Started Small
By albertsdog.
The day before this all started, I was mowing the yard and cut off one of the pop-up sprinkler heads that had stuck up. I told my husband about it that night, and he said it was my problem to fix because I should have been paying better attention when I was mowing.
“Besides,” he said, “I’m fishing with the guys tomorrow morning, and we won’t return for two days. You can replace it because you’ve helped me do it before.”
It was already warm at eight the next morning, so I wore terrycloth shorts and a halter top (skipping even panties and bra.) I replaced the broken sprinkler head after a cup of coffee and a bagel. I was so intent on the project at hand that I didn’t notice that our neighbor’s border collie had made his way through the shrubs and into the yard. I was down on my hands and knees, just starting to dig around the sprinkler, and I only realized he was there when he jumped up and tried to mount me as though he thought I was a bitch in heat.
I turned and pushed him away and told him, “Quit that,” and went back to digging.
He ignored what I told him because he came right back and shoved his nose between my thighs and nudged my pussy through my shorts before jumping up on me again, humping frantically. I pushed him off again and scolded him, but it didn’t seem to make any difference to him. Before I finished with the sprinkler, I must have pushed him away at least twenty times. I don’t know why I didn’t get mad at him, but I realized he was making me horny even though my husband had pumped me full of his cum just that morning before he left. During a few of his attempts, I felt his bony cock stab the back of my leg a few times and even against my covered pussy two or three times.
Finally finished with the sprinkler, the thought of him finding my pussy with his thrusting little shaft without help sent a shiver through my thighs and ended deep in my cunt. I immediately told myself I was crazy and went into the house and got a glass of iced tea. Bringing it out on the back deck, I sat down, and the little collie came over and laid down right at my feet, looking up at me with excited eyes.
That’s when I knew I was crazy because I realized my pussy was dampening my shorts, and I had to keep resisting the urge to start rubbing it. I couldn’t stop the images flashing through my mind. Images of the dog with his front legs wrapped tightly around my waist, his hind end humping wildly. I could almost swear I could feel his bony cock stabbing against my thighs and ass, squirting his slick pre-cum all over me as he frantically searched for my warm, wet pussy.
‘This is stupid,’ I thought as I stood up, slid my terrycloth shorts down to my ankles, and stepped out, but I couldn’t stop myself. Almost in a daze, I walked down the two steps to the grass and got down on my hands and knees. The collie wasted no time, his nose going straight to my now exposed oozing pussy. Every nerve in my body stood on edge when I felt his tongue slide across my already hard clit and between my swollen pussy lips.
He only licked long enough to satisfy himself that I wouldn’t shove him away before he rose and clamped his front legs around my waist. I could feel him jerking around as he humped away. He would keep stabbing around with his bony, squirting shaft for fifteen or twenty seconds before climbing off and walking excitedly around me once or twice. Then he would climb on me again from the side and wrap his front legs around me as his hind end swung behind me. I could see just an inch or so of his finger-sized shaft with a pointed fleshy tip sticking out of his sheath as he circled me.
Each time he mounted me, he would get closer to his goal of finding my pussy. I could feel him stabbing away, his bony shaft ramming against the backs of my thighs and between the cheeks of my ass. Between his continued efforts and my adjusting how high I held myself, he had mounted me ten or twelve times before I felt his stiff rod find its intended target. He must have been able to feel the heat with his little cock because once he got the squirting tip between my pussy lips, he paused just long enough to clamp his front legs tighter around my waist.
His next thrust was demanding, his front legs pulling back against my hips, his hind end thrusting forward. I felt his thin rod slip easily into my slick pussy and could feel his rod expanding rapidly as he tried to go deeper. He had managed to get his cock shoved inside me, but not quickly enough because his knot had swollen before he got it inside me, and now it was preventing him from going any deeper. When he realized that was all the deeper he could get, he calmed down, and I could feel his cock surge inside me as he pumped his doggy seed.
He seemed to know he wasn’t completely inside me because he only stayed there thirty seconds before climbing off and laying down in the grass to lick his swollen knot and cock. It gave me a chance to see how massive his little shaft could get and how big and rock-solid his knot was. I was almost amazed how his thin pink shaft, hardly the size of my finger, could turn into a purple raging monster as big as my husband’s hard cock and how his knot could go from pea size to bigger than two walnuts. I felt relieved that he wasn’t a big dog.
He licked himself for two or three minutes as his cock and knot shrunk and slipped back inside his sheath. As soon as it slipped back in, though, he got up and made one circle around me, and jumped right back on. This time, he knew where to be, though, and with just a couple of thrusts, he slipped the fleshy tip of his cock between my pussy lips. This time though, he gripped me tight, and on his second forceful thrust, I felt his cock ram deep inside my cunt and his pea size knot slide through my tight opening. He kept humping wildly, getting deeper with each thrust as I felt his knot quickly swell.
This time we both knew he had his cock locked inside me. We both knew I was his bitch. I felt his cock expand inside me, stretching my cunt as he continued humping, going deeper and deeper until his balls pushed against my pussy lips. I felt his grip on my waist relax. At the same time, I felt his swollen cock begin to surge inside me and felt a gush of his hot dog seed spew deep inside me with each surge. He stayed that way for a minute, his cock squirting repeatedly, pumping my cunt full of his seed.
I felt his front legs slowly relax their grip and then slip off to my side. His cock, though, didn’t relax, it was locked inside me, and he turned completely around to face away from me. We were tied, and he would continue filling his bitch with his cum, her pussy opening sealed off by his swollen knot.
My pussy felt great, with the collie’s cock surging inside. I knew his knot was holding him inside me, but I also knew it was small enough that if I relaxed my pussy it would easily slip out. That’s when I saw, out of the corner of my eye, the black lab slip between the bushes and walk straight towards us. He sniffed the ground and air like he could smell a bitch in heat. He calmly walked over, sniffing his way straight to my pussy with the collie’s cock locked inside.
He seemed in no hurry, though, waiting, circling both of us repeatedly until I felt the collie’s knot shrink inside me until it slipped out. I hoped I would get a chance to get up and get away because the lab was a lot bigger than the collie, and I wasn’t so sure about getting bred by him. It didn’t work that way, though. The lab was on me as soon as the collie pulled away from me. I tried to get up but heard a low growl from deep in his throat.
I would be his now, and he was letting me know. Yes, I was a bitch, HIS BITCH, and he would take her whether she wanted it.
I tried everything possible to escape what would happen, but it was impossible. He weighed almost as much as me and was too powerful. I lowered my ass, hoping he wouldn’t be able to get down far enough to stab his cock in my pussy, but he was strong enough that his front legs gripped around my waist and were lifting my ass to meet his thrusts.
Humping and thrusting, jerking my ass higher and higher, working his hind legs closer to me until I felt the hot fleshy tip of his cock rub against the cheeks of my ass. His hind feet danced around between my knees as he humped away, sometimes scratching the backs of my calves, making me spread my legs farther apart to avoid getting all torn up.
Then I felt the hot fleshy tip of his cock rub against the cheeks of my ass, first on one cheek and then the other, his pre-cum squirting, making them feel wet and slick as it slid from side to side until finally slipping into the crease between them. Working his hind feet closer to me as he slowly worked the squirting tip down the crease, closer and closer to my pussy.
‘What is wrong with me,’ I thought. ‘I’m not afraid of him anymore. He’s making me feel good. He’s not stabbing away at me like I thought he would. All I feel is the fleshy tip and spongy end of his sheath rubbing against me.’
I felt my body relax as a shiver ran through my cunt. As I relaxed slightly, his humping became less frantic, and he kept working his way down until I felt the tip slip between my pussy lips. I’m sure he felt the heat of my pussy because he tightened his grip slightly and positioned his hind feet to press himself tighter against me, his sheath mashing against my swollen pussy lips, the soft tip of his shaft barely inside me.
Then, for just a moment, his body was almost motionless as I felt his shaft extend from its protective sheath directly into my pussy just an inch or so. Then suddenly, his powerful hind legs thrusting himself forward simultaneously, his front legs pulling against my hips, jerking me back against the thrust. I felt his hard shaft penetrate me six inches in just an instant. Immediately, he thrust again.
This time, I felt his knot, the size of two large marbles, force its way through my tight opening. Almost instantly, I could feel his knot swell inside the band of muscles surrounding my cuntal opening. He knew by instinct, we both knew, that once swollen inside that band of muscles, his knot would lock his thrusting cock inside me, and I would be his. HIS BITCH! HIS BITCH TO BREED!
He continued thrusting, but with his knot swelling bigger and bigger, his cock never moved out as he pulled back. It only tugged at the inside of my pussy and then slipped deeper as he thrust forward again. Deeper and deeper, his cock was swelling like a balloon inside me, my pussy feeling stuffed and his knot getting even bigger. He doesn’t even need to thrust any more. His knot, still swelling, is pulling his cock deeper and deeper. He isn’t even thrusting anymore when I feel the first hot gush of his cum deep in my cunt.
Again and again, his cock surges as he pumps me full of his hot seed. As I feel the hot cum filling my cunt, I start the strongest orgasm I’ve ever had. He is panting like crazy, and I feel his hot breath on the back of my neck as I feel him relax his grip around my waist, but the surging inside my pussy doesn’t stop. My pussy has never felt sooo full, but I still feel gush after gush spewing inside me.
It’s almost five minutes before the gushes taper to occasional squirts, and he slips his front legs to my side and turns around until we are ass to ass, locked, tied until his knot shrinks. We stay tied for at least another fifteen minutes. He doesn’t cum much more, but the swollen knot keeps his cum from leaking out of me, giving his seed time to make it to my womb.
There must be some chemical in dog cum that makes your pussy go crazy because once I have dog cum in my pussy, it drives me crazy, and the only thing that makes it feel ok is to have another cock inside it. Since that day, I have had as many as four dogs, one after the other and each one at least twice each. Oddly, they don’t fight. It’s like they know that once a bitch has been screwed once, she’ll almost beg for more cock until she can’t stand anymore.
The End.
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