Doggy love

By easygurl.
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I grew up as an only child on a remote west coast croft owned by my parents. I had no friends nearby, and with so many chores to do around the croft, I did not have the chance to socialize even on the infrequent occasions it would have been possible. As a result, I was a loner even at school. I left school at sixteen to work full-time on the farm when my father passed away. My mother looked after the business side while I did the heavy day-to-day work.

My only companion was Mandy, a two-year-old deerhound that I raised from a pup. We were inseparable. She accompanied me everywhere, never straying far from where I was working. At night, she slept in a basket in the far corner of my bedroom. I was not unhappy with my solo existence, but Mandy’s boundless enthusiasm and happiness certainly helped make my life bearable.

I went through all the changes of puberty on my own. I did not even have playground stories to explain what was happening to me partially. I certainly could not discuss this with my mother since she was old-fashioned and unable to think, far less talk about these ‘disgusting’ things. However, it is impossible to live in the countryside without picking up some basic ideas. So, I figured out that my regular spontaneous stiffs resembled those on males preparing to mount and mate. Moreover, by mimicking their humping in the best way possible, I quickly discovered and then frequently enjoyed the wonders of self-pleasure. Occasionally, I noticed that Mandy watched intently while I beat the meat, but I thought nothing of it.

Two years passed by before the significance of Mandy’s sporadic interest came to the fore. That summer was a scorcher, and it was still hot and humid when I went off to bed one night. Mandy had been quite restless for a few days but headed off to her basket as soon as I entered my room. She was curled up and settled in it before I undressed and got between the sheets. I soon fell asleep but then awakened during the night because of the heat. Instinctively, I threw the blankets off the bed. Now fully exposed, I eventually cooled down and became comfortable enough to fall asleep again.

Sometime later, I had an erotic dream about making out with a girl. Of course, it was pure fantasy as I had never even had a date, but it was far more intense than any that I had in the past. As usual in nocturnal reveries, I awakened with a jolt just when things were about to get exciting. I was absolutely shocked to find that Mandy was now stretched out on top of me with her pussy lips gently clasping and teasing the tip of my cock.

I was appalled by this turn of events and about to push Mandy off me. But, I realized that her juices were dribbling onto my cock. This left me in no doubt that her pussy was primed and ready, even desperate, to be used. Given this unbelievable opportunity, my inhibitions evaporated, and the most primeval male instincts took over. With one reflexive thrust of my hips, I drove my dick into Mandy’s fanny. As the newly exposed glans quivered and tingled with joy in this inviting cocoon, I knew I was past the point of no return. I slowly edged my willy deeper and deeper into that tight hot burrow. Then to my utter amazement, Mandy began pushing herself back onto my shaft until it was buried to the hilt in her fanny. Mandy was now panting happily as my cock twitched, pulsed, and rippled with delight in its beguiling sheath. Even more, the waves of pleasure surging from my dick as her fanny squeezed, caressed, and teased it literally took my breath away.

I was still consumed in this bewildering daze when Mandy began moving back and forth on my shaft. This prompted me to start thrusting as well. Soon, we were in synchrony, and Mandy’s whole fanny was being pillaged again and again by my engorged dick. All too soon, it reached the bursting point, and Mandy began yowling contentedly as my cock spasmed and released a stream of cum into her fud.

Mandy and I remained coupled for quite some time as delightful feelings continued to flow between us. Eventually, we rolled over, settled side by side, and went to sleep. I woke up as the first beam of sunlight was coming through the window. As soon as my dick realized that its tip was still nestled at the entrance to Mandy’s fud, it began to rise once more. This awakened Mandy, who intuitively pushed herself onto it. Then, still lying side by side, I slipped my arms around Mandy, pulled her in tight, and thrust my cock deep into her hot, tactile fud. Mandy whimpered as I repeatedly drilled her love tunnel and moaned with pleasure when it was finally filled with spunk. We savored every moment of the comedown before uncoupling and dropping off to sleep.

The sun was already up when my mother knocked on the door to get me up for the day. I noticed Mandy was in her basket, and I was alone on the bed. Straightaway, I wondered if my nighttime adventures had just been a dream. But when I saw Mandy busily licking up the white cream trickling from her fanny, I knew that they had really happened. Mandy looked happy, but I was mortified. How could I have fallen so low as to lose my virginity with a dog?

I did not have time to dwell on this horror. I got up, had a quick breakfast, picked up my tools, and headed off to a far outfield where I spent the day repairing fencing. Naturally, Mandy came with me. We were inseparable after all. She spent the day exploring the area or just lazing in the sunshine. I noticed that she did not wander as far as usual. Instead, she stayed close by and watched me like a hawk. We were almost attached as we headed home at the end of the day.

During the day, I had mulled the events of the previous night over and over in my head. I always considered myself a very moral person. So, the fact that I had so readily coupled with Mandy was deeply unsettling. How could I have given in so quickly to lust? But, whatever the reasons, I knew that there was no way to undo my despicable deeds. So, I just had to accept that they had occurred, move on, and make sure they never happened again.

I was absolutely set on this course of action when I headed home that evening, had my meal, and then set off to bed. But, of course, I should have known that this was all to no avail. Having tasted pussy for the first time, my cock was going to grab any opportunity for more, no matter what my head dictated. I had just slipped between the sheets when I saw Mandy lick her pussy and look longingly in my direction. My resolve melted away in an instant, and I pulled back the blankets.

“Come on, girl, there is plenty of room.”

Mandy did not hesitate. She bounded over into the bed and cozied up beside me. I flipped the covers over us, we cuddled together, and then, to all intents, heavy petted. As I caressed Mandy, she moved on top of me and began to lick my neck and face and rub her vulva against my willy. As soon as Mandy’s hot pussy juices started trickling onto my cock, it came to full attention and delved into her hungry fud. She shivered as it disappeared inside her but then settled as I plowed her fanny at a slow and steady rate. Mandy was squirming after a few minutes of relentless screwing, and her pussy tried to control the situation by tightening its grip on my shaft. This sent my cock over the edge. Mandy trembled and whimpered as my todger spasmed like a thing possessed and coated her pussy with man juice. I clasped her tightly in my arms so that we could share every ounce of the explosive passion of that climax.

Once Mandy and I eventually cooled off, we cuddled side by side and quickly fell asleep. Several hours later, I roused to find that I had morning wood. In my befuddled state, I completely lost the plot. I rolled Mandy onto her back, pushed her legs apart, and slid my throbbing cock into her pussy without further ado. Naturally, she was startled by this unexpected intrusion but quickly rallied to the situation. Mandy spread and lay back as I leaned over and started drilling her like there was no tomorrow. I did not pound her, but her pussy took virtually full-length strokes of my erect cock for four or more minutes.

She was writhing and groaning under this onslaught, but I was so far gone that this just spurred me. A full two minutes later, her fanny suddenly twitched and spasmed, and a deluge of juices scooted over my shaft. Mandy wailed as my dick then went berserk and shot its load and continued yowling as we went through every delightful wave of coitus. I remember thinking at the time how lucky it was that my mother’s bedroom was at the other end of the house and well out of earshot of this delightful carnal activity.

Mandy and I were still coupled when the red mist of lust cleared from my eyes, and the horrible reality of what I had just done to Mandy dawned on me. I had ravished her pitilessly. How could I do that? How could I sink so low? I knew that I had destroyed everything. I was sick to the stomach and distraught.

A few minutes later, the blankets fell off the bed when Mandy jumped to her feet. I looked up apprehensively, afraid that she would be aggressive and attack me. I was therefore astonished to see a vista of pure happiness. Mandy was bouncing around the bed, her face a picture of joy, and her tail was wagging like mad. Then, after a while, she settled beside me and eagerly licked my face. I was mightily relieved and pleased that Mandy was so content but had no idea why she felt this way, given the circumstances.

My understandings were no better when I set off in the morning to work in the fields. Mandy stayed close to me all morning and then cozied up to me while I had my packed lunch. This was not just to get some of my food, which she did. Her eyes were almost gleaming with pride and joy as she nuzzled into me. This melted my heart. I stroked her head and ears and kissed her on the mouth. As I did that, the tip of my tongue touched hers, and a wave of unbelievable feelings suddenly swamped me. I opened my mouth and slid my tongue under hers. Without delay, Mandy’s long tongue delved into my mouth and entwined with mine.

I was almost blown away by the powerful sensations then coursing into me. It must have been the same for Mandy because she enthusiastically carried on with the tongue tango. I was bewitched and more than delighted to share a long and sensual snog with her. I knew that dogs occasionally kissed each other, but never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined I would have a French kiss with one. However, given the opportunity, I went with the flow and appreciated every luscious moment of this new intimacy. Who would believe it? I have never been with a girl, but I have smooched and made love with my dog.

Mandy and I were still entwined when I had a magical moment of insight. She was clearly in heat and, given a chance, would have willingly submitted to any dog. But that possibility was not available to her, so she must have become frustrated. As I lay on top of the bed that first night, my powerful male scents probably drove her already strong desires beyond the point of no return. Then to her, I was no longer her master or a man, I became the cock that she desperately wanted, and the rest is history.

Our first coital encounters would have only partly satiated Mandy’s oestrus-driven hunger. In the wild, she would be forcibly used like a bitch by some feral top dog. While this had not happened, that deal was completed to all intents when I went savage and ravished Mandy. So, I became her dominant male, and we were essentially a dog and bitch couple. I had no idea what this would mean for us in the long run, but I was sure that it could be fun.

I reluctantly broke off my delicious smooch with Mandy and returned to my job. So many thoughts whirled in my head that afternoon. Before, I thought that I had just lost the plot when I ravished Mandy, but now, I knew that was only part of the story. There is no doubt that I did give into lust and the demands of my cock. However, the alluring come-get-me oestrus scents and fragrances being given off by Mandy certainly helped set things in motion. This was no justification for going caveman but at least partly explained my out-of-control actions.

I was happier than I had ever been and wanted more, provided Mandy was willing, of course. But I knew that the time available was limited since she had already been in heat for at least three days. So, it was that we made love at least twice daily over the next ten days. I did not force myself upon Mandy. She was always eager for cock and took the lead. So much so that I enjoyed hot pussy rather than my packed lunch on several days. Also, all records were broken when we got caught in a rainstorm.

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One day.

On that occasion, the rain was so heavy that we were drenched within minutes and so far from home. It was easiest to head to a nearby barn for shelter. Once inside, I stripped off and hung up my clothes to dry. As I was toweling Mandy with some sacking, I noticed that her vulva was glistening and dripping. In need of no further hints, I lay down amongst the straw. Mandy then got on top of me and pushed her pussy against my dick. It immediately got the message, stood to attention, and set about drilling that inviting fud with great relish. Many whimpered steadily and then howled with joy when my dick tremored and filled her with spunk. Mandy did not get off me.

Her tail wagged rapidly as she licked my face and then slid her tongue into my mouth so that we were French kissing. We held it together for about half an hour before Mandy broke off and started teasing my cock again. She was insatiable and took a further five loads of cum that afternoon. We were both exhausted when we headed home after the rain stopped but hey, what better way for us to keep warm while waiting for my clothes to dry. We did not couple that night, we only slept together, but regular service was restored the following day.

Twelve wonderful days passed before there were the first signs that Mandy was coming out of oestrus. One morning she did not react when I tried to pet her. She was equally unresponsive at lunchtime, so naturally, I assumed that it was all over. But then Mandy was quite frisky when we got into bed that night. I was delighted but totally unprepared for the beautiful surprise that she had for me.

Mandy and I made out between the sheets until we were both fit to burst. She then got on top of me and grappled the head of my dick with her pussy lips. I was swamped with unbelievable feelings as she then slowly pushed herself onto my shaft. Her fanny enthusiastically gripped, squeezed, and teased my cock as it was progressively engulfed. Then, as soon as my dong was buried to the hilt, Mandy’s vulval sphincters tightened around the base. This move locked my dick inside her and set off a fantastic set of sweet sensations and reactions. To my surprise, my dick further engorged and stretched her love tunnel. As a result, cock and pussy effectively danced together as one. Breath-taking feelings surged through both of us as they caressed, teased, and stimulated each other.

Mandy and I were close to climax after a quarter of an hour of this erotic tango.  Then, her fanny tightened around my dick shaft and began to release peach juices slowly. In response, my cock and balls shuddered, and spunk started dribbling out. It mixed with Mandy’s fluids to form a hot sensual layer between the shaft and pussy. These erotic reactions kept going minute after minute and were sheer bliss; imagine reaching the point of orgasm and staying there for half an hour. Our absolute joy continued until the build-up of love liquids loosened Mandy’s grip on my cock, and it plopped out. I was sad when this sensual experience ended but over the moon and gasping with joy to have shared every pleasurable second of it.

Mandy and I now cuddled up and slumbered in post-intercourse euphoria. But, by morning, she was curled up and asleep in her basket, so it was clear that this had been our last hurrah. From now on, any future pleasures would have to be by my own hand, so to speak. So things returned to how they were before Mandy came into heat, with the one exception that she often licked my face and occasionally gave me an intense kiss.

Two weeks passed, and I had a quiet afternoon, so I took Mandy to a nearby beach. We enjoyed the sea breeze as we strolled on the sand before finding a sheltered spot amongst the dunes to settle down and soak up some sunshine. While there, Mandy rolled over onto her back, and I began stroking and tickling her belly. As I did this, I brushed her nipples, and she sighed with delight. This piqued my interest, so I tweaked them a little more before leaning over her, latching onto a teat with my lips, and suckling it. Again, she moaned in response and became more and more excited as I worked my way down them one by one.

As I sucked the eighth nipple, I caught sight of Mandy’s pussy. It had not yet withdrawn, but unlike during heat, was now pale-colored and dry. Nevertheless, its captivating scents pulled me in, and I clasped it in my mouth. I licked her labia, plunged the tip of my tongue between them, and then found the protruding clitoris. Mandy became frantic as I stimulated it, shuddered, and then groaned as love honey burst from her pussy. She moaned happily as I supped and lapped up every drop from her now quivering and shimmering fud.

Mandy then got up on all fours and settled into the downward dog position. The sight of her inviting pussy provoked the obvious response, and my cock was soon making its way into her wet love tunnel. She began pushing back until my dick was buried inside her and clamped in place by her sphincter muscles. She now moved to lay on the ground, and I followed suit, leaving us on our side and still locked in the doggy position. On the surface, all appeared still and quiet for the next three-quarters of an hour. But that was not the case. Under the surface cock and pussy enjoyed the wildest and most enthralling dances of pleasure. We were both in seventh heaven and gasping for air when my cock finally slipped out of its hungry nest. I must admit that I was astounded by the stream of love juices that squirted from Mandy’s fud once its plug was removed.

A happy dog and bitch arrived home that night, and to my joy, Mandy did not head to her basket as usual. Instead, she slid into bed beside me, and we slept together all night. She never returned to her basket in the weeks and months that followed. We often canoodled and petted before going to sleep but only went all the way about once a week. Mandy readily demonstrated when she was up for it, and I was more than ready and happy to oblige. Abstinence and built-up anticipation made our coupled tangos even more magical.

Mandy and I have been a happy couple for six months now, and I could not be more satisfied. We are highly attuned to each other’s needs and desires. Still, I was taken by surprise today when she was clingier and more playful than usual. I had no idea why this could be until I noticed that her pussy was shiny and wet. Mandy was coming back into heat. My todger twitched wildly on, realizing that a fortnight of relentless demands on its prowess was now on the cards. Still, it was more than up for the challenge and ready to tackle the insatiable needs of Mandy’s fud during oestrus.

 

The End.

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*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Just remember, even with the limited editing we do, it doesn’t always mean the flaws in a story are always fixed.

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