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For a fleeting lick moment I entertained the idea of asking my boyfriend if we could get our own dog, but then thought better of Hardcore it, as until I knew what to do, and whether it would work, it was best that I waited. April Clicking open the password protected file, I reviewed my notes from the various conversations I have had while researching this objective. "Peanut butter - but not too much" was my first point, which made me giggle, as I wondered if a dog preferred smooth or crunchy? "Let them know they are boss and don't push too much, be patient," read the next entry, and I knew that was going to be hardest task, as blonde the desire that has been building for four months now and was burning through me. I thought about it most nights, and especially when my boyfriend took me from behind, which is his favourite position. I would always close my eyes and imagine being covered by a dog’s heavy, furry body, and I would cum hard all over my boyfriend’s cock. "Keep it to a single room, and on a simple command, unless you want them to mount whenever they feel like it." This entry made me laugh, as when I read that line, I couldn’t help thinking to myself, "Single room my ass, if I can find a willing dog and the appropriate privacy, he can fuck me whenever, and where ever, it goddamn likes." It was that final thought that really got me going, and made me mentally picture myself in various rooms of the house, with various dogs covering me, and fucking the life out of me. I couldn’t resist sliding a hand under the waistband of my joggers, and into my panties, and down across my freshly shaven pussy. Whispering to myself under my breath, affirming how I was a dog slut, I could feel myself getting hotter and hotter and the desire to tear my bottoms off and search for my dildo was intense. Resisting the urge, as my boyfriend was just upstairs, I had to make do with just pushing a finger deeply inside myself, then slowly sucking it clean. May This month should be called “May Not,” as I was starting to have serious doubts now. Would it ever happen? Was it really the right thing to do? There had been a report recently in the news about a woman, who small tits had been caught with a dog. The public outcry was huge, and the humiliation she suffered must have been intense. It made me second-guess this decision, yet at the same time, the urge felt like it was getting stronger, fuelled by the knowledge of just how taboo and socially unacceptable this was. Frequently, at night or early morning, I would log onto beast sites and spend hours in the chat rooms. The discussions there would get incredibly deive, and I would often sit on a towel, soaking it through, as we talked in vivid and gory detail about dogs fucking me. Usually, I started with just my fingers, but nearly always ended up using my dildo, as I fucked myself to toe-curling orgasms while I chatted. Never fully satisfied with masturbating, I would almost always beg my boyfriend to take me on all fours, so I could imagine he was a dog fucking me, as memories and fantasies merged together. June Oh wow! The first two planets have aligned, as my boyfriend just informed me he needed to travel for work, and would be away for July, and half of August, giving me six weeks alone, at home, to execute this plan. All I needed now was a dog. My first idea was quickly crushed. Even though I pleaded with him that a big, virile dog would be perfect protection for poor little me, stuck in the big house all on my own, my boyfriend stood his ground, and laughed at my argument, his hands holding his sides. "Protection??!!" he said between bouts of laughter, "I have the deepest sympathies for any poor schmuck who decides to try to take advantage of poor little you," dissolving into tears at the last words. With that idea scuppered, I actually thought about trying for a dog-walking job, but suspected the reality of the work involved would be a lot worse than the fantasy. In so many ways, I wanted to throw a full on temper tantrum, and scream the house down, but decided to control myself, so Fingering I wouldn’t have to explain to my boyfriend what my frustration was all about. July I tried to contain my giddiness, I really did, as Lucy sat and sobbed at my kitchen table. JJ (my boyfriend) had already left on his business trip, and I was still no nearer to getting a dog. Suddenly, the stars and planets aligned, and I bit back a full on grin, as my beautiful, red-headed neighbour sat there crying her heart out. "We will have to cancel our holiday," she sobbed, "the kennel we were going to put Hector in has gone bust, and every other kennel is full at such short notice.” She sniffled and dabbed her eyes with a tissue, then broke into a full on bawl again, “It would have been our first family holiday with our kids and my parents." “Asshole.” I fired back at him. "Thank you Master." He used a towel to clean himself off as I lay back on the couch fully extended. Eventually though it would have to end and I had an idea how. Anyway, I should leave.” He mimed riding away then stopped the mime routine giving us all an incredulous look. I could feel all three of us staring at the blonde miracle. I could not tell you if it was only seconds or minutes later when I felt Mack take my nipple into his mouth and start to suck on it. Well, it didn't matter. As soon as he finished with my leg he went to the drawer beside his bed and he took out some handcuffs. “Oh, yes, I'm such a porn-star-slut, Becky!” I SWEAR I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT! Still, I did the best I could with it. I didn't want to die. Sarah is lying on our couch, with her head on my lap, freshly showered in her black silk dressing gown. Relax, this will only hurt for a second… That voice! His fingers were slippery. She tried Hardcore to fight it. You eye strays to the small tents my nipples (now stiff in death) pitch in the light blue fabric. Oh my god! The Latina coach sucked hard. Fucking his sister would have lick to wait. However, that is not why I called you.” I said. I haven’t forgotten small tits about it or quit (obviously). and down your cock, steadily moving faster and faster. "What do you want to Fingering do?" “Ooh, are you talking about me,” Allie asked. “Oh yeah man. ohhh... By mypenname3000 She said softly, "And I could do it more if you are so nice to me too."