The Biggest Dog Slut
By likestowatch.
She was starting her first year of high school. Tiffany and four friends were playing a silly game. They devised lewd names for each other using their initials. Tiffany was nicknamed ‘The Biggest Dog slut.’ It was quickly shortened to ‘Dog slut.’ Fortunately, she took it in good humor because it stuck. All her friends and even her siblings often used it. Her birthdays afterward included such gag gifts as dog collars and chew bones. It was all innocent fun until she turned eighteen.
Tiffany never had sex with a dog until she turned eighteen. She had thought about it, of course. One can’t be called a ‘Dog slut’ every day without becoming curious. After watching a lot of dog porn, she lost her virginity to a Doberman. Tiffany became a full-fledged dog slut at university. The thrill was addictive.
That was five years ago. Presently, Tiffany was nearing the cute guy and his huge English Mastiff. Tiffany slowed and smiled at them and stole a glance under the dog, stopping within a few feet of them.
“Hi. I’m Tiffany. Is he friendly?”
“Hi, I’m Travis, and he’s Goliath. We’re both friendly,” he answered with a laugh and a smile for the sexy younger woman.
Tiffany politely laughed in response and squatted, holding out her open palm. Goliath sniffed, then licked it. She ruffled his fur behind his ears, causing Goliath to lick her neck above her sports bra. Tiffany flashed her tattoo. The cursive script read ‘The Biggest Dog Slut’ in red, surrounded with a green leafy vine, except there were paw prints instead of flowers.
Travis gasped. It was her, the girl he’d been looking for and the one his friend told him about. He stammered, “I think you met my friend and his dog a few weeks ago.”
“Can you describe him?” she asked.
“He’s about six foot and—”
“No, the dog,” she interrupted.
“Oh, he’s a Rottweiler. His name is Jake,” Travis answered sheepishly.
“I remember Jake. Travis, would you mind if Goliath and I hook up?” Tiffany boldly asked.
“No, where would you like to go?” he answered as his cock swelled.
“The public restroom locks from the inside. You can watch if you want,” Tiffany offered.
Travis nodded, nervous about discussing his good fortune in fulfilling a fantasy. The trio soon found themselves locked in the park’s public restroom.
As Tiffany slipped off her runners and shed her yoga pants, she told Travis, “No touching, and don’t cum on me. I’m a dog slut, not a slut for humans.”
She knelt beside Goliath and began stroking his sheath. Less than a minute later, the Mastiff’s hips were fucking empty air. Tiffany was dripping. The young brunette went to all fours over the floor drain and smacked her ass. Tiffany grunted when Goliath landed on her back. She locked her elbows to support his bulk. Travis pushed his sweatpants to his thighs and began stroking his meat.
“Fuck! He’s heavy,” she groaned.
Goliath pulled his bitch towards him. The chiseled red tip slotted into the dog slut’s wet pussy. The Mastiff fucked the young brunette with slow, powerful thrusts. Each thrust pushed his cock deeper into her. The warm wet friction caused the dog’s cock to swell in length and girth. The knot soon stretched her labia as the big dog pumped in and out of her.
Tiffany could only sit there and take it. The massive dog owned her until he was finished. She gave herself over to the sensation of being dominated by the inhumanly powerful male. He was pounding an orgasm into her.
“Oh god! He’s going to make me cum,” she exclaimed.
Goliath made one last powerful thrust and drove his knot into his bitch. As the Mastiff’s knot swelled inside her, Tiffany was happy that her previous experiences had trained her pussy to take large knots. Still, the size of the dog-cock and knot pushed her limits.
“Oh fuck! He’s big,” she moaned.
Goliath began hosing her insides down with his puppy makers. The hot blasts of dog-cum against her cervix, coupled with the huge knot rubbing against her g-spot, pushed Tiffany into her orgasm.
“I’m cumming,” Tiffany shouted as her arms gave out, and she fell to her elbows under the weight of the massive beast and the impact of her climax.
The action was too much for Travis. He barely got the head of his cock over the sink rim before blowing his nut while watching the mated pair in the restroom mirror. He shot rope after rope into the sink. Travis was no match for Goliath, however.
Goliath remained knotted to his bitch for twenty minutes as he filled her sex to overflowing. The Mastiff and brunette panted in exhaustion from the intense fucking as they waited.
When Goliath pulled out, a large gush of their juices flowed into the drain. The Mastiff went about licking his cock. Tiffany, sore from the fucking, stood and eased gently back into her yoga pants and runners. They cleaned up.
“That was amazing. You okay?” asked Travis.
“Just a little sore. Could you help me get home?”
“Sure.”
“And …um…can I see Goliath again?”
“Of course. He’d love that. We both would,” Travis answered as he pulled out a card for his kennel and dog breeding business.
Taking the card, Tiffany could only smile and say, “Travis, I think we’re going to be close friends.”
“I hope so. Let’s get you home,” Travis responded.
And indeed, they did become close friends. They eventually married.
The End.
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