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A DAY ON THE ISLAND
It was a hot and muggy day that Steve, my husband, and I arrived at
our friends' house. I really looked forward to out visits with Joyce
and John on their delightful private island in the bay, but the boat
trip was always long and, today, it was particularly hot.
Joyce, a gorgeous lady in anyone's book, greeted us. John was off
somewhere doing some chores. The welcome was reserved, almost cool,
I thought, but it helped to offset the rowdy greeting we received
from Jake and Fluff, the two island mascots, a gigantic Dane and a
cute, trimmed poodle.
Joyce shooed them off and invited us into her home, a cozy Cape Cod,
"Come on in and I'll fix some cool drinks."
"We'll have sodas," I said, as Steve had a few too many beers on
the way down.
We sat and chatted for a half hour or so before Joyce offered to go
find John. Steve said he would go with her, but I declined. All I
wanted was a shower and chance to lie down. The island was big, they
would be gone a long time.
I waved goodbye to them and headed to the guest room. As I stripped
my grimy clothes off, Fluff hopped on the bed and made herself at
home.
"I'll contend with you later." My period always made me grouch, and
horny, but the latter would have to wait.
The warm shower was wonderful. I stayed in for over ten minutes
letting my aches and pains and sweat wash off of my body. I loved
showers, because I loved the feeling of tiny little fingers caressing
my body. I loved my own hand caressing my body, ALL over, and I did
that a lot. I loved even more large rough hand, like Steve's, all
over my body, but lately he seemed to be more intent on doing "his
thing" and letting me fend for myself. But even "his thing" in bed
was pretty good. A shiver of delight ran through my body thinking of
the other night when we fucked up a storm after that great porn movie
I got at the video store. He even saved some for my anus that time,
something he hasn't done for a long while. My, but he was good at
that. I am just sorry I had to be the one to initiate it each time.
I even had to go and get the videos.
But, enough of that. I finally felt relaxed and cool. A brisk rub
down with one of Joyce's luxurious towels almost got me in the mood
for more than a nap, but Steve wouldn't be back for an hour or so.
"A nap would still be great, but maybe I'll just get myself off once
before I sack out. I'll blame it on my period," I said out loud.
I found the bed still occupied by Fluff, but a quick jerk of her
collar convinced her I wanted it all. She rested her head on the bed
and whined, but I was way off in another world by then. My legs were
flung wide open, my hands caressing ever contour of my body. It was
a delicious body and I loved it dearly, just as Steve did. It was
nice to know that even though I had two kids, was married again and
pushing that dreaded forty, I was still desirable. One of the guys
at work, a dippy sort, was constantly telling me how beautiful I was.
At first I though it was just a line and he was trying to seduce me,
but I finally became convince that he was really in love with me and
he really thought I was beautiful and wonderful. Although I had
flirted with him a few time and even fantasized more than that, I had
still been faithful to Steve. But it had been sort of tempting and
it was nice to think that I still had that kind of attraction to
males. I felt good about myself and I treated myself accordingly.
All these things flashed through my mind as my body gradually
softened in my own hands and approached that wonderful pinnacle I so
longed for. My God, how I liked to orgasm. Although I loved fucking
(I have had more than my share, too), it was really the orgasm that
did it. I didn't mind getting a guy's rocks off, as long as he did
the same for me. His cum was nice, but not mandatory.
For some reason as I gradually approached, then backed away (I loved
to tease myself, too), that guy at work kept entering my head. He
used to write porn stories for me. Some weren't too bad either, too
bad I don't have one now, but he almost had an animal fetish, as
several were about animals fucking women (in his stories, the
"leading lady" was always me - great). I wonder what it would be
like....
A loud crash echoed through the room. It triggered my climax.
"OOOH, I sure am good," I moaned.
It was a few moments before I realized that I had heard the noise, so
absorbed in finger-fucking myself, was I. "Who's that."
I raised my head saw Fluff sprawled on the floor. It had been her.
She scramble up and tried once again to leap onto the bed, apparently
her original goal, but the throw rug and prevented that. "Oh, all
right, you mutt, get up here," I said as I helped her up. "There is
enough room for two ladies up here, just don't crowd me, OK?"
It was too warm for covers, so I lay back down in my all- together
intending to take a cat nap. My mind slowly wandered back to some of
my better sexual exploits, a common day dream. Some were really
neat. I remember once, there was this guy. He wasn't so good
looking, but he was big and blond and had a great build and was
young. I remember that he was so nervous the first time he tried to
put it in he came all over me. He apologized so profusely, just like
his cum, and started crying. I remember pushing his tear-stained
face towards my twat, holding him there until he started eating me.
His tongue was all slobbery and soft and felt soooo good, especially
when he tried to slip it up my vagina. He wasn't much of a fuck, too
quick, but he was great at giving head.
The image of this guy was so vivid I could almost feel him doing it
to me again. In my daydream I reached down to sort of guide his
head, and was startled to find Fluff there!
I screamed and flew up throwing that damned dog off of the bed. It
was gross. I actually had a dog licking my cunt. Now,
I screamed and flew up throwing that damned dog off of the bed. It
was gross. I actually had a dog licking my cunt. Now, I needed another shower.
Poor dog. I knew dogs were attracted to blood and here I was in heat
myself. I sure didn't know female dogs were into that, too. Before
I got into the shower I had a chance to think about it. "It sure
felt good. I'm no prude. Why not?"
"Is that what you want girl, to eat a little pussy, huh?" I cooed.
"Fluff, come back her. Good dog! How would you like to take care of
old auntie Alice?"
I got her back up on the bed and crawled in behind her. It didn't
take much to lead her back to my crotch. Actually, I didn't know if
it was my vaginal juices from my masturbating or my blood that
attracted her, but who cares.
Her cold nose sent a shock through me and caused me to recoil, but
her warm, wet tongue soon slizzered out and caused another kind of
shock wave to rip through me. A moment later, I squealed and raised
my hips slightly, she had stuck her long tongue right into my very
wet hole.
"Go to it, Fluff. Just don't forget my clit." But she had no
interest it that. I tried to get her to lick that, but her tongue
was too coarse for that sensitive organ, inflamed as it was. So I
let her go back to my cunt and I played joyfully with my clitoris
myself.
I was in heaven. No man had ever done me quite this was. Her tongue
was so long it felt like it was going all the way up to my cervix.
God, it was great. My eyes must have bugged out, as I started to
cum. I shook and panted and squealed for what seemed like ten
minutes. I could have continue for hours like this, except we had a
visitor.
As we were merrily on our way (I am not sure about Fluff, but I sure
was going great) up the erotic hill, Jake came bursting into the
room. In a flash he was on the bed, like a puppy, trying to see what
all of the excitement was.
I wasn't about to quit a good thing and I sure didn't care who saw us
now, I was so far along. It didn't take long for me to notice that
he didn't seem too interested in me, but he did take a sudden liking
to fluff.
How ludicrous. If I had been in more receptive shape I would have
laughed, but my body was struggling to complete its journey. There
was Jake, this huge dog trying to hump a dog, two hands shorter,
while she was tongue fucking me.
In then ensuing struggle, the bed taking a terrible beating, Fluffy
caught my clit and I screamed in delight and melted in ecstasy.
I clamped my legs shut as Fluffy didn't seem to care that I had
climaxed and didn't want to stop. I wanted to lie there and bask, as
it were, but fate would have none of that. Jake was still earnestly
humping the air with all of the urgency and abandon of a teen in the
back seat of a car. Fluffy, obviously ignoring Jake was trying to
root out my vagina again.
Now, being quite intelligent, I figured, "Why should I get all the
breaks, Fluff should be rewarded for a job well done."
I reached down and try to raise Fluffy's rear end and sucked in my
breath at the sight before me. Jake was humping the air with a
downright prodigious member flailing around. This flaming red rod
was staring right at me, glimmering and shimmering in the artificial
light of the room. 'Tis a pity men are not endowed with
self-lubrication like this guy. It sure looked more tasty than K-Y.
"What am I saying!"
Anyway, weak as I am, having just completed a very nice climax, and
hating to see that fine organ wasted, I continued to try to get
Fluffy in position. But it was not to be. I suppose Fluff was not
turned on by the same sort things I am, because all she seemed to
want to do now was escape.
Although Jake would, no doubt, object, I let her go. She scurried
off as quick as she could.
That left me, and Jake, towering over me still humping like mad. I
couldn't take my eyes off of his moist penis thrusting from his
sheath, flopping and bouncing around in the air. It was agonizing to
watch him, but I sure wasn't going to do anything else.
As his haunches continued humping I could see that long dick twitch.
I slid my foot under his belly and gently rubbed his cock with my
toes.
For some strange reason I found myself saying, "Come on you beautiful
beast fuck my toes, let it go......come on you beast, fuck me...."
Slowly and cautiously I reach my hand up to touch it. As it thrashed
back and forth in the air I could hold my hand still and feel its
smooth and slimy surface run over it. It felt good. Hot and slimy
and good. Slowly I closed my hand over it. "Surely, it wouldn't do
any harm," I thought.
Jake, figuring he had hit home, went berserk. As I clamped his prick
tighter he gave a great surge and "plunged home." For an instant he
paused, then slowly withdrew and began his exaggerated pumping again.
It felt fine to me, but for some unknown reason I panicked and let
go. Jake didn't stop, but his wail convinced me that he might catch
on soon that things were not as they should be.
Quickly, I tried to slip out from under him. As I rolled I must have
caught Jake off balance as the horny dog went tumbling to the floor
with a terrible crash. That gave me an opportunity to wriggle off
the bed and escape. Unfortunately, I met Jake getting up. His
immense size and forbidding strength sent me flying backwards. I
just had the presence of mind to twist around before crashing down.
Thank goodness I could reach the bed or I would have busted
something. I wound up half on and half off.
For an instant I lay there, panting. That instant was fateful.
Before I could push myself up and get completely away, I felt the hot
breath of Jake on my back, instantly followed by a clunk on my head
where his chin came to rest. His scratchy, hairy body had me pinned.
I struggled to slip away, but his tree-trunk forelegs were like iron
prison bars.
I didn't even have a chance to realize the predicament I was in,
until I suddenly felt a hot wet object goose me in the derriere. A
scream only seemed to further inflame my captor as I desperately
tried to wriggle free. His hard chest scraped my back as he strived
to mate with me. His rigid penis, thank God, with a soft, pointy
head kept probing into my rear, getting nearer and nearer to
something significant.
What was I to do. I was being raped by a dog. They'd never believe
that in court. I stopped and gathered all of my remaining strength
for one last effort to break free. But this pause was also "fatal."
The instant before I threw myself to one side, his urgent cock found,
and entered, my anus. (And all along I was worried about my vagina
being violated.)
I gasped. But I couldn't stop myself. We both toppled off the bed
onto the floor. Amazingly, Jake never missed a stroke. As we were
falling he had quickly pulled back a short distance, not far enough
to extract himself, and with his own desperate surge drive himself
fully into me. And even as we were lying on our sides struggling to
right ourselves, he persevered.
But a few more of his reckless convulsions on the ground dislodged
him. In an instant, without even thinking of the consequences, I was
up. I threw myself headlong on the bed crying, "Jake, get up here
you bastard, and finish what you started. This wanton woman needs
her ass reamed."
He must have understood English, because he was up and back on me in
a flash. I just caught a delicious glimpse of his magnificent cock
fully extended, ready for action.
I gasped again as he reestablished his position. His determined
thrusting again beating a tattoo on my backside. But this time we
had the assistance of previous experience.
I rotated my hips to help his entry. He took a step toward me with
his back legs and hunched his powerful haunches. I groaned, "Oh,
YES!," as his long hard rod aggressively slipped into my ass once
again. My eyes must have gotten big as I felt his hard urgent cock
drive in deeply. I felt his hairy haunches strike my buttocks as he
sank all of the way in. "Oh God! It's in. He's in me. Oh God!".
I must admit several things here, dear reader. First, I am not into
bestiality, although I love fucking men. Secondly, I love anal
intercourse. It has not always been a pleasant thing as most men
don't treat me any differently whichever hole they are in. If they
aren't particularly gentle when they fuck my ass it can really hurt,
and of course, if they aren't adequately lubricated it is pure hell.
So I have never become a expert in it seeing as how my men have not,
in general, been the kind and gentle sort. It is tough when you are
attracted to the macho- type. Give me the, "Shut up, lady. I'm
goin' fuck the life out of you." You can have the guys who say,
"Please, Alice, may I make love with you?" and "Help me enter you,
please, Alice." I can't say my type fucks better or not or that they
satisfy me any better, I just like them better. "Just like a broad,"
you say. Well, eat your heart out, I'm not screwing you, am I?]
Getting back to the real world: I was in heaven kneeling next to the
bed, with this monstrous dog humping the livin' shit out of my ass.
I sure wasn't in any pain now. I reached down to enhance the effort
by playing a little tune on my clit. It was so nice to be fucked and
still be able to dawdle over my clitoris and finger fuck myself at my
own rate. Jake was fucking like crazy. He was going quite fast,
taking short strokes. His cock was slipping in and out like nothing
I have ever felt before. I could feel the heat build up, mainly due
to my heightening passion, but also due to friction, no doubt.
I squealed with pleasure each time he thrust his long red cock into
me. Jake, as far as I could tell, was having a great time, too.
Yes, I was fucking the big dog every bit as much as he was fucking
me, and we were both enjoying it very, very much.
My hips sort of twitched to meet each thrust that the dog made. He
was picking up speed rapidly. Never has any man humped me so fast.
Once he had his long cock fully into me he started making short
thrusting jabs, not like the delicious long slow strokes that Steve
was capable of, seemingly trying to get into me even deeper. I was
squealing and groaning, urging him on. All of the sudden it was like
I couldn't get enough air and I nearly passed out.
But I was only cumming. Huge waves of cum rolled over and over me
again and again. I could feel my bodily juices flow over my fingers
as I stuffed them in my vagina as far as I could. My clit instantly
became ultra sensitive and I had to stop stroking it in time to
Jake's thrusts. I could feel my nipples, hard as cherry pits, and I
ached to have a real man stroke them. Rubbing them over the sheets
was all I could manage with Jake's weight resting on me. Over and
over I orgasmed.
Then the dog took a long powerful lunge that drive my thighs into the
side of the bed. I felt a forceful swelling in his penis, fully
buried. He exploded in my straining body. Surge after powerful
surge followed giving me exquisite pleasure.
I expected him to quickly withdraw his wondrous instrument and amble
unconcernedly away. Then I remembered the male dog's physiology as I
felt him start to swell. I wondered, "How big will you get?"
I could feel his cock getting bigger, stretching me, as it twitched
inside me. It was really neat and I felt so full.
But I was not going to sit idly by waiting for him to complete the
act of mating. I was going to cum again. "Oh, my God, I'm cumming
again!" I moaned to no one in particular and started to pant and
gasp once again.
Eventually, I became aware of the dog getting restless and wriggling
around, still inside of me, each movement giving me great pleasure.
I cried in anguish as I finally felt it slip out and tried to back
into him to engage it once more, but a sucking sound and a juicy
"plop" told me he had pulled out.
I looked back and was amazed to see how big he was, at least eight
inches and about an inch and a half thick.
Then he followed the human male lead and casually swaggered off to
take a leak some where.
"That was fantastic, simply fantastic!" I said to the empty room.
THE END
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