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Subject: {ASSM} My Sister's Dog by Anjing
Date: Wed, 2 Aug 2000 02:10:27 -0400
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I've enjoyed reading much of what is posted in this newsgroup. The fiction
stories are stimulating, but I would be more interested in sharing stories of
real, personal experiences.
I know when my personal interest in animal/human sex began. When I was
thirteen, my sister Janice came back home to live. She is two years older than
me, so she was 15 at the time. She had been living at a school for "troubled
girls" for over a year. At the time she first went there, my mother explained
it to me by saying that Janice had to go because she didn't get along with our
stepfather, had been skipping school, staying out nights, etc. Once my mother
and stepfather broke up, Janice came back home to live.
Before she left I really hadn't paid much attention to my sister, except to
fight with her over the usual brother-sister things. When she came back I
found myself fascinated by her. Partly because she was a semi-stranger now;
partly because (to my 13 year old mind) her having lived away from home seemed
glamorous; partly because she was more physically developed than when she left;
and probably mainly because I was further along in puberty myself than when I
had last seen her.
Whatever the reason, the result was that I spied on her frequently. Boys will
be boys, especially at thirteen. We had adjacent rooms on the second floor of
our house which shared a common heat grate. It was one of those old-fashioned
kind about the size of a school notebook against the wall. I discovered that
by opening the grate and laying on the floor, I could view a large portion of
her room. Every night I made sure I was in my room with the lights out prior
to my sister going to bed so that I could watch her undress through the grate.
My mother no longer had to argue with me about my bedtime and complimented me
on my new-found maturity. If she had known the real reason she would not have
been so pleased.
Some nights were better than others for my voyeuristic activities, but since my
sister's dresser was directly across from the wall with the grate I usually
got to see some degree of nudity every night. Unfortunately, once she lay down
on her bed I could no longer see her. This was especially frustrating since,
judging from the sounds she was making and the fact that she often placed a
chair under the door handle to keep from being surprised, I guessed she was
doing something very sexy - something that my thirteen year old mind couldn't
imagine. At that time I didn't know that girls could masturbate.
My sister was blonde and fair-skinned like my mother and me. She was tall for
her age and had a good figure. Long legs, nice breasts, long straight hair
that she used to iron, the usual case of mild teenage acne - but all in all
quite attractive. To me she was incredibly erotic; far more so than the nudes I
had seen in my stepfather's skin magazines. In contrast, her best friend Dana
was a small, dark-haired tomboy-looking girl. She had an olive complexion and
her hair was cut as short as mine.
Janice and Dana had met and become friends while they were both at the girl's
school. Dana was still at the school but unlike my sister who never came home
during her time there, Dana seemed to come home every other weekend. She
usually spent all day Saturday at our house. Dana was an extremely quiet,
almost secretive sort of person. She paid absolutely no attention to me. I
don't think my mother was pleased to have Dana around so much, but since she
never did anything wrong there wasn't much Mom could say. Whenever she would
encourage my sister to make some other friends, Janice would say how much "fun"
Dana was. I was always puzzled by this remark since I had never seen Dana do
anything I considered even remotely to be fun. Mostly she and Janice
whispered and giggled and hung out in my sister's room.
I never really peeked through the grate into my sister's room during the day
because I figured there wouldn't be anything to see and also because I was
afraid that if it wasn't dark in my room, Janice might be able to see my face.
One Saturday, however, when Mom was at work, I came back to my room to get my
baseball mitt and heard Dana and Janice through the vent saying, "Come on,
Bailey, you know you like it."
Bailey was our short-haired golden labrador retriever. He had belonged to my
stepfather but had been left with us when my stepfather had moved out into an
apartment. Curiosity overcame my sense of caution and I lay down on the floor
and peered through the grate. The sight I saw sent a jolt of sexual excitement
through me that I can still remember to this day. Inside the room the chair
had been propped under the door handle; my sister was standing in front of
Bailey completely naked; she had both hands on her pussy, spreading it wide
apart while Bailey's long tongue lapped at her over and over. When, after a
few minutes, the dog seemed to lose interest, Dana came over with what I later
discovered to be a jar of peanut butter and with her fingers spread some on my
sister's pussy. Putting her fingers in front of Bailey's nose she then led the
dog back to Janice and he would start to lick her crack enthusiastically again.
This went on for several more minutes until my sister shuddered with what I, in
a sudden burst of understanding, recognized to be an orgasm. At this point
Dana, who had been wearing only her bra and panties, stripped naked. Her
breasts were small but the nipples were large and cone-shaped and jutted
straight out (to this day my favorite kind.) Her bush was very dark and hairy;
in extreme contrast to my sister's wispy blonde pubic region.
Dana put on her bluejean jacket, spread a blanket on the floor and then got
down on all fours. At the time I couldn't guess what was to come next. I
thought perhaps she was going to lick my sister's pussy like the dog had done -
but she had something much kinkier in mind.
From my vantage point I was looking directly at Dana's backside. I could see
every inch of her pussy as well as the little brown puckered ring of her
asshole. The next thing I saw was my sister leading Bailey over to Dana. I
don't know what she had done to him but his cock was extended a good six inches
out of his sheath and it swayed back and forth as he walked. Janice helped
Bailey get up on Dana's back and then reached down and guided the dog's cock
into her friend's pussy.
At this point Dana let out a squeal and Bailey started humping like crazy.
From where I was looking all I could see was his ballsack swinging back and
forth, back and forth, making a little slapping sound each time it hit Dana's
pussy. After a few minutes the dog stopped humping and just lay on Dana's back
for what seemed like 5-10 minutes.
During this time Dana and my sister were talking. Janice asking "How was it?"
and Dana saying words to the effect that it was fantastic. She then said to my
sister, "You're next." to which Janice replied, "I don't know if I'm ready to
do that." Finally the dog got off Dana's back and walked away with his cock
still out and swinging, but somewhat shrunken. Just before Dana got up I saw
that her pussy was completely soaking wet, either from her own juices or
Bailey's come or some combination of the two. Janice and Dana then got on the
bed together and I couldn't see anything else, although I did hear them
giggling and moaning.
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Although I tried to, I never caught Janice and Dana doing anything like this
again. Not too long after this, Janice started to go out with boys and we saw
less and less of Dana. When she was eighteen, Janice got married and moved out
.
All this happened twenty years ago, but still thinking about gets me hard.
Ever since then I have had a particular interest in human/animal sex; and this
interest/obsession has led me to have several other interesting experiences
which I may write about later.
As for my sister, I see her on the holidays, and she is still a very attractive
woman - a mother of three, now divorced. I have never mentioned to her what I
saw on that day; however on several occasions when we have been alone after
drinking I have been tempted to bring it up. I probably never will though.
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