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Bernard
by Robin (robin2003@clara.co.uk)

***

A semi-true story of a couple who find a third for 
their love play. (MF, beast, oral, mast)

***

Let me make it absolutely clear before I start with 
this true tale, I am not in anyway gay. I have never 
wanted to be fucked by another man or even thought 
about getting intimate with a member of the same sex. 

Sure, I love watching two women going at it, in fact, I 
derive great pleasure from seeing a couple of girls 
suck and fuck each other. Tongues and fingers going to 
work. Breast to breast or sixty-nine, I don’t mind. 
It’s a male thing I guess, though I am not sure what 
the girls think. It’s okay if they are inclined toward 
same sex, I suppose. I don’t think seeing two men going 
for gold has the same effect on a woman, but again, I 
haven’t asked.

I digress.

So, the fact that I am not gay established, what would 
compel me to enter into a session with a dog? I have 
often wondered that to myself. The best I can come up 
with is that I love watching. There is a large part of 
many men that is voyeuristic. 

Visual stimulation is often all a man needs to get 
going. Be it two women together, a man and woman 
screwing the eyeballs out of each other or indeed, a 
woman with a dogs cock in any of her receptive holes. 
It isn’t quite the same for the female of the species. 
Stimulation for a woman is not usually visual, more a 
direct approach, like finding herself in a situation 
and going with the flow.

I am voyeuristic. I freely admit it. Give me a good 
quality video or film and I will show you just how 
aroused a man can get from just visual images. 
Recently, I was given several videos involving a 
neighbour of mine with her dog. She would be mortified 
if she knew that her partner was peddling them. She is 
quite a nice looking girl with a trim figure. Nothing 
really special, but just the type that, if she flirted, 
you would try and take her up on it.

Their dog is a mixed hound. Part Dalmatian and part 
Irish Wolf hound. The result is a shaggy looking white 
and black spotted dog, quite a bit taller in the 
shoulder than a Dalmatian, but not as hairy or big as 
an Irish Setter. Needless to say, he was big enough in 
all departments. Judging from the video of him humping 
Sally’s arse, I would have guessed his cock to be about 
nine or ten inches in length with a knot the size of a 
tennis ball.

Unlike many of the clips I have found on the net, this 
animal knew how to use his equipment. No searching 
around for the right hole, just straight onto her back, 
and cock right into her cunt first time. It was also 
obvious from the scenes, that he really enjoyed getting 
sucked off by her lucious lips. 

The film was a compilation of sessions. In some of the 
short clips, she would be on her knees getting rammed 
and reamed by the animal. In others, she was giving 
head to the hound as he stood, swallowing him to his 
knot and doing her best to gulp down his emissions. 
There were a few of the dog laying on its back while 
she mounted him, but I found these to be less 
satisfying in the visual sense as well as for the dog.

To meet Sally in the street, you would never think for 
one moment that she indulged in sexual games with her 
dog. Always, she would be immaculately dressed, her 
hair would always be just so and when she spoke to 
relative strangers; there would always be an aloofness 
about her manner of speech. But, now I know different, 
just like any other ordinary person, she has her little 
likes. Getting fucked by her dog being one of them.

As I said, the tape is made up of several sessions and 
in no particular order. John, her partner, hadn’t 
attempted to edit the tape, just faithfully recorded 
the episodes as they happened. You can imagine the 
quality of some of the scenes. Camera shake features 
largely, possibly from knocking one off the wrist while 
filming. Several of the clips had them both in the 
frame. 

The dog and John, double-teaming on Sally. Either John 
down her throat while the dog was shafting her from 
behind or vice versa. In every case though, the dog 
would produce copious amounts of seminal fluid, always 
more than she would handle. It either dribbled down her 
neck or sprayed from her beautiful cunt, often hitting 
the lens of the camera.

But one scene in particular, stood out. Jasper, I think 
that was the dog’s name, had been humping her cunt, but 
hadn’t tied with her. Cum was dripping from her, 
mingling with the clipped pubic hairs on her pouting 
pussy. Jasper had retired, leaving Sally and John to 
finish up. She was working on his cock, giving head 
like a professional and john obviously loved every 
smooth stroke of her tongue and lips, he would not be 
able to stand too much more. 

Suddenly, Jasper obscured the camera. The next thing I 
could see was Jasper mounted on Sally, she was still 
giving John a good old-fashioned blowjob. Nothing out 
of the ordinary until Sally screamed around John’s 
cock. Jasper had entered her, but instead of his 
usually infallible aim, he had jabbed his dick straight 
into her arse and was going for broke. 

All nine or so inches had penetrated her, but being 
positioned as she was, there was nothing she could 
really do about it. Jasper had clasped her waist and he 
had joined with her in a really unnatural way. The 
camera angle could not have been better positioned. I 
had a full view; Jasper fucked her arse while she 
descended into moans in time with the dog’s thrusts. 
The knot banged against her tailbone a few times. 

I remember thinking that it had to hurt like hell, and 
then it slipped through her sphincter and disappeared 
into her body. Jasper yelped and thrust involuntarily, 
pumping his seed deep inside her. The extra buzz that 
John got from this frantic episode was too much and his 
own seed filled her at the other end.

For the first time on the tape, she and Jasper were 
well and truly locked. Her muscles had contracted 
around his knot, locking him into her. Jasper tried to 
get away, but only succeeded in turning around so they 
were arse to arse. 

Sally was gasping from the feel of this huge ball 
inside her and John’s cum that had passed the point 
where she could spit it out. It didn’t last long before 
she regurgitated the cum. Several times on the tape, 
she would swallow either of their emissions, but the 
added excitement or pain, was too much for her stomach 
to take.

Jasper managed to extract himself with an audible pop 
leaving her arse gapping open and what looked like 
gallons of cum rushing out of her. Sally was crying 
while John was trying the comfort her, saying sorry and 
patting her hand. She told him not to be so fucking 
stupid, and that that is how she wanted it from now on.

Anyway, that is pretty much how the tape went. I admit, 
I really enjoyed watching Jasper fuck Sally into the 
next week and was amazed at how accommodating a human 
body could be. It was then that I wondered what it 
would have felt like. I couldn’t imagine having 
something like that shoved into me. I couldn’t imagine 
how it must have felt when the dog’s knot slipped into 
her and his cum flooding her intestines.

I admit that the idea intrigued me. So much so, that I 
experimented with one of my wife, Jenni’s dildos that 
night. First making sure that I wouldn’t get disturbed. 
It would have been just too embarrassing to try and 
explain why I had this fucking great big pink piece of 
rubber stuffed up my behind.

I ran a bath, liberally applied KY jelly to my anal 
passage, and then, carefully inserted the pink 
monstrosity up my arse. Apart from pressure on my 
bladder, the feeling was something of an anti climax. 
Even using my imagination, which I am very good at, and 
pulling the thing in and out of my shitter, I was 
unimpressed. I couldn’t get a hard on with the thing in 
place and quickly became quite sore. I admit to having 
a first class wank after relieving myself of the rubber 
assault truncheon, but that was with the mental picture 
of Jasper fucking my arse as he had with Sally.

Over the next few weeks, I tried on several occasions, 
to derive some kind of pleasurable experience using 
several of my wife’s toys. Some of them were better 
than others, but by and large, not much was to be 
gained from doing it.

I got to the point of being bored with attempting to 
get some extra sensation and gave up on the idea. 
Besides, screwing the wife into the bed felt really 
good and she could do for me what no other rubber toy 
could. Apart from watching the tape occasionally, I 
forgot about getting fucked in the arse for quite some 
time. Instead, I found other visual and actual 
stimulants. That is another story for another time.

Years went by. We moved once or twice, always my job 
dictating my location. We left London behind us and 
moved to the coast where I was now Director of a 
construction company. Life was good, plenty of money, 
nice house, cars and so on. All the stuff that goes 
with the position. We would have liked a few kids, but 
one of us it seemed, was unable. Just as well I 
suppose, kids have a tendency to stifle the romance of 
living and fucking.

I digress again.

One of the perks of having no money worries was being 
able to buy a huge place. Five bedrooms, a garage for 
three cars and several acres of land. My wife spent her 
energies, landscaping the front and really making the 
place just so beautiful. She had worked very hard, 
almost to the point of exhaustion, but it was finished 
and to celebrate her creation and the fact she was 
about to become forty. I threw a big party, inviting 
all of our friends as well as many local people we had 
grown to know and trust.

The party was a brilliant success. So many kind 
gestures of gifts and well wishing, but one gift turned 
out to be better than all the rest.

Bernard came into our lives. At ten months old, he was 
already almost fully-grown into a very nice looking 
pointer. His manners were impeccable and my wife fell 
head over heels in love with his engaging, hang dog 
look. Over the next few months, Jenni lavished 
attention on the dog, forming a bond that would be 
unbreakable.

The inevitable happened. One day, returning from the 
golf course and a game that had been washed out. I 
found her and the dog, locked in an embrace that left 
nothing to the imagination. Jenni was horrified that I 
had found her in such a compromising position, but I 
soon allayed her fears, explaining that it didn’t faze 
me in the slightest. Completely the opposite, we made 
movies, the star attraction being Jenni and Bernard.

One day was to be the start of something though, and 
this is why I say I am not in anyway gay. We were 
indulging in one of our regular activities with me at 
Jenni’s head and Bernard doing what he did best, 
fucking her cunt and making her his bitch. Jenni, as 
usual, enjoyed the dog’s attentions and shuddered her 
orgasms until she had had enough.

Bernard licked himself clean and allowed her to retreat 
into her bedroom. Usually, I would open the back door 
so that he could run around for a while before we 
retired to bed. Tonight though, it was as if Bernard 
hadn’t been satisfied. Instead of running full tilt 
through the door, he padded up to me and started to 
clean my cock. 

If you ever get the chance, have a dog lick your dick, 
it is the most wonderful sensation ever, try it. A 
slick but rough tongue running over the delicate skin, 
is just mind blowing. Fuck it I though, why not do the 
same for him. I had never thought about taking 
Bernard’s cock in my mouth, but when I did, it felt 
like the most natural thing in the world. For the first 
time, I was to taste the purple veined monster that 
Jenni had slurped on so many times.

The taste was like nothing I had experienced before. 
The fact is, he didn’t really taste at all. I guess he 
had removed all traces of himself and Jenni when he had 
cleaned himself. I managed to get about half of him in 
my mouth. The pointed end nudged my tonsils almost 
gagged me. But, it was okay, Bernard wanted to hump my 
face, but I think his training with Jenni helped. 

I marveled at Jenni’s ability to swallow all of this 
huge cock. I tried to get as much of him in my mouth as 
possible, but it was nowhere near the amount Jenni 
swallowed on a regular basis. Having established that 
it was going to be about four or five inches that I 
would be able to handle, we soon got into a rhythm of 
me drawing him into my mouth and he gently pushing 
forward from his hip thrusts. 

Slowly, Bernard’s knot began to grow in my hand that I 
was using to control his depth. His thrusts were 
beginning to become more urgent and I tasted at last, 
his pre-cum as it trickled down my throat. It was 
slightly salty with a musty undertone. I have tasted my 
own semen, licking it from Jenni’s pussy on many an 
occasion. I find the taste a bit unpleasant, but 
Bernard was okay. I didn’t get that burning sensation 
at the back of my throat.

I had a decision to make. Do I take this dog in my 
mouth to completion, or let him hump my hand until he 
had finished? I chose the latter, not wanting to go so 
far for a first time. We changed positions and he 
started to go for broke in my hands. It was then I 
remembered my thoughts from so long ago. Fuck it, why 
not?

So that was it, choice made, I was going to let this 
animal jump my bones. Who knew, it might even be good 
for me as well as the dog.

I knelt on the fur rug that Jenni and I used for these 
sessions. Bernard seemed to recognize that anyone 
kneeling on this old sheepskin was up for it. Without 
further encouragement, he straddled my back and quested 
for any hole to park his cock. Several attempts almost 
resulted in me having a second hole torn in me. I 
hadn’t realised just how sharp his cock could be. I 
gently grasped him and guided the slippery tool to the 
right place.

Bernard filled my arse. His cock slid into me like it 
actually belonged there. He began to frantically 
scrabble his hind legs to get a better angle, so I 
spread my knees a bit and then he really zeroed in. 
Every inch of him slid straight in and brought forth 
from me, a gasp of inhuman proportions. It felt as if 
my guts were on fire and my ring split from one side to 
the other. He was relentless, holding my hips in a vice 
like grip as he thrust into me. 

I had had a hard on, but it was rapidly going down. 
Pressure on my bladder was becoming uncomfortable and 
it felt like I wanted to pee. Bernard adjusted his 
position and thrust harder. Suddenly, I lost control of 
his knot, which I had been holding to prevent him 
getting too far. And in it went. Immediately, the 
pressure on my bladder was relieved and a new sensation 
overtook me. 

Inadvertently, he had hit the ‘G’ spot and my cock 
erupted all over the floor, I wasn’t even hard, but 
getting there all the time. Bernard kept up the assault 
on me and his knot still hitting and rubbing the spot. 
I came and just kept having an orgasm. Even when I had 
spent my seed on the floor, the intense pleasure would 
not recede, just wave after wave of incredible 
pleasure.

He came suddenly, white-hot jism filled my anal cavity 
greasing his pole and allowing his knot to slip out 
with no problem. He pulled away and began to clean me 
of his seed. This was more than I could stand and I 
fell forward onto my face, flat on the floor.

"Gets you that way don’t it?"

Jenni had been watching from the doorway. Her fingers 
had spread the lips of that beautiful cunt and worked 
her clit into a swollen frenzy. There was nothing I 
could do for her; I was still coming down from the 
assault of the dog.

We regularly swap the dog these days. I have had many 
‘G’ spot orgasms, but none quite like that first one.

End

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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