extreme beastiality

I've been into bestiality… since the mid80s. There've been times I've owned a dog [once a shepherd, another time a dane] and long stretches between when I haven't… there've been exquisitely frantic and high energy relationships with girls who do dogs and others which have been very vanilla. But I'm still a beasty at heart [one without a dog at the moment, unfortunately]

Years and years ago, I knew a couple of girls into dogs. So with a couple of other people into the whole thing, we threw a 'party' for this one girl.

She was about 5' nothing, a slim little elfin redhead. She had a rottweiler and her neighbour down the way [a few miles] had a great dane that she'd borrow from time to time.

Big fenced in back yard, middle of nowhere, really. So about a dozen people… MMmmmm think it was five girls and six guys… and five dogs. If I remember right, it was the redhead's birthday. So one girl brought a mastiff… HUGE dog. There was the dane, the rotty and… I think two shepherds. Or was one a lab? Anyways… AFTER she'd been mounted and taken by her rotty and the Dane, we put all the names of the dogs in a hat and had her draw one for her last mounting of the day. What she didn't know was that the deck was stacked… all the papers said the mastiff's name.

When that beast descended on her, you could see her head pushing up against his chest, her arms from about the elbow down and her legs from about the calf down. The huge bastard had her pinned and she was making the BEST squeals and screams as he fucked her like a pistoning engine. I think he rode her for about twenty minutes, then was knotted to her for another twenty.

Made her day. Completely. And it was wickedly delicious to watch.