The Bitch on the Beach

By bisara.
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Waking in the morning, after a hard week at work, her recent split with her partner still heavy in her mind, Sara looked at the space beside her, stretching her naked body and slowly climbing out of bed. She gazed out the window at the beautiful sunshine, so lonely, so horny, and so sad. Making her way through the empty house, she pondered her absent lover, wishing she could have one more chance to win her back, hoping she wasn’t so submissive, but I can’t help myself said to herself.

The day was so lovely, and it was all the excuse she needed to pack up a beach towel and her bag. ‘Damn, I am going to lounge on the beach,’ she thought. Being a frequent visitor to the local nudist beach, she knew it would be quiet and secluded, so slipping a loose-fitting button-down dress over her naked body, she drove the forty minutes to the beach, parking and casually making her way to the small cafe at the average beach end, quietly sitting and sipping her coffee, reading her novel, she noticed a woman approaching with a massive dog on a lead, never had she seen a dog as large.

“Excuse me,” the woman said as she approached, “would you mind just watching my dog while I quickly use the lady’s room?”

“Hmmmm, is he okay with strangers?” Sara stammered. Looking at the size of him was pretty concerning.

“No. he is fine. He is just a big teddy bear, do you mind?” Handing over the lead, she walked to the restrooms.

The dog stood up and walked toward Sara, sat directly in front of her, and, almost at eye level, gave her what seemed like a crooked smile, then gazed into her eyes as if he could see straight through her into her mind. Trying to ignore him and concentrate on her book and coffee, the feeling that he was sizing her up became quite intense as she looked at his large head. His eyes moved down, and he seemed to tilt his head, looking directly up her dress, then, with a smile it seemed, looked back at her eyes. Then licking his lips, his head dropped lower, and he was staring straight up her dress again, at her naked crotch.

Starting to feel uncomfortable, Sara silently wished this woman would hurry back. The feeling that he was deliberately looking up her dress sent a shiver through her, crossing her legs and trying to move around to stop him from looking. He let out a small whimper and rested his head in her lap, eyes looking up and gazing deeply into her soul. Another shiver, but something else triggered in her mind simultaneously, and almost a tiny tremor ran through her lower regions, and her nipples started to tingle just a little. Blushing, she began to rub his head gently. The woman came out just as the color was spreading across her cheeks,

“Did he behave? He seems to have taken a liking to you already,” the dog’s owner said as she slipped into the seat beside me and took his lead. “Thank you so much. My name is Peta, by the way.”

“Sara,” I said. “No problems. I didn’t mind. What is he,” I asked.

“He is a Caucasian shepherd dog,” Peta replied.

As she stood, I saw her give me a casual all-over look. Then her eyes twinkled with a smile as she asked where I was going. To save explaining, I was heading to the nude end. I just pointed in the general direction.

“Oh, the nudie end,” Peta said with a smile and a slight rise of her eyes. Then for a split second, a hungry look flashed over her face. I blushed again and stood. “Sara, wasn’t it?” she said, still looking me over. “Well, I hope I see you again,” and walked off.

I watched her hips and legs, momentarily wishing I had walked with her, then slowly made my way to the clothing-optional end of the beach.

As I approached the sign designating this as the nudist end, I slowly unbuttoned the front of my dress, the warm breeze ruffling it and gently caressing my bare breasts as I undid the last button letting the dress open freely. I heard a yell and the sound of feet rushing toward me. Spinning around, I watched the massive dog running on a collision course with me. Peta was running toward me also, throwing a ball. The dog was running with its head to the side, watching its owner.

Next, I am flat on my back with this monster dog standing over my naked body. Then without warning, he licks me across my bare nipples the instantly starts pushing his nose between my spread legs.

“Tiny, come here,” Peta shouted, still running toward me. “So sorry, Sara. Get off her, boy,” she cried.

He gave me a long stare straight into my eyes, then stepped away, wagging his tail. I quickly stood, drawing my dress around my body, and turned to Peta, still blushing. “Oh my God, did he hurt you, Sara?” she said, brushing sand from me and not realizing she was touching my nipples and back simultaneously.

“No, No, I am fine, just stunned.”

Her hands moved slowly, and her eyes were studying my face. I felt my nipples being brushed, she must have realized and blushed herself, still apologizing, she stopped then started laughing, so did I, my face burst into laughter, the best I had felt for a long time, as she walked away again, I wondered if the touches and gentle rubs on my nipples an unintentional act was. Hmmmm, I thought as I walked up into the secluded dunes to my usual spot.

Laying back to reading my novel of two lesbian lovers frolicking on the beach, I started to feel horny and a little drowsy. As I lay with the sun warming my body and the gentle breeze caressing my naked skin, my hands drifted between my wet legs. I slowly slid my fingers up and down my wet lips, easing apart my legs and drawing up my knees. My mind drifted to the encounter with Peta, her hands on my nipples. ‘Mmmm, interesting, great legs,’ I thought, and one hand slowly worked up to my nipples. ‘So good.’ An image of Peta between my legs formed in my mind, and I slowly brought my wet fingers up to my lips, licking away the wetness coating them

As I felt myself start to well up, ready for an orgasm, I closed my eyes tightly and drifted away. It felt so real, her face between my legs, her hair brushing my inner thighs, so good. Her tongue, oh my God, it was so wet and long. It seemed to be everywhere at once. My whole body was trembling, and the familiar sensation when I was about to cum started to flood through me. My legs spread wider, and my knees involuntarily drew higher. Both my hands drifted over my hard nipples. My eyes fluttered then I slowly opened them.

Then sudden shock. Looking directly into my eyes was the monster of a dog. Before lapping at my wet pussy and arse, he appeared to wink at me. I screamed and tried to scramble back away from him like a crab in the sand. As I moved away from him, he growled and bared his teeth. Fear ran through me like a cold knife, my bladder control disappeared, and I felt warm wet urine spray from me. It seemed to entice him even more as he nuzzled into my bare pussy, pushing me back flat on my back.

I again tried to crawl backward, flipped over onto my knees, and tried to crawl away and get to my feet. I stood in absolute terror. No words would come out of my mouth. I tried to run, then his weight, as he pounced on my back, forcing me to the sand. On all fours, I scrambled forward. Then his massive paws wrapped around my waist and pulled my limp body back into his hind legs. His face was right next to mine. The dog’s long wet tongue licked softly down the side of my face, then over the back of my neck. Fear and adrenaline coursed through my body,

My mind was screaming to fight and run. My body refused to function. I felt the warm wet sensation as he entered me, pulling me back firmly but gently. I gasped at the invasion of my pussy. He relaxed and pulled firmer, humping me gently, wriggling to align his now hard massive cock, penetrating me further. Then all was lost for any hope I had, he started to hump me harder, and I felt him slide inside me.

Like a rag doll, I was pulled and pushed; I had no control. He used his front paws to hold me secure and drag me back as he drove deeper into me. I felt his cock grow larger, then the sensation of a hot liquid filled me. He stopped humping into me for a second. I felt I would be free, then his intensity and ferocious fucking, drove into me as I had never felt. I felt his cock swelling. Then it felt like a tennis ball was being forced inside me. My body started to swell with sexual feelings so foreign to me. It took a while to register I was moaning and pushing back onto him as hard as he was fucking me.

With each thrust, my body rocked forward and back. My hard nipples brushed over the soft hair on his front legs. My mind buzzing, ‘So wrong, but don’t stop, please.’ I thrashed around screaming in absolute pleasure, my climax building higher and higher. I felt my first orgasm rush through me. I screamed. He increased his humping. Then he filled me with his hot seed deep inside my pussy. I exploded into one of the most intense orgasms of my life.

Trapped under his massive warm body, exhausted and satisfied, the feeling deep inside me was warm and nice. The sensation of his cum running down my thighs made my body shiver and shake in pleasure. The feeling of being violated by this huge animal is still not registering. The initial fear had the effect of making me wet and horny. Now the thought of such a shameful act, something so taboo, had me wanting him to keep on fucking me. I tried to relax and pull away from him, but for some reason, it felt like I was locked to his cock, I tried again, but he still had me gripped in his mighty paws.

I looked up, and shock rushed through me. Sitting in the sand was Peta. The dog’s owner. “Hey,” she said. “Sorry I was too late. Mmmm, he already had you by the time I found him, and you looked like you were enjoying it.”

I just stared at her. “You just sat there while your fucking dog raped me?”

“I couldn’t get near him, honey. He decided he wanted you from the moment he saw you at the café, and when I saw you, I wanted you too. It wasn’t so bad, was it, honey? You came like a bitch in heat, eh? Mmmm, You know you are his bitch now, don’t you?”

My mouth dropped open, and at the same time, I felt his hot breath on my ear, then the wet tongue ran over my face and gently played over my neck. I shuddered in pleasure, still unsure why I felt so good. Still locked together, I wasn’t sure what to do. Peta looked at me and quietly told me to wait.

“Sometimes, he takes a while for his knot to shrink,” Peta said. “Hope he doesn’t want to go again, Hun. You could be here for a while.”

A smile and twinkle in her eyes told me she knew what I was about to learn. I felt his release of him. The sharp suction sound as he slipped out of me, the rush of warm cum running down my thighs, but still, he didn’t let me free. Then slowly relaxed his grip on me and slid from my back, only to start licking and lapping at my dripping wet pussy. His tongue lapped my pussy, slipping between my swollen lips and slowly dragging over my twitching anal hole. His tongue flicked around, and with the wet slippery cum it felt like my tight hole was opening and trying to swallow his probing tongue.

“SARA! Don’t do that, honey,” Peta said. “Don’t encourage him. Oh fuck, you have done it now.”

Before I registered Peta’s warning, Tiny mounted me again and wrapped his huge paws around me, moving as to align himself. I squealed as I felt him ram his hardening cock straight into my wet arsehole. Straight in, I lurched forward and instantly felt him drag me back hard. The pain as his swelling knot forced past my anal muscles, but somehow I relaxed enough for it to slip into me. The instant he was inside me, I felt myself contract around him, and he sank deeper.

My body developed a mind of its own. My usually tight hole opened for him and swallowed him deep inside. I could feel my muscles rippling and twitching as if it was sucking as much of this hard wet cock inside as far as it could. My body shuddered. The rush of my first doggy anal fuck, quickly spread through me like a wave. His humping increased speed. I felt the knot swell even bigger, and my breathing was sharp and ragged.

Then the tremendous rush of hot cum straight into my belly, I shook with pleasure and shame at the same time. He continued to fill me with hot sticky cum, while I cried out in pleasure as wave after wave of magical orgasms shot through me. I was faint and light-headed, my knees trembled, and the hot cum was filling me so much I could hear the squelching inside me as it filled my inner colon and seemed to be squeezing further into me. Now exhausted, I lost count of time. All I remember was opening my eyes as he released me, then the sound of Peta’s voice as she guided me to my shaky feet. Down my legs cum flowed. I saw so much cum dripping from my crotch that it was unbelievable.

Shaky and a little light-headed, I stumbled in the dark shadows forming as the sun disappeared behind the dunes. Peta took my hand, and I felt a nudge and growl from behind. A slight nip on my naked behind soon had me move forward. Tiny herded me through the dunes, pushing me toward the car park, naked, cum running down my legs. He just kept nudging me. He would growl and lightly nip my bare arse if I stopped or tried to change direction. Before I knew it, I was at the side of Peta’s car.

The door opened, and I looked at her. She pointed and said, “He won’t let you go anywhere but with him, Sara. You belong to him now. You are his new chosen bitch. Get in. I will help you with your car tomorrow.”

I settled in the back seat. Tiny sat beside me. In a daze, we traveled to Peta’s house. I was still shocked as we entered the house and walked through.

The voice I heard sounded so far away. I was still feeling so satisfied, and the soft flicks of Tiny’s long wet tongue cleaning my legs and crotch felt so good. “Sara, Sara, can you hear me, honey?”

I looked at Peta. She was holding a dog mattress and a collar. She smiled that sexy smile, her eyes twinkled, and her sexy lips looked inviting. I went to move toward her, but Tiny growled and stepped between us. It was then I knew who I was spending the night with.

I was indeed his bitch now.

 

The End.

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