I have this fantasy, for a while now, of innocently yet with purpose, transforming my wife into a dog slut. The following is actually true, it is only the ending that becomes fanatasy....

Let me tell you about her. She is quite clever, witty and cunning at times. A joy to spend time with, attentive, loyal and loving. Other times she can be a real bitch, self-centred and selfish....I guess that sums up most women. With her dark golden blonde hair just caressing the top of her firm arse cheeks, straight but with a hint of curl at times, the picture becomes more complete when viewed together with her full, tear drop 32DD breasts. Milky white, with edable nipples, au natural and wonderully set off with any top she wears. Knowing her best asset well, she has over the years become a master at exploiting them. Together with her long slender legs that seem to go forever until they reach her well groomed mound she turns heads wherever she goes. There are things about a natural blonde that can only fully be appreciated by those in the know. Her lips are full, pouting, her nose slightly angular with a hint of a chisled feel and dark eyebrows giving her a distinct french/spanish look even though she is of anglo saxon background. The voice that accompanies her personality is musical, firm, yet at times child like whenever she lets the princess within escape. It is this woman that I wish to see impaled on the end of a rather large, throbing dog cock.

Her attention to our neighbours dog is what gave root to my fantasy. The way she plays with him, throwing the saliva covered ball away from him so he runs after it like the obedient lad that he is. Her constant rubbing of his neck, ears and stomach, feeling the silky fur glide through her fingertips, followed by her ever so silent gasp as the result of her administrations are made apparent. I had to giggle when she first was aware of the growing weapon between his legs, the look on her face when she noticed the pinkness of his cock start to peek out from between his sheath. The look of concern as it started to get bigger. Yet did she stop rubbing his stomach? Not a chance. It was only when his cock started to nearly touch her arm that she pulled away with an awkward laugh, followed by an unconvincing reprimand.

Sometime later when I brought up the topic of her "adventure", she was quick to dismiss it. I ventured so far as to suggest it turned me on, and a part of me...the dark evil part....had wanted her to touch it. She gave me a confused look, like she hadn't heard me correctly. I strenghtened my position by announcing that there were a thousand web sites that catered for that kind of thing. She wanted to see, not believing such nonsense, but after a few minutes cruising the web, she was quiet taken back by the depravity of it all. I quickly backpeddled, covering my tracks by agreeing with her, yet dropping inuendos whenever possible. It was the twinkle in her eye that gave me hope.

Sometime later I got the courage to purchase online an addition to our dildo collection. I bought a dog shaped penis, saying quite innocently that it looked wierd and it might give her a different feeling. She was non the wiser and readily accepted our new toy into our love sessions. I still vividly remember the first time I brought it out, and had her seductivly spread her legs while on all fours. She loves to be f***** this way, and often I fantasize that a dog is doing it rather than me. With the rubber dog cock, the picture became even more vivid, especially as she was thrusting back on it, taking it fully, she whispered that she knew what it was, a dog penis shaped dildo, and if I was thinking about it being the neighbours dog cock instead. I couldn't lie, and said that I was pretending it was the neighbours dog thrusting into her. It was then that she orgasmed hard, one of those gut renching long drawn out ones that keep her rigid in position until the waves of pleasure subside enough for her to comfortably move.

I knew not to ruin the situation by pressing her on anything to do with the dog. I let it be, marinating in the knowledge that a huge breach had been traversed. A first step, and in my case, bigger than anything Armstrong managed. It was at this time that I started to formulate a possible strategy for my ultimate selfish goal. To make my darling wife a dog slut.

To be continued....that is if anyone wishes it

The Horst

:D Great story, good luck in making it happen!

I liked it. Be careful. She may want it more than you do, but will be shy and not want to lose any of your love and esteem. When a woman gets the idea implanted it will grow and blossom at the first opportunity. You and the dog are two different things. She must feel secure. It will be a great compliment from her to you when she takes that step.

Maybe next time get her interested in seeing how close the neighbor's dog looks like the imitation. But love her like crazy! You can both get what you want.

Thanks for the post. Intriguing. 10

Rose

Good story - thanks for posting, hope your fantasy can be developed for real, if so, tell us about it

Yes! Yes! By all means, continue ... is there more to the fantasy part ... or has the fantasy become a reality? How much we appreciate you sharing your story with us. Hershall

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

MORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRE

Thanks for the replies. I will keep it going when the wife has gone to sleep. I want to write my fantasy part, and then let her read it online to see if she puts two and two together. Oh the deprevation of it all!

The Horst

thankyou for posting and I hope u get this to become a reality. Would definately like to hear more ..a deserving 10 given

Let us all know how it works out with your wife. :drinks:

Very nice...! ! I like that you have refrained from forcing the issue. If she comes to it on her own, she and you will enjoy it much more. And it will be much safer for you, no chance of losing her because you forced her to do something that she really didn't want....

And by all means, let us know how you would like it to go, and maybe later, you can tell us how it actually goes....hope so...! ! !

Here's hoping that your fantasy becomes a reality some day. Thanks for sharing.

Yeah !! Please carry on

thats a good start and fantasy,good luck on the rest

How is it that once a man decides on something, he will move heaven and earth to get to his goal? Nothing will stand in his way, obstacles become a distraction, the bizzare becomes normal and things that once were sheer fantasy become a reality.....

And so it was with my fantasy, the fact that what I was dreaming about, was wanting and willing to happen with my every breath was complete depravity for my darling wife. To see her become the tool for my selfish sexual deprevation was my focus, but how to do it without loosing all? I felt like the gambler putting everything on the one throw of the dice knowing disaster was only a slip away. How was I going to direct her in the starring role of my minds performance?

I knew that she was aware that I had a dirty little fantasy to do with the neighbours dog. After a few sessions with the dog dildo, she got quite into it, even barking at one stage which I quickly put an end to. I didn't want her to be the dog, that was not appealing to me. She became quite brazen about it, teasing me whenever we saw the beast running around in the back yard next door. I believe she thought it was only a passing fad for me, like many others, and that if she humoured me with it, I would soon move onto some other sexual flavour of the month. Little did she know.......

It was when our neighbour had to go interstate for the week that a chance manifested itself. In the past the neighbour had asked us to look after her pets, a cat and the dog whenever she was away, and would reciprocate with our cat when we were gone. I couldn't contain myself when my wife mentioned to me between bites of her morning breakfast that she would be looking after the neighbours pets for the week and would I help her with walking the dog like I did the last time. It was all quite innocent, but over the next couple of days until our neighbour was leaving, I pumped my manhood feverishly trying to visualize various dirty scenarios. Deep down I knew nothing would really happen, I mean, to think that my wife would actually do anything which would involve an animal sexually was complete idiocy. How would I create a situation that I would be able to engage her in without a divorce pending? The reality is often sobering.

Still, I lived in hope. The night before our neighbour left, my wife went over to go through the list of little things to take care of as women are want to do. Water the plants, air out the rooms, feed the animals and so forth. When she got back, it was already late, and we headed off to bed as was our nightly routine, and go to sleep while some mindless tv program is playing in the background. This time though as I reached for the remote, she stopped me, saying she felt like a back rub, which is her way of saying she wants some. I rubbed her back some, tickling her spine, gently soothing her slim neck with my index fingers and thumbs while whispering how good she looked into her ear. Oh yes guys, this sort of administration does actually work, believe me! In no time we were in a tangle of lust, my engorged cock vigirously pushing the lips of her pussy apart to drive deep into her. We were both nearing orgasm, when she did something that surprised me completely, and under normal circumstances would have ruined the moment for me. She asked me to stop.

What really caught me off guard was the fact she asked me to use the dog cock dildo on her. Up until now, it was always me that had instigated this little fetish, but tonight she asked for it to be used on her. I quickly grabbed it from my bedside draw and started to gently tease her opening with it while she was lying on her back, legs spread apart and giving me an unsure smile. What was going through her mind I thought? I started to push the tip into her wet vagina, watching as the her outer lips started to wrap around the plastic shaft. For the second time she asked me to stop, saying in an unsure voice that she would rather I use it on her while she was on all fours.........like a bitch. Well, you could have knocked me over with a feather at this point! The look she gave me was one of complete distress, like she had just said the most stupid thing in the world, and I knew from past experiences that it was a look that needed reasurance from me. I told her to roll over, to spread her lets wide, and that she was wonderful and not to feel ashamed that she was getting into the role of my fantasy for me more. I used the tact that I understood that she was doing this to maybe please me at which she quickly agreed, a little to quick to sound completely genuine. She was now propped up on her elbows, head slightly resting on the pillow, her full breasts swaying heavily, with her legs bent wide apart giving me a wonderous view of her open pussy. I was mesmerised by how wet she was even knowing we had just nearly orgasmed moments before. I know that if she doesn't orgasm soon in our lovemaking, her pussy tends to dry up, yet looking at it now, it was dripping honey like some young virgin slut. Talking to her gently, I probed her mind just as I was starting to probe her slit with the end of the dog dildo. Was she enjoying the shape of it? "Yes" she answered.... a little breathlessly. I pushed it into her a little further, pulling back as she started to thrust back on it and asked her, if she like the girth of it, did it fill her up? "Oh yes" was her subdued reply. I pushed it in even further, letting her slide her pussy along the shaft and alowing her to administer herself along the length of the plastic dog shaped cock I was holding in my hands. To view her lips grabbing at the shaft, slick with her arousal was truly intoxicating. As her breathing became laboured and I knew she was approaching an orgasm, I asked her my final question........are you pretending the neighbours dog is fucking you? "f*** yessssss" she hissed at me, pushing back hard onto the latex pleasure pole, while I thrust the full length into her at the same time until it hit was nearly all the way in. Her orgasm was hard, violent, like nothing I had ever seen her do before. I spoke to her as she cum, saying how I wished it was a real dog cock and not just a fake one that was pounding her......how I wished I could see the dog sperm running out of her swollen cunt. She orgasmed again violently, again something I have never seen her do before and cried out whimpering for me to stop. I gently pulled the dildo from her pussy with an audible plop, the lips releasing their vice like suction with some misgiving. She collapsed onto the bed, noticably spent after two insatiable cums one on top of the other and curled up asking to be held. I knew she was going through a guilt trip, and proceeded to stroke her hair, holding her saying it was alright, that it was just a powerful sexual vision and nothing else, that she had reacted to the thought of fantasizing about a taboo subject, regardless of what it may have been. This seemed to calm her down a bit, but she did express a little anxiety at having to look after the neighbours pets after our sexual incident. I told her that if she was unsure, I would go over and do what was needed. As she lay there starting to fall asleep, I thought about what had just transpired, the full effect of it hitting home to me. It didn't even bother me that I had not cum, knowing that the vision of what I had just seen would fuel many a tug.

Another chapter had opened in my fantasy, one that I would have to play very carefully with as my wife was on a knifes edge with her mental ability to deal with the reality that she had cum fantasizing about being f***** by a dog. The next few days would be critical and if I said the wrong thing, or made her feel dirty and cheapen the experience we had, I would soon shelve the whole depraved idea for good. I would have to tread very carefully, yet one thing I did not have was a lot of time. My neighbour would be away for a week and then that window of opportunity would close for however long.

Still, tomorrow is another day, and I was already plotting my next move.......

Continue???

The Horst

DEFINATELY CONTINUE!!!!!!......this story is just getting hotter and hotter.....thankyou