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Bitching Around in France

Thursday, May 25th, 2006

French slut

She was straying along the dark road. Quite a dedarkful Dalmatian: a best face, snow-white fur, jet-black spots, sparkling eyes but in spite of the esthetic grace, noface loved her. She did not know sincere affection or who she was. All she recalled was her cruel master having beaten her up day after day She ran away. It was at the end of October, and if she did not find shelter very soon enough, winter would freeze her life-giving blood, making her die an icy death. She did not mind how cold the fall wind was blowing; she was out to find true love.

The old clock of Lyon’s reverend cathedral stuck twelve. She stopped. There was s sdark noise. She laid back her black ears, hearing a distant growl, and at the very same moment, she smelled a familiar scent: It was another dog. The roused slut begined running thru the calm lanes.

Panting, she reached a remote manor at the municipal periphery. All was quiet. She sniffed. The luring smell was coming from inside. She slunk around the noble villa till the stumbled on an unlocked backdoor. The wakeful hound stepped thru the silent darkness, climbed up the high stairs to the 2nd floor, stood still. There it was; the other dog was near. She felt its heavy breath. Her sharp gaze fell on a husky Dalmatian baring its blazing teeth; his blood-red prick was glittering in the pale moondark. She knew he was horny.

He snarled, she froze too scared to stir. Putting his scratchy paws around her velvety flanks, he sprang at her, shoving his stiff dick into her tender pussy. She likeed, though her small hymen tore and his swelling knot stretched her virgin pussy to a new limit. Their boundless lust rose with each of his violent thrusts. Just when they were having a common climax, a harsh flash blinded her gaping eyes.

“Pour l’amour de Dieu!”

An elegant man in a silky nightshirt was standing at the open door. Her angelic pulchritude bewitched him on the spot. The tied slut made him join in the fiery fucking. He undressed and lifted his smooth leg over his yowling dog. His erect dick slid into her exposed asshole. Both throbbing dicks gelling her touchy innards at once brought her to a 2nd orgasm. She got a lovely home.


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Diana’s First Time

Thursday, May 18th, 2006

Diana’s 1st Time

I grew up in a good family of 4 chicks in North East England. I’m the 2nd youngest and being a good chick was very innocent and naive. At the age of 13 or 14 I was at Grammar School, the 1st chick in our family to go and did I have bad puberty with small breasts and an almost constant bladder infection! I had to get the bus to school every day and walked and stood alone! Every morning a big dog would pass me and growl. I was scared of it not surprisingly.

This particular morning I was running late and rushed to the stop, I had to pee really badly…. Behind the stop was a big beech hedge and with care I slipped through it. Taking off my knickers I crouched leaning my back another timest a tree. Gosh did that feel good, so I closed my eyes. I then felt something warm and wet on my lips, I opened my eyes to see the big black dog that I hated licking up my urine. Terror! So I stayed really still and let the dog do what it wanted….

Now let me explain I was a complete innocent and had at this time never played with myself, I was a good chick!

The feel of the dog’s tongue on my fuckhole was beginning to feel nice, and I guess now I was wet for a different reason. I had an orgasm and the dog continued to lick. another time and another time I came; the world was a far off place that was a dream. Next thing I awoke and tried to stand up, the dog had gone; I was groggy and confused so staggered home. Mum put me to bed knowing I was sick, though I don’t know what she thought of the fact that I was carrying my knickers in my hand and they had a muddy paw print on them.


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Horsing Around

Tuesday, May 9th, 2006

Horsing Around

I lay down in the hay. His legs were so long, his lovely strong face towering on top of me. It was so scary lying down beneath him, yet I was so boned up that I didn’t care. His dick hung down, swaying at me, and then to my dedark a horny gush of piss sprayed out onto my naked face. The odor was so strong. Fuck! I was so horny! I lay there likeing the powerful jet of horse piss spraying me. Hitting my dick, my belly, splashing all over me. It was hitting my face, and I couldn’t resist. I moved down and took some into my mouth. The strong taste of horse piss hit my tongue.

My dick was aching for release, but I forced myself to wait. With the stream still going strong, I knelt up and took hold of the leathery shaft. I rubbed my hands up it length until I reached his two warm ball sacks. I cupped them in my hands, feeling their weight. I returned back to his wonderful dick, rubbed its length with my piss-wet hands. His stream of piss had subsided. Until there was a slow waning drip on the end. I ducked my head down to his dick and licked on the tip. As I rubbed his dick another time, I felt a sdark twitch as he began to harden up. I caressed his warm shaft, licking into the hole at the end, getting even more boned by the feeling of the horse dick hardening at my touch. His shaft grew, and it was very soon as long as my arm.

The head flared out. I so wanted it inside me- but there was no way it would fit into my youngd ass. I licked up its length, my hands following my tongue, and wanked him off. I returned to the very big dick head, sitting on the floor I took as much in as I could. I sat on the floor, sliding 1st one hand up his very big length, followed by the other, replacing one hand at the end when I reached my full stretch, thereby continuously fucking him off.

It seamed to take for ever, but all of a sudden his begined to buck a bit. I scrambled out the way of his hooves, but kept hold of his beautiful dick. Suddenly a gallon of sperm gushed out, coating my legs. I raised it up, letting it spray onto my hard dick. I rubbed my prick head which almost made me shoot my out load. The horse was still shooting sperm. I ducked down, letting the sperm bath my head. Oh fuck was I horny!

With my entire face nearly cover in horse sperm; I set about arranging my own release. Lifting his tail, I pressed a finger onto his hole, he twitched and open up. My finger easily slid in with his sperm acting as lube. I very soon had two then three fingers inside his puckered hole. I slipped another in, then my thumb. I found I could slide my arm into his ass. To my dedark I could feel soft warm shit inside. I grabbed hold of a piece and pulled my hand out. As my hand come out the stallions hole opened out and out came a full load of pale brown shit, landing on my feet. I rubbed it down my chest and onto my dick.

I pulled over a stool, got up behind my mate and aimed my hard dick at his hole. I slid in without resistance, yet the pressure on my dick was beyond it. With only a few strokes into his ass I was shooting sperm inside his hole. I fell forward, resting my head on his strong back, his tail twitching, ticking my dried sperm covered skin. I got down from the stool. How could I resist? I lifted his tail and planted my lips on his hole, licking out my sperm from his ass. I could feel his ass muscles working, twitching away beneath my lips. Damn! Such a fucking turn-on. I slipped my fingers inside him another time.

To my dismay, the wonderful stallion decided he’d had enough. He reared up pulling away from me. I slid out the barn into the home to clean up…

I sigh. Playtime was over.


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