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Back in the 90’s I had a habit of being on line in a few Yahoo groups that I was active in. It was for some web cam shows, hooking up with BBC and other things like K9.
I had made some videos but it was fun [for me] to cam live when I was dressed. There were nights that someone close would even drop by for a quick blow job or a fuck on cam. It was also useful to set up some gang bangs or, when I was on the road for the company I was working for then, set up meets in areas where I’d be working.
This is where some of the stories about Wheeling, Morgantown and Clarksville, West Virginia came from. It was nice to pull into town, make a call and get cock in an hour or so!
There was one Saturday [I was at home] that I was hanging out in one of my favorite K9 groups, just chatting and relaxing when I received a PM about K9 love.
The guy told me that he was from a place about ten miles away and wouldn’t mind meeting me. He went on to explain that he was only interested in watching; his wife had the interest but they had divorced. He still had the dog – a seven year old German Sheppard. He went on to explain that the dog was very well trained and that his wife had been very active with him for five years. I guess the dog had bred her quite a bit over the years and he missed breeding – he told me.
I had just lost Brutus six months before and had started looking again. The conversation not only intrigued me but had me horny as hell! We chatted for quite a while and he seemed sincere; to the point of sending pictures of the dog and his wife along with himself. Some of the pictures had all three of them in them.
At the end of our first session I asked him if his wife had left any of her clothes with him. His answer was to ask why and reply that she had; they were hanging in a closet. From the pictures I’d seen his ex and I were close to the same size. If I could wear some of her clothing – at least for the first session with him – it would make things easier.
We set up a meeting, for the next weekend, in a shopping mall about halfway between us. It would give me a chance to meet both him and the dog.
I left Sunday afternoon to spend a week working in Morgantown.
Thanks to Yahoo messenger I had hooked-up with a BBC that would also end up being in a future gang bang down there. In a way this week was try-outs for that.
This guy lived just outside of Morgantown – eleven inches of thick black meat. I didn’t have to worry about hanging out at the book store [but I did on a few evenings anyway] to pick a few guys up. The first night there I spent a few hours under him, yelling my head off, while he demonstrated the superiority of the black race. I could hardly move the next morning and I’d leaked a big mess on the bed. This guy could really please a little white sissy; between his beautiful meat stretching my cunt and, some nice big loads I was on cloud nine! The only negative thing about him was that he was a spanker.
In the near future he’d be another black top that would turn my lily-white backside a very deep shade of red.
While I was down there, I also had time to chat with the guy with the dog. He was very anxious to get together. I explained what was happening there and that I’d need a few days to recover after I got home.
My last night there was a marathon session; followed by him staying overnight [his wife was out of town] then waking up to BBC morning wood! Damn…what a way to wake up! He had huge loads; the one in the morning was no exception. I spent well over an hour on my back while he took his time really screwing my brains out. I rode home leaking a lot and sitting on a pretty sore ass.
One of the things that had been decided, during my chats, was that the meeting at the mall was off. We’d chatted so much that I just wanted bred. I felt that he was sincere and I could trust him. The decision was made just to go to his house, meet them, get changed and then get bred.
It had also come out that he wanted seconds – like my one other friend – he wanted to watch then take his turn in me. I didn’t have a problem with that or taking pictures of the event. He would eventually end up with quite a few pictures and hours of video during breeding. I didn’t realize just how loud I was during a breeding session until I saw some of the videos!
I had a date Friday night – a real one. We were going to dinner then to a motel for a while. Just a normal sized white cock on an older white guy. It was a nice evening…all of it.
I started getting ready Saturday morning; I was going to meet them at one pm. It still happened; I had a major case of butterflies in the gut as I drove to his house.
To make things easy and convenient I’d worn a lightweight and, pretty short skirt. As it happened there was no need for his wife’s clothes.
The meeting and greeting went well, so well that I had a dog all over me, his nose up under my skirt as I was sniffed out. ‘Ransome’ was a beautiful dog who proved to be horny, anxious and very willing. It was decided that we should go to his basement game room and see what would happen for real. I think the dog keyed on the way that I was dressed but, going down to the game room kind of sealed the deal.
I was shown down there, the guy had me use the same footstool that his wife had used. It was a little higher than usual with a well padded top. When I tried it for comfort, Ransome mounted me and started humping away like crazy! He was showing a few inches of pink; yes, he was in the mood to breed. By the time I got out of the skirt, loosened my blouse and took my panties off, he was really all over me! Not being aggressive; just very anxious to mount. I’d pre-lubed myself but, before getting in position, I used a little more.
I barely got into position when he tried to mount me. There was some licking, a lot more sniffing around but he wanted to fuck more than anything else. Ransome was one big ball of sexual energy!
I helped him find the target when he became very serious, moved my ass around a lot then stopped [as he penetrated me the first few times] and pushed back. He was whining as he mounted me, found my waiting cunt again and made the final thrust. He went in pretty easy, humped away for a short time then hit me even harder. I’d felt his cock growing a little then – felt the ‘bump’ of his knot as it opened me up and slipped inside. He buried himself completely and kept pushing against me harder than ever.
My reward was feeling everything swell up inside of me as he gave little short thrusts. He had a nice sized knot; once he was satisfied that he’d swollen enough he pulled back then, buried himself to the hilt. When he did that a second time I yelled like hell! It didn’t stop there…my god did he ever fuck me! His owner watched as I was fucked over the stool until my ass was in the air and my head was pushed into the carpet. I was still in a good position for him so he never let up except to stop and get his rear paws back under himself.
It only took him about ten minutes to cum, the first time. When he stopped, buried all the way inside of me, I felt him shaking and pushing then, his cock began to throb like hell. Damn did he give me a load!
There was something like a twenty minute wait until we could break the tie. While waiting, the owner undressed then, asked me to bend over the arm of a couch for him, when I was ready. From what I saw he was at least as ready as the dog. When I finally could stand, and did, it was on very shaky legs. By the time I got to the arm of the couch; doggie cum was running down my thighs. Gaping a little and well lubed; I bent over the arm of the couch, spread nice and wide and let him take me. He didn’t last as long. There was a good hard but slow fucking followed by another nice load of creamy cum.
I visited the little powder room then grabbed a towel to sit on while we all relaxed. The owner got us a few drinks; we relaxed and talked for a while. I was sitting there shaking like a leaf!
That’s when he asked if I minded him taking some pictures and, possibly, shooting some video. When I agreed he dashed off to get the cameras.
In an hour I found myself over the stool again.
This time [now that he was familiar with me] it was an easy matter to mount and penetrate me with one thrust. I felt the little ‘bump’ grow larger as he kept thrusting in and out until he penetrated all the way and stopped. Once again, I felt everything growing inside of me, until he pulled back very hard and I screamed like hell! That had been painful!
The second session was a lot longer! I’m wishing now that I had some of the pictures or, better, some of the video he shot the first time. What I got to watch was pretty hot…even though I’d been on the receiving end. Fifteen or twenty minutes into the breeding I was getting damned sore; the knot was playing hell with the area just inside of my little ring of muscle and it was on fire. I didn’t remember making all of that noise but, there it was on video. A beautiful large German Sheppard fucking away good and hard while the bitch under him squealed grunted moaned and yelled every once in a while. I was also breathing so hard, while making all of the noise that I was drooling too.
Drooling, my nose dripping snot and I was dripping a few tears. That was a good one. After blowing another load in me we ended up butt to butt for probably half an hour before he pulled free. I’d had some pretty bad cramps during that one then; my cry of pain as the knot popped out of me. It hadn’t been too small; just enough that a hard jerk pulled it out. The owner wasn’t interested in doing me again so we just relaxed for a while before I cleaned myself up, got dressed and went home.
I was still shaking like hell when I arrived at my apartment.
For the next few years this became a weekly or bi-weekly thing; either on a Saturday or Sunday. I was getting bred regularly and loved it!
I had made some videos but it was fun [for me] to cam live when I was dressed. There were nights that someone close would even drop by for a quick blow job or a fuck on cam. It was also useful to set up some gang bangs or, when I was on the road for the company I was working for then, set up meets in areas where I’d be working.
This is where some of the stories about Wheeling, Morgantown and Clarksville, West Virginia came from. It was nice to pull into town, make a call and get cock in an hour or so!
There was one Saturday [I was at home] that I was hanging out in one of my favorite K9 groups, just chatting and relaxing when I received a PM about K9 love.
The guy told me that he was from a place about ten miles away and wouldn’t mind meeting me. He went on to explain that he was only interested in watching; his wife had the interest but they had divorced. He still had the dog – a seven year old German Sheppard. He went on to explain that the dog was very well trained and that his wife had been very active with him for five years. I guess the dog had bred her quite a bit over the years and he missed breeding – he told me.
I had just lost Brutus six months before and had started looking again. The conversation not only intrigued me but had me horny as hell! We chatted for quite a while and he seemed sincere; to the point of sending pictures of the dog and his wife along with himself. Some of the pictures had all three of them in them.
At the end of our first session I asked him if his wife had left any of her clothes with him. His answer was to ask why and reply that she had; they were hanging in a closet. From the pictures I’d seen his ex and I were close to the same size. If I could wear some of her clothing – at least for the first session with him – it would make things easier.
We set up a meeting, for the next weekend, in a shopping mall about halfway between us. It would give me a chance to meet both him and the dog.
I left Sunday afternoon to spend a week working in Morgantown.
Thanks to Yahoo messenger I had hooked-up with a BBC that would also end up being in a future gang bang down there. In a way this week was try-outs for that.
This guy lived just outside of Morgantown – eleven inches of thick black meat. I didn’t have to worry about hanging out at the book store [but I did on a few evenings anyway] to pick a few guys up. The first night there I spent a few hours under him, yelling my head off, while he demonstrated the superiority of the black race. I could hardly move the next morning and I’d leaked a big mess on the bed. This guy could really please a little white sissy; between his beautiful meat stretching my cunt and, some nice big loads I was on cloud nine! The only negative thing about him was that he was a spanker.
In the near future he’d be another black top that would turn my lily-white backside a very deep shade of red.
While I was down there, I also had time to chat with the guy with the dog. He was very anxious to get together. I explained what was happening there and that I’d need a few days to recover after I got home.
My last night there was a marathon session; followed by him staying overnight [his wife was out of town] then waking up to BBC morning wood! Damn…what a way to wake up! He had huge loads; the one in the morning was no exception. I spent well over an hour on my back while he took his time really screwing my brains out. I rode home leaking a lot and sitting on a pretty sore ass.
One of the things that had been decided, during my chats, was that the meeting at the mall was off. We’d chatted so much that I just wanted bred. I felt that he was sincere and I could trust him. The decision was made just to go to his house, meet them, get changed and then get bred.
It had also come out that he wanted seconds – like my one other friend – he wanted to watch then take his turn in me. I didn’t have a problem with that or taking pictures of the event. He would eventually end up with quite a few pictures and hours of video during breeding. I didn’t realize just how loud I was during a breeding session until I saw some of the videos!
I had a date Friday night – a real one. We were going to dinner then to a motel for a while. Just a normal sized white cock on an older white guy. It was a nice evening…all of it.
I started getting ready Saturday morning; I was going to meet them at one pm. It still happened; I had a major case of butterflies in the gut as I drove to his house.
To make things easy and convenient I’d worn a lightweight and, pretty short skirt. As it happened there was no need for his wife’s clothes.
The meeting and greeting went well, so well that I had a dog all over me, his nose up under my skirt as I was sniffed out. ‘Ransome’ was a beautiful dog who proved to be horny, anxious and very willing. It was decided that we should go to his basement game room and see what would happen for real. I think the dog keyed on the way that I was dressed but, going down to the game room kind of sealed the deal.
I was shown down there, the guy had me use the same footstool that his wife had used. It was a little higher than usual with a well padded top. When I tried it for comfort, Ransome mounted me and started humping away like crazy! He was showing a few inches of pink; yes, he was in the mood to breed. By the time I got out of the skirt, loosened my blouse and took my panties off, he was really all over me! Not being aggressive; just very anxious to mount. I’d pre-lubed myself but, before getting in position, I used a little more.
I barely got into position when he tried to mount me. There was some licking, a lot more sniffing around but he wanted to fuck more than anything else. Ransome was one big ball of sexual energy!
I helped him find the target when he became very serious, moved my ass around a lot then stopped [as he penetrated me the first few times] and pushed back. He was whining as he mounted me, found my waiting cunt again and made the final thrust. He went in pretty easy, humped away for a short time then hit me even harder. I’d felt his cock growing a little then – felt the ‘bump’ of his knot as it opened me up and slipped inside. He buried himself completely and kept pushing against me harder than ever.
My reward was feeling everything swell up inside of me as he gave little short thrusts. He had a nice sized knot; once he was satisfied that he’d swollen enough he pulled back then, buried himself to the hilt. When he did that a second time I yelled like hell! It didn’t stop there…my god did he ever fuck me! His owner watched as I was fucked over the stool until my ass was in the air and my head was pushed into the carpet. I was still in a good position for him so he never let up except to stop and get his rear paws back under himself.
It only took him about ten minutes to cum, the first time. When he stopped, buried all the way inside of me, I felt him shaking and pushing then, his cock began to throb like hell. Damn did he give me a load!
There was something like a twenty minute wait until we could break the tie. While waiting, the owner undressed then, asked me to bend over the arm of a couch for him, when I was ready. From what I saw he was at least as ready as the dog. When I finally could stand, and did, it was on very shaky legs. By the time I got to the arm of the couch; doggie cum was running down my thighs. Gaping a little and well lubed; I bent over the arm of the couch, spread nice and wide and let him take me. He didn’t last as long. There was a good hard but slow fucking followed by another nice load of creamy cum.
I visited the little powder room then grabbed a towel to sit on while we all relaxed. The owner got us a few drinks; we relaxed and talked for a while. I was sitting there shaking like a leaf!
That’s when he asked if I minded him taking some pictures and, possibly, shooting some video. When I agreed he dashed off to get the cameras.
In an hour I found myself over the stool again.
This time [now that he was familiar with me] it was an easy matter to mount and penetrate me with one thrust. I felt the little ‘bump’ grow larger as he kept thrusting in and out until he penetrated all the way and stopped. Once again, I felt everything growing inside of me, until he pulled back very hard and I screamed like hell! That had been painful!
The second session was a lot longer! I’m wishing now that I had some of the pictures or, better, some of the video he shot the first time. What I got to watch was pretty hot…even though I’d been on the receiving end. Fifteen or twenty minutes into the breeding I was getting damned sore; the knot was playing hell with the area just inside of my little ring of muscle and it was on fire. I didn’t remember making all of that noise but, there it was on video. A beautiful large German Sheppard fucking away good and hard while the bitch under him squealed grunted moaned and yelled every once in a while. I was also breathing so hard, while making all of the noise that I was drooling too.
Drooling, my nose dripping snot and I was dripping a few tears. That was a good one. After blowing another load in me we ended up butt to butt for probably half an hour before he pulled free. I’d had some pretty bad cramps during that one then; my cry of pain as the knot popped out of me. It hadn’t been too small; just enough that a hard jerk pulled it out. The owner wasn’t interested in doing me again so we just relaxed for a while before I cleaned myself up, got dressed and went home.
I was still shaking like hell when I arrived at my apartment.
For the next few years this became a weekly or bi-weekly thing; either on a Saturday or Sunday. I was getting bred regularly and loved it!
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