I chuckled to myself thinking he probably would have no interest at all. He was a 2 yr old Blue Heeler and had not been fixed. As I was looking at it I knew my dog was on his bed in the other room. I had pulled my fingers from my pussy and were looking at them. That woman who had the fantasy seemed so turned on by the idea and the woman in the story loved it so much she only wanted that kind of sex. Sure I had seen my dogs cock when he was licking it and I had seen dogs fucking before, but sex between me and a dog had never crossed my mind. Some pretty wild but I will be honest I had never even considered bestiality. Now I have had lots of kinky sex in my life. There was one other in the house with me. My son was away at school and my daughter was spending the weekend with a friend. After I was done I wondered if I did that because I was horny from ovulating or did I get off to the idea of having sex with a dog? I was alone in the house today. I was very slick and wet and I read the good parts again and shuddered with my second orgasm of the day. My hand was under the tshirt and I was rubbing away.
While I had been reading the story I hadn’t noticed that I had also been playing with my pussy. I shook my head and thought that the sex with a dog must be very special for someone to consider that move. At the end of the story she said that she has sex with her dog all the time now and she could easily give up sex with humans. She described the experience in nice detail explaing how different sex with a canine was from sex with a human. I spent the next 30 min or so reading it and re-reading it. Reading about that woman’s fantasy on that other site got me curious so I opened the story. I went down the list and saw a highly rated one. I always like reading the top rated ones or some new ones. I surfed around for a little while and stopped by an erotic story site. You could almost feel the desire she had for it. Her response was well written and seemed very sincere. Of course I knew this was a fantasy of some and also a reality for others. I got to one a young married woman had posted and her fantasy was to have sex with a dog. A few people had started to respond and I read them. A question was asked to the group about your deepest darkest fantasy. There were groups I belonged to that were based on different themes. I loved to read the comments and messages from admirers. I went to a photo sharing site where I had posted some pics of myself, some clothed and some naked. I got something to eat and drink and then decided to get on the computer in my home office. After I dried off I decided to be lazy today and I put one of my son’s big t-shirts on and nothing else. I recovered and finished washing my hair and got out of the shower. I came hard and my knees got a little shaky. I gave into my orgasm in the shower and had to let go of my boob to steady myself against the wall. I felt the familiar fluttering down below. Playing with that and pulling on a nipple was going to get me off quickly. I found my clit which was big and swollen. I guess it was lubricating itself in anticipation of getting fucked.
Whenever this happened I got super horny and my pussy started to discharge this slick stuff. Today and tomorrow I would be at my most fertile. It was the time of the month for me to ovulate. I thought about what date it was and I knew then what was going on. It was sticky and slick at the same time and there was a lot of it. I was slick on the outside from the soap but also on the inside from something my pussy was producing. Pushing inside with two it felt hot and tight. My fingers parted my lips and found my hole. I was very aroused and I could not put my finger on why. My hand found what it was seeking, my swollen labia. I always kept myself perfectly smooth either by shaving or waxing. As my right hand played with a hard nipple my left hand worked it’s way down lower. I ran my hands over them, across the brown tips of them making my nipples perk up and get hard. Young men and old men would stare at them. Of course I like to show them off in low cut tops and dresses and I even went braless sometimes. My breasts got me a lot of attention I admit. I soaped up and enjoyed the slick smoothness of my skin. I slipped into the shower and enjoyed the warm spray. They made running difficult sometimes but I was still glad I had them. They did sag at all but you could tell they were heavy. When I was pregnant with my daughter they had ballooned up to 36D and just stayed that way. The only thing that was a little out of place were my boobs. Stomach was flat even though I had two kids. My ass too was high and tight from years of running.
I dropped the robe I was wearing and looked myself over in the mirror. I was in my bathroom about to get in the shower. At 41 I took pride in keeping myself in shape. It was late on a Saturday morning and I was feeling restless.