She thought of the blonde in the video and felt a strange psychic bond with her. It almost seemed as if they knew each other. We’re sisters now, she thought to herself happily. You and I, we’ve done something few women have ever done, a lot may have thought of it but we did it. We’ve both been knotted by a dog. Anybody may call us disgusting or perverted, but we know what they’re missing. Who cares what others think, this is our business, yours and mine my beautiful sister. If it weren’t for you and that video, I’d never be doing this, thank you, thank you so much.
As she and the dog were coupled together she felt her orgasm increasing in intensity as Casey continued to flood her reproductive system with cum. She could feel the warm liquid trickling down her thighs and her belly. Though largely motionless, every once in a while Casey would give another hard thrust, almost as if he wanted to go in deeper. There was a strange feeling as the head of his cock pressed against her cervix. It was all overwhelming and confusing; a mixture of pleasure with pain, ecstasy with fear, uncertainty with satisfaction.
Her orgasm lasted as long as the dog was in her and cumming and she now realized that’s one of the things that made canine sex special. Casey didn’t cum in a couple of quick spurts, he came over a period of minutes and was in no hurry to pull out. It was a mutual orgasm taken to the extreme. The only drawback was she wanted to kiss someone, to feel someone caressing her body softly and gently as she orgasmed and to be able to return the loving strokes.
Again, her mind returned to the blonde. She imagined what it would be like to be with her, to take turns being fucked by some large insatiable hound, each comforting the other, providing the missing human touch. She imagined she could taste Blondie’s tongue, feel her nose against her cheek, and her hair in her face as they kissed passionately while the dog screwed them. These fantasy thoughts intensified her almost crippling orgasm. She knelt there helpless, fingers and toes curled under, teeth clinched, tears oozing out of her closed eyes, breathing in short shallow panting breaths, feeling the muscles of her stomach, ass, and thighs tightening and releasing rhythmically. It was almost as if her vagina was trying to squeeze every drop of cum from Casey’s cock.
Then she felt Casey give a strange shimmy, sending a sensuous vibration through her followed by the delectable pain as his knot slipped out past her stretched pussy lips. It was over. As cock slid out, she felt the warmth of his cum as it dribbled down her thighs. Too spent to move, she stayed in her position trying to catch her breath. Then she felt Casey’s tongue as he began licking her again. It was the perfect way to end their little tryst, prolonging her feelings of ecstasy a little longer.
Finally, as Casey walked away, she knew it was over. It was just as well, she didn’t know if she could have survived any more of it without having a heart attack. She flopped over on her side and lay there for a few moments resting. Casey came over and she reached up lazily and began to pet him. He leaned down and began to lick her face. It didn’t matter to her that this same tongue had been just licking her cum smeared pussy, she took it as a sign of affection, that the dog considered her a good fuck and that pleased her, since she’d considered him a great fuck.
Eventually she got weakly up on her feet and let him out of the bathroom. Slipping into her slacks, she went out and let him go out into the yard while she took a quick shower and cleaned up the bathroom. When she finished she let him back in and then left for home. Thinking about what she had as she drove alone, she became aroused once more, but this time wanted human contact. She wished she was going to meet Blondie, who she now thought of as a close friend.
She thought of the woman’s pretty face, her nice shapely build, and her lovely countenance. Damn it, Blondie, she thought to herself, why can’t you be real? Why can’t we share this experience? I owe you so much for awakening my interest in this and I can’t repay you. I love you, my sister, but you’ll never get to know how grateful I am. Since Blondie was unavailable, she decided her husband would have to do.
She met him at the door that night when he returned home, literally throwing herself into his arms. She kissed him hungrily, greedily, as she ground herself against him, feeling his now erect penis though the material of his clothing as it pressed against her lower belly. She half dragged him into the bedroom, quickly disrobing. Once she was naked, she helped him finish undressing, then laid down on the bed, knees bent and spread wide, anxious with anticipation. When he climbed on top of her she guided his throbbing cock to her waiting cunt lips, sobbing out loudly as she felt his stiff prick force its way into her. Gyrating wildly as he began thrusting in and out of her, her hands continuously roamed over his body, stroking and caressing every part of him she could reach.
Her mouth kissed, licked, and nibbled through the whole thing, making for what was lacking in her earlier sexual experience with Casey. Finally, when she felt his cock spurting a load of cum into her, she relaxed, happily satisfied as they cuddled together.
The dog fucking her had been the wildest physical sensation of her life, but her husband had provided something Casey never could, that precious touch of human affection. She thought to herself it was a shame the two couldn’t be combined somehow. She thought of the Greek god Pan, half goat and half human, and decided the Greeks had been onto something there.
Her husband never questioned why when he’d come home his wife had turned somehow into madly affectionate sexual wildcat, who had come as close it outright raping him as a female can. All he knew was he was grateful for it and it was repeated every once in a while but he never noticed it only happened when her brother was out of town and Tina went over to take care of his dog.