Try It All Once

By charlie.
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Annie tried once again to free herself but had no more luck than the previous attempts.

She was trapped with her hands on the bottom of her bathtub while her ass stuck up on the outside. She was held in place by the powerful German shepherd that had trapped in her in this uncomfortable position. His legs were resting on the bottom of the tub on either side of her ribs, preventing any sideways movement, his full weight was on her back, and his large head rested on one shoulder.

She felt his long thin bone jabbing against her buttocks as he tried to find her entrance. She knew he would succeed. Eventually, she was about to be raped by her neighbor’s massive hound, and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do about it. She lifted a despairing hand and tried to gain purchase on the thin ledge where the bath was tiled into the wall, it was wet, and her fingers were not strong enough to lift the rampant dog on her back. She reached for the near edge of the bath, but the attentions of the big dog shunted her forward until both hands were back down, supporting herself.

Sighing, she resigned herself to the inevitable. She was held in position and was about to be fucked by the big hound. The only positive as she saw it was that his long thin dick, (she had seen it peeking out of his sheath from time to time) was not going to do much damage. Plus, as soon as he had finished, he would pull out and leave her alone. She had no way of knowing, but she was wrong on both counts.

She felt him slide into her, thin but quite long. He stepped forward until she felt his fur up against her ass, the tip of his bone pressed against her cervix almost as if he were trying to get up into her womb. Then, as he set up a powerful rhythm, his weapon quickly began to swell until it was rubbing against all the surfaces inside of her vagina, her body instantly responding to the erotic friction. She was horrified and disgusted. Her own body was betraying her. She never had in her wildest fantasies contemplated having sex with an animal, although being raped had sometimes figured in her more erotic dreams.

When she felt his hot sperm pulse inside her, she had a monumental orgasm. She was both thrilled and ashamed at the same time. She hung there weeping quietly as the big dog emptied his seed into the deep recesses of her body. When he was all finished, he swung his legs over and stood back-to-back with her but incredibly was still attached. A large ball had been pushed into her, and he seemed unable to get it out. He gave up trying to detach and stood there, his massive equipment still pulsing gently inside her.

She tried to move and amazingly had another massive orgasm as the ball shifted inside her pubic bone. Every little movement seemed amplified on her erogenous zones. She had never been multi-orgasmic before, but incredibly she found herself rocking back and forward, pleasuring herself on the dog’s massive equipment. Finally, she rested, panting from the sex.

Surely he would start to deflate and release her. She was still disgusted at herself for responding but had a new understanding of bestiality and those who practice it. To a woman left home alone with a big male animal, husband off God knows where neglecting her, the temptation to feel that big tongue on her most intimate parts must be overwhelming. The dog wouldn’t judge her, would always be ready for sex, and most importantly, would not be able to boast that he’d had a human female on her hands and knees begging for it.

Her mind drifted back to how she had come to this predicament. Her neighbors had asked if she would house-sit as well as feeding and walking their two big pets. She had agreed readily enough. The dogs already knew her well, Max, the big shepherd, was as gentle as a lamb, Bruno the golden retriever was a bit more boisterous but just as friendly as his partner in crime.

She had them both on leads as the neighbors had driven away, and it took all of her strength to keep them from chasing the car. She then led them across the road to the woods opposite and wandered off down a track, keeping them leashed just if they ran away.

When they returned, she had taken them into her own house for convenience, she would keep an eye on the house next door, but the dogs could stay here with her for the weekend.

She had decided she needed a shower and had climbed the stairs; the big dogs had tracked her as if afraid that she too might abandon them. Bruno had flopped down on the landing, but Max followed her right into the bathroom before settling down in a corner. She had shrugged,

“Watch me if you like, big fella,” she had said as she stripped off her clothes.

The shower had been magical after her long walk. It was after she was toweling herself off that the strange events had begun. Max seeing her naked, had climbed to his feet and, without preamble, shoved a cold nose up into her crotch. She had been shocked by the oral assault and spun around to deny him access. It made no difference. The big snout pushed between her buttocks from behind, knocking her off balance. To save herself, she had dropped the towel and fallen half in and half out of the bathtub.

As she tried to get back up, the big hound had landed on her back, forcing her back onto her hands and knees. She soon found herself trapped and, in another minute, was being violently raped.

The memories faded as the pressure inside her pubic bone eased, and sure enough, a few minutes later, Max was able to pull out. With the massive weight gone, she started to stand up, only to be slammed back into position as Bruno claimed his share of this unwilling bitch. The result was the same. She was pinned head down in the tub while the big hound pleasured himself deep inside her.

Once again, her body betrayed her, and this time, she realized she wanted it. The orgasm that was approaching like a tsunami stripped away all pretense at disgust. She pushed back against the huge swollen organ that was hammering in and out of her and climaxed exquisitely, realizing as she did so that her life was never going to be the same again.

She took a second shower and reflected on what had just happened, it had been brutal, but on the plus side, the big dogs had given her multiple orgasms, no man had ever taken her to those heights, with some she had dated she was lucky if she got one. She climbed out of the shower warily, but the dogs showed no interest,

“Oh, I see. You had your way with me and now have no interest,” she said to nobody in particular.

Bruno, who was back out on the landing, thumped his tail against the carpet but made no move to get up. She quickly dressed before he could get any ideas, Max was nowhere to be seen. She went downstairs, and Max came to meet her. He had been sniffing around his bowl, and she realized it was dinner time. She quickly put out the all-in-one biscuit for him, and the thunder on the stairs behind her meant that Bruno had heard and interpreted the sounds that meant it was grub time.

About ten seconds later, when they had both finished, she put a coat on and walked them down to the woods. She was pleasantly surprised to find they had turned back from rapists to the lovable pets she’d thought they were. They had a long walk, she let them run free, and they foraged ahead but never out of sight.

She felt there might be a problem when they got back to her house. They’d had her once and would surely be up for some more by now. The dogs, however, behaved normally. She was disgusted to find herself slightly disappointed and took a glass of wine up for an early night. The two big hounds followed her up, but both flopped down on the landing, their lack of interest puzzling her.

She had no interest in being raped again but felt that the dogs have had a human female should be hassling her for some more of the same. She tried to read a book she had been enjoying, but a sudden realization hit her, Joy, her next-door neighbor, must have trained her two pets. They had only reacted when she was naked. My God! Little Joy was getting down and dirty with the two big dogs. It was the only explanation.

Her husband was a sales rep, and as such, always on the road, the two big studs were keeping her from getting lonely while he was away. If she stood up and shed her clothes, they knew it was showtime. While she remained dressed, they just waited for the bitch that was their mistress to feel ready to go again.

As she contemplated this, she started to get aroused. Her hand strayed down to her groin and set up gentle stroking. She found it wasn’t enough. The memory of her orgasm earlier came back to haunt her. Her sudden overwhelming need both disgusted and excited her in equal measure. Eventually, as it often did with humans, the lust won out.

She made her decision, got up, and went back down to the lounge, the two dogs trailing behind her, her arousal growing by the minute. To put her theory to the test, she stripped off, and sure enough, the animals suddenly went on full alert, tails were wagging ferociously, and both sets of eyes were observing her.

She sat on the divan, legs apart to give them access, part of her mind still felt that this was degrading, but her lust, as it had done to countless people down the centuries, overrode all other considerations.

Max, who was obviously the Alpha, moved into position and the first swipe of that long tongue over her clitoris took her over the top. She hung on to his head with both hands as he pleasured her, his muscular organ probing deeper and deeper into her depths. She had a second orgasm, and just when she thought she couldn’t take much more stimulation, the licking stopped.

She sat up but was immediately pushed back into the cushions. Two huge paws landed on her shoulders, forcing her back down. As the full weight of the big dog trapped her, she felt the long thin bone slip effortlessly into her already lubricated pussy. She was lost. The last vestiges of disgust or embarrassment were stripped away, she wrapped her long legs around her canine lover and finally surrendered to her carnal desires.

As his weapon inflated, she realized that he was even deeper into her than before in this position. The nub was once again trying to force its way further in. Finally, with a huge thrust, he forced his knot past her pelvic bone, jamming his tip into her cervix at the same time. She felt the ball start to swell, and a hot spray of semen erupted into her uterus. It was a strange and erotic feeling but not without some discomfort. She tried to wriggle to ease the pain, but with the big dog’s weight holding her down couldn’t move. Once again, she was trapped and being raped, the thought bringing her to yet another climax.

 

The End.

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*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Just remember, even with the limited editing we do, it doesn’t always mean the flaws in a story are always fixed.

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