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I thought Art of Zoo would be a good site to show my nephew because he’s always been into painting pictures of animals. Now my sister won’t speak to me, and I was even uninvited from the Christmas dinner. I guess that’s on me for not looking at the site before recommending it. That doesn’t speak well of my ability to review websites, which is pretty much my main thing around here. Can you blame me, though? With a name like that, I honestly expected something more wholesome. Like, a lot more wholesome. I’m not even sure I could bring it up in casual conversation the same way I’d talk about normal stuff like cum-drenched bukkake orgies or Two-Girls, One Cup.
“Too kinky, freaky, or dirty for ThePornDude?” some of you are no doubt asking yourselves. I’m not sure I’d exactly phrase it like that, though; I’m sure I lost readers in that first paragraph; they sensed my hesitation about ArtOfZoo.com, and now they’re off to find safer realms of extreme porn perversion. On the other hand, the more depraved of deviates out there probably take my mild discomfort as evidence that this is some really good fucking porno. On either end of the spectrum, though, I bet even a glance will excite the most primal, lizard-brained feelings inside you, whether that’s nauseating disgust or the raging hard, throbbing instinct to procreate.
Of course, there will be no procreation here. Even if it were possible, it’d result in horrific human-animal hybrids whose very existence would drive some to stark-raving madness. The Art of Zoo is an art that many would argue is wholly unnatural, going against God’s master plan for humanity—but what about your Dog’s master plan? Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I’m sure you’ve figured it out by now: ArtOfZoo.com offers premium bestiality porn, showcasing the lust between animal and man. Welcome to the internet.
Studying the Forbidden Art of Zoo
If you’re into animals, like really into them, there’s a pretty damn good chance that you’ve already heard of Art of Zoo. For one thing, they’ve been around for twenty years. That’d be a feat even if they were selling vanilla porno with a more universal appeal, but it’s even more of a big deal when they’re dealing in such a deep and controversial niche. I can only imagine the struggles they’ve had with credit card processors over the years.
The traffic also tells you just how popular these dog fuckers are. Fetish sites can sometimes subsist on a relatively small stream of traffic, which is all they’re usually capable of pulling. So I was blown away to see that ArtOfZoo.com gets well over half a million visitors every month. Now you don’t have to feel so alone in your desire to bang Lassie, Beethoven, Toto, or Babe: Pig in the City. I found a stat bragging about over 260,000 hardcore gaianauts, which is how they refer to fans. Not bad for a kinky fetish site!
Part of the appeal has got to be the presentation. Niche and old sites tend to have funky, outdated layouts, so I expected this one to look crusty. Instead, I found a modern, polished blog-style delivery loaded with fun and personality. It doesn’t have the flash of high-end joints like Brazzers, but it’s not some low-fi, low-effort bullshit you get on a lot of fetish sites. I love the big image out front of the lady wearing fishnets, her spread-eagle cooter cleverly obscured by a smiling doggy. Who’s a good boy?
If you’re curious about the philosophy behind the Art of Zoo, it’s worth checking out their About page and ethics policy. I’m not going to debate the morality of banging an animal, but they lay out their case for sharing your love with other species. They make it very clear that they don’t support anything with animal cruelty or suffering; whether or not you consider it’s an equal exchange, they certainly believe it’s free love.
I Can’t Believe These Bitches Are So Sexy
“But what about the porno?” you’re asking, which is natural. After all, what good’s a porn site that you can’t whack off to? Worry not, my zoophile friends, because the imagery starts getting pretty graphic before you even leave the front page. There’s a big black dog banging a little blonde lady, just totally mounting the babe. “Ground Control to Major Dong,” reads the text, and I clicked the SHOP NOW button beneath it.
It looks like I visited ArtOfZoo.com just in time for a couple of new pieces of dog-humping content. The release rate is a bit sporadic, as you expect with deep niche porn. There were no fresh releases last month, while the month before saw eight new flicks and packs available in the store. Almost all of the content features animal lovers of the canine variety, and I can’t help noticing how hot the human bitches are.
It’s worth pointing out how good the broads look because there’s plenty of fetish porn out there where they’re clearly scraping the bottom of the barrel. I don’t think ArtOfZoo.com is hiring crackheads off of Craigslist, though. Besides, these babes are enthusiastic, so I believe they are legitimately into the lifestyle. You’ll find a lot of info on the site about getting involved if you and Fido want to take this outside the realm of fantasy.
I’m a guy who routinely sees massive collections of porno daily. That said, I’m still pretty mind-boggled by the size of the animal porn stash here. They’ve got over 500 movies of people getting overly friendly with their pets to date. I bet some of you didn’t even realize such quantities of beastie smut even existed in the world. Well, Art of Zoo has been around for twenty years, remember?
I wish they had some more sort and search filters, though, because a collection of this size gets unwieldy. The only real way to browse is on a page-by-page basis, sorted by release date. The one preference you’re able to dial in is location since they’ve got animal porn from around the world. So what country does it for you when it comes to zoophilia porno? They’ve got Asian animal porn and Euro animal porn; bestiality flicks from Mexico, Russia, and South America, too.
But How’s a Guy Supposed to Buy Some?
I clicked on a listing for the recently released Rottie Hottie, featuring a hot young woman in a mask getting it on with a rottweiler. The preview pics show some explicit red-dicked action as she blows him and gets her twat stuffed by that scary inflatable dog dick bulb. The listed price is 40 euros, so I click the Buy Now button to see how the payment process works.
Here’s where it gets complicated. ArtOfZoo says they lost their payment processor twenty years ago when the site first opened up on their About page. Nowadays, the Buy Now button shuffles you to the How to Pay page, which guides you through the process. It involves contacting support, who will then walk you through the actual process of purchasing the animal porn.
“If you are a brand new customer,” reads the ArtOfZoo how-to guide, “we will need to limit your payment options to options that can’t easily be closed down.” In other words, you’re probably going to have to use something fairly untraceable until they trust you. For most folks, I assume this is going to be bitcoin. It’s a pain in the ass, yeah, but cryptocurrency makes it a lot easier to buy this stuff than just a few years ago. I know the Elon Musk fanboys will talk about how crypto’s as good as real money, but it’s still largely used for buying drugs and porn. Credit card companies won’t deal with zoophile porn, so this is how it goes.
If you want to know the truth, I’ve never beaten off to a dog-fucking movie or a pig-blowing film. It just isn’t my thing; if you’ve seen my work over at PornDudeCasting, you already know I prefer to bang famous pornstars and hot new human starlets. That said, I get why Art of Zoo is so popular with those who’d prefer lovers of the animal variety. The presentation is far better than I expected for such a deep niche fetish site and the catalog much deeper. The one big downside is the convoluted purchase methods, making it just a little bit more complicated than ordering a new leash on Amazon.
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Art, part two. Ch. 05 Art finds out what Dr. Heidi’s plans are for him. * I was reliving last night’s activities in the shower, which unfortunately, included experiencing a healthy dose of guilt about Suzanne. There’s no way I could just claim I was doing Lisa a favor. Well I could, but it would be pure BS. Lisa’s a nice lady, I’ll have to be damn careful what’s happening here. My life is so screwed up, I’m in no position to be thinking about any relationship. The hot water was taking away...
Art, part two. Ch. 12 Art gets an invite to the Manor House. Suzanne tried to call again several times, but it’s been quiet now for awhile so maybe she’s given up. I heard the front door slam and a moment later Lisa and Heidi came barging into the room. Lisa’s face is all red. She’s either pissed off or crying, probably both. ‘Damn it to hell, it’s none of their business.’ Heidi said, ‘You don’t have a choice. John Berger is only following your father’s orders. He needs this Barrington...
Introduction: A conversation leads to groping, fucking and a new girlfreind My names Luke. If youve read my other stories youll know who I am. This is another true story that happened to me, this time with a different people. Katherine was a girl that I had been class mates with the start of high school. We had always been pretty close and I had always thought she was attractive but nothing really happened until my 3rd year at high school. It all started with a harmless conversation over...
The Artist Studio It was a cool damp morning, the mist clinging to the streets like a heavy blanket of soggy fleece. I was hurrying down the street, as it would not make a good impression to be late the first day. I had signed up at a local art studio for free art lessons, and this being the first day, of course I had slept in. Bus was late, and the crowded streets, full of slow shuffling pedestrians was not helping at all in my effort to be on time. Finally getting to the small...
I was trying to imagine what his dick looked like. Was it one of those that was long and thin? Or perhaps short and fat? Or perhaps long and fat? Was it circumcised or not? I wondered if it was wrinkled, the way it was sitting inside his bathing suit. Art, the model, had been posing in front of our art class for nearly an hour, and I had finished drawing his face and chest. I was working my way down, and for some strange reason I always had the most problem with legs. Both mens' and...
Hi friend.. Nikunj here with one more new story. This story is of Arti. Now she is 20 with very white complexing and good nice 34b boobs. She had a nice ass .If anyone see’s her can say she is a imported boomb.Now in hindi.Arti ka abb 20th bithday that.. Uske 2 bhai the. Dono bade. Uski mummy nahi thi.Uske daddy hi uske liye sub kuch the. Wo uske daddy ka sab kuch kaha manti thi.Usko uske dono bahiyo par gharv tha. Dono gym jakar apni achi Health banali thi. Uske ek Bhai ka namm tha Raju aur...
He looked at the 1952 Willys Jeep, 4wheel drive station wagon. It was a classic right from an African safari operator. First of all, he could have bought one cheaper in the United States if he had added the shipping cost into the equation. Yes, Artie thought, but it wouldn’t have the provenance of the monster which sat outside his garage. It looked as though all those years working in his father’s auto repair shop might just pay off after all. The thought of those days usually made him sad,...
“I stole one of your paintings, Artie,” confessed Mavis as she looped a hand through my arm. We’d started the day with her as my model for a new composition. I guess I had ulterior motives. I wanted Morgan to experience prolonged eye contact with Mavis. The two had been getting along incredibly well, but both Annette and I had held Mavis’s eyes for an hour or more and the effect had been profound. I’d done the same with both Annette and with Morgan, but I wanted this last loop closed. I’d...