My Animal Deflowering
By RebeccaAlx.
I had a group of boys and girls college mates with whom we had a great time together, very good sometimes, we usually got together after classes, there was not as much control as there is now by the parents. The cities were not as dangerous as it is now for a college student.
We usually have small parties after classes, sometimes we drink. The most advanced thing we made was to watch porn movies in the house where we knew our parents were away working.
The tension between us was maximum, a little more and we lost control and we all ended up rolling around together making our first orgy. The only thing missing was probably some enthusiast to give the push or an experienced person to guide us, but it didn’t happen. Within the group of friends I also had my boyfriend, but it is not necessary to describe or name him in this story.
At home we had a dog named Chamo, he was a mixed dog, we don’t know how many times his predecessors had mixed. He had yellow hair that was inherited from our previous dog Vagabundo that was crossed with a neighboring bitch. I don’t remember her name.
Chamo was a medium to big height, I can say, a little bigger than a Dalmatian, the body like this one, when I got home he was always was affectionate with me, but he was also a little rough, I hugged him and gave him kisses, he licked my hands and face, which I didn’t like much at that time.
The afternoons, we spent the time just the two of us in the house, he stayed on the patio and I stayed inside the house.
However, little by little, I think it happened naturally, he licked my knees and shins, under the end of my skirt, I never saw it bad, or in a sexual way from him.
On the other hand, my boyfriend and I were moving forward in the relationship. After classes, from time to time, we usually left the college about two hours earlier and we wandered around the city.
He had already put my hand on his penis over his pants, guided by him, he had also touched my breasts and had tried to grab my little thing, however, here comes my mother with her advice that I have been wise to follow until now.
So the days and weeks passed like that, Chamo continued with his affections and one day unconsciously, or rather consciously, he licked my legs up my skirt, closer to my little thing, at that time my body changed and i started to feel horny most of the time, my attention was drawn immediately and I went back to see him and I stay in front of him, after a while of thinking, I decided to lift my skirt a little to see what happend, this was already a different situation.
I was struck by the licks he gave me, so delicately, so rough, I stopped and lowered my skirt when the sensations were too much to hadled, with my breathing and my heart agitated, then I returned to his attention again and again and just stayed in front of him.
These new experiences made me think about it from the moment I woke up, being at college classes, while playing volleyball in the college, when I was with my boyfriend, until I got home and being with my parents, this new game was always in my mind.
I think these games also encouraged me to go a little further with my boyfriend, letting him caress my little thing, but I also started to urge to get back home, even bothering with my boyfriend to be able to leave and meet Chamo at home.
One day in the routine game with Chamo, I decided to lift my skirt completely. Chamo with his routine, as expected, reached where he had to reach, but not before having prevented him by closing my legs nervously several times and moving away from him. But in the end, this was a battle that he won.
Chamo from now on dedicated himself to licking my little thing over my underwear conscientiously, he was attracted to my juices that went beyond the fabric from my side, I was lost in lust, standing in front of him.
At times while licking me, he gave small bites that I had to control from time to time, my cheeks would blush and I would relax and enjoy these games on the living room sofa until I stopped him when I had enough and I was overwhelmed. At the beginning I still didn’t completely relate it to sex, and then I ended up masturbating until I came alone in front of him.
After these games, I generally felt depressed, guilty, and bothered with myself, but it did not stop me thinking about it all day. I was obsessed with the new experiences I was feeling. I think about it all the time, even while being with my boyfriend, comparing sensations.
My boyfriend used to kissed anxiously, as if in desperation, not as I expected, I was a little horny girl who expected more, I expected real details that did not arrive from him, I felt no connection with his attentions, he touched me clumsily and at the wrong time, until it got to the point he ended up bothering me and the rejecting him.
With these events the days and weeks passed, and at a certain point, I began to move aside my underwear from time to time to feel better his tongue reaching directly my skin and going deeper, this was something else, until masturbating and with the help of his tongue I came intensely over and over again, day by day, rolling around on the couch, with his tongue that wouldn’t leave me alone, wreaking havoc on me, i was completely lost in the sensations.
And as it had to happen over time, one day I decided that I no longer I needed the protection of my underwear, that I could control him by myself, so, in this way I felt freer lying in the sofa, more comfortable, more sensitive, I usually open the back door to let him enter the house and go after me directly to the sofa, I opening my legs intentionally and expecting for my male, seen Chamo approaching between my open legs.
Now, I would open my legs more freely, letting Chamo eat me completely, my ass and sex. Dogs don’t mind licking everywhere. with Chamo I learned that you can be licked completely and I love it. I will roll over around the floor, letting Chamo lick me in many ways. With him, I also learned your ass can also be licked, and since then I love to feel his tongue pressing against my asshole and I got accustomed to this, most men will never do this to you. My lips and walls were also in constant friction and coupled with his tongue, I loved this constant stimulation.
At one point, lost in lust,and wanting to go further, I also decided to inspect him. I had already had my boyfriend’s member in my hand under his pants, but without grabbing it so that he wouldn’t think I liked it, I hadn’t seen it yet. The first time I tried to touch him, he growled at me, and bared his teeth, Making me retreat scared and with a prude face, but after a couple of times of carelessly touching him while we were playing and rolling around in the living room, he liked it, the he began to take out his thing because of my caresses, and finally, I started to masturbate him after practicing a lot, everything at that time was mutual learning, I have no a reference to learn about it.
It wasn’t after masturbating him many times that his knot accidentally came out half grown from his hood, and then it grew and grew and didn’t stop growing, my heart was pounding to have this monster in front of me, I was amazed by what it was. passing right in front of my eyes, I had no idea what that ball was for at that moment, and I thought maybe it was a defect for being a mixed breed dog, I was stunned watching how that member grew in front of my face. , until it became a bright red member, a monstrous and voluminous member that did not stop swinging back and forth while ejaculating on the floor, my heart was beating hard with my cheeks flushed, my mouth was also watering. From then on I liked to masturbate him with my hand. It was my new passion. I love to feel my hand lubricated by his juices. In parallel I also started to masturbate with my boyfriend.
There was a moment when I couldn’t resist having his member a few centimeters from my mouth, feeling his heat and humidity that I loved from him, and I decided to try it, I was so lost in desire, and my heart wanted to come out, with the whore From my tongue I began to try it, the first few times it was not something that captivated me. But over time I swallowed him as much as I could, I was impressed by the amount of liquid he exuded, the process was very wet and lubricated, the first member I had in my mouth even before my boyfriend, I was lost in perversion
I liked this way of discovering things, without rushing, at my own pace, when I wanted to move forward, he was just there at my disposal for every step forward that I wanted to make, without pressure like my boyfriend, without fights, without arguments, no questions, just with the lassiva that day by day infatuated me
But all these actions were also leading me to a nervous breakdown. I have no one to talk to about these experiences, with my friends? with neighbors? With the college teachers? With my parents? Books?. I was really going crazy. One day of desperation I went to the college library as a veterinary student, and asked for books on veterinary medicine and types of dogs… there was nothing that could solve my problem in my head. it was the beginning of the 90s and no internet, my temper was unbearable especially with my parents.
With all these intense situations going through my life, the day came when my boyfriend convinced me, we arrived at my house and as soon as we closed the door, we kissed wildly, he was crazy, I couldn’t control him anymore, he ate my breasts and they hurt sweetly, this filled me with lasciviousness while I got all wet. He was eating my neck. I was already on edge and I could feel him between my legs. He had me against the wall as soon as we closed the door of the house, I told him to stop with difficulty until we reached my room, I had already made the decision, I was demonized.
I walked to my room, he followed me behind while he groped my butt, when we got to the room I pressed myself against a wall and looked at him like: what are you making me do, I myself started to pull down my underwear, which surprised him and made me I stopped realizing what I was doing, but my underwear had already fallen to the floor, only my skirt covered my sex, I decided not to do anything else on my own, he unbuttoned his pants and took everything off, I could finally see his erect penis pointing. towards me, I felt dizzy, I looked at his member covertly.
He approached and took off my top, leaving me only in my bra, and finally unzipped my skirt, which fell to the floor, making me feel defenseless at that moment.
We started kissing and I was already lost in desire feeling his skin and his member against my skin, he kissed me as if desperate, which I didn’t like very much, but I didn’t care because he wanted to be taken.
Seeing that he wasn’t doing anything else, I walked and got on the bed, putting myself on my back. He approached my face and I knew he wanted me to suck him. After looking into his eyes for a moment, I put him in my mouth, it was slippery, this was the second penis I had tried, after passing my tongue over it and tasting it for a while, I let it go wanting something more, he climbed into bed with me, his movements showed that he was nervous.
He licked my thing clumsily, it seemed like he didn’t like it very much, the only thing I thought, it’s not the same, but I was still totally wet, his skin was soft and firm and the only thing I wanted was to be penetrated, to have him inside. He lined himself up next to me and inserted the tip of his member, then he started pumping. I completely forgot my mother’s condom advice. This was delicious, although a little confusing, I can’t talk about pain but only at the beginning for a while. I felt him deeper and deeper opening the way, the friction of his member on my walls for the first time, I felt full, he continued pumping as if desperate. I felt how my body coupled with his member again and again, he continued pumping until I felt his body shake, he moved harder and then he stopped, I knew he was done, I just asked him what’s going on?. What’s going on?. I was still in ecstasy in confusion, then he fell on me and I knew it was over, he hugged me.
I thought and I remember that the girls from college told me that this happened the first time, that one usually didn’t orgasm the first time, I didn’t say anything and I accepted it like that, I just stroked her hair while I thought about what had happened, after a while her presence made me uncomfortable. That’s when I told him that my parents would arrive soon so he could leave. Once I closed the door of the house, I looked for Chamo and just out of curiosity I made him lick my thing standing, standing, leaning on the couch, there I felt a little of adoration but also relief with his licks, then I stopped, I didn’t want anything else for that day.
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My urgency to get home continued, I snuck away so that my boyfriend wouldn’t find me, I didn’t want to see him to the point of leaving the classroom a few minutes early.
When I got home, I didn’t eat, I didn’t bathe, the first thing I did was to go to the couch naked, I was enthralled in my task, with his tongue Chamo alone made me reach strong orgasms over and over again, sometimes I needed help masturbating but he knew his job very well.
Taking a step further, He, in the most natural way, one day climbed on top of me with his paws on the sofa trying to mount me, i just went crazy watching him from below, I began to make him climb on top of me while I was lying on the couch, I could feel his yellow hair on my skin that filled me with lust, It prepared me, I looking at my naked body covered by his was a supreme sensation.
But the best thing was that with a couple of movements of my pussy on his member with my legs bent, it began to come out and eyaculate precum over my pussy. It was total ecstasy, it was wild, I was lying on the coach with my legs bent, being covered by a big dog and looking at him from below was a surreal situation.
But the best thing was that with a couple of movements of my sex on his member, it began to come out, it was fiery, very wet, my cheeks were filled with fire. With a little practice, I managed to make him stay still over me, after his member came out and his knot grew. Then slowly I began to rub his member with my pussy lips with the movement of my hips over his thing, very slowly, I hug his back, going up and down, from his point to his knot over and over again, it was total lust, what explosive orgasms I received, my heart close to explode in passion.
This was my new passion, it drove me crazy with pleasure, my clitoris being rubbed directly by his member, without penetration, my sex covered by precum and cum, very wet, my embarrassment was completely lost, everything was now lust.
but this was also a torture, several times in our movements he was on the verge of penetrated me, but with all the regret of the case and with the last strength of my body, I was on my side to protect myself with a mischievous smile, it takes a lot of will to do it while being there
I remember that the whole process was very wet, my belly was flooded with our juices that finally fell by my sides, when he was in his ecstasy some jets of precum and cum could reach my chest, neck, and some sprinkles even my face, I loved that feeling.
Now that I remember it, I just smile and think that I really was crazy to have allowed those situations in the house, only the two of us, of course this wildness behavior i will never have with a man because of the prejudices and what they would say, all these battles with him were of total lust, however after this came the reproaches and the conscience, but at the same time I was more shameless, more determined, the image of my pelvis and my legs fused to his body were present in my mind in every conversation i have, while I attended classes, while I spoke with my parents, while being with my boyfriend.
I continued going out with my boyfriend, and although we fought more than anything, sometimes we had a good times. One day he convinced me and we went to his house. He told me his father bought new movies…..
I looked at him with desire, he made insinuations to me, he started making popcorn and told me to get juice from the refrigerator. When I opened the refrigerator, he stuck to me from behind, I could feel that he was very hard, he breathed on my neck. I smiled at him from the side. He ran his hands under my skirt until he reached my thing. While he ate my ear, with the other hand he reached my left breast, going under my bra, thus he pressed me towards him.
He kept lowering my underwear until it fell to the floor. After a while of squeezing each other, we went to the living room, I left my underwear in the kitchen.
He put a movie on the VHS. That porn was more recent. It was like in a butcher shop with a beautiful blonde, later I found out she was Silvia Saint, completely naked, leaning on a metal table. The guy ate her from behind, standing as she was, she was completely shaved, that was new to me at that time, then the guy with a good instrument began to enjoy her, going deep in her over and over again, but what surprised me the most, is that then he changed holes as if nothing, and then from side to side, with total ease, while she stood enjoying the penetration as if it were nothing, until then I remember.
I changed my attention when I saw that my boyfriend was slowly lifting my dress, I looked at him and he at me without words, we both went back to see my little thing, then he took out his member, beautiful, I like to see it, although I did it out of the corner of my eye
He started touching and kissing me, and he put my hand on his member, then he asked me to get on all fours on the couch, everything was perfect, horny as I was, and with Chamo in my mind, I could hear Silvia moaning while I looked at the kitchen and waited for him. He came up behind me, and penetrated me and started pumping me on the couch, with his hands holding my waist, what a delight
This time he used a condom, but what a delight to feel his member invade me, the friction drove me crazy, I was on the right path to come in an orgasm soon, although from time to time he lost the rhythm, as if he got tired and started again, but I was ready for him, I was horny.
However after a while I felt that he started to do it to me faster, hitting me hard, he grabbed my hips harder, then I felt that he stopped abruptly and I knew that it was all over, I kept moving my ass back and forth anxiously wanting to reach my ecstasy, but his flaccid member finally came out of me, I just nodded my head on the couch, I was frustrated, a feeling of humiliation, he sat down and I also on the couch, I felt upset, humiliated, we stayed for a while with the movie playing but without watching it, in silence, the movie bothered me now. He wanted to kiss me but I rejected him, until I told him that I had to go home. I got ready and left his house, and in goodbye we gave each other a cold kiss.
On the way home I was upset with myself, was I the problem? Was something wrong with what I was doing? When I got home I just went and took a shower, I had a mix of feelings, anger, guilt, and I felt upset with myself. Again I didn’t want to see him in class, he caused me a little repulsion now, I looked down on him, I spoke to him with indifference, I only thought about going home.
Several weeks passed and my mind was giving in as we reached the peak of our encounters with Chamo, but something was not completed, what could happen? I said to myself. In the end he already ejaculated on my face and over my pussy, and he gave me orgasm after orgasm in my nakedness, my embarrassment had completely disappeared, a was afraid about the fear of pregnancy but at the end my mind blocked this thinking.
One day I decided that would be the day, my mind and body were ready, I had decided the night before, I was focused on it on the way to take classes, during the volleyball game, in classes, the day was going very slowly because of anxiety, my heart began to beat faster, the bell rang and my anxiety reached the limit, I went out without looking at anyone, in the bus on the way home I thought about what I was going to wear, I decided a t-shirt, nothing else, I got home, I left my backpack in my room, and with all the calm I got ready, thoughtful, I put on just a t-shirt, my heart racing, I didn’t eat, I didn’t shower, for some reason I knew it was better this way, I looked in the mirror and went out, kn the way put my hair in a ponytail and walked to the living room
I went to the patio door, Chamo was already expectantly wagging his tail,I opened the door and walked to the couch, looked at him and stroked his head, he was already licking my legs wherever he could, my pussy, in the end I took off my shirt, sat on the edge of the sofa, I put a pillow on the headboard, I was already a puddle, he was intense trying to put his head between my legs, my eyes felt glassy, I called him, laying down with my legs open and sawing him approach between my legs, it is a very erotic image, he was already eating my ass and little thing, my lips expanded to give space to his tongue my walls felt the stimulus when he entered and left at a constant rhythm
It was time to call him sweetly just with a come hitting me in the chest, oh, feeling his hair on my skin, with just that he was preparing me already, my skin was bristling all over, suddenly my lips of my little thing was in touching his sheath, I was breathing heavily already, with my legs spread, it didn’t take long that his red point came out touching directly to my sex, the following events were so fast and unexpected that I was not prepared at all, I arched my back slightly, hanging from his back for the alignment and that was it, he found the course, he began to pump frantically with incredible power, I did not expect that intensity, I tried to get up, but I let myself fall again overwhelmed by the experience, my sex was so wet that it did not oppose any resistance, it was thin at the beginning and then started to grow and grow, seconds later stronger thrusts and I felt that my lips opened wide aided by excessive lubrication, without opposing any resistance but with great intensity and violence, besides I was trapped against the couch, everything happened very fast my lips opened and closed a couple of times until they closed and he stopped moving, immediately I felt his member start to expand inside me in every pulse.
I had no power of reaction, I entered a state of total frenzy, everything happened so fast, I was already breathing in gasps, and I sat up a little forward because of the intensity of the mating, my cheeks were fire, he then only exerted constant pressure on my thing, damn, damn, I anticipated saying between sighs, how can it be, how can it be, I repeated, it was not a sensation, it was a whole set of sensations, his hair stimulating my skin, the incredible pressure on my thing, everything super lubricated and hot, the throbbing of his knot, the tip of his penis that moved with each throb gently stimulating my cervix, jets of super hot semen hitting my cervix and flooding me all over, all that heat rose to my cheeks, we were buttoned hard, my head moved from side to side gently, and my hands moved without knowing where to put them, the sensation of being skewered, totally expanded, gave me a sensation of being helpless
Damn you, I repeated, my belly began to move with uncontrolled spasms as well as my hips, I could feel how his knot readjusted freely despite the pressure from how wet and lubricated we were with each one of my spasms, it was me who moved uncontrollably in each spasm, however my tightness surely did not let him out, I could feel his semen readjust inside me filling me, how can it be I repeated, my spasms increased and my little thing began to press against him, it seemed that it wanted more where there was no more, my hands grabbed his back, until the most subtle and explosive orgasm came to me in an extended way, my body vibrated like a leaf, my head from side to side slowly, because this torture did not decrease in intensity, little by little this delicious orgasm was fading, now I appreciated its throbbing better, the sensation of being full, expanded, open, I was being inseminated.
I don’t know how much time had passed since the last time Chamo had mated with a bitch, it could have been about two years I think, and I think it was a relief for him too, in every movement of my stomach and my hips I could notice how his knot held and turned, everything completely lubricated, he just kept still against me, he had me pinned to the couch, indifferent, his instrument was exploiting my pleasure machine to the maximum, I entered a state of lust and total frenzy, I was coming again, my involuntary movements of my stomach, the gulps of air I took, totally open, exposed, again I grabbed his back, predisposed, a second orgasm invaded me incredibly moving my pelvis, this was getting out of control, I was totally wet with sweat, at one point I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, but all the stimuli prepared me again
After coming out of the ecstasy, I was more aware of the situation, the frenzy was total, I rested one of my legs on his back the other still in the air bent, the caress of his fur on my foot was delicious, the movements of my pelvis were to feel his member, feel his semen moving slowly through how thick it was, lubricating his thing flooded in its own elixir, what sensations, his palpitations, and his unstoppable ejaculation, how much longer, how much longer. , I just rested my hands on his back, a third orgasm came to me with his stimulations, what an animal, I was in a trance moving my pelvis, in the end I just dropped my hands, I remember that for the first time I thought when this was going to end, I was destroyed from such intense mating, resignation, he continued to stimulate me, strongly tied to me, I think that he thought it was enough, I felt him begin to wing softly, in the frenzy I was in, at one point I felt my lips expand gently and slowly until I released him, a delicious sensation of feeling everything slowly return to its place inside of me.
I lay back, I was in shock, a feeling of shame, of degradation began, I turned my head and could see him panting, and his spectacular instrument still shiny with liquids, with its deformed and monstrous shape, swinging back and forth, I was impressed to know that it was inside me, I felt pregnant, inseminated, officially deflowered, I felt proud, in the following minutes there were a series of mixed feelings, first of affection towards him, resentment, smiles, hate, affection again, I did not feel like a woman, I did not feel like a bitch either, I felt like a hembra.
When i moved i could feel my fullness still there, his thick semen shifting, relocating, a little tickling, what a sensation, at one point he came back between my legs to lick my little thing, I was irritated, and this was a relief, I sat up first on my elbows where some of his semen came out while he continued licking me, a little later I sat up until I was almost sitting leaning on my hands, where it came out a little slower, he continued with his work until he finished and licked almost all of it, I was still in shock, looking at him, thinking: “look what you made me do, what you did to me” 15 minutes later, after witnessing him lick himself until his member disappeared into his hood, I decided to get up to go take a shower, my legs were shaking, but at the same time I felt super light, liquid continued coming out of me and my legs were muddy, I took a bath for about an hour and then went to clean up the mess.
About two weeks passed that I stayed out of Chamo’s reach, I was ordering my thoughts and my transition, during this time I meditated on the situation, I felt that I had matured from my environment, my friends’ conversations about boys, boyfriends, kisses, no longer made any sense, I was like on another level about how the most intrepid of my friends, even of my friends, in the end I definitely ended up with my boyfriend, for a while I preferred to be alone, later on my mother’s advice no longer made much sense but I accepted it
As for Chamo, he continued to take me throughout college, between games of wrestling, licking, catching, lying down, smearing with pre-cum and semen, mating, when I allowed him, over time I assumed the dog position in a naturally and Chamo took me more easily, which was almost certain to get me to accept him, I began to observe dogs in a different way, although I have always limited myself to family dogs.
The End.
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