what great talent and adventure hope she keeps up the good work :rolleyes:

A wonderfull story. :wub:

:angel: I am afraid of horses cuz they are so big .But your story is realy getting to me .Thanks :wub:

marey, no need to be afraid of horses themselves. I've ridden horses (actual riding, not them riding me) for 25 years. Go find a stable near-by and take some carrots. Ask the owner if you can give some carrots to the horses. The smell is intoxicating. There's none better.

Now, to have one as a real lover?... THAT would be something. The stallion in this story is a real stallion that I grew up loving. He would literally hug me if I stood at his neck. He's gone now. But that won't be reflected in the story.

A big thanks to you all who have read, voted, and commented on this story. ^_^ I know there's not much in the way of sexual pleasures, but I want it to be more mysterious than just all out sex. Maggie's got a long way to go, I'm afraid. Will you hang in there with her?

Part 5


“Maggie, I know you’re rushed for time, so today I’ll only give you a taste of what I have. I’ll hope that will be enough to bring you back to me; and of course to High and Sassy too. I know they will want you back.”

I kept a sharp eye out for anyone who may be watching a dog lead a person around, but still, no one seemed to be at the barn. I blew out a breath of excitement, and Duke turned his head to look at me but kept walking. The thought in my head recurred that this is not a normal dog. Even before I had the gift of talking to animals, I knew a male dog could always tell when I was wet or ovulating. They jumped around me, on me, shoved their snout up my ass or crotch. Duke was different. Almost calculating. As erotic as that seemed, it was a bit disturbing. Yet with all those thoughts swirling in my head, I lost track of where we were going. Suddenly, I heard the announcement, “We’re here.”

I looked around to see where “here” was. I was in a small clearing of woods, but could still see the roof of the barn. “Okay, so we’re still within distance of the barn. That’s good. Just far enough away we can enjoy ourselves, but close enough that if something happens, someone can still find us.”

Puzzled, Duke looked at me and cocked his head to one side, “What do you think will happen, Maggie? I’m not going to hurt you. It’s just I like to be alone with the girls that I give pleasure to. I mean, not many girls actually WANT to be seen fucking a dog. I know this and have accepted it. I found this place about two years ago. Any girl who wants a good fuck, will call to me and lead me here. Of course, they can’t hear what I’m saying to them like you can, but I at least reassure them that they’re not going to get mauled.”

Smart boy!

“Oh no, Duke! That’s not what I was saying at all, but I must admit that did go through my head. It’s just… I’ve not ‘been’ with a dog before, so I don't know what to expect,” I replied through spoken language. Then I bent down like a mother would call her young child, and called Duke over to me. He unhurriedly trotted over and licked my face when he reached me. I gave him a big hug, and whispered in his ear, “Let me see what you’ve got.”

I could hear him start to pant a little more heavily now with his nose and mouth over my shoulder. I slid my hands down his neck and gently scratched his chest. Then my hands seemed to start exploring on their own. All over his back, down his front legs, brushing his tail my hands explored. Finally, I steeled the nerve to go under his belly and scratch there a bit. Duke was so patient, but his breathing got erratic when I scratched his belly. Some dogs do that “I like that right there, so I’m gonna thump my back legs” bit. But not Duke. He stood there and panted; waiting patiently for me to touch him. My left hand instinctively gently pushed down on his back as if to say “Sit.” He lay down instead. As he came to a stop, I saw his glistening red tool peeking out of his sheath. Now, as any good girl would do when her lover is lying down, I took his prick and pumped it a little bit. More, more, more came out of his sheath. Duke was a wonderful 10 inches of cock with a huge 3 inch knot at the top. I took as much as I could into my mouth. Time stood still. Nothing else mattered. I didn’t know anything else but the love of a dog. Looking back on that time, it was as if Duke held some sort of spell on me. All I wanted to do was give him pleasure.

I gently rolled my tongue around the tip of his cock, and then pumped my mouth up and down as much of his length as I could. Then more gentle rolling, and more rough pumping. Back and forth I went over his large penis, and it grew wider and longer with each pump. Then suddenly I remembered I had to be back at the office soon. Duke sensed my urgency and re-sheathed some of his purple and red cock. He got up and stood behind me.

“Your pants, Maggie. Take them off. I don’t want to rip them, but I need you right now, and I will rip them off if you don’t hurry.”

I jumped up and quickly took off my jeans and lacy panties. Duke sensed my excitement, and gently nosed my ass. I obediently got on all fours. His tongue found it’s way to my dripping wet cunny and licked from my clit all the way up to my pink rose. Over and over he licked my cunt with ever-so-often his tongue delved into my love box. I could feel the intense orgasm coming on, but I desperately so needed him to mount me.

“Duke, up!” I commanded. “What a good boy. Stick it in, Duke. Poke me; prod me; make me yours,” I panted in time with his breaths. Not two seconds went by from the last lick to the first mount. He was good. Duke instantly found the mark and thrust his prick all the way into my willing pussy. “Duke! Oh, you feel so good! Keep going!” Again, I lost all sense of time. His hammering of my pussy and the tickling of his soft hair on my back sent me over the edge several times. I can not tell you how many times I had an orgasm because it all left me breathless. I could feel that knot at the entrance to my pussy. I didn’t know if I could take it, but I was a sucker for a “first time for everything” fling. I felt all his hot jism shoot deep into my womb. Being a veterinarian, I knew humans could not have offspring from another species, but a deep longing wanted it to happen. He gave one last thrust, and pushed that knot right into my cunt. Oh! Was this heaven?! I came again and again with his knot pressing down on my G-spot. Still pumping, he spilled every drop of cum he had inside me, and kept his knot there to plug it.

Reluctantly though, his knot shrank just enough that he could pull it safely out. I stayed on my hands and knees. I breathed heavily. I’d just been fucked by a very smart dog and loved every minute. Right then, I knew I had the best profession. Right then, I wanted High. Duke primed me, but I wanted – no, needed more.



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It keeps on getting better... thank you!

:wub: wow what a story :inlove:

Fantastic story, you really do have a skill for writing, keep it up, ilook forward to your next literary marvel.
Thanks again :w00t:

that was very exciting. I can't wait for the rest.

Simply amazing! :wub:
Duke was the name of my last dog, whom I loved so deeply, so I guess it's also my nostalgic side speaking :P

Part 6

Duke licked my pussy trying to clean me up before I put on my clothes. He just about licked me clean and sent me to the moon w/ another three orgasms. His tongue dived into my pussy several times trying to clean out all his sperm then licked up and over my clit sending waves of ecstasy running through my body. My mind told me it was late and I had to get back. My body protested and wanted more. My job might have been on the line.

Job won out, in the end. I hated to end it, but I might lose my job. If I lost my job, I’d not be able to come back and visit these wonderful sexy animals.

As I got dressed, I spoke to Duke, “Duke, I have to go. You’ve been such a wonderful lover. I will never forget that you were my first animal to take my bestiality virginity. Thank you. When time permits and I’m off the clock – and it’s okay with the barn owner – I’ll come back to visit.”

I gave him a big hug and zipped up my jeans. I slipped my boots back on over my somewhat dirty socks and asked to be led back to the barn. Duke showed the way and this time I made a mental note of how to get back to the clearing. If ever I was able to come back to the barn, I was surely going to want to put that clearing into use again.

I scratched Duke behind his ears, gave High a kiss goodbye through the stall bars, and petted Sassy’s nose. I was already missing my sexy animal friends. As I slid into my car, I checked myself in the mirror. Just a couple of hairs out of place, but man did I reek of sex! What was I going to do? I don’t have time to go back home to get a shower, but I certainly can’t go to the office smelling like I’d fucked the whole barn! Then I noticed the box of baby wipes I had on my floor board. I took them to the indoor bathroom and stripped my jeans and panties off. I soaked my panties in the sink with a little bit of soap to get the semen stains off, and so it didn’t crust up. (I don’t like wearing crusty panties – they chafe.) As I wiped myself down with the cool, wet cloths, I thought of Duke and his wet, warm tongue. I slipped my fingers in my slit and wiggled them around. I almost came again. I got hot, and wet, and horny all over again.

“Stop, Maggie! You’ve got to stop. You have work to do. You’ve run your ‘sex errand’ and now you’ve got to get back!” I scolded myself. I knew I had things to do. It’s just, how do you “get back to work” after having such a great session with an animal? A REAL animal?! I was going to have to really concentrate today to keep my mind off of what happened in the woods.

So I proceeded to wipe myself down, purposefully putting my mind to work on what I had to do at the office so I wouldn’t pay attention to what I was doing to myself sexually. I dried my panties off as well as I could under the hand dryer, and well, my jeans were just going to have to wait. I’d make up an excuse about the smell if anyone asked.

I got back in the car, thankful that I didn't reek anymore, I just smelled like sex. Chuckling to myself and wondering what I’d say to Dr. Rose, I started the car and drove back to the office. On the drive back, I replayed the whole morning back from start to finish. From High to Duke. I was starting to get wet again. Thankfully, the office wasn’t that far away, and I realized that I hadn’t gone to relieve myself when I was at the barn. I dashed for the restroom in the back – the one away from the front that the customers can use – and took a long pee. I felt some of the seed slide out of my pussy that Duke hadn’t cleaned out of me. Again, I felt a longing to have his puppies. I don’t know… he just made me feel so loved and wanted. Much more than any guy had that I’d been with.

Done with the bathroom, I washed my hands as all good employees should and headed out to the front. Dr. Rose stopped me in the hallway. I handed her the check, “Here’s the check from Hypnosis’ owner. No one was in the office, so I just got it. I didn’t think about it at the time, but I should have written a note that I got it for you.” I looked down at my boots, feigning an apology. “Sorry, Dr. Rose. I learn from mistake a lot. I know there’s no room for mistakes in being a vet, but I’m learning so much from you…” My voice trailed off as I looked back up and saw her face. She always had soft features, and though she was never like a mother to me, I knew she understood.

“Maggie, little things like this, you do have to learn by mistakes. It’s the actual being a vet that you can’t take chances on. Just try to think ahead from now on, all right?” She grabbed my arm lightly before I had the chance to walk off. “How was Sassy?”

I couldn’t feign surprise on this one. “’Sc, …’scuse me?” Was I caught? My cheeks burned crimson, and my eyes started to water.

“Sassy? Didn’t you go see her? I thought you went to see how her neck was to make sure she wasn’t sore.”

“Oh, yeah! I did. Sorry. I just…”

“And did you give High a hug for me?”

I chuckled to myself, “That’s not all I gave him,” but answered, “yes I did, just as you asked.”

“And what did you think of his raging hard-on?”

This post has been edited by weirdemperor on Jun 2 2008, 12:14 AM

my frist reading of this one

its damn good

please kep it up)))

10 to ya

as a writer i do know and understand
the wonderment over weathr folks like
our writings when so many view?read? and so few comment or vote

Part 7

“Wha- What?” I asked in total shock. How could she know? Did Duke post a sign on me that only vets can read that said I gave High a blow-job and shagged a dog?

“Maggie.” There was that condescending tone again. “Maggie, girls that tend to visit mares before visiting High usually give him a raging hard-on. He can smell it. All you have to do is pet the mare, and he’s hard as a rock. Didn’t he get that way with you?”

“Oh.” I blew out a sigh of relief. Maybe she didn’t see my blood-red face. “Oh, well, yeah, I did notice that, but I didn’t take any notice. I thought all stallions were like that.” I lied. “I honestly thought that he could sense or smell me ovulating.” I whispered, “It’s that time of month – almost.”

“Ah,” she quipped. “I see. So, well, come here.” Dr. Rose led me to her office and bade me sit down. “Tell me, what did you think? Of his hard-on, I mean. What did you do?”

I squirmed in my seat, quite uncomfortable with this questioning, but I had to give some sort of answer. “I, uh, just kinda stared at it. I’d never seen anything so big. I mean, I’d never seen a… cock, prick, uh, penis so long and, and big.” I stared out into space thinking of High’s cock swinging back and forth like a bell. I could feel my panties getting wet again, and it wasn’t from the washing them in the sink earlier, either. My juices were flowing again. As I snapped back to reality, I hoped Dr. Rose couldn’t sense – or smell – my excited-ness. She just stood there and looked at me. I must’ve looked dumb as I was daydreaming. I gave a nervous chuckle, and stood to leave.

“Maggie, it’s okay. I was shocked too when I first saw him. Did you touch it – I mean him? Did you get the urge to touch his, thing? I did. When I first saw him hanging there, I had to. I couldn’t believe how big he was. I was mesmerized with his length, his girth, just him.”

She went on raving about High’s huge member, all the while making me more wet and horny. Finally, I stopped her, “Yes, Dr. Rose. I did touch him. I had to see what it felt like. Now, may I go start to finish my work today? I’m drained.” Well sort of. I drained High and Duke, and now I need to be drained. I thought to myself.

“Wait, one more thing, Maggie. This is kinda personal, and if you don’t answer, I’ll understand. Does – Did High make you… wet? Down there I mean.” She pointed to my privates with her eyes. Then she saw. I knew she saw ‘cause she licked her lips. She saw the front of my jeans were wet. I think she might have smelled me too. Oh, God! I’m going to get fired! But it wasn’t my fault that she made me horny all over again! She just kept on ranting and raving about High’s lovely, thick, swinging cock. My eyes glazed over for a couple seconds as I traveled back to his stall.

“Maggie? Did he, Is he making you wet now?”

Fuck! What should I say?
“Truth, Maggie. Tell me the truth.” I saw her panting. She was hot too! I glimpsed down at her crotch and saw the beginnings of a small wet patch on her scrubs.

“Dr. Rose, am I going to get in trouble for touching High?”

“No, Mags.” That was the only time she’d call me by a nickname normally reserved for my closest friends. “You’re not going to get into trouble. Tell me, Maggie. Does the thought of High make you wet?”

Well, if I lose my job for being truthful, I may as well not become a vet. Looking down, I answered softly, “Yes. Seeing High; touching him; stroking him; licking him;” I may as well confess, “Getting him off; seeing him cum; tasting him; drinking his fountain of cum. What do you think? I mean, wouldn’t that get anybody horny? Wouldn’t that make the hardest of hearts soften and cream their pants?” Oh, God. I was so horny right then. I almost bolted for the door to drive to the barn once more. But then reality hit of all I’d confessed to, and I just knew my job was on the line.

Dr. Rose answered in a raspy voice, “That’s what I thought. Come with me. I have something to show you.”

She led me out of her office, down the hall to the left, and to a door I’d never seen before. The sign clearly said, “Infectious Canines. Keep Out!” but she barged on in. I held my breath hoping that what ever infection that was in here wasn’t airborne. She led me to a door on the right marked, “HC-2”

“HC-2? Dr. Rose, what is this place?”

“Holding Cell Two. Don’t worry. I’ll be with you the entire time. But I don’t want anyone to hear you as you recount what happened today," and she shut the door.

“What the..? You WANT me to tell you? I’m getting fired, aren’t I? I couldn’t help it! High was just there! Lust drove me…” She pressed her mouth against mine. Her tongue dove in and out playing tag with mine. She pressed her breasts against mine and ground them together. As our tongues were dancing, she slid a hand down to my crotch sliding it forward and back, soaking her hand on my slick jeans. She brought it up to our noses and snorted the smell off.

“No wonder High was so thrilled with you being there. Maggie, you have a great scent!” And with that, she went down on me.


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This is hot as hell! Bravo!
I knew Dr. Rose had to be like this

OMG wow great so horny great story

more more pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

NICE please some more....