Author's Note 1:These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect.
I am only human after all. Author's Note 2:Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read "The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-104". *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them.
Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… I finally did it.
I adopted a dog! I know my landlord doesn't allow animals and keeping a dog hidden will be difficult, but I've been fantasizing about owning a dog for ages and I just couldn't take it anymore. If my landlord finds out about Spots—that's my baby's name—I guess I will just have to move. But for now, all that matters is that I finally own a dog. I've always hated shopping, so instead of spending weeks researching the best breed for what I had planned for my new pet, I spent a few hours riffling through Kijiji ads—for those of you who are unfamiliar with Kijiji, it's basically the Canadian version of Craigslist.
It didn't take long before I found the perfect dog for me. He was a full-grown, perfectly-trained Dalmatian by the name of Spots. The couple it belonged to had just split up and neither of them wanted him as he was a constant reminder of what they had lost. They didn't say it in those exact words, but that was the vibe I got.
To be perfectly honest, I couldn't care less. All that mattered was convincing them I was suited to become Spots' new master. I was as truthful as I could, though I had to conceal the fact I planned on letting Spots take my bestial virginity.
I admitted I had never owned a dog, but explained I grew up on redhead lesbian gets anal strap on cock small farm and knew how to tend to animals. I also assured them I had done the necessary research, though I never admitted said research had been done to quench my thirst for bestiality.
I must have been quite convincing, because they agreed to let Spots come home with me that very day. I had planned on taking a few days to prepare the apartment for his arrival, but I wasn't about to pass up such an opportunity. After thanking the former couple and promising to take good care of Spots, my new pet and I were on our way. Because dogs are not allowed on the subway, I was forced to walk all the way home.
Thankfully, it was a relatively warm day—for Quebec, that means it was only a few degrees below zero—and watching Spots try to run after every squirrel or bird he saw was quite amusing. Thankfully, his former owners had also given me a leash and I was able to keep Spots in check. Spots was very friendly, but I could tell he was nervous. This was no doubt his first time away from yavsak kocasi sikememis yarak bakiniyor yanan amina masters in quite some time and he was probably wondering who I was and why I was walking him farther and farther away from his now former masters.
Thankfully, the long walk we shared through the city gave us time to get to know each other. I would clearly take some time before he got accustomed to his new life, but I could tell the two of us would soon become fast friends—and hopefully a little more. My roommates love animals, especially the one that owns a parrot and a rat.
I could tell she was a little annoyed I had not discussed the matter with her, but she had done the very same thing when deciding to adopt her two animal companions. Plus, this new animal in the apartment would no doubt keep her parrot confined to her room and thus keep him from pooping all over the place. As long as the landlord didn't find out I had broken his "no pets" rule, my life would be perfect.
I gave Spots a few days to get accustomed to his new life. He quickly got acclimated to his new surroundings and eventually learned to accept me as his new master. On the third night, the long-awaited moment finally arrived. My roommates were out for the evening and I was now confident Spots was comfortable enough in his new surroundings to allow me to take our relationship to the next level.
My heart was racing madly as I led the studly canine to my bedroom. Though my roommates were not scheduled to return for many hours, I locked the door just in case. The last thing I wanted was one of them walking in on me while I took my first taste of bestiality.
Spots hopped onto the bed and stood there, tail wagging in excitement and tongue hanging out the corner of his mouth. The sight was too comical for me to resist and I started laughing. It only took a few chuckles before the stress faded from my body.
Unfortunately, it returned just as quickly when I removed my clothes and, now full yanked, joined the beautiful canine on the bed. I ran a hand across hit head and upper back, hoping the softness of his fur would have a soothing effect on me. It didn't. I had been fantasizing about this moment for years and now that it was here, I was terrified. Could I really go through with this? Not only was bestiality illegal—at least in Canada—but if people found out, my life would be over.
Not to mention I was—and still am—a lesbian. The thought of a man's hands all over my body repulsed me—sorry guys—yet the thought of a studly canine's tongue doing the same made me tingle all over the place.
Did that mean I wasn't really gay? Or did it make me bisexual? Is having sex with an animal even considered a sexual orientation? These and many more questions bounced around my skull, making me doubt whether or not I was doing the right thing. But deep down, I knew I couldn't back down now. I had taken all the necessary steps to make this happen and the time had finally come for me to expand my sexual repertoire.
Still, I was terrified. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Then another. And another. By the time my eyes fluttered open, my racing heart had slowed. I was now convinced I was doing the right thing. But all that willingness and determination faded as soon as I noticed a major change in my surroundings. My shoulders slumped and despair washed over me when I found Spots with a raging hard-on.
Not only was every last inch of his crimson member now available for viewing, but it was also hard as rock. And huge. I was stunned by how massive it was—at least by Dalmatian standers, who are not exactly known for being well-endowed. It took a second before I realized what this meant.
I was fantasizing. It was the only logical explanation to the sudden arrival of the animal's member, as well as its alluring appearance. My first response was disappointment. Moments after making the conscious decision to take the plunge into the warm waters of bestiality, my mind had forced me to revert to a fantasy.
Desperate to get back to the real world, I gently flithy sexy japanese fellatio hardcore and blowjob a fold of skin between my thumb and index.
I was about to squeeze when something occurred to me. I wasn't in a hurry. My roommates were not scheduled to return for another few hours.
Not to mention the fact that enjoying one final fantasy would help prepare me for the real thing. I was a little disappointed that my first taste of bestiality would have to wait, but I knew it would be better this way.
I considered taking things slow, but instead chose to enjoy this fantasy to the fullest. I could take my time when I actually had my first bestial experience.
Leaping forward, I tackled Spots to the mattress. He yelped in surprised, but quickly recovered when I wrapped my lips around his member. I had fantasized about studly canines countless times before, yet never had it felt this real. Perhaps it was because I knew I was only moments away from actually sucking an animal's member. Or perhaps it was because of the intense heat emanating from the rock-hard member. Then again, it could have been the way the tip tickled my uvula as I began bobbing my head up and down.
I sucked it long and hard. I tried deep-throating it a few times, but each attempt ended in a coughing fit. I was a little surprised by this, but eventually accepted the fact this fantasy was far more realistic than any of my previous ones.
That only helped make it that much more intense. Spots just lay there as I sucked his cock. He stared at me amazing nice looking pretty teenie homemade and hardcore, as if asking "what are you doing?" But I could tell he loved the way I used pretty teen jennifer jacobs gets humped and facialized lips and tongue to massage his member.
This theory was soon proven correct when his body began to tremble and his spear jerked around in my mouth. Like every other element of this fantasy, the semen that squirted into my mouth felt real. Unlike the sweet, massive shots I describe in my stories, the squirts were small and the taste overpowering.
From what I heard about cum, it's supposed to be salty. But Spot's jizz only had a faint saltiness taste to it.
The main flavor was spiciness. It was unlike anything I had ever tasted and my first reaction was to gag. But then my taste buds grew accustomed to the surprisingly tasty semen. My next dilemma was whether or not to swallow it. Before I could make up my mind, the final squirt oozed from the member and it slipped out of my mouth. All I was left with was a mouthful of cum and an overpowering desire to swallow it. Giving in to it, I let the spicy nectar flow down my throat. The taste stayed with me long after the final drop was gone, but I barely even noticed.
Sucking Spot's cock had turned me on beyond all previous limits and I now craved the feel of his member inside me. Unfortunately, this fantasy was incredibly realistic and getting the canine aroused again took more than a few licks to the tip of the animal's now almost completely sheathed spear.
It took a few minutes and a lot of hard work, but my studly lover finally had another raging hard-on. As soon as I was confident he was ready, I got to my hands and kneed and peered back at my lover over my shoulder.
He just stood there, staring at me. "Fuck me!" I begged in a sensual voice. But this was no mere fantasy; it was the most realistic daydream of my entire life and it takes months—if not years—to train dogs. As aroused as he clearly was, Spots didn't understand what was expected of him. I sighed. This was good practice for when I actually had sex with Spots—the real Spots—but it was quite infuriating to have to work this hard just for a fantasy.
But the arousal coursing through my veins was real and it eventually convinced me to take matters into my own hands. I shuffled back until I had the animal trapped between my legs and the wall. I then tapped my ass, hoping it would be enough to convince him to mount me.
It wasn't. I had to contort my body and reach back until I could grab hold of his member. Squeezing it tightly, I pulled the animal forward.
Finally, he understood what I was trying to accomplish and mounted me. I instantly released his cock. "Yes!" I exclaimed victoriously as the tip of the spear made contact with my labia.
I expected the shaft to slide into me at any moment, but Spots was so inexperienced he missed my slit over half a dozen times before I finally got tired of waiting and reached back. Grabbing the animal's cock, I guided it to my pussy and refused to rest until half of it was inside me. Only then did I finally release it. Spots was done messing around.
Pulling back a few inches, he jerked forward with all his might, forcing every last inch—including his massive knot—into me. "Fuck!" I yelled in a mixture of surprise, pain and arousal. The surprised was a result of the sudden and oversized penetration.
The pain came from the large knot stretching me out big ass katya rodriguez gets creampie after doggystyle sex all previous limits. The arousal was due to the knowledge that I now had every last inch of my studly lover's cock inside me.
I was so full I could barely breathe. My eyes were wide with shock and tears threatened to story jilbab hot java hihi them at any second. Thankfully, the arousal that coursed through my veins kept that from happening. Still, I remained frozen in a semi prettified state for a few seconds before my lover began savagely pounding me. I had fantasized about canine bestiality countless times before, english school xxx story ghiral 18 yer never before had it felt this intense.
The animal's knot kept the member from sliding out of me, yet still gave him enough leeway to pound the living shit out of me. The rock-hard spear darted back and forth within me, making me wetter than ever before. Then the moans came. Since this was a fantasy, I knew there was no reason to keep my blissful cries contained.
So I moaned at the top of my lungs as Spots rode me like I had never been ridden. My arousal level continued to rise, making every new second more intense than the last. The more time passed, the closer I got to climax.
Before I could even realize what was happening, my body bean to tremble. "FUCK!" I shrieked, my climactic moan stretching on for ages. The orgasm that shook my body was so intense I eventually lost all track of time. I also lost touch with reality for a while. I could no longer tell if I was squirting. I couldn't even tell whether or not Spots was still pounding me.
All I know for sure is that I had never come so hard and every inch of my body was trembling from exhaustion. At one point I remember my lover's hot semen filling me up. I also recall his knot popping out of me a few times.
But no matter how hard I try, I cannot remember the exact moment it left me for the final time. It felt like one second I was being savagely pounded and the next I was sprawled across the bed, panting madly. It took forever before I managed lesbian teenie experiences with anal toys lesbians erotica catch my breath. I expected my fantasy to have ended, but when I opened my eyes, I realized nothing had changed. Spots lay next to me, zealously licking his cock clean.
The semen that had only recently shot out of it still filled me, bringing a previously unknown warmth to my body. What little cum had escaped my slit not clung to my thighs. I knew it was only a matter of time before the fantasy came to an end, so I simply sat there and waited for reality to return. But no matter how long I waited, the fantasy remained.
A spark of doubt suddenly ignited within me. Heart now racing madly, I pinched myself, hoping it would be enough to put an end to the fantasy.
It wasn't. Nor were the slaps I gave myself. It took a while before I realized what that meant. "Oh my god!" I gasped when it finally dawned on me why the fantasy had felt so realistic. It wasn't a fantasy! I remained frozen in shock for a second before the implications of such a revelation were revealed. If what I had just experienced as real, it meant I had just had my first taste of bestiality.
After all those years of fantasizing, I had finally done it; I had sex with a dog! I didn't know how to react.
Should I be freaked out or ecstatic? Angry or giddy?
Disappointed or happier than ever before? It took a while, but a smile eventually curled my lips. And just like that, I started to laugh. All the stress that had amassed within me over the years was gone.
I had finally lost my bestial virginity and nothing else matter. "Thank you," I said as my gaze landed on Spots. He was still licking his cock and didn't seem interested in my gratitude. Thankfully, he had something far better to offer me. His cock! *** Author's Note: As much as I have enjoyed bringing my fantasies to life for the past two years, writing and formatting them has taken a lot of my time.
Because of this, I have decided to put an end to the "Barbie Lez Fantasies" series and instead focus on other ventures. Please to not be alarmed as I will continue to publish my short stories and series on a regular basis. Have a horny day, Barbie Lez