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Dogfucker
by rache
Copyright 2008 Rachael Ross all rights reserved. Intended for adults
only. rache696@yahoo.com http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/rache/www/index.htm
Story Codes: m/dog, oral, intercourse, petting, bestiality, romance
Synopsis: Sixteen year old David is deeply in love with his yellow
lab, Goddess. When their relationship is discovered by David's sister
things begin to look very dark for the boy and his dog.

Note: I want to preface this story by telling readers that this is in
no way a "how-to guide" for dog sex. There are a lot of real and
factual elements presented here, but I have also taken certain
liberties for the sake of storytelling. I do want to point out (for
you boys out there) that a condom should always be worn, not only for
your safety, but for your partner's as well. Seek accurate information
from a reliable source, preferably a veterinary health care
professional...Not from a story, okay? Not even one of mine. -rr

This story has been posted to Stories Online under the title "Goddess"
in May 2008 -rr

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Dogfucker
by rache


There was a note on the refrigerator when I got home from school. My
mom was going to the mall with a friend after work and would be home
around six. I was supposed to have a sandwich and some cookies, the
note said, but only a few. Being a sixteen year old boy like I was
didn't mean a whole lot to my mom. She still treated me like a little
kid.

My dad was at work and he didn't get home until about six thirty. My
older sister, Candice, was at cheerleader practice until five and she
never came home right away. She was seventeen and everyone called her
Candy. I wouldn't see her until at least six o'clock, probably seven,
which was when we had dinner every night.

I had thee hours all to myself and I wasn't gonna waste time making a
sandwich.

"Goddess!" I whistled and she came running. My two year old yellow lab
would have come sooner, but I'd been quiet and she'd probably been
sleeping on my bed. It was really her bed too, since we slept
together.

She's a beautiful dog. The most beautiful dog in the whole world, I
think. Nearly full grown then, Goddess was pretty big. Not huge, but
healthy and since I wasn't a particularly large teenaged boy, we were
a good match. I bet she weighed about seventy-five pounds maybe and
Goddess wasn't fat. She was lean and muscular. Her short golden fur
seemed to shimmer as her muscles moved beneath it. Her eyes were large
and brown mostly, with just a bit of amber around her black pupils.
Goddess had intelligent, curious eyes and she wasn't afraid to stare
into mine.

A lot of dogs will look away from a person, but not my Goddess. She
wasn't afraid of anyone or anything and I liked the way she always
moved with her head high, you know? She was obviously proud and she
had a right to be. When she came into the kitchen, she wasn't
scampering like some silly dog, she sauntered in, slowly and
deliberately, lifting her paws high like a pony might prance. I hadn't
taught her that. I hadn't taught Goddess anything. That's just the way
she was.

She regarded me silently for a moment and I just smiled at her. This
was what I'd been waiting all day for, to come home and be with her
again. After a moment, Goddess turned in a slow circle, showing
herself to me and twisting her head, watching me all the while. It was
an invitation because she knew we were alone. She was impatient too,
like I was, but so much more disciplined than me. Her personality
wouldn't let her be rushed into anything and I only knew she was eager
because I knew her so well.

Goddess made her circle and half of another, so that she stood there
with her long tail up and only barely moving. It was her only
concession to the excitement she felt at my return and I knew she
couldn't help it. I noted her narrow hips, admiring the small
indentations formed in the powerful muscles in her thighs. I loved the
way her back legs were straight and slightly spread, the way she
seemed to stand tip-toe with bony heels off the floor.

I moved to my knees and put my hands flat on the kitchen linoleum. I
crawled to her, the way I'd done so many times before and Goddess
watched me over her shoulder. Her ears were high then, twitching with
interest and I thought I saw her tremble with anticipation as I
approached. I took a deep breath and all I could smell was my Goddess.
A sweet odor that was barely discernable at first, but as I got closer
it became stronger, not pungent like when she was in heat, but the
faint musk that was always hers. I opened my mouth and tasted her on
the air and she didn't move from me, but merely lifted her tail even
higher.

I turned my head and pressed my nose against the odd shaped vulva of
her sex. It was soft and warm, reminding me of a tulip bulb turned
upside down. Goddess had a long wisp of blonde hair curling downward
from the tip and I touched it with my tongue, trying to remain calm.
My heart was stammering and I shook with excitement. My cock was
straining for release in the confines of my clothing. I kissed her
pussy and dragged my tongue upward, feeling her so soft like a velvet
pillow. I found the entrance to her womb and tickled Goddess with the
tip of my tongue and she rewarded me with a small push, thrusting
herself back against my mouth.

This was our ritual, the one Goddess had taught me. I would smell and
taste her first, while I fumbled blindly to undo my belt and open my
jeans. I kissed her pussy and licked it and when I could stand it no
longer I opened my mouth and took her vulva carefully inside. Goddess
liked that a lot and she made soft sounds of pleasure while I sucked
her pussy. I imagined it was the most delicate thing in the world and
I worked it gently with my tongue, feeling my saliva build up so that
her sex was bathing in it.

I had my cock free at last and I stroked it slowly, desperate for my
orgasm, but not wanting to waste a drop. I swallowed thickly and used
my tongue to penetrate Goddess, being ever mindful of my teeth and
determined as always to give her only the pleasure that she deserved.
I opened her pussy slowly with the tip and a soft growl of pleasure
issued from her throat. Goddess stood her ground and moved her hips,
pressing herself against my intrusion. She liked this part a lot and I
felt her cunt opening for me and I gained immediately the full flavor
of her passion.

If I told you that Goddess tasted faintly bitter, slightly acrid with
a pinch of salt perhaps, you might imagine that I didn't enjoy it. But
I did. For me it was something sweet and wonderful, like honey stained
with urgency. She was a delightful confusion to my senses and I pushed
my tongue inside her as far as I could, wriggling it against the soft
walls of her vagina. I wished I had a proper tongue then, a long one
with which I could fill her completely. I wanted to taste the very
limits of her cunt and lick her cervix. I wanted to reach into the
smoldering heart of her womb and kiss her there.

That thought was destined to make me cum if I wasn't careful, and so
after too few minutes of pleasing Goddess with my mouth, I pulled
reluctantly away. It was time and we were both ready for it. I
finished undressing quickly while Goddess bent her nose to her cunt,
sniffing and licking at the place my own tongue had so recently been.
I tossed my clothing aside, careless of our surroundings. The kitchen
was hardly the place for our lovemaking, but I didn't care. I liked
the idea, in fact, and Goddess and I had been systematically enjoying
our sex in every room in the house. I would remember this afternoon
everytime I sat down to a meal at my mom's table and that bit of
wanton wickedness made me smile.

I mounted Goddess quickly and she didn't protest. She was eager and
shaking, barking now with her excitement. She could smell my cock, my
arousal as it dripped from the swollen head of my penis to the floor.
I knelt behind her and stroked her flanks, grabbing gentle fists of
her luxurious fur. My cock pointed straight out and it was so perfect
for us that way. I barely had to guide myself in, taking my cock in my
hand and finding her pussy with the tip easily enough. Goddess seemed
too small for me at first, she always did, but we knew what we were
doing. Goddess would stretch easily around me and I gasped as I felt
my cock splitting her tight cunt.

I went slowly at first, more than Goddess would have liked, but only
because her wonderful anatomy required it. The way her pelvic bones
were formed created a narrow opening and I had to angle my cock upward
slightly, pressing inward and feeling not just the hot clasping
muscles of her sex, but beyond them the rigid structure of her bones.
Thrusting into Goddess recklessly as I'd done too often in the
beginning of our relationship would hurt. Slow was better and once I
was inside her completely, when I was sure of the path to our mutual
pleasure, then I could fuck her faster and harder the way we liked it.

Goddess was hot inside, her cunt surrounding me like a fever and I
moved in and out with short strokes at first, becoming longer as our
confidence grew. Her pussy seemed to ripple around me, the muscles
contracting with spasms intended to draw me deeper and hold me there.
Goddess was moving as well, her paws seeking purchase on the smooth
floor as she tried to push back. In another room, like ourbedroom
where it was carpeted, I could even relax and hold myself still as
Goddess would fuck herself on my cock greedily. The kitchen was
different though, the tiles frustrated her efforts and so it was all
up to me and I didn't mind.

I held Goddess with my hands on her thighs, my fingers curling so that
I could hold her by her legs and pull her back in time with my
thrusts. I wasn't going to last long, I rarely did at first. She was
too hot inside, too wet and tight, her pussy feeling more like a
sucking mouth than anything else. I always came too quickly and that
was why I knew we'd make love a second time, and probably a third
before the afternoon was finished; I'd last longer then and we'd both
enjoy it even more.

"Goddess...Mmmm...My Goddess..." I breathed and whispered and moaned her
name, listening to my lover growl and occasionally whine with her
sweet replies. We had a language all our own.

There was little doubt that we were in love with each other, Goddess
and me. We fucked not only for the pure pleasure of it, but because we
needed each other in that way. I was incomplete without her and so now
I was pumping her harder, feeling my balls full of cum and growing
tighter with each burning stroke. Goddess had her head down and the
fur on her neck and shoulders bristled with passion. Her soft tail
moved across my bare chest, back and forth so that she caressed me as
I leaned into her body. We were joined completely and I felt the fire
in my gut, the emotions that seemed to swell beyond anything I could
hope to contain. Goddess was my first and only love and I'd never want
another.

"God...Goddess! I'm uh-huh...Oh Jesus..." I had my eyes shut and my cock
seemed to grow even larger than it already was. I was sliding it in
and out of her easily, feeling the juices of our fuck matting my pubic
hair and running down my thighs. She was always so wet for me and I
was going to flood Goddess with my sperm. I was going to shoot hard
and deep into her beautiful cunt.

I arched my back, thrusting one last time as I held Goddess tightly
impaled upong my cock. My balls seemed to jump into my belly and then
I exploded with a loud gasp to punctuate my lover's high pitched
whine. She was cumming too, I thought and that knowledge only served
to increase my pleasure. I wanted her to cum with me.

"What the fuck?" a voice suddenly turned my blood to ice and I was
frozen, with my cock still ejaculating hot semen into Goddess. "Oh
God!"

My sister Candy was staring at us and then she was running, hunched
over and holding her stomach. I could hear her throwing up in the
hallway bathroom a few seconds later.

My brain was a confusion of doubt and fear, all my joy replaced by
something else entirely. Emotions unwanted filled me and I pulled my
cock from Goddess quickly, drawing a somewhat annoyed look from her.
She liked it when I remained inside until either I softened and her
vagina slowly pushed me out, or I was recovered and ready to fuck her
once more. Goddess sat down and began to lick at her swollen and
distended sex, lapping at the moisture seeping out. I was gathering my
clothes and hurrying upstairs, helpless in my fear and confusion. It
was fight or flight, and I was soon hiding in my bedroom.

I'd been caught. We'd been caught, Goddess and me fucking in the
middle of the kitchen. My sister had come home early for some reason
and there was no denying what Candy had seen. I didn't feel shame, I
can say that honestly, nor did I feel guilty about it, but I was
terrified by the consequences. My sister knew about us now, only her,
but it seemed to me like the whole world knew. My parents and friends,
the kids at school, my teachers. That was the fear, the idea of being
hurt because I loved my dog. Because I was in love with Goddess.

I hid under my covers, on my bed with the sheets and blanket pulled
over me. I'd dressed, of course, as if covering myself up would give
lie to what my sister had seen. I tried to clothe myself in normalcy.
I didn't feel abnormal, making love to Goddess, but I understood that
I was very much alone in my opinions and feelings. Nobody would
understand. Nobody would accept it.

"You sick freak!" my door opened suddenly because it had no lock and
my sister was there. She was yelling. "What's wrong with you?"

I didn't reply and I couldn't even see her, but Candy was quickly
pulling at the blanket, uncovering me as I huddled on the mattress. I
was afraid to look at her and I kept my eyes tightly shut.

"You're disgusting! Jesus Christ!" she screamed. "You dogfucker!
You're sick!"

I had my own anger welling up inside me by then, but it was small
compared to everything else and I didn't say anything. Candy made it
plain what she thought of me and we'd never been close. She was my
sister and I loved her, as I suppose she loved me, but we'd never been
friends. Now she was telling me she hated me and that hurt more than
anything else she might have said or done.

Candy left me soon enough, stomping out of my room without bothering
to close the door. That was okay, Goddess joined me a few minutes
later and I made room for her next to me. I covered us up with the
blanket and hugged her, feeling my eyes damp with tears. I didn't want
to cry, it didn't seem very manly, but Goddess didn't think badly of
me for it. She licked my face, washing them away with her rough tongue
and then my lips. I let her kiss me, opening my mouth so her tongue
found mine and I stroked her warm body and hugged her tightly.

We didn't make out or anything, not like we often did in my bed at
night. I wasn't in the mood for that sort of thing and Goddess
understood. It was enough to kiss and a great comfort to me while I
waited for my parents to come home. Candy would tell them what she'd
seen; I had little doubt of that and it led to a number of possible
results that I didn't want to contemplate. The most obvious and
frightening was that my parents would take Goddess away from me.

I couldn't bear that thought.

"David?" my mother's voice woke me up and I couldn't believe I'd
fallen asleep. "Hey, how do you feel?"

"Ummm..." I just looked at her, not understanding why she was giving me
a concerned smile.

"You feel a little warm," mom said and she was sitting on my bed.
"Candy said you're sick, do you want to eat something?"

"What did she say?" I asked slowly, tightening my arms around Goddess
who had her back to my chest as we lay side by side.

"Candy? She said you didn't feel good," mom told me. "When did this
start? Have you been throwing up or anything?"

"No," I shook my head. "I just...I don't feel good."

"Okay, well, I'll bring you a little something later, alright? Some
Seven-Up maybe."

"Okay," I agreed and I was trying to understand and believe that my
sister hadn't told on me.

"Okay," mom kissed my forehead. "Maybe I should take Goddess
downstairs..."

"No!" I said quickly and then lowered my voice. "I'm...We're okay here."

"Well, alright," mom smiled and she was okay with Goddess sleeping in
my bed, although it had taken about a year to get her used to the
idea.

Mom left us, closing my bedroom door just as I heard my dad's voice
asking her if I was okay. Candy hadn't told them. I had to think about
that and I wished there was some way to talk to my sister and find out
what she was thinking, but of course I couldn't. The last thing I
wanted to do was face her, not only because of how she'd reacted
earlier, but because I might unwittingly change her mind. Candy could
tell my parents anytime she felt like it and obviously my mission in
life now was to make sure that she didn't.

How to go about that though...I had no idea.

"Hey dogfucker," Candy said and I cringed.

She was in my room and I didn't know what time it was, but it must
have been pretty late. I'd had some soda and a sandwich that my mom
had brought up. I'd used the bathroom and Goddess had made her way
downstairs for her dinner and a little walk with my dad. We'd gone
back to bed, Goddess lying between my legs with her soft neck over my
crotch and her jaw resting on my tummy. That was always pretty
comfortable and we'd fallen asleep.

"Wake-up, pervert," Candy was standing there and I opened my eyes.

"What?" I asked, trying to sound unafraid without challenging her. She
held the upper hand and we both knew it.

"You know what," Candy said and she didn't sound anything like she
looked.

My sister was pretty, maybe even beautiful but since she was my sister
I didn't exactly see her the way other people did. Candy was tall and
blonde; she had my mom's features, sort of a wholesome girl-next-door
look, like she was innocent with her big blue eyes. She wasn't though.
She had boyfriends and she partied, had fun like all the other popular
kids at school. Candy hadn't been a virgin since she was fifteen, I
knew that and for a fleeting second I imagined I could hold that
against her, strike a bargain of some sort.

No, that wasn't going to work. Our parents knew she was sexually
active. Mom had even put her on the pill. They just didn't know how
busy Candy was in the fun department and I couldn't prove anything
anyway. Candy was bright and popular and careful to stay out of
trouble, the apple of our parents' eyes despite her parade of new
boyfriends. I was something else altogether.

I was shy and remote, going through high school with good grades and
few friends. I liked playing soccer and I'd joined the summer youth
league when I was thirteen, but that was the extent of my social life.
I spent a lot of time reading and I wasn't lonely despite my parents'
concern. I was comfortable with myself and the only thing I imagined I
was missing was a girlfriend, because I'd hit puberty and girls were
very interesting for a time. I might have come out of my shell when I
was fourteen because I'm not ugly, I know that. I have the same good
looks everyone in my family does and some kids, some girls, made it
clear that they wanted to be my friend.

That possible future went by the wayside when my dad brought Goddess
home. I fell in love with her immediately and Goddess took possession
of me. We were inseparable and soon to become lovers. Goddess became
my girlfriend and I could give you a thousand reasons why, but unless
you're like me you wouldn't understand any of them. If you are like
me, then you already know what I'm talking about.

"What do you think mom and dad will do when they find out you fucked
the dog?" Candy asked me.

"I don't know," I frowned and I understood we were having this
conversation just because Candy was cruel.

"Put her to sleep, I bet," Candy said and I stared at her. "Dad will
say he's giving her away to some nice family on a farm, but he won't.
He'll take her to the vet and get her a shot, what do you think?"

"Shut-up," I swallowed hard.

"Probably get you a shot too," Candy nodded, standing there with her
arms crossed and her legs spread, staring down at me. "Some medication
to make you normal."

"What do you want?" I asked her.

"Nothing," she shrugged. "I just wanted to see the dogfucker."

"Go away," I was blinking back tears and I didn't dare let her see me
cry.

"Yeah," she agreed. "Sweet dreams."

I didn't fall asleep right away and I didn't have any good dreams.

Mom wouldn't let me stay home from school. I was entirely too healthy
and so she pushed and prodded me out the door. Candy was already gone;
she hadn't ridden the school bus in three years. One or another of her
friends was always there to give her a ride, usually a guy, but her
cheerleader friends too. Dad had promised her a car for her eighteenth
birthday and Candy liked to cry about having to wait that long.

I had to ride the bus and I did, sitting with one of the few kids I
could call my friend. His name was Thomas and he was a total geek, but
pretty smart anyway. We both liked the same science fiction books and
he'd started a little club at school. I went some of the meetings and
it was okay, but usually I just wanted to go home after school and see
Goddess.

"What's wrong with you?" Thomas asked me and I looked at him. "You
look like somebody kicked your dog."

"That's not funny," I said and I meant it.

"Sorry," Thomas frowned. "I didn't mean..."

"Yeah, yeah," I sighed.

I was going to be in a bad mood all day since I hadn't slept very well
the night before. I just wanted to get to school and get it over with
so I could go home. I felt very insecure leaving Goddess by herself,
like something might happen to her. Maybe Candy had told our parents
and they'd decided not to say anything to me at all, but just take
Goddess away while I was at school. It was an insane thought, but it
frightened me and I was going to worry about it all day long.

"Shhhh...There he is!" I heard my sister saying and her three
cheerleader friends were giggling and staring at me.

"Oh no..." I just stopped halfway out the school bus door and I knew
what Candy had done.

"Hurry up! Get off the bus, stupid!" some kid pushed me from behind
and I almost fell flat on my face.

"Dogfucker," one of the girls said and I felt the blood rushing to my
face.

"That's so gross!" another girl said with a happy laugh.

Other kids were looking at them, of course, hovering nearby because my
sister and her friends were the most popular girls in school. Everyone
wondered what the joke was and it wouldn't be long at all before it
got out. Four girls knew I had sex with Goddess and the news would
spread like a wildfire, there was little doubt of that. By noon every
kid in school would know, some of the teachers too because they were
neither deaf nor stupid. A lot of people wouldn't really believe it,
but that didn't matter in the least. It was still funny, something
outrageous and sick and irresistible that had to be shared and laughed
about.

Candy had just destroyed my life and she probably didn't even know it.
I hoped so anyway. I could almost forgive her for being stupid, but
not evil. That was a thought for much later though, right then I was
just feeling very unhappy.

"Hey dogfucker," Cal Cartwright, one of the school bullies was
following me down the hallway after my third period English class.
"You wear a rubber when you fuck your girlfriend?"

I ignored him, walking quickly with my head down.

"You don't wanna catch rabies or anything, right?" he delivered the
punch line and the group of kids walking with us laughed.

"What's your girlfriend's name, anyway?" another boy asked. "Lassie?"

More laughing and I was practically running.

"Don't get too close to him, you might get fleas," a girl said.

I went into my fourth period math class followed by laughter and
stupid jokes. A few kids were already in there and they were staring
and whispering, those who'd heard the rumor were sharing it with those
who hadn't. I could see their eyes widening, focusing on me as big
grins spread across their faces.

"No! Really?" ... "Yeah, I swear! I heard it from his sister!" ... "He's a
dogfucker?"

I stood there for ten seconds maybe and then I left, almost running
into the teacher as she was coming into the classroom.

"David? Where are you going?" Ms. Sands asked and I looked up at her
and shook my head. She wasn't our usual teacher anyway, but one of the
new substitutes the school used from time to time.

I just ducked around the woman, going down the hall the way I came. I
couldn't stay in that school for another minute. I was miserable and
tired of being laughed at and worried about Goddess. I hated Candy. I
hated everyone, all those kids. I hated the world right then and the
only good I could find in it was Goddess. I needed her or I was going
to do something stupid. I hadn't let my thoughts go so far yet, but it
was there, lurking in the back of my brain like something cold and
dark. If I got home and Goddess was gone...

I already knew what I'd have to do.

I ran all the way home. I was going to be in trouble, but I didn't
care. I ran two and half miles, feeling the cramp in my side and
ignoring it. Pain didn't matter. Nothing mattered except getting home.
I'd be safe there, for a little while anyway. Goddess would be there
and it would be okay somehow. That was as far into the future as I
could look.

I was stumbling by the time I reached my house, breathless and feeling
my heart ready to burst. I was bathed in sweat and I groped with
trembling fingers for the key in my pocket. I was calling for her,
even before I had the door unlocked; shouting for Goddess and
desperate to hear her welcoming barks. I flung the door wide and then
relaxed, smiling and nodding and very nearly collapsing as Goddess
bounded off the sofa. She'd been watching me through the window and
now she was pressing her head against me, turning her body and leaning
against my thighs while I stroked and finally embraced her.

Goddess was safe and so was I.

My clothes were sticky with sweat and I pulled them off in my bedroom
while Goddess lay on my bed watching me. I was close enough that she
could reach me with her tongue, and my beautiful blonde lover did just
that, tickling me as I stood there naked. She loved the way I tasted
when I was hot and sweaty. Maybe it was just the salt on my skin, but
I didn't think so.

I moved even closer and her nose found my pubic hair and then her
tongue found my cock and balls. I began to harden immediately and that
pleased us both. The first time Goddess had sucked my cock I'd been a
little nervous, but I trusted her completely and she liked to do it. I
stroked her head, playing with her left ear, and Goddess opened her
mouth and the head of my cock went inside.

Goddess didn't actually suck me, of course, I'm not even sure if such
a thing would be physically possible. Instead she merely let me push
my erection into her mouth and I felt her sharp teeth on either side,
top and bottom but I wasn't scared. Goddess wasn't overly large there,
her jaws were long and narrow and not intended for anything but
chewing really. It was a thrill, sliding my cock over her tongue and
she took nearly all of it, only jerking her head if I went too far.
Goddess was very sensitive to something touching the back of her mouth
and so I had to be careful of that.

After a moment or two, when Goddess was once again used to having my
cock in her mouth, it was better for us. She'd actually close her
mouth, not completely or anything, but enough and make playful noises
deep in her throat. I could feel the roof of her mouth with its hard
and closely spaced ridges rubbing along my shaft. By contrast, the
underside of my penis was against her tongue which was wet and smooth
and rough all at once. Like fine, wet sandpaper. She'd close her mouth
slightly and snap her tongue, trying to lick my cock. I enjoyed those
sensations a lot and she liked the taste of my sweat and precum as it
began to flow freely from the glans.

Goddess let me play with her mouth for several minutes before she grew
bored with it and I just smiled, watching as she found something
better to do in licking my balls.

"Hmmm...Goddess," I laughed, almost forgetting now my earlier distress.
"Lick them up, girl...God, you're beautiful...Lick my balls, hmmm..."

She liked it when I talked to her and I did so constantly. She was my
best friend, my girlfriend and constant companion. I had no illusions
mind you; no fanciful wish to be a dog myself, or that Goddess would
be transformed somehow into a girl that I could marry. I was more than
happy that I was a boy and she was a dog, it was perfect and the way
nature had intended. If there were such a thing as magic, it had
already happened long before, when we'd fallen in love with each
other. Goddess and I needed nothing beyond that.

"We won't be able to stay here," I told her, thinking aloud while her
tongue washed my balls thoroughly.

My cock slide across her face and I spread my legs, giving Goddess
room to reach my anus. She loved that too, extending her tongue as far
as possible, the tip curling upward so that it tickled my asshole. She
found something there she liked and I giggled as I turned around,
presenting Goddess with my ass, reaching back to spread my cheeks and
she wagged her tail happily while she tried her very best to tongue
fuck my ass.

"Ummm..." I sighed, bent over slightly and rocking my hips. God, that
felt so good and Goddess was getting me very wet back there. I was
going to have to make love to her soon. My cock was aching and getting
harder to ignore.

I took her on the bed and I'll tell you the truth: It's very difficult
to make love to a dog in the missionary position, a female dog at
least. Maybe it's easier for girls with their male studs, but a bitch
like Goddess really isn't built for it. It took a long time before
she'd even let me try and months of practice before I think she was
comfortable with our decidedly human arrangement. Now she was much
more patient and while we didn't do it often, that just made it more
special. I loved fucking her face to face.

Goddess was on her back and I stroked her belly at first, feeling her
small hard nipples beneath my hands. I always enjoyed her tits and I
lowered my head so I could lick and kiss them. The ones near her chest
were smaller and barely there, but as I slid my mouth further down
they became thicker and longer. The nipples at the very bottom, at the
softest part of her tummy were the best, my favorites because they
were very large compared to the others. I nursed on them happily,
biting and sucking, chewing on them with my gentle teeth and Goddess
didn't mind at all. She liked it a lot and sometimes she wouldn't let
me stop. Goddess would growl and whine, wriggling on her back like a
fish until I suckled her once more. Silly girl.

While I sucked her tits I used my fingers to play with her cunt,
rubbing her vulva and admiring the way it felt so soft beneath my
fingers. It was plump and fatty and I penetrated her carefully with
one finger. Not far at all because she was so sensitive to things like
fingernails and I kept mine carefully trimmed, but more importantly
Goddess wasn't wet at all yet.

If we were making out and I wanted to finger her, I used some KY Jelly
I'd steal from Candy's room. It worked really well and didn't hurt
Goddess since it's water based. I used it sometimes when we fucked
too, but I was pretty good at getting her excited with my mouth.
Trying to fuck Goddess when she was dry would have been bad, believe
me. I really loved going down on her anyway though, I mean I could do
it for an hour easily, I didn't mind. I was in love.

Eating her pussy while Goddess was on her back was the best for me,
easier than if she was standing up and it gave me perfect access.
Well, when we got into a sixty-nine with her on top, that was
seriously sweet too. On her back was really good though and I was able
to take her into my mouth right away, all of her sex and suck on it,
washing it with my tongue while I kept her there. I worked my tongue
against her vaginal opening while my mouth filled with spit and
Goddess opened up for me nicely after just a few minutes. I played
with her chest and sides, stroked her belly while I made her feel good
with my mouth. I spent at least ten minutes sucking her pussy like
that and I would have spent more, much more if I wasn't always so
eager to make love to her.

I whispered soft words and kept one hand on her chest and belly while
I used the other to bring my cock to her pussy. This was always
special because I could look down and see her golden cunt opening for
me, catching just a glimpse of the delicate interior which was
brightly colored in pink and red. Her pussy seemed entirely too small
for my cock, but she stretched easily and I smiled as the smooth glans
of my penis was swallowed whole. The way the pale shaft of my cock
disappeared inside her always turned me on. Sometimes I couldn't
believe we really doing it, even though we'd fucked a hundred times.
We were mated again now and it was like magic and unbelievable almost.
I just had to pause and smile before I began to push slowly, threading
the odd sexy needle that was her cuntal canal.

It was a different sort of sex, something more intimate and loving
than the usual in and out fucking. That was because of our position
more than anything else and I really had to be careful, like I'd push
in a little and then pull back, just inching my way inside. It was a
serious tease for me and Goddess too because she liked to be fucked.
Goddess was pretty horny for being a girl. I was able to get all of my
cock inside her after just a few minutes, stretching her slowly and
finding the depths of her sex as hot and ready as ever. Once I was in,
with my balls flush against her soft fur and the pink pucker of her
ass, I didn't really fuck her. That wouldn't have worked in that
position. I just lowered my body to cover hers, carefully taking my
weight upon my elbows and knees, and we just made out like bandits!

We kissed and I rolled my hips slightly, working my cock with only the
shortest possible strokes. Mostly I was moving more side to side
inside her, so that we were in a gentle grind that felt amazing to me
as her cunt would just massage my cock like a fist, I swear. Goddess
held every inch of me for five minutes that way, while I licked at her
tongue and teeth and coaxed my lover to kiss me back. She licked my
face and into my mouth and I sucked her tongue playfully, making a
game of it as she'd pull it back with a soft growl, then offer it
again a second later. I kissed her face and neck, whispered in her
ears, and all the while I was gently stirring my cock inside her juicy
womb.

Goddess made me cum. The way her pussy tugged at my cock like a hungry
mouth, the walls squeezing around me with relentless pressure, it was
all too much for me and I couldn't stand it for long. I pressed my
face into her soft neck, kissing Goddess over and over, and finally
gasping as my orgasm exploded inside her. Goddess didn't move or try
to escape, that was the amazing thing, the proof that she loved and
trusted me. I didn't withdraw from her right away either, but left my
cock inside her, spending our time kissing and nuzzling each other
gently until it grew soft and her vaginal muscles pushed me out. For
some reason, Goddess always liked to lick my ears after I came.

It was exactly what we'd needed, that quietly loving fuck on my bed
and it was with some reluctance that I lifted myself away.

I'd already made up my mind to leave. My secret was out and even if my
parents didn't know yet, I imagined they would hear something
eventually. I couldn't go back to school anyway. No matter what
happened at home, my life was over. I didn't need those kids, not so
long as I had Goddess, but I didn't need to be bullied and humiliated
either. I was sixteen and I had a little money in a coffee can in my
closet, a few hundred dollars I'd been saving for a decent telescope
someday. I wasn't sure how long it would last, but if I could find
someplace cheap to stay, find a job maybe...

It was pretty hopeless.

I suppose my only real plan was to run away, frighten my parents
enough so that I could negotiate some kind of arrangement, or
something. Our family had relatives across the country; we were pretty
well spread out. Someone would take me in with my parents' blessing I
was sure, one of my aunts or uncles maybe. My grandparents weren't so
old and I got along with them really good. A new town, a new school...

I didn't like that idea either, but what else was there? I needed a
miracle and I paused for a second, listening for the phone to ring. Or
the doorbell...I said a quick prayer...

Nothing. Sorry kid, we're all out of miracles today and the fact was I
couldn't even imagine a miracle that might cover my problem. I
supposed winning the lottery would be helpful, except I'd never
entered one. Maybe finding out that both of my parents totally
sympathized with me because they really, really loved dogs too...Not
likely and I didn't want to think about my parents having sex at all
with anyone. I pushed that one aside quick. What was left? Aliens,
earthquakes, the Second Coming...Sure, it would be handy having Jesus on
my side. Having something catastrophic happen just to put my love life
in proper perspective? That sounded almost fair just then.

As you can tell I was going a little crazy while I packed. I wasn't
bringing much, just a backpack with little more than a change of
clothes in it. I made sure I brought food for Goddess, as much as I
could carry. I grabbed a couple apples for myself. I tried to explain
to her what we were doing and maybe Goddess understood, maybe not. It
didn't matter, I knew she'd stay with me through thick or thin and I
just really worried that I wasn't going to be able to support her. I
didn't care about myself so much, Goddess was way more important than
me and it was almost enough to make me change my mind.

But not quite. Not if dad might take her to the farm, you know? I
honestly didn't think he would, but I wasn't going to risk it. My
sister had scared the hell out of me with that one.

"Uh...Hi," Ms. Sands said and she was standing on my front porch, her
finger poised an inch from the doorbell.

"Hi," I blinked at her because I'd only opened the door so that
Goddess and I could leave.

We just stared at each other for a few seconds. I was wearing jeans
and a t-shirt, a jacket over that and my good hiking boots. I had my
backpack over my shoulder and a leash attached to Goddess. She didn't
like wearing a collar and I felt bad about that.

Ms. Sands looked just like she had at school. She was young, having
just graduated from college, like twenty-two maybe? I dunno. That's
why she was just a substitute anyway. Ms. Sands was attractive too,
all the guys at school thought so. She dressed nice in a dark,
conservative skirt and yellow blouse. She'd worn a blazer at school,
but now she didn't. Soft brown eyes, auburn hair, long probably, but
pinned back so it was hard to tell.

"What are you doing here?" I finally asked her. "I'm not going back to
school."

I didn't think they'd send a substitute teacher to bring me back, but
it was the first thought that popped into my head. Finding her on my
front porch was really weird.

"Are you going somewhere?" she countered with a question of her own
and I shrugged. "I, uh, heard some talk at school..."

"Oh," I felt my stomach knot up painfully and I looked away, not down,
just away from her steady gaze.

"...This must be Goddess. Is that her name?" Ms. Sands said and she
didn't sound like she was making fun of me. Instead she actually knelt
and held her hand out, inviting Goddess to smell and then lick her
fingers. "She's beautiful."

"Yeah," I frowned, wanting to be on my way more than ever. Teachers
knew about us, pretty soon it would be all over town.

"David, um, what I heard..." Ms. Sands stood back up and I knew she
wanted me to look at her.

"I don't care," I said.

"...Um, shoot," she laughed nervously. "I had a little speech but I
forgot it."

"A speech?" I did look at her then. She wasn't making much sense.

"I have a dog," Ms. Sands told me. "A black lab named Shadow, he's a
really great dog."

"Good for you," I said. "I gotta...We gotta go and..."

"I love him, David," she swallowed hard and even turned a little red.
"I mean, I love him like...uh...I love him the way you love Goddess." Ms.
Sands took a deep breath, "Whew...I never told anyone about this before...
Sorry."

She looked around and we were standing right there on the front porch
in the middle of the afternoon. The sky was blue and the sun was
bright and it wasn't the sort of time and place for sharing deep and
personal secrets. Ms. Sands looked past my shoulder, probably hoping
I'd invite her in so we could at least have the privacy of four walls
around us.

"So you believe what they're saying about me?" I asked, making it
sound like an accusation.

"Uh, well..." she nodded slowly, "...I was hoping it's true, yeah."

"Why?" I stared at her. "Do you know what it feels like?"

"No," she shook her head and looked down. "I don't, but I know what
the fear feels like."

"It's worse than that," I said softly. "I have to go."

I started stepping further out of the doorway, pulling the front door
shut behind me as Ms. Sands took a step back.

"Where are you going?" she asked me.

"I don't know," I said truthfully. "Someplace else."

"I'm going upstate," she looked up again, her eyes looking into mine.
"Permanently. I got offered a job, a teaching job in a smaller town
and I'm taking it. Do you want to come with me?"

"What?" I blinked at her, trying to understand what she was saying.

"You can come with me. It'll be alright," she said.

"I don't even know you," I said. "You don't know me."

"So? We'll find out, right?" she smiled. "I'll have a job, you'll have
a place to stay while you sort things out..."

"Why?" I asked her. "Why would you do this for me?"

"I don't know," she laughed nervously. "Because we both love our dogs?
Because, um...I grew up terrified of what's happening to you and I want
to help."

"I don't have much money," I sighed. "I can't...I mean, I don't know if
I'll be able to pay you or..."

"It'll be okay, David," she held out her hand. "I'm Julie."


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