extreme beastiality

Hi everyone,
After reading millions of words of advice here on Beastforum, and after reading through the special “how to” guides, I finally felt ready and knowledgeable enough to take my special girl to the next level of our relationship.
Its thanks to you guys that I felt right in doing this, and felt confident that I would do it right so I want to share it with the very people who helped me get there.
I hope you enjoy it…
Let me know if you do.

THIS IS A 100% REAL AND GENUINE STORY ABOUT MY TRUE LIFE EXPERIENCE WITH MY BITCH. THIS IS ALSO MY WAY OF COMING OUT TO YOU ALL AS A TRUE BEAST FAN.

My girl is a 4 year old chocolate Labrador that I got as a pup.
The minute I met her I fell in love with her. Her gorgeous colour, her beautiful eyes, her pretty nose… I could go on and on.

We were always so close, and inseparable. She was always my excuse for not going out, and I meant it every time… “Sorry, I cant… she cant be left alone for long”!
Funny thing is, un-knowingly, we had always kissed from the very start. When ever she licked my face she always slipped the tongue just a little bit too near the mouth. Too near for others maybe… not for me. I always reciprocated – very happily.
When others were about and I had to just accept a lick on the cheek, I felt unwanted and sad. When we were alone though, we made up for it… she loves to lick and lick and lick.
The next stage happened when one morning I was sitting at the kitchen table having a cup of tea, and she was sniffing around my crutch. I decided to let her have her sniff as being a puppy she would want to learn about all smells etc.
Thing is, she suddenly let her tongue out and it travelled right over the length of the front of my boxers.
Now, the boxers I was wearing was the silky tight type – white. So it wasn’t that I could feel her doing it, it was I could feel it as though there wasn’t anything covering me at all. Every last drop of spit off her tongue clinged to my boxers and soaked in instantly making them almost see through, damp, and stick to my skin.
This is the part where anyone else would normally say “NO!” or “Bad girl!”
All I could think of saying at that very moment is “Thanks you… who’s a good girl?!”
I don’t know why, and I felt wrong immediately for saying it, but it was a natural reaction for something that felt good, seemed nice, and was right at the time.

And the next time, and the next time, and every time after that. I just couldn’t stop letting her, and I was starting to sit lazily at the kitchen table in just boxers whenever I was at home and watching tele. Just hoping that maybe, just maybe she will want to check out what it was once again, and she did! Many times!

Starting to feel really bad, I found myself thinking more and more about what it was that was happening to me, why I was feeling what I felt, why I was having such sexual thoughts about my special girl.
This is when I started doing research – online – and it seemed obvious to type in “beast” and “Forum” in the Google search bar.

This is where you all come in. This is where I realise I am not a person, and this is where the future takes a change for the better!

Should I carry on with this? Is anyone even interested? Let me know and if you are, I will tell you exactly how everything changed.

I will wait to see what response I get.
Thanks everyone!

As she came to you, and licked your little private with out any encoragment. If she did not like it she would not lick it, so remove them boxers and enjoy her tounge down there untill she comes on heat. Then you can take it to a new level and feel the pleasure of fully entering her sexualy. You can not emagine what its like to enter a bitch on heat, most times they are ready to be mounted 6 to 8 tomes a day. As you can not get her pregant she will stay on heat for amost a couple of weeks. And when she has finished her cycle you have 12 week to recover before she is on heat again. The old saying is, they don't tell, don't swell and don't yell [B]if she is on heat[/B].
Part 2

Having met my new family of friends on Beast Forum, I spent more and more time reading advice from people who had been through the same feelings and thoughts as me.
I read stories, saw pictures and even watched some movie clips of people having fun and making love to the very same thing that was making me feel so guilty.
And that’s where my guilt started to wane.
How could something so wrong feel so right? How could something that was supposed to be bad, feel so good? How could there be so many people like me, with the same desires and thoughts as me, if I was an odd one out?

It was like a light bulb had switched on inside me.
No longer did I feel guilty, no longer did I worry about my thoughts and feelings.
Now I was excited, now I was so happy.
Realising what I was feeling was no different from someone falling in love with a best friend or colleague at work, I decided it was time to embrace what I felt, and to realise how lucky I was to have found such a feeling with someone so special.

Despite what many people think of Beast lovers, I wanted my first time with her to be right, perfect, romantic, sexy etc.

Having read on Beast Forum, I knew that it was best to wait until after her second heat. I was sad at first that it was going to be such a long time, but it all happened a lot quicker than I expected, and time flew with how close we were able to get now I was accepting my feelings.
I continued to sit at the kitchen table just as I had done before, waiting lazily for her to join me, except this time I would only start with boxers on… they didn’t stay on long once she had started. Experimenting, I then started to see just where she would be prepared to lick, tease and caress with her beautiful tongue.
I got a soft sheepskin rug which I placed over my bed. I had a relaxing candle lit bath and then laid face down on my bed. With some music playing in the background, and with candles dimly lighting the bedroom – without the need for any encouragement at all, she immediately started licking me all over. It felt so good to feel her massaging my skin, up my legs, around my thighs… and then it happened!
WOW!
When her tongue licked eagerly around my ass cheeks and eventually found its way to my crack (which I always keep smooth out of personal preference), I swear I saw stars! She spent ages teaching me in her own special way just how good she could make me feel, and just how I had so much more to experience and learn from her.
More and more I would close my eyes and imagine how it would feel to be inside her, feeling the warmth that everyone would talk about, feeling the tightness of her gorgeous pussy, tasting her every last drop… and my orgasms matched the increasing desire to truly make her mine!
We continued to kiss just as passionately as we had, except we did it a lot more.
She started sleeping on the bed at night, rather than beside it, and without fail she would give me a long deep kiss last thing at night and first thing in the morning.
My heart what so hers.
She even had a certain look in her eyes that she gave while her tongue entwined itself around mine, exploring my mouth.

Her first heat quickly came and went as a learning lesson for us both.
For me I witnessed her changing sleep pattern, her slight uncomfortable-ness (that was quickly eased by rubbing her nipples and giving her long, loving kisses – deep with our tongues entwined) and the obvious ‘spotting’ that is included in the process.

It was when the next heat happened that I suddenly remembered my change in fortune. I really wasn’t prepared for just how special, just how exciting, and just how addictive making love to my special girl was then to turn in to be.
My whole life changed once again, and another door opened, leaving me in a place that I was glad to exist in.

Should I carry on? This is a totally true story, so I need the encouragement of your kind words to know that I should continue telling you about my special girl.
Let me know.

Thanks for reading.

Part 3

Ok, so here is how it all began. Here is how my first time breeding happened with my bitch – my truly special girl.

It was night. There was I, laying on my bed feeling a bit – well horny is the only way to describe it.
As per usual I was thinking about my beautiful bitch, imagining that I was inside her, making love to her the way I have always liked best… hard, deep and strong.
I can be quite loud in sex, even when wanking, so although I was trying to be as calm as possible I obviously got a little over excited with it all as she suddenly came trotting in – ears up – looking to see where I was.
Like usual, she jumped straight onto the bed and laid down next to me.
So there we were, both naked, laying together on the bed.
It was too tempting. All I wanted was just to touch her a little, just to see how she would react… I was so horny I had to try! So I did.
I leant up and slowly started lightly rubbing her tender nipples.
She reacted the same way as she always did by rolling over onto her back and putting her long legs into the air and her head back.
Slowly I continued by working my way further down her belly, and ran my finger up and down her thighs.
With no reaction from her I continued to rub gently up and down, working my way closer bit by bit, closer and closer to her gorgeous looking pussy.
As I reached it, I took a slight gulp as I gave in to my obsession with my beautiful girl.
As my finger ran over her pussy my cock pulsed.
I rubbed her gently, a little harder bit by bit so that I could slowly work my way in.
Having done this for a bit, I put my finger into my mouth to taste her.
She seemed fine with all this and didn’t move for a moment, not even to look at what I was doing. I took this as a sign of acceptance. She too felt it was the right time.

She tasted good. Just from that small amount of playing, I could already taste her on my finger.
Slowly as not to scare her, I slowly moved from how I was laying and laid on my front so that I had my face next to her pussy.
I ran my tongue over her nipples, kissing them softly every so often.
Like I did with my finger, I worked my way down, constantly stopping to kiss her gently over her belly, until I reached my ultimate goal – her pussy.
I ran my tongue around her pussy in circular motions, then moving on to rubbing lightly downwards and upwards over her entrance.
It tasted so good, smelt the best, and felt so good on my tongue.
Putting a hand either side of it, I lightly pulled back on her belly to allow a deeper penetration with my tongue.
My eyes were shut and my imagination was running wild.
It was amazing how there was a definite taste to her, something very addictive and yummy, and yet she stayed quite dry.
I reached for the KY lubricant I used to wank with, and I squirted some over her hole.
It was obviously cold, because her head went back as it touched the skin.
Making sure there was plenty on the area and putting the Lube down, I started fingering her. Taking my time (not only not to scare her but because I like sex to last for ages) I slowly and gently pushed my finger deeper and deeper.
It felt amazing! The point at which they turn upwards was a shock as I got slightly confused, but taking it easily and slowly – minute by minute – we got there together.
Eventually my whole finger was inside her.
It felt so good, so warm, so tight!
My mind was working over time! Should I? Shouldn’t I? No… just because she can take my finger…… my cock is a whole different matter and size! I am not what you would call ideal in the cock department for a dog. But immediately as I thought this, she seemed to push back on my finger… just as a woman would do when she wanted more!
It was amazing!
I took her up on the offer and began to gain momentum.
Eventually I decided to try two fingers.
I thought it would take ages, but she seemed to have relaxed…..My second finger went in so easily.
Again I picked up momentum. I stroked myself and enjoyed my fingers going in and out of my special girl.
I could hear her panting, and I took this as a sign of her enjoying herself.
I stopped. I pulled my fingers out of her. I stopped wanking.
I looked down at myself… my cock was pulsing – I was so turned on.
I looked at her… her gorgeous pussy laying there – waiting for me.
It was time… for both of us.
We were ready.

How’s it going people?
Should I continue?

Thanks.
Part 4

So there we were.

Both naked and both horny.
Now maybe she couldn’t talk, but still enough was being said by her to tell me how much she was enjoying what I was doing with her.
With every pant she made, I realised that I was doing the right things, at the right time, and in the right way.

That’s how I knew now was the time.
Yes, I was scared. I was a little nervous. I was little worried that I wouldn’t be good enough for her. But momentum took over, and I could only follow with what nature was telling us.

As I took the KY and lubed up my cock, I leant over and started kissing her.
With our tongues entwining, my cock covered in a slippery lube, and her pussy eager and waiting, we started to make love.
As I slowly lowered my cock towards her pussy, my nerves went.
With the head of my penis now resting in the opening of her, there was only one thing left to do… in I went.

The earth moved. Wow!

She felt so warm, so tight, and so smooth – like silk!
A thousand thoughts rushed through my head. A thousand images flicked through my mind. A thousand dreams were answered in a moment.

Working slowly at first, I gently went inwards, outwards… inwards, outwards…
I have to admit; I so wanted to let it all blow. Just the fact that I had waited so long to show her how much I love her, it made me feel that I wanted to explode within seconds. But I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. This was our first time… one of the most special times we would ever share – no matter how many times we were to go on and make love. The first time is always the one we all remember.
Taking a deep breath, I started to gain some speed in my pumping.
As she panted more, I got slightly faster and deeper.
Telling her how much I love her, kissing her passionately, holding her legs wide apart as I pounded inside her sweet pussy…. I eventually came to an end.

Granted I have never been the quietest of people when it came to love making. For some reason my passion always over boiled and their ears had to know about it as much as their body, I always made some sort of noise whether it be verbally or through making love itself.
“I love you!” I shouted as my cream rushed through my glands and down the inside of my shaft.
“Ah… Oh yeh… Ah f u c k …. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

I know some guys like to boast. I know guys always talk about ‘the fish that got away’ as always being the biggest fish you have ever seen or heard of, but I promise… if I could have taken a camera and looked inside her pussy – I am sure you would have seen the biggest amount of cream ever shot by one man at one time.
I felt as though it just kept coming and coming.
It pulsed like it had its own heart beat.
The feeling was amazing, and I truly feel I had achieved what I set out to do… give both of us the best time and feeling possible.

Laying next to her and kissing her, telling her how much I loved her, thanking her for allowing me to prove it like that, stroking her hair… I so could have gone again.
I have always been the sort of person who likes to cum a few times to be satisfied, but I just wanted to make love to her again, again and again. I didn’t though.
I didn’t want her to feel as though I was just using her.
I didn’t want her to feel like a toy, an experiment, a thing… she was my lover, my girl! I only wanted her to feel loved, happy, and feel nothing but pleasure.

“I love you” I whispered one last time, before I got up and headed towards the shower.