Amber, The first time with a dog

I suppose that I must have been about 19 or 20 when these events occurred. I was living away from home for the first time, sharing a little rented terraced house with a friend. We didn’t have a lot of spare money after paying the rent and other bills, but we managed OK, and had enough over to have some fun. I didn’t have a boyfriend, and to be frank, at that time I was very shy around boys. I didn’t think that I was at all attractive, always seeing myself as the lanky, awkward teenager that I had been. I later found out that several boys in the area would have liked to ask me out, but because I covered my own shyness with a show of indifference, which they all thought meant that I was not interested, and most of them considered me to be cold. If only they had known! I now know that I was quite good looking, 5’10” tall, with a reasonable figure, and very good, long legs. I had dark blonde hair, blue eyes, and clear skin, but in spite of this I still thought of myself as plain and very ordinary. (I still have the legs, hair and eyes, but the figure has gone a bit now! Not too bad for 37 though!) Now, don’t think that I was not interested in sex that was far from the truth and I had experimented on myself for years. My fantasies would have made most peoples hair curl, but I was still technically a virgin, but only in the sense that a living object had never penetrated me. I had masturbated myself to orgasm many times, every time dreaming about what it would really be like, but as yet I was still intact. On the evening in question, which was a Friday in the late spring, my housemate had gone out for the evening, and I had spent some time reading a book, can’t remember what the book was, only that it had made me as horny as hell, and I was trying to do something to take my mind off sex. I moped about the house for a bit, but that was no good, so I decided to go for a drive, in the hope that the concentration needed would take my mind off sex and my needs! I was driving round aimlessly, thinking that I might go to the pub for a small drink, when as I passed a piece of waste ground I saw a lot of dogs all grouped round one area. As I got closer I saw that they were all attempting to win the favours of a Spaniel bitch, but they were all too late, as a male dog, which was humping away for all he was worth, was mounting her already. The sight did my libido no good at all, and I was about to drive past when I saw the big golden Labrador dog standing to one side, arching his back, and ‘dry humping’ like crazy. His frustration was evident, and I had a sudden, mad, idea. I stopped the car and approached the Labrador carefully, not knowing what his mood might be in this situation. In spite of his preoccupation he was a friendly dog, or perhaps he sensed my need as well, and as I got nearer he stopped his humping movements, and came to me, wagging his tail so hard that all his hindquarters moved as well. He sniffed at my hand, and then I placed my other hand under his belly, on to his cock sheath. You would have thought that I had put an electric charge through him; as soon as I touched him he started to try to hump my hand. I was astonished, and very turned on. I could feel juices starting round my pussy lips, and turned back towards my car, but the lab was ahead of me, and bounded in through the open driver’s door, to settle himself in the passenger side seat as if he owned it. I didn’t know what to do, I couldn’t go home, my housemate might be back any time; and then a plan started to form. Before I could change my mind, I slammed the door, and drove off, with the dog lying beside me. I was driving towards a deserted lane which was often used as a discrete hide-away by courting couples and the like. As I drove, the dog started to inch his way across the seat, and tried to burrow his great head into my lap, pushing hard. The sensation was like nothing that had ever happened to me, and as I drove I hitched my shirt up round my waist to give him more room. He responded by pushing his head between my legs, and licking round the top of my thighs, his rough tongue rasping at the edge of my pussy. I wriggled as I drove, the sensations starting to drive me wild, and then his teeth caught in the edge of my panties, and he pulled away. I didn’t know if I was grateful that he had stopped, or furious; but before I could think what I was doing, on a straight bit of road, I had managed to drag my panties down to my knees, then got them completely off one leg. What anyone driving behind me might have thought I dread to think, I must have been all over the road! “Come on, Boy!” I said to the dog, which needed no further urging, and dived back to his former position, pushing his head hard between my thighs, and licking with his long rough tongue at my exposed slit. I tried to make his task easier by opening my legs as far as I could, whilst still having some control over the car! His tongue started to penetrate into me, and I gasped and almost screamed as he rasped over my clit. This was just too much, and I had to push him away until we got to the lane, otherwise I would have killed us both. When we arrived at the lane, it was almost full dark; it was dusk when I picked the lab up, and there were a couple of cars parked at the beginning of the lane. I drove past them, down to the end of the lane, where you could park under some trees. It was a car park of sorts, made by people parking there to walk in the woods. I turned the car, stopped, and cut the lights and engine. I started to wonder what I was doing there, in a dark lonely place, all alone, with a strange dog, and I was about to start up and drive off when the dog climbed onto the seat again, and thrust his head between my legs once more. At that point I lost all thoughts of driving away, and clambered across to the passenger seat, to get more room. As soon as I got there, and reclined the seat, the lab scrabbled up onto me, with his back legs in the footwall. It was so dark that I could not see what I was doing, or what he was doing, but his forepaws came up above my shoulders, and he was humping the point of his prick against my thighs and belly. Without thinking, I put my hand down, and guided his cock into my dripping slit, and at once he rammed it into me as hard as he could, breaking my hymen on the second or third thrust. It didn’t hurt as much as I expected, possibly because I was so aroused that I would have fucked the Devil himself if he had appeared with a hard on, and possibly because of the dogs pointy prick, but I was about to scream again when I realized that the noise might attract unwanted attention, so I stuffed the duster that I used to clean the screen into my mouth and bit on that! The lab was humping and ramming his cock into me, and I could feel something banging away at my clit. (At the time I didn’t know anything about dog anatomy, so didn’t know about the knot and the tie! I was lucky, read on!) He banged and humped, and I pushed and writhed, and got more and more aroused, until I was almost out of control. He could not get a really good thrust at me because his back legs were in the footwell, and every time he thrust, his backside caught the edge of the dashboard, and he was getting hotter and faster and more frustrated at not being ably to pump properly. His forelegs were still on my shoulders, and his head was on my breasts, On an impulse, I pulled my ‘T’ shirt up high and then pulled my bra above my tits, so his head was on my tits. He was sort of growling deep in his throat by now, and his tongue was lolling out, every now and then the tip of it would hit a nipple, sending a shock through me. I could feel him building, and I was humping back at him as hard as I could as well, almost at the point of orgasm, when he suddenly scrabbled for a hold even harder, braced his back feet against something, and pulled hard on his forelegs. His paws slipped of my shoulders, down, and across my tits and nipples, with his claws scoring lines down my skin. As the claws hit my nipples, the pain hit me, and it was a mix of torture and pleasure, the pleasure won and I came, and the scream would have waken the dead had it not been for that duster. I threw my arms round the dog, as he lay panting on my chest and belly, his cock deep in me pulsing and throbbing, and juice and cum leaking out of my onto the seat! I was shaking with the release, and the shock, and the sort of delicious pain in my tits and nipples, and we must have lain there for 10 minutes before I recovered enough to make a move. My legs were still trembling so much that I knew I dare not drive, and I had to clean myself up, or what would my housemate think when I got back! But, I did not have as much work to do as I thought, because the dog withdrew, and started to clean me up himself, licking all the juice and come off my legs and the seat, and pushing his tongue into my slit again and again to get more of the juice and cum. The sensation was wonderful, and I had at least two ‘aftershocks’ whilst he cleaned round! I put the light on in the car to see what sort of a mess I was in, and pulled my bra and ‘T’ shirt back into place. While I was trying to straighten my skirt, I saw the dog’s cock for the first time, and gasped at the size of it, and the size of the knot, wondering what would have happened if that had got inside me. I cleaned up, drove very carefully back home, and at the waste ground, opened the door and almost pushed the dog out. He dived out, and I slammed the door, and started to drive off. The dog ran beside me for a bit, tongue lolling, then barked and ran down a path off the road, and through a gate into a garden. Now I knew where he lived! I drove to our house, and was relieved to find it in darkness. I went in, and found a note from my housemate to say that she was going away for the weekend with her boyfriend, and not to worry about her, back Sunday evening! I was twice relieved at this, and almost crawled up the stairs to the bath, to soak, and examine my battered pussy, and the scratches on my shoulders, chest and breasts. My nipples were so tender that it almost hurt to look at them, but one touch and they stood up again, ready for action! (My body was out of my control!) I decided to go to the library next day, and see if I could find a book on dog breeding, or something like that. The first time had been exciting, dangerous, fun, frightening, and terrific, and I resolved that it would not be the last, but I needed to know more! If anyone wants more, let me know! I know my writing’s not very good, but I’ll try. E-mail me at amber2dog@netscapeonline.co.uk and let me know if you want more of the truth, or if you want me to make up stories! Amber