Confessions of a Cock Slut: Craving for Dog Meat

Part 1

As a young girl, I frequently fantasized about fucking a dog. And now, to this day, I still rub my hot pussy until I cum hard while thinking about being filled with dog cock. As a child, our neighbors had a couple of medium sized dogs, some kind of Pitbull mixes, and I first caught a glimpse of dog sex while watching the male fuck the female out in their backyard while I stared from my bedroom window, fingers slick with juices while I rubbed my tingling pre-teen pussy, loving the new feelings going through my young body. From the window, I had a clear view of the male and female dogs playing around with each other. I could see the male jumping on her back and thrusting at her but not penetrating, then jumping away and chasing her around some more.

Then finally the female stood still while the male mounted her, and this time he didn’t jump away. He humped away at her backside, then I saw his body slam into hers hard and stay close to hers. His front legs wrapped around her waist tight, holding her in place below him while he thrust hard into her. I wasn’t sure what exactly the beasts were doing, but it was arousing my young sex the way the male was so effectively dominating the female, the way she was standing there taking it. I could only imagine how full she felt.

Soon he started pounding her so hard that he was pushing her around the yard with his jackhammer thrusts. My own cunt was slick with juices while I could see some kind of juices flowing from the female dog’s pussy. The male then slowed his thrusts but stayed still inside of her, legs still wrapped tight around her, not letting her go. While the male dog was still inside the female dog, my neighbor, Mr. Stephens, walked out the back door. The male dog, excited to see his master, turned around so he was ass to ass with the female dog and started running to Mr. Stephens, dragging the bitch behind him pathetically.

Mr. Stephens patted the male dog on the head while the male remained stuck to the female dog, both dogs panting hard. Then I saw a sight that would stay with me the rest of my life, making me long for years to feel dog cock inside me– the male dog finally pulled himself out of the female, gallons of clear liquid leaking from the female. The male stood there with the first dog cock I would ever see, pink and long, shiny and veiny, with a huge purple ball at the base that had been stuffed inside the bitch dog.

From then on, I would come home from school and immediately go to my bedroom to watch for the neighbors to let the dogs out. A couple weeks later I saw the male again penetrate the female dog in the backyard while I stood by the window, rubbing my bald pussy, wishing I was the bitch so I could feel the male dog’s long pink meat so tightly inside me. I would try sticking all kinds of things in pussy to emulate the dog fucking– like cucumbers, screwdriver handles, and bottles– don’t get me wrong, I was able to cum hard, but I craved being on my knees stuck to a powerful dog.

Several weeks after I had begun watching the neighbor dogs fuck around (and noticed the female dog getting fatter), I was sitting near the window while the male dog was fetching a ball thrown by Mrs. Stephens, the petite but voluptuous blond wife of Mr. Stephens. She was wearing a little summer dress, her ample breasts bouncing as she threw the ball for the dog to happily retrieve.

After a little while of playing fetch, Mrs. Stephens sat down on a lawn chair. The dog playfully came up and started sniffing under her dress. At first she laughed and pushed him away, but he kept coming back to sniff under her dress. I then saw her lift her dress slightly to allow him easier access under it. To my surprise, she was letting the dog eat her pussy. Hers had some hair on it, and was not bald like mine. She seemed to thoroughly enjoy letting the dog lick her private parts. I could see him licking down to her butt hole. She was moaning and rubbing her big breasts through her dress while he licked her, breasts heaving.

I began to get disappointed when I saw her then push the dog away from her and then walk into the house. Then I got excited when she came out of the house holding a blanket, which she then placed on the ground. She spread her legs and the happy dog started licking her crotch again while she moaned and squealed and laid back. Every so often she’d pat him on the head or rub the sheath where his penis came out. I could tell the dog was getting more excited, he was playing around with Mrs. Stephens the way he played with his own bitch, jumping on her and then running away.