Woman's Best Friend


Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Consensual, True Story, First, Bestiality, .

Desc: Sex Story: No one would ever believe that Rita would have sex with a dog, least of all Rita. But sometimes circumstances arise and we discover that the abhorrent isn't really bad at all. In fact it can be quite nice

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Rita poured herself a glass of wine, put a CD on repeat play, lit the fire in the fireplace, threw some pillows on the floor and stretched out to relax. She didn't lay there long before Tiger walked in and gave her a wet kiss on the cheek.

Tiger was her dog. A two year old Labrador/Shepherd that she had raised from a puppy. She put her arm around him and scratched his ears.

"Tiger you silly dog. You're always here when I need you, aren't you."

Rita was having second thoughts about her decision not to go out bar hopping this evening with her girlfriend. As much as she loved sex, at twenty-five she was getting bored with the bar scene and the guys that she was meeting. If only she didn't enjoy her freedom and independence so much, she might consider settling in with one guy. That is, if she could find one guy that was worthwhile.

"Damn it Tiger, why isn't this like the fairy tales? I kiss you and you turn into prince charming."

Tiger sat down near her face and looked at her as if he was actually listening.

"Whadda ya think, Tiger? Is this bod good enough for prince charming?"

Rita stretched her five-foot frame out and admired herself. Even though she was lying on her back, her tits formed excellent mounds on her chest. Her nipples formed distinct bumps showing through the silk pajama top. She ran a hand over her taut stomach muscles then slipped her hand down to the closely trimmed pubic hair. She could feel it through the material. She raised a leg and flexed her muscle. Many years of dance class had assured that her legs were shapely and trim.

She filled her glass again and drank the wine deliberately. She had a warm buzz from the drinks. She dropped her hand to her crotch and lay back thinking lascivious thoughts. Rita was a woman who was always horny, she didn't need the wine to prompt her to begin masturbating but it helped. Her nipples hardened as her finger rubbed softly against her clit. She began slowly pinching a hard nipple with one hand while she massaged her button. She wasn't about to get herself off, just in the mood to feel good.

She stopped when she heard a thump thump noise next to her. She turned her head and saw Tiger busily scratching himself. He was sitting facing her, one hind leg splayed out at an angle while the other was busy scratching at his chest.

"Oh shit Tiger, not fleas again. I just got rid of the last batch."

As she watched, she saw the red tip emerge from the dogs prick sheath. For some reason this caught her interest. As the dog scratched rapidly the emerging cock hypnotized her. She watched the large fuzzy sheath slap from side to side as the dog scratched. She watched his big balls bounce up and down.

"Tiger, you're just like a guy. You see me masturbating and start jacking yourself off," she laughed as she resumed fingering herself. The emerging red cock still held her attention and her pussy was beginning to get very wet.

The red cock was about half way out of the sheath and Rita could see the large knot outlined in the sheath. She remembered someone telling her about dog cocks and the wonderful knot. She had just never taken it seriously before but now she was very interested. She contemplated the cock. It didn't have a flaring head the way a guy's cock does; rather it sort of came to a point. It looked shiny; probably all slick and ready to slip right into a waiting cunt she thought.

Rita was overcome with an urge to feel the cock. She rolled over and delicately touched the scarlet shaft that was half way out. It was very hard and very warm. Not quite as slippery as it appeared. She moved her hand down onto the sheath of furry skin that encased the remainder of the shaft and the knot. She wanted to feel the knot. Tiger's skin was soft, covered in silky fur. She lightly touched the hard knot, unsure of what Tiger's reaction might be. His scratching slowed and she began to gently squeeze the bulge. It wasn't soft like the balls of the men she had fucked; it was very firm and solid feeling.

Rita began stroking the cock within the shaft. Tiger stopped scratching and stood up, but did not move away. "Tiger you horny dog. You like that, don't you? You know what baby, I kinda like it too." Rita's pussy tingled slightly as she said that, her nipples rubbed against her pajama top. A feeling of wantonness crept over her.

Rita positioned herself under Tiger and continued stroking the hard cock. The red dick got longer as it came out of the sheath. The hard knot moved toward the end. Rita became very hot as she watched the cock and knot respond to her hand job. She moved her hand to the red cock and grasped it firmly and began jacking it off. The dog started humping his ass in response to her activity. The knot burst out of the shaft and Rita marveled at the size of the cock and the knot.

"Damn baby, that's as nice a cock as I've seen on any guy I've had. Ummm and I've had my share."

Rita wrapped both hands around the cock. She could get both her hands around it and there was still an inch or so of red dick sticking out. Her fingers barely made it around the circumference.

"Shit, you must be a seven or eight incher baby. I bet you make a lot of dogs happy."

Tiger continued humping Rita's hand. She removed one hand from the cock and felt the hard knot as she whipped the red shaft back and forth. Rita was getting very excited by this hard cock and wanted to get the dog to cum. She stroked his cock rapidly for what seemed to be many minutes. Suddenly the dog shot his cum all over her. He shot several times and she was amazed at how much cum came out.

She got up to get a cloth to clean up the mess on her and the floor. On an impulse she dabbed a finger in the sticky cum on her face and then licked it. Not as salty as a man, a slightly different taste that she couldn't place. A taste that was now registered in her brain as dog cum. Tiger sat down and began to lick his cock. The red shaft disappeared back into the furry sheath. "You're the first guy that I ever did who finished himself off with his own tongue," she laughed.

Rita cleaned up, sat down and poured herself some more wine.

"God damn," she thought, "I can't believe that I just jacked off my dog. That I jacked him off and it was fun. Damn, I wish I could remember who it was that told me about dog cock. I'd love to talk to them now." Try as she might, no name came to her. She felt a need to share her experience with someone who would understand, who might tell her more. A few more glasses of wine and Rita was drifting off to sleep.

The next morning she felt a little bit guilty. It was just the wine she convinced herself. Tiger came in and wagged his tail.

"Don't get your hopes up pooch. That was a one-time thrill for us. You stick to fucking dogs and I'll stick to people."

Tiger just wagged his tail and nuzzled Rita. She hugged the dog.

"Oh well, at least I know you won't kiss and tell. That's a big plus in your favor. And I gotta admit, Tiger, that cock is as fine as any."

The next few days were uneventful except that Rita occasionally would have thoughts about the big cock on her dog. She remembered the taste of his cum on her finger. She had always been sexually adventurous. She enjoyed sex with women as well as men and had experimented with B&D and S&M. For all she had done and all the fantasies that she had dreamed, sex with a dog had never occurred to her. Now it seemed that the door had been opened. Perhaps it was just the fact that it was terribly taboo, perhaps it was just that she had become bored with her sex life. Or, most frightening of all, perhaps it was something that was going to take her to new sexual pleasures.

She decided to venture into that world again. This time she would not have her usual several glasses of wine to blame. She came home from work with a definite intention to feel Tigers big cock once again. To jack him off and taste his slick cum. She wanted to know why the memory was haunting her.

After supper she showered and slipped on a robe. She kicked a few pillows into a pile on the floor and sat down. She called Tiger and he gladly came over to her. She put her arm around him, hugged him and petted him. He licked her face and wagged his tail. She slid her hand under his belly and began feeling his firm cock inside it's sheath. She ran her hand up and down the length of it and then caressed his balls. They were large and hard and moved in response to her gentle squeezing. How different than a man they were. No big sagging bag here, just taut skin holding two large plums.

"Wadda ya think Tiger, d'ya like having your cock scratched? Fucked any good bitches in the last few days? No? Then I bet you've got a helluva load of cum built up, huh?"

Rita grasped the cock more firmly and began to stroke it. As she ran her hand to the end of the sheath she could feel the cock coming out. It was slick feeling and very warm. She lay down and moved her head under Tiger. She wanted to watch as the big red meat emerged from its protective sheath. She wanted to watch as the knot traveled down the tunnel and burst out. Her loins were getting hotter. Without her even touching it, her pussy was starting to moisten. Her nipples grew hard and sensitive.

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