bestiality story
Kay…so this is my first time writing this stuff…so like, excuse it if it's horribly bad…This story is fictional writing and from a dog's point of view.
Part 1
My name's Rover, and this is my story. I had never been loved once in my life. Sure, I was a handsome dog, big, loveable, but no one had ever truely loved me, until a few years into my life, but let me start with the beginning. I was and still am a golden retriever. I was born in a litter of three, and had one sister and a brother as well. My mother loved us both, and we were strays in the countryside, since my mother got abandoned by her owner when he discovered that she was pregnant. Before that though, he called her a sl*t and that he didn't want a sheepdog that had been f*cking every godda*n mutt in the countryside. My mother, who had thought her owner harbored kind feelings toward her was heartbroken. That didn't stop her from caring for us like any good mother would though. She taught us how to hunt, what to avoid, even how to herd cattle and sheep. As well as that, we listened to her through her times of grief, in which she told us about the ups and downs of life. Soon after, our mother died of a disease. It was shortly after a fox tried to attack us, and so our mother jumped in and took a bite before she drove it away. 
It was as if the fox had gone mad. Foxes usually left us alone, aware of the danger they would face from my mother's wrath. This one had been foaming at the mouth and drooling like there was no tomorrow. I felt happy that my mother had saved us, but that happiness vanished when we found her lying on her side one morning, her eyes clouded over and her mother covered with the same foam around the fox's mouth. At first, we though the fox had come back and killed her, but we quickly dismissed the idea when we found no sign of any struggle. My siblings and I concluded that it was some sort of sickness. Sorrowfully, we split paths. My sister followed me as I walked along the dusty country path. My brother went the other way, seeking to find his own adventures. Soon after, there were roaring noises and great things that reached to the sky. I later found out that they were buildings, and that the area the buildings were all grouped together in was called a city. My sister and I wandered into an alleyway, where we ate whatever we could find in it, since there were no mice to hunt, at least, we didn't find any. As we were walking along a hard pathway that was a dull gray color, a human leaned over us and crooned something. 
She picked up my sister who whimpered and scrabbled all around. Then the lady walked away, looking back and me and wagging a finger. She had told me to stay there, but I didn't heed her, and as soon as her back was turned, I bolted. I thought of going back for my sister, but I didn't have the courage. When I finally did go look through the window of the building that the lady had took my sister to, I saw her frolicking happily, and playing with small humans. I had used to be a average sized dog, and now my fur was mangled and I was thin. My sister looked as healthy as ever, so I sadly turned away.
Soon afterwards, I was snatched up by a strange human and put in a van, then locked up with many other dogs. I was taken home by another man and then used for fighting purposes. I almost lost my life many times. I still didn't give up hope that one day, I'd be safe from the world's terrors. I was taken back to the area with the penned up dogs, and taken by many other strange people, all who were cruel to me. Finally, one day, there was a girl that looked to be about 18. 
I knew this because she had a pair of car keys with her, so I figured that she must be somewhere around that age range. Through my adventures that were so filled with despair, I had learned a lot about human life, and what they were like. Some were cruel, and few were kind, or so I figured. The girl looked at me, then moved on. A few minutes later, she came back and cooed at me, smiling when I barked happily at her, amazed that she was actually paying attention to me. I thought that she would have taken some of the smaller dogs, that girls usually took home, the ones with the annoying yappy bark. She called one of the dogcatchers over, and pointed at me, then told them that she wanted to take me. I was filled with joy, and leapt around and barked. The girl looked at me in surprise, as if she didn't know that dogs knew what humans said. Of course we knew, but I guess many people didn't know that we knew. I was happy with her. She actually fed, and bathed me, taking me out for walks when I needed them. The girl's name, I later learned, was Kathy. 
Kathy was kind to me, and taught me a few tricks, in which she always rewarded me if I preformed them correctly. One night, she came home with tears in her eyes. I growled a little, as she had went out with a boy earlier on, and then came home two hours later, looking like she was going to burst out crying uncontrollably.
She didn't, but a few tears did trickle down her face. I leapt up on the sofa and licked her face clean. She smiled a little and said, "Oh Rover…you can't possibly know how I feel. He broke up with me…and I thought he had been serious about our relationship. I can't believe he dumped me for Cara! That b*tchy sl*t!" She screamed out the end and started to cry again. I snuggled up closer to her, and then licked her face again. She got up half-heartedly and went into the bathroom, not bothering to close the door like she usually did. She took off her clothes, something I never saw her do before, and then slumped down against the wall. Kathy had probably aimed to take a shower, but was now to broken up to do so. Then something happened that I never would have thought was possible. 
Her scent hit me in the face, and lured me to her. It was like a female in heat, and I tried to resist, telling myself that Kathy didn't need my lust, and what she needed was comfort. However, I just couldn't. Padding over, I lowered my head between her thighs and licked the spot that the aroma was coming from. Kathy gasped in surprise, but then moaned as I licked it again. She spread her legs further apart and I set to work. Digging my snout deep into her pussy, I licked feverishly while Kathy made odd noises. I dug my tongue deep into her, lapping up the juices that came out of her. Soon, my cock came out of it's sheath, standing erect and Kathy screamed, "F*ck me Rover!" She moved on all fours, much like us dogs would. I obliged and mounted her, diggin my cock into her clit. She groaned in pleasure as she I started to hump her, pushing myself to the edge. My knot slipped inside her as the rest of my cock started to unsheath as well. Soon, my whole 13 inch length was inside her and I pumped hard. 
I could feel her organsming beneath me and I couldn't take it anymore, so I unloaded myself deep in her womb. Cum filled what space was left in her vagina and then I turned, so that my ass was touching hers. We stayed there like that for twenty minutes, then I gently pulled my cock out of her. A warm gush of my cum poured out of her as Kathy lay down, panting. I went over and licked her clit again, cleaning it, and also licked her nipples, hard under my rough tongue. She moaned again, and then sighed as I finished up and went to clean myself. After that, she went upstairs to her bed, and I followed, not knowing what was to come in the future…..
Not too much sex in this one, cause if there was always sex, it'd be sorta boring.
To be continued….