extreme beastiality

this is a true story
I own a farm in Victoria, Australia with my 3 male cousins and we breed dogs, horses and sheep. since we live in the outback with the nearest town 6 hours drive away my cousins and I are quite open sexually with each other and often sleep with eachother and they all know i screw the dogs and horses.

Well once my cousin Joseph bet that i couldn't go the entire week not being able to refuse fucking anything or body that came up to me with that intent while i went about my duties at the farm naked i naturally complied and told him i would do it starting the next day.
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This is my true story of my first time with a dog and I hope you enjoy it…mods please bear with me as I hope I get this right. I had been recently divorced at age 35 and was dating a fabulous man that was perfect in every way. He taught me things that I never dreamed of sexually and I couldn't get enough of him; he was so very exciting and attentive to my needs. We had phone sex at times and he never failed to make me cum extensively; I would do anything for him. One night as we talked on the phone I casually mentioned that I had gotten a dog from a friend. I could hear the excitement in his voice when he asked me where the dog was at that time. I told him he was lying in my bedroom floor and he was a huge Boxer. He told me to go lock my door and lie on the bed naked, so I did. He then asked me if I had ever let a dog lick me and I told him no, of course not, had never thought of it. I did come from a very strict family and was never allowed to do much of anything, after all, and sex was considered necessary and dirty! He began talking to me in that low, deep sexy voice and I began playing with my wet, hot pussy that I kept shaved just for him. As I began to cum he told me to call the dog to me and spread my legs wide. I hesitated but then went ahead and did as he bade me. The dog came to me quickly and his head went right between my thighs and I felt his big, long hot tongue go straight into my wet open pussy! Now I have a very sensitive clit and I cum in floods so after only two or three licks I began to orgasm like never before! This was glorious and I was shaking and trembling all over as I listened to my man's deep voice, husky with desire telling me to spread wide for the dog! I slid my ass over the edge of the bed to get better exposure to this wonderful tongue. He kept licking my soaking wet pussy and sometimes raked my tender ass; it was glorious and I needed more! After a few more orgasms I told my honey that I really needed to go get some rest and my clit was sore from all the licking I had gotten. He reluctantly agreed and told me to keep playing with the dog and "get ready". I hung up the phone and lay there gasping from this new experience, thinking what have I done? This dog had lit a fire deep inside me and I ached for the need of a hard cock. I didn't even have a dildo to use and you women know what I mean about not being able to reach that throbbing place inside! I had the most wicked and insane idea then that the dog might be able to help me. He was trying to get up on the bed with me so I did us both a favor by sliding over the edge of the bed and putting my ass on the edge and rolling onto my stomach with my feet on the floor. He came behind me quickly and began licking my ass and pussy again as my juices flowed heavily. Just as I began another orgasm I felt him climb onto my back and lock his front legs to my waist and begin humping forward! Oh shit I thought as my mind cleared from the orgasm, I can't let him do this! I tried to get up but his weight and position over me were too great. I could feel his hard cock stabbing at my thighs and sometimes grazing my asshole; I felt wetness from his spurting cock running down my thighs and I panicked big time! I pushed myself off the bed in an effort to get away and he had me! I had given him just the right position, my pussy opened up to him like a blossoming flower of love and he plunged his hard cock deep into it! I muffled a scream as I did not want to wake my children and he began thrusting furiously into me deeper and deeper, hammering my aching pussy. I felt his cock grow longer and thicker and finally gave myself up to him completely and pushed back against him. I had never had anything like this in my life and I wanted more. His powerful forelegs held me like a vise as I was cumming hard and fast, my juices running down my thighs, him hammering that glorious cock deep inside me. I felt his cock inside me, so deep and hot; then I felt his knot begin to grow to the size of a baseball and he stopped humping and just held me fast. I was being stretched to new limits and it felt so wonderful, the pain hurting in a good way. His knot rested right on my G spot and I couldn't stop my nerve-shattering orgasms! I could feel his hot cum squirting deep inside me with every jerk of his marvelous cock. I could actually feel the heat from his cock and it just added to the thrill. We stayed locked in this love embrace for several minutes and he finally slid out of me as I felt a flood of our cum pour down my legs. Needless to say I was hooked from that moment on! I married my honey shortly after that (I told him about the dog on our wedding night!) and we have been living in bliss for the past 15 yrs. We now have a Boxer/Great Dane mix and the three of us are very happy indeed!
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This started after a chat in the chatroom here. Though I was able to spend spring break there, this never happened, but I could hope! As I made it so detailed, I put it here instead of fantasy, though am willing to try again if need be. This is also the first story I've been able to put into computer text in a long time, and if it keeps up I might do more.

It started on a cold winter morning when the phone rang. As a 20 year old college student, the only thing I had going for me was school, so when my grandparents asked my to take care of their farm over Spring Break, how could I refuse? I already knew what I was to expect, my grandparents had llamas, sheep, and chickens. An odd assortment, but fun to work on. After a long drive back home that Friday, my grandfather gave me the rundown on the farm, showing me around. I learned then that they had recently sold their male sheep, and that all of their female sheep were pregnant. This deflated me quite a bit, as I was hoping to have a male sheep around. Though I may be mostly straight with other people, I have always had the oddest fantasy of being taken by another animal. I did not want to upset the females either, and as it is unhealthy to the avian to try and have sex with them, the last two possible were the llamas. As we neared their enclosure that evening, I was able to gaze over the two animals as the sun set behind us. The first was a chocolaty color, and stood under the second llama, a light whiteish color with dark, thick torso fur. As the grandparents were both there, all I could do is smile and nod. The day ended, and sleep fell on all of us, and my sheets were damp after the night of dreams.
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Hi everyone

This is my Story about me.
At first apologize for my bad english. I'm from Germany.

I was 15/16 years old as i found something about Zoophilia. Well, I was young and intreserted in it. It was very exciting for me. And i liked dogs ever. But as I was 17 years old, i made a bad experience with dogs. My parents and me visit my aunt. She had a german Shepard. He was badly brought up. We parked the car behind the house and enterd over the garden. I think because i was smaller than my parents, the dog run to me und get on his bag feet and stand behind me … put his theeth on my bag neck and growled. But - god thanks - nothing other happend. They brought him down.
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I sit silently on an old fieldstone wall, concealed by a centuries' growth of green, watching the gray furred forms moving slowly past the trees a hundred yards ahead, as they chat with their daughter.

'Damn!' I think to myself. Sure, the Smittes are a sweet elderly couple, but they're utterly clueless … which is fortunate for me and my 'special friendship' with … oh, wait, there he is!

Samuel's ears perk up as one of his acute senses detects me. The Smittes idly chat, unaware as he rises from his slumber at their feet, looks directly at me through the brush for a few moments, then darts directly for me.
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Suddenly I hear music. Then the main lights in the room have being switched off. Leaving the stage lights on..Followed by clapping as a man walks onto the stage.

He speaks to the audience in German. I’m a about the ask Heinz for a translation. When the man speaks in English..

Welcome to the Pimpernel 2 club ..our English guest James.. I nearly fall of my chair in shock of hearing my name. The show is called meeting in the woods and stars Franz and his best friend Ballard…
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Jogging home, all Annie could think about was the dog she saw on the path. Big brown thing, not sure the breed but what got to her the most was the size of him. She came upon the mating dogs just in time to see him pull out of her. He was huge, and all she could think of was that in her hot pussy.
She rushed through the last of her run, she had to get home to relieve herself. She barely made it through the door when her fingers found her wet hot spot. Getting down on the floor, the cool tile felt wonderful on her back. She was close to cumming, very close, she closed her eyes and imagined the big brown dog cock pumping her hot wet pussy. She lay there after, her only thought was of the dog.
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My family situation was a little out of the ordinary from the normal 2.2 kids scenario. Married to an older woman, I had a 'step daughter' Claire, only 10 years younger than me and as sweet as candy.

Chrissy her Mum, was voluptous though not fat and one of those women that guys knew instinctively wanted to fool around. She oozed sex appeal and man, she was a vixen in bed. 5'3", long brown hair and puppy dog brown eyes with a figure most women would die for. Imagine a mature Penelope Cruz and you won't be too far wrong.
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This is a story I found recently and decided to share. There is some violence but only what is needed for the story. Enjoy.

Going Home, part 1

Written by Adam

Who am I? Now that's a very good question. It's not as though I don't have a name. Actually I've got several. First there's the name that the Masters — as we are supposed to call them — have given me which sounds something like… no, I can't even imitate the sound, even in writing, their name for me is unpronouncable by any human. Then, there's the name I hear them say when I've got the translator on. It's the same name as the first, only a small computer, fitted over my left ear and connected to the collar reads it back to me with a synthetic voice as "Fuck face". Not a very pretty name, I know and not very fitting, because I'm not ugly. It's just that the Masters think all 'Terrans' — as they call us, when they don't call us slaves — are ugly and thus they give us, their slaves ugly names. In fact I'm considered very good looking by the others humans, and a lot of girls keep trying to get me in bed with them, and a few boys too. Though only the boys get lucky, since I'm . I said that we are ugly to the Masters but they, on the other hand are as ugly to us. They, have two arms and two legs and are all in all basically shaped like us but they're lizards while we're mamals, so their skins are scaly and also lots of horns and sharp teeth. Then there's the name the other Terrans have given me, which is simply Jack. Why, you ask? Well, the first syllable of the Masters name for me sound kinda like 'Jack' so it quickly turned to simply Jack. That's the only part of their name for me that's remotely pronouncable. And then finally, there's the serial number 47589612 tattooed as numbers and barcode on the back of my neck and also stamped on the metal collar that all of us Terrans are wearing. That's the number I have currently, at least. Until yesterday it was 47589611. I'll explain that later. That's my names, though I will stick to Jack as much as posible when writing this story.
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He'd heard all kinds of little anecdotes about dogs and people together. Little tidbits of information, sometimes a joke, sometimes a short story, sometimes told increduously, sometimes just matter of fact. All of them had something interesting about them.
Sometimes it was just who the person was that made it exciting, sometimes the situation, and maybe it was the location, or any number of things that slightly differed from what he considered normal. The more he heard, the more he knew that it wasn't nearly as uncommon as people would have him believe. He was starting to think that there was no such thing as 'normal', that everyone was different, and had different ideas about what was right and wrong.
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