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Daddy’s Little Girl Mounted by the Rottweiler, by Jezebel Rose

I found myself a somewhat horny girl from a young age. I remember at the young generation, stealing my Dad’s porno mags and stashing them behind my bed to read at night, so I could get that tickly feeling between my legs that I liked so much. After my Mum found them and gave me a strict telling-off for it, I was not deterred in the slightest. I saw myself continually nicking the mags to look at the pictures and, when I got older, read the stories. Only now, I was careful always to put the magazines back.

My life took a turn for the better once we got the internet when I was only a little older. Being quite computer literate, I was able to look up porn at night and erase the tracks of where I had been, leaving no trace of it on the machine, which my younger brothers also used. Now I am 18, and I have my laptop in my room, which means I do not need to take such measures.

Thus, I found myself looking at things that shocked me a little, as I had had quite a sheltered upbringing. I came across different things that all turned me on in a big way; lesbians, anal, incest, and of course bestiality. Of the first two I was curious and thought I’d like to try (but that’s another story!), and while the stories I read about incest turned me on, I would never consider doing it in real life.

However, repeatedly, I found myself being drawn to bestiality and wondering why I was so fascinated by all of it. Not all forms of bestiality turned me on, and there were only a few things that would cause me to rub my swollen clit, or push my fingers in and out of my sopping pussy until I’d cum in a way that guys could never cause me to cum. However, one thing, in particular, got to me, and that was photos and stories of women having sex with dogs.

I tried to hide these urges, telling myself I was a freak for thinking about it. However, repeatedly I would find myself searching for it on the internet. I tried to console myself with the thought that while I would have bestiality fantasies at night, the idea would not often cross my mind during the day. Then it came to the point where I would think about it many times during the day, sneaking glances at my dog and wondering…

My dog is gorgeous; let me get that straight from the start. I have always thought Rottweilers were the most beautiful dogs in the world, so when my friend’s rutty had pups, I was there in a flash to tell him to save one for me. His name is Thunder because as a puppy he used to follow me around everywhere. Original, I know. Now he is a proud and strong dog, and perhaps the most important thing about him is that he never was neutered; he will sometimes still breed with my friend’s bitch, and they produce the most friendly, beautiful pups.

Therefore, he does tend to get horny sometimes, and humps against anything that moves. Even against things that do not run. I found myself thinking this was a good thing, and that it would make my ‘mission’ easier, should I chose to follow that path. Immediately I chastised myself for thinking it, telling myself I was sick and twisted.

Then it got to breakdown point. I had been thinking of women-and-dog-bestiality for two days straight, and I was getting so incredibly horny. Since it tends to get extremely hot around here, I would sometimes walk around the house in only my bikini. Other times when nobody was home, I would walk around naked, picking any surface in the house to flop down on and masturbate if I got horny; the armchairs, the sofa, the table, the kitchen bench. Throughout all these encounters, my dog was usually outside cooling down in the shade.

Then, it happened. Thunder was inside with me while I lay in the armchair dressed only in my bikini, idly flipping through channels to see if anything worthwhile was on TV. There was nothing, so I pressed the off switch and started absentmindedly rubbing my pussy through my bikini bottoms. As I got hotter and hornier, I unclipped my bikini top and threw it over the back of the chair. Then I plunged my hand down between my legs and reached inside the bikini to stroke my clit, soft at first, and then harder.

Pulling off my bikini bottoms and sitting in the chair naked, I desperately pushed my fingers inside my wet cunt, withdrawing them and then selling them in again harder as my body ached for sexual release. As I took my hand away from my pussy and brought my fingers up to taste my juices, I used my other hand to rub and pinch my nipples. I left my legs spread wide open, my wetness gleaming for all to see. I let my head fall back, and I closed my eyes, enjoying the effect my fingers were having on me when I felt something cold push against my cunt. My eyes flew open in time to see Thunder standing between my legs, as his tongue darted out and licked me.

A shudder raced through my body, and I squeezed my eyes tight. This was it. I was so horny, and there was no going back now. I was going to let my dog eat my pussy, for as long as he wanted. I opened my eyes to see Thunder nosing around again, naturally curious about my smell. I nearly came on the spot as he licked me again. Spreading my legs as wide as I could and using my fingers to spread open my pussy lips, I whispered to the dog. ‘Good boy Thunder, yes you are a good dog, good boy!’

Encouraged by my praise, the dog went back to licking me with fast, smooth strokes of his tongue. At first, he only seemed interested in my cunt, but then he started licking me from my puckered little anus right up to my clit, and back again. I moaned in pleasure like never before, but I could only take a few minutes of this before my body shook with the best orgasm I had ever had in my life. I stopped and put my legs together, still shaking from the strength of my climax. Thunder tried to push his nose into my crotch, but I gently pushed his nose away and got up. I had plans.

I walked to my room, Thunder close behind me. I glanced back and saw a glimpse of his doggy cock hanging out of its sheath, before looking back ahead. Once we got to my bedroom, I grabbed a towel from my bed and leaned over to spread it out on the floor. Taking it as an invitation, Thunder started licking my ass, digging his tongue right inside me as I groaned with pleasure. Once I would spread the towel, I stood up and looked down at my dog. His big pink cock was huge! I immediately wondered how a virgin like me could handle such a thing.

My pussy was soaking wet already, but I had heard somewhere you can never have too much wetness. So just to be on the safe side, I grabbed a tube of strawberry flavored lubricant out of my secret toy drawer (only because I was a virgin did not mean I could not still have fun! Mind you, all I had in the way of toys was a tiny two-inch vibrator and a set of those little vibrating balls). Thinking about how I had never had anything as significant inside me before, I spread lots of lube over my pussy, massaging it all around the general area and even right up my butt crack to my ass. Then as I looked at the dog, who was whining slightly as he was getting impatient, I prepared myself for my virginal undoing.

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