First and Last.
The title explains this story without much imagination needed. So, I will try to tell this story as quickly and jump to the good stuff. However be warned. I always fail at this. So you may as well expect over explicative and pretty much plain old hard core B. If you don’t like this type of read, then please stop now.
I was 22 and in my final semester of college. My roommate graduated and moved out of the two bedroom apt. we had, so I decided to dump the place and move back on campus.
I had met this guy Dennis who was two semesters back of me in one of my two remaining classes. He was street smart and had landed on campus living, two bedroom, house, under the premise of “Married Housing”. He was one of those guys who just pulled all the tricks. In this case it meant a two-bedroom place for $150 bucks a month. Cool. I moved in immediately.
One day I came back from class and he was talking to his dad on the phone. I wasn’t eaves dropping or anything just went about my business. I heard him hang up.
“Hey Johnson!” he barked down the hall, “Do you like dogs?”
“Yeah sure, I guess so. Why?” I retorted coming back to the living room.
“Well how about really big dogs?” He stretched out his hand off the ground about 1 meter.
“Yeah big dogs are cool.” I said heading for the kitchen and a beer. “Why, What’s up?” I asked again.
“Well my dad went to the animal shelter last month and picked up this Great Dane.”
My heart nearly skipped a beat as I could almost guess what was coming. The story was classic. Dennis proceeded to tell me about his dad and his family’s love of dogs. Apparently his dad went to the shelter to look for some smaller dog to rescue and came across this tiger brindle colored Great Dane named Dolly. Well as things would have it his parents decided to move back up north. His dad was not happy about having to give up the new dog, but felt that a southern dog, especially with short coat, should remain in the south. Dennis had agreed to consider taking the dog, but only after consulting with me.
“Sure I guess, why not. House broken already. Yeah she can watch the place while were gone.” I agreed nodding to Dennis. However what was going thru my mind was quite different.
The next weekend we took a road trip down state to his parents to pick up Dolly.
The whole time in the car my mind raced thru my past experiences with big dogs.
My favorite was my neighbors Malamute back in Minnesota. I use to hop her kennel many times and climb into her dog house with her. There, I would kiss and lick and suck on that delicious pussy of hers for hours. Never could fuck her though. I didn’t know how. It wasn’t for trying. I just didn’t seem possible that I could fit inside her. That and I never could catch her in heat.
More miles on the road passed and I thought about a lot of dogs I had had fun with. The most recent, my graduated friends Doberman bitch. She was a great kisser and 69er’. That’s probably the best I could hope for with this new dog. Dennis had know idea what I was day dreaming about.
Actually living with a big dog though. That was something I never thought about. What would I do? How would I control myself? Would this animal consent? What if she doesn’t like me? All these stupid question boiled down to one fact. I had never had sex with a female dog. Sucked a lot of dog dicks. Ate a bunch of girl dog pussies. But never been able to fuck one. I was getting more experienced, but still never had the right partner or circumstances to take it to the next level. I often thought, “It’s probably just not possible for a human to copulate with a dog.”
As we turned the corner onto his parent’s street, the right circumstances were about to unfold.
We pulled into the drive and around the house bounded a small horse. “Woof, Woof.” It was Dolly. She put both paws on the car door and peered in at us almost menacingly.
“Good Girl.” Dennis’s dad praised her as he came from around the house following her. She was a good girl. She was absolutely beautiful.
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Cut to the chase. I promised at the beginning of this story I’d try to write swiftly. It’s hard to. Remembering all the things about this special time in my life. Ok right to the good stuff.
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We gave her a bath before we started back to school. She was one of those dogs
which just had a strong dog odor. That just turned me on all the more. As we worked her over with a soapy sponge and garden hose, Dennis’s dad instructed us on her care.
“She wont stink as much if you bath her once a week.” He clamored on, “and don’t forget to wash her monkey too.” pointing to her vulva. Dennis laughed and wiped the sudsy sponge across her butt effectively cleaning the so called “stinky parts.” I simply was in awe of her beautiful brown pussy and tried not to stare at it.
Then Dennis’ dad said something that nearly put me into shock.
“Well you guys are in luck, cause she just went out of heat.” “So you wont have to worry about locking her down for another six months.”
My heart pounded and I started to get a woody. She’s an intact Bitch. Oh my God. Now what would I do. His dad blurted in again knowing no shame.
“You should have seen that thing of hers too.” “Swelled up nearly the size of a grapefruit.” “ I put one of your sisters pads on her then took a pair of old panty hose and cut a hole for her tail.” “Then I just pulled them right on her.” “There was no way some dog was going to be sinking it in her after that.”
The man was very crude. We all laughed.
The ride home was long. We stopped several times for Dolly to take a pee break, although she may have pissed actually once. I wondered if Dennis noticed how my
eyes followed her butt trying to get a look at her girl parts. I wondered what I would do once we got back. I wondered what I would do once Dolly and I were alone!
I got my chance pretty quick. Dennis had local job in a convenience store and put in allot of hours. That Sunday night, we were alone.
I made my move. I called her over to me and drew her face to face with me. Then I gave her a big lick across her muzzle. She licked back and we were off. I ran a hand down her side while my dick got rock hard inside my jeans. I rubbed her belly and tits then drew up a finger across her vulva. She was startled by the touch and circled back to see the origin of the feeling. I drew her face back to me and got her to kiss again then reached back and gave her another quick massage across her slit. This time she stood still and just looked back. I didn’t press the issue. I felt weird inside and kinda guilty, so I stopped. “Good Girl.” I rewarded her with a hug. Then I went and got a beer. My dick was aching in my pants but I knew I had to wait.
The next day I got home from my class a 2pm. Dennis was stuffing lunch down his throat before he had to run off to school then to work. He pointed to the doggy gear he had bought. A huge bag of Purina Chow, some extra large dog bowls and a doggy blanket. Dennis was a good man. I however had different plans for Dolly.
As soon as Dennis left, I fondled her again. This time I played with her until she started to get wet. As soon as I touched her, she dry humped the air a couple of times and I backed off to watch her reaction. She sat down to lick herself dry. Common girl dog reaction. Always keep it clean! She got up and enquired by sniffing intently at my fingers still wet with her juice. “There you go Girl.” I rewarded her again letting her lick them clean. She nudged around at my face as I sat kneeling in front of her then put her nose down at my crotch and sniffed before walking off to check her bowl. All for today, but that night I had to beat off something fierce.
No class on Tuesday, and Dennis had classes all day. Would this be the day I try it? Could I try it? Would Dolly allow it? Maybe I am moving too fast. My dick was rock hard again just thinking about the scenarios.
I woke up about 9am and found Dennis had tied Dolly up outside with her food and water so she could eat and do her business without disturbing anyone. I went to the back door and let her in. Like all great dogs she was ecstatic to see me. Writhing and grunting around me in circles, slapping that tail into everything. I gave her a big sloppy kiss and got a taste of dog food breath. “Oh yeah.” “I just love the deep dog aromas.” Well so did my dick, because it was hard again.
Enough is enough! I pulled down all the blinds and checked all the doors, locked.
My heart began to pound as I dashed into the bathroom with a semi and drained out a nervous piss most uncomfortably. I could hear Dolly lapping at her water bowl.
I went to my room and stripped out of my jeans and shorts. “Common Girl.” I said with a flutter in my voice. She trotted into the room and began smelling all the different scents there tail wagging vigorously. I closed the door and locked it.
Well here I was and there she was. In my own house, stark naked, with a raging stiffy pointing nearly straight at the ceiling. This was not hopping a fence in the middle of a cold night. This was not giving a quick suck to a friend’s dog when he stepped out ofthe room. This was not some little girl dog with a tiny twat. My mouth was dry and I felt clammy. Here was Dolly. A very large dog, very friendly and very willing to engage with a human. If it was possible to have sex with a canine, it would be a dog like Dolly. And here we were. In my own room, with my own dog. No one to interrupt us or catch us. And best of all. Both of us naked.
I called her over as I sat down on the edge of my waterbed. I was so nervous, my teeth almost chattered. We exchanged the muzzle kisses we had as before while my hands quickly explored her body. Within minutes her tail was up, her head looking back slightly while I began to massage her vulva. I patted her back and talked quietly to her. It was time to try.
I wetted my fingers and diddled her one last time. This wet touch seemed to get her attention causing a quick little dry hump in the air. I had gotten girl dogs to do this many times but was no sure bet they would stand for all of it. I reassured her again while negotiating her hips directly in front of me. I rubbed her sides as my penis throbbed in the air waiting for that brown slit only inches away. Time to go for it.
I pulled her back to me and while holding the base of her tail with my left hand, I guided the head of my penis to her slit. We touched. She looked back and I shivered. I began to wobble my head between her lips. Wow! I had been too long since I felt dog pussy against my cock. I massaged it up and down until I felt some wetness growing.
I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to me. My dick tried to penetrate but I was catching on her thick lips and they were not letting me pass. Dolly looked back and whined a little. I stopped. “What the fuck am I doing.” I thought. She’s too dry. I pulled back away and spit on my fingers then applied the lubricant to my cock head.
This time I started low and parted her folds from the bottom up. Now as I drew her back to me, the thick top part of her vulva was sitting on my dick like a hat. With another push I felt it. Was there hope? I felt a warm wetness touch my sensitive skin. My god, will I be able to at last get in? Believe it or not, I was still skeptical. I have an 8”1/2 cock that is pretty thick. I just didn’t’ know if a canine even the size of Dolly will accept this. My memories of several frustrating attempts at copulating with my neighbors Malamute were vivid on my mind. “I must try harder, this has to work.” I thought.
I pushed some more waiting for her reaction and expecting my penis not to advance beyond her vulva. Then it happened. Something very hot touched the tip of my dick. It was at the opening of her vagina. I shuttered and stopped. “Good girl Dolly.” I reassured her. She licked her lips and went back to panting looking rather unimpressed by the whole situation. I began to rock back and fourth.
Soon she began to open and her juices began to flow helping the lubrication problem. I watched with amazement as the rim of my dick head disappeared then back then disappeared again going deeper each time, feeling more of her heat. Finally the end of my penis was shiny with her fluids. I pushed slowly while my eyes darted back and forth from her expression to watching the scar of my circumcision enter her.
I was trembling as I pulled the last of her to me. My testicles came to rest under her and I was at last, having sexual intercourse with a female dog.
For those who know what this is like, there is no need to explain the feeling. For those who have never been there, I can only describe it as, “ Scalding hot velvet wrapped tight around you.” Dolly was so tight that I really could not move inside of her. The heat of her vagina was incredible and I could feel her heart beating against my organ. I was totally in her body in the most personal embrace any two creatures could share.
I could have come without moving another inch but some how we managed to start fucking. This wouldn’t last long. Dolly was really tight as I pumped slowly feeling the depths of her body. I expected to bottom her out but never felt anything but more heat and vaginal muscle. I decided to come quickly now, so I picked up my pace. That was it. I was over the edge. No slurping sound as I was locked too tight in her as I strained to hold back my load. In the last stages of ecstasy, I realized that the erectile tissue of my penis was the only thing moving inside her. Dolly’s pussy was gripped around my penis skin and holding it tight like it was part of her own vaginal wall.
I blew hard and almost painfully feeling my loads strain to get down the tube of my dick under such pressure.
Oh, Oh, God. Three hard bursts seemed like they had no place to go in her. I slumped over her back as the after shocks of my orgasm drained the rest of me deep in her body.
Instantly, I felt guilty. What the hell did I just do? All this time trying to do a dog and now that I did, now what. I withdrew my penis from her and went to the bathroom to wash it off. I really felt weird. I guess at this point in my life I hadn’t come to grips with what I really wanted sexually in life. It was hard to deal with. I returned to find Dolly licking her snatch clean. I pulled on some pants and took her back outside and tied her up. I went in the house and showered.
The next day, we found ourselves alone again and my thoughts tormenting me. Damn it. I want to fuck her again. To make matters worse, Dolly’s attitude towards me changed. She started following me from room to room and either sitting by my side or curling up near my feet. Dennis noticed right away.
“Boy did you two hit it off or what?” “What the fuck you do? Feed her a steak or something’?”
“Yeah I gave her some meat.” I said jokingly. He had no idea.
“Well just be careful.” “Too much red meat will give her the shits.” Dennis replied knowingly.
I wondered if he kinda knew something was up. He had dogs his whole life. As Dennis got ready to go to work. I started to battle my urges again.
Dennis was gone again and Dolly was here looking at me. “I’m not going to fuck you.” I said sternly. She made some circles then laid down.
An hour later I couldn’t take it. We were back in the bedroom naked again.
This time I ate her pussy solidly. I rolled her over and just went to town on that muff of hers’. She just stretched out and pulled her forepaws to her chest letting me dine on her with abandon. Finally I approached with hard dick. “No!” I said. I’m not going to do it. Instead, I mounted on top of her and dry humped her flank until I spewed a load on her fur.
I’m sure she was confused to say the least. I cleaned her up and let her outside to do her business.
I took a day to do homework, chores and errands around town, so no funny business that day. I was just lying to myself.
The next morning found Dolly and I naked again. I was eating that delicious doggie puss on my waterbed this time. Waterbeds are great for this as they make a comfortable trough for your girl to stretch out on and keep her balanced on her back. Again forepaws tight against her chest, I slurped on her vulva. I dug my tongue in so deep, but for some reason, I never found a clitoris. I looked too, but just was too green of a dog lover at this point. Finally she was soaking wet and I crawled up onto her and let my rock hard prick line up on her slit. I guess our first encounter must have loosened things up a bit, because I slid right in. Within minutes, I was furiously banging my balls against her crotch. She just remained in her stretched out position panting with eyes half shut. I blasted deep in her vagina. Where ever it went, It went deep. Because I never saw any of it even when I pulled out.
I didn’t feel like I did the first time. I felt good. I was happy and I stayed with her and licked her face and tits some more. Finally she needed to go outside. I went and did some studying while she did her business in the yard.
To finish this story, I am just going to paraphrase the rest of the accounts I can even begin to remember. I started bathing her once a week as Dennis’s dad recommended. This was awesome. I bathed her in the bathtub then once she was clean, I would eat her pussy, then mount her while the warm water sprayed down on us. Once I even sat Indian style in the tub and lowered her hips down on top of my erect dick. While my cock soaked in her body I held her face to mine and we did some serious French kissing. Awesome fun!
Basically we started fucking at least once a day. Sometimes twice and once when Dennis had to go to his parents for the weekend, I just stayed naked the whole time. I told people I was sick, and never left the house. I think we fucked three times one day and probably almost a dozen times over the weekend. This was truly heaven on earth and Dolly would just follow me from room to room, never leaving my side. Something had obviously happened between us. I remember even waking up still inside her one night. She was 180 degrees away from me as I was lying on my back. When I woke up, she was sleeping between my legs, her chin resting on her front paws. Soon as I realized my limp penis was still inside her, I started getting hard. We were probably connected for 5 hours
and then fucked again.
Finally the sad day came. I graduated. I had made no plans to take Dolly with me to my new job, city, I was moving to or anything. I guess I still hadn’t come to grips with what I was and what a beautiful thing I had going with Dolly.
I moved out, and left my lover behind.
I guess I thought about taking her with me, but it just seemed too obvious that if a single guy moves into an apartment with a female Great Dane, he’s got to be fucking it. Right?
Actually as I know now, 99.99% of people have no suspicion that a relationship like this can even exist. I fucked up and left her.
The story should be finished but no. I’m going to relate one more memory.
Having moved to a new city and not knowing many people or friends yet, I returned to the campus one weekend. Only a mere 5 hour drive, I thought about Dolly the whole time. Dennis had gotten two new roommates. Both of these guys partied real hard and had the reputation as hopeless drunks. Knowing I would need some time with my old love, I brought a bottle of Tequila under the guise of a gift for Dennis’s new roommates.
When I got there, Dolly freaked out and spazzed all over the room. The new roommates Terry and Mark were very crude young men. I forget who said it, but I remember one of them saying, “ Holy shit dude, I think that dog’s so happy to see you she wants’ you to fuck her.” “Hey there ya go dude.” said the other, “She just went out of heat and was still dripping until a couple of days ago.”
I said something to dismiss the ribbing, but sure enough, Dolly had been in heat. Her pussy was HUGE!
I took her for a walk in the night air. As soon as we got to the woods of the park, I lead her in to the bushes and got busy. I don’t think I even diddled her and I don’t think Dolly needed to be. I dropped my pants and slid right in like hot melted butter. For the first time, I felt her arching up inside. Unfortunately I cannot say with any certainty that she had an orgasm. I just had no experience in a girl doggie orgasm and still even reading some descriptions here on BF, just cant say for sure that I got her to go.
Needless to say, not having any pussy, human or otherwise, I blew my load quickly in her. This time something was definitely different about her insides though. For the first time, I felt my load launch unobstructed into her much more cavernous vagina. I have no explanation for this still. We finished our quickie and went back to the house. I had dirty knees but know one seemed to notice.
As the night wore on and I finished partying with the three guys, the bottle of tequila I brought, had done it’s job. Everyone was passed out. Except for Dolly and Me. We don’t drink tequila.
Somewhere about 3 am in the morning, while the drunks slept, The Road Warrior came on HBO. I started watching it in the dark. Dolly was lying on the floor behind me sleeping when I decided to make my move.
I woke her up with the muzzle licking we had practiced so well. She responded with a grunt and stretched out on the floor exposing her belly to me. I went after her with three months of pent up passion. I sucked her tongue nearly down my throat, bit her neck, ears then sucked the daylights out of every single nipple she had. Finally I found my way kissing the inside of her thighs as I made my way to her giant brown clam. She stretched and sighed deeply as I began licking her vulva. She was so big and hot. It’s hard to describe except that at one point I sucked her entire vulva into my mouth and pulled away from her. It was like if you sucked up a Mick Donnald’s cheeseburger into your mouth and began gumming it like an old lady without her dentures. Dolly just arched as I dug my tongue deep into her. We had to fuck one last time. I lead her over to the couch and lined her up. As before I slid right in. She kinda had that head turned sideways doggie grin going as we copulated in the gray light of a 9-inch TV with cable. As the gentle rocking continued something amazing occurred. I felt a hot liquid begin to run out of her. I mean my shaft was already glazed by her juices but for some reason I could feel this strongly. It started to run down my balls. Without any hesitation, Dolly curled around inquisitively to investigate as she obviously felt it too. I thought she’s gonna start licking her swollen pus to clean it and push me away. Unbelievable as it may sound, she stuck her head back under her left back leg, and began licking my balls. I don’t think I can describe how this felt. I was too incredible. She cleaned whatever it was up, and I blew my load either during or shortly there after. Forgive me for nearly losing consciousness at this point. I don’t remember when we finally went to sleep, but I know I had her sit on top of me one more time on the couch. Lowering Dolly’s pussy onto my cock was always a amusing position. The comedy of it was taking the panting drool shower on my chest while coupled.
When morning came. Dolly was on the floor and my pants were pulled up. I smelled thoroughly like dog. Actually like dog pussy.
Sunday afternoon, and I headed back to my shit hole apartment, in my new big city. I left her there.
To close this story, Dennis decided not to stay in the south and gave Dolly away to some people he knew. I heard they complained that all she did was sniff crotches and basically was a dumb dog. That didn’t seem right. She was very active and playful. I think now I probably broke that dogs’ heart, and that she had fallen in love with me as a mate. After I left, I think she lost her spirit.
Eventually she ended up in the dog shelter where her beautiful reproductive system was butchered. Spayed that is. Someone said she got a home with some old lady and that’s the last I heard of her
In reflection I will never get over leaving her behind. I was such a dumb ass. I just didn’t know what I had. Those of you out there who are lucky enough to live an “Active,” lifestyle, are so lucky. I hope you hug your dogs so tightly every day. They are only here for such a short time. Those of you looking to get a dog should know that there is more to it than just sex. Once you make the connection with your dog, you form a bond beyond a normal human canine relationship. It’s a commitment.
I myself can only remember the 4 months I had the gift of being active. I will always hold that time as one of the best times of my life. I have never had any sex with a female dog since.
Hope you enjoyed this.
