"I should confess that I'd been fingering myself just before I got ready to bathe, and I guess I was awfully wet and warm. Because Victor came up behind me while my head and shoulders were under the bed, and he stuck his nose in my crotch.
"Well, I hit my head when that cold nose startled me! Then I started to back out of there. But Victor had begun to whine and lick at my pussy, and my joints just started to turn to water… I wanted him to go on and on with what he was doing!
"Phyllis, I'd never had anyone… any live creature at all… to caress me like that. All my sex has had to be solo; sure, I had my fantasies – what woman doesn't dream about perfection? But this was so exquisite that I could have died with joy.
"I slowly backed out from under the bed, being careful not to discourage him. But I wanted to be less confined so l could enjoy every moment to the fullest! Well, he let me back him off far enough to get my head clear without his losing interest, so I just stayed in the same position.
"That tongue of his was really getting around in my twat, and I came a couple of times – mildly but enjoyable – before he had to stop, perhaps to rest his tongue; I don't know.
"I turned around to look back at him, and he was licking the end of his cock. It stuck out of its sheath, red and swollen, and I realized for the first time that he had not been just showing his mistress affection; he was sexually mature, and my wet cunt had made him excited!
"It came to me in a flash, as I watched him trying to soothe the itch and excitement of his sex urge it was so new to him that I'm sure he didn't yet quite know how to relieve himself that he could not find a mate of his own kind very easily. "You see, as luck would have it, there are only male dogs on all the nearby farms; Victor would have to cover several miles on foot to reach the nearest bitch… that German Shepherd at the Kline farm. And it seemed to me that I had the opportunity to satisfy both Victor and myself.
"I've had no one else since my father died; to talk to or to get meals for or anything. Victor has been wonderful company. And when I saw that we could be even more to each other, I jumped at the chance.
"I reached back and slipped my fingers under his nose as he was licking himself. I started to work his sheath back and forth over his cock, and he whined as I did, but he stopped his licking and stood there panting. The red part of his cock stuck out more and more, and then his ass began to move; he was humping into my hand and drooling his excitement.
"I stopped suddenly and resumed my head down position; reaching behind me, I patted my back and told him to 'come' while I wiggled my upturned ass at the same time. He must have found the rest of his instinct, or else he's exceptionally smart, because he mounted me right away.
"It took him a few tries to get it in me, and I want to tell you, Phyllis, that cock of his can hurt if he jabs you in the wrong places! But I was so excited that nothing could have discouraged me at that moment.
"When he got it in me, I was surprised at how big it was; I'd taken it for granted that a dog would have a smaller cock than a man. Well, it was a good thing I'd stretched myself over the years with various things I used to masturbate; his cock really filled me up, and that fuzzy sheath was bunched up in the mouth of my pussy, tickling and teasing it as he started to fuck me."
"Oh, Jesus!" Phyllis cried, pressing her hand into her crotch as she squeezed her thighs together. "I'm creaming my panties just thinking about it!"
"I'm sorry, dear," Mary Margaret said. "I hadn't intended to tease you with the story. Come on; let's see if Victor won't take care of that cream for you." She motioned Phyllis to get out of her chair. "Take off your clothes and get on your hands and knees. "
Phyllis needed no second invitation. She was stopped in seconds, and as she got down on the rug at Mary Margaret's direction, her moist pussy near the dog's nose, the Great Dame whined, lifted his head, then quickly got up and put his nose into the wet hairs of Phyllis' crotch.
He sniffed loudly, whined again, then licked up into the slit of her cunt. Phyllis whimpered happily and tilted her ass more to offer him better access to her snatch. His tongue lapped up the juice, its tip curling around the stiff bud of her clit and making her cry out with joy.
His snuffling, whining sounds continued as he ate her cunt with obvious excitement. Looking back through her legs, Phyllis could see the dog's underbelly in a three-quarter new. The red, conical tip of his prick curved out of its sheath, and she thought she saw a drop of his pearly semen glistening there.
Suddenly she wanted that dog prick inside her more than anything; even more than she wanted him to go on licking her clit and her swollen cuntlips.
"Oh, get him on me… please!" she begged, wiggling her ass in lustful impatience.
Mary Margaret reached down and patted Phyllis on the back and spoke to the dog.
"Come, Victor!"
Victor mounted her. Phyllis felt Mary Margaret's fingers at her cunt; the woman guided the dog's cock into the right spot with one hand as she held the inner lips of the cunt parted with the fingers of her other hand. Phyllis felt the red meat slide inside, to fill her cunt completely.
"Oh, that feels good!" she cried. "Fuck me, Victor! Ooh-h-h! That fuzzy tickling!"
"Now, don't panic, dear," Mary Margaret told her. "But it's likely that he may get his knot expanded just inside your vagina. It'll hurt a little at first, but don't fight it. If you make him panic, he could try to get away and hurt both of you. You have to wait until he's come for the third time before the swelling goes down; then you can get away."
"That must be… how they get… hung up… dogs, I mean." Phyllis was gasping and moaning now as she felt the sliding cock begin to enlarge at its base. The flesh expanded and filled her vestibule; she thought her cunt was going to be tom apart. Then it swelled no more and she decided that she could take the discomfort as long as his cock continued to wiggle hotly inside her tunnel.
The short hair on the animal was frictioning her cuntlips in a steady vibration, and she was ready to lose her mind with bliss. Then she felt a hot spurt as the dog spouted his sperm. It was so much warmer than her own body temperature that she thought for a moment it was scalding her innards.
But then she began to come. She moaned and went rigid as the ecstatic spasms shook her. The dog humped into her even harder, the tip of his prick probing her walls fiercely as he continued to Luck her, his front legs pulling her to him powerfully by her hips. He shot into her another time, his heated semen like wet rockets bursting in her depths. She whimpered, her body trembling in the final convulsions of her climax; his second load was a stimulus almost too great for her.
He kept fucking into her with desperate humps, and Phyllis felt as though she might pass out at any moment, so lightheaded had she become from the effects of her orgasm and the continued fucking.
Then Victor released his last barrage. He grunted and whined as the fluid spurted into her, and Phyllis felt another climax grabbing at her cunt. She began to stiffen and jerk all over, and her breath came out in sobs of ecstasy.
Darkness closed in on her, and when she revived from her blissful state, she was lying on her side on the rug. Mary Margaret was kneeling beside her, and Victor sat across the room, licking his well-used prick.
"My God, what a wild fuck!" Phyllis gasped. "I don't know how often I'd be able to take it, though. How often do you let him in you?"
"Whenever I need it," Mary Margaret replied; she did not feel constrained to tell everything.
"Well, it was quite an experience!" Phyllis confessed. "I'm grateful. If I can do anything for you…"
"As a matter of fact, you might," said her hostess. "Men seem to know more about dogs than women, and I'd like your husband's advice about something… an operation I read about, for dogs. Could you have him drop over when he has time to read the information in my book and tell me what he thinks?"