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A Woman's Best Friend

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Rita poured herself a glass of wine, put a CD on repeat play, lit the fire in the fireplace, threw some pillows on the floor and stretched out to relax. She didn't lay there long before Tiger walked in and gave her a wet kiss on the cheek.

Tiger was her dog. A two year old Labrador/Shepherd that she raised from a puppy. She put her arm around him and scratched his ears.

"Tiger you silly dog. You're always here when I need you, aren't you."

Rita was having second thoughts about her decision not to go out bar hopping this evening with her girlfriend. As much as she loved sex, at twenty-five she was getting bored with the bar scene and the guys that she was meeting. If only she didn't enjoy her freedom and independence so much, she might consider settling in with one guy. That is, if she could find one guy that was worth while.

"Damn it Tiger, why isn't this like the fairy tales? I kiss you and you turn into prince charming."

Tiger sat down near her face and looked at her as if he was actually listening.

"Whadda ya think, Tiger? Is this bod good enough for prince charming?"

Rita stretched her five-foot frame out and admired herself. Even though she was lying on her back, her tits formed excellent mounds on her chest. Her nipples formed distinct bumps showing through the silk pajama top. She ran a hand over her taut stomach muscles then slipped her hand down to the closely trimmed pubic hair. She could feel it through the material. She raised a leg and flexed her muscle. Many years of dance class had assured that her legs were shapely and trim.

Young Amy In Her Bedroom

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Amy lay prone on her bed, her lower legs dangling over the edge. The ponytail of her thick blond hair smelling of wild strawberry shampoo curled behind her head, and her full lips were puckered in a pout. She had been crying; her father wouldn't allow her to go out on dates with boys yet. Not until she was sixteen, almost a whole year away. What a poop he was, Amy thought as she wiped tears from her eyes with the back of her hand.

"Daddy isn't fair," Amy yelled out. She wasn't afraid to be overheard, because her parents had already left the house to go out for the evening. They wouldn't be back until around midnight.

Amy's thoughts turned to Danny. He was a boy in her school, and he was really cute. But what was Daddy worried about? She just wanted to go out and have fun with Danny. Having normal fun. It's not like she was going to go out and have sex with him. Of course she sometimes thought about it. Sure. It was normal. But she knew about girls her age that had sex with boys. Those girls had bad reputations, and Amy didn't want that. Also these days, there was always the worry about Aids too.

Still Amy often thought about sex. She was thinking about it right then. Thinking about kissing Danny. Thinking about Danny's hands pressing against her breasts. And as she thought about it, Amy pressed her own hands against her breasts and felt her nipples harden under her blouse. She wasn't wearing a bra, so she could feel the softness of her small but firm breasts through the material of her blouse. Her thumbs played with her protruding nipples. "Mmmm."


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Hi. I've been reading bestiality stories for some time now, and really enjoy them. I have decided to add my own story. It's a description of my own experiences. I hope you enjoy it.

As a boy, around 10 years old, I enjoyed watching nature shows on T.V. much more than the typical sitcoms. I especially liked it when they would show the animals mating! I was so amazed watching the horses and elephants with their huge dicks. It really turned me on to watch them humping doggy style, or horsy style as it was!

At night I would often fantasize about a girl getting done by a horse. Actually, in the fantasy I was the girl. It really turned me on. Later we had a female dog that would hump my leg. For some reason I got down on my hands and knees and she mounted me and humped at me like she was a boy dog. I guess getting spayed kind of confused her! Anyway, it really turned me on getting humped like a little bitch!

As a young teenager, I was experimenting with different things finding my sexuality. I decided pretty early that being with a man would be too yucky; but I enjoyed playing with my ass. (Even this has some problems. I really hate shit. I hate pooping, wiping my ass, the sight of it, the smell - all of it!) I remembered, as a boy, seeing our Labrador's dick sticking out of its sheath when he got excited. Unfortunately, he died before I got much older. Around this time I had a dream about getting fucked in the ass by a German Shepherd! I was so turned on! As soon as I woke up and processed the dream, I jerked off to a great orgasm! I was hooked from then on. I think I was about 14.

Alone Again

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The rain was gently pelting the windowpane as I lay in my bed missing my lover. He had been gone for over a week and my body and soul ached for him. I began to move my ass slowly side to side on the cool satin sheets, my black long hair spilling onto the white sheets causing a stark contrast. The sheets were so cool and satiny against my warm olive colored skin. I loved the feel of the satin against my bare ass. It felt as if I was being caressed with cool silky fingers. I began to think of my lover and the things that he would be doing to me if he were here with me now.

The rain continued to beat rhythmically against the window as I moved my ass slowly with the beat, first side to side then moving up and down pumping at the cool satin. I slowly moved my hands to my breasts and cupped them... I squeezed and massaged them thinking that they were my lover's hands. I moved my hand to my mouth and I began to suck on my fingers. I slowly traced my wet fingers down my throat, teasing myself, as my lover would be doing. My brown nipples were hard and erect as I took them between my thumb and forefingers and rolled them slowly from side to side. Sensation after sensation shot through my body as I saw in my mind my lover bending over my breasts and gently sucking my nipples between his lips... so wet... so warm.... I moaned as I rolled my hard nipples forward and back. I began to pinch them gently and in fantasy I felt my lovers teeth nibble at them and pull at them with his lips.

So Happy to See You

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I've always enjoyed the company of animals and today was no exception. It took me well over twelve years to understand who I am and what I was. The fear of stories past, etched a horrid memory in my mind. Having been raised in a very Christian family, Bible stories of Sodom and Gomorrah struck terror into my heart. I loved animals and hearing others say that having sexual contact with them was cruelty to animals, made me stay in check with my real feelings for them. Luckily with the Internet, I was able to meet other zoophiles and become more comfortable with myself and begun understanding the true mean of being a zoophile.

It was a fine spring morning and the dew from the night's chill still clung to the grass. In Northern Wisconsin, the sun always seems clearer then down south. I was visiting my aunt and uncle's farm to relieve some stress. I've always loved working on a farm. I never feel the same satisfaction from working in a factory than from harvesting corn, or taking care of the animals on a farm. Your sweat mixed with dust from the hayloft. The pleasant smell of manure flaring into your nostrils. Even the dirt and body oils stuck under your fingernails from rubbing the animals all day long. All pleasing to my senses. If it wasn't for the fact that most farms are going under, I would have had one some time ago.

On the top, my uncle makes his money by buying the springer heifers, fatting them up on rich hay, and reselling them at a higher price. They break just a little bit higher then cost and are able to make by alright. However, it wouldn't be a farm with "just" cows. My aunt loves animals to the same point that I do. They have pigs, chickens, geese, ducks, dogs, and then to my favorite, horses. MY aunt's horses to be exact. Five of them altogether, and not a bad temper in any one of them.