The Dogs!
By Fable2004.
It was the kind of place that people rarely visited, run by an old man from the town down the road. Surrounded by a wooden fence on all sides, with a metal gate securing the front. During my previous adventures seeking new places to have some fun, I found a loose fence plank at the back of the yard, allowing me to speak inside. The back wall was stacked with old cars, which meant to get in. I had to crawl through an old car, the front seats missing, but the back seats were still relatively comfy. I often snuck in here and jerked off in my private den, never wanting to go any further into the yard itself for fear of getting caught. Today, however, was different. I wanted to explore. I wanted something new.
Making my way to my usual spot, I opened the door into the yard and checked to see if anyone was around. To the left, along the back wall, was a stack of 7 cars. I figured the view from the top would give me a view of the whole yard, so I climbed my way to the top and into the car. It was amazing what people threw away. The car was almost immaculate inside compared to the older one I was used to. The seats were covered, the windows undamaged, and the roof intact. Looking out the window, I could see the whole yard. This would be my new den. Just the idea of jerking off up here had my dick hard.
Taking off my clothes and sitting them on the front seat, I got to work stroking my dick as I scrolled through random porn on my phone. I then heard a door slam shut nearby, which caused me to duck down and hide. Working up the courage to peek, I looked around the yard. At the very front of the yard was a metal gate with an old shed where I could see the owner loading stuff into his car. It must be closing time, I thought, continuing to watch as he locked up for the day. Opening the boot, I heard him whistle, and that’s when I saw them. The three biggest dogs I have ever seen.
They were the typical, mean-looking scrapyard dogs. There was a rottweiler, a Doberman, and a German shepherd. I liked dogs, but these looked particularly scary, so I was thankful he was taking them with him. I went back to work and continued stroking my dick while scrolling. I must have been there for a while because I heard the gate slam shut and the car drive away. I was trying not to finish too soon and enjoy my time there, so I decided to go for a wander before exploring the yard. Horny as I was and enjoying the idea of a bit of exhibitionism, I only put my boots on and climbed out of the car. The wind was cool on my naked body as I claimed down, my dick still hard.
However, as I hit the ground and turned around, all sense of relaxation was replaced with fear. Right in front of me was the Doberman. It was as high as my waist and standing a mere couple of meters away from me. I was terrified, trying my best to cover myself up as I began to go back towards the cars, hoping I could climb back up. As I stepped back, however, it walked straight up to me. I prepared for the worst, raising my hands to push it away. That’s when I felt the cold, wet muzzle graze my balls. After a brief sniff, it began to lick them. As it continued, I lowered my hand and began to pet its head. This wasn’t actually that bad. The feeling of its warm, wet tongue wrapping around my balls was great. Before I knew it, my dick was rock hard as the dog continued to lick, working along the length of my balls to the tip. The feeling was better than anything I’d experienced before.
As it continued, I looked down and noticed it was he. Its long red dick was hanging down, easily twice the size of my own. A male dog was sucking me off! He continued to lick as I grabbed my dick and started slowly jerking off. His tongue warmed my balls as I continued, occasionally grazing the tip of my dick, coating me in his saliva. The feeling was amazing. I felt myself getting close, and as the dog continued to lick my balls, I placed my dick on his snout and began to shoot my load across its head. It pulled back and began to lap up the streams of cum as I moaned quietly.
He clearly enjoyed the taste as he kept licking every drop. Even after I had finished, he continued licking away until, eventually, he took a step back and sat down. I wasn’t sure how to react, so I turned slowly and climbed my way back to the top car, reaching in and grabbing my stuff before climbing down. To my disappointment, the dog was gone. I looked around but didn’t want to change my luck and made my way to the car on the corner to exit the yard.
What I had just experienced was better than anything I could imagine. The thought alone was still turning me on. As I reached the car and opened the door, I heard the tap of paws on the gravel behind me. Was he back for more? Turning around to see my new friend, I was instead greeted by all three dogs slowly walking towards me.
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Standing before me were all three dogs. The Doberman on the right looked almost small compared to the German shepherd and the rottweiler. Although slightly shorter than the shepherd, the rottweiler looked to be almost pure muscle, definitely the kind of dog you would leave protecting your property. He was mean-looking and growled deeply as I moved back towards the car as slowly as I could. The German shepherd was easily the biggest of the three, almost in line with my shoulders. I knew the Doberman was friendly, but these two looked mean. The Doberman remained sat as the other two slowly began to walk towards me, the rottweiler still growling, both staring at me fully naked before them.
I had experienced all sense of enjoyment previously was gone, replaced now by pure fear for what these guard dogs would do. As they almost reached me, I heard the gate at the front slam open, followed by a whistle. The old man must be back! The three dogs turned and ran off towards the front of the yard to their master, and I took the chance while I had it, throwing my clothes in and scrambling into the back of the car. HOWEVER, as I did, I dropped my phone and knocked it under the car just as I heard a voice approaching from the nearest row of cards. I figured getting caught was worse than having to come back for my phone, so I closed the door as quietly as I could and laid across the back seat, the old seats cold on my body.
I heard the man nearby talking to someone as if looking for something. Peering slightly over the window, I saw them at the end of the row, the old man and a stranger, looking under the hood of a car. They must be here for parts, I thought, meaning they should leave soon. Sure enough, after a short while, the voices trailed off, and I heard the gate slam shut and the car drive off. Checking to make sure the coast was clear, I opened the door as quietly as possible and looked around for the dogs. I couldn’t see them, so I stepped out and looked about for my phone under the car.
It was pretty far back, so I had to get onto my knees to reach far enough under. That’s when I heard it, the panting almost directly behind me. I turned my head just enough, hoping it was the Doberman again. All I could see instead was the bulk of the rottweiler right behind me. I was terrified as I began to hear the low growl any time I moved. He began to sniff me, first my neck, then lower my back until he reached my butt. I felt his warm, soft muzzle pushing between my cheeks as he continued to get my scent. I reached forward, threw my phone into the car, and pulled myself up off my knees.
It was then I felt his thick, warm tongue push between my butt cheeks and graze my hole. It felt amazing. As he continued, I felt my dick getting hard. Whenever I attempted to move into the car, I was met with a sudden growl. He wanted me to stay. What did he want? It was then I felt him stop, and suddenly, two strong paws hit my back and pushed me forward onto my stomach on the seat of the car with my knees on the ground, his full weight on my back. It was then I felt it, resting on my lower back. His dick was hard. He wanted to mate. I had never put more than a finger in myself when experimenting, and I knew I didn’t want my first time to be as a dog’s bitch.
I tried pulling myself forward into the car and was met with a deep, angry growl right behind my head. He was so heavy, and I couldn’t escape. He began to pull back, and I felt his dick slide between my cheeks. It was long, thick, and felt very warm. He began to thrust forward, missing his goal each time.
I turned my head and tried pushing myself up, struggling against his weight as I said, “Get off,” only to be growled at again.
After a few thrusts, he found his mark, and I felt the tip of his dick push slightly into my hole, helped by his saliva. As soon as he found the goal, he thrust his hips forward, sliding almost his full length into my tight virgin hole. I let out a yelp in pain as he continued to thrust in and out. It felt like I was being torn in half. He gripped my shoulders with both paws and repositioned himself closer to me, slamming more of his dick in with each thrust. I realized I was rock hard at this point, and the pain was subsiding as I loosened up. I felt a slick liquid on his dick as he pulled out each time, wondering if he had finished already.
Whatever it was, it was making it easier for him to fuck me. It was then I felt a bulge at the base of his dick begins to grow between my cheeks. I knew dogs knotted when they mated, but I had no idea how or what that entailed. I was beginning to enjoy the feeling of his thick dick penetrating my hole each time, the warmth and weight of his body pinning me to the chair. I was enjoying being this dog’s bitch! It was then I felt his knot push against my hole. I thought there was no way it could fit. Feeling him try to push it in with each thrust, stretching me slightly each time, caused me to yelp in pain.
After a few attempts, he pulled almost fully out of me and slammed his dick back in with full force, the knot somehow squeezing in with a jolt of pain. This time, however, the pain subsided almost instantly, and I moaned in ecstasy. I could feel the full length inside me as he fucked me hard and fast, panting in my ear. It felt amazing. The primal nature of being this dog’s bitch turned me on as I pushed back as far as I could, letting him get as deep inside me as possible. His knot continued to grow, pulling me back as he did. I could feel the tip of his thick, warm dick deep inside me with each thrust, and I felt myself getting close. He started speeding up, fucking me harder and faster, the feeling of which caused me to cum. I moaned loudly, gripping onto the seats.
I then felt the warm tongue of one of the other dogs start to lick my dick as I came, lapping up my load. Suddenly, the rottweiler thrust as deep as he could, and I felt an explosion of warmth inside me. He rested almost his full weight on my back and panted, heaving as he dumped his load inside me, the knot stopping any from escaping. The feeling continued to grow for what felt like minutes as he shot load after load. We lay there, both breathing heavily. He must have enjoyed it as much as me, I thought. I tried to turn, and he started to lick my face, a nice change from the growling.
Did he like me now I was his bitch? After a short while, he pulled back and tried dismounting me. His knot was still way too big to pull out of me, so he dragged me back across the seat. As I turned, I saw the other two dogs approach and begin sniffing around the rottweiler and me, particularly interested in his dick attaching itself to me. Over time I felt his knot begin to shrink, which he must have felt too, as he suddenly pulled forward, the knot popping out of me with a stream of his cum. I fell forward back onto the seat as I felt his warm load start to leak out of my butt and down my balls and onto my legs. As I lay there, trying to recover and compose my thoughts after the best sexual experience of my life, I felt another warm, wet muzzle push into my hole.
Looking back, I saw the German shepherd standing right behind me as he started to lick up the rottweiler’s cum leaking from my hole. After what I just experienced, I wanted more, raising my butt to him and getting comfortable. I felt him jump up, placing his paws on my lower back and pinning me to the chair. This was going to be fun.
The End.
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