american bestiality
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"Under The Moonlight"
My workweek had been a long and tiring one. As I headed down towards the seawall, the breeze coming through my open window began to ease my mind. Loads of stress, drama and disappointment slowly started to drift away and I was beginning to feel human again. When I reached the seawall, I paused for a moment, to look at the water, lightly breaking on the sand. Then noticing how much traffic was still around; I turned towards the West End of the island and a little more seclusion. Spotting my turn off, I eased down the road and drove my car out onto the beach.
Shutting the car off, I kicked off my sandals, leaving everything behind, but my keys, I slowly walked to the water. The breeze gently blew, my hair moving around my face as I felt the sand crunch beneath my feet. The night was warm, probably one of our last ones of the season and I was thankful for that. Wearing only a light t-shirt, and torn jeans, I didn’t feel any chill, instead a calming peace started coming over me. I reached the water’s edge, and moved farther out, letting the warm gulf water cover my toes.
There was no one around, most of the homes deserted now that winter had set in. I began to walk farther down the beach, moonlight the only thing lighting my way. The bottoms of my jeans were damp, my feet sending little splashes of water up with every step. I don’t know how long I walked or how far I went. I paused to look around and saw there were no homes being built along this section of sand. One side of me was the gulf and the other side of me was low brush with wide-open space. I looked around one more time and decided to take a swim. I could leave on my bra and panties, in the dark they would look like a swimsuit if someone came down along the shore.
I moved over to the shoreline and slid my jeans over my hips, down to the sand. Stepping out of them, I laid them neatly, just out of reach of the water. One more quick glance around, I lifted the hem of my shirt and slid it over my body. With a shake of my head, my hair fell around my shoulders, the ends tickling my back along the strap of my bra. I stood quietly, eyes closed, breathing deeply, my nipples hardening from the gentle caress of the breeze moving over them. I dropped my shirt and headed back to the water, my hips swaying a little more than before.
I felt sexy and beautiful, the moonlight shining down my skin, making it glow in a pale white. A soft smile spread over my face, heat in my cheeks, as I blushed at my daring. I was letting go, being free and opening myself to nature and all of her wonders. I waded deeper into the water; my panties now wet against my skin, the water over my hips. With a quick leap, I dove under water and swam with strong strokes out to sea. The water felt magnificent, warm enough to fight off any chill, so I swam back and forth along the shore. I kept up a steady pace, till I was lightly panting from my exertion and finally turned back towards the shore.
When my feet touched bottom, I stood and walked, moving gently in the water, taking my time. I felt no rush, no need to hurry, just moving at a simple pace, reaching up to ring the water out of my hair. I looked out in front of me, just as I reached the water’s edge and paused. I blinked a few times and looked once again. They’re standing not far from clothing, was a dog. I could feel eyes moving over me and my heart jumped in my chest, before I could move towards him. There was no way I could not go to my clothes; my car keys were in one of the jean pockets. My eyes on the dog, the entire time, I walked towards it.
Black as night, ears perked forward, this dog stood tall and strong. When I was almost to my clothes, my heart stuttered in my chest, it was a German Shepherd. I have a special fondness for shepherds and my nipples grew hard, pushing against the lace of my bra. My pussy clenched tight and I became wet, memories running through my mind in bold color. I squatted down in the sand, one knee on the edge of my jeans, never lowering my eyes from this beautiful animal. My eyes moved along the ears, the elegant shape of its head, the straight back and long tail. I lowered my eyes for a moment, a gasp spilling from my lips. He was male, and from the size I could see, very male.
I couldn’t stop staring at him, there before me proud, dignified and all male. He knew he looked good and he knew he was the one in charge of the situation. I watched his lips curl as I continued staring into his eyes, never looking away, a soft growl of warning coming from him. I turned my eyes down towards the sand and waited, waited to see what he would do. I could feel my body start to tremble, the need to touch him growing and I let out a whimper when he came directly in front of me.
I could feel his breath, hear him panting and I lifted my eyes to his. Hazel eyes met with dark night and I was lost, lost in the beauty of him. I slowly reached up with one hand, fingers shaking, to touch his face. He quickly grabbed my hand with his teeth, a slight sting in his bite. I didn’t jerk, just watched him, my hand in his mouth, knowing he could hurt me if he so desired too. He released my hand and ran his tongue across my knuckles in one long lick. Breathing heavy now, I reached to touch his face once again tears filling my eyes when I felt his warm fur beneath my hand. With my other hand I reached up to caress his chest, my fingers moving over his fur, nails gently scratching his flesh underneath. Oh how I need this, it had been so long and I didn’t realize how much I needed this connection, till this very moment.
He stepped forward, standing above me, my head leaning back to watch him. He put his mouth towards my neck; my eyes fell shut, his tongue licking along my throat. I shuddered when he gently took my throat in his teeth, squeezing to let me know he was still the one in control, the dominant male. He pushed me, using his chest to move my body down on the sand, till I lay flat beneath him. He sniffed and ran his tongue over my breasts and nipples, nipping at the lace in his way. I arched my back, reaching underneath me to remove my bra, slowly taking it off and laying it aside. My hands rested at my sides, my whole body trembling, and the feeling of his tongue indescribable.
I could feel my juices flowing, the lips of my pussy moist and damp, beneath my panties. My inner walls clenching every few seconds, readying me for whatever he wished. His head moved lower and I spread my legs wider for him, as he moved to stand between them. He bit once at the edge of my panties and looked up at me. Staring at me, the desire plain to see in his midnight eyes, I lifted my hips up and worked my panties down over my thighs. Sitting slowly to remove them from my legs and discard next to my bra. He stepped over me, nudging my chest with his muzzle and I lay back down beneath him in the sand.
With the first lick of his tongue over my mound, I moaned, pelvis tilting up to him on its own. He licked lower, flicking my clit with his tongue and I arched my hips up towards him. Planting my feet on the ground, the lower half of my body raised high, I looked up to see him staring intently at my pussy. My eyes rolled back into my head when he lowered his head and feasted on my juices. His long thick tongue licked from clit down to my ass, over and over, pushing between my lips to the warm juices inside. I was shuttering, whole body vibrating at the pleasure of his tongue, pushing deep inside, licking at the walls. I could feel myself clenching tight, trying to hold his tongue deep inside, not wanting him to stop. I came in a rush; moans falling from my mouth, carried out into the night, feeling him lick faster and faster, catching my release on his tongue.
I fell back against the sand, trying to catch my breath, when I felt him nudge my hip. I knew what he wanted, what we both wanted and I rolled over, going onto all fours, before him. Looking over my shoulder at him, I watched him rise over me, his front paws gripping my hips, nails biting into my skin. I pivoted my hips higher for him and felt his cock strike against my lips, once, twice, before coming home. I braced my hands against the sand, fingers digging deep and let him take me, eager for every thrust of his body against mine. He was so large, both inside of me and out, his head now over my shoulder, beside my cheek.
He thrust harder, faster, gripping me tight with his paws; I could feel the wetness on my skin as his nails punctured me. I loved knowing he marked me, made me his, and let out a scream as his knot, pushed through, into my pussy. Oh sweet heaven, the pressure was intense, so full it hurt, my womb contracting as I came around him. I could feel him start to throb and his cum began to fill me. Our juices combining together deep inside me as he took his mate. My arms were shaking from his weight, my legs struggling to hold him up, but I did, never letting him down. I thought he would turn, but he stayed over me, our breaths mingling together, his saliva dripping down over my chest.
Tears filled my eyes again and spilled over, running down my cheeks. The beauty of the moment so much, that I couldn’t contain it inside. I felt him lay his muzzled along my cheek, almost as if he held me close, knew what I was feeling, and knew how much this meant to me. He gave me one long lick along my cheek, catching some of my tears on his tongue. I lifted my head up some and reached with my own tongue, to lick along his muzzles, nuzzling against his face.
We stayed that way for a while, I don’t know how long, two lovers joined in a passionate moment, that couldn’t be denied. I felt his knot slowly shrink inside me and he pulled out, drawing another moan from me. I felt his cum spill over, running down my thighs, leaving me completely satisfied and fulfilled. I fell forward onto the sand, not caring that my hair was getting full of it. He moved away from me for a moment and I couldn’t look to watch him go I couldn’t stand seeing my lover leave.
I jumped when all of a sudden I felt him lay down beside me. I turned over to my side to look at him. My eyes heavy, I reached out and caressed his face, before scooting close to lay my body against his. He gave me a lick, once again on my cheek and I rested my face against his legs, slowly closing my eyes, when he laid his head over me. We stayed together, just like that, in silence, till the night sky began grow light with a new day. I held him to me, fingers digging deep into the scruff of his neck, before kissing him on his mouth.
He stood then, shaking the sand out of his coat and turned to walk away. He headed back over to the brush and with a leap was out of my view. I sat there for a moment, before putting my clothes back on, our juices still covering my thighs and walked back towards my car. As I climbed into my car, I thought of my pup at home and knew when our time was right, I would take him for a walk under the moonlight.
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