By Sarah Cantrell
2017 Sarah Cantrell
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met Sarah at the local dog park. I was nearly nineteen, unemployed,
bored, going through an experimental phase and just looking for a way
to fill in time. I wasn't a scholar and had no intention of going to
university or anything and jobs were hard to come by. Sarah was
pretty. I watched her, leaning against the fenced off area that the
dogs ran around in. She had this pretty little sundress on. It was
light blue with a floral motif and every now and then the wind would
catch the skirt and threaten to expose her underwear.
kissed a couple of girls and even let one of them touch me but hadn't
gone any further than that. It wasn't like I was a virgin either; I'd
experimented with my fare share of boys and let them do a lot more
than the girls. I'm not sure why I chose to go talk to Sarah, but I
did. Part of me hoped that she'd take a liking to me and that I'd
find a way to kiss her, but I'm not even sure that that I was
committed to it enough to get there. We ended up hitting it off. She
was there with her boyfriend's German Shepherd which was a downer
(finding out that she lived with him especially) but it presented me
with an opportunity.
was struggling to find time to walk Poacher and when I mentioned that
I was unemployed, she offered to pay me to walk him if I was
interested. I was only too happy to do it so she suggested that I
come by and meet her boyfriend Dan to make sure that he'd be okay
left the park feeling happier than I'd expected, excited that even
though the income wasn't going to be enough to make a true change to
my life, at least it would be a bit of spending money and cash as
well, which wouldn't affect my unemployment benefits.
night I went around to their place and met Dan, who seemed really
nice and it was agreed that I could start walking Poacher. Little did
I know that it would turn out to be life changing and in no way that
I could have imagined.
the third day that I walked him, I was wearing a cute little flared
blue skirt and a white tank top. I walked him to the dog park and let
him run around for a bit, but felt like I could use more of a walk
myself so I walked him further through the park until I decided to
rest in a lovely little shaded spot. It was a gorgeous day and I sat
holding Poacher's lead for a bit without really thinking about
anything specific. I was snapped back to reality when I felt Poacher
stick his head between my legs! His wet nose slid up my inner thigh
and I jumped back in shock. Because I was sitting on a park bench I
didn't have far to go though. He insistently shoved his nose further
under my skirt until he was able to sniff the crotch of my panties! I
shoved him away and stood up to continue walking. Poacher followed
along happily and I didn't really think anything more of it; at least
not until we were back at Sarah's house. I had to undo the side gate
to get around to the back of the house and while I was reaching for
the latch, standing on tip toes, I again felt his nose sniffing
around under my skirt, this time from behind me. I couldn't stop him
and work the latch at the same time. Talk about awkward.
the latch undone, I pushed the gate opened and gave Poacher a gentle
tap on the nose to deter him from his investigation of my crotch. As
he went through into the back yard I couldn't help but notice that he
had an erection! A big fat purple one at that. I shook my head,
closed the gate and took off home again, laughing about the horny
didn't mention it to Sarah, because well, it was kind of embarrassing
and I thought it was likely just a one-time thing. Except after the
first day that it happened, he kept doing it. Not all the time, but
I mention that I was in a bit of an experimental phase? Well as
embarrassing as it is to admit, the more it happened, the more I
thought about it. I wondered if I let him just have a good sniff
whether he'd be satisfied and move on. So one day when I was walking
him I found a quiet spot to sit and perched on a park bench. I spread
my legs and sure enough he went straight for my crotch. He nosed
around and sniffed and snuffed for a bit, pumping against my panties.
I know I blushed. Here I was letting a dog sniff my knickers for
crying out loud. Worse still, I was starting to get a bit turned on
by it. It was kinky as all fuck and that thought alone had me
reacting. Then it was like it was like a signal to Poacher or
something. He licked me! His big wet dog tongue licked at my
underwear. I bit down on my lip to keep from drawing attention to
myself. I should have just pushed him away immediately like I had the
first time he'd sniffed me, but for some reason it took three firm
licks of his tongue before I did.
I had dislodged him and stood up, I could see that he was hard again.
His erection hung from it's sheath. I walked him home and again he
sniffed at my butt and crotch as I struggled with the gate.
really sorry but he's a bit smelly at the moment," Sarah said to
me a week later when I went to pick him up. She wasn't usually there,
but had a late start to the day or something. "I've been meaning
to bath him, but I just haven't had a chance. Dan's been travelling
and I've just been too busy."
could bath him for you if you like," I offered, thinking that it
might earn me a few extra dollars.
that would be amazing," Sarah replied. "I'll pay for you to
laughed and admitted that I'd been hoping that she might.
can use the bathroom here if you like. That's where we usually do it.
He loves the bath, so there shouldn't be any issues for you. I can
lock the door and when you're done you can just pull the front door
closed behind you if you like."
that would be fine," I replied, impressed that I was being
trusted to be in their home. "I'll leave it spotless, I
worries, thanks Jen," Sarah said. She went and pulled out the
dog shampoo and a towel and everything else that I'd need and rushed
off to work.
went and let Poacher in the back door and through to the bathroom. He
hopped into the bath with a bit of encouragement and just stood
waiting. I fitted a flexible hose with a shower nozzle to the end of
the bath's spout and turned the water on to adjust the temperature.
When it was warm I started to wet down Poacher's coat. Almost as soon
as he was wet he decided to shake himself and water went everywhere,
especially over me. I looked down at my light blue t-shirt and
decided that if I wanted to be able to wear it home, I was going to
have to keep it from getting wet. I was the only one in the house so
took it off. Then I decided that I may as well preserve the state of
the cut off denim shorts and my bra as well. I stripped down until I
was only wearing a black cotton thong.
turned out to be a good decision because as good as Poacher was in
the bath, he loved to give a good shake to try and dry out his coat.
I was pretty damned wet. I lathered him up and persevered. I made
sure that I had plenty of shampoo and really worked it into his coat.
I wanted him to be super clean for Sarah. I was working it into his
chest and moved my hand down toward his belly, lathering that up as
well. Then my hand bumped into his cock. That gave me a shock let me
tell you. Of course by that time I'd been seeing his cock like every
second day. It had become something of a fascination for me, trying
to work out when it would slip from its sheath and why. I hadn't
reached any conclusions though. I certainly hadn't expected it to
happen while I was bathing him.
looked at it curiously, being much closer to it than normal as I
knelt on the floor beside the bath and washed him. I studied it for a
bit, noting the differences from his human counterparts. I couldn't
help but wonder how different it would feel. Before I thought beyond
that simple idea I found myself holding it. Just like that I'd
reached under and grabbed hold of it. It was warm and hard and before
I could really think about it too much Poacher started humping at my
hand. He was panting and his back end kind of jack-hammered for a
bit. His cock slipped around in my shampoo-lathered hand and even
though I should have let go, I didn't. I was amazed and curious and
for some strange reason ... excited. I squeezed his cock firmly and
stroked a little as he kept trying to breed my fist.
wasn't like I had a plan. I didn't even really try and give him a
hand job per se, but that's what ended up happening. He started
cumming and I quite possibly gave a little squeal of delight. His cum
was clear and very liquid as it spurted from his cock to the bottom
of the bath. He just kept hammering away. After a bit longer I
started to feel guilty and released him. I washed out the shampoo and
started towel him dry. As I wrapped his head in the towel and dried
him off, he found a way to get his snout free. His tongue snaked out
and licked right across my left tit! Between being a freak and giving
the dog a hand job, being mostly naked and somewhat wet, my nipple
was already tight and erect, and my panties were damp from more than
just errant bath water.
had felt good though. His tongue on my nipple had turned me on. I
didn't exactly move quickly to steer his head away and that resulted
in a couple more licks of my nipple. It was electric. Once again
guilt kicked in though and I stopped it from happening any more.
I released him to the back yard where he went mad rolling about and
trying to make sure he smelt like a proper job again I headed for
home, all sorts of thoughts and feelings smashed up inside me. What
was I doing with this dog?
had dirty dreams that night; dreams featuring swollen purple dog
cocks. I touched them and they came on me and dogs licked my pussy.
When I woke up and remembered them I was embarrassed, especially
because my pussy was wet as fuck. It didn't stop me masturbating
though. I fingered myself as I thought back on my dreams and ended up
orgasming while thinking about Poacher's tongue on my panties. Then I
just felt naughty and dirty.
a week I had dreams on and off. I didn't act on them or anything,
other than to occasionally fantasise about them and to masturbate. I
didn't touch Poacher's cock again either. He kept trying to sniff and
lick my crotch on and off, but I didn't give him free access or
anything. Mind you, I didn't exactly discourage him either; at least
not until that day.
woke up super horny and masturbated before I tumbled out of bed.
Weird experimental-like thoughts started going through my head as I
dressed for the day. It culminated in the removal of my thong just
before I set out to walk Poacher. I'd worn a short flirty skirt and
was very conscious of the fact that it wasn't going to take much of a
gust of wind to show the world (not to mention curious dogs) that I'd
left home sans underwear.
was as happy to see me as usual, prancing about happily with his tail
wagging madly until I slipped the harness on him. I walked him to the
dog park and let him have his run around before leading him off to my
quiet little spot in the shade.
sat down on the park bench and edged my butt forward, legs parted.
Then I waited. I have to admit, I was sopping wet with anticipation.
I couldn't believe what I was doing, but there I was doing it anyway.
I told myself that if Poacher did whatever he did, then it wasn't my
doing, but I wasn't about to grab him and guide his head between my
turned out that I didn't need to anyway. He sniffed at my knee and
then his head disappeared under my skirt. I bit back a gasp as his
wet nose made contact with my bald pussy. That contact was quickly
followed by the feeling of his tongue licking my slit! He obviously
liked what he tasted, because it was followed by several long licks.
His tongue was all over my very wet slit and even slipped in between
my lips, his nose pressing against my mound as he delved between
them. It was so dirty and yet so amazing that all I did was spread my
legs further. I just sat there in the park with a dog licking my
pussy, watching nervously for any sign that someone was about to bust
then he stopped. He just stopped licking, walked away a bit and
dropped onto the ground. I couldn't believe it. I crushed a hand
between my legs, pushing my skirt down against my pussy. I was so
fucking horny and the dog had just stopped! I couldn't bring myself
to call him over to me though. I stood up, legs a little shaky, and
pulled on the lead. Poacher happily walked with me back to Dan and
Sarah's place. The whole way there I kept thinking about what I'd
done and became progressively wetter the more I thought about it. By
the time we made it back I was surprised that my juices weren't
running down my leg.
reached for the latch on the gate and sure enough, Poacher sniffed me
from behind. I nearly squealed out loud when his nose pushed between
my bare butt cheeks. Standing on tip toes, I moved my feet apart a
little and held onto the gate. Sure enough, I felt his tongue again.
He lapped between my legs, licking both my pussy and my asshole. I
held myself there until I heard a car on the street. I didn't want to
get busted like that, so opened the gate and led Poacher through. I
took a seat on one of Dan and Sarah's outdoor chairs and spread my
legs. Then I pulled my skirt up so that I could see. Poacher came
over to investigate and gave me a couple of half-interested licks.
There was something even kinkier about actually seeing his tongue on
my pussy, but he wandered off again and went to drink from his water
bowl. When he showed no signs of returning, I thought that I should
probably get out of there.
left quietly, went home and masturbated. I thought about how good
Poacher's tongue had felt on my pussy and rubbed my clit until I
exploded. The guilt came later, but I pushed it to the back of my
mind and tried to ignore it.
didn't wear underwear when I walked Poacher after that and I always
wore a skirt. It became a kinky little game for me, finding a quiet,
out of the way spot, spreading my legs and hoping that Poacher would
slip is tongue into my dripping pussy. He didn't always do it, but he
did it pretty damned often. Possibly the most frustrating thing was
that he didn't ever lick me long enough to orgasm. It wasn't like I
could direct him and ask him to focus on my clit. When I'd open the
gate at Dan and Sarah's he'd lick my ass and pussy and then I'd give
him a final taste in the back yard before heading home.
next thing that changed things was a complete coincidence. I was at
home on my computer, surfing Reddit. I was going through one of my
favourite petite girl subs when I saw something completely
unexpected. There was a gif of a girl sucking a dildo; nothing
particularly different other than the shape of the dildo. It was
shaped like a dog's cock. I can't tell you how many times I watched
it. I went to the poster's history and there were pictures and gifs
of her using it in her pussy as well. I didn't even know such a toy
existed. I sat in front of my computer furiously rubbing my pussy,
images of Poacher's cock in my mind as I watched this girl pretend to
fuck and suck a dog. When I came, I came hard, my legs shaking, my
insides alive as if electricity were shooting through them ... it was
had dreams that night. Very dirty dreams. The sort of dreams a girl
shouldn't have, especially when she's going to be walking a horny
German Shepherd the next day.
was wet before I even made it to Dan and Sarah's house. Poacher
didn't get much of a walk either. I didn't stop at the dog park, or
even my favourite little semi-public place. We were back well before
we would normally have been. I sat in an outdoor chair, lifted my
skirt and spread my legs. I called Poacher over and he licked at my
pussy. I even held my lips apart for him. Part of me couldn't believe
that I was even contemplating what might come next. That same part of
me couldn't believe how wet it was making me. When Poacher wandered
off, rather than groan in frustration, I went to the lawn and called
him to me again. I patted him, ruffled his fur and played with him.
When I started to rub his belly, he plunked himself down on the
ground and rolled over with his legs spread.
month or so ago I would have laughed at him being such a boy, but
then ... well then, all I did was look between his legs. There as no
sign of that swollen purple cock. I rubbed him. I actually rubbed his
furry sheath and after a bit saw his cock start to emerge. It was
weird and exciting all at the same time. I kept at it until he was
fully exposed and then for the first time since bathing him,
deliberately grabbed hold of his cock. I licked my lips and thought
back to the girl's video. Was I really going to suck it?
glanced to Poacher's face, but he was just lying down happily, not
even really seeming to be paying that much attention. I leaned in
close to his cock and paused. Tentatively I touched my tongue to the
skin of his erection. My heart was racing, but the world didn't end;
I wasn't hit by a bolt of lightning. I licked him, from the bottom to
the top just like I would to a man. I studied the odd shape of the
head and hesitated. Then, after glancing around as if to check if
someone might be watching, I sucked Poachers swollen purple dog cock
into my mouth! It was warm and smooth and hard. I worked my mouth up
and down and sucked hungrily, scarcely believing I was actually doing
jumped up then and he was pulled from my mouth. I looked around
quickly, wondering what might have caused him to move. Fortunately
there wasn't anyone there. I called him back to me but he didn't seem
to want to lie down again. I clearly wasn't quite right in my head
because I wanted more. I held his collar with one hand and lay down
on the ground. I moved him around until I had my head underneath him
and pulled his cock to my mouth with my free hand. I sucked him deep
in my mouth and he started thrusting at me. I pulled back a bit with
my mouth and used my hand to try and control him, but he was very
enthusiastic. Then I tasted it. Warm dog cum. It was just a little
bit at first. As he thrust I was suddenly aware of it. He didn't stop
thrusting though. Even after he'd cum when I'd been bathing him I
hadn't really thought much about it. I still really expected him to
be like a man - shoot a couple of times and be done, but he just kept
thrusting and cumming. It seemed to go on for ages. I had my head
turned to the side to take his thrusts and let it run from my mouth
rather than swallow it. It ran down my cheek and neck.
goodness knows how long, he stopped, apparently satisfied. I wasn't
though. I worked two fingers of one hand into my pussy and diddled my
clit with my other hand. I watched Poacher as I played, the taste of
his cum in my mouth. I thought about the girl on Reddit, with the dog
cock toy sliding in and out of her pussy. Could I go that far? What
was worse anyway, sucking a dog's cock or fucking one? That wasn't a
question I was about to ask any of my friends.
rolled over and got onto my hands and knees. I rested my chest on the
grass so that I could keep playing, wondering, partly hoping that
Poacher would show an interest, but not quite ready to call him over
and actively pursue the taboo thought. I had my eyes closed and was
biting down on my lip to keep from crying out, my orgasm close when I
felt Poacher's tongue on my anus. I squealed in glee. His tongue
slipped between my pussy lips next and over my fingers, licking at
the juices that were flowing freely from me. I came hard, pussy
pulsing and body shaking as Poacher lapped at me. I collapsed on the
grass, spent. Poacher walked up and licked my face. I pushed him
away, far from a fan of dog's licking people's faces.
I'd recovered I decided that I needed to get out of there. I
straightened myself up, using the outdoor tap to wash my face to make
sure that there wasn't any evidence on my face and neck and headed
for home, lost in guilty thoughts about just how fucking hot my
morning had been.
couldn't forget it. Thoughts of Poacher's cock spurting its cum in my
mouth pushed almost everything aside. My pussy tingled and leaked as
a result and I was too distracted to do much. I returned to Reddit to
review my new favourite contributor's posts and masturbated to
another two orgasms throughout the day. I knew what I was going to
do. I didn't want to admit it, but I knew it was going to happen. I
was going to fuck Poacher. I was going to let him put his fat purple
cock in my pussy and fuck me.
slept fitfully that night. Dreams, fantasies and excitement all kept
me from a good rest. Even once I did wake up I had to be patient. I
really wanted to just go over to Dan and Sarah's and do it, but I had
to wait until they'd leave for work. It wasn't like I could show up
early and say, "Don't mind me, I'm just going to fuck your
puppy." I was left to contemplate exactly how I would do it.
finally rolled around and I raced over as quickly as I could. I took
Poacher for an abbreviated walk again because there was only so much
patience I could muster. Not to mention how fucking horny I was.
took Poacher to the back yard and slipped my skirt off. Just being in
someone else's backyard with nothing on my lower half was kind of
exciting, let alone what I was planning. I got down on the lawn on my
hands and knees and crawled around. Poacher showed immediate
interest. He walked up behind me and sniffed at my butt. Then he
licked me. I reached back with one hand and spread myself, helping to
get his tongue right in between my cheeks and directly on my asshole
and pussy lips. He wandered off all too soon. I called him over and
teased him, reaching beneath his body to stroke his sheath as I had
the day before. I coaxed his cock out and played with it. As it
emerged fully I pulled it to my mouth and sucked on it. When he
started humping at my mouth I let it go. I turned around and waggled
my butt at him. He gave me another lick.
thought he was about to stop again when he jumped forward and mounted
me. His cock missed though. His front paws hooked around my hips and
I was thankful that I'd left my singlet on, because his claws grazed
me a bit even though the material. He started thrusting and his cock
was all over the place and not where I wanted it. I reached back
between my legs to control him, grabbing hold of his flailing member.
When he felt the resistance of my grip he humped even quicker. I
quickly guided the tip of his cock to my pussy and then let him
thrust. Almost immediately his cock penetrated my pussy lips.
seemed to go into over-drive. He fucked me hard and fast and I lost
myself in ecstasy. I've never had a cock move so fast in my pussy.
His front legs clung to me desperately and I could hear him panting
over my shoulder. I steadied myself with my hands on the grass as he
fucked me wildly. Then he thrust his knot inside me. I didn't quite
know what happened at the time. I just felt something large driven
between my pussy lips and I cried out because it was a little
painful. It was good pain, but it was still pain. Not long after that
I started to feel him squirting his semen inside me. Warm shots of
dog cum were squirting in my pussy and Poacher just kept hammering
away at me. I reached back and rubbed my clit.
orgasm was almost instant when I touched myself. The knowledge of
what I was doing, of how taboo it was combined with how good it felt
was enough to send me over the edge. Poacher didn't care. He just
kept fucking me, driving his purple cock in and out over and over
again. I simply took it. I was his bitch. Eventually he was done. His
cock slipped from my pussy and his cum ran down my leg. He turned
around and licked it up. I shuddered in pleasure when he licked my
pussy again. That was something no guy had ever done for me!
left knowing that it wasn't going to be the last time that I fucked
Poacher. I planned on returning for more the next day. And I did.
was just as good. Only one thing went wrong. I was on the lawn, on
all fours with Poacher slamming away at my pussy when the back door
to the house opened. I wanted to flee. I wanted to hide. I wanted
anything other than to be busted with a dog fucking me.
was Sarah. I expected outrage and horror. I wanted to die. I couldn't
even move properly because Poacher had forced his knot into me again
and when I tried to move it was clear that it was going to hurt like
a bitch if I pulled away too hard.
see he likes you as much as he likes me," Sarah said. I looked
at her, confused, wondering if I'd really just heard what I thought I
had. Instead of the outrage and horror I expected to see on her face,
I saw lust and pleasure.
did you say?" I asked lamely.
said that I can see that he likes you as much as he likes me,"
she replied, moving closer to me.
I don't know," I muttered, still lost and suddenly ashamed. I
expected her to hate me.
I just can't believe that I've found someone else that lets him fuck
them," Sarah said. "I thought for sure I would be the only
person kinky enough to do that."
Wait, you fuck him too?" I asked. Then I cried out because
Poacher started cumming in me again. Sarah nodded with what appeared
to be an embarrassed grin.
let you finish, then we can talk," she told me. She pulled up a
chair and watched. I frigged my clit and came as Poacher finished.
Sarah picked up my skirt from where I'd draped it on a chair and
handed it to me.
put it back on and she offered me a seat.
me tell you how it started for me, then you can tell me your story,"
she said. I sat there with dog cum dripping from me as she started to
relay her story of spilt milk and a dog tongue between her legs ...
short fiction is Sarah's second published work exploring the taboo
topic of beastiality
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