Angel: Destroyed

Part 1


I don’t think I’ll ever get over the moment of humiliation when my father walked out into the backyard and saw me knotted to the family dog, its large shiny prick stuck securely up my ass. It wasn’t my intention to be fucked up the ass by the dog at all. The fantasy I’d had in my mind involved the dog’s hard prick up in my virgin cunt, not my virgin asshole! But with no one around to assist me and the dog, his willing prick found the wrong hole, unluckily for me.

My father was volatile by nature anyway, but after Mom left he started a serious drinking habit and came home raging drunk very often. A lot of nights he’d just sit quietly drunk in the living room with his dick out watching pornos, which was fine. I could handle that. But if he came home angry, and found something that displeased him (like me not putting the dishes away) he would sometimes hold me over his knee and spank me.

Those occasions were always so awful– my face and asscheeks flushing with the assault while he drooled drunk ramblings about me being a bad little girl, his hard prick poking up at my chest as he would wind his arm up again and again to distribute the smacks against my backside. My dad was so much bigger and stronger than me, too– I’m only about 95lbs or so, if that. He wouldn’t stop till my formerly porcelain white asscheeks were completely covered rose pink. Usually I left sobbing as I ran to my bedroom, my ass on fire.

I didn’t have any siblings, nor friends at school. For hours I’d sit alone in my room while Dad sat in the living room, the porn movies turned up as loud as the TV could go– it’s very rural where we live, so no neighbors to worry about. The house would be filled with women’s screams and moans and men grunting like animals as they spermed all over their fuck partners. My only companion was our beloved Golden Retriever, Beefy.

After my dad administered my occasional spankings, I would always seek solace from my warm, friendly, loving canine companion. He was a large, cheerful, golden creature– my best friend. When puberty came around, I eventually turned to the dog to quench my sexual urges. My breasts had budded into nice B-cups, my hips becoming more shapely, some gold pubic hair sprouting under my flat abdomen, and I became more aware of the pleasure of the human body.

When Dad wasn’t home, sometimes I’d sneak into the living room to watch his porno movies. He had porno magazines, too, and I would pick them up and check them out occasionally, learning all kinds of fun sex tips, but with no one to enjoy them with. I’d get so turned on looking at all the sexy images– but how to satiate this arousal?

I used my fingers to rub on my pussy, but I tired quickly before it really ever did anything for me. No vibrator, nothing around to penetrate me in the way that I craved. The boys at school were dull and uninterested in girls– they were more interested in drugs or sports (or rarely, a good education). Meanwhile, the sexual urges within me continued to stir.

One night while I was laying naked on my bed on my back reading one of dad’s porno mags, Beefy jumped up in between my legs. At first I thought he was just saying Hi, and I patted him on the head. He panted cheerfully, first licking at my hands and tummy, and then, to my shock, he licked out at my pussy! I shrieked at the coldness of his nose on my pubic mound, my nipples instantly hardening. He must have smelled my arousal, as my vagina had wettened considerably as I was looking at all the kinky sex going on in the magazine.

I was so turned on that I let him continue, and even spread my legs a little wider for him, patting him on the head to encourage him. It began feeling intensely pleasurable. The dog was very effective at eating my vagina out, licking from top to bottom and everywhere in between. His nose was cold but the tongue was nice and warm and very wet, soaking my cunt and sheets. I moaned out a little, but didn’t want to be too loud in case Dad came home.

My nipples continued to harden, my face flushing with arousal. I put the dirty magazine down and began tweaking both of my nipples while Beefy ate me out intensively. He seemed to enjoy the taste of my cunt. I moved him out of the way so I could insert a couple of my fingers inside my pussy, wishing my fingers could go inside deeper. After I finger fucked myself for a few moments, I pulled my hand away and started playing with my breasts while keeping my legs spread.

The dog resumed licking my twat, and my moans got a little louder. Fuck, I was so turned on! I needed a dick, and soon! Beefy continued licking as I continued twisting my nipples around, until several minutes later when suddenly I felt a tingle starting up in my toes. I gasped– this must be an orgasm, I thought to myself. My breathing was out of control, I was moaning loudly now, and Beefy kept right on going. His long tongue focused on my clitoral area, and it triggered the first orgasm ever to surge through my body.

It felt incredible, electric! I moaned with waves of pleasure racking my petite body. Beefy would have kept on going, but I was so hyper-stimulated I had to push him away for the moment to catch my breath. I couldn’t believe what I had done, but I didn’t care– who would know but me and the dog?

And so one of my favorite after school past-times was borne. I’d come home from school, knowing my dad would be drinking at the bar for at least a couple more hours, and run up to my room with Beefy following close behind. I gave him a couple treats after he orally pleasured me, training him well to eat my cunt. Still in my school uniform, I’d jump on the bed and spread my legs for the dog, knowing I had only pantyhose on, no panties, letting him whiff my pussy through the sheer pantyhose fabric. I’d slowly strip off the pantyhose, and as soon as they were off Beefy would dive right in! He was amazing!

After several months of this after-school special, I was able to cum several times within a few minutes while the dog ate me out. As incredible as it was, I longed for a full penetration. I felt like I was ready– but there was nobody for me to fuck! It became fairly frustrating for this over-sexed teenager.

Sometimes when I played with Beefy, I’d see his pink prickhead start to emerge from his sheath. The idea was in my mind to fuck the dog — I’d seen him humping pillows and stuff in the past, so I knew he had sexual urges, too. I just didn’t know if it was even possible for a human to fuck a dog!

One evening, after Beefy licked me to 5 orgasms in the span of about 15 minutes, I laid down and started rubbing his belly. He panted happily at me. Within a few minutes, his pink prickhead came out a little. This time I kept rubbing him, and the prick danced in and out of the sheath. I was intrigued. And very horny.

After much deliberation, I finally decided to try to fuck the dog. My thoughts became obsessed with the act of fucking it. I mentally prepared myself, thinking out in detail the best way to do it, when to do it, where, etc… Soon, I hoped my teen sexual urges would be satisfied!

Never fucking anyone or anything before, I didn’t really know how long the process would take or what all was required for human sex, nonetheless sex with an animal!

Finally, one warm night shortly after school let out for summer break, I decided I couldn’t wait any longer, and needed a fucking, NOW! My dad was passed out drunk in his bedroom. A porno movie was still playing in the dark living room, a gang bang flick. I crept outside silently with Beefy following me. On my way outside I grabbed a big towel.

The warm night air felt good on my skin. I had only a thin, short silky nightgown on, which I stripped off in the darkness and laid upon a lawn chair. The only illumination provided was the moon, which was fairly bright, and the stars. Beefy wandered around the yard while I spread out the towel on the cool ground, my heart pounding fast, my pussy wet as can be. I had been letting Beefy eat me out all evening; I had probably orgasmed at least 10 times earlier. No more cockless orgasms, I thought to myself. I was ready for a fucking!

I called Beefy over to the towel and he trotted over happily. Petting him and hugging him to me, I thought how I was finally going to lose my virginity, and to no one better than my constant, loving companion. My hands reached under his belly again and rubbed along his sheath. He panted calmly, letting me rub him all over. I felt the hard prickhead beginning to emerge, and my heart skipped a beat. I was really going through with this! It was finally about to happen– I was going to get fucked!

As I rubbed his lower belly, Beefy got more and more excited. The prick had come out a couple inches, and then I felt him trying to hunch forward at my hand to hump it. I thought to myself how he was getting turned on, and would soon be ready to have me as his mate! As he steadily began humping at my hand and then arm, I got on my hands and knees on the towel, heart racing. He was so excited he began jumping up at me and humping the side of my body fruitlessly while panting harder. I tried to pat him on the head to calm him down a little, but it was no use. He jumped up on my back and humped aimlessly at the back of my thighs, my ass, and my back.

It was getting somewhat frustrating– I began to get dismayed, thinking maybe I wouldn’t be able to fuck my beloved pet after all, at least not without someone’s assistance getting his cock to my hole. I pressed my upper body flat against the ground, raising my ass as high as I could in the air.