Beastiality

To start this story off I am going to tell you about myself first. I am 35 years old and have a good physical body as I do heavy construction. I weigh about 220 pounds with very large arms and a broad chest, blonde wavy hair and most times I have a smile.

I live in a trailer because I move about from city to city and sometimes it is hard to find lodging. I also have a male rottweiler dog that weighed 90 lb. the last time I had him to the Vet for his shots. His name was Rotty and I had gotten him out of a dog pound because my trailer had been broken into and I lost a lot of things.

I had just moved here and found a place where I could park my trailer and after getting everything in place I went to a bar a few blocks way for a beer. Read the rest of this entry »

I am 53 years old woman and divorced for fifteen years from a man that I loved but couldn’t stop fucking around on. He always wanted more sex than I gave him and yet I had to go out and get strange men to screw. My shrink told me it was my insecurity with myself that made me do that but in the meantime my great husband left me, remarried, and was very happy. About a year ago his wife died unexpectedly and I went from Arizona to Washington DC to the funeral and to tell him how sad I was for him. What I hoped down deep was to renew our relationship. He invited me and our children to stay at his huge house during the funeral time and when the kids left, I made an excuse to go see someone I knew not to far from him and asked if I could stay with him for a few days when I got back from my friends and before my flight back to Phoenix.

I put a full court press on him to get him to want me to stay with him. Although he was still very sad from what had happened, he had not had any sex in a while and he was horny. I was really counting on this. We had a few drinks about noon time and to cut to the chase, I was giving him the best blow job I knew how, soon after our third drink. I know he loved getting sucked and so I wouldn’t let his cock get out of my mouth. He ended up cumming again, before I let go and I was pretty sure I had got to him. He asked me to stay for a few more days and he agreed to pay for any extra my delay might cost.

He did lay down a few ground rules for my stay. He might want to call a few of his men friends over for some drinks and I was to be the entertainment. I didn’t let on how turned on this made me but reluctantly agreed to his terms. Also, he wanted me to take on three men at a time, meaning that I would be taking a cock up my ass as well as sucking and fucking. When we were married that was a no-no for me. We tried it and it hurt. He told me I had no choice and he would help loosen me up. After giving me an enema to clean me out, he got a nice smelling lotion and put it all over my ass and his hands and tried one, then two, then three fingers in and out of my ass. He then put in four fingers and was opening me so that he could almost put his whole hand up my bottom. I guess I had gotten loose in my old age and I didn’t mind what he was doing. In fact, I was getting hot and started to rub my clit as he fingered my backside and I had a nice quiet orgasm. He replaced his fingers with his fat cock and took my ass cherry some thirty three years after he took my pussy cherry! Now I was ready for anything. He reminded me that he would always consider me a slut after what I did to him and would treat me accordingly. I didn’t tell him but being treated that way was just what I wanted.

As we were fucking that night with him on top, slowly sliding in and out, we started to talk sex stuff like we used to and get each other hot. He reminded me of the time I told him about having a big male dog lick my eighteen year old pussy until I had my first orgasm and then having the dog do it on a regular basis. The dog started to want to fuck me but I was afraid to let him. When we were married we always said that when the kids were gone, we would get a big male dog and he would help me get doggy fucked. He wanted to get a dog now and resume our fantasy. I told him that I would have to stay a lot longer than a week for that to happen and he agreed. So I was now in a position of being the sex slut for his friends and a big dog. I was so excited I was aroused all the time. Read the rest of this entry »

My name is Katie, and the following happened when I was 18. I had just graduated from high school and had just broken up with my long time boyfriend, Billy. We were a couple all through high school and some people thought that we were going to be married some day. I drove around all evening after Billy broke up with me, and got home around 9. I went straight in the house, and was met at the door by our dog, Mugs. Mugs was a Great Dane that Dad had gotten to protect mom and me when he was away. Mugs seemed to sense that something was wrong and looked at my very sadly with his big brown eyes. I could hear the television coming from the family room, so I knew Mom and Dad were home. I yelled that I was home and was going to bed. Mom called back, “Good night. Love you.” Mugs followed me upstairs to my room.

I needed a shower. I stripped and told Mugs to lay down and be a good boy. I took a nice long hot shower, and came out of my bathroom wearing my silk bath robe. I sat down at my dresser and brushed my hair. Mugs came over and sat next to me, I scratched his head. I then walked over and sat down on my bed, looked at Billy’s picture, and started crying. Mugs came over and rested his head on my lap, comforting me in his own way. I again started scratching his head and began to feel better.

I just laid down on the bed, with my feet still on the floor still crying. I hadn’t noticed, but my robe had fallen open. I felt a little hot breath on my legs and heard some deep breathing. I then felt a big tongue lick my pussy. I jumped, and said, “No, Mugs!” I sat up a little and Mugs was standing between my legs looking at me. He lowered his head and licked my pussy again. It sent a jolt through my body. Billy had eaten me before and I liked it, but Mugs was a dog. I again said, “No, Mugs.” He looked up and went right back to licking my pussy. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. I laid back, spread my legs, and let Mugs enjoy himself. It didn’t take long before he brought me to probably one of the best orgasms that I’ve ever had. I had to bite my lip to keep from screaming. When I come, I’m very wet and this felt like I came a gallon. Mugs just kept on licking, with his tongue going into my pussy and hitting my clit every once in awhile, he brought me to another orgasm.

I had to push him away, I couldn’t take a third. He looked a little hurt. So, I called him up on the bed. And then I saw his penis. Billy was no slouch in this category, but Mugs was much bigger. I sat there and just stared at it. It must have been at least 9 inches long and I don’t think I could have gotten my hand around it. It started to go back into its sheath, but I wanted to look at it some more. So, I reached out with my left hand and started stroking it, like I had done many times with Billy. Mugs’s penis started to grow again and the more I stroked it the larger it grew. It grew till I could no longer get my hand around it. He started humping my hand, so I quit. He again looked hurt. Read the rest of this entry »

Kristine was glad that the mad real estate boom that had swept up the coast has skipped her little island. Since she and her husband bought the cottage twenty years ago she had looked at the island as hers and she was the self appointed guardian of it. The development that had carved up the coastal properties on the mainland made little progress thanks to her and her husband’s money.

At 40 Kris was still drop dead gorgeous with looks that just didn’t age. At 5′5 she weighed scarcely 100 pounds, still had golden blonde hair, deep blue eyes, a perfect ass, and even here tits were still perfectly firm B-cups. She worked out religiously and had a tummy you could bounce a quarter off of. She always got a kick out of dropping by her daughter’s high school and watching all those 18 year old boys drool and she always chuckled when she heard some boy mumble MILF under his breath as she walked by.

Today was going to be hot, even on the island. Kris awoke late, but seeing as she was the only one in the cottage now there wasn’t the urgency to get out the door. For twenty years Kris has risen early and snuck off for a swim whenever she could. The cool morning skinny dip was her moment’s peace and even if it was only five or ten minutes it kept her spirits up for the rest of the day. Since her daughter had left for college last month and her husband was going to be in the city for the rest of the month, Kris decided that this August she was going to enjoy herself and stop caring about everyone else around her. Kris even told all her therapy clients that she was going to be gone for the month so don’t call her, she never could figure out why her clients just couldn’t get it together like she could.

Kris grabbed a towel and a few things and struck out down the path to her beach, secure in knowing that everything was in place. She gave a quick look around to make sure there were no lurking kayakers (there were a few on the island, but they steered clear of Kris the bitch ), dropped her towel and clothes and headed for the surf. Read the rest of this entry »

Jeff closed the huge wooden barn doors as Rex ran through the narrowing opening and as he lowered the thick wooden bar into its steel cradle, securing the barn’s double doors in place. He turned toward the house, noticing the kitchen lights, still on from this morning, and started his walk across the large gravel area to the porch steps.

Jeff relaxed as he walked, entranced by the sight of the porch, bathed in the warm, soft, gentle glow of the early evening sun. He cast his eyes downward, as he walked, noticing the barn’s shadow below his feet. He thought of how helpless the house must feel, watching the barn’s dark shadowy emblem, move slowly, silently, unrelentingly toward its sinister dark final evening embrace of the old farm house.

Jeff’s steps on the driveway were the only sounds of the impending evening. He walked unhurried towards the porch to await the arrival of Aunt Martha and Uncle Joe.

As Jeff neared the bottom of the porch steps, he heard the sound of tires as they slowed, to make the turn and start up the gravel drive toward the house. When he reached the top step of the porch, Jeff looked to the right, down the tree lined driveway towards the sound of the car. A cloud of thin dust reflected in the rays of the low angled sun as it chased the vehicle down the long driveway to the house.
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This is about how I got interested in Animal sex.

I am a lad in my late teens and I live in Northumberland (England). About 3 months ago while looking for Lesbian porn on the net a popup came on to the screen, saying do you want to see a mpeg of a woman getting fucked by a 12″ cock? being a horny and very interested I clicked on this, downloaded this mpeg and to my shock it was a woman being fucked by a grate Dane! I thought I would be shocked but I was very turned on by this and for about 3 days I could not get that image so I just had to have more and I have been hooked by animal sex ever since.

My Fantasy

I got up on a bright Saturday morning with a morning glory (for those who don’t know what this means it is an erection that you wake up with) so lying totally nude and knowing my mum and dad had gone out I proceeded to have a wank while thinking about that mpeg. It didn’t take that long, I came all over my chest. After I came I just lay there thinking about watching a dog fuck a woman. after about 10 min I got up and got into the shower and then put some clothes on and went downstairs, had some toast, got my peddle bike out the garage and went out on a cycle not knowing what was going to happen to me on this bike ride!

I had been riding for about 20 - 25 min and I could hear a noise so I slowed down to listen. After about a minute I realized it was a woman moaning so I went to get a look. I followed the noise. The moaning got louder and I could also hear screams of pleasure “YES Oh Fucking Yes” I walked up to this wall and looked over. there was a young woman on her hands and knees. She was about 25-30 dark hair, totally nude being fucked by this big black lab. I was behind her so she didn’t know I was there. I watched this for a while and all of my 7 inch went solid in s second I walked around her. She noticed me but she didn’t care that I was watching. “T…take off your clothes.” said the woman. Read the rest of this entry »

the storm battered against the cabin walls, snow flying through the night, covering everything. by morning the entire region would be under a foot and a half. sondra sighed and turned from the window. ‘yet another lonely night,’ she thought to herself. living in the mountains did have its advantages, but the loneliness could often be oppressive. ’stop it woman,” she told herself, ‘you know what its like out there. if they knew about you, you know what they’d do.’ she shivered in a way that had nothing to do with the cold. try as she might, she could never forget the way her husband had treated her that night. ‘you’re better off far away from everyone. you’re a monster and you know it.’ she told herself. she prepared to turn in. just as she was pulling back the sheets on her bed, a loud pounding came on the door. she was startled, and a little scared. she lived a good two hours away from town. ‘who could possibly be way out here in this storm?’ she wondered. warily, she picked up the fire-iron and went to the door. she gripped the handle and turned it slowly. the door opened and a figure toppled in. it was a furry, a fox morph in fact. he sprawled on the floor, half-conscious. his clothes were covered in snow and he was obviously frozen to the bone. she carefully turned him onto his back. he half opened his eyes, the lids fluttering, and she saw he had startlingly green eyes. “please,” he whispered through cracked lips. “help…” his eyes closed and he passed out.

she quickly stripped off his soaked clothes and laid him on her bed. remembering her first-aid training about frost-bite she warpped him well, trying to slowly raise his temperature. he stirred slightly, but didn’t wake fully. she pulled her chair up to the bed and sat down, preparing for a vigil. ‘he really is quite handsome,’ she thought, then mentally chastised herself for thinking such things. ‘he’s probably also married with 6 kits.’ she dozed off, but was awoken about 3 am when he began muttering in his sleep. he was feverish, and she got a wet cloth for his forehead. he tossed and turned, rambling feverishly. it was a long night. Read the rest of this entry »

 Several years ago, when I was a freshman in High School, something happened to me that I have never felt entirely comfortable with until now. Thanks to other stories I have read recently about bestiality I have been able to come to grips with a dark secret that I’ve held since the spring of 1995.

At the time I was a giggly girl hanging out at the mall with friends and eyeing cute guys, but never daring to venture beyond flirting and the occasional furtive kiss. Although I was a virgin and extremely naive, I was a “well-developed young lady,” as my mother would say. I had long auburn hair I wore in a pony tail down my back, and breasts capped with nipples that stood out half an inch when erect. I mention this because as a freshman in High School, they often caused me much chiding and embarrassment when they protruded from my blouse.

Anyway, one afternoon as I was walking home from school my neighbor called me over to his fence. Mr. Platki was of some Eastern European decsent and spoke with a heavy accent. Read the rest of this entry »

When I first started dating Eden Carpenter I knew she was a hot one. She was about 5′ 2″, 100 pounds, had a nice set of tits, a small waist, nice hips and the best ass I had ever seen. She had the nicest blonde hair ever and was the nicest woman I had ever met. The first time we went out I got her in the sack and she was wild and very loud! I wanted to do many things with her and I loved doing it doggy style. As we dated more and more she would dress up for me and do other things. One day I asked her if I could tie her up, she said maybe.

Now, I need to tell you that I have a Rotwieller, Mr. Big, and he is huge. I would say he is about 205 pounds and very friendly and horny. MR. Big was always coming around and trying to hump on people and it would drive Eden crazy. One day while she was giving me a blow job, Mr. Big was nosing around. I was on the couch and she was on her knees bending over me. Mr. Big came over and mounted her, she went nuts. She said “your stupid dog is trying to fuck me!” I said “I don’t blame him one bit.” Right them I got the greatest erotica idea and I blasted off in her face! I had to see MR. Big fuck Eden, but how?!!
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“Miss Jennings, there are noises coming from the drains in the shower. . .” Alice Ryerson said hesitantly, her voice trailing off weakly. Nora Jennings looked up from her desk, frankly glad of the interruption if it got her away from her evaluation forms for a little bit, and stared at the girl.

Alice was wrapped insecurely in a towel, her fair skin and hair wet from the shower all the girls had to take after gym. The girl was incredibly shy, Nora remembered, having watched her blush the first time she’d taken her clothes off with the other girls. And quite well-proportioned for her age, very nearly as shapely as Nora Jennings’ own finely tuned body was.

“What kind of noises, Alice?” Nora asked, her eyes watching the girl’s blue-green orbs closely. They were wide, indicating some kind of fear or surprise, and didn’t squint or slide away from her gaze when the girl replied. Read the rest of this entry »

“Another long day.” i sighed to myself as i walked up the driveway to my house. “At least it’s the weekend, and Molly and Callie will be glad to see me.” Fitting the key in the lock, i paused for a moment at a sound just on the edge of hearing. A high-pitched buzzing, accompanied by a series of irregular thumps. “I thought so.” i mused. Opening the door i stepped into the atrium as quietly as a mouse. removing my outdoor clothes, i slipped into the main hallway and slunk towards the bedroom. The sound grew louder and now i could hear a keening sound mixed in. I could see the door slightly ajar, so i put my eye to the crack and peered in.

Inside the room, on the bed, Molly was stretched out, her legs clenched around the vibrating dildo I could see poking from between her thighs, whilst her face was straddled by Callie, who was greatly enjoying the sucking and licking her cunt was receiving. Their bodies were jerking and writhing on the bed, and callie was making the keening in the back of her throat that i knew would lead to a glorious orgasmic scream. now i was closer, i could hear mollie’s grunts and growls (muffled by callie’s thighs) as the vibrator did its work. i could see they were both close, so i kept still and enjoyed the show. molly was humping up and down on the bed faster now, and i saw the way her thighs rippled as she neared release. callie’s keening was louder and more strident now, and she was grinding her cunt down onto molly hard and fast. mollie’s hands suddenly gripped the bedclothes violently and her beautiful body arched almost completely off the bed as she howled into callie, her slender form seized by wave after wave of ectasy. callie, not surprisingly, came at almost the same time, screaming and screaming as the vibration of mollie’s howls pushed her over the edge. Read the rest of this entry »

Who could have known, what a simple camping trip could have led to. for those of you who haven’t met me before, see my previous story (pets). basically, exposure to a mysterious meteorite had combined and altered the dna of me and my two pets. the result, a alternate anthromorph form for me, and humanoid, ‘furry’ bodies for my dog and cat. by their 3rd year, they were fully grown human-level intelligent beings.

More to the point, they helped me deal with the more animalistic tendencies of my secondary anthromorph body. In return, i taught them how to walk, talk, wear clothes, and generally how to be human,(though i was careful to engender the more positive aspects of humanity.) i didn’t try to shield them form the violence of the world, and indeed, they were deeply saddened by it, and determined to do whatever they could to help others. at first, i faced a problem. being as they were healthy full grown and beautiful woman, I initially tried to resist the allure of their inherent sexuality. but, they helped me overcome my inhibitions, and we became three very active and extremely happy sex partners.

One evening, after an especially passionate love-making session, we were cuddled together, still panting and sighing, when molly(canine), winked at callie(feline) and they propped themselves up on their elbows. I was enjoying the gentle movements of their breasts, when they callie spoke. “daddy,” (a pet name) “we’d like to ask you something.” I sighed in contentment. “ask away my darlings.” molly bit her lip (in a very adorable way i thought) I idly stroked callie’s breast, but she gently pushed my hand away. i blinked. this must be serious! they had me sit on the edge of the bed, then callie went over to the dresser and removed a small box. They both sank to one knee, and looking up at me, opened the box. inside i saw three golden rings laid side by side. “will you marry us?” they said in unison. Read the rest of this entry »

Alice smiled to herself as she put the finishing touches on her makeup. she was wearing a sheer white blouse and a mid-size black mini-skirt. her high-heeled pumps and black hose combined with her long red hair and green eyes to create the perfect ‘fuck me now’ image she was looking for. she smiled even wider and shifted slightly as she felt her pussy begin to moisten even now. ‘get a hold on yourself woman,’ she thought to herself. ‘there’ll be time for that later.’ ‘not too much later,’ she mused. albert would see to that. she got even wetter as she thought of her lover. before the Change he had been a champion racehorse put out to stud. he was still a stud, she grinned, but he didn’t service mares anymore. a vet’s assistant, he was kind and gentle. ‘the fact that he’s hung like a fencepost doesn’t hurt either.’ she thought with a grin.

“Fuck it.” she said out loud. “i’ve got time before he comes.” she stripped down quickly, and almost ran to the dresser. rummaging through her underwear drawer, she crowed with delight as she unearthed her favorite dildo. almost a foot long and three inches across, it wasn’t as big as albert but it would have to do. she sat on the edge of her bed and spreading her legs wide as possible, lay back. she rubbed the head of the rubber toy back and forth across her swollen pussy lips, imagining her love. “oooohhhh, albert. you’re so BIG. put it in me, fuck me hard.” she gripped the bedsheets with her left hand and slowly pressed the toy into herself with her right. “Uunnhhh, baby! deeper, deeper!” she gasped. when the bulbous head popped past her lips, she groaned and arched slightly off the bed. “aaahhh! yes! harder, deeper! fill me with it!” she pushed harder and harder, feeling every inch of her surrogate lover inside her vagina. when it reached bottom, she cried out in ectasy. Read the rest of this entry »

I knew from the way she pawed eagerly up and down by the fence at the edge of his enclosure, spraying frequently and calling in low groans, that my leopardess was coming into her season. As I unlock the gate and walk into her domain, affectionate as ever she charges over, leaps up at me and licks my hands and face in her usual rough manner.

Breath billows out around me, frozen crystals of mist in the chill night air.

Stroking her rough furry back, I place the collar round her neck and lead her playfully out across the lawn. Behind me, the male calls plaintively to her but tonight, and not for the first time, I am her mate. He gives up and crouches back down sulkily but I do not feel sorry for him as he will have his leopardess back soon, crouching in wait for his hooked, barbed feline penis, again and again and again…

As I lead the beautiful cat into the house, she walks with a limber elegant swing in her body, rumbling contentedly all the time. Read the rest of this entry »

The sisters loved to be home alone. Maybe that would seem strange for most young teens who would rather be gallivanting without their siblings. But Sue and Alice were different. They were comfortable with each other. They enjoyed each other. They actually liked each other. And they had much in common. Their attraction for each other was in no small part due to their well- to-do parents who were always away, usually at their respective offices making more money. For years they had had private schooling, nannies galore and all of the other niceties that comes to the upper crust. They had the requisite pets, a Dane, a newly-acquired pointer, a nice home and secluded pool. They never lacked for anything.

For all of their silver spoons, Sue and Alice were neat kids. Nicer ones you couldn’t imagine, no presumptuousness, no smugness, nothing like that, just nice kids. Hard to believe, huh?

Well, that’s not all. Although they weren’t the stunning, teeny-bopper, movie starlets, they were good looking. They were similar, both about five-two, nicely proportioned, with trim, but not athletic, bodies. The single year between them didn’t show, to Sue’s chagrin. They both had sweet oval faces, halloed by soft, lush brown hair flowing over their shoulders and cascading down their flawless, lightly tanned backs. Read the rest of this entry »

A loud crash echoing through the empty house broke the wonderful spell.

“My god, what was that,” Sue exclaimed. “Are mommy and daddy back already?”

Together they jumped out of bed and threw their robes over their bare (save undies) bodies.

“Maybe we should call the police?” Alice asked before they had reached the stairs as the crashing and banging continued.

“No, Oscar would have barked if someone had come in. Even mommy or daddy, for that matter. It must be the dogs.”

They found Oscar chasing Julie, the pointer, wildly around the house knocking things over as they went. Read the rest of this entry »

Once in the house, they paused only an instant before heading for their parents’ bedroom. It had a king-sized bed and just looked the part, although both girls knew it hadn’t been used “properly” for years.

They burst in, dumped their robes on the floor and made a bee-line for it. Alice did a belly flop on it and Sue landed right on top of her. For a few moments they wrestled like they used to when they were younger, tossing and tumbling and rough-housing.

The eroticism of these two lovely, lithe girls, au naturel, would have been clear to any lucky viewer, but it wasn’t to Sue and Alice. They were joyously reliving earlier, carefree days. The tinkling of their childish laughter echoed through the empty house. The soft moan of the great bed was more in relief than pain. Even it seemed to revel in this innocent display. Read the rest of this entry »

Alice slowly crawled up next to Sue to snuggle. “That was so wonderful, wasn’t it?” see purred. “Yes. What we have been missing. Never again.” They dozed peacefully for a long time. Finally, Alice stirred, rolled over and stretched. “You know, I’m hungry. You stay here and I’ll dig something up.” She glanced at the clock on her way to the bathroom. “Wow! Do you know it is after 3? No wonder I’m starved.” Sue continued to nap with a satisfied smile on her face. Her dreams were wonderful. She awaken when Alice returned. “I ordered some Chinese carry out. They’ll deliver. I couldn’t see fixing anything in the shape I’m in. I’m going to take a shower. Toodles.” Sue rose and headed to the bathroom, too. “Care if I accompany you?” “OK, but no hanky-panky. I don’t know if I could stand any more.” “I could.” “You are a regular nymphomaniac, aren’t you?” “No, I just have a new, how shall I say it, ‘toy.’ Why not take advantage of a good thing?” After a while Alice leaned over to turned on the water. Sue couldn’t resist. “Ooooohhhh.” Alice cried. “Don’t do that. At least wait until I get out. Maybe we could fool around some more then.” Alice stepped in and lathered up. “Do you need any help?” Sue offered. “I’d love to get in there with you.” Just as Sue finished her “chore” she glided over to the shower, intent on joining. “Ringggggg” Read the rest of this entry »

Unfortunately, after no more than a few moments, Sam regained contact with the real world and practically tore himself out of Alice and bolted upright with little regard for the gentle, giving creature beneath him. He, no doubt would have regained his feet and ran out of the room, but for two things — his enormous cock was still rigidly at attention, he never could have managed his pants over that thing, and Sue was aroused. The former did not enter his mind as he was struggling up, but the latter performed a open field tackle that would have been the envy of any NFL defense man.

The next anyone knew is that Sam was sprawled on his back on the quaking bed and Sue was lying full length on top of him beginning to plant a tonsillectomy-kiss on the stricken boy. Alice lay spent next to the engrossed pair.

He was gasping and Sue was panting. They were both drenched with perspiration, which made their bodies all slippery against each other. Read the rest of this entry »

For a moment Sue lay there kind of in a stupor, the slimy oozings still extruding from her now empty vagina.

Alice leaned over to look at her. She smiled seeing her laying there, her flawless breasts still heaving, and a near- gratified look on her lovely flushed face. As a matter of fact, Sue’s entire body was blushing a deep glowing pink.

“Did you like it, Sue?”

“Yah, I’ve forgotten the beginning, and the end, thank goodness. That wasn’t too great. Don’t men have any consideration at all? I have the distinct feeling that he wouldn’t have done anything differently if I had been a plastic dummy. He was so intent on satisfying himself that nothing else mattered. The fact that he might give me pleasure never entered his mind. Most of the time, at least until the very end, I really enjoyed what I was doing to him. That made me feel even better. I never detected any response from that guy except an urge to squirt. Do you suppose I was mistaken?” Read the rest of this entry »