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Violett - 4
by Sailbad (sailbad@storiesonline.org)

***

An attractive, adventurous lesbian gives a light-
hearted narration of her life's experiences in dog-sex 
from her first discoveries while masturbating to her 
adventures while in a committed relationship in her 
twenties. Parts 3, 4, & 5 are the hottest. (FF, 1st, 
mast, exh, beast)

***

PART 4: I Get Ganged   

At the age of nineteen I left home for college and I 
really went out of control. I came out of the closet 
and immersed myself in the lesbian community. I was a 
big hit. There was a small lesbian tavern close to 
campus where I used to hang out. I was under age but I 
never drank anything so the management let me hang 
around. 

One of my first lovers there used to call me Angel, it 
caught on and to this day I still have old friends 
that call me Angel. I was real popular too - women 
even fought over me. It was a smorgasbord of sex and I 
took full advantage of it for some of the wildest 
times of my life. I could not get enough. I had 
practically everything imaginable shoved up my puss. I 
remember a time with one of my lovers; we were in her 
apartment enjoying some intense thigh riding and she 
stopped and asked if I want to really fly. 

She went into the bathroom and came back with some 
white powder in a baggie. I’m pretty sure it wasn’t 
talcum powder. She told me to relax and something 
incredible would happen. Man, did it ever. She smeared 
a bunch of the powder on her tongue and then went down 
on me. I was soon overtaken by orgasms that I thought 
were going to kill me. I lapsed into a semi-conscious 
state that was almost like a roller coaster nightmare. 
I don't know how long it lasted but I came out of it 
with my lover shaking me and someone pounding on the 
door. 

I noticed I was screaming and my lover was babbling at 
me completely incoherently. Her face was too numb to 
talk and she needed me to persuade her frantic 
neighbor at the door that we were all right. Oh sure, 
I can laugh about it now but at the time it was a 
scary experience. 

I was always hungry for more and it led me into some 
strange territory.  One night, after being jilted by a 
beautiful sorority sister who said she would love me 
forever, I decided to give myself to a bunch of men.  
In my grieving mind I sought to punish her by 
befouling the body she would take for granted. When 
you’re broken hearted, self-destruction makes a lot of 
sense. So I oiled up, tied my hair back in a tight 
bun, put on a pair of horned rim glasses, put on a 
plain dress with nothing on underneath and I went to a 
porn theater. 

It was dark there and it had plenty of horny guys. I 
took a seat in the very back row and started watching 
the movie. I had a third degree black belt and I 
wasn't too afraid of anything. The thought of being 
there for what I intended to do was more erotic to me 
than what was happening on the screen (by the way, 
those girl-on-girl scenes are so contrived). 

My presence was making the other patrons pretty 
nervous but some of them just watched me. I slid down 
in the seat, pulled up my dress and started to twiddle 
myself. A guy sitting in my row got up and came over 
to watch, finally asking me flat out if he could fuck 
that for me.  I said yes, but no kissing (that would 
be sick). He knelt between my legs, unceremoniously 
entered me and went to work. 

He didn't last more than fifty strokes before he got 
off in me and by then we had a crowd around us. I 
became an amusement park ride. I took them between my 
thighs one after another and let them use my 
womanhood. They were mostly fat, old men who were just 
happy to have a natural, free sexual outlet. Some of 
them were younger and tried to either impress me or 
make the most out of the situation by hogging my pussy 
for a marathon fuck. One guy just liked to rub his 
dick on my thigh as I was being serviced. 

There was this one man, though, with a short penis 
that had a huge cock-head like a big mushroom that I 
wouldn't have minded seeing again.  He was in his 
forties, gentle, polite, smelled good and the big head 
on his dick was rubbing me in just the right places. 
He worked real slow and talked to me while we fucked, 
saying intoxicatingly erotic (not dirty) things that 
really made me hot. 

I found myself lightly stroking his balls and just 
enjoying his cock. He pulled out and I held his weird 
shaped dick in my cupped hands as he came, smearing it 
all over him and me. I kept him close by and he 
whispered to me while the other guys took their turns. 
I worked him with my hand to make him ready for more 
and he gave me more. I lost him in the shuffle after 
his third ride and never saw him again.

What got me off wasn't the sex so much but rather how 
slutty I was and, ironically, the power I had over 
those men. I think they would have killed for me if 
I’d asked them to. I had my rules and they all helped 
me enforce them: no kissing, keep your hands off my 
tits, cum only in or on my puss. It was far from 
romantic, I served them each quietly and for the most 
part unresponsively like a blow up sex toy until my 
cunt was too sore to use. 

By then there was a puddle of sperm on the seat and 
the floor in front of me. My pussy was soaked in it, 
it was running out of me like a festering wound. The 
hard part was getting out of there and to my car 
without them all following me, they all wanted to 
secure a future meeting or get some special favor. I 
declared it was time to go, pushed my way through 
them, and walked out to the lobby holding my skirt up 
out of the mess.

The guy at the ticket counter gave me the strangest 
look as I stood there with my knees apart to let the 
last glob drain out, then smoothed down my dress and 
walked away. Luckily, I didn't get pregnant, however 
one of them gave me, and for that matter all of us, 
chlamydia. From a lesbian's standpoint it was pretty 
disgusting but the erotic notion of being the center 
of a small sexual universe and the target of so much 
raw lust was enough to give me plenty of masturbatory 
fuel for thought in the months that followed. 

I was still finding excitement from woman's best 
friend, too. My most daring in those days was with a 
neighbor's cocker spaniels. The neighbor lived in a 
house directly behind my apartment building. They were 
a pair of males, always perky and playful. I would 
reach over the fence and pet them when I went to my 
car, they were always so happy to see me. One day I 
looked over into their yard and noticed one of them 
humping the other. Of course his partner would have 
none of that but it made me feel kind of sad for them 
that they weren't getting any.  Seeing it kind of made 
me horny and it gave me the idea to offer myself as a 
sexual surrogate. 

The idea turned me on immensely as I lay awake that 
night and planned it. I would need to go late at night 
so that I wouldn't get caught. I would have to wear 
black so that I couldn't be seen. And we would have to 
work quickly and quietly so as not to alert the 
neighbors or the boys in the frat house next door to 
them. The danger of it added an extra element of 
excitement I could not resist. I needed a moonless 
weeknight, and my long sleeve black dress with the 
wide skirt, and a pair of my old, dark, opaque tights 
with an access hole cut appropriately in the crotch. 

I had everything ready on an ideal occasion and I took 
an afternoon nap in preparation. I was so excited that 
night I couldn't stop shivering.  They barked at me as 
I crossed the parking lot but I reached over the fence 
so they could identify my scent and they calmed down. 
I climbed over the fence and stood in front of them as 
they leapt all over me joyously welcoming me with 
licks and whines. I had scoped out a clean, dark, 
secluded spot in the corner of the yard behind a 
mulberry bush as the perfect spot for our tryst and I 
led the dogs over to it. 

I knelt down on my knees and then sat back on my 
haunches. Of course they jumped on to my lap and 
started to lick my face. We needed to get to business. 
I pulled up my skirt and dipped my fingers into the 
copious musk sweating from my labia and smeared it all 
over my pubes.  I held my hand up to the dogs to 
entice them. They got a whiff and started sniffing 
around to see where there was more of that stuff. I 
just held my dress up and carefully scanned the area 
as they homed in on my puss. At first they just 
tentatively sniffed at it but one of them snaked out 
his tongue and the other followed suit. Once they got 
started there was practically nothing that would stop 
them. They were pushing and nudging each other to get 
a better vantage like two pigs fighting over last tit. 
It was heaven for me and I climaxed almost 
immediately. One deft dog tongue can do wonders but 
two are incredible. 

My labia were puffed out further than I could ever 
remember them and those tongues tugging and gliding 
over them was almost too much to bear. They probed in 
between them too and not only found my vagina but my 
swollen clit as well. I knelt there in the darkness 
holding up my dress to feed my brood their musk feast. 
I felt like the filthiest slut on earth and I could 
have just gone on with their lapping alone until I 
swooned from weakness but I was there on a mission and 
it was time to set it in motion. 

Taking one last careful scan around the area, I pushed 
them aside and leaned forward onto my elbows. I knew 
my boys were short so I would have to spread my knees 
wide to keep my quim low enough for them to reach. I 
gathered up my skirt and pulled it over my butt but 
kept it bunched up around my waist so their dewclaws 
wouldn't scratch me. I was set, now it was up to them 
to take the initiative. 

At first they were confused, they just scampered 
around me as though they were waiting for me to do 
something. They eventually remembered where the cookie 
jar was and started back on their licking. This time 
they were really digging into my vagina and even my 
butt hole. They kept at it for quite a while and I was 
starting to get discouraged when I remembered one way 
to get my dog started at wrestling and climbing on me 
was to move around. 

I started twisting my butt back and forth and gyrating 
my hips, bumping them back or pushing them away. They 
started getting aggressive, growling and mouthing my 
hips playfully. Finally, one of them jumped up on my 
ass from the side and started humping my hip. 
Excellent, I could work with that. 

He thrust at me as his feet jumped all over. He ground 
his pelvis against my extended thigh and found some 
promising resistance with his pecker. He launched into 
full tilt fuck mode as his rigid little dog meat 
peeked outside his hood, stabbed its way into the open 
and started sliding wetly along my smooth, hosed leg. 
His buddy noticed there was fun to be had with this 
strange bitch and he mounted my other thigh and 
started his hump. 

There is something about the eroticism of their paws 
embracing me and their bow-backed, hip-thrusting dog-
hump that always gets to me. The mere thought of them 
pumping those slick, pink fingers of fuck-tool near my 
naked snatch had me ready to come all by itself.  
After forty or fifty strokes the first dog slid off 
and proceeded to lick the wet spot he left on my 
thigh. Meanwhile, the second dog, obviously endowed 
with some form of canine scientific curiosity, had put 
two and two together and reasoned that humping 
combined with that musky hole between my legs would 
yield more furtive results. 

His feet jumped and shuffled their way over my calf as 
he alternated his grip on my butt and he was 
progressing toward the silky gates. He was nothing if 
not diligent. In my experience with dogs, if they 
don't nestle themselves in something snug after a 
couple dozen pumps, they give up but this guy seemed 
to know what he wanted. Nature was telling him it was 
time to make some puppies. 

As his poker was jabbing into my ass cheek I knew I 
had the right height and angle for a successful 
coupling but I needed to line him up for takeoff. 
Resting my shoulders on the ground, I reached between 
my thighs with both hands and pulled his humping 
pelvis into position.  That was all it took as my 
bloated labia did the rest and guided him home like a 
funnel. His thrusting weapon plunged into me and a new 
demeanor all at once seized him. His front legs 
encircled my waist and his paws pressed into the tops 
of my thighs. His chest pressed down over my butt to 
give him leverage. His humping took on a fierce 
urgency as with one extra push his doggy cock slid all 
the way out of his sheath and into me, knot and all. 

I moaned with delight as my 'gina tasted penis again 
for the first time in months. He felt like he was in a 
good five inches and that hard little knot of his was 
sliding back and forth deliciously in my most 
sensitive stretch of cunt, the first two inches. I 
held still and wondered how big he would get as my 
next orgasm consumed me. He didn't get much bigger. 
His penis grew to maybe six inches but didn't swell up 
fat quite like other dog-lovers I had had. 

His dick didn't assume that squishiness like my others 
did either, it stayed a rigid poking and plunging tool 
that threatened but never poked my uterus. His knot 
expanded to about the size and shape of two peach 
pits. Since it didn't swell to lodge itself firmly, it 
was free to glide in and out of me and I thought I 
liked that even better. 

The wet, sloshy sound of his knot popping in and out 
of my puffy labia was making a telltale broadcast of 
our act but the loud rock and roll from the frat house 
was working well to mask it. His fellow was circling 
us and whining with excited anticipation like a child 
wanting his turn. We were understandably oblivious to 
him as my suitor and I were lost in our secluded 
rapture. There is, I think, a special transaction that 
takes place when two sentient beings are joined in 
sexual intercourse. A penis inserted into the body of 
another acts like an interface plug that connects the 
psyches of both creatures and allows them to 
communicate in a private language of pleasure. Sorry, 
that's just the programmer in me talking. 

My arms still lay limply on the ground between my 
knees as I lightly stroked his hairy legs. He was an 
excitingly energetic lover and I was enjoying his 
effort immensely but a frantic pace told me he was 
about to squirt. His thrusting became disjoint and 
seemingly lost its entire conscious objective until 
one particular blind thrust dislodged his slick dick 
from my twat entirely and it flailed aimlessly beneath 
my open puss. I felt his cock poking against my tummy 
and the warm sensation of his shooting sperm soaking 
through the pantyhose and over my skin. 

He climbed over my ass and stood beside me still as a 
statue with his weapon hanging out and squirting in 
the breeze, obviously enjoying the orgasm I had just 
given him as my suddenly abandoned crotch ached for 
attention. 

It didn't ache for long, the other dog, who had 
learned a lot from watching his pal, mounted me and 
was in perfect position like a natural born woman-
fucker. As he thrust, the mouth of my sex sought out 
his delving appendage and swallowed him into my body. 
A dog cock is such a fantastic thing to be fucked 
with. It’s hard in all the right places, it has a 
wonderfully pliant and smooth texture that rubs a 
cunny just right, it’s warmer than human body 
temperature, it plunges in and out so quickly, it 
throbs so nicely when it’s still, and it’s always 
ready for another round in just minutes. Best of all, 
it doesn’t have a bothersome guy attached to it.

Doggy two’s penis was identical to his companion and 
so was his method.  He planted himself deep, he set 
his rhythm, he swelled to occupy me, and I knew as I 
concentrated on his presence in me that when his 
mating was finished his fellow would replace him and 
then back again and I would have a long succession of 
mounts. 

His knot drummed on my g-spot and his soft, pointy tip 
tickled at my cervix. My lucky cunt was getting a real 
treat. I could feel a long sequence of orgasms 
approaching me; I relaxed and fell into my dream-like 
surrender. I submitted to my body, to my pleasures, to 
the night, and to my two frisky canine lovers. A 
healthy sized climax seized me and I was filled with a 
passion to embrace the entire world and share my body 
with it. 

The idle spaniel, now finished with his ejaculation 
and his post-coital penile hygiene, came sniffing 
around my face. He started licking me and I was 
overcome with an urge to share a deep kiss with the 
benefactor of my bliss, so I opened my mouth and held 
out my tongue and let his rapid lapping engulf my 
mouth. 

I at once felt so in touch with both of them, one with 
his penis planted busily in my muff and the other with 
his tongue delicately crossing my own within my mouth. 
I was over the edge and cumming in rapid succession 
now. Any one stumbling over us would have witnessed 
the complete rapture of a woman and the state I was in 
left me completely defenseless and guileless to do 
anything more than sprawl on the ground in a delirious 
stupor. 

My lover on top let out a hoarse whine and I could 
feel a warmth spread around my cervix as he slowly 
spent himself in me. His hind legs lost contact with 
the ground as he stepped forward to meld his pelvis as 
tightly as he could to my crotch. His feet came 
completely off the ground and dangled beneath my hips 
but luckily his grip on my waist was so firm he did 
not slide off. 

I encircled his hips with my hands to hold him in 
place and he reciprocated by tucking his legs under my 
thighs and over my belly. He was wrapped around my 
cunt like a piggy-back ride and passing me his seed 
while my gig popped and churned around his doggy cock. 
We clung together like that for about three minutes as 
our tender organs did sweet things to each other. 

He eventually kicked free, climbed down, pulled out, 
and staggered off to attend to his afflicted member 
and then doggy one hopped on me to take his place. Our 
second mating was more thorough and lengthy. As he 
smacked his hairy pelvis against my butt his friend 
came up from behind to investigate our union up close. 

My server's exertions were pushing a great deal of 
deposited semen from my vagina and when the other 
found it he began lapping at it and my exposed labia 
and clitoris. That was shear delight, at that point a 
news crew with floodlights and video cameras could 
have descended on us and I would not have cared. His 
tongue darted out rapidly to soak up the product of 
his pal and my union. That quick lapping centered 
mostly on my cunt opening and the base of the 
thrusting prick clasped within but frequently strayed 
beyond to capture what had escaped and whenever he 
found my clitty I was ecstatic. 

I had to be careful not to start squealing as my 
orgasms took on whole new dimensions. When his tongue 
left my clit I dug my fingers in to take its place. My 
lucky pussy was then the focal point for eight 
fingers, one tongue and a pumping pecker all of them 
compounding such sexual joy in me I thought I might 
lose my sanity. 

This time dog one stayed inside me for his 
ejaculation, which enhanced the intimacy for me and 
prolonged the incentive of his friend's lapping. His 
feet hopped and danced between my thighs in the throes 
of his cumming. I was glad to give it to him and I 
came with him feeling his throbbing dick and that very 
warm deposit he was making in me.  When he had 
thoroughly finished, he dismounted and dog two 
hungrily cleaned me up before his second mount. He 
sprang up to my crotch and in a smooth jerk of his 
hips married his genitals into mine and we again 
mingled our fluids deep within my birth canal. 

And so went our orgy; fuck after fuck. I remember at 
one point while receiving a frantic skewering I needed 
to pee and rather than interrupt the party I just let 
it go. I squirted him as he squirted me. The stream 
shot out straight behind me and splattered off his 
dangling testicles. It dripped from our enjoined 
crotches as he continued his rut undeterred. It was 
the perfect complement to the dirty event happening 
down there. The act melded in with how sensuously 
wanton I was feeling, fueling the fire of animal lust 
within me, and melting us all into a common pool of 
abandoned depravity. I was a dog slut being chain 
fucked by a tag team of sexual demons; damnation had 
consumed me. 

I honestly don't know how long it went on that night 
or how many times I was bred. It all felt like one 
long, seamless coupling. I finally gained my senses 
when my fuck-buddies were too tired to mount me again.  
When I got up there was a wet spot on the ground under 
my puss and my pantyhose were soaked in the front and 
down the insides of both thighs.  With some effort I 
got back over the fence and up to my apartment. 

I went straight to bed curled up in a ball with a hand 
cupped over my soggy snatch. In the sobering light of 
day I felt kind of sick and guilty about what I did 
but that didn't last too long. Lust overtook me and I 
was soon planning another venture over that fence. For 
most of a year I made good use of those spaniels or at 
least I let them make good use of me.

Continued in part 5...

By Sailbad@storiesonline.org

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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