XXX-Fiction

This all started after my now ex-girlfriend and I had a big argument. She had decided to cook my favorite meal but made one king-sized mistake. I was working on my car all afternoon and did not know what she was cooking until she called out that dinner was on the table. Was I surprised when I walked in and saw what she had cooked and was now sitting there with steam rising from the hot Chicken and vegetables? She had forgotten that I wouldn’t say I liked poultry of any description. Unlike Lindsay (we had been friends since kindergarten), he would eat it three times a day.

After a few questions and a quick search of her Ipad, I realized that I was not the only one she was bedding. I lost the plot before emptying her cookie jar and fridge, jumping in my car, and leaving rubber in her driveway and down the street as I drove away. After driving around for a while munching on her homemade biscuits and washing them down with a few beers, I decided to drive up to Matlock via the old gold mining town.

After I drove through the last town before the old gold mining town, the road turned to gravel with plenty of short straights and tight sweeping bends. As I was half pissed and stoned, I started pushing the gas pedal down and sliding around the corners rally style until I reached the bridge leading to the old town and slowed down until I passed through the darkened town and drove into the hills.

I was too busy concentrating on the road and looking out for any wildlife on the road to remember that I had checked the fuel gauge when the motor spluttered. As I made several tight left turns with the car almost on two wheels, and glanced to my left and noticed that little red light in the fuel gauge. As I had just reached the top of another hill, I let the car roll to a stop and killed the motor.

After swearing at my stupidity for a while, I climbed out and walked to the back of the car to get out the petrol can. Much to my dismay, the petrol can only had a few inches of fuel in it. So after emptying the can into the tank, I threw the can into the boot and slammed it shut. Then I emptied another bottle down my throat before walking over to the grass, unbuttoning my shorts, and taking a long piss. Then I must have passed out.

I do not know how long I had been laying there, but I thought I was getting a blowjob and went to grab hold of her head. I froze as I opened my eyes because I could see a dog licking my erect dick in the light of the moon. He was about the size of a Labrador but skinnier and almost sandy in color. When I moved as I woke, he lifted his head to my face and let out a soft growl, then lowered his head and started licking the head of my penis again. I may have been frozen to the spot, but my dick had other ideas, and within seconds, it shot my load all over his nose.

After he cleaned himself and my limp dick, he started pawing me. It was like he was trying to turn me over. At first, I lay there, but he got a little aggressive and grabbed one of my hands as he tried to roll me over onto my stomach. The moment I rolled over onto my knees, his nose was shoved between my butt cheeks, and the tip of his tongue felt like it was trying to slide inside my arsehole.

Several seconds later, he slid onto my back and started poking the tip of his dick against my bum but hitting everywhere but my hole. I quickly reached between my legs, hoping to give him a handjob beside my dick. I was trying to grab hold of his slippery dick when I felt someone’s hand push my hand away from the dog’s dick until he found my arsehole, and it slid inside me. Then the stranger let go of my hand and fondled my penis until it became fully erect.

Then I heard a female voice behind me as she said, “Looks like Red has found himself a new bitch.”

A few seconds later, she moved around in front of my head, grabbed a hand full of hair, lifted my head in front of her naked hairy groin, and let out a little laugh.

Then she said, “Now it’s your turn to do some licking,” as she slid her slender legs under me until her groin was under my face.

Then she pushed my face down between her parted lips, and all I could smell was the dog. At first, I hesitated to touch her until she increased the force behind my head, and my nose touched her fur. When I slowly stuck my tongue out, I found her love bud sticking up almost like a little dick and quickly slid my tongue around it as my brain ignored the smell. After several seconds her body responded as she rubbed her groin up hard against my face and shoved her loved bud between my lips.

It only took a few seconds before she started climaxing and squirting all over my nose and face. I had barely got my breath back when she had another orgasm and less than a minute later, she climaxed again and again. I had not realized that she was holding onto the dog’s head until he started to growl as he struggled to move back, trying to pull his swollen dick out of me. Then she asked me if her dog’s dick was still too big to slide back out of me.

Still, he had other ideas, and he suddenly pulled back, and as luck would have it, his dick slid back out of me. Fair enough, it almost made my eyes water, but no damage was done to my poor little butt hole. Before I could move, another dog shoved its head under me and started licking the head of my erection.

I started to lift my face, but she grabbed hold of my hair and said, “Not so fast bitch, it’s his turn to mount you,” and slid back until she could wrap her legs around my head and shoved my face down between her thighs.

Seconds later, he mounted me, but he was a bit smaller and squirting between my legs and over my balls. After several seconds he moved back, and the woman told me to lower my arse the next time he climbed on top of me. After he walked around the two of us sniffing and licking here and there, he shoved his nose between my legs, licking my balls and dick before moving his tongue to my butt hole. After the dog slobbered and licked over everything he could get his tongue to, he finally mounted me.

Meanwhile, she had turned sideways under me. When the dog jumped onto my back, she quickly guided its dick to my asshole and held it there until he stopped humping, and we were locked together, and she moved away. A few seconds later, I turned my head around to see her sitting on the front bumper of my car with her legs wide apart and the large dog licking between her legs with passion. I reckoned she was about five and a bit tall, with small tits, wide hips, and shoulder-length hair.

I remained there watching her have multiple orgasms until he jumped up, trying to mount her. She quickly pushed him back and slid off the car before falling onto her knees and lowering her face to the grass. In less than a second, the dog mounted her and humped her arse like there was tomorrow. I think the dog humped her for almost a minute and then just stood panting, and I could see the drool dripping from his mouth over her shoulders for several minutes under the light from the moon.

I was so busy perving on the two of them that I had failed to notice that the one still knotted up my arse had turned around. We were butt to butt until the dog started trying to walk away and pull its dick out of me.

Then she laughed and said, “How’s it feel to be one of their bitch’s,” as the one that was filling her with his sperm turned sideways and stood there with back one leg on top of her back.

For some weird reason, my mind suddenly had this picture of someone driving up and watching the two of us with her group of dogs taking their turn at fucking our brains out. Then the one behind me gave another tug, and the dog’s not-so-swollen dick slid out of my well-used arsehole, followed by its sperm. I quickly stood up and walked over to where she was kneeling with her lover still knotted inside her slender body.

Then I knelt in front of her and lifted her face in front of my rock-hard dick and whispered, “Looks like it’s your turn to do some sucking, bitch.”

But she let out a weird high-pitched sound and growled. Seconds later, we were surrounded by her pack, and the one on top of her was trying to crawl forward over the top of her while he was still knotted inside her slender body. I lost my erection and almost pissed myself as I slowly moved back, letting go of her head.

A few seconds later, she started to stand up, and her lover slid off her back until she almost stood and lifted his legs off the ground. Then she pulled her butt checks apart, and he was free. I could see that the dog’s dick was still extremely large, with a knot the size of a small grapefruit. Meanwhile, a few other dogs were barking and snarling as they circled me. I slowly moved back towards my car, hoping for protection if I could climb inside it. Then, one of the other dogs suddenly jumped up, paws against my chest, and stumbled backward until I tripped over one of the other dogs behind me.

I remember hearing someone tooting their car horn and yelling, asking if I was all right.

I slowly opened my eyes to see that it was daylight, and I was laying almost naked beside my car with some old fart hanging out the driver’s side window yelling at me. Then I quickly stood up, grabbed my shorts, moved to the other side of my car, and put them back.

When I walked to his car, he said, “What happened? Did you get lost and run out of petrol, or were you too drunk to keep driving?” When we were standing in front of each other, he started sniffing loudly and said, “Fuck, you stink. What in the hell were you doing last night?”

I just shrugged my shoulders and muttered, “I failed to check the petrol gauge before I started driving up to Matlock, and when I saw how little petrol I had left, I stopped the car and drank a few bottles before passing out.”

I could not help noticing that his eyes covered every inch of the ground around us. Then he looked me square in the eye and said, “I won’t ask how you lost your shorts, but there seems to be a lot of dingo tracks and someone not wearing shoes around your car.”

I stood there for a second and then asked him if he had any spare petrol. He just gave a little huff and said, “Never leave home without it,” as he walked over to his ute, returned with a full Gerry can, and passed it to me. I thanked him, emptied it into my car, and asked how much I owed him.

“Ten should cover it,” he said. He bent down in front of my car and laughed a little before standing up and saying, “Looks like crazy Mary and her pack were here last night.”

Before I could stop myself, I blurted out, “Is that her name?”

He said, “You’re not the first to see her and her pack. I guess you were lucky that you were so pissed that her pack only pissed on you.”

Then he walked back to his ute and drove off, and I swear I could see a smile on his face.

After he left, I climbed a nearby tree and looked around, but no sign of the dogs or her. So I returned to my car, fired it up, turned it around, and headed home for a long hot shower. I have never told anybody else about that night and what happened to me or asked about Mary and her pack of dogs.

 

The End.

Who said Guys can't get in on with beasts?

 

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