Vangee and Her Dog Bud

Vangee and Her Dog Bud

My first sexual experience was with Vangee and her dog Bud, a three-year-old, hundred and ten pound, Boxer. Bud was very protective of her for some unknown reason for the last six or seven months. I didn’t understand until years later that Vangee, at that time, was his mate.
Vangee was my 15 year old kissing cousin and I was a 14-year-old boy living in a Southern state. We lived in a rural area, about a half a mile from each other. Looking at her house from the street the right side was a kitchen area and the far left-hand side was the living room with her bedroom on the backside. I would always enter the kitchen and then walked to her bedroom. That special day with her mother and father at work, I arrived early and entered the kitchen without knocking. I enjoyed surprising her most of the time but I was surprised that day. When I got to the living room I heard her moaning, saying, oh God, and then heard Bud growl. I crept through the living room to her bedroom door and peeked around the corner. To my disbelief she was fucking Bud. She was laying on her hope chest at the end of her bed, with a pillow under her back and a pillow under her head. Her hips were at the age of the Hope chest and her legs were spread apart and Bud was doing all the fucking. Bud slowed down his humping and growl again. Vangee began to comfort him saying, “Nobody is here”.