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When I was "younger" I used to go visit my Aunt Jenny down state. She had a large and pretty house, with three levels. The second floor was where all the bedrooms were. The first floor was the kitchen, living room, dinning room, and my aunt's boyfriend (at the time), Steve's office. And the basement.
The basement had a rec room, a TV room, laundry room, and a place for my aunt's dog, Ozzy to be held if they had to go out.
Ozzy was a big mutt. He came up to about my stomach with his head. He had short white and brown fur with some black blotches. He was strong and playful. He could and had knocked me over more then once. And he was friendly. Too friendly at times.
There was this one Thanksgiving weekend i was staying at my aunt's. It started at dinner time. We were all eating and i was feeding some stuff off of my plate to Ozzy, under the table. So he stayed close by. My family always dresses for Thanksgiving dinner, and I was wearing a nice dress, my mom had bought me.
At some point I felt anxious as he kept sticking his snout between my legs, and up my dress. I felt his warm tongue lick my thighs. I tried not to react as I pushed him away. The dirty dog continued a few times. Again and again I felt the warmth of his nose tongue against my panties. I shuddered slightly and pushed him away. He finally did this one other time to which I had to close and cross my legs to keep him out.
I knew I was blushing at the table and it seemed like people were looking at me even if they weren't. Conversations went on as normal throughout the evening and people started leaving at about 9 p.m. at night.
I went up to the room I was staying in and got ready for bed putting on my pajamas brushing my hair. Then I went downstairs into the basement to watch TV.
I laid on the couch zoning out to the TV when Ozzy came up next to me and sat down, wanting me to pet him. At some point he got up and adjusted where he sat, and started nuzzling again my lower bathing suit area. Sniffing me, his snout pushed against me, which was oddly excited. Banging and crashing into my young clitorus. It sent odd sensations through my body.
Blushing, I sat forward. I pulled down my PJ's and panties just enough to show him. He walked to me and started to sniff. The air pulled past my tiny wet button, a very odd sensation. Then I felt his warm, wet tongue lap at my virgin girlhood. I leaped back. Pulled up my clothes, and sat down crossing my legs. Excitement and shame both beamed into me, like a jolt of electricity.
It was such an unusual and incompatible sensation. It was such an arousing event, I'm getting wet even remembering and writing this. I dug my hand into my panties. I touched my super wet lips down there. I know that Ozzy couldn't have gotten me this wet with one lick. This was me. I lifted my wet fingers to my nose, to confirm. It was, then thinking about it, how boys are always talking about eating pussy, in hushed tones. And watching Ozzy pacing and watching me. I opened my mouth and slid my fingers in wrapping my lips around my two wet digits, and sucking my own flavor of off them. It was an odd lite flavor, slightly alkaline slightly slimy in texture. It was weird. It was making my panties moist.
The shame was weird too. It was, I don't know, embarrassing, and just sort of felt wrong. That also excited me a bit. And I sat in my shame and wetness sucking on my slick fingers, feeling like the slut, my mom always accused me of being. Anger at that thought built up from within me. Coupled with the shame, I declared "screw it".
I jumped off the couch and headed towards the stairs. Ozzy followed his nails clicking against the floor. I turned to him a brought him back by the couch and told him to sit and stay.
I went up to see where my Aunt and her boyfriend were. The first floor was dark and quiet. I heard some noise coming from about where my aunts room is on the floor above.
I tried my best to sneak up the creaky wooden stairs. I slipped over to my aunt's bedroom door. I gently pressed my ear against the closed door, to listen. I heard some noises but they were just like soft sighs or maybe yawns. Perhaps my Aunt was praying, because I think I heard her mention God, but I was pretty certain they were down for the night.
I crept quietly back down stairs to the basement. Ozzy was laying out on the floor where I left him. I gave him a little pat on the head as I stepped over him. "Good boy" I said to him. I looked down at him, laying there. My heart was beating out of my chest with nervous debate.i could feel my body leaning towards doing something shameful. Then I could almost hear my mom yelling at me, urging me to do it. "Go ahead you dumb little slut! Ozzy just laid there.
I was pretty naive at that time. I understood what sex was, but things like masturbation and blowjobs were unclear to me. Masturbation (jerking off, beating it, jacking off...etc.) was something boys did. I couldn't figure out why blowing on a penis would be enjoyable for anyone. And i must admit I am still not sure about "giving head". Who gives, who receives? It's oral sex I'm pretty sure. I say all of this to give perspective on what happened next.
To be crass, there I was, angry and horny. My white cotton panties were wet and cold when they touched against my gap. The TV played "Inside Edition" as i looped my thumbs inside my pajama pants and cotton undies. I roboticlly pulled them down to the floor and stepped out of them. I picked them up and tossed them on the couch.
I let the cool basement air wrap around me. Goosebumps turned the skin on my legs and my tush to Braille. I rubbed my hands down the now rough flesh of my usually soft thighs. It felt so unfamiliar to me, so exciting. I let my hands roam around my exposed skin. It was exhilarating to me. I felt both amorous and vulnerable. I quietly quivered and squeed to myself.
Ozzy looked up at me, as I sat down on the couch. He lazily rose to his feet. He shook off the sleep that had almost taken him. He looked up on the couch, and buried his nose in my discarded clothing. He pulled out my panties, and started licking them.
I think I was a little jealous. My fingers slid inside my warm wetness as I watched Ozzy enjoy my undies and paying no attention to me. "Ozzy" I scolded him quietly. "Ozzy, don't rip them". My fingers slid against my slutty little clit. OMG, it felt so good. Slickly moving my fingers on it, I had caught the dog's attention. He left my wet underwear behind. He came towards me panting, with almost a smile on his face. I skooched my butt forward on the cushion , and lifted my left foot bracing it on the couch.
Ozzy cold wet nose hit my clit like a iceberg. I squeaked louder then I would have liked. He sniffed me for a second, then his hot rough tongue slid across my juice covered snatch. Crazy pleasure sensations electrified my young innocent body. My back arched uncontrollably. My eyes closed and rolled back in my head. I grabbed the couch' s arm tightly for stability, with one hand. With the other hand I grabbed Ozzy's head. My legs spread wide apart like the splits, leaving myself vulnerable to the dog's sloppy mouth.
I buried my face into a couch pillow and I screamed and moaned out in utter ecstasy the likes of which I had never felt before.
The strong wet sloppy tongue slid across my slutty little pussy unrelentingly. I quivered with every pass. Parts of my body moved without my consent. Ozzy didn't care. He just kept licking my slutty hole. His head adjusted to my spasming movement, turning side to side.
Juices dripped down to my puckered anus. I felt them pool inside. It was cold and a little weird but it felt so slutty right now. I lifted my hips up and let go of the couch. My fingers slid behind my leg and touched my between my butt cheeks. I rubbed the juices into my tight little puckered butthole. It was so slick that my finger dove effortlessly inside.
Ozzy took note of my hand and bent his face down below my slimy wanting cunt, and his tongue slipped across my butt crack and over my anus. I let out a strange, uncomfortably loud sound well beyond my control. Tears rolled down my cheeks. The exhilaration hit me like a hammer. I dropped my butt back onto the couch, almost trapping the poor dogs head.
He stepped back and tilted his head quizzically. I grabbed the TV romote and muted it. I listened for sounds upstairs. I thought for a second I might have heard something, but after about 30 seconds I chalked it up to fear and imagination. I had noticed Ozzy's red penis poking out of his fur, and he was licking it. (It really did kind of look like a lipstick). Unmuting the TV I turned it down a little bit.
I sat back and spread my legs. My mom's voice echoed in my head "slut!". I smiled, "here Ozzy" I beckoned to him. And he came and returned to licking.
The thought of his tongue between my butt cheeks was racing through my head. I wanted more of that, but how?
I tossed my scream pillow over the coffee table onto the rug. I pushed Ozzy back and told him to "hold on". I moved the coffee table back to the couch. "Here boy" I called to the eager dog, and ran forward. His snout slipped straight up my gap and returned to licking. I blushed as I though, "so this is sex...mmm".
My legs quivered with a strange weakness. I tried to turn to get my sex slave puppy, to lick my ass, but I keep going back to my vagina. So got down on my knees, and grabbed my face bury pillow and bent down low into the pillow, sticking my butt nice and high. Ozzy took the bait. His rough tongue, licked aggressively all over my rush. Then finding my tiny bunghole, he licked at it over and over.
I lost my fucking mind. I screamed and bit into the stupid pillow, my body physically shuttering in uncontrolled pleasure. It was utterly indescribable. I was reeling with stimulation. Juices dripped down both of my thighs. I hardly notice when Ozzy had stopped. Pillow still clutched in my mouth I peeked back to see Ozzy licking himself again. I was like, omg.
Unaware, I tried to catch my breath. I felt warm fur slide across my back. I was not really thinking about it. I felt his paws clutch either side of my hips. I was still trying to focus on the here and now. Did I orgasm? I wasn't sure. Something warm, wet and firm bumped and poked against my thighs and butt. My mind was still foggy as I turned to see what was happening. The movement must have adjusted our angles just right, because I felt this hard doggy cock slide in to violate my my tight virgin pussy.
"Ohmygod" I cried out in surprise. The massive organ stretched my tiny vagina. It was painful but crazy at the same time. This a****l was clutching me tightly as his back half pumped mechanically into me. His huge cock sliding in and out of my sloppy soaked pussy. I felt it all. The pointy tip bumping into my insides. The bulging center widening my tunnel. The be-ast' s balls slamming into my pussy lips and clitorus. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I grunted with each thrust. "O-Ozzy, no." I pleaded. " P-please stop" but my pleas fell on deaf un-understanding ears.
There we were, this strong young dog and his new bitch. He pounded the fuck out of my tiny vagina. I felt every thrust. I felt the veins of his penis rippling against my channel. I felt, with every pump, a hot jet of fluid squirt from the dog's cock, trying to impregnate me. I was scared. I wasn't sure if that could happen. Ozzy didn't care. He just held me tight and pumped and trusted his 10 inch cock into his whore.
His balls continued to slam into me. They started to feel firmer at the top. It was so crazy. I screamed and cried into the pillow. My mom was so right. The pain was not as bad anymore and it was starting to drive me nuts with waves of pleasure. His balls got bigger and harder. He kept slamming them into me. My pussy reacted, fluid coated my inner legs, a wet spot was forming underneath us. He relentlessly pumped and thrusted is cock and forced what I thought were his balls inside me. It was exquisite ecstasy.
So apparently some ani-mal penises come with what is called a knot. The knot expands inside the female, and locks them together as his semen continues to pump into his mate.
The knot was insane. I was half crying from pain. The rolling pumping massive knob banged violently against my stupid clitorus. It was too much. I now know I hadn't orgasmed earlier, because I felt the most intense feeling of...of...(fucking words can't even come close to describing the feeling).
I blacked out for a moment. It must have been a sight, if someone had seen it. My half naked limp body moved only but a big actual horn-dog, mercilessly pumping his ani-mal seed into the helpless young girl's unresponsive body.
The thrusting pressure is what brought me back. My poor womb felt warm and heavy with Ozzy's savage jizzum. The huge phallus slipping back and forth enlarging the drenched walls of my violated uterus. Waves of the orgasmic pleasure slowly subsided, while new painfully pleasurable stimulations arose from the rhythmic attack of the dog's over-sized knot banging into my pleasure button. i moaned deeply. ani-malistically.
a soreness also started to creep in. "Please stop" i quietly begged him. Pumping, and thrusting, panting a squirting, this friendly, family dog continued to unwittingly ra-pe me. shame covered me as i heard my mom laughing in my head. "What a dumb slut" i could hear her say. "This is the best you'll ever get, because this dog is all you deserve."
I got angry again and adjusted myself. I stabilized my arms, to raise my chest and head up. Ozzy adjusted as well. Me, positioned on all fours, like a true bitch, seemed to prod him on even more. His pumping got faster, as did his breathing. His furry legs tightened on my waist. Sperm dripped out of my pussy, onto the rug. It started to feel so fucking good again. I could feel him getting even more excited, and the turned me on more. i whispered back quietly, "Fuck me, boy." and i angrily uttered to the darkness, "Fuck you, mommy."
I don't quite remember what happened very well. I was rocked into ecstasy again. i barely had the wherewithal to grab the pillow just in time to let a load moan of pleasure into it. Then, just as the furry warm body dropped off of me, i felt a rough pulling pain from my puss. Ozzy let out a pretty loud "yelp." I cringed at the sound as well as the pain.
Although he was done using my young little body for his own be-astial lust, His knot had joined us together. This thing was way too big to pop out of my poor tortured pussy. I could still feel his dick squirting his semen into my womb. We were attached by the knot, facing opposite directions. We were buttocks to buttocks . His furry tail rubbing between my young butt cheeks he turned painfully yanking my insides, and started licking himself. occasionally his tongue would strike my pussy, which helped.
"Hold still." I pleaded painfully, to no avail. That was when I noticed Uncle Steve standing there, mouth open in confusion. "Hun, w-what are you doing?" he asked calmly. I grabbed the pillow and buried my face in it as i screamed with all i had. Ozzy yelped, and a quief came out. i started crying. Uncle Steve came over and kneeled down next to me. He compassionately stroked my hair. "Sweetheart? Are you okay? How did this happen?" He asked me, his voice flowing with concern.
I looked up at him, and tried to speak. Tears of pain, but more of embarrassment flowed down my cheeks. He wrapped his arms around me. His arms were strong and comforting. As he held me I felt his hands slowly move across my boyish curves. It started to feel a little inappropriate.
His hand slide down my backside. "Are you in pain?" He inquired. I snivelled out a whiny answer, "a little." His hand slid around Ozzy's exposed engorged shaft, as well as my slippery wet lips which still surrounded his dog's knot. "You poor things" he told us, his fingers roaming my exposed vulnerable vagina. I shuttered as his light touch of his finger trapping my clitorus against the dog's swollowen hardness. I let out a light gasp of pleasure.
He rubbed me for couple of moments. I panted a bit and my body jerked involuntarily. Ozzy let out a low whimper. "Please..." i murmured. He stood up, "Sorry, are...sorry." he said. I could see his pants had a bit of a teepee. I blushed hard at this. He seemed oblivious to this, as He looked down at me. "I should go get your Aunt Jen" he said. "WHAT!" it came out way too loudly. "No please, Uncle Steve" i begged. He looked at for a moment.
There was a struggle in his eyes. I could tell he was assessing all his options. He looked to the stairs. "Okay, sweetheart. We'll figure this out." He said as he walked to the stairs. "I'll be right back." He said as he disappeared up.
My mind reeled in fear. Was he getting Aunt Jenny? I watched the stairway desperately, awaiting my fate. I ached a bit from my stretched out little vagina. I heard soft padded feet gingerly make their way down, until Uncle Steve appeared again. I sighed softly in relief.
Uncle Steve slowly approached. He carried something dark in one hand, and several towels in the other. I could see that his sweatpants were stretched to their limits by his bulge. Again i blushed. He stopped at about ten feet from us. He tossed the towels off to the side. And lifted the dark object up, aiming it at us. I could see it was his cell phone. "W-what are you doing!?!" I whispered a shout. He slowly moved forward, keeping the camera lens trained on us. "I'm sorry, but nobody is going to believe this. I just want some proof...just incase." He told me as his camera voyeristically floated over us. Over my exposed young ass, showing where Ozzy was joined to me.
As well as underneath exposing my soaking wet, swollenly filled, raw pussy lips with the massive red invader still owning it.
"P-Please..." I begged. "...Don't do this" He turned it off and palmed it. He stepped in front of me. His bulge almost hitting my face. He dropped to one knee. "Hun, it's just to protect us. No one will ever see it, I promise" he said as he ran his fingers through my hair, and down to caress my cheek.
He stood back up and headed of towards the laundry room. He grabbed a bucket, as He disappeared. I heard the squeak of the faucet, and heavy water pounding into the plastic orange depot bucket, filling it.
He came out carrying the heavy bucket after a few minutes. He walked over and put the bucket down. His eyes looked different. I noticed his sweatpants were sitting on his hips differently, and shirt was off kilter. I think he may have been touching himself in the laundry room. I was ...i didn't know...anything at that moment.
He stood in front of me. Looming over my as I was helpless. " Sweetheart, have you ever sucked one of these?" He asked as he pulled his huge hard on from his pants, right in front of my face. "N-no" i said timidly. "Go on, give it a try. Open..." He said as he pushed his cock forward and his left had pushed my head towards it. I opened my mouth and let the fleshy rod slide between my young lips. He sighed deeply with relief. He slowly withdrew his hot dick half way, then rhythmically slide it back in. I gagged a bit. "Relax, sweetheart" he told me, as He continued to pump his big hard dick into my young mouth. "Mmmm, that's good, as much as you can."
The fleshy rod slid through my lips. I felt the veins of his penis playing on my tongue. Then I noticed the taste. It was slightly alkaline and salty. It was then that I realized, he had just had sex, and I was sucking my Aunt Jenny's pussy juice off of her boyfriend 's cock. I felt my face blush. My mind went to thoughts of licking my Aunt. I tried to push the uncomfortably arousing thoughts from my head.
I suddenly shocked Uncle Steve, as i gasped, and squead in utter sudden pleasure. Ozzy had dragged his hot wet tongue over his swollowen knot, and over my overly sensitive clit. My loins exploded in sensations just short of orgasm. My lips tightened on Uncle Steve's hardness, and I sucked strongly. Uncle Steve moaned "Oh fuuuccckk!" Deeply, and added "I'm going to hell."
His cock was now pushing deeper and deeper with each thrust down my throat. The fucking dog was sloppily licking my sore cunt, making me moan heavily which Uncle Steve seemed to enjoy. Then Ozzy's fat knot finally "POPPED" out of my soaked pussy. I squealed in sensation. I practically swollowen Uncle Steve's dick whole. I sucked so hard, he let out a very loud "OH FUCK YEAH!"
He stopped pumping my face to listen, but I continued devouring his dirty cock like a nasty slut. Dog semen poured out of my little dirty clam. Ozzy was all to willing to lap at his own mess, my clit getting caught in the crossfire, by his big tongue. I was moaning deeply as I slid my lips up and down on my Uncle's rock hard pole. The taste of my Aunt's fucking sauce, on my Uncle. The sound of him enjoying my mouth. The relentless licking on my deflowered pussy. I-I just lost it.
The orgasm removed all my senses from reality. I remember being on my back, my eyes opening. Seeing Uncle Steve looking down at me. Pumping his cock furiously, and telling "shhhh..." then with a couple of involuntary jerks, an explosion of thick white cream burst forth down on my face. It splashed thickly against my lips, my cheek, and my nose. It was fiery hot, on my soft unblemished skin. The fucking dog was still licking between my legs. His cum dripping down my ads crack. I remember trying to speak but I think only a moan came out, as another load of jizz spewed forth from Uncle Steve's cock. The hot goo hit my tongue and lips and chin. Then another to my chin and shirt. And with a shutter a final glob dropping on my hair and forehead.
He said something as he fell forward over me. He caught himself with his arms on the floor on either side of my hips. His wet drippy cock hit me in the lips and cheek. He adjusted his weight onto one arm and used his free hand to direct his dirty cock into my mouth. He forced it in with very little effort. "Suckle it, babygirl" he said down to me. And I followed my orders sucking the salty white spunk from his manhood. Deriving all the nourishment I could from it.
He moaned softly at my suckling and he used his free hand now to lift my shirt and exposed my tummy. He bent forward and kissed my stomach, then slid his tongue into my bellybutton. It felt weird. The he lifted himself up more and with both hands pulled my shirt up further exposing my bra. Finally pulling my bra away from my tiny undeveloped breasts. My nipples were obviously rock hard. Uncle Steve's rough hands cupped my tiny soft untouched tits. I felt his cock getting soft in my mouth.
Mercifully Ozzy had moved on. Walking away and laying down. Uncle Steve withdrew his flaccid member from my mouth. As he scooted back and bent over me again. His tongue swirled around my right nipple. His teeth grazing it. Then I felt his lips encompass my tiny left boob. None of this was unpleasant. As he withdrew from covering me and Kneeled next to me watching my little boobies he said, more to himself "I am so totally going to hell".
I just laid there for a moment in these pools of cum I swear I heard my mom laughing at me. Dog sperm dripping down my taint, and thighs. Uncle Steve's white load coating my face and hair, dripping off my cheeks and chin. His saliva cooling off my nipples.
I was in the hot shower for about five minutes before my vagina stopped dripping. I was in there until the water started turning cold.
I think about that day a lot. It has given me this horrible fetish. And then I think of my mom, and maybe she is right. Maybe I am a slut.
The basement had a rec room, a TV room, laundry room, and a place for my aunt's dog, Ozzy to be held if they had to go out.
Ozzy was a big mutt. He came up to about my stomach with his head. He had short white and brown fur with some black blotches. He was strong and playful. He could and had knocked me over more then once. And he was friendly. Too friendly at times.
There was this one Thanksgiving weekend i was staying at my aunt's. It started at dinner time. We were all eating and i was feeding some stuff off of my plate to Ozzy, under the table. So he stayed close by. My family always dresses for Thanksgiving dinner, and I was wearing a nice dress, my mom had bought me.
At some point I felt anxious as he kept sticking his snout between my legs, and up my dress. I felt his warm tongue lick my thighs. I tried not to react as I pushed him away. The dirty dog continued a few times. Again and again I felt the warmth of his nose tongue against my panties. I shuddered slightly and pushed him away. He finally did this one other time to which I had to close and cross my legs to keep him out.
I knew I was blushing at the table and it seemed like people were looking at me even if they weren't. Conversations went on as normal throughout the evening and people started leaving at about 9 p.m. at night.
I went up to the room I was staying in and got ready for bed putting on my pajamas brushing my hair. Then I went downstairs into the basement to watch TV.
I laid on the couch zoning out to the TV when Ozzy came up next to me and sat down, wanting me to pet him. At some point he got up and adjusted where he sat, and started nuzzling again my lower bathing suit area. Sniffing me, his snout pushed against me, which was oddly excited. Banging and crashing into my young clitorus. It sent odd sensations through my body.
Blushing, I sat forward. I pulled down my PJ's and panties just enough to show him. He walked to me and started to sniff. The air pulled past my tiny wet button, a very odd sensation. Then I felt his warm, wet tongue lap at my virgin girlhood. I leaped back. Pulled up my clothes, and sat down crossing my legs. Excitement and shame both beamed into me, like a jolt of electricity.
It was such an unusual and incompatible sensation. It was such an arousing event, I'm getting wet even remembering and writing this. I dug my hand into my panties. I touched my super wet lips down there. I know that Ozzy couldn't have gotten me this wet with one lick. This was me. I lifted my wet fingers to my nose, to confirm. It was, then thinking about it, how boys are always talking about eating pussy, in hushed tones. And watching Ozzy pacing and watching me. I opened my mouth and slid my fingers in wrapping my lips around my two wet digits, and sucking my own flavor of off them. It was an odd lite flavor, slightly alkaline slightly slimy in texture. It was weird. It was making my panties moist.
The shame was weird too. It was, I don't know, embarrassing, and just sort of felt wrong. That also excited me a bit. And I sat in my shame and wetness sucking on my slick fingers, feeling like the slut, my mom always accused me of being. Anger at that thought built up from within me. Coupled with the shame, I declared "screw it".
I jumped off the couch and headed towards the stairs. Ozzy followed his nails clicking against the floor. I turned to him a brought him back by the couch and told him to sit and stay.
I went up to see where my Aunt and her boyfriend were. The first floor was dark and quiet. I heard some noise coming from about where my aunts room is on the floor above.
I tried my best to sneak up the creaky wooden stairs. I slipped over to my aunt's bedroom door. I gently pressed my ear against the closed door, to listen. I heard some noises but they were just like soft sighs or maybe yawns. Perhaps my Aunt was praying, because I think I heard her mention God, but I was pretty certain they were down for the night.
I crept quietly back down stairs to the basement. Ozzy was laying out on the floor where I left him. I gave him a little pat on the head as I stepped over him. "Good boy" I said to him. I looked down at him, laying there. My heart was beating out of my chest with nervous debate.i could feel my body leaning towards doing something shameful. Then I could almost hear my mom yelling at me, urging me to do it. "Go ahead you dumb little slut! Ozzy just laid there.
I was pretty naive at that time. I understood what sex was, but things like masturbation and blowjobs were unclear to me. Masturbation (jerking off, beating it, jacking off...etc.) was something boys did. I couldn't figure out why blowing on a penis would be enjoyable for anyone. And i must admit I am still not sure about "giving head". Who gives, who receives? It's oral sex I'm pretty sure. I say all of this to give perspective on what happened next.
To be crass, there I was, angry and horny. My white cotton panties were wet and cold when they touched against my gap. The TV played "Inside Edition" as i looped my thumbs inside my pajama pants and cotton undies. I roboticlly pulled them down to the floor and stepped out of them. I picked them up and tossed them on the couch.
I let the cool basement air wrap around me. Goosebumps turned the skin on my legs and my tush to Braille. I rubbed my hands down the now rough flesh of my usually soft thighs. It felt so unfamiliar to me, so exciting. I let my hands roam around my exposed skin. It was exhilarating to me. I felt both amorous and vulnerable. I quietly quivered and squeed to myself.
Ozzy looked up at me, as I sat down on the couch. He lazily rose to his feet. He shook off the sleep that had almost taken him. He looked up on the couch, and buried his nose in my discarded clothing. He pulled out my panties, and started licking them.
I think I was a little jealous. My fingers slid inside my warm wetness as I watched Ozzy enjoy my undies and paying no attention to me. "Ozzy" I scolded him quietly. "Ozzy, don't rip them". My fingers slid against my slutty little clit. OMG, it felt so good. Slickly moving my fingers on it, I had caught the dog's attention. He left my wet underwear behind. He came towards me panting, with almost a smile on his face. I skooched my butt forward on the cushion , and lifted my left foot bracing it on the couch.
Ozzy cold wet nose hit my clit like a iceberg. I squeaked louder then I would have liked. He sniffed me for a second, then his hot rough tongue slid across my juice covered snatch. Crazy pleasure sensations electrified my young innocent body. My back arched uncontrollably. My eyes closed and rolled back in my head. I grabbed the couch' s arm tightly for stability, with one hand. With the other hand I grabbed Ozzy's head. My legs spread wide apart like the splits, leaving myself vulnerable to the dog's sloppy mouth.
I buried my face into a couch pillow and I screamed and moaned out in utter ecstasy the likes of which I had never felt before.
The strong wet sloppy tongue slid across my slutty little pussy unrelentingly. I quivered with every pass. Parts of my body moved without my consent. Ozzy didn't care. He just kept licking my slutty hole. His head adjusted to my spasming movement, turning side to side.
Juices dripped down to my puckered anus. I felt them pool inside. It was cold and a little weird but it felt so slutty right now. I lifted my hips up and let go of the couch. My fingers slid behind my leg and touched my between my butt cheeks. I rubbed the juices into my tight little puckered butthole. It was so slick that my finger dove effortlessly inside.
Ozzy took note of my hand and bent his face down below my slimy wanting cunt, and his tongue slipped across my butt crack and over my anus. I let out a strange, uncomfortably loud sound well beyond my control. Tears rolled down my cheeks. The exhilaration hit me like a hammer. I dropped my butt back onto the couch, almost trapping the poor dogs head.
He stepped back and tilted his head quizzically. I grabbed the TV romote and muted it. I listened for sounds upstairs. I thought for a second I might have heard something, but after about 30 seconds I chalked it up to fear and imagination. I had noticed Ozzy's red penis poking out of his fur, and he was licking it. (It really did kind of look like a lipstick). Unmuting the TV I turned it down a little bit.
I sat back and spread my legs. My mom's voice echoed in my head "slut!". I smiled, "here Ozzy" I beckoned to him. And he came and returned to licking.
The thought of his tongue between my butt cheeks was racing through my head. I wanted more of that, but how?
I tossed my scream pillow over the coffee table onto the rug. I pushed Ozzy back and told him to "hold on". I moved the coffee table back to the couch. "Here boy" I called to the eager dog, and ran forward. His snout slipped straight up my gap and returned to licking. I blushed as I though, "so this is sex...mmm".
My legs quivered with a strange weakness. I tried to turn to get my sex slave puppy, to lick my ass, but I keep going back to my vagina. So got down on my knees, and grabbed my face bury pillow and bent down low into the pillow, sticking my butt nice and high. Ozzy took the bait. His rough tongue, licked aggressively all over my rush. Then finding my tiny bunghole, he licked at it over and over.
I lost my fucking mind. I screamed and bit into the stupid pillow, my body physically shuttering in uncontrolled pleasure. It was utterly indescribable. I was reeling with stimulation. Juices dripped down both of my thighs. I hardly notice when Ozzy had stopped. Pillow still clutched in my mouth I peeked back to see Ozzy licking himself again. I was like, omg.
Unaware, I tried to catch my breath. I felt warm fur slide across my back. I was not really thinking about it. I felt his paws clutch either side of my hips. I was still trying to focus on the here and now. Did I orgasm? I wasn't sure. Something warm, wet and firm bumped and poked against my thighs and butt. My mind was still foggy as I turned to see what was happening. The movement must have adjusted our angles just right, because I felt this hard doggy cock slide in to violate my my tight virgin pussy.
"Ohmygod" I cried out in surprise. The massive organ stretched my tiny vagina. It was painful but crazy at the same time. This a****l was clutching me tightly as his back half pumped mechanically into me. His huge cock sliding in and out of my sloppy soaked pussy. I felt it all. The pointy tip bumping into my insides. The bulging center widening my tunnel. The be-ast' s balls slamming into my pussy lips and clitorus. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I grunted with each thrust. "O-Ozzy, no." I pleaded. " P-please stop" but my pleas fell on deaf un-understanding ears.
There we were, this strong young dog and his new bitch. He pounded the fuck out of my tiny vagina. I felt every thrust. I felt the veins of his penis rippling against my channel. I felt, with every pump, a hot jet of fluid squirt from the dog's cock, trying to impregnate me. I was scared. I wasn't sure if that could happen. Ozzy didn't care. He just held me tight and pumped and trusted his 10 inch cock into his whore.
His balls continued to slam into me. They started to feel firmer at the top. It was so crazy. I screamed and cried into the pillow. My mom was so right. The pain was not as bad anymore and it was starting to drive me nuts with waves of pleasure. His balls got bigger and harder. He kept slamming them into me. My pussy reacted, fluid coated my inner legs, a wet spot was forming underneath us. He relentlessly pumped and thrusted is cock and forced what I thought were his balls inside me. It was exquisite ecstasy.
So apparently some ani-mal penises come with what is called a knot. The knot expands inside the female, and locks them together as his semen continues to pump into his mate.
The knot was insane. I was half crying from pain. The rolling pumping massive knob banged violently against my stupid clitorus. It was too much. I now know I hadn't orgasmed earlier, because I felt the most intense feeling of...of...(fucking words can't even come close to describing the feeling).
I blacked out for a moment. It must have been a sight, if someone had seen it. My half naked limp body moved only but a big actual horn-dog, mercilessly pumping his ani-mal seed into the helpless young girl's unresponsive body.
The thrusting pressure is what brought me back. My poor womb felt warm and heavy with Ozzy's savage jizzum. The huge phallus slipping back and forth enlarging the drenched walls of my violated uterus. Waves of the orgasmic pleasure slowly subsided, while new painfully pleasurable stimulations arose from the rhythmic attack of the dog's over-sized knot banging into my pleasure button. i moaned deeply. ani-malistically.
a soreness also started to creep in. "Please stop" i quietly begged him. Pumping, and thrusting, panting a squirting, this friendly, family dog continued to unwittingly ra-pe me. shame covered me as i heard my mom laughing in my head. "What a dumb slut" i could hear her say. "This is the best you'll ever get, because this dog is all you deserve."
I got angry again and adjusted myself. I stabilized my arms, to raise my chest and head up. Ozzy adjusted as well. Me, positioned on all fours, like a true bitch, seemed to prod him on even more. His pumping got faster, as did his breathing. His furry legs tightened on my waist. Sperm dripped out of my pussy, onto the rug. It started to feel so fucking good again. I could feel him getting even more excited, and the turned me on more. i whispered back quietly, "Fuck me, boy." and i angrily uttered to the darkness, "Fuck you, mommy."
I don't quite remember what happened very well. I was rocked into ecstasy again. i barely had the wherewithal to grab the pillow just in time to let a load moan of pleasure into it. Then, just as the furry warm body dropped off of me, i felt a rough pulling pain from my puss. Ozzy let out a pretty loud "yelp." I cringed at the sound as well as the pain.
Although he was done using my young little body for his own be-astial lust, His knot had joined us together. This thing was way too big to pop out of my poor tortured pussy. I could still feel his dick squirting his semen into my womb. We were attached by the knot, facing opposite directions. We were buttocks to buttocks . His furry tail rubbing between my young butt cheeks he turned painfully yanking my insides, and started licking himself. occasionally his tongue would strike my pussy, which helped.
"Hold still." I pleaded painfully, to no avail. That was when I noticed Uncle Steve standing there, mouth open in confusion. "Hun, w-what are you doing?" he asked calmly. I grabbed the pillow and buried my face in it as i screamed with all i had. Ozzy yelped, and a quief came out. i started crying. Uncle Steve came over and kneeled down next to me. He compassionately stroked my hair. "Sweetheart? Are you okay? How did this happen?" He asked me, his voice flowing with concern.
I looked up at him, and tried to speak. Tears of pain, but more of embarrassment flowed down my cheeks. He wrapped his arms around me. His arms were strong and comforting. As he held me I felt his hands slowly move across my boyish curves. It started to feel a little inappropriate.
His hand slide down my backside. "Are you in pain?" He inquired. I snivelled out a whiny answer, "a little." His hand slid around Ozzy's exposed engorged shaft, as well as my slippery wet lips which still surrounded his dog's knot. "You poor things" he told us, his fingers roaming my exposed vulnerable vagina. I shuttered as his light touch of his finger trapping my clitorus against the dog's swollowen hardness. I let out a light gasp of pleasure.
He rubbed me for couple of moments. I panted a bit and my body jerked involuntarily. Ozzy let out a low whimper. "Please..." i murmured. He stood up, "Sorry, are...sorry." he said. I could see his pants had a bit of a teepee. I blushed hard at this. He seemed oblivious to this, as He looked down at me. "I should go get your Aunt Jen" he said. "WHAT!" it came out way too loudly. "No please, Uncle Steve" i begged. He looked at for a moment.
There was a struggle in his eyes. I could tell he was assessing all his options. He looked to the stairs. "Okay, sweetheart. We'll figure this out." He said as he walked to the stairs. "I'll be right back." He said as he disappeared up.
My mind reeled in fear. Was he getting Aunt Jenny? I watched the stairway desperately, awaiting my fate. I ached a bit from my stretched out little vagina. I heard soft padded feet gingerly make their way down, until Uncle Steve appeared again. I sighed softly in relief.
Uncle Steve slowly approached. He carried something dark in one hand, and several towels in the other. I could see that his sweatpants were stretched to their limits by his bulge. Again i blushed. He stopped at about ten feet from us. He tossed the towels off to the side. And lifted the dark object up, aiming it at us. I could see it was his cell phone. "W-what are you doing!?!" I whispered a shout. He slowly moved forward, keeping the camera lens trained on us. "I'm sorry, but nobody is going to believe this. I just want some proof...just incase." He told me as his camera voyeristically floated over us. Over my exposed young ass, showing where Ozzy was joined to me.
As well as underneath exposing my soaking wet, swollenly filled, raw pussy lips with the massive red invader still owning it.
"P-Please..." I begged. "...Don't do this" He turned it off and palmed it. He stepped in front of me. His bulge almost hitting my face. He dropped to one knee. "Hun, it's just to protect us. No one will ever see it, I promise" he said as he ran his fingers through my hair, and down to caress my cheek.
He stood back up and headed of towards the laundry room. He grabbed a bucket, as He disappeared. I heard the squeak of the faucet, and heavy water pounding into the plastic orange depot bucket, filling it.
He came out carrying the heavy bucket after a few minutes. He walked over and put the bucket down. His eyes looked different. I noticed his sweatpants were sitting on his hips differently, and shirt was off kilter. I think he may have been touching himself in the laundry room. I was ...i didn't know...anything at that moment.
He stood in front of me. Looming over my as I was helpless. " Sweetheart, have you ever sucked one of these?" He asked as he pulled his huge hard on from his pants, right in front of my face. "N-no" i said timidly. "Go on, give it a try. Open..." He said as he pushed his cock forward and his left had pushed my head towards it. I opened my mouth and let the fleshy rod slide between my young lips. He sighed deeply with relief. He slowly withdrew his hot dick half way, then rhythmically slide it back in. I gagged a bit. "Relax, sweetheart" he told me, as He continued to pump his big hard dick into my young mouth. "Mmmm, that's good, as much as you can."
The fleshy rod slid through my lips. I felt the veins of his penis playing on my tongue. Then I noticed the taste. It was slightly alkaline and salty. It was then that I realized, he had just had sex, and I was sucking my Aunt Jenny's pussy juice off of her boyfriend 's cock. I felt my face blush. My mind went to thoughts of licking my Aunt. I tried to push the uncomfortably arousing thoughts from my head.
I suddenly shocked Uncle Steve, as i gasped, and squead in utter sudden pleasure. Ozzy had dragged his hot wet tongue over his swollowen knot, and over my overly sensitive clit. My loins exploded in sensations just short of orgasm. My lips tightened on Uncle Steve's hardness, and I sucked strongly. Uncle Steve moaned "Oh fuuuccckk!" Deeply, and added "I'm going to hell."
His cock was now pushing deeper and deeper with each thrust down my throat. The fucking dog was sloppily licking my sore cunt, making me moan heavily which Uncle Steve seemed to enjoy. Then Ozzy's fat knot finally "POPPED" out of my soaked pussy. I squealed in sensation. I practically swollowen Uncle Steve's dick whole. I sucked so hard, he let out a very loud "OH FUCK YEAH!"
He stopped pumping my face to listen, but I continued devouring his dirty cock like a nasty slut. Dog semen poured out of my little dirty clam. Ozzy was all to willing to lap at his own mess, my clit getting caught in the crossfire, by his big tongue. I was moaning deeply as I slid my lips up and down on my Uncle's rock hard pole. The taste of my Aunt's fucking sauce, on my Uncle. The sound of him enjoying my mouth. The relentless licking on my deflowered pussy. I-I just lost it.
The orgasm removed all my senses from reality. I remember being on my back, my eyes opening. Seeing Uncle Steve looking down at me. Pumping his cock furiously, and telling "shhhh..." then with a couple of involuntary jerks, an explosion of thick white cream burst forth down on my face. It splashed thickly against my lips, my cheek, and my nose. It was fiery hot, on my soft unblemished skin. The fucking dog was still licking between my legs. His cum dripping down my ads crack. I remember trying to speak but I think only a moan came out, as another load of jizz spewed forth from Uncle Steve's cock. The hot goo hit my tongue and lips and chin. Then another to my chin and shirt. And with a shutter a final glob dropping on my hair and forehead.
He said something as he fell forward over me. He caught himself with his arms on the floor on either side of my hips. His wet drippy cock hit me in the lips and cheek. He adjusted his weight onto one arm and used his free hand to direct his dirty cock into my mouth. He forced it in with very little effort. "Suckle it, babygirl" he said down to me. And I followed my orders sucking the salty white spunk from his manhood. Deriving all the nourishment I could from it.
He moaned softly at my suckling and he used his free hand now to lift my shirt and exposed my tummy. He bent forward and kissed my stomach, then slid his tongue into my bellybutton. It felt weird. The he lifted himself up more and with both hands pulled my shirt up further exposing my bra. Finally pulling my bra away from my tiny undeveloped breasts. My nipples were obviously rock hard. Uncle Steve's rough hands cupped my tiny soft untouched tits. I felt his cock getting soft in my mouth.
Mercifully Ozzy had moved on. Walking away and laying down. Uncle Steve withdrew his flaccid member from my mouth. As he scooted back and bent over me again. His tongue swirled around my right nipple. His teeth grazing it. Then I felt his lips encompass my tiny left boob. None of this was unpleasant. As he withdrew from covering me and Kneeled next to me watching my little boobies he said, more to himself "I am so totally going to hell".
I just laid there for a moment in these pools of cum I swear I heard my mom laughing at me. Dog sperm dripping down my taint, and thighs. Uncle Steve's white load coating my face and hair, dripping off my cheeks and chin. His saliva cooling off my nipples.
I was in the hot shower for about five minutes before my vagina stopped dripping. I was in there until the water started turning cold.
I think about that day a lot. It has given me this horrible fetish. And then I think of my mom, and maybe she is right. Maybe I am a slut.
Hester
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