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I'll be honest, I was one of those women. I married my husband just for his dog.
Yep, it's true. I wasn't in love with the man, I just wanted Marcus, his large German Shepherd.
See, I'd been a bonafide cum slut ever since I'd turned 18. I needed cock. I needed it all the time. I couldn't get enough. All the men called me a nympho. Pah! Like that was an insult.
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I'll be honest, I was one of those women. I married my husband just for his dog.
Yep, it's true. I wasn't in love with the man, I just wanted Marcus, his large German Shepherd.
See, I'd been a bonafide cum slut ever since I'd turned 18. I needed cock. I needed it all the time. I couldn't get enough. All the men called me a nympho. Pah! Like that was an insult.
But most men I found lacking. They were too small. Too stupid and dull. So, one day when I was going through my brother's hidden porn and stumbled upon bestiality, I was hooked.
All manner of depraved, sick women were getting nailed and creampied with large beast cum. It made me so fucking horny I almost got caught looking at his porn.
From that day forward, I knew what I needed. I needed a dog. Preferably a large, dominant beast who'd put me in my place and nail my ass to the wall.
Well, out scouring the neighborhood one day, I found him. Marcus was his name and his owner was a dick.
READ MOREBut that didn't matter. I fell in love with Marcus the moment my horny, hungry eyes pinned their gaze on him. He was such a handsome boy. A large, barrel-chested brute who I just knew wouldn't go soft and easy on me. I didn't want to be treated like a lady. I wanted to be treated like a piece of meat.
So, I married the dick to get to the dog. Very quickly, the dog and I bonded together. It helped that I stocked up on peanut butter - his favorite treat.
I started out slow, using the peanut butter to get him used to licking me. At first it was just my hand, then I moved on to other body parts. Soon enough I was able to get him to lick anywhere I wanted.
Let me tell you, putting peanut butter on my nipples and fingering myself while the dog licks it all off is one of the greatest joys in life. I can't tell you how many times I got myself off to just that.
But then we worked up to greater things. Like, putting peanut butter on my pussy. I was worried that he'd try to eat it rather than lick it off, but he soon got the hang of it.
After a few months of steady work - my husband was a trucker and gone most of the time - I started being able to get him to lick whatever I wanted voluntarily - without the peanut butter.
Things progressed rather quickly after that. I'd wear a miniskirt with no panties on our walks and just let him lick my pussy until I orgasmed while out in public.
Then I began returning the favor. Who knew dogs like their cocks sucked!
At first, the dick was clueless. I was practically shagging his dog every day, all day long while he was gone - right under his nose. And he never suspected a thing.
Not until one night when his buddy came over right as I was sucking Marcus' cock and peeked through the window.
He'd taken a few pics and sent them to the dick who immediately abandoned his cargo and drove 8 hours straight —
Just to catch me fucking his dog.
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