How I Lost My Canine Virginity
My name is Jennifer, and I was 18 when I lost my canine virginity. I live in a college city, so many stay with their parents after high school to save for an apartment or live in the dorms. I did not do this. While my parents do live here, and I did live with them before college, I wanted to be “on my own” as soon as I could, so during the Summer after high school but before college, I moved into an apartment that my parents paid for, but I was responsible for paying them back.
Any apartment I could potentially move into required that medium-sized dogs be allowed so my German Shepherd, Duke, could stay with me and keep me company, as I would not have any roommates. It should be noted that sexual relations with my dog did not influence this decision on any level. We did not do anything sexual together until a few months into apartment life.
Before we get to that, I’d like to backtrack and talk about sex in general. I was a sexual girl in high school and am now a sexually grown woman. I lost my virginity early in high school, and over months and years of high school, I gained a lot of experience with sex and how good it can feel with males and females.
As much as I enjoy sex, I tend to be pretty picky about who it’s with, which is why I was alone and bored in my apartment that fateful Sunday afternoon. A couple of months after I started college, I had a Sunday free, no homework, and no more studying needed to be done.
I hadn’t had any action in over a week and got antsy. Usually, a quick text message or two to someone I know will fix that, but today was different. I didn’t feel like being around people, male or female, strangers or friends with benefits. I just wanted to be by myself. But how am I supposed to state this desire to have an orgasm or ten?
After asking myself that question, I noticed my dog’s tongue. He had come up to the couch and stared at me from the floor with his tongue in plain view. From my experience with girls and some guys, I know tongues can be very pleasurable when properly applied to the right places on a girl’s body.
So there I was, horny, alone, and seeing my dog’s tongue. A body part that I knew could satisfy my horniness. I took him to the bedroom, and we wrestled on the floor for a few minutes. I did this in my underwear. This only made me hornier, and so my panties were flooded, and I needed to satisfy that hunger.
I lay on the edge of my bed, now naked, legs spread, pussy at the very edge of the bed. My dog immediately smelled something he liked, found his way to it, and began licking, and oh my god, it was heaven (still is wink.gif ). He couldn’t get enough human pussy, and I couldn’t get enough of his tongue. He brought me to several orgasms that I’d never experienced before.
We did this daily after my last class of each day for a few weeks. When I would rewardingly pet him afterward, he would thrust his hips humbly. I never put 2 and 2 together to figure out he wanted to mount me, nor did I ever consider having him penetrate me. A dog’s penis isn’t usually in your mind, as its sheath usually hides it.
One day, while petting him after a particular oral sex session, my hand was too close to his dick, and it started to protrude from his sheath. When I saw its tip, the lightbulb IMMEDIATELY went off in my head. “No, duh! I never even thought to let him penetrate me,” I thought.
I was worn out already at the time, so we didn’t, but I was VERY excited for the next day because I wasn’t going to waste any time attempting to have full-on sex with him.
So, class finally ends, and I rush to my apartment. My underwear has been soaking pretty much all day from the thought of what I was about to do. It never even entered my head that this was gross or wrong; to this day, I don’t believe it is.
I enter, drop my backpack at the door, and immediately go to my bedroom. He already knows and expects to lick my pussy after I come home, but he has no idea what is in store for him today.
We usually start with some licking and the corresponding orgasms. I stop him before I’m worn out and call him up to stand. My bed was low enough for him to stand and still penetrate me, having thought of this beforehand.
I called him up. Being a well-trained and intelligent dog, he did what he was told. His sheath just barely rubbed my pussy, and he began thrusting. After a few thrusts and some help with my hand, the tip of his penis found my pussy, and it fully came out of its sheath and into my body, and again it was heaven and still is.
He only really thrust in and out of me for a few minutes before pulling out, but that was all it took. Though I didn’t orgasm from it, I was hooked nonetheless.
He finished me with more licking, which was the end of our first time together. I spent the rest of the evening on the computer reading about male canine anatomy and how to have sex with a dog best, so I could not screw up and hurt myself.
From then on, we practiced daily. He didn’t have much stamina, and he still had trouble finding my entrance, but practice made perfect.
We did it missionary on my bed at least five times a week, on the weekdays and not usually on weekends, as I’m pretty busy catching up with my friends.
I experimented with doggy style, but I didn’t want him knotting inside me for fear it would hurt or accidentally penetrate my ass. I’m just not an anal type of girl, dog or not. I had read the proper technique for keeping him out of my ass and that the knot wouldn’t hurt or hurt that much, but I was still afraid. Still, keeping him out of my ass before penetration, then having to stop him from knotting with me, made doggy style too damn awkward. So we stuck with a missionary on my bed. It was almost impossible for him to enter the wrong area or knot inside me, so it was perfect.
We did it like that for a few months. Come home after classes, take him to my bedroom, wrestle, and then have sex.
During those few months, I had been contacting another woman who had experience with male dogs (obviously not on this site, though, lol), and they were all encouraging me to give the doggy style a serious try.
So I did. I got on my hands and knees for my dog one day, kept him out of my ass, and this time let him go all the way to the end, and it was even more heavenly. His knot will press right up against my G-spot for the 10-20 minutes that he’s swollen. The whole time we were knotted, I felt a strange sensation inside of me every few seconds, a warm feeling. Thanks to my prior research, I knew that he was ejaculating into my pussy, but I had no idea how it would feel. It felt amazing, it was so warm, and there was so much of it!
And that is my story. Started when I was bored and horny and continues to this day. We are far more experienced in it now and get maximum pleasure. He enters my pussy almost effortlessly, and together we keep his knot inside me through the entire length of his ejaculation, which I have learned requires at least one towel folded a few times to be laid beneath us.
The End.
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