Chapter 5 The neighbor's dog

My name is Karen, I am thirty-six years old and a married white woman.Below is a sexual experience I experienced myself, a story about my sexual intercourse with a male dog.

I've been married for nine years and have two children.

I know very well that public opinion will think that sexual intercourse between humans and dogs is a very perverted behavior.

However, I still feel like a normal person.

I graduated from graduate school with a master's degree in economics and currently work in a reputable and profitable company in New York City.

My husband and I often travel and enjoy a positive life. I also like to play tennis very much, so please don’t think I’m a mentally ill monster. I didn’t sexually harass those cute dogs all over the city; however, I never regretted having sex with male dogs.

This probably has something to do with my childhood experiences, and those behaviors happen without any intentional arrangements.

When I was a child, my father served in the navy and often stayed home for several months without returning.

My parents are just living together and they don’t go through the marriage procedures.

When I was very young, my mother ran away from home. Fortunately, my grandparents and aunt took care of me when my father went out to sea.

However, I had to face and deal with the two stepmothers and my father's changing girlfriends who came to my house one after another, and I was often at a loss about this.

When I was fifteen, my dad got into another woman. She lived in our house for almost two months during the four months my dad left home. It was this woman who let me know about K9 (sexbetweenhumansanddgs human and dog sex).

At that time, I had a brown hunting dog named Max at home, which I raised since childhood, and I treated it as my dog, a dog that can be a friend.

Max was about eight years old when Lisa (the woman who is good to my dad) came to my house.

It didn't take long before I noticed that Lisa was a bit weird.

I often see Lisa bringing Max into her room and then closing the door and not coming out for a long time; or she takes Max out for a long time and not coming back for a long time.

One day, I went to my friend's house for a while and returned home earlier than usual.

In the past, Lisa usually called my friend's house to urge me, and I went home, but this time I came back early.

When I got home, I heard Max's breathing in Lisa's room and the sound of someone taking a shower in Lisa's room.

I walked over and opened her door and I saw Max lying on the floor, gasping constantly, as if exhausted, and it didn't even run over to meet me as usual.

At that time, although I had some sexual knowledge, and although I thought Lisa's behavior was a bit strange, I could not imagine that there would be sexual relations between a human and a dog. I just suspected that she didn't know what the hell was.

But my doubts were answered soon.That day, I caught a cold and was bedridden, and Lisa helped me get cold medicine.Although that medicine helps sleep, it hurts the stomach, so I didn't take it.

Just as I was trying to find a way to get myself asleep as soon as possible, I heard Lisa calling Max softly.

I looked out of the window and saw Lisa bringing Max into the garage across from my house.At that time, I thought she might have gone to find something.

But after a while she didn't come out, but closed the garage door from inside.

My curiosity was mobilized. I quietly got up from the bed, tiptoed to the outside of the garage, found a broken wooden box to plaster at my feet, and lay on a small window on the side of the garage to look in. I was immediately stunned by the scene in front of me.

Lisa was wearing only a T-shirt and sneakers, kneeling beside Max, sucking its penis with relish, and her hands were still rubbing Max's penis and buttocks.

After a while, Lisa crawled down like a bitch, and Max turned his head and began to sniff and lick her pussy.

After licking for a while, Max leaped over and climbed onto Lisa's body, and his swelling penis was poking around her vagina.

Lisa moaned, holding Max's cock with her hands and letting it penetrate into her vagina.

As soon as Max penetrated into the warm cave, he immediately shook his butt back and forth, raped Lisa violently.

This scene really shocked me. I will never forget the sound she made and it made. The sound was so lewd and so crazy.

I still clearly remember that Lisa was breathing heavily at that time, as if she was trying to blow out a candle.

However, seeing this scene did not make me sexually desire, but instead made me very angry. I was very angry with Max and felt that it had betrayed me.

I don't want to continue watching.

Just as I was about to get off the box, my heels hung on the edge of the broken box, and brought the box down, making a loud noise.

Max heard the sound and immediately screamed like crazy.

I ran back to my room quickly, not knowing if Lisa saw me.

A few minutes later, Lisa came to my door and knocked on the door and said she wanted to talk to me.

I didn't open the door, and my mind was thinking about my father at this time.

Does he know about Lisa?

If he knew Lisa was having sex with a dog, what would he feel?

Lisa was still knocking outside and asked me to open the door and said she wanted to talk to me in person.I didn't open the door for her, nor did I speak.

After a while, Lisa said: Forget it, let's talk later, I'm leaving now.

Seeing such a thing was beyond my expectations and also made me feel very scared.

Am I just letting Lisa go like that?

I really want to know what she was thinking and why did she do this?

So I finally opened my door and let Lisa in.

Lisa did not hesitate and told me calmly everything that happened between her and Max.

However, she was not ashamed or apologized. On the contrary, she said to me very sternly: Don’t tell what you saw!Doing that will be bad for you.Because no one will believe what you say, on the contrary, others will think you have a nerve problem.

Then, she started crying and continued while whimpering: I am a middle school teacher. If the school knew that I had such behavior, I would definitely fire me.If you don't help me keep the secret, my life will be ruined.

Lisa told me with tears in her eyes that she had already decided to break off relations with my dad.

I asked her: Then why would I explain to my dad that you left our house?What should I tell my father?

Lisa said she had told my dad that she wanted to end their relationship because she didn’t want to be a stepmother and didn’t want to take care of me all day.

She also said it was a huge mistake for her to find a man who often goes out to sea and is not at home.

She also told me that she had written to my dad, complaining that she was having a very unhappy life and wished to leave my dad and break off relations with him.

Looking at her sad appearance and weak body, I think she is really good. It is really hard to live alone in the empty gate. Maybe this is why she can't help but have sex with a dog.

I decided to forgive her and I told her that I wouldn't tell my dad about that.

After hearing what I said, Lisa's expression immediately relaxed. She thanked me for her understanding and help, but she still wanted to leave my father.

Later, we had a very harmonious chat and Lisa told me a lot of things very frankly.

She told me that a few years ago one of her boyfriends introduced her to K9 sex and encouraged her to try sex with dogs because it was a very exciting and very special experience.

Lisa told me that she had been in our house for so long and had never had sex with Max. Until my dad went out to sea for so long this time, she really wanted to have sex, so she re-experienced the K9 sex she had enjoyed before.

The reason she did this was because she had decided to end her relationship with my dad.

So, Lisa said that she did not betrayed my dad.

Now, the only thing that made her feel a little embarrassed was that her behavior was seen by me, the little girl, so she really wanted to explain to me that she didn't want me to hate her for this.

I replied, I wasn't actually hating either, I was just confused about why she did this.

Lisa explained to me how much she used to like K9 sex, and that kind of sex really brought her too much enjoyment and excitement.

Now that she saw Max, she felt that with such an opportunity, she really hoped to enjoy it again, and she really enjoyed it.

After hearing her words, I felt that Lisa was an honest woman, and my heart unconsciously moved closer to her.

Despite this, I still kind of hate Lisa.

Since my dad will have to wait four weeks before he can come back, Lisa decided to stay and live with me.

Actually, I know she wants to continue having sex with Max.

I felt very uncomfortable about this, so I started to find fault and quarrel with her.

Lisa didn't take my childish behavior seriously. She told me that there was no need for me to be so angry. Anyway, she would leave our house soon and would never come back.

That's true. Just a few days before my dad was about to come back, Lisa handed me over to my aunt and went there and never looked back.

In the next few years, I rarely remembered the things I had seen with Lisa and dog sex.

But by the time my sexual desire began to wake up at the age of eighteen, I realized that Lisa and Max had sex in the garage that day might have been a very wonderful thing.

I began to recall the scene that day constantly. Whenever I masturbated, the scenes of Lisa being fucked by Max reappeared in my mind like a movie, which made me extremely excited and quickly reached a sexual orgasm.

However, such a thing also confuses me, how can this be done?

It's so crazy and incredible to have sex with dogs.

My confusion was relieved in college because some of the students' thoughts were similar to mine, which made me feel that I was not too alternative.

One night, several of us girls were talking about sex in the dormitory. Everyone asked a girl to tell her sexual fantasy. She said: I have a secret sexual fantasy, which is to have sex with animals.

Then, several other girls also said that they had similar crazy ideas, which really made me feel much more relaxed.

I no longer think that I imagined sex with a dog was a criminal act, but I really wanted to experience it and feel the wonderful feeling.

During the summer vacation of the following year, I decided to go to Lisa and hope to have a good talk with her about the issue of bestiality.

I learned through friends that Lisa still lives in our area and knows her address.

However, when she heard my knock on the door and opened the door and saw me, she seemed very nervous, and she was resistant and defensive about my appearance.

I heard the cry of the baby in the room, and I knew she didn't want me to disturb her current life, and her family knew about her previous sex with dogs.

After a brief greeting with Lisa, I said goodbye, and we didn't talk about anything about bestiality.I don't want to disrupt her current life.

After graduating from college, I got into graduate school and I met my husband while studying in graduate school.

Before we got married, we lived together for almost a year.

My husband was my first man and we spent the happy time of our first love in the rented house.

Later, we worked hard and quickly bought a house.

During this time, I never thought about having sex with a dog.

But things changed after we moved into our new home.

Our new neighbor is an elderly couple who are more conservative and closed, so we had no contact at the beginning.

Their house is an old house with a large backyard with a male Dalmatia, a shorthair dog with black spots.

Since the yards of our two families are close to each other, the dog will often come to play with us.

One day, when I saw the dog running to my yard again, I suddenly had sexual fantasies about it.

I was surprised how I had such an idea. I thought, maybe Lisa's influence on me years ago played a subtle role in my subconscious.

I was wondering, what would Lisa do if she saw such a dog alone in her yard?

Involuntarily, I looked at its penis with great attention.

It is a short haired dog and can easily see its penis, although it did not have an erection at that time.

Looking at the dog, looking at its unerected, but still eye-catching penis, I was filled with Lisa and Max having sex.

Then, I began to fantasize about the scene where I had sex with this dog myself.

I tried desperately to suppress such thoughts in my heart, but every time I saw it running into our yard and silently looking at it alone in my yard, I felt that it was really hard for me to resist such temptation, the temptation to have sex with it.

I decided to turn my fantasy into reality.

One morning I saw it standing next to my house and after making sure there was no one nearby, I took a few small cookies from the kitchen, opened the back door and walked to it.

After feeding it a few cookies, I brought it into my house.

Now, I'm alone in a private space without anyone else's disturbance.

I fed it a few more biscuits and gave it some water. What should I do next? I felt very hesitant and nervous. Should I try to have sex with it?

My hands were shaking and I didn't know what would happen below.

I suddenly thought, was it castrated?Maybe it cannot have sex, right?This idea made me feel a little more relaxed, and I wanted to explore its body to confirm my thoughts.

I slowly knelt beside it, reached to its lower abdomen with my hands, gently stroked it there, and searched for its penis.

It didn't pay attention to my movements, probably thinking that my caress was just an expression of its love.

I continued my movements, held its penis in my hands, and began to gently stroke it up and down.

At this moment, it obviously felt something. It stopped drinking water and turned to look at me.

I immediately felt its penis begin to harden and slowly stick its head out of the foreskin.

I felt a little scared, so I stopped the movements in my hands, stood up and kicked it. It barked lightly, turned around and ran out of the back door of my house.

Afterwards, I was very guilty and regretful. I felt that I was committing a crime and I thought I would never do such a thing again.

However, this self-blame and guilt did not last long because I could not forget the stimulation that the dog's penis gradually erection brought to me under my caress.

This shows that the dog is very human and responds well to the stimulation I give it.

I decided to find an opportunity to be alone with it again and try to stimulate its penis.

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That morning, I saw it wandering around its yard and walked out of the room and strolled back and forth around it to attract its attention.

It saw me and ran through the grass towards my yard.

I greeted it with gestures, turned around and walked into my room, and it followed me and entered my house.

It was only me and it in the room, I knelt down again and began to rub its penis.

The penis head was rubbed out of my foreskin by the movement of me rubbing it, red and pointed, with some liquid coming out of the top.

I wanted to see it more carefully, so I gently stroked it, letting it lie on its side slowly, spread its hind legs, and completely expose its penis to me.

I touched its penis carefully and tried to prevent my nails from scratching its tender flesh. I slowly opened its foreskin to expose my penis as much as possible.

Soon, its penis had become very hard, standing firmly, fiery red, about six or seven inches long.

It seemed to enjoy my caress and playing with its penis, lying quietly, allowing me to explore its secrets very peacefully.

Oh, I really liked its cock, I was hoping for a bigger progress in the stroke and I needed it.

So I took it upstairs and into my bedroom, which I felt would be more secretive and safer here.

When I was going up the stairs, my legs kept trembling and my heart kept trembling. Am I taking risks?

It followed me at first, but soon rushed past me, standing at the top of the stairs looking at me, waiting for me.

Its tail was shaking constantly, and its penis was still hanging firmly under its belly.

I climbed up the stairs with difficulty and grabbed its penis. Ah, it was so hot, so heavy object, I love it so much!

Release the hand holding its penis, I stood up and walked into the bedroom, which was following me all the time.

When I closed the door, I realized that something big was going to happen between me and it.

My sexual impulse suddenly filled my whole body, and my body trembled in the fire of desire.

It ran towards me, stretched out its nose and sniffed my crotch, then stretched out its red tongue and began to lick my pussy.

It's 8:30 in the morning. I just woke up shortly after I was wearing only a narrow thong and a nightgown on my outside.

The hem of my nightgown is relatively long, covering my lower body, and it does not directly touch my body.

It continued to sniff and lick my lower body, and I looked at it, wondering what else it could do, so I uncovered my nightgown and exposed my lower body to it.

It immediately stepped forward, its wet nose pressed against my pussy and licked my pussy covered by my pants with its tongue.

I took off my trousers and nightgown while enjoying it licking, and then swayed over its head with them.

It raised its head, followed my swaying clothes, and sniffed hard.

I raised my hand and threw the clothes on the floor. It immediately fell over and licked and sniffed the clothes I had just taken off.

Now, I'm naked.

It smelled my clothes for a while, then raised its head again and licked back and forth between my naked pussy.

I stepped back a little and tried to avoid its tongue, but it followed immediately, continuing to lick my pussy.

Then, I sat on the edge of the bed, lifted my legs upwards, and made my vagina protrude on the edge of the bed, making it easier to lick my labia, clitoris and anus. The numb and tender feeling was really comfortable!

After a while, I put down my legs and crossed them.

Because it couldn't lick my vagina, it jumped onto the bed and crawled towards me.

Its front paws were placed on my shoulders, stretched out its head to lick my face and forehead, and turned to lick my breasts.

My breasts swayed up and down while licking the rough tongue, which felt very wonderful.

After a while, it returned to my legs, and this time I opened my knees and exposed my vagina so that it could easily lick my labia.

At this time, it jumped out of the bed and searched hard on my vagina with its nose.

Its tongue swept across my labia, teasing the nerves of desire deep in my heart.

Then, its tongue tried to penetrate into my vagina.

However, it didn't seem to be too enthusiastic at the beginning and didn't completely focus on my vagina, although it had been licking my lower abdomen and pubic hair for a long time.

However, I was still stimulated by its licking and felt very comfortable. My nipples were already stimulating and stood up.

Then, it seemed as if it had lost interest in me, it retreated and turned around and lay at my feet.

I thought it might end the game, and I didn't know how to proceed, so I stood up and prepared to go to the bathroom to clean my body.

But it moved faster than mine, and suddenly got up and rushed to me, stretching its head between my legs again.

I backed back a little, pushed it a little bit away, and opened my legs so that it could lick my pussy.

At first, it licked up and down vertically on my pussy, and then it tilted its head again and began licking from left to right.

I lifted one leg up and put it on the bed so that it could lick me more smoothly.

It was really comfortable. I couldn't help but try to open my legs and open my vagina to it completely. I put my hands on my knees to fix my wide open legs so that I could enjoy its verbal service to me better.

It was really comfortable to lick my pussy.

Now, not only can I see its head squirming between my legs, but also clearly hear the sound of its tongue licking my vagina, pubic hair and anus.

It felt so good that I couldn't help but moan softly.

However, the next thing happened made me almost give up on this kind of enjoyment.

That's it, because I wanted to enjoy the stimulation it brought to me more, I used my fingers to push my labia away, thinking that its tongue would penetrate deeper into my vagina.

But at this moment it licked the wedding ring on my finger, which reminded me of my husband.

A feeling of guilt arose in my heart, and I hesitated, wondering if I should stop such a crime.

However, the feeling of being licked by it is so wonderful that I really can't order myself to stop enjoying this way.

I moved my hand away and let it concentrate on licking my pussy.

After a while, it penetrated deeper and deeper into my vagina, its tongue stirred in my vagina, and its wet nose pushed into my hole. The hair on its face rubbed against my labia and stimulated my clitoris. I moaned with its stimulation, giving it encouragement, and telling it that I enjoyed its licking and deeper.

I can't describe how wonderful that feeling is. Its tongue licked every inch of the flesh inside and outside my vagina, and I could even clearly feel it licking every tiny fold on my labia.

But, just when I needed it very much, it seemed to lose interest in my body again. It stopped, turned around and lay at my feet.

I waited for a moment, hoping it would come back and lick my pussy again.

Under its licking, I was on the verge of orgasm, and I really hope it can continue to eat me and let me ascend to heaven.

But, after I waited for a while, it didn't come to lick me again. I thought, forget it, let's just come here, okay, I'll go and clean it.

I got up and got out of bed, picked up my pajamas and trousers from the ground, and at this time, I found it licking my sheets.

I looked over and found a large wet mark on the sheets. It was where I was sitting just now. My vaginal fluid flowed out of my body, making the sheets wet.

It seemed that it liked the smell very much, and I thought it might have to continue, so I sat down again, opened my legs, and hoped it would come and eat me again.

Sure enough, when it saw me sitting on the bed again, it crawled over and lay between my legs, licking my vagina again.

The excitement just now immediately filled my whole body again. While enjoying its tongue, I rubbed my clitoris with my hands.

Just as I was about to climax, it stopped and turned to lick my pubic hair on the inner side of my thigh.

I felt a little depressed and had to continue rubbing myself with my hands.

It wanted to lick me again, but my hands didn't move away and continued to rub my clitoris hard while it licked my fingers.

Ah！

oh!

I finally reached orgasm, feeling like I had never felt before, and excitement I had never felt before. Under the licking of the dog, I masturbated and climaxed.

I was lost in my orgasm and collapsed on the bed.

It lay on its back and forked body and began to lick my vagina again.

Ah!The afterglow of a wave of orgasm has not subsided, and its licking once again brought me to the peak of sexual desire, Ah!

I pushed its head away with all my strength. For ten minutes, I couldn't get up, so I could only stare at the ceiling, allowing the excitement of sexual desire to penetrate my entire body and soul like a tide.

When I recovered from my sexual orgasm, I saw it standing beside me, with my penis standing firmly, and I decided to give it a blowjob, too, in return for the wonderful enjoyment it gave me.

So I sat up and reached over and grabbed its penis.

Then I started to stroke its cock up and down and scratched its testicles with my fingers. I looked at its expression carefully and seemed to have some pleasant reaction when I saw it.

Then I knelt down and observed its penis up close.

Crawling under its abdomen, its hard penis was right in front of my face, and I smelled a fishy smell.

I think it would be better to clean its cock first and then have a blowjob.

So I went to the bathroom to get a sponge that had been dipped in water and gently wiped its cock.

It didn't seem to object to my cleaning of it, standing there motionlessly, even when I wiped its penis with a towel, it kept its quiet posture.

After wiping, I lay down again and began to find the best angle and position to suck its cock.

After thinking for a while, I lifted its front legs and put its upper body on the edge of the bed to keep its body upright.

Then, I knelt beside it, tilted my head, supported myself with my trembling hands, and began to suck its cock.

I first touched the tip of its penis with the tip of my tongue, as if there was no bad smell, so I stretched my head and took the front half of its penis, and then slowly swallowed its entire cock, while licking the hard and hot cock with my tongue.

Until my lips were already facing the protruding part behind its penis, I slowly spit out its cock and then slowly swallowed it in. I sucked its cock in a steady and soothing rhythm.

Occasionally, I would also wrap its penis tightly with my lips, shake my head up and down quickly, allowing its penis to thrust in and out quickly in my mouth; I would also stop for a while and gently stroke its cock with my hands.

As I sucked his cock, I could hear his gasp getting heavier and heavier, and the pace of his gasp became faster and faster.

Clear liquid began to emerge from its penis head and quickly covered its penis head.

I think this might be its semen, but then I found out that it was just some secretions that flowed out before it ejaculated.

I licked some of the liquid, and there was a sweet smell. I was surprised that the smell was not so annoying, so I licked its penis head clean without hesitation.

Soon, I felt that it was about to reach its peak. It was about to ejaculate. It began to become a little anxious and seemed a little unstable. I had to reach out to support its ribs and let it not fall down.

Its butt began to sway back and forth, making its cock thrust in my mouth faster.This action left it out of balance, and its two front paws fell from the edge of the bed to the ground.

I held its body, let it lie down on the side, continued to serve it with my hands and mouth.

I thought it must be very comfortable at this time. I saw it lying flat, its eyes closed, its gasping heavily, and its tongue drooped for a long time.

It lay there tamely, letting my mouth and hands move on its penis, and occasionally, it would look up and look at me, as if seeing how I served it.

Then, it will lie back, close its eyes and continue to enjoy my blowjob for it.

Suddenly, it began to howl, feeling as if it was a little difficult to breathe, its gasp became increasingly unstable, and then its body began to tremble, and a large thrust of semen ejaculated.

I watched it ejaculate in surprise, and its ejaculation was very powerful, and the ejaculation time was nearly three minutes.

Its semen is very hot, thinner and bitter than men's semen. I found that its semen is very unpalatable, much harder than men's semen.

Originally, I wanted to swallow its cum, but I finally gave up the idea and I spit the cum that was cum in my mouth onto the floor.

After ejaculation, its penis softened rapidly, and its stem quickly retracted back into its lower abdomen, leaving only a small glans close to its belly.

It lay on the floor with some fatigue, and I gently stroked its body, allowing it to be quiet and rested.

My mouth, hands, floor and carpet were filled with its cum. I went to the bathroom to rinse my mouth, took out a wet towel, and cleaned the floor and carpet.

After cleaning up, I was still unsatisfied and I really wanted to do it with it once.

So I put on my bathrobe and went downstairs to see if its owner was looking for it.

I was happy to find that there was no one around my house and I knew no one would come to disturb me at this time.

Back in the bedroom upstairs, I saw it still lying on the floor, gasping.

I really hope to have sex with it immediately, but I was a little worried about whether it would still be willing to continue playing with me after ejaculation. I don’t know if I should really seize this opportunity.

I walked downstairs again, went to the kitchen to get some water for it, and went upstairs to feed it to drink.

Fortunately, after drinking some water, it recovered its strength and, after a sequel, it stood up.

I wanted to lure it to fuck me, so I sat on the edge of the bed, opened my bathrobe, and tried to spread my legs, opening my pussy without panties to it.

It immediately walked towards me and sucked my pussy again.

While thrusting my lower body to cooperate with its licking, I reached out and rubbed my clitoris, trying to further arouse its interest in me.

Then, I turned around and knelt on the edge of the bed, letting it lick my pussy and anus from behind.

From this angle, its mouth and nose can penetrate deep into my vagina, so it licked my vagina and anus hard with its tongue.

I kept this position for about three minutes, and then turned around and sat back on the edge of the bed.

At this time, I saw its penis completely erect and hung straight on its abdomen.

It stood up again with its hind legs, with its front paws on the bed, and stood forward hard, it was obvious that it was trying to get into me.

I leaned towards it and reached for my hand to hold its cock.It probably thought it would enter my body when I was held, so it started thrusting quickly.

I pushed it away again, sliding my body from the edge of the bed to the floor, and trying to open my legs in front of it.

It lay on me and began to use its penis to tentatively search for my cave.

After many attempts, it still couldn't enter my body, and there was no way, so I had to reach out to help it again.

Under my guidance, it finally penetrated into my vagina...Ah!I can't believe I've really had sex with a dog.

My breasts were shaking around by his thrusting. I could hear the sound of its body hitting my pussy. I moaned loudly, enjoying the feeling very much.

In just two minutes, its high-frequency thrusting movement like a machine sent me to a sexual orgasm. My vagina contracted hard, making it difficult for it to maintain the rhythm of thrusting, but it still worked very hard and thrust for about fifteen minutes. It also reached orgasm, and a large amount of semen shot directly into my vagina.

It ejaculated for a long time. Although its body was crawling on my body motionlessly, its penis was still jumping in my vagina, and it was reluctant to leave my body for a long time.

We connected together and remained motionless for about three minutes, and it gasped heavily, its head lying on my shoulders.

After a while, I couldn't bear the burden of its body, so I pulled back my arms that supported me and lay on the carpet to take a break.

Maybe it thought I wanted to escape, so it pressed me tightly with its two front paws and its hind limbs tightly clamped my crotch.

Later, it found that I had no intention of getting out of its body. It relaxed again, and its penis continued to beating in my body, as if it was still releasing its sexual desire.

After about two minutes, it suddenly jumped away, and its penis was pumping out of my vagina with a breath, and a large stream of semen immediately overflowed from my vagina and flowed surgingly onto the carpet.

Looking at my pussy that was fucked by it and the dog semen rushing out, I really couldn't believe that I was raped by the dog like this, and I was enjoying the process so much.

My face turned flushed, my hair was wet with sweat, and my body was covered with sweat and a slutty smell.

I am really tired. I feel like I have just been engaged in heavy physical labor or have just completed a large amount of physical activity.

Walking into the bathroom, I carefully cleaned my body, hoping not to leave any traces and breath after having sex with the dog.

When I got back to it, I saw that its cock was still not retracting completely, which made me a little worried.

I wanted to drive it out of my house, but I was afraid that others would see it inappropriately, so I went downstairs first to see if anyone was passing by near my house.

Fortunately, everything was fine, but when I returned upstairs, it was still lying there and still not recovering its strength, and it seemed that I was exhausted.

I tried many ways to get it up, but all failed, so I had to sit next to me and wait for it to recover.I waited for more than twenty minutes before I blasted it up and drove it out of the house.

Afterwards, I felt very guilty. I was sorry for my husband. I actually had an affair with a dog.

However, I really enjoy every minute and every second of having sex with it. I know that whenever I have the chance in the future, I will continue to have sex with it.

In this way, I have been in a sexual relationship with this dog for more than two years.

At that time, although I didn’t work all day, I didn’t have sex with it every day. I often had no sexual contact with it for weeks or even months, because it was not very convenient and the opportunity was not very easy to find.

However, I still try my best to find opportunities to be with it, but we don’t necessarily have substantial sexual intercourse, and most of the time we do oral sex with each other.

Actually, I really like to let it lick my pussy with a warm tongue, and I also like to have oral sex for it, because I especially like to lick and eat the liquid that flows out before it ejaculates, which tastes very good, so I will have oral sex for it once I have the chance, mainly to eat its liquid.

In fact, it is a big risk to actually have sexual intercourse with it. If you cannot get out quickly because of the chains, you may have a very embarrassing scene, such as being discovered by others.

Maybe many people don’t know that there is a ball protrusion at the base of the penis of a male dog. Whenever they have sex, the protrusion will expand and be tightly stuck in the vagina, making it tightly chained with me and I unable to get out. The protrusion will not shrink until it completely vents and completes mating.

So, I always have to do intercourse when I am very sure that I can stay with it for a long time without anyone disturbing me.

However, although I would be a little worried, the feeling of insertion was indeed very wonderful.

In terms of the strength and depth of the insertion, no one of the men I have ever dated can compare with it, which allows me to enjoy the extraordinary joy of having sex with men.

Of course, for dogs, I just regard them as a good sexual tool, so there is no need to worry about having many emotional entanglements like a man they are with.

When I really enjoyed having sex with it, it was on my husband’s days on business trips on business.

During those days, I would look for every opportunity to have sex with it, and I knew its owner wouldn't look for it everywhere during the day, so we had long enough together.

I would take off my feet and walk around the house naked, tease it and attract it to fuck me actively.

Generally speaking, when it follows me, sniffs between my legs with its nose, it means it is already moved and is ready for sex.

At this time, I brought it into the guest room, where there was a small single bed that looked like a platform.

We often have sex there, so once we get into that room, it knows what will happen down.

Sometimes, I find it dragging its hard cock and waiting for me in that room early.

At this time, I couldn't wait to make out with my husband before he left home. Of course, we were just having oral sex and did not dare to have sexual intercourse.

However, I feel very excited to be able to use my mouth to climax. I also know that it also like men, likes to be blowjobed by women and likes to cum in women's mouths.

Sometimes, I would sit naked on the sofa, apply butter, jam, etc. to my nipples, neck, belly, pussy and anus, and let it lick it clean.

The only problem with doing this is that it is always unwilling to lick it in one place for a long time.

I like it licking my labia and clitoris, but it often turns around and licks other places when I’m about to climax.

So, I always masturbate first, and let it lick me when it is almost time to climax, so that its powerful, warm, wet tongue will bring me to the peak of sexual desire.

In the two years I've been in a sexual relationship with it, we've almost been spotted once.

My husband plays softball with his friends every Saturday, and he usually leaves home at 9 a.m. and returns around 3 p.m.

That time, it hadn't had sex with him for two months. After my husband left, I saw it wandering outside my room and decided to take it home for a while.

Like every time I have sex, I sucked its cock first, ate the liquid that flowed out before it ejaculated, and just as I took off my clothes and lay on the floor to let it penetrate me, I suddenly heard the sound of the car brakes in front of my house.

I was shocked and quickly got up and looked out of the window. When I saw my husband's car parked outside the door.

I quickly put on my bathrobe, locked the dog with a hard cock in the guest room, and locked the door.

I ran down from the upper floor and thought quickly in my mind.

I was worried that it was whistling because it was locked in the room alone, so how should I explain it to my husband?

Why do the neighbor's dog stay in my guest room with his hard cock?

Fortunately, he was not in a hurry to enter the room, but instead sorted out tools, parts and so on in the garage.

Seeing me coming out of the room, he told me that his friends who played with him did not go.

I told him that the milk, eggs and other daily necessities at home were gone, and I wanted him to go to the supermarket to buy some back.Fortunately, he drove away without saying anything.

Seeing my husband's car driving out of my sight, I quickly ran back upstairs, opened the door and let the dog go out, and drove it away from the back door of my house.

Since then, I have decided that as long as my husband has not left the city where we live, I will not have sexual intercourse with it.

If someone saw me having sex with a dog, the consequences would be terrible and unimaginable.

Later, it was not until three weeks later that my husband went to another city on business trip on duty that I started having sex with it again.

Later, I became pregnant with our first child and I decided not to have any form of sexual contact with it.

Of course, it was not easy to do this at the beginning. Whenever I saw it wandering outside my house, I really wanted to mate with it.

However, my husband accidentally installed a five-foot fence in my backyard, completely severing our connection.

Slowly, I calmed down from the anxiety of desperately having sex with a dog, but whenever I recall every bit of sex with it, I was still very excited and sweet.

Now, it has been five years since the last time I had sex with a dog, and since then, I have never betrayed my husband, whether it is a dog or a human being.

This is my story.