wow lone your sooo lucky :devil2:

Wow, it is very difficult to pinpoint just one time as the best, so here goes. The best first time with a bitch must have been this little beagle bitch....she was in her first heat and I had a chance with her when everyone was gone and I was able to slide right into her the first try.....it was great......sliding into her then sliding next into and past her hymen ring.......ummm, that was great to a young man....

The next was a calf sucking me like I was it's mother.......slobbery and a strong grip.......

The next was a cow, who was not a young cow, but had one of those pussies that just called me in....and in I went. It was hot, slick and deep.. I walked up behind her and tested her with my fingers and found that she'd stand for me and the next thing is that I was nut deep in her with my rock hard cock...that was the time that I was almost caught, but I jumped and got to the side of her, squatted down until it was clear and got right back into the "saddle", finishing up in that luscious "joy-hole" of her's........wow, such is the memories of her and those days....Then

There is the little shetland mare that I was able to give myself to....she was a winker......that was a joy too.....so, it is not just one first experience that I have to look back on and enjoy the memories, but a whole bunch of first times.......such a treasure trove of memories......I am hoping that I can make more memories as well to look back on and enjoy too.

Old seems like your one lucky guy :devil2: thx for posting

Bump :whistling:

My best time was a visit on the pasture with some heifers. I was naked almost totaly, i covered my skin with salt (by a salt-water-thing i had in a box). One heifer aproched me and licked me, was interested in my face and hair. She licked very smooth without much roughness. It was a very nice cow-kiss, i opened my mouth and tired to catch as much of her saliva as i can, her tongue was inside my mouth, it was marvelous.

After she was gone i got some cowdung in one hand, smelling at it, jerking me off, oh, what an orgasm this was ...

So, you cowlovers, saltening your skin makes these girls go wild ...

I have no stories to share myself, so, bump for this post, and thanks to all of those who did share. <3

sounds interesting cowlover i'll have to give salt a go

I always love hearing about real experiences, thanks guys. Sorry I have nothing to add.... :(

My best time was the one and only time i've been mounted by a pony stallion. It was incredible. And I can't wait to have the chance to do it again

did some one say stallion lol


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i suppose my best with a male dog was my first,i was only 18 and inexperienced regarding dogs,anyway he mounted me and tied,back to back,it was very painful and frightening in case i got caught,but after that all intercourse was good,in particular from '86 to '96,with my second wife,we had 3 rough collies n that time and each one became my sex partner,not in preference to my wife,as well as.i used to mate with them at least twice a week,while she was out,and the preparations alerted them,and they knew what was about to happen,and needless to say it was a very enjoyable time for me and them.

The best time that I had was with a stry that I adopted. This dog had a real thing for me and was all over me. I decide to masterbate him. He loved it more than I can explail. Almost as if it was his first time. I began oral. He couldn't get enough> I decided to be subserbient to him to see what would happen. He grab me by my hips right away, and after a couple of attemps, found his mark. It was like nothing I experienced before. I knew that there wer indeed other creatures that I was attracted to that felt the same way. I guess thats why :beer:

lucky guy ^_^

My best time there wasn't sex :P It was few time ago when I made my first free swimming with dolphins! It make me feel like a dolphin, swimming side by side!

Can't wait for feel like a dolphin when one or some start play with me, and few time after starting sexplaying with me hihihi :lol:

The third time is charming…
Male Human / Male dog, oral and mounting

Background;
I’m male, and over 30. By inclination I am Bi, but when I was young I had been afraid to experiment much in that direction, due to social pressures, parents that were not at all positive about men or women who sought their own gender, and the fear of AIDS or other sexually transmitted diseases. Still, some of my first intense sexual contacts were receiving oral sex from an older male, even before I officially “lost my virginity” by penetrating a female shortly after I entered the Navy. I had to admit to myself, that I had enjoyed those few males as much as I had any female lover. Yet I only actively sought to date girls, and repressed my M/M urges.

Also, I had, for almost as many years as I had been reading adult material, been turned on by stories and movies featuring both females and males having sex with dogs and horses. But I owned no suitable pets myself, and wasn’t about to experiment with someone else’s animals, so it was just reading and observing… One of many kinks I knew turned me on. Yet one I never really expected to participate in.

By the time I finally decided to seriously get into Zoo, I had married a nice woman, we had developed a very monogamous relationship lasting for many years, and we were seriously considering having a kid. I didn’t mind remaining faithful to her, but felt incomplete, and would satisfy my M/M urges with various “toys” when alone. I wanted more than just a cold, unfeeling toy. Yet I didn’t want to cheat on my wife with either a man or a woman. It occurred to me that my wife had dropped a single hint, early on, when we were still dating, that she wasn’t turned off by the idea of zoo sex. Before we were married, she had asked, as her dog entered the room while we were making love, what I would do if her dog suddenly gave me “a cold nose in a sensitive spot”. I owned that I would probably give her quite a thrust, and changed the subject, somewhat afraid I might out my own fantasies if we continued, and not believing she really considered or did such things herself. But I never dared press the point with her, afterwards.

Now, years later, I knew she wanted a dog again. So I took a chance and had “the zoo discussion” with her, admitting I would like to try zoo sex with a large male dog. Fortunately, it went well. My wife accepted my decision to explore that direction in my sexuality, especially when I pointed out that if I was getting serviced by her and also by the proposed pooch, I would have very little reason to ever seek out Human lovers of either gender, and could therefore more readily remain monogamous, among Humans, with her. We agreed that we would get a big male dog, with the understanding that part of his purpose in our household would be to be my male lover, giving me an outlet for that long-repressed M/M part of my sexuality. She agreed to at least experiment with being licked by him, but that was as far as she was willing to go, herself. But she has no issues with watching me get licked by him, or watching me passionately kiss my canine mate. She even encourages him to kiss me.

Still… As our dog matured to the point to be ready for adult play, I sort of felt that as my first responsibility was to my wife, it was unfair of me to actually get mounted or have oral sex with my canine lover while my wife was around and available. After all, if she was awake and at all interested, and I was horny, I should be loving her, not the pooch.

So I started training my first real male canine lover, at times when the rest of the family was either away from the house, or sound asleep. It’s worked out well for me. This is a story of one such night…

My big dog was huge. At two and a half years old, he weighed 110 pounds, all muscle, and he had a long, glossy coat as soft as silk. He and I had gotten to the point where he would mount me, either from the front, entering my mouth, or from behind, for anal sex, and either was quite enjoyable for both of us. I certainly loved it either way, and he was very eager for any chance that I gave him, and would usually deposit a good sized load in my mouth or my butt. But I still hadn’t quite gotten to the point of a full anal tie with him. His knot was just a bit too big for me to accommodate, and he tended to knot up so fast that his knot would be full-sized before he could get it all the way in.

So a typical night would be that I would be in bed, wife and daughter would already have done any last-minute trips to the bathroom and be sound asleep, and my 4-legged lover would come to my side of the bed, whuffing quietly as if he wanted to go out and “use the back yard” one last time. I would let him out into the back yard, and when he came back in, if all was quiet, we would cuddle, fondle, suck a bit, and eventually mate. Sometimes, on a warm Summer night, we might even do it on the back patio, screened from neighbor’s eyes by the privacy of the surrounding hedge. Either way, he would mount me enthusiastically, hammer away at my mouth or my butt for several minutes with his knot still outside, and then withdraw, and if we were inside I would let him out again, to cool off and “put his toy away” before we both retired for the night.

On this particular night, he had been superb. I think there may have been a female dog in heat somewhere in the neighborhood, as he was very eager to please me. After some cuddling and foreplay, I had rested my chest and arms on a comfortable chair, with my knees on the ground and spread wide, and he had mounted me well and hard, depositing a fair size load. He hopped off and laid by the back door, as I laid there savoring the feeling.

Then he came back over to me, sniffed, and mounted me a second time! I wasn’t about to complain, encouraging and praising him as he gave me an encore performance that was just as good as the first mounting. I was almost out of my mind with happiness, as he dismounted and licked himself clean, and laid down again for a rest. I could barely move, and didn’t want to. I just laid there, quietly talking to him and praising him.

A few minutes later, much to my delight, he came back and mounted me for a third time in a row! That was more than he had ever done before in a single night, and I was going crazy as he pounded me again, and again left a full load within me.

When he finally dismounted after that third mounting, I struggled to my feet, knees wobbling, petting him, rubbing his ears, and praising him. I gasped as I felt his warm seed running down both my thighs, and the trails of doggy goodness actually reached both ankles. So much, that he had pumped into me! I couldn’t believe it.

Occasionally after that he would mount me at least twice, or possibly a third time. But never again did he fill me so completely with his seed as he had that wonderful night. I would have to say that was my best time with either my first canine lover, or with the one that took his place after he passed on. Certainly it is a wonderful memory for me.