging again. Then it kind of stopped 
and I was spread wide by this slick hot cock as the 
huge knot tore at me, stretching and entering. I cried 
out some animal-like sound. The man was petting my 
head, wiping my sweat away, soothing me.

We were all suspended, me stretched to the breaking, 
sweat on my cheeks, his hand guiding the monster, 
petting me and my legs and cunt relaxed and enveloped 
this thing which was lodged in me and I felt the hairy 
legs clutch on my sides and the churning began again. I 
was so wide open and so controlled and I could feel the 
tip inside and the dog rocked and pushed and I released 
every bit of me and cried out again, this time in an 
ecstacy of pleasure. An aching, arching sound from my 
mouth as though my whole being was responding to 
sensations and then I was still. 

We were all still. 

The sweat dripped off my cheeks and along my neck. He 
was petting my thighs and the dog was panting on my 
chest. He had worked hard and worked me hard. We all 
rested there on the couch as I felt wet on my face and 
oozing down my legs. Now I was more cool than hot and 
his knot came out and was like a pool of fluids with 
the dog licking up the spend. I couldn't open my eyes 
and they lifted from the couch. He put a blanket over 
me. I heard the door close. 

I remembered the geese lifting on the waters of our 
lake, bobbing on the blue of the surface, and my own 
fluids cooling, my body becalmed. I wondered of my next 
walk home from the market, planning another detour 
along the lake edge and if there might again be that 
man resting and that dog. 

Surely it was a dream. Surely... 

I opened my eyes and there was no dog, no man, but I 
saw my underwear on the arm of the couch and some green 
beneath -- green? -- $100 bill in green! I got up and 
locked the door, leaned against it, smiled to myself, 
felt warm all over again. 

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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