extreme beastiality

Taz said he would like to read about my experiences, so here goes. This one is about my second lover Bear.

Bear was a big boy, a rottie/german shepherd mix. He had the broad chested, heavily muscled build of a rottie and the black saddle back coloring of a shepherd. I first met him when I was house sitting for a couple of weeks. The owners of the house told me to be careful, because Bear was sometimes known to be quite agressive.

The first couple of days, I heeded their warning. I would dash outside, feed and water him then dart back indoors. He would eat his food then go and sleep under a tree. Watching him, it didn't seem to me that he was mean. Rather, I thought he looked bored and lonely. I decided to go out and see if i could make friends with him. I sat in a lawn chair just outside the sliding door. We studied each other, neither willing to make the first move. He broke first. He causually ambled over towards me, muscles rippling under his matted fur. He sat down in front of me. Bear was so big, that even sitting we were still eye to eye. He reached out and snuffled at my hand before licking it tentitively. I turned my palm and carefully scratched under his chin. He groaned and let the whole weight of his massive head sink onto my hand. I brought my other hand up and started rubbing his head and ears. Bear moaned and scooted between my legs, laid his head in my lap and relished my touch. I scratched and rubbed his head until he went boneless and slid down my legs and lay on his side at my feet with his tail thumping. I stood up, moved the chair aside and sat down to scratch his ribs. he rolled over begging for belly rubs. I willingly obliged until my fingers started cramping.

I lay down next to him, my arm and leg thrown over his body and hugged him. His tail kept wagging and he licked my hand and as much of my arm as he could. In a burst of affection, I burried my face in the thick fur of his nape and became aware of how much he stank. His matted fur had god only knows what kind of crap in it and because I had been cuddling him and scratching him, I stank too. I rolled onto my back snorting "Damn, Bear, you smell like ass." Bear stood,tail wagging and straddled me licking my face until it dripped with slobber. I rubbed the dirty belly above me, rewarding him for his friendship. In the process, I inadvertantly stroked his hanging sheath. He responded instantly.

I don't know if he had mated before or whether it was all bottled up sexual frustration, but he immediately began trying to clasp me and hump his hips forward, because he was so dirty, I didn't want to take him into me, so I did the next best thing. I rolled onto all fours. He put his weight down on my back clenching my waist and thrusting. I didn't want his sensitive part rasping against my levis, so I managed to unsnap, unzip and push my pants and panties half way down, exposing my lower back and ass crack, but still covering my cunt. I leaned forward on my elbows and immediately felt pre-cum splattering against my spine. A hot thick hard wet cock began sliding up and down my ass crack. I squeezed my cheeks together trying to give Bear as tight a ride as possible without him thrusting into my sopping cunt. His hips were pumping rapidly back and forth. My back and crack were dripping his juice. I could feel his knot starting to form at the end of his thursts. I slid my hand between us grasping his dick. He pumped forward pressing his knot against my fist. I let him in. His knot was huge, about the size of an orange. I shuddered at the thought of him pushing that rock in and out of my.

I tightened my fist around the shaft behind the knot. He short thrust rapidly. He was getting ready to cum. My panties were soaked with all the juice that had dripped down my crack. His body jerked above me spasmodically, his forelegs clasped me tighter pulling me into his hips. Jets of hot cum shot out soaking my skin and his belly fur. I could feel the passage of his jizz pulsating though his shaft on the way to my back. I held him until his semen finished squirting out and his dick began softening. He rested on my back like he belonged there panting, recovering. I knew in that moment Bear and I had started something beautiful. I couldn't wait to get both of us bathed so he could really show me what he could do with my naked body underneath him.
part 2

After Bear recovered and his pink cock retracted into his sheath, I stood up. I could feel his cooling cum run from the small of my back, down my ass and nestle near my hungry cunt. I pulled my wet panties and sticky jeans up and tugged my damp t-shirt down. I rubbed Bear's head and said,"I'll be right back boy." He wagged his tail and pranced around me. He was feeling pretty cocky having just popped his rocks on my back. I dashed into the house looking for shampoo. Of course his negligent owners didn't have doggy shampoo, so I grabbed my Aussie moist out of my bag and rushed back outside.

As I headed towards my new lover, I thought this has got to be the most perfect set up a k-9 lover could wish for. I had at my disposal what amounted to a country estate enclosed with privacy fences because the owners were paranoid former city dwellers. I had three uninterupted summer weeks during which I had no obligations to anyone except me and Bear. And best of all I had a happy, healthy, horny dog eager to be of service. I nearly came where I stood, imagining all the passionate mating Bear and I had in store….. But first he had to have a bath. As sexy a stud as Bear was, I didn't think I could stomach his stench for a length lovemaking session. I just hoped Bear would be amiable to bathing.

I got outside and Bear was waiting for me with his tail wagging up a storm. He leapt up placing his paws on my shoulders, staggering me with his weight. I dropped the shampoo bottle and hung on to him for balance. He was so happy and excited that he bounced from paw to paw. I laughed at him and he rewarded me with a big sloppy kiss. I hugged him and thumped on his rib cage. I stood as far away from him as I could and peered beneath him. The tip of his pink cock was sticking out of his sheath, with every pat and word of praise it protruded even more announcing its presence to the world. I swallowed hard. That piece of meat was all mine for the next three weeks and I intended to take it into me as often as my body would allow.

I moved away and he dropped to his paws. I picked up the shampoo bottle and dragged the hose over to a soft patch of grass in the bright sunlight. I called Bear over; he trotted over eager to continue our play. I put him in a sitting position, checked to make sure the water wasn't cold then I soaked him down. He thought this was a new game. He popped up and shook all over me. I was soaked from head to toe. I looked down; I could see the dark circles of my hardening nipples through the wet cloth of my white t-shirt. My jeans were chaffing my skin annoyingly. I looked around, we were absolutely alone so I said "what the hell" and stripped off my shirt and jeans. Since it was summer and I hadn't planned on going anywhere, I hadn't put on a bra. My large tan water drenched breasts soaked in the sun. The hard nubs of my nipples pointed skyward. I kept my panties on because I didn't want to get bits of grass or the overly curious waterbugs up my cootch. I called Bear back to me and once he settled down I lavishly doused him with shampoo. He was so dirty that the shampoo barely sudsed up and what weak lather there was, was a muddy looking brown. I washed rinsed and repeated. By the third lathering, Bear had the routine down. He sat while I lathered up his back, sides, chest and head, then stood while I shampooed his belly, tail and legs. By now the suds were white and fluffy like they were supposed to be. I rinsed him off and lathered him up one more time for good measure.
I straddled his back, bending to rub his belly. He made deep happy grumbling sounds in his throat. This was probably the most he had been touched since he was a pup. Bear was big enough that I felt I could safely put some of my weight on him. He shifted to hold me up better and I settled my panty covered mound over his hips. His lather covered heat felt wonderful on my mound. I slid up and down his body timed to match the movement of my hands on his belly. My bare breasts slicked over his wet soapy hide and my nipples became even more erect and tingly.

I needed to fully feel his body against me, so I rose and stripped off my panties and tossed them towards the concrete patio. Bear made a move to retrieve them, but I held him back. I had plans to distract him from a game of fetch. I resumed my position and moaned as his rough fur made first contact with my hard clit. I moved on him faster my hands working their way to his sheath. I stroked up and down his covered cock feeling his meat begin to become engorged with blood. I couldn't stand it anymore. I came up off him, grabbed the hose rinsed us both off one last time. As he stood patiently waiting for me to finish, he caught the scent of my arousal. His semi-floppy ears perked up and he followed his nose right to my cunt. I spread my legs and squated a bit to open up my tasty bits for his lapping tongue. He sniffed my cunt. The air from his snout disturbed the tiny soap bubbles caught in my well trimmed pussy patch and stimulated my clit. Bear licked me lightly at first, testing the new flavors he discovered, skimming his wide tongue over the surface of my swelling cunt lips. On his second pass, I reached down and spread my labia open with my fingers so he could taste my honey pot. He liked the taste of my nectar and rooted in deeper, sinking his hot red tongue deep in me. My head fell back as I moaned with pleasure. With my index fingers, I twisted and rubbed my clit, while Bear worked on my weeping cunt. A scream pushed its harsh way from my throat as I came on Bear's face. My cunt spasmed around his probing tongue, my abdominal muscles quivered and thrilling pleasure chills rippled through my body. I fell to the ground, my knees too weak to hold me up any longer. I caressed my breasts, tweaking my aroused nipples. I bunched my breast up towards my face and sucked hard on my nipple until it was rosy brown. Bear pushed his way between my thighs, I let my legs fall wide for him. Bear accepted my unspoken invitation and settled between my knees for a lengthy and extremely pleasurable eating out session. Between the long probing tongue up my cunt, my nipples being sucked one after another and the warm water in the sun heated grass at my back, I was pretty much in a sensuous erotic heaven. I promised myself that the next orgasm I had would be with Bear's cock lodged deep inside my cunt, though at the rate Bear's tongue was going that might not be a promise I could keep.

I lay in the wet grass, running my hands over my body, my eyes half closed. I sucked the tip of my index finger into my mouth. I could taste the flavor of my musky juice on my finger as I dragged over my bottom lip. My lower lip was swollen because I had bitten it in the throes of my Bear induced orgasm. My hipa arched involuntarily as Bear's hard probbing tongue hit that sweet spot at the top of my cunt's love tunnel. I moaned quietly as his touch brought me to a gentle orgasm. My mind moved lethargically, all pleasure drugged. I wondered absently, uncaring what someone would see if he happened upon us.

He would probably see a petite latina woman laying in a puddle of soapy water with bright green grass tangling in her long curly brown hair. Her back would be arching, large breasts with cafe laite tips thrusting towards the sky. He would see her hands stroking down over her flat tanned stomach and a finger dipping and swirling around the shallow indentation of her navel before traveling south to run her fingers through a trimmed pussy patch of curly black hair. There her fingers would meet the questing tongue of her animal lover and together they would torture and arouse her sopping womanhood to orgasm.

The idea of being spied on while at my play aroused me even more. I thrust up into Bear's muzzle trying to get myself off on the hard bone of his snout. He pulled away from me making little whimpering sounds of inquiry. I drew my bent knees up against my chest exposing my entire candy shop to Bear. He stood up to better take advantage of my offerings. He licked hard at my rosebud, partially penetrating my tight sphincter. He ate me out like he was a starving pup and I was the first meal he had seen in days. My body throbbed with need. He tasted of me frantically, then he stopped and began pawing at my bent legs. He came over me, hips pumping frantically, trying to position himself for penetration. His forelegs grasped at my waist, claws scrapping my sides. I lay beneath him enjoying his attempts to mate. Occasionally I could feel his hard tip stab at my inner thighs, never quite making it to heaven. I decided to end his frustration and my own and push him off me. He was determined to stay where he was and it took great effort to shove him off me. When I rose to my knees, he mounted me from the front. His paws wrapped around my shoulders and he bunny hopped forward until his rear paws were centered between my knees. He pistoned humped his hips and his long thin pink cock pressed into my belly right above my belly button. His spraying pre-cum splashed on my stomach and ran down towards my hair. I lay my face against the broad chest in front of me, feeling his panting breath against my wet hair. I grabbed hold of his thrusting meat and pumped it firmly. He f***** forward soaking my fingers with his pre-jizz.

It wasn't enough for either of us. Frustrated, he dismounted and circled me trying to figure out how to mate me properly. I rose to my feet and moved out of our soapy puddle. I took the hose and gave myself a final drenching removing the last of the soap suds from my body. I turned the hose off and went inside to grab a throw from the sofa. When I went back outside, Bear shoved his nose between my legs lapping up the lube that was flowing out of me. I let him lick for a few minutes; I couldn't stand much more. My pussy was so swollen and sensitive ready for breeding. I thought I would lose my mind if I didn't get his cock shoved into my pussy hole soon.

I took my blanket and spread it under a flowering orange tree. Bear came with me, still tracking the alluring scent wafting from between my thighs. I knelt before him and embraced him. I rough housed with him making him even more eager for our joining. Then finally, I turned and went down on all fours. I pushed my ass up to him spreading my legs so my cunt was open to him. I presented myself up to my new stud. Bear nuzzled my heat, testing my readiness, then in one smooth swift movement he mounted me. His strong forelegs wrapped around my waist and pulled me in to meet his questing cock. I felt the spray from his tip wet my left ass cheek and adjusted my stance to catch the angle of his next probe. That thrust went true and pushed into my slick honeypot. My inner walls involuntarily clenched, protesting the sudden filling invasion. Behind me, Bear planted his paws and went to work. His hips moved rapid fire pistoning in and out of my womb like a red hot spraying machine. The juicy slurping sounds of his cock driving into me then withdrawing turned me on even more. I find the noisy sounds of wet sloppy sex arousing. I pushed back to meet his forward thrusts making our bodies slap together rhythmically. I took the whole of his dick inside me with every push. I felt as if the length of it would punch through my throat in the most pleasurable way. I wasn't sure how big he was or how thick he would get, but he felt a lot bigger that the chocolate lab that had introduced me to sex.

I could feel Bear's long thin pole getting thicker as i clenched around it. Already it felt thicker that my thickest vibrator. I could feel myself widening to accomodate him. The knot began forming I felted passing in and out of my passage growing with every stroke across my g spot. I shoved back onto him. I knew that his knot was going to be big and I wanted it locked inside of me. I didn't want to risk it growing outside my body and him using his strong body to ram it in tearing me in the process. The swelling passed through the entrance to my cunt with a wet pop. Then I could feel it growing even more, massaging my hot spot with each thrust. I couldn't help it, I came with a scream. Bear tensed around me, but he didn't stop fucking me. He was where he wanted to be and he wasn't going to stop until he was done.

The knot locked inside my channal prevented him from making long thrusts so he continued battering my cunt with short powerful bullets that sent his nut sac slapping against my clit. Between the thrusting, the knot sliding across my sweet spot and the balls thumping against my hard clit, I came again. My love tunnel milking at Bear's shaft. He came with a howl. His hips pressed so close to my ass you couldn't distingush between the two of us. His red dick was lodged deep inside of me; I could feel the hot jets of jizz washing down my uterus. If I had been a real bitch I would have come away from our breedng with a bellyfull of pups. Instead what I got was a cunt stuffed full of cock and cum with excess fluid oozing from the edges of our joining.

Bear's body relaxed on me. His forelegs loosened their grip. He didn't try to get away. He just lay on me contentedly. Which was a good thing since we were locked tightly together by a knot the size of a softball. My arms and legs trembled, exhusted by the multiple orgasms my mating with Bear had given me. Mini-gasms still shook me and my body continued to milk Bear's shaft, wringing from his testicles increasingly weaker spurts of cum. With my outer cunt lips, I could feel his shaft still pulsating. I clenched my cunt around his dick as hard as I could determined to get every last bit of pleasure from our first union. The increased pressure of the shrinking knot on my g-spot sent me spiralling into another shattering climax. This time I couldn't stay up. I collapsed on my side. Bear still attached to me by his dick tugged at our joining. My cunt refused to let loose of its treasure. He stepped over me still tugging. I lifted my hips out of necessity. Bear's massive knot required that I stay ass to ass with him or let him tear out of me. My head and shoulders were still resting on the blanket, but my cunt was yielding to the demands of the cock inside me and staying close to Bear.

Bear waited patiently, occasionally testing our tie to see if it was ready to seperate. Finally, after I'm not sure how long; he pulled free of my body with a farty, sucking, slurpy sound. I felt an incredible lengh withdraw from me and a rush of hot cum spill out of my socket. I collapsed on the blanket and slowly rolled over to watch Bear. He moved to a corner of the blanket and began cleaning his tool. I was amazed at the size of his weapon and impressed with myself for having taken it all. I spread my legs and felt around my cunt opening. I was gaping wide our combined jizz was seeping out of my depths. I slid my fingers in me, all four of them, and scooped out a handfull of juice. I brought it to my face and inhaled the faintly metallic scent of Bear's cum and the underlining musky scent of mine. I licked my finger and made a face. I didn't care for the flavor at all, but man did I love the way we made our cum. I wiped my fingers off on my breasts taking care to massage our essence into my tender nipples.

I lay back and listened to the sound of Bear's tongue cleaning his weapon. I reveled in the knowlegde that as soon as he was done cleaning himself, he would come clean me up. I left my legs sprawled comfortably wide with our jizz slowly flowing out and down my ass making a huge wet spot beneath me. I knew Bear would be tired and I didn't want him to have to over-exert himself. I had plans for him. I imagined his big tongue working to clean my tits, cunt and ass up and I hugged to myself the idea of the continued pleasure in my near future.
Thank You everyone for taking the time to read my story; particularly those who made the extra effort and commented, my deepest appreciation to you. I am currently working on the forth installment of my adventures with Bear with some luck that will be up loaded sometime to night.

Wood, Yes for the most part this is a true story of my affair with Bear. I've embellished some of the sensory details, (sights, scents, tempuratures, textures. etc.) in order to make the reader feel as though he or she were right there with me, but the meat (lol) of the story is true.

Again, thank you

POP
once again thank you all for your kind interest and now on to PART 4

I lay on my back feeling the bunched cotton blanket pressing against my spine. Around me the day was all the perfect parts of summer rolled together. The slight breeze brushed my naked body with a lover's warm touch. I watched the sunlight streaming through the green leaves following the spinning path of the fragrant white orange blossoms. The sexual afterglow I found myself submerged in after a vigorously fulfilling sexual bout with Bear seemed to make the world move in slow motion. The sun was well on its downward climb and still I felt as though we had all the time in the world to pleasure each other.

Lazily my hand trailed over my relaxed body, tracing idle circles around my brown crests spiraling around my breasts. Fingers stroked lightly up and down my belly raising goose bumps in their wake. I shivered. I tanged my fingers in my pussy patch, twinning a curl on my finger while the other hand continued to play up and down my torso. I spread the upper part of my cleft and pushed the hood back from my clit. I twiddled aimlessly, not pushing for climax, just maintaining a slightly elevated level of pleasure. In an hour or so I would have to get up and go inside before the mosquitos feasted on my flesh. I wondered if Bear would want to sleep indoors with me tonight. I was pretty sure he hadn't been inside a house since he was a pup, so I wasn't sure how he would react. Oh well, I'd figure it out later; for now I would just enjoy myself.

I continued with my idle play, dipping my fingers in and out of my cunt feeling the fluids that continued to slowly drip out of me. My hole was begining to shrink back down to its normal size but was not quite in original shape yet. I rolled my hips up towards my exploring hand. I reached in with two fingers and curled them up stroking the top of my tunnel hitting that sweet spot that had so recently been hyper-stimulated by Bear's huge thrusting knot. My G quickly leapt to life. I gasped at the sharp spike of pleasure. My loins followed my fingers as they massaged the slick rippled surface of my pussy walls. Beside me, Bear's ears pricked up at the sounds of my panting. His nose twitched as the breeze carried my arousal to him. He rose to his paws and padded over to me and stood above me a potent masculine figure. His head dipped down and snuffled along my breasts licking at the now dry cum trail I had traced on my tits from our earlier session. He followed the southernly direction. His tongue was rough on my goose pimpled body as it warmed the bowl of my navel. The stiff whiskers on his lips tickled as the passed over my lower belly. Bear nuzzled my patch, cleaning the droplets of juice that clung to individual strands. He curiously investigated my fingering action with his mouth then followed that with his tongue as my fingers plumbed fluid from my moist musky depths. As the warmth of his tongue met the heat of my cunt, I gripped my fingers with my walls increasing the pressure. Bear's tongue pushed insistantly at my hand. Because of the way he was standing next to me, Bear's tongue was licking from side to side rather than up and down my cuntal crack. His width covered all of my vagina with each lap. I slurped my fingers free from my hole and let Bear take charge as my mood shifted from lazy sexuality to raging horniness. Bear stepped closer. His front paws were now between my wide spread legs. From my vantage point beneath him I could see clear drops of pre-cum forming on the black rimmed opening of his furry sheath. The beveled pink tip was starting to poke out of its hidey hole and further down I could see a small lump that hinted at the massive knot I had already had streaching my insides.

Bear continued cleaning up the mess we had made earlier and drinking down the new liquid I was producing. I watched as his pink length dropped further and began to thicken, turning a darker red. I reached under him and firmly but gently stroked his sheath. He humped his hips and his dick slid free of its fleshy prison. It was no longer pink, instead it was a thick angry red color with a spidery tracing of crimson capillary beds on its surface topped by thick ridges of purple veins throbbing. Before I even touched it I knew its hot rubbery surface would be wet and slick ready for penetration. The pre-cum that had previously been beading was now dripping steadily. Between my legs Bear was eating rapindly. Now and then I could feel a sharp pricking sensation as Bear pierced my tender meat with his teeth in his eagerness to consume me. As horny as I was the pain didn't distract me. I had reached the point were sometimes the body can't distingush between pain and pleasure. It's kind of the same feeling as when a big sharp erection is pounding and pounding into your pussy, repeatedly piercing your cervix with its thickness. In your rational mind, you know that when the frenzy of passion has passed, you're going to be hurting, but your animal mind is making your body thrust back on the weapon punishing your cunt in order to add more force to the joining. That was where my mind and body were at. I could have rolled over then and Bear would have mounted me, but I wanted to make us both frustrated, so when we finally did mate it would be forceful, violent, fast and hard. I wanted Bear to shove his cock into my weeping pussy, desperately pumping his hips to ease the pain of frustration, straining to release all the sperm bottled up in his tight balls. I wanted to be fucking to the organic music our bodies made as Bear plunged his knot in and out of my tunnel bringing up gushes of my cum juice with every withdrawing stroke. I wanted to come away from this breeding with bloodied welts as my sexual trophy and gallons of spooge pouring from my battered streached out puss.

I fisted my hand around Bear's swollen shaft. His pelvis settled into a fast steady puppy making pace. He stopped licking me and scrabbled about with his paws trying to find something to anchor onto so he could power thrust. I kept my body flat frustrating his attempts to grab hold and continued to pump his meat, caressing his knot as it slipped between my fingers, but never grasping tight enough to make him think he was inside a cunt and blow his load. His dick was slippery with pre-cum; the clear fluid was spraying almost constantly. I had juice dripping from my fingers, running down my arm and flooding my belly. His liquid heat was running down my sides. Deep inside me I felt a burning, a fierce primal need to be mounted by my mate and taken pasionately. Bear was whimpering and growling, straining in vain to achieve his climax. Cruelly, I released his shaft. In the worst tradition of a cock tease, I worked him up to ecstasy then failed to deliver. I would have enjoyed the build up to our ultimate end more if my pussy wasn't yearning to be stuffed full of cock and cum. I plunged my fingers inside myself again. I was in heat, ready to be bred. I quickly slicked my fingers in and out to dull the edge of desire-it didn't work, I was way too hungry. Bear licked at his throbbing pole and pawed at my uncooprative body. He was as determined to rut as I was determined to make us both wait. I rolled to my hands and knees; he instantly mounted and began humping. He pushed his red tip in before I could dislodge him. I let him thrust a few times till I felt him trying to push his knot in, then I flattened to my belly. His dick pulled out and he air humped. Bear growled at me from deep in his throat. He scratched across my back with a heavy paw trying to re-position me. I took my lover's stripes knowing I had earned them with my cruelty.

Bear backed away a few feet and stared at me trying to figure out why his mate wouldn't let him breed. His cock hung ripe and heavy under him. His tip was still spraying, the knot was partially formed and his sheath was fullly retracted. He was ready to f**k me. I got to my feet facing him, legs spread so the breeze could carry my scent. he moved towards me, stalking me, loins heavy with intent. I backed away, rousing his hunter instincts. I knew I was playing a potentially dangerous game, but I couldn't resist. I turned and ran. I dashed across the yard, darting between trees, slipping in the puddle of water from our afternoon bath. Behind me I could hear Bear. His initial bewilderment had given me a head start, but now he was gaining, giving in to the urge to conquer a mate. I sprinted out of the trees onto the grassy lawn that was bathed in the dimming light of the setting sun. Bear hit me with all of his weight on my back. I went down hard; I didn't even feel the twig that jabbed my hand; all my focus was on the aroused male on me demanding to mate. Bear set his teeth in my shoulder. He didn't break the skin; he just used enough pressure to let me know he was done fooling around. He pulled me upward. My lover had won the game, now I was bound to reward him.

With his urging I came to all fours. I immediatly presented myself-head resting on my forearms, knees spread, ass high, pussy hole winking open and oozing lube in anticipation. There were no preliminaries, Bear was done with foreplay. He owned me. He leapt onto my back, forelegs grasping tightly, simutanously pulling me back forcing my hips to meet his initial thrust. Our positions were perfect. My cunt was angled so exactly that I took his whole dick in one swallow. There was no poking or prodding this time. He slid home forcing his swelling knot past my entrance and seating himself deep inside my womb. His hips pounded against my ass cheeks over and over as he yanked his knot out with a popping sound then rammed it back in. If my pussy hadn't been streached earlier I would have been in pain. Instead I was cumming and cumming hard. My vocals probably carried for miles as his hard thrusts forced soul felt moans and screams from me. Bear kept pumping and pumping. I lost track of how many times I came, but I know I was light headed from climaxing. Bear gave one more hard shove and rooted his softball deep in my milking chamber and unloaded. His body spasmed on mine and hot powerful streams of spooge filled my pie with each short thrust. We were trembling with the violence of our explosions. I could feel sweat running down between my tits, dripping to the ground. Between my legs there were more drips as Bear's thin white cum escaped around our joint and found freedom outside our heaving bodies. Bear rested heavily on me regaining strength before dismounting. This time he knew we were tied and he stood quietly ass to ass with me with his tail brushing against my back like a smug sexually satisfied male.

I felt our tie. I could feel the root of his shaft fixed in my opening; further in I touched the rounded surface of his pleasure ball. I thought of squeezing one more orgasm from the ball but realized that if I came one more time I would black out and fall tearing Bear's knot out of my womb and render my pussy useless for the rest of our time together. I listened to reason. I had a limited amount of time to spend being bred by Bear and I had no intention of wasting a second of it tending to a torn up pussy. So I stayed tied to Bear for a good long while, enjoying the full sensation and noting the way he felt as his cock thinned and his knot shrank and eventually slipped free. I stood shakily. I reached between my legs and caught the spill of seed from my puss and rubbed it into the bloody welts of torn skin on my belly savoring the memory of being owned and controlled by my big canine lover Bear.

in retrospect, Taz, it probably wasn't as tramatic as I thought. I think that the fact that it was the first time I had EVER had sex and hadn't realize that sex with a k9 was possible made it a bigger deal in my mind. Maybe I would have had the same reaction had a guy taken my virginity. I can definately say that Toby did the exact same things he did to me the first time repeatedly over the next six years with decidedly different reactions. I get all gooey thinking about it. mmmmm

POP
I don't remember what part this is, but here we go….

The sun was setting when I finally moved. My inner thighs were sticky with drying cum and my well used pussy throbbed with the aftermath of our cataclysmic screwing. I walked stiffly toward Bear who sat on the ground with one leg sticking up over his head as he cleaned our mess from his shaft. He stood up as I approached. He had a knowing looking in his eyes like he was thinking "she's my bitch and I fucked her good and hard." I grinned at him, thinking I fucked a big dog in his prime to exhustion, milked him dry.

I rubbed his head, then pulled my sticky legs apart reminding him that he owed his mate clean up duties. He set his tongue to work licking up the cum that streaked my inner thighs, making his way up to my oozing pussy. I watched him at his chores. It was so erotic I almost came again. I saw my tits, nipples still hard and pointed skyward. On my flat belly, the pre-jizz Bear had sprayed me down with was shining in the fading light as it leaked from the shallow dip of my navel and tickled its way to my curly black patch. I looked down at my trimmed triangle; I could see my fleshy mound shift with the push of Bear's muzzle as he went about his task diligently. My black hair was wet and matted in places where the thicker cum had run down my cleft after Bear had filled my tank to overflowing while I was on my hands and knees.

I watched the broad head laboring at my labia. Bear's fur was thick and tan with just a touch of corseness to the upper coat. I put my hands on either side of his head guilding his tongue to where I wanted it most. To his credit, he worked through my interference, continuing to service me without pause.

I savor the hot touch of my lover's tongue, but both of us were too tired to do anything further about our mutual attraction just then. My stomach growled about the same time as I heard the first mosquito buzz in my ear. I reluctantly pulled away from my tongue bath and picked up my blanket. I headed inside pausing to gather up my clothes from the lawn. Bear followed me to the door. He stopped at the threshold whining and looking at me yearningly. I whistled "here boy, come on Bear." He stepped in then danced back out. He kept up this version of the canine hokey pokey until he was finally all the way inside. He stopped and watched me nervously, expecting to be reprimanded. I scratched his ears and let him lick between my legs reassuring him that it was okay to be in the house and it was okay to treat me like his mate. I wanted him to be very comfortable because I had plans for him as soon as we rested up and ate some dinner.

I dropped my clothes and blanket on the floor and went into the kitchen to see about some food. The chill of the refridgerator made my nipples peak again. I rolled and twisted them idlely between my fingers as I scanned the contents of the fridge. My fingers wandered down to tangle in my fur and play with my love button as I mentally assembled the evenings menu. I decided that Bear and I would share the steak I had taken out of the freezer earlier and I would supplement my meal with steamed veggies.

I heard the tick of nails on tile as I bent over to inventory the vegetable bin. Bear's cold nose shoved into my recovering pussy making me jump. I backed out of the fridge with his tongue working wonders in my cunt. With all the play we had done in the backyard, I felt like my puss was gaping wide open. It certainly felt like it when Bear thrust his tongue deeper inside me than ever before. I moaned. I couldn't believe that my exhusted, over stimulated body could get aroused so easily and so quickly after the championship fuck session we had just had. I fell to all fours spreading my legs, presenting myself so Bear could tongue fuck me easier. I didn't notice how hard the tile was on my knees as I rode Bear's muzzle. I could feel the hot puffs of breath on my puckered asshole adn the sloppy snuffling sounds his mouth made as he pushed against me hungrily licking deeper, eating me out as I had never been eaten before. He withdrew and with and expertise that belied our short sexual aquaintence, he mounted me and thrust his sword in deeply, sinking to the hilt. My world exploded in a celebration of sparks and heavy breathing. A blinding darkness swept over my eyes as my hyper sensitive tunnel vised down on his plunging shaft.

My arms went limp with ecstasy. I would have sagged to the floor, but for Bear's dewclaws scoring my waist right at the hipbones. He held me to him tightly, his hips pounding rhythmically into me. Everytime his balls slammed into my erect clit, new spasms ripped through me. My world shrank until it consisted of the sounds of panting above me and the ever thickening cock thrashing my cunt from behind.

I could feel Bear's knot forming at my entrance. It glided in and out smoothly, lubed with our joined juices. As it grew it required a little more effort for Bear to push it inside. I knew that he had the power to keep pushing it in and pulling it out regardless of how big the knot grew, but I however did not want to get torn apart in the process. So the next time he pulled out, I readied myself and pushed back on him as he plunged inside forcing his knot deep in my cunt with a pop of pleasure pain. I clamped down as hard as I could, pressing his knot on the hardened kernal of my g spot. I closed my outer lips around the inches of shaft behind his knot. Bear short thrust in and out quickly, never pulling completly free. My body was racked with those continuous mini orgasams you get when your body is just too tired to produce the kind of orgasam that blows the top of your head off.

Bear continued to thrust heavily for another minute before I felt the hot delicious spray of sperm wash down my insides. This time around the spurts were weaker, probably because I had wrung his nuts dry earlier in the day. He collapsed on my back, panting and thrusting erratically as his jets grew weaker and weaker before ending. Bear's meat was wedged deep up in me. He gave an experimental tug at our union then dismounted. He went ass to ass with me patiently wagging his tail as he waited for our engorged flesh to seperate. My passage continued to massage his shrinking penis. Ten minutes later, Bear slurped free with a wet gush and I fell to the cool tiles totally spent. I slept there on the kitchen floor for the better part of two hours while cum slipped from my well used pussy and puddled up on the floor. Beside me, Bear cleaned himself and stood guard; resting until his bitch was ready to be taken hard and fast once again.