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Marathon
by Kelly (porngirl180@yahoo.com)

***

This is a true account of some of my later experiences 
with my dog. Hope you enjoy. (F/beast)

***

I've been into the lifestyle for twelve years now. I 
was recently diagnosed with both HPV and cervical 
cancer. Although the cancer is under control now and 
I'm doing fine, I had to find a new outlet for my 
frustrations. This story is true, and one of my last 
experiences.

I don't know what bestiality is like for most people, 
but for me I had some difficulty dealing with the 
morality of it. It took me a long time to come to terms 
with who I was. And to be honest, that is when I truly 
lost all inhibitions, let loose and really had fun.

I had at this point had experience with several 
different dogs, but my last dog, Goliath, lived up to 
his name. He was huge. He was a tan bull mastiff, ad I 
believe I loved him most. He really had a good 
personality.

Anyway, I was feeling very horny and decided for the 
entire weekend I would have fun with Goliath. The 
thought popped in my mind as I was sitting there 
flipping through channels; nothing on, and here he was 
trying to hump my arm holding the controller. We had 
had sex at this point, and quite often, but this 
weekend was going to be special.

I stripped off my t-shirt and got into the floor, 
completely naked. He needed no encouragement and walked 
behind me. His long tongue snaked inside me, licking me 
to the first of many wonderful orgasms. Goliath was 
exceptional. Most dogs need a little training, and even 
though he was big and awkward, he was very natural.

He mounted me, gripping me around my waist with 
powerful forepaws. He was bigger than I, and this made 
it difficult to adjust myself for him; under him. In 
effect, I think I needed training with him.

He pulled me to him. I was all ready wet with 
anticipation. His cock slipped inside me and 
immediately began fucking me hard. I could hear the 
sound of him as he bottomed out in me, could feel the 
pointy tip hitting my cervix, which is strange and for 
me is somewhere between painful and arousing, for lack 
of better words.

He was expanding inside me. I rolled my hips back 
towards him best I could. But I could not match his 
pace, and suddenly as his forepaws shifted I knew he 
was close. 

He exploded inside me, flooding my vagina. And I came 
with him, squeezing his cock still in me. When he was 
finished he slipped out of me, licked me a few good 
times, and went for a drink of water. 

It wasn't long before he was back, and ready for more. 
He mounted me again, and this time I was a sweaty mess. 
As he fucked me now, warm dog cum sloshed inside me. 
And for those who know what I'm talking about it truly 
is something to experience. 

Warm cum trickled from me and down my thighs as he 
continued fucking me; oh the sensation of his warm cock 
in me and the fur on my back mmmm. And just like that, 
pistoning in and out of me, he was cumming. This time I 
remember screaming. He kept pumping in and out, cock 
spasming in me as my own body shook under him.

He did not knot with me either time. Again he slipped 
from me, only this time he laid on his back, cock still 
spurting a little. Now, I don't know what is the norm, 
as I don't like to do it very often, but I found myself 
crawling over there and taking his cock in my mouth, 
deep-throating him. I swirled my tongue around the tip, 
and as he spurted, some flew up my nose. 

I know it sounds comical and was, but in real life 
these things happen. It took me a while to regain my 
composure, and by that time, he was ready to go out. I 
let him out in the backyard and he did his business and 
came back in. He jumped and grabbed my hips. My Gosh! 
He was ready for more.

I got back on all fours and again he mounted me 
slipping inside me and fucking me with reckless 
abandon. This time he was thrusting much harder and I 
could feel the huge knot. I rocked back trying to help 
him tie with me. I could feel it move as he pistoned in 
and out, more cum running down my thighs, and down my 
belly. 

His knot stretched me, and I could feel him cumming now 
again. Hot powerful spurts deep inside me. Only this 
time he didn't pull out, but instead lay there; huge 
weight on my back. I had learned to tuck my feet under 
me to relieve the added weight, but he was still heavy. 
An audible pop and he slipped from me, cum pouring from 
me.

I was a mess, and he was tired. 

As he slept, I again was obsessed with bringing him off 
again so soon with my mouth if I could. I rubbed his 
sheathe, licking the tip as it became exposed. He 
moaned, grumbling in the way dogs do. I pulled the 
sheathe over his cock and took him down my throat. I 
moaned as I sucked on him. It made me feel weirdly 
powerful and perverse and that only helped stoke the 
fires in me deeper.

It took a while on this try, but finally he exploded in 
my mouth. I gagged, I always gag; I never am fully 
prepared for it I guess. And his cock still spurting 
all over my neck and chin. 

I didn't bother washing up right then. I felt dirty in 
a good way. After a mid day snack, he was ready again. 
All in all that weekend was just one large marathon sex 
session. I paid for it the next week, as I was 
extremely sore, but I treasure that weekend. 

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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