A Dogslut’s First Time (Fiction) [fMM] [bst] [buk]

This is my first story … here goes …
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A Dogslut’s First Time (Fiction)

By the time I was 19, I had been in several relationships and each was disappointing for the same reasons: I felt I couldn’t trust the person I was with; they weren’t very good at sex; I wasn’t very good at sex; different expectations; and petty disagreements.

I had seen bestiality porn when I was younger, but I always thought it was disgusting. When I was 19, I began to think differently about it. Even though it might be nasty, it would have some benefits. Dogs wouldn’t tell other people about our sexual activities because they can’t. A dog wouldn’t judge me as a slut for wanting to suck on his scrotum. A dog would be nicer to cuddle with after sex. A dog would love me unconditionally. Over time, the nastiness became arousing.

The only problem was that I didn’t have the space or the money to care for a dog. I was 19 and living in a college dorm.

So I reached out to people online. We chatted, traded pics, talked about our fantasies. Eventually, I found one person who I felt comfortable chatting with, who made me extremely aroused, and who also had the breed I had been fantasizing about: Weimaraners. His name was Edward, and he had a beautiful Weimaraner named Roger.

The short hair of Weimaraners allows you to see their muscles and the shape of their bodies. It makes finding their cocks easier. The thought of a Weimaraner’s soft gray hair against my pale white skin …

Edward and I came to an agreement: I could come over and “play” with his dog if he and some friends could watch.

When I got to his house, everyone was friendly. He had cleared everything out of the living room except for a soft carpet where I would position myself on all fours. Slowly people started walking into the living room.

“Where’s the dog?” I asked. Edward smiled and opened a door. Out walked Roger, a dashing, strong, beautiful Weimaraner. I smiled at the sight of him. He stood up to lick my face and I was in love with him. I stuck my tongue out in an awkward attempt to lick him back. The guys laughed and I did, too. I felt so powerful, being able to make the men laugh. I rubbed Roger’s body gently with my small hands, scratching the sides of his belly.

“You made Roger excited, Lindsay” one of the men said. “Oh?” I asked. Then I looked between Roger’s legs and saw his beautiful purplish cock. “Well then,” I said nervously, “perhaps you should let me use the bathroom so I can change into something more appropriate.”

While in the bathroom, I considered just wearing a shirt and no underwear. But a part of me also wanted to please the men who were out there. I knew they wanted to see my body … so I just decided to pack my stuff neatly into my bag and go completely naked.

When they saw me naked, they cheered and clapped. And then they started to undress. I had never seen so many cocks before in my life. I was intimidated and aroused. In the middle of the room was Roger, the Weimaraner, panting, waiting to make me his bitch. As I got on all fours, I could hear some murmuring. Roger ran around behind me and tickled my pussy with his nose. Then he gave me a big lick and I couldn’t help but moan. Some of the men chuckled. I looked up and some were sitting, some were standing. All were stroking.

I went to the middle of the room and lowered my head to the ground, my ass sticking up in the air. Roger positioned his front legs close to my shoulders. I could feel his giant cock pressed against my pussy. I could feel his drool fall onto my hair. “I’m going to help guide him,” said Edward. Then I felt the cock moving around outside my pussy; I couldn’t help moving my ass toward the cock. Someone noticed and said, “Hey look at that. She really wants it.” The guys laughed and I did, too. Then for a brief second, I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance; then Roger slammed into me and I groaned.

I could hear the guys getting excited. His knot expanded; my eyes and mouth opened wide and I knew at that moment I was Roger’s bitch. Roger thrusted rapid fire into my pussy, making me whimper like … well, like a bitch. My small tits jiggled with his rapid fucking, pressing my face into the floor. I could hear his scrotum slapping into my wet cunt. I felt the body of the dog shake hard as he ejaculated deep inside me. I was exhausted, but I couldn’t go anywhere; I was still knotted to him for about ten minutes.

When those ten minutes were over, Roger’s cock fell out and my pussy made a noise that sounded like a fart; his cum was draining out my pussy. I rolled over onto my back and closed my eyes, not caring that there was a room full of naked men. I could feel the dog licking up the mess he made between my legs. I giggled at the feel of his tongue. But I didn’t hear the men laugh.

When I opened my eyes, the men were closer. They moved the dog away. I didn’t know what was going on. Then I felt a splash of cum cover my face. Then another came on my tits. My stomach. I was filled and covered with cum. I was so horny and tired from the dog fucking I just endured that I didn’t care. Besides, the thought that they were cumming just because of something that I did felt empowering. I didn’t cum, but I made a lot of others cum, and that made me feel good.

After the last guy came on me, I stood up and they clapped for me again. I giggled and walked to the shower.

When I walked outside they were waiting. The men gave me a collar. They put it around my neck. “Congratulations, you’re a puppyslut now. Come back any time.”

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