extreme beastiality

A fictional story set three years ago, when we were both 18, about how different things could have been if one thing had changed that night…

male/female, female/dog, male/female/dog and dog/female/dog planned, more if requested.

It was new years and I was just getting home with Michell after a major party over at a friend's house. We stumbled in the door, laughing between ourselves and took off our shoes. Her house was a nice little place in a small estate, detatched so we were able to make as much noise as we wanted and no-one cared too much. Her parents were on holiday over the holiday season.

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We damn near fell into the kitchen, and I pressed up against her as she leant on the counter to make some coffee. Needless to say, I was fairly turned on after a long night of sex talk and flirting with other couples.

She turned around and gave me that look. The one that set my heart on fire and burned into my very soul.

I kissed her. I did it hard and furiously, the same way a man who is about to die will do whatever it takes to stay alive.

I picked her up and moved across to the table, sitting her on one of the chairs.

Reaching over without taking my lips off hers, I grabbed an apron off the wall and used it to tie her hands to the chair, grabbed the other and put my hand up her skirt, pulled off her panties and tied her legs to the legs of the chair so that she couldn't close them.

I stood and walked around behind her, grabbing the tea towel, I fashioned a crude blindfold and covered her eyes with it. She was panting with anticipation, I wished I could see the thoughts and desires running through her head.

I walked across to the fridge and picked out the honey that I kept in there and walked back to my fiance, tied to the chair and completely under my power. Reaching over, I pulled her top up and her bra too, releasing her breasts.

I tweaked her nipples, finding them rock hard. This made her gasp, wether in pain or pleasure I don't know, but suspect it was a little of both.

I began to pour the honey over her legs and lick it off that I noticed the dog. His name was Tobias, after a character in one of my short storys. He had been sleeping in the corner but now he was awake, sniffing around me.

I pushed him away, not thinking anything of it, and pushed two fingers inside Michelle's dripping cunt. After a few moments, drew out my fingers and raised them to her lips and she began to suck them, tasting herself on me.

I moved down her body when I noticed Toby there again, sniffing at her crotch, I moved my hand down and rubbed her clit, just to see what he would do. The mark of a scientist, I guess. What will happen if I do this…?

He took a small taste then began lapping. Michelle screamed.

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In real life, I put him out of the room, thinking it was a scream of 'wtf are you doing?, but this story is about what could have been…

To be continued soon.

Okay, Part two. This is where it all could have changed…

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He took a small taste then began lapping. Michelle screamed.

At first, I thought it was a disgusted scream, but it turned into a low moan, she was loving it. I stepped back as I watched my fiance get licked out by her mutt. It was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen.

I stood back, made myself a coffee and just watched as his tongue moved up and down her snatch, every so often he would stop and sink his tongue deep inside her, causing her to scream.

I was about to go over and start having more fun myself when Toby suddenly got up on his hind legs and started to try and mount her. She screamed again and began writihing in pain. It took me a second, but I realised why pretty quickly.

Due to the angle of the chair, Toby's cock was missing it's mark and instead of entering her, he was effectively ramming against her clit. Figuring it would be pretty painful, I went around behind her and undid the binding of her wrists.

She squirmed up out of the chair, only to end up flat on her face, on all fours. Toby meanwhile walked around behind her and began trying to mount her once more. she screamed with pleasure at the first thrust and I walked out of the room into the livingroom to put on some music which i hoped would mask the screams. the last thing I wanted was someone bursting in thinking I was murdering her only to find that I'd tied her up and was letting the dog have his devilish way with her.

It was ironic, the song that came on first was the red hot chilli pepper's cover of love rollercoaster. I laughed and went back into the kitchen just in time to find toby emptying his nuts into Michelle, who was gritting her teeth.

"You okay, honey?" I asked, bending and whispering in her ear. She reached up, grabbed my neck and kissed me just as furiously as I had kissed her not twenty minutes ago.

"Oh god." she moaned. I looked at her quizzically, but with the blindfold on she couldn't see me. "Oh god, Oh god, Oh…" And then she screamed again, grabbing hold of my hair and pulling me in once more. I realised why.

Toby was behind her, lapping up the juice that he'd left behind. She fell silent but her body began to shudder in the main throws of a powerful orgasm.

Once finished, she collapsed on the kitchen floor. Toby was still lapping away, but I doubt she had any energy to respond. Toby eventually got bored, cleaned himself off and went back to his basket.

I on the other hand carried Michelle up to bed and tucked her in with a kiss. I went downstairs and threw on some TV. Nothing good, but it was really just to occupy my mind as I realised how much I had liked watching that happen.

Eve, my kitten came over and fell asleep in my lap. I soon followed, a slightly confused smile on my face.

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What do you think? More to follow.