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That Very First Night - Part 1 & 2, first time, f/dog

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      That Very First Night Part 1


When Paul got sick a few years back I brought home a black lab to keep him company. I thought it was a good idea as he would need to be home for many months before he could even think about retuning to work. He could also get some much needed exercise just walking the dog.

The dog was about 6 months old when we got him. So he was still just a big puppy. It’s funny, I had fought him all these years tooth and nail, about getting a dog. You see, long before we met, Paul had a girl friend that use to fuck her dog right in front of him. She started doing this almost as soon as they started dating. That wasn’t for me! I thought it was gross. But that never stopped him from asking, begging if you will for us to get a dog. I held firm, but now here he was still flat on his back, after a long fight for his very life. So in a moment of extreme weakness while out shopping at the mall, I pasted the pet store, with the doggie in the window. I just had to stop in and ask “how much was that doggie in the window”. He was so friendly and Paul was so much on my mind that I bought him. Also I knew deep within my heart that he could have ordered me to fuck a dog many years ago and I probably would have, but he never did knowing how strongly I felt about it.

   Paul was very happy when he saw me bring the dog in. The dog seemed very happy as he was jumping around and giving everyone a little kiss as he ran back and forth among us. After a while he did settle down in time for Paul to notice he was a male and give me that evil smile that I know so well. I made believe that I didn’t see it and went about my business. As the week and then months went by, the dog and Paul had become fast friends and I even started to like the little things that the dog would do to make me his friend.

Now I should back up a tiny bit and mention that years ago, Paul and I started swinging about 7 years back. It took me a long time to wrap my mind around swinging at first, but after we had begun, I did enjoy myself. I also got to explore the Bisexual side of myself which I found I enjoyed very much as did Paul watching me and sometimes joining in.

Our sex life was very active from almost the very first day we met. We had sex most mornings and just about every night. Now, with Paul home recovering from his illness, I often came home for “lunch”. I love giving head. Paul is also a man who really loves getting a blow job. Many men like you to suck there cocks but just as many can’t cum that way; which is a bummer. I see that as a big part of the act of giving head, to make the man cum. So I did enjoy coming home for “lunch” and it always made me very wet. I get very aroused sucking a cock and at times the slightest touch of my pussy would make me cum. Other times I would cum without even touching myself. Our sex life had moved into an even higher gear. It was fun and we both seemed very happy, due to the increase in our sex life.

What I didn’t know was those many months that I came home for ‘lunch” and to look in on Paul. He was forming a long range plan. You see whenever he played with my pussy whenever the opportunity arose he would have our dog lick his fingers. Blackie, our dog must have liked what he tasted. Looking back on this, Paul always was trying to plant the seed for this. We watch porn together. He often said I gave head like Linda Lovelace. I heard about deep throat” and loved doing that but never saw the film. So one day he comes home all smiles and says he has a surprise for me. We make some drinks and settle in on the sofa and he turns on the tape and it is the movie “Deep Throat”. I was enjoying myself and found the movie very funny and corny at times. But I saw what she could do and was silently proud that I could do the same. Anyway we’re watching the movie when suddenly everything changes the film clarity goes from good to grainy and there is Linda Lovelace sucking on a dog. It caught me by surprise and I watched it with my mouth open. I looked at Paul and he was very into watching it, so at the time I said nothing.

But getting back to him always having the dog lick my pussy juice off his fingers all the time, I wasn’t aware of any of this, he always did it behind my back as the dog was always there. The only thing I knew was that we seemed to have one very horny dog. This was almost to the point of being a major problem. Now because of my work, I wear a dress or a skirt just about everyday. I also wear garters, because Paul likes them. I have great legs and have been told that since I was 13. I will admit that they also make me feel sexy as hell and there are times when I don’t wear panties.  So the dog was always sticking his nose into my pussy or my ass. Many times my pussy was covered by panties but there were almost as many times that my pussy was bear and I felt the dog’s tongue lick my pussy or ass more then a few times. I was concerned about this because we had some other female guest at our home that had been subjected to Blackie’s nose or tongue into our pussies while in front of other guess. The dog even went as far as starting to hump my leg! Everyone would say “bad dog” but really at the time what could you do? As the dog got a little older he often started to show some “pink” after he would stick his nose into my pussy. I can remember more then once watching the dog, lick himself as we were watching TV or sitting on the sofa listening to some music. Paul would often playfully shove me to “go help him”. I just would give him a dirty look back.

Just as Paul had played with my mind to get me interested in swinging, he worked on me about “playing” with the dog. I can’t honestly say what made me do what I did. I do remember we had a fun day together, I was feeling very much in love with Paul and I had been drinking. We were on the bed kissing as Paul slid down kissing my breast and sucking on my hard nipples as he did. His hand fingered my pussy and gently rubbed my clit, before he got between my legs and started to kiss and nibble at my pussy. I close my eyes as the pleasure washed over me. I really loved what he was doing but it started to feel different now and then. Still it all felt good and I wanted to cum from his tongue in my pussy. I opened my eyes to smile at him and to my horror, Paul wasn’t alone. Yes Paul was kissing my pussy but it was the dog’s tongue that I had been feeling. I jumped up, all pissed off and was starting to get very mad at being deceived by him. Paul rushed to my side to calm me and spoke softly to me telling me he loved me and how hot I looked just now. The dog had more sense then Paul and went and lay down by the wall.

Between kisses Paul asked me to be honest and tell him that it didn’t feel good. I said nothing; I wasn’t sure what I was feeling. Paul pulled on my nipple and I moaned, dam it. He now really knew I was turned on. Paul asked that I let our dog lick me, “just for him”. I said “no” he said “please”. I shook my head and body feeling the chills run over me as I laid back.

I heard Paul call the dog over and I looked to see Paul fingering my pussy and offering his fingers to the dog to lick clean. My breathing was coming hard and fast as I closed my eyes and felt the dog’s breath on my pussy. His tongue felt ruff but I let him lick me and I could feel my wetness running from my pussy and onto the crack of my ass. At that moment I am not sure if I truly was enjoying the dog’s tongue in my pussy or that I was finally giving in to Paul’s desires. I could see that Paul was as hard as a rock, watching Blackie eat me. I called him over but he shook his head no. He wanted to watch this dog licking me up close.  I felt myself getting nearing to my climate and I called Paul over again. This time he came near me and I grabbed his cock was surprised just how hot and hard it felt. I sucked his cock into my mouth and as I did, I began what was a long drawn out orgasm. I trembled and shook as I came. Suddenly I could feel Paul’s cock cum in my mouth, as much as I wanted to give him pleasure, there was little that I could do, but let him continue to cum in my mouth. I lightly sucked on his cock but my orgasm was to strong and I felt too weak to do much more.
After what seemed like a very long time, I opened my eyes and licked the cum from my lips to see Paul smiling ear to ear he was just looking at me. I laid there for a second feeling sexy until the spell was broken, by the dog jumping up on the bed. I know Paul was hoping that I continue what he had started but I felt like I had gone much further then I ever dreamed or even thought I would.

One thing I did notice was the size of our dog Blackie’s cock as it seemed fully extended. The color of his cock being purple and white looked odd to me but I could see that it was bigger then Paul’s 7 or 7.5 inch cock. As the dog jumped excitedly on the bed and over me I felt his cock drag across my body. I saw the look in Paul’s eyes as he asked me to “touch it”. I didn’t want to but I reached out and put my hand around Blackie’s cock, at once noticing how different it felt from a man’s cock. It felt burning hot to my touch, I moved my hand ever so slightly and he started to quickly fuck my hand. I let go of the dog’s cock and said “enough” jumped up and ran to the bathroom, with the dog fast behind me. I shut the door on him, locked it and started to cry. I felt dirty.

   I ran a very hot bath and soaked in it for hours. Going over in my mind, what I had just done. Paul came to the bathroom door a few times to ask “if I was ok”. I told him to leave me alone. I just allowed something to happen that I had told myself over and over, that it never would. I was pissed at myself. I slept alone that night and didn’t go to work the next day. When I did drag myself out of bed, it was to an empty house. I had some coffee and answered some email. I then did a search for information about dogs and women who have sex. I surfed thru all the porn sites and found beast forum. I joined did a lot of reading and made contact with a woman, with whom I chatted on the phone with. She laughed with me and even cried with me some. She also told me many things about dogs that I didn’t know. In short she made me feel better about myself. Over the next week I talked to her and others I met there and explained my mind a little.

   Much to his credit, Paul didn’t bring anything up about our night with the dog. We had made plans weeks ago to meet this other couple for an evening of adult fun. So both of us were busy getting ready for that, so I primped with Paul asking me every 5 minutes or so, “are you ready yet”. I have learned to just not answer. I wore a light green matching top and short skirt. I had on nude stockings, high heels and a white garter and push up bra. The green outfit really set off my long red hair.
« Last Edit: March 02, 2018, 04:31:06 PM by MintJulie »

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Reply #1 on: May 29, 2010, 09:36:27 PM
THAT VERY FIRST NIGHT
PART TWO


We had a great time with the couple we met. They both looked better then there pictures. She was also really bi, so I had a double make that a triple good time. I am not sure if I should go into all the details here but maybe as my story grows I will add them.

We slept late the next day and I awoke lying on my side with Paul pressing his cock into my ass.  I pushed back with my ass and reached down and eased his cock into my pussy which was very wet. He fucked me using long slow strokes. I reached down taking his now very wet cock in my hand and placed the head against my asshole. With a small push he was in. I asked him to be still for a second so I could get use to the feeling of him being inside my ass. Grabbing my breast he started to jam me hard with his cock in my ass. I pushed back to meet his thrust. Morning sex for us was soft and dreamy but this was plain old hard ass fucking. I rubbed my clit as Paul continued to fuck my ass. We both came almost at the same time. I could feel his cum pumping into my ass making my orgasm even stronger. Paul held me from behind as we both rode the waves of our orgasm. I moved my ass a little and to my surprise his cock was still hard. I pressed back and felt his cock slid deeper all the way into my ass. We stayed like that for a while as he slowly fucked my ass while kissing my neck from behind. I felt sexy and hot, I’ve had a lot of sex with three different people in the past 24 hours. We got up and jumped in the shower together. We soaped up each other really well and he tried to find a new place to hide the soap.

We had coffee got dressed and took a ride; it was a nice fall day. We ended up down at the shore at a little place that served some very good seafood. We had a couple of drinks and a great meal. Paul said “you looked sexy as hell”. I smiling thinking back to last night with our new friends and said “you looked pretty hot yourself”. “No, not last night” Paul said. I felt the blood rush out of my face as he said that. I had hoped that he wouldn’t bring it up. I felt faint. He was talking about me lying on my back, red hair fanned out my nipples pulled taunt against my chest with my long legs spread wide, while a black lab, our dog lapped at my pussy. I wanted to run away and hide but he had the car keys. So I did the next best thing, I got up to use the restroom. I took a few minutes to calm myself and before I headed back to our table. When I got there, Paul had a fresh drink waiting for me. I picked it up and took a long sip. I looked at him and said “I didn’t want that to happen”. He said “I know, but you still looked sexy as hell”. He reached across the small table and took my hand in his and told me he loved me. I felt my heart swell. But I still didn’t know what to say to him about what happened. Paul broke the silent by saying “you’re my best friend and it was a beautiful thing you did for me”. I know he wanted to say more but the tables near us were starting to fill in so he asked for the check and we were soon on our way back home.

   We talked all the way home in the car. I told him about how dirty and cheap I felt after. He told me that he loved me all the more for doing it. He went on to explain how we both had seen each other people even with multiple partners while swinging and we were able to not only get pasted that, but to have fun and grow our own relationship doing it. Paul went on to say, “Just last night I watched you suck another man’s cock and fuck him and then eat his wife’s pussy”. He said he respected my feelings but I was being “silly”. Bringing the dog into our sex life was his greatest fantasy. Why would he think any less me of me? He even joked about a new car being in my future. By the time we arrived home after our hour and a half drive our talk had done a lot to make me feel better about things.

   Walking to the house, Paul played grab ass and fondled my ass under my short denim skirt all the way to the front door of the house. He always had a knack for making me feel like a teenager again. Paul took Blackie for a much needed long walk and I once again faced my demons as to what I was going to do. Paul was all smiles when he came back into the house. He said that if we were to continue our play with Blackie that we needed to address a few things.

I was starting to feel like the decision was being made for me and I felt my hair on the back of my neck bristle. Paul saw my look and grabbed us both a beer and handed me one. He went on to explain that if we were to continue to do this we needed a special place to do it in. “We have a big house, why not make a play room for Blackie”? I still had the WTF look on my face and he said that it would help train the dog that this was the place where we all played and the rest of the house was off limits. That sounded like a good idea to me so I started to calm down and listen to what he was saying. He also said that he planned to fix up the spare bed room that we never used in the finished basement for that. He finished his beer and said “I going down stairs, it be great if you joined me, if not I understand”. He kissed me took the dog and went into our finished basement.

I sat there on the sofa had another beer and got up trying to make myself busy. I just didn’t know what to do. Should I stay or should I go down stairs to Paul and Blackie? I thought back to my first time with the dog, I thought about what I first felt. I thought about the wonderful weekend we just had, our night out together with the other couple, all the hot sex and I thought about this morning when Paul fucked my ass. Even our shower together and the beautiful day we had spent with each other. Then I thought about the long 2 hour talk we had at lunch and the long drive home. I remembered that not once over the entire past week did I not feel loved.

So I grabbed two beers and walked down stairs. Paul was on the full size bed playing with the dog. They looked like they were having fun playing with one of Blackie’s toys. Paul had covered the bed with an old bed spread we had and on the floor he had placed some throw rugs. I stood in the doorway still dressed in my tight braless blue shirt that showed just a tiny amount of my belly above my short denim skirt. I had on high heel sandals, thigh highs and of course the two beers in my hands. “Mine if I come in, or do I need a secret password” I said being brave.

Paul jumped up smiled and rushed over to give me a kiss. I said “easy now, big fella”. Even the dog looked happy to see me. We sat on the bed and drank our beers and Paul asked “you sure” I said “no but I am willing to try what we did again”. Paul’s face lit up like a Christmas tree when I said that. Paul put down his beer took my empty bottle away from me and pushed me onto my back on the bed, kissing me as he did. He fondled my tits over my tight top and slid his hand up and down my long legs. He slipped his hand under my skirt and rubbed my panty covered pussy. Pushing the panties aside he put his fingers into my pussy and said ” my god you’re wet”. I was I could feel it.

The dog was up on the bed licking at my face and getting excited. I rubbed his head and told him “he was a good boy” as Paul removed my skirt and panties, leaving me in my short blue top and thigh highs as I lay on my back. Paul fingered me and I saw him offer his fingers to the dog to lick. Blackie licked my pussy juice off of Paul’s fingers. He fingered me again, but this time bringing his fingers to my face for me to lick. So I looked him straight into his eyes, took his hand in mine and licked my pussy juice from his fingers. The same fingers the dog had just licked. Paul groined and said I was “the sexiest fucking woman on the planet”. Paul rubbed my pussy and my clit, turning me on very much as he did that. He offered his pussy soaked hand to the dog once more and Blackie came over looking for the source of this wonderful treat. Blackie started to lick at my pussy. I did really like how he dragged his tongue from my asshole to the very top of my pussy. I felt Paul’s fingers in my pussy and I raised my head to see what he was doing. Suddenly I felt the dog’s tongue go very deep into my pussy. Paul was holding my pussy open for the dog to lick. Feeling his tongue snake its way into my pussy and knowing Paul was inches away from this happening caused me to cum very hard. I cried out and fought the urge to close my legs to stop this insane pleasure that I was feeling. I didn’t and I let it continue which caused me to cum a second time. I now felt like jello as I lay there. Once again just like the first time the dog jumped up on the bed with his huge cock hanging down below his belly. This time I said “Paul” and he quickly got the dog off the bed and told him to lie down. I watched as Blackie obeyed and laid on the floor and started to lick his own cock. Paul joined me on the bed kissed me, looked at what I was looking at and said “wish I could do that”. Blackie continued to lick his own cock as I said “that’s why you got me and I do it better”. He smiled as I reached for his zipper and pulled out his hard cock. I pushed him to his back and took his cock as far into my mouth as it would go. I knew he was very turned on, so as I kneed over him, he came deep into my throat while grabbing onto my hair tightly as he did. The dog had once again jumped up onto the bed and pushed his nose and tongue into my very exposed pussy.

   As my mouth was full of a now cumming cock I couldn’t yell at him to stop. I was very surprised as I suddenly had an orgasm. It came out of nowhere. I didn’t even feel it build up, I just came from the dog’s tongue in my pussy. In between licking Paul’s cock clean I told the dog to get down. I didn’t want him getting any other ideas.

The next day at work went very slow. Paul did call me at least 7 times to make sure that everything was ok. I didn’t go home for lunch. I will say that I didn’t feel as dirty as I did the first time. We did the same thing meaning having the dog lick me to orgasm many times over the next couple of months. I didn’t want to go any further I enjoyed the fact that my actions with the dog turned Paul on so much. I also will admit that I did feel bad for the dog as he was now starting to whine after licking me with his hard cock hanging out of his sheath.

Months had passed since the first time I allowed the dog to lick me and I was now laying there after just having another great cum caused by our dog’s wonderful tongue. Over these past months he had gotten very good at making me cum. Once again he jumped up on the bed. I heard Paul say as did many times before “touch it”. I looked at Paul and saw him mouth the word “please” without saying it. I reached out and lightly grabbed Blackie’s cock. The dog froze and just stood there not moving. He was standing over my belly when I first touched him. So here I was with him standing over me. I touched his cock as I would a man’s. Paul told me to “hold him behind his knot”. So I placed my left hand behind the knot and as I did I could feel his cock get even bigger then it was. I rubbed my right hand up and down his shaft. Blackie’s cock was almost as big as my forearm. It was truly huge.  Paul sat on the edge of the bed to get a better look of what I was doing. As I jerked off his cock I could feel him spraying my body with his thin “cum”. Paul explained to me that it wasn’t cum but pre-cum, live and learn. So I soon found out that Blackie liked when I applied some pressure to the area by his knot. I could tell because his cock seemed to get harder and he also sprayed more pre-cum. He was panting very hard as he sprayed lot of pre-cum as I jerked his cock. I could feel it running down my belly, on my tits. He even hit me in the face a few times. I liked how his cock felt in my hand it felt hot hard and strong and I found beauty in the purple and white color of his cock. As I was doing this, Blackie started to really cum. This surprised me with the shear volume of his cum. It was everywhere. It felt hot on my body and face and yes he got me in the face. His cum felt burning hot and long strings of it shot onto my body. The dog got very antsy after he came and jumped off the bed and lied down and began to lick his cock.

I was a mess, dog cum was in my hair on my face and all over my chest and belly. I now saw why Paul had placed an old bed spread on the bed. Paul got up and when to the bathroom to get me a washcloth and a towel. As I laid there I though back to what I had just did and caught myself licking with my tongue some of the dog cum that was on my lips. I am not sure what I expected, but it really wasn’t that different from a man’s cum. Thinner in body thats for sure and not as salty as a man’s cum. I happen to like cum and this really wasn’t that bad. In truth, it tasted better then many men I had sucked off. Paul came back into the room and I wiped my face with the warm washcloth and wiped away some of the dog’s cum from my hair and body. I got up and ran up stairs to take a long hot shower.
« Last Edit: March 02, 2018, 04:31:21 PM by MintJulie »

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Reply #2 on: August 31, 2010, 01:40:05 AM
great story. great writer. great woman



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Reply #3 on: August 31, 2010, 12:25:07 PM
Thanks again for sharing.

The Gentleman Freak.


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Reply #4 on: August 31, 2010, 04:53:41 PM
 :DAre we going to continue? ^-^



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Reply #5 on: August 31, 2010, 05:39:04 PM
:DAre we going to continue? ^-^

There are 7 or 8 chapters or parts posted on this board more if you google and search else where.

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Reply #6 on: December 01, 2010, 08:05:49 AM
very interesting...thank you..