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Authors name: Kellie C. ([email protected])
Story title : Not a Woman's Best Friend
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Not a Woman's Best Friend (F/beast, rp, v)
by Kellie C. ([email protected])
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You know all those stupid Internet stories floating around about how women like having sex with a dog and they have great orgasms and end up not only fucking them but sucking their dicks? What absolute bullshit! This is a more realistic story.
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My name is Christine and I was raped by a dog. I was thirty-two years old at the time (I'm thirty-five now) and living twelve miles east of Seattle,
Washington. The only reason that I'm telling you this is because of all the stupid Internet stories floating around about how women are won over by having sex with a dog and have great orgasms and end up not only fucking them but sucking their dicks. That is such bullshit.It was a Saturday morning and I was cutting my lawn. The house I was renting had an attached garage and a medium-sized yard. It wasn't the greatest house in the world--or
even in Seattle--but it was clean and well maintained and it fit my budget. I was mowing along the front sidewalk, made a turn back toward the house when the sound of a car's tires screeching on the pavement behind me made me jump. I turned around quickly, half expecting to see someone flying through the air, but it wasn't a person at all, but a dog.



He had come out of the woods across the street and tried to cross the road; now he stood just inside the verge of the woods again, looking back over his shoulder. His ears were laid back on his head and his tail tucked smartly
between his legs. The driver laid on his horn, yelled at the dog fiercely, and then sped away. As the car drove out of sight, the dog cautiously reemerged from the woods and sat down on his haunches. He was a black Labrador Retriever, a big one, and he watched me with a dog's typical aplomb, ears pricked up and head canted to one side as though wondering what I was doing over here. I had never seen him before and guessed he was
lost. I called to him and it was obvious that he heard me, but for some reason he ignored my call and I thought, Well fuck you too, doggie, and went back to cutting the lawn.



After finishing up, I went into the house and made myself a roast beef sandwich with a cold glass of milk and watched the noon-time news. Just as the news was going off, I heard a dog whining outside my screen door and I
went to have a look. Of course it was the black Lab."Hello," I greeted him. "You decided to be social now?"He was bigger than I had originally thought, at least 120 pounds, and although he didn't have a collar on, from his appearance it was obvious he belonged to someone. He was lost all right. His owner was probably looking for him now or would be soon enough. In the meantime, he looked pretty thirsty and I went to the kitchen and got him a bowl of water. When I set it near him on the porch, he backed away and wouldn't touch it until I went back inside and closed the screen door. "You are the weirdest dog I've ever seen," I said. This from Christine the expert, who'd never had a dog in her life.



I leaned against the jamb and watched him lap the water. He was watching me back. I tried talking to him in a soothing tone of voice, but he remained just as wary as ever. When I pushed open the door, intending to join him on the porch, he backed away and headed down the steps, took off at a run across the lawn. Just as he neared the curb, however, another car came around the bend going way too fast--as usual--and for a moment I thought the dog
would panic. But the driver laid on his horn and doing a one-eighty, the Lab bolted back towards my house, darted in behind the row of hedges beneath the front window and let out a frustrated woof! He just stood there panting.
If I don't do something soon, I thought, this dog is going to get killed. Not really sure what I was doing, I picked up the empty bowl, refilled it at the kitchen sink, then walked through the garage to the side door, opened it and set the bowl in the doorway. Then I walked a short distance away. "This isn't going to work," I grumbled to myself. "He wouldn't even let you near him."
A few minutes went by and the dog ventured far enough out from behind the bushes to sniff the air and observe me with his impenetrable black eyes. I couldn't help it, it made me shiver. I backed up a step and thought, Maybe
this is not such a hot idea, Chris. Maybe you should just go back inside, lock the kitchen door and call the damn pound.



But before I could reject this idea as plain old school-girlish silly, I heard the phone ringing and went back inside to answer it. It was Jean Michaels, a friend from New York with whom I hadn't talked in a long time. As I chatted with her gaily for the next half an hour, I watched through the open kitchen door. The dog never came in.
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I shut the garage door and locked it. It was quarter to two and although I'd looked for the Lab all around the house and inside the garage, he was nowhere to be found. He'd done whatever it is lost doggies do, I guess...
gotten lost even more.Disgusted with the way I felt, I took a shower, toweled
dry, and put on a bathrobe. I was drying my hair when I thought I heard a noise from the garage. Not barking, but like someone thudding against the closed kitchen door. Armed with the blow dryer, I went downstairs and tip-toed cautiously through the living room and out into the kitchen. I could here him whining just outside the door. "Well, shit," I said aloud, at the sound of which he began to whine even louder and started a scattershot scratching at the door with his claws."Hold on, hold on," I said, wondering how he'd gotten in. I know the garage had been empty when I'd gone in to take my shower... at least I thought it had. He must have been hiding. Yeah, I thought, he must have been hiding.Opening the kitchen door just a crack, I watched him back
away to the far side of the garage and drop to his haunches. The water bowl sat empty beside his left paw. I had forgotten about it left it just inside the door. "Weirdo dog," I said.



Stepping into the garage, I closed the kitchen door behind me and predictably he got up and moved cautiously away to his tight. "You don't trust anybody, do you boy? Or is it just me?" He sat down again and watched me with
those polished black eyes. And then he growled.If I had been nervous before, now I was scared. You never showed fear to a dog--that's what I'd always heard--and it was obvious to me why. They can smell it on you. I clutched the bathrobe closed at my throat and took a wary step backwards, and as soon as I did this he rose and stalked two paces forward, teeth bared."Nice doggy," I squeaked. "Grrrrrrrrrr," rumbled out of his throat, low, deep and menacing. He took another pace forward, dropping lower to the ground and showing all his teeth. If I made a run for the kitchen door I knew he'd be all over me before I got three feet. "What's going on boy?" I said in a small, quavering voice. "You gonna hurt me? I tried to help you, you know." I was standing with my back against the side of the garage before I knew I had been moving. He approached me from my right, herding me away from the kitchen door,
toward the corner in the rear. I was terrified now. I was beginning to panic.
"Nice doggy," I squeaked again. "Nice puppy dog, doggie." Only this dog was anything but a puppy. He was a demon in black fur.



Refusing to be cornered like the desperate animal I knew I was becoming, I angled away and moved toward the center of the floor. The dog didn't like it much, but he let me do it. I began to think--pray--that he'd let me go all the way to the outside door and go through it. Just as it appeared he'd actually let me go, in a terrifying blur of motion, he leaped at me through the air. I shrieked and put my arms up but the force of his lunge knocked me to the floor. I banged down on my back striking my head on the concrete and hot sparks erupted like a 4th of July fountain across my eyes. My vision doubled and became alarmingly blurred. When it cleared again--too late--I found he had straddled me, fangs bared just inches above my throat. I was going to die.
But the dog had other ideas."What do you want," I pleaded in a tiny, terrified voice. My bathrobe was open, leaving me fully exposed. His hot wet prick dragged back and forth across my uncovered stomach, making me shudder and want to scream. At first I didn't even know what it was. When I finally did, in that same tiny, terrified voice--terrified now for an entirely
different reason--I protested, "No way!" and tried to scuttle away. He took my throat in his teeth."Okay, okay," I breathed with my eyes clamped shut.
"Whatever you want." I relaxed myself with a titanic effort and spread my legs. Again, the dog had other ideas. He released my throat and growled."What?" I was honestly baffled. He growled again. He made circular motions with his
head... I swear, he actually did this... and I slowly got the message. "On my knees?" I quavered in disbelief.The dog, who was not a dog at all, but the aforementioned demon from hell, nodded his head.



"You want to mount me?" A breathless whisper. He nodded again. I rolled onto my stomach and started to get up. Before I could get all the way up onto my hands and knees he batted my on my rump with his snout."What?" I was beginning to think I was already dead. Or in some nightmare dream caused by the concussion to the back of my head. It really ached. He growled and shook his head sharply to the right. Away from my body. And suddenly Iunderstood. "This is not real," I whispered. "It can't be real. It can't be. It just isn't happening." He wanted me to disrobe.Rising erect from my knees, I slid the robe back over my shoulders and let it fall into my hands. I began to bring
it around when he snatched it roughly away from me and flung it across the floor. It landed near the garage door with the arms in an out-flung, helpless gesture. That's how I felt--totally helpless. I was naked with a dog.He batted me again with his snout."What?" I objected, beginning to loose my cool. The
crippling shock and disbelief had begun to wear off and I was becoming rebellious. Damned if I was being corralled by a dog.



Suddenly he was up on his rear haunches, one talon-clawed paw on either of my shoulders and the back of my neck clamped firmly between his teeth. His breath flowing around my neck was horrid. "Okay, okay," I acquiesced. "I get the point." Then, as the powerful muscles in his jaw began to clamp shut on my neck, "Please! Anything you want!" It was a short-lived rebellion. He dropped back to all fours and so did I. He sniffed me up and down my flank and licked my right cheek. I took it. He snuffled into my right ear and bit lightly at the
lobe and I took that too. All the while I smelled his graveyard breath. What the hell was he doing? For a moment neither of us moved. He stood there panting, beside my right shoulder, facing me, and suddenly I understood. This was some kind of dominance thing, what I had occasionally seen one dog--presumably the alpha male--do to another. He was doing it to me. I got it, I
thought. Loud and clear. You're the alpha. I'm the bitch.Satisfied (he read my thoughts in my body language, there's no other explanation) he grunted lightly one time, then went to stand behind me. I stared straight ahead panting. He had really hurt my neck. Good luck, Christine, I thought. A dog is about to fuck you.



He sniffed at my pussy (I hate the word with everything I am, but I just can't think of a better one to use), then snuffled it like he had done to my ear. I tried not to jump but the shock was just too great. I gave a little shriek and sidled forward. He growled. "Fuck you!" I said vehemently under my breath. "I don't
like it, okay!"He obviously did, because a moment later his tongue went
from halfway to my navel all the way up the crack of my ass to the small of my back. This time I really did shriek and I surged forward in alarm. I also looked back over my shoulder in horror as ever nerve ending in my body jangled. It was like getting scrubbed by a warm, wet length of Scotchbrite.I didn't move. I didn't breath. I felt sick at my stomach. I wanted to puke. He licked my pussy again and I made a disgusting noise, something a real bitch might make. Tears leaked from my eyes and splattered onto the concrete below, sucked up almost immediately by the dust and porous surface. It wouldn't stay that way for long, not if I started bawling. When I started bawling. He lapped at me for a full minute, then two, getting me slathered up and absolutely raw. I felt every little sandpaper bead on his tongue and because I routinely shave to keep myself clean--I had done so only that morning--there was not even my wispy blonde pubic hair to offer any protection. My clitoris, my swollen outer lips, the mouth of my vagina, my urethra and especially my poor little anus all got the treatment. And the way he went after me with that tongue, with such unbelievable vigor--he'd driven me six feet or more across the floor--you'd think I was a sugar-coated treat. To him, I guess I was.Then he mounted me and locked his powerful forepaws around my waist and I squealed in complete and utter terror. He shoved forward with his cock, not so much searching for my pussy as dive-bombing it. I wailed again and tried to crawl away across the floor but he lunged forward over me and grabbed my neck again with his teeth. He bit down hard and growled an angry, you stay the fuck put! snarl, breaking my skin with his teeth--not deep, just enough to get his point across--and I could feel blood seeping out of the wounds. "Okay," I brayed. "I'm yours! I'm whatever you want! I'll do anything you tell me to! Just please, please don't hu--"



I sucked in an agonized breath as something hot and sticky and the size of a baseball bat entered my pussy. Then I shrieked and then I caterwauled--quietly, as those teeth still dug into my neck--and shook my entire body
trying to get him out. Instead, he worked himself even deeper."No," I sobbed. "Please no! Let me go!" Instead, I crawled forward under him six more agonizing feet until my head hit the back wall of the garage and then skidded
along its surface. I cried hot, sulfurous tears, the tears burning my eyes, my nose, the back of my throat. The thing in my pussy was hot and sulfuric too, pounding in and out of me, gouging at my vagina, assaulting me, destroying my sanity one thrust at a time. It was more pain than I could ever have imagined.
"Nuhungunaaaah," something inside me cawed. I was no more able to make coherent noise than I was of having coherent thought. I was a woman with a demon on her back... and in her vagina.



Trapped against the garage wall, I began to turn in against it. Splinters from the exposed two by fours gouged me wherever I rubbed against them. (I'd later look like a comedy skit from Saturday Night Live or Mad TV or something. The Splinter Lady, I thought.) But as the splinters attacked the side of my right hand, my right forearm, then my elbow, my upper arm and shoulder and finally my right hip and my thigh, the Lab continued walking me forward with his thrusts. I scraped against the plywood sheathing of the exterior wall,
encountering a second two by four, then a third, and finally a forth.Then I was in the corner that I had avoided so many years before--right where my doggie master wanted me--he banged me head first into the two by fours in the corner there, driving me unmercifully forward until my head had only one place to go--down and against the floor. I knelt there, jammed hard against the studs, my cheek pressed brutally against the cold concrete floor while the dog
banged and banged and banged away me.



By now I was sobbing so hard my chest felt like an exploding bomb. My entire being ached. My vagina was beyond repair and still the dog fucked me. "Please God, please don't let him do this to me," I kept saying, over
and over again. The words came out as something no human ear could ever have understood, except maybe God's... and I don't think God was listening.
Twisted with my head locked against the corner studs, I found myself watching between my legs as the dog wailed away at me. His cock was as big around as my forearm--my father's forearm--pasty white with a cobweb pattern of
vicious red veins. It was a foot long at least. It probably was longer. But terrifying as it was, what was at the end of it was ever worse. Because there, twice the thickness of the shaft and an even angrier red and white color, was a horrendous round knot. "No," I moaned plaintively as the dog continued to rut me. "I can't. I can't. No, no, no, please."But the dog told me I could and that I would and very shortly I did. I watched as the knot grew nearer to me with every thrust. Then the thing hit me with a sucking, slurping sound that made me retch with revulsion, stuck in me for a moment before he yanked himself back... and the wave of pain hit me like a Pacific tidal wave. On the fifth try he finally made it in and I was thrashing around wildly with the pain and making horrific noise and beating at his flanks with my fists. Then something hot and wet came cascading down my thighs and splattering on the concrete floor beneath our coupled organs, my guts cramped so violently that I screamed...
and then I was gone.
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The dog was laying in the far corner of the garage, cleaning himself and ignoring me completely. On the floor beneath my crotch, where I expected a huge mass of blood, I saw something possibly even worse: a grossly-puddled mass of foamy, already crusting over semi-white fluid... his cum. I had been thoroughly rutted.I found I had bled very little. How he could have driven
such a huge and misshapen thing such as that into me without puncturing something vital or causing me to hemorrhage I don't know. Feinting when he reached climax must have provided me just enough flexibility to spare my
life. I think I sat on that floor for the better part of an hour, staring at nothing. My pussy ached and my guts were roiling inside and I felt numb like a block of wood. Never in my life had the thought ever entered my mind that a dog might actually fuck me. I had imagined it of course (I believe all women have) but imaginings are supposed to stay in the realm of imagination. Not show up in your garage. "I want to go home," I said. The words sounded so good to me, so reassuring. My home was only 15 feet away. But again, the dog had other ideas.



The second time he came for me I just let him. I got on my hands and knees, docilely let him mount me, then put my chest and my face on the cold concrete floor and held myself open for him with my hands. I didn't fight him at all. When he came out of me somewhere about halfway through, and mounted me in a different way, I shifted my hands to my buttocks and spread them far apart. It hurt his being in my ass (getting past my poor little anus was really
tough) but not as bad as I had thought. It was my first anal experience and he spared me the ordeal of his knot. The third time I lay on my back with my legs drawn tight to my chest and let him rut me like that. I think it was a new experience for him and I'm not sure he even liked it. Are you trying to breed me? I asked silently of his inhuman, polished black eyes. Am I supposed to have puppies? If so, It would be quite a litter. And then I had an orgasm. I didn't want it to happen. I fought against it with everything I had, but it was involuntary and unstoppable. He was doing me with such savage determination that I think I had no choice. He suddenly slowed down and his muscles tensed and by this time the pain from his knot had almost gone away. He prepared to unload in me and when his first shot came, hot and gushing and spilling out my cunt all up my thighs and down over my asshole, I could not stop. I came and he came and the two of us came together, him squatted over me not moving, just emptying his testicles of their unbelievable load. I clutched myself behind my knees and prayed for it all to end. His gushing, and my orgasm. Eventually, they both did. Then he was finished with me.
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What happened to the dog? I have no idea, and I don't ever want to find out.
After the requisite fifteen minute wait, his knot finally shriveled and he pulled himself free of me with a wet popping sound and his cum--that part which hadn't already sprayed out all over me--gushed out onto my thighs and down between my buttocks. Such an awful mess. Then he hobbled to the opposite corner where he cleaned himself and ignored me from then on. He had gotten what he wanted and that was that. I cautiously got to my hands and knees and, risking another go at it, eased my way toward the kitchen door. I quietly entered the house and closed the door securely behind me, never taking my eyes off of him. He heard the door close but he never looked up. Later, once I'd cleaned myself up and then cleaned up the mess in the garage. I had my 9mm Glock with me then and just dared him to move. I would have shot him on the spot except that I'd have to explain and I would never do
that. I never saw the mutt again.I now live in Atlanta, Georgia, just about as far removed from Seattle as I can get. I live in a nice little, two-story frame house with a nice little garden out back and a semi-detached carport on the side. I also have a female Doberman Pincher named Mary that I know will never try to fuck me. I only hope some other dog does, just so I can set her loose on him.


THE END
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I know that this story is going to sound �made up,� but I have to tell it anyway.

I just returned yesterday from the beach. Saturday night, my daughter wanted to take a late swim in the indoor pool of our condo. I went down to the pool with her, staked out a chair and sat down to read. I�d noticed the lady sitting near me, but was tired and really didn�t say anything to her other than hello.

Well, every few minutes my daughter would yell, �Daddy, watch this!� There was only one other girl in the pool at the time, so I called my daughter over and told her to go introduce herself. I said (loud enough for the lady sitting next to me) that I thought I�d heard her mom call her Alyssa. Alyssa�s mom called her over, we introduced them and they went off to play.

Alyssa�s mom thanked me, laughed and we both went back to reading and periodically checking on the girls.

Now, I have to confess that I thought Alyssa was a real cutie. Her mom told me that she was 11. She was wearing a two-piece with a hot pink top covering her very small, but developing tits, and a white printed bottom that was somewhat see-through. Alyssa had sort of a pear-shaped figure. That is, her butt had really outgrown her chest, but she was still very cute and seemed very sweet.

So, 10 o�clock comes and the pool is closing. We�re all four walking out when my daughter says she has to go the restroom. Alyssa says she does too and the girls take off. Her mom and I began making small talk again, and I notice that she�s a fairly attractive lady. She thanks me again for introducing the girls, and says that maybe we�ll run into each other again tomorrow. I told her we were leaving bright and early. That�s when she asked if I�d like to come to her condo!

Now, I�m shocked. I�m not much to look at, and wasn�t really looking for companionship of any kind at the time. I was tired and dreading the drive home the next day. But, my �other head� took over and I agreed to come up after making sure my daughter showered and putting her to bed. She mentioned that this would give Alyssa time to shower as well and would work out perfect.

So fast forward� I�m now headed to her condo. Nervous as a goat and wondering what in the world this lady, who�s a little older than me is going to be like. I�m pretty sure I�m going to get laid and I�m liking the prospect.

So, I ring the little doorbell on the condo and the door opens. Alyssa is standing there in a towel and tells me that her mom is still showering. She invites me to sit and watch TV. She sits in a chair and I sit on the couch sort of perpendicular to it. I noticed again that she had a cute face, then noticed that she was sitting with her knees up, towel slightly open, with no panties on! I could see her pussy (yes, it was hairless) and I liked it!

Now, I confess that I�d been looking at little girls this entire trip! I love them. They look SO good in swimsuits. Any age under 13 or so is amazing. But, I didn�t expect to see that. And now I�m getting a little hard. And I�m thinking, �Mom is going to come out any minute and I�m not going to even be able to stand up!� (Note: I have NO attraction whatsoever to my daughter so please don�t go there. I think her friend are hot and have seen at least one of them naked though!)

So, I looked away and calmed myself down. Mom comes out (finally), sits down by me and sort of snuggles up against me. Again, the whole thing seemed a little forward to me and I certainly wasn�t looking for a woman (since I�d been looking AT girls.) But here she was and I liked it.

Well, I look over again at Alyssa hoping she�s getting sleepy and there it is again. She�s got her legs spread pretty wide with her towel open and now her little left tit is also showing. I feel my dick rising and I squirm a tad. That�s when things went a direction I never would�ve expected.

Mom asked (way too loudly), �Do you like that?� I was shocked and guilty and surprised and had to be ten shades of red! She moved her hand over to my cock (I was wearing gym shorts so there was little hiding my reaction) touched me gently and said, �I see that you do!�

I then glance over to Alyssa to see what her take on all of this is. She stands up, drops her towel and prances across in front of us. She sits down on the other side of her mom and cuddles up against her.

Mom now whispers, �Yeah, I saw you looking at her at the pool. I�m not stupid.� I asked, �Is this some sort of a set up or joke?� She sends Alyssa into her room for a bit (not sure why) and then spells it out for me. Alyssa (at 11) is apparently a little insatiable when it comes to sexual things. Again, I know this sounds crazy, but it is what it is.

What I followed of the conversation was that Alyssa had been molested by her father. Like many of the girls that post here, this set off sort of a huge sex drive. She started doing things with the neighborhood boys and got a bit of a reputation and earned the ire of many of the parents. When mom found out that she was messing around, she wanted to get to the bottom of �why� and found out what dear old dad had done. Dad disappears completely and now Mom is left with the fallout.

Mom proceeded to tell me that she simply could not get her to stop (nor could her therapists) She didn�t really mind Alyssa being sexually active (she�d started young herself), but was afraid that the wrong boy (or man) would come along and Alyssa would end up missing and/or dead. She decided that Alyssa could have all the sex she wanted with anyone she wanted as long as it was under her roof.

Well, not many young teenage boys are going to go for doing it with mom in the next room. Alyssa had also told her mom how bad most boys were at it. From this twisted mess, mom decided to start fixing Alyssa up with older men. Again, it is what it is. Believe it or not. Enjoy or not. It�s up to you.

She now calls Alyssa back in the room. Alyssa comes in.. naked. My heart is pounding and my cock is erect. Mom reaches over and feels me again. She whispers, �Perfect! She doesn�t like really big guys. Says they hurt.�

Alyssa comes and sits down again, but this time beside me. She now reaches over and touches me. I�m already breathing heavy and my heart is in my throat. She stands up and pulls me up off the couch. Mom hands me a condom and tells me that I have to use it. She says to Alyssa, �Don�t wear him out too much! I�m too tired to find myself another one!�

I walk into Alyssa�s room and she helps me out of my shorts and shirt like a pro. She lies back on the bed and spreads her legs to show me her pussy again. She seemed to really like me looking at it and it was amazing! Again, I�ve seen young pussy online and seen one of my daughter�s friends naked, but I�ve never even touched a girl under the age of 25� ever!

She asks me if I�d like to taste it. Taste it? I�m still in heaven just looking at it! I did the dumbest thing I could. I said, �What do you want with an old guy like me? You could have any� � She shushed me and said, �Mom won�t let me. I haven�t been with a man in 2 months. Please just shut up and do something!�

So, I knelt down and began licking her pussy. It tasted amazing! I was SO hard that my dick hurt. She was enjoying what I was doing and was getting pretty wet. She moaned a little and would move her hips around to put my tongue where she wanted it.

After a bit she sort of pushed my head away and said, �Now do me!� She handed me the condom, rolled her eyes, and said, �Mom will check to make sure you used it.� I rolled it up on my throbbing dick. She turned over, stuck her ass up in the air on the side of the bed and moved back against me. It had been awhile, but this was my favorite position and I was in heaven! I slipped my cock up against her pussy lips and pushed in. It was tight, but looser than I expected. I�m a little embarrassed at how short a time I lasted. But I came SO hard in her. Just like that. I licked her, fucked her and it was over and it was amazing (but I wish it had lasted longer!)

So I pulled out and she rolled over. She looked at me, smiled, leaned up and gave me a kiss then jumped up off the bed. She bounced out of the room then came running back in with something in her hand. She yelled to her mom, �I�m borrowing your vibrator!�

She looked at me and said, �I�m going to finish up. Grab your cloths and go see my mom.� As I was leaving (peeling off the condom, trying to dress, walking out) she hollered, �Thanks!� I�m guessing she was a little disappointed but I certainly was not!

Anyway, I was still pulling on my clothes and walking out of Alyssa�s room when I see Mom. She�s now naked and her body is WAY better than I�d realized at the pool. She says, �No need to put those back on. Come with me.�

We go into her room and she starts to kiss me. I�m soft and can feel that I still have cum on my dick. She leans back from kissing me and says, �Did you like the taste of her pussy? I can taste it on your lips.� She smiled and went back to kissing me. She then reaches down and starts rubbing me. I�ve never been much of a two-in-a-row guy, so I�m thinking that she�s going to be really disappointed. Then she stops kissing me and immediately goes down on my soft cock!

The switch flips and I�m getting hard again and loving it! She gave some of the best head I�ve ever had. Then she would stop and rub her tits on my cock. They were big and natural and even a bit �saggy� but it still felt great.

I�d now all but forgotten that I�d just fucked her 11 year old daughter! That was like a dream come true and was so surreal. Now this is just two older people having a great time.

I don�t remember each and every little detail that followed, but I know we were in the room for around an hour or so. I licked her pussy a little. We joked about how we both go �natural� down there. I sucker her tits and fingered her for the longest. She came at least once from that. Then, I finally came in her pussy while we were in the good ole missionary position! I must�ve grunted a little too loudly because I heard Alyssa holler, �Way to go Mom!� from the other room.

I went back to my room and fell asleep. We left the next morning. I caught a glimpse of them headed down to the beach, but left it at that. Oh, I never even found out the Mom�s name!

As before, it is what it is.

DRUNK DADDY

I stumbled into the house around 2 in the morning drunk and horny just from the bar, I tried be quiet because I knew my little girl wld be asleep. As I stripped down after walking in the front door I was stumbling through the living room heading for my computer for some porn. I turned it on and when I see that porn is already up on the screen, I know that wasn't there when I had left... That means it had to be...my daughter. Sure enough I look to see what porn it is and its "daddy fucking his daughter", my cock instantly gets hard, what a naughty little girl, it had been a while since mommy had gone and I hadn't dated much so daddy was horny a lot and he cldn't help but notice how beautiful his daughter had become, her long hair, big innocent eyes, an amazing body that any woman would die for. She wears the cutest clothes too, always running around in a sports bra and tight yoga pants or booty shorts, she had run through my mind plenty of drunken nights but I never thought of her as a real option for sex but this was unreal, I had to reread the title of the movie over and over again just to believe it..."daddy fucking his daughter". I went to the picture files on the computer and found one named "private" this had to be her file since it wasn't mine...I clicked it open, there she was my precious little girl naked, legs spread and holding her pussy open.....my jaw dropped, she had a beautiful pink pussy. I had to see more, I clicked next...it was her bent over naked reaching between her legs and spreading her tight little pussy open again doggy style. I clicked next again this one she was on her back legs together and in the air ankles crossed and spreading her pussy open again, this was too much, I had to have her, and she had been naughty and needed punished. I staggered toward her room dick swinging with beer in hand. I opened her door and slipped into her room, I could hear her sleeping. She groaned and shifted, the covers moved and I could see that she was sleeping completely naked....my dick was so hard at that moment that I thought I was going to cum all over her floor right then, but that woudn't be enough, I needed to teach her a lesson about using daddy's things without permission, so I turned on the light. She started to wake up, "daddy? What are you doing and why are you in here naked?" As she tried to cover herself. I ripped the cover back from her. "Were you on my computer earlier? Be honest you little bitch." I slurred. "Yes I used it, why?" "You left your porn on there..." "You are not allowed to use daddy's things without permission, you know that!" I grab you by the hair and pull your face to mine, "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED! FOR DADDY TO FIND YOUR PORN AND PUNISH YOU LIKE THE DIRTY SLUT YOU ARE?!?" "No daddy!" You let out as you start to cry. I sit down on the bed and throw you over my bare lap, so your ass is sticking in the air, the way your laying has my still rock hard cock sticking straight up between your legs resting on the outside of your pussy. I spank your ass until bright crimson handprints cover your ass, with each smack I cld feel your ass squirming around which also was rubbing my hard cock right on your shaved pussy and by now I cld feel your hot juices starting to run out onto my cock and coat it in slick cum. "You're enjoying this aren't you?!?" As I slap your ass again. "No daddy!" You sob as you continue to cry and squirm around. "Don't you fucking lie to me you little slut! I can feel your little pussy getting wet, spread your legs. NOW!" "No daddy, please no, you try to cross your ankles together but I pull your let's apart and stick 3 fingers into your tight wet pussy, I can feel your pussy clamping down tight on my fingers as you stop struggling just long enough to cum all over my hand. "You dirty fucking whore you did not have permission to cum", I slap your ass as hard as I can and you scream, "ill give you something to cry about! I put 4 fingers into your pussy....then the thumb, as you cry and thrash around I work my fist into your tight stretched pussy. She screams at the top of her lungs as her juices force my hand from her pussy as she squirts all over. I throw her down to the ground and slap her in the face with my cum drenched hand before pulling her back to me by her hair. I stand up and tell her to open wide. And she is reluctant as she sobs, "no daddy, I don't want to." I slap her in the face on both cheeks. And demand again: "open wide or the next ones will be harder." She opens her mouth wide and I shove my dick down the back of her throat as she gags and struggles I stay right with her, pumping deep in her throat. I hold her down until her face is red and she almost falls over I let her go as she cries and gasps for air. "Have you had enough? Are you sorry yet!?" "Yes daddy, im sorry please no more." I reach down and feel your pussy with my fingers. "Then why are you still wet? Your pussy wants more." I pick you up and throw you onto your bed and kick your legs open. You try to squirm away but I hold you down by your hair. I take my hard dick and without warning I slam it deep inside your pussy and I feel it squeeze and spasm around my cock as it tries to get used to it. I jerk your hair forward and back and make you pull yourself back hard onto my dick as I slam it in every time. "Ahhhhdaddy please! It's too big it hurts please no!" Hearing this only makes me pump harder and faster. You're bawling and clawing at the sheets as I can't hold back anymore and I slam my dick deep inside you and fill your pussy with my hot cum. "Fuck oohhh!!!" You scream as you feel the warmth flooding through your body, your pussy clenches down once more as you cum one last time. I pull my dick out and tell yoilu to push it out onto my hand. You do and I take it and smear it all over your tear soaked face and up into your hair. You just lay there crying as I stumble back out of your room. "And from now on you better be a good girl." I make my way to my bed and pass out leaving you there covered in sweat and cum, crying as the cum drips out of your pussy, it's on fire but you can't help but to rub your clit and cum one last time. Your wildest dreams had just come true and you had to cum again before falling asleep without ever cleaning yourself up. The next morning I woke up with a pounding headache, what had happend? I drank so much and everything was a blur, then it all came flooding back. Oh my god what had I done? I had fucked my little girl...what should I say? What should I do? I heard a noise from the kitchen, I decided to see what it was since I thought I smelled food, I walked in to find my georgiousdaugher all cleaned up hair brushed and looking adorable in a tight shirt with no bra and a pair of skin tight booty shorts, have a seat daddy, I made you breakfast. Bacon and eggs. I sat down in a daze, getting a little turned on by what she was wearing but still worried about last night. She came over and set down the plate. I looked at it before I said. " that's so nice of you baby, but you know I like my eggs scrambled not fried...." "I'm sorry daddy, I'm a bad girl and I think I need to be punished". As she bent over the kitchen table with her arms out flat and sticking her ass out......;)

I really need to write this down before I lose my nerve. I can't believe what happened and If It ever came out I would be finished, my family would dis own me. I am Dave and I got divorced about 5 years ago, I am 45 and I look after myself and have quite a good body, my cock is not all that long only 6 inches but it is very thick. When I got divorced I moved into a flat very close to the city center and my work.
My oldest daughter is 19 and anytime she is out on the town she has taken to staying at my place, it saves her trying to find a taxi back to her mums and I usually have to drive her home in the morning.
A few weeks ago she turned up with a friend in tow, this was a new friend and I had never met her and my god she was hot as hell. Lucy asked if it was OK for Susan to stay too, me being a cool dad said of course it was OK. They headed to the spare room and I went to bed. I never close my bedroom door and from my bed I can see right to the bathroom door. I was finding it hard to sleep as the girls were laughing a lot, as i was laying in bed I saw Susan go to the bathroom, she was naked and I was suddenly wide awake, when she put the light on I saw her very clear, her ass was perfect, when she came out I got to see the front of her, shaved pussy and my got her boobs were massive, she looked right at me and smiled. I was horny as hell now and my cock was rock hard, I was soon playing with it thinking of her sexy body after about 10 minuets it got very quiet and I thought I would go take a peek. The door was wide open and my daughter was fast asleep, what I didn't expect was Susan was sitting on the chair naked and also sleeping. I knew they were both out for the count and stood in the doorway and gave my cock a good workout.
The next morning Lucy asked if I could drop them both off, they were both bright and happy, no hangover at all, I dropped Lucy at her mums and asked Susan where I needed to drop her? She directed me to her home, but as she got out the car she gave me a peck on the cheek and thanked me, I saw right down her top and again my cock got hard.
Friday night past It was 2am when I heard a knock at the door, I thought that Lucy must have forgot her key, but when I opened the door it was Susan standing there on her own, she asked me if I could give her a lift home as she had lost her bag and didn't know what else to do, and as she had been just down the road from my flat decided to chance it, she was not drunk at all, but looked even better than she did the time before, she was wearing a very short low cut black dress. I invited her in and told her I had been having a few beers earlier and couldn't drive her but said I would pay for a taxi, but added she could stay in the spare room if she wanted, at this point all kinds of things were going through my mind. I thought she would take the taxi but said she would prefer to stay. She went to the spare room and came back wearing my daughters dressing gown, she sat on the couch and I asked her if she wanted a coffee? she asked if I had any vodka? I came back with vodka for us both and she told me about her bad night. It turned out she was on a date but he turned out to be a right ass hole and was pissed off because he looked good and she was horny. I almost dropped my drink. She was smiling and asked if she had shocked me? I told her no but I was not used to girls talking like that with me, she said she was used to talking with her mum like this and told her everything. Another drink and she asked if I knew all the things Lucy got upto? I laughed and told her it may be better if I never knew, she said that was maybe for the best. She said she was going to bed and I was doing the same. Again I was laying in bed looking in the direction of the toilet, I saw her go in, again naked, and when she came out she stood in the doorway and asked me if I liked what I saw? My cock was rock hard and all I could say was yes, She walked into my room pulled back my covers and jumped in with me, her hand went to my cock and she kissed me.
I fucked her twice and she gave me the best blow job I have ever had, I woke the next morning with her next to me and I couldn't believe my luck but was so scared my daughter would find out. I got up didn't bother to dress and went to make some coffee, she came in a little later, she was still naked and she came and kissed me. It lasted for ages and my cock was hard again, again she went down on me and after a bit I bent her over the table and fucked her from behind. As I was fucking her she took her phone out and called my daughter, she told her that the date went bad but found someone else and he was fucking her as they talked, for some reason this got me even more horny, I shot my cum in her and she hung up.
she took a picture of my cock saying she wanted to show Lucy, I really wasn't sure about that but I let her anyway. I drove her home and was just going to drop her off but she said I should come in and meet her mum, I said no but she said she would hear about me anyway and I should meet her,
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