His lovely dog bitch

I’d always considered myself open to trying anything at least once, but never had the idea of screwing a dog crossed my mind. Even when a friend of mine showed me a video of a woman and a dog, the thought of myself doing that never entered my mind. It wasn’t until I was divorced and a single mother of two that the thought entered my mind.
One of my friends told me a story of herself and her dog, it hadn’t been intentional the first time. In fact one could say that her dog raped her, but she enjoyed it so much that she continued to screw her dog while her husband wasn’t home. Her stories got me so hot, but I never told her that. I began to masturbate imagining that my favorite dildo was a big thick doggie cock.
For a year I carried my secret fantasy around, unable to tell anyone for fear of what others would say. It wasn’t until I met my current boyfriend that I even thought my fantasy could become a reality.
I should probably tell you about myself. My name is Alexia. I’m a petite, busty blonde. I’m just over 5’1 with 36DD breasts. I would say that my breasts and ass are my best features. I’m not a slim figured woman, but one can’t say that I’m fat either. I’m a healthy size 10. My skin is a creamy white, I never tan even when I stay in the sun, but luckily I don’t burn either. I’ve been described as having a pretty face, with my green-blue eyes and full lips. All in all, I’d say that I’m not bad to look at, but not someone that a guy would sit and stare at.
It was on a date with my boyfriend, Jason, that the idea became really set in my mind. We were talking about some of the craziest things we’ve ever done. He told me about one of his exes doing the dog in front of him. I sat in the passenger seat, unsure if I should tell him that I wanted to do that sometime. I dared ask him if he likes it. He said he did, and then he asked if maybe I would consider doing that. Still unsure if I should admit the truth, I said that I would consider it. Later on in the date, he asked me if I was really going to consider it or if I had just said that to brush the thought aside. I told him that when I say I’d consider something it meant that I really would consider it. If I didn’t want to do something I’d say so. Then I took a deep breath and told him my biggest secret. I told him that I had been fantasizing about fucking a dog for a while. The grin he gave me at the time told me that I had been right to tell him that. We began talking about it often, planning to find a bigger place that allowed pets, before purchasing a dog.
Hercules is a beautiful pure-blooded German Shepard. He’s a faithful companion, and so protective of my children. He’s also one of my favorite lovers. Jason really enjoys watching Hercules take me, and I fully enjoy the feeling of his thick doggie cock pounding into my pussy. As much as I enjoy everything, my mind still recalls my first time with Hercules. There’s nothing like your first time.
We’d had Hercules for several months, since we’d purchased him as a small puppy, before we decided to start introducing him to our fantasy. He’d settled into the family and our home fairly quickly. He often slept in my childrens’ room at the foot of one of their beds. That night, I called him into our room and up onto our bed.
Hercules bound onto the bed, excited that he was getting some attention from his masters. “Good boy.” I said gently as I pat his head. Jason knelt on the side of the bed in nothing but his boxers and slowly reached under my nightie. His finger probing into my already wet pussy. I’d skipped the underwear knowing it’d just be another article of clothing that I’d have to remove.
Jason continued to slowly fuck me with his pointer finger as his large thumb began to massage against my clit. I gave a low moan as I continued to pet Hercules, who was stretched out on the bed at that point. His head resting on my chest, using my large breast as a pillow.