The Neighbors Dog

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Karen
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I’m a 36 yr. old, married, white female. This is a very detailed account of my real life sexual experience with a male dog. I’ve been married for 9 years, with two children. I fully understand that society views sexual contact between a human and a dog as perverted behavior. Yet, I do consider myself to be a normal individual. I’m a college graduate with a master’s degree in economics. I work for a reputable firm in NYC. My husband and I travel, we enjoy an active social life, and I enjoy playing tennis. So please, I’m not some sick monster. I don’t roam around town sexually molesting dogs. However, I don’t regret having sex with a dog either. It was a combination of my unusual childhood, and totally unplanned circumstances that allowed it to happen.

My father was in the Navy, and often away for months. My parents never married. My mother left when I was still a baby. Thankfully, his parents and sister helped take care of me. However, I also had two stepmothers and several girlfriends to deal with. When I was 15, my father was involved with a woman while on shore duty. She lived with us for about 2 months when my father left for a 4-month tour at sea. It was this woman who initially exposed me to k9 sex. We had a reddish/brown hound dog. I raised him from a puppy, and considered him my dog. Max was about 8 years old when Lisa arrived, and it wasn’t long before I noticed some odd behavior.

I often saw her both bringing Max into her room, closing the door behind them. Or opening the door with them coming out. Another time, I was at my friend’s house. Usually Lisa would have to call before I’d go home. However, this time I came home early. As I walked to my room, I heard the dog in Lisa’s room. The shower was running, so I opened the door, and saw the dog lying on the floor, panting. He was so tired, he didn’t even get up to greet me. I already knew about sex, but I never imagined that sex between a woman and a dog was even possible. My suspicions were eventually confirmed when I later observed them in the act. I was sick with flu. I was still recovering in bed when Lisa brought in my medicine. It also helped me sleep, but it upset my stomach, so I didn’t take it.

I was trying to sleep, when I heard Lisa quietly calling for Max. I looked out, and saw Lisa walking with Max towards the “Stand alone” garage. When she backed out the car, I figured she was just going to the store. However, when she closed the garage door form the inside and didn’t come out, my curiosity was aroused. I quietly made my way towards the garage. I carefully turned over a garage can, climbed on and looked through a small side window. I was totally surprised by what I saw.

Wearing only a T-shirt and sneakers, I saw Lisa on a blanket kneeling down beside Max. She was sucking and jerking his clearly visible cock. Eventually, she got on her hands and knees, and the dog began sniffing and licking her from behind. After a few licks, Max aggressively mounted her. I was shocked when Max began humping the shit out of her, with Lisa grunting and moaning in obvious pleasure. I’ve never forgotten the sounds I heard coming from both of them. I distinctly recall Lisa letting out extended exhales, as if blowing out candles. I wasn’t aroused by what I was watching. In fact, I was mostly upset with Max. It wasn’t jealousy, I just felt betrayed by him. I didn’t feel like watching further.

As I was getting down, my heal got caught on the lip of the can, knocking it over. Max immediately began barking like crazy. I ran back to the house, not knowing if Lisa saw me. Lisa came in a few min later excitedly knocking at my door asking to speak with me. My main concern was my father. Did he know about this? She kept saying that we had to talk, but I kept ignoring her. Lisa then announced that she was leaving.

This was totally unexpected, and it scared me. What would I say about why she left? So I finally opened the door. Lisa then quickly took the initiative. She came right out and admitted everything. However, she wasn’t acting ashamed, or being apologetic. Instead, she forcefully told me I wouldn’t say anything, because nobody would believe me. Saying it was just her word against mine. However, her eyes began to tear when she reminded me that she was a school teacher, and this kind of accusation would ruin her career.

Teary eyed, Lisa repeated how she was going be leave. I asked what I was supposed to tell my father. Lisa replied that she had taken care of that. Explaining how she had already decided she didn’t want to stay in the relationship. She didn’t want to be taking care of a teenage girl, and that being involved with a navy man was a mistake. Through letters, Lisa was already telling my father she was unhappy and wanted out. Her softened demeanor, and my not wanting to embarrass my father, I decided I wouldn’t tell. She was clearly relieved at this, but again told me she was going to leave regardless. Lisa then opened up, and we then had a very candid discussion.

She explained that a few years earlier, a former boyfriend introduced her to k9 sex. Lisa told me she didn’t have any sexual contact with Max until after my father left. Only initiating sex with him after she decided the relationship wouldn’t work. So Lisa said she had nothing to lose by doing it with him, and her only mistake was getting caught. She asked if I hated her. I replied that I just didn’t understand why she did it. Lisa explained how she liked it before, saw an opportunity to do it again, and just took it. Strangely, now that Lisa opened up to me, I felt closer to her than ever before.

Despite this however, Lisa still managed to try my patience. Since my father wasn’t due for about 4 weeks, she decided not to leave immediately. I knew she was still doing it with Max. When I challenged her, she again became combative. Telling me I shouldn’t care since she was leaving soon anyway. She left a few days before my father’s return, leaving my Aunt to take charge of me.

Over the next few years I rarely thought about what I saw. It wasn’t until I was 18 and more sexualy aware that I realized how much Lisa was enjoying sex with Max that day in the garage. I began replaying that scene while masturbating. These fantasies were troubling to me. My concerns were eased slightly in college. At a dorm party, girls were playing truth or dare. A girl was asked to describe her most bizarre sexual fantasy. She said, “Doing it with an animal.” I was relieved when afterwards, a few of the girls admitted the occasional similar thought. This helped, and I stopped feeling quite so guilty. After all, I was directly exposed to this and they weren’t.

Once during summer break, I decided to see if I could find Lisa and talk to her about it. I found out she was still living in the area. I even knocked on her front door. However immediately upon seeing me, she got extremely nervous and defensive. I couldn’t say much, and she quickly shut the door in my face. I did hear a childs voice in the background, so I figured she didn’t want me causing any trouble for her. After college, I went to graduate school where I met my future husband. We lived together for about a year before getting married. We rented before saving enough to get a house. During all that time, I never once thought about having sex with a dog. However all that changed after we moved into our new home.

Our new neighbors were an elderly couple. They weren’t very social, and we had very little contact with them. Their house was older than ours with a much larger backyard. They also owned a male Dalmatian, who they gave virtually no supervision. They kept him in a dog enclosure towards the back of the yard. However, he had no trouble getting out, and since there was only bushes between our yards, he was in our yard quite often. To my surprise, the moment I saw him alone in the yard, I started having sexual thoughts about him. I quickly realized the exposure to Lisa effected me more deeply I knew. I noticed that being a short haired dog, I couldn’t help but notice his cock even when he wasn’t aroused. I was fixated by the thought of what Lisa would do with him. I remembered how much Lisa seemed to enjoy having sex with Max.

So I started thinking about having sex with him myself. I tried to resist these urges, but seeing him alone in our yard so often was just too tempting. So I decided to initiate something. One morning, I saw him by the side of the house. After checking that nobody was around, I quickly got a cookie and went out to open the back gate. He saw me offering him the cookie and walked into the yard. He followed me towards the back door, and to my surprise, followed me into the house. I was now completely alone with him. After giving him the cookie, I decided to give him some water. I was very nervous and my hand was shaking while filling up the bowl. While I watched him drink, I realized I still didn’t know what I wanted to happen. Also, I didn’t even know if he was “Neutered.” However judging by his owners, I figured he wasn’t. As he drank, I finally decided to act.

I knelt down beside him and began rubbing his lower stomach, letting my hand gently brush against his cock. He didn’t seem to take notice, so I decided to get more aggressive. I began cupping his cock in my hand. This clearly got his attention and he stopped drinking to look at what I was doing. I quickly felt his cock getting hard, and it slowly began slipping out of its sheath. This actually scared me, so I stopped and abruptly kicked him out of the house. Afterwards I felt guilty over what I did, and thought I’d never try that again. However those feeling didn’t last very long. I couldn’t forget the way his cock started getting hard as I cupped him. This meant that he wasn’t fixed, and was reacting sexually to what I was doing. So I decided to try and get him alone again.

One morning I saw him near his enclosure. I went outside and walked around trying to get his attention. When he saw me, he walked through the bushes and into my yard. I walked back towards the house and he again followed me in. Once inside, I knelt down and started cupping his cock in my hand. Again his cock began to slip out of its sheath. I wanted to get a better look at it, so I gently got him to lie down on his side. Careful to not scratch him with my nails, I began gently exploring his cock, and it quickly became fully erect. It was red, and about 6 or7 inches long. He clearly didn’t object to what I was doing, so I felt justified in going further. I wanted more privacy, so I decided to bring him to up to my room.

I could feel my legs shaking as I started climbing the stairs to my room. The dog was behind me, but then quickly passed me and was waiting for me at the top. His tail was wagging, and his cock was still hanging down, fully erect. As I reached the top of the stairs I reached out and gently grasped his cock in my hand. His cock was very warm, and felt heavy. I then walked to the bedroom and the dog followed behind. When I closed the door behind us, the realization that I was about to initiate a sexual encounter with him fully set in and I began shaking with sexual excitement. He immediately came towards me and began nervously sniffing for my crotch. It was only around 8:30am, and I was only wearing panties under my robe. However, robe was closed tightly so he couldn’t get at me.

He continued to sniff around my crotch, so I decided to see what he would do. So I undid my robe simply letting it fall open. He immediately pressed his nose directly against my crotch, and licked my crotch through my panties. I removed my robe and panties. I then dangled my panties in front of him and he continued sniffing at them. I dropped them on the floor and watched as he kept sniffing them on the floor. Now completely naked, the dog lifted up his head and began sniffing between my legs. I backed away form him slightly, but the dog quickly moved in closer and continued sniffing me. I then sat down on an edge of the bed with my legs crossed. The dog kept sniffing my crotch, but I kept my legs crossed. The dog then aggressively put both front paws up onto the bed clearly trying to mount me. After giving a few licks to my face and forehead, he began licking my breasts. His tongue actually lifted my breasts up and down as he licks them. This went on for about 5 seconds before the dog once again began sniffing my crotch. This time, I reclined back on my elbows and spread my knees apart, letting him get at me.

He then got off the bed and placed his nose right against my vaginal lips. After a few sniffs, he began flicking his tongue against my pussy. However, at first he didn’t seem all that interested in my pussy. Instead, using long, slow strokes, he spent about 2 min licking my lower stomach and small bush. Although he wasn’t licking my pussy, I did enjoy the sensations his tongue produced, and my nipples were clearly erect. He then seemed to lose interest and simply lay down at my feet. Thinking he was finished, I started to get up from the bed to wash up. However he quickly got up before I could, and suddenly just stuck his head right between my legs. This time he began licking my pussy much more aggressively. I then reclined slightly back on my hands and again spread my legs apart for him. Initially, he licked my pussy in a vertical (up and down) direction, then he turned his head sideways and began licking my pussy in a vertical (side to side) direction. I responded by lifting one foot up onto the bed. I then placed both feet back on the floor and spread myself even farther apart for him. I rested my hands on my knees and thighs as he licked me. He was really going now. Not only could I see, but also I could clearly hear his tongue moving around my pussy. This felt very good, and I moaned softly a few times. Then something happened that almost made me stop. When I used my fingers to expose more of my clit, the dog began licking my wedding ring. The sight of him licking my ring immediately made me think of my husband. I started feeling guilty, and thought about stopping. However the dogs tongue felt so good, I just couldn’t bring myself to stop. At first I kept my hand still as he licked it. I then opened my hand and let the dog lick between my fingers. I then placed my hand back on my thigh, and the dog once again focused on my vaginal area.

After about 20 seconds, he tilted his head even more and got even deeper into my pussy. I clearly reacted when he did this, letting out a quick breath. I couldn’t believe just how well he was eating me. His tongue was licking every inch of my pussy. I could feel him licking between the folds of my lips. However, he once again seemed to lose interest and just flopped down at my feet. I waited just in case he wanted to come back for more. Although I didn’t have an actual orgasm from his licking, I did come very close, and I really did enjoy being eaten by him. Finally I got off the bed to wash myself off. However as I was picking my panties and robe, I noticed the dog licking the bed. I then discovered why the dog was licking me so intently. I noticed a large stain on the sheets right were I had been sitting. I was obviously lubricating quite heavily. This really got me going, and I again sat down on the bed hoping he would eat me some more. On cue, the dog began licking me again.

I then reclined all the way onto my back. I placed one hand on my thigh, and rested the other flat against my stomach as he continued licking me very intently. But just as I was getting close to orgasm, the dog stopped licking my pussy and once again began licking my inner thighs and small bush. Frustrated, I began to masturbate with my hand. The dog tried to lick me again, but I didn’t stop to let him. So the dog was only able to lick my fingers while I masturbated. So close to orgasm already, I quickly got myself off. Lost in my orgasm, the dog was now able to resume licking me. The dog’s licking me so soon after my orgasm, quickly brought on another. Finally, I pushed the dog’s head away with my hand. I didn’t move for about 45 seconds, just staring up at the ceiling breathing deeply enjoying the come down off my climax. I eventually sat back up, and the dog immediately placed both front paws up onto the bed and aggressively laid his body against mine. Surprised by this I instinctively pushed him off.

When I saw that his cock was still fully erect, I decided to go give him oral sex. While still sitting on the bed, I reached down and started petting him, rubbing my hand along his lower stomach while slightly brushing my hand against his cock. Finally I began cupping his cock and balls with my hand, while looking at his face, looking for any reactions. I then knelt down and began to examine his cock. I decided to clean his cock before starting. So I got a damp sponge from the bathroom and began gently wiping it. He didn’t seem to object, and kept quite still even as I gently dried it off with a towel afterwards. I then began trying to find the best position to suck him. After a few min of fumbling around, I lifted both his front paws up unto the bed. He was now virtually standing upright with his front paws on the bed and his hind legs on the floor.

I then knelt down beside him, and with shaking hands, started giving him oral sex. First I ran my tongue all along his cock. It was rather tasteless, so I then placed my mouth directly over the tip and slowly inserted his cock into my mouth. I sucked his cock using a steady, deliberate rhythm. Occasionally stopping to gently shake and stroke his cock. As I sucked him, his breathing became more rapid and he was soon panting heavily. His cock then started producing a clear watery substance, and was clearly coated with it. At first, I thought it was his cum, but it was precum. His precum had a pleasantly nutty, sweet type taste. It was clearly dripping from his cock. I was surprised at just how good it tasted, and I eagerly licked his cock clean of it.

Soon afterwards, I began to sense that I was close to getting him off. He began to get very restless, and he seemed to be having trouble standing still. I had to place my hand on his chest to keep him steady. He then began thrusting his hips as if trying to match my rhythm. This finally caused him to lose his balance and his front paws slipped off the bed. So I then got him to lie down on his side, and he was still panting heavily as I continued to pleasure him on the floor. I felt the dog was showing other signs of pleasure as well. His eyes were closed, with his tongue hanging out. Occasionally lifting his head to see what I was going to him, before again closing his eyes and resting his head back on the floor. Then suddenly it started sounding as if the dog was actually having trouble breathing. His panting became erratic, and very soon afterwards, the dog finally started ejaculating. I watched in amazement as he continued to squirt many times over for close to 3 min. Eventually his cock began getting soft, and soon disappeared back into it’s sheath. His cum was hotter and more watery than a man’s was. However, it had a very bitter taste, which I found very distasteful. His cum was all over my hand, the dog’s lower body and the rug. So I used the towel to wipe it up.

After I finished cleaning up, I realized that I wanted mate with him. So I put my robe back on and went down stairs to see if his owners were looking for him. Satisfied that nobody was around, I went back upstairs to check on him. He was still lying on the floor panting. I really did want to have full intercourse with him but I was worried that he was finished. I didn’t know if I’d ever get this chance again. I then went down stairs and got him some water. Fortunately the water helped, and he was soon back on his feet. Remembering how he kept trying to mount me earlier, I sat back down on the bed and spread my knees apart. He immediately came towards me and again sniffed my pussy. I started rubbing my clit, trying to get him interested again. This time I got onto the edge bed on my hands and knees and let him lick me from behind. However, seeing me in this position was obviously too much for him and after a few licks, he immediately tried to mount me. Unsuccessful, I turned around and sat back down.

The dog then placed both front paws up onto the bed. I placed both hands on his back as he thrusts his hips trying to fuck me. I then turned around and he again tries to mount me. However because I was up on the edge of the bed, I was just too high for him and he simply wasn’t able to mount me. The dog actually seemed to realize this, so he just began licking me from behind. From this position, he was able to get his snout deeper into me. He worked his tongue up all over my pussy, and ass. I even began moving my hips a little as he licked. I then got off my palms, and bent all the way down giving him better access while resting one side of my face against the bed. He would often stop to sniff and explore me with his nose. I stayed in this position for about 3 min, before turning around and sitting back down on the edge of the bed. I saw that the dog’s cock was again hanging down fully erect. He then stood up and yet again, and put his front paws up onto the bed, pushing his hips out towards me obviously still trying to get in me. I then reached down and grasped his cock in my hand. As soon as I did this, he began to thrust his hips very rapidly, and I again pushed him away.

This time I got on the floor and again presented myself for him. No sooner had I done this, the dog aggressively lifted himself up onto my back and tried to mount me. He began thrusting his hips, but his cock wasn’t inside me. I could feel his cock brushing against my ass. I also felt his paws scratching my sides, so I quickly lay down on my side causing him to climb off. I then quickly wrapped my robe around my waist again presenting myself to him. He aggressively mounted me again, and after a few near misses, finally manages to slide his cock into me. I couldn’t believe just how expertly he was fucking me. My breasts were bouncing up and down with every thrust. I could hear his body banging against me, making a clearly heard slapping noise. My grunts and moans told me that I was certainly enjoying it. In fact it only took about 2 min before his “Machine like” rhythm clearly brought my to orgasm. In fact my vaginal contractions were so strong, the dog clearly had trouble keeping his rhythm. It took about 15 seconds before he was finally able resume humping at his previous pace. He humped me hard and fast again for about another 20 seconds, before reaching his own orgasm. He then stopped humping and just stayed motionless on top of me. We stayed in this position for about 3 min.

He was panting heavily, while resting his head against my left shoulder. I got tired of supporting his weight, so I got off my palms and rested the side of my face on the rug. When I did this, the dog thought I was trying to get away. He then growled at me, and I felt him tightening his grip around my waist. Satisfied that I wasn’t trying to break our union, he remained motionless while ejaculating inside me the entire time. I could feel his cock spasms, releasing his hot cum inside me. I let him finish, and after about another 2 min, he suddenly pulled out. When he did, quite a bit of his cum dripping out from my pussy. I could hardly believe it, a dog had just fuck me. My face felt flush, and my hair was damp and frayed from sweat. I felt as though I had just had a hard work out at the gym. I then went into the bathroom to clean up. When I returned a few min later, I got worried when I saw that his cock was still semi erect. I then went down stairs to see if anybody was around before letting him out. However when I returned upstairs, the dog was laying on the floor exhausted by the sex. I grew scared when all my attempts to get him up failed. It took about 20 min before I was finally able to get him out of the house.

Afterwards I had feelings of guilt over my actions. However I truly enjoyed the experience, so I knew I’d do it again. My sexual relationship with the dog lasted about 2 years. Although I wasn’t working full time then, I still didn’t do things with him every day. Often going weeks and months without any sexual contact. The daily routine of life simply didn’t allow for it. However I didn’t hesitate to take advantage of any opportunities to be with him. Still, I rarely initiated full intercourse. Instead I mostly gave and recieved oral sex. I actually preferred sucking and masturbating him to orgasm. Sure getting licked by his warm tongue felt terrific, but I especially liked his precum. His precum tasted good, I looked for any opportunity to give him oral sex just so I could taste it. A full mating session with him was a major undertaking. Getting “tied” with him during sex was always a possibility. In case you don’t know, male dogs have a round bulb at the base of their cock. when engaged in sex, this bulb swells and “ties” with the vagina. This ensures the female cannot get away until the male is finished mating with her. So I could only mate with him when I was absolutely sure we’d be alone for quite a while. Also his utter exhaustion afterwards meant I needed plenty of “Worry free” time before mating with him. However mating sessions with him was always a very enjoyable experience.

No man could match his hard and deep style of fucking. I simply looked upon the dog as a live sex toy. One that was always willing and eager. The only time I could really have full sex with him was during the few times a year my husband was away on business. I always took that opportunity to mate with him. I knew his owners never checked on him during the day, so we had plenty of time for sex. The dog was always interested in sex, and constantly initiating it. I would walk around the house naked except for my robe, waiting for him to initiate sex. Usually he’d start nosing around between my legs while fully erect. I knew this meant he was ready to mate. I’d bring him into the guest room where we had small, platform style bed. We always had sex here, and the dog knew it. Sometimes I’d find him in the room fully erect waiting for me to come in. I still managed to do be with him even when my husband wasn’t away. Again, this usually involved oral. I really enjoyed getting him off. I knew he enjoyed having orgasms just like a human. So it gave me pleasure knowing I was giving him a sexual release. Sometimes I’d sit down naked on the couch and smear whipped cream on my tits, neck, stomach, inner thighs and pussy. The just let him lick me clean. The only problem with being eaten out by the dog was his tendency to roam too much with his tongue. It felt great when he was licking my clit, but he never concetrated on it enough to get me off. I usually had to masturbate, stopping right at the point of orgasm, then letting his tongue bring me off.

Only one time in those 2 years did I ever come close to being caught having sex with him. Every Saturday, my husband played softball with friends. He’d leave at 9:00am and would usually be back around 3:00pm. It had been about 2 months since I last mated with the dog. So when I saw him outside after my husband had left, I decided to have sex. I had finished sucking him, enjoying his precum. I was just about to let him mount me, when I heard a car door closing in the driveway. Taken totally by surprise, I quickly got up up and saw my husband’s car in the drive way. I quickly threw on my robe and closed the door. Leaving the dog inside, still fully erect. My mind was racing as I quickly ran down the stairs. I was so scared the dog would start barking being left alone like that. How would I explain the neighbor’s dog in our guest room with a fully erect penis? Luckily, he was still putting away his gear in the garage. When I came out, he told be the other team didn’t show. I qu told my husband I really needed milk and eggs and a few other items. Luckily for me, he got back in the car and drove off the store. I ran back upstairs and I litterally had to push the dog out the back door. After this, I decided I’d better stop having full intercourse with the dog while my husband was around. The fear and consequences of getting caught was just too much. However, my when husband went away about 3 weeks later, I did mate with him again.

Eventually, I became pregnant with our first child. So I decided to stop all sexual contact with the dog. It certainly wasn’t easy at first. I still had sexual urges when I saw him alone in the yard. However, the official end to our relationship occurred when my husband got a fence for our entire property. A 5ft fence now separates our yards. My urges for the dog slowly subsided, but I still look back at my experience with him as very pleasurable. It has now been 5 years since I last had any sexual contact with him.

Well, that’s basically it. Please let me know if you enjoyed reading about my true-life experience.

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