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I want to make it clear that even though there is mention of a young girl, this is only back story and in no way is there anything of a sexual nature going on with a child.
This is a story of Victoria who is a 28 year old woman now, but to understand how she got here, you have to know where she came from. Vicky was 10 and was about the prettiest girl around and could have easily won any beauty pageant she had entered, but she was more introverted, so pageants were not something she was interested in. She lived in a small town in Tennessee with a mother who was an alcoholic and a step-father who was as well, and who also liked to beat on the mother for his kicks. The only time he was ever violent to Vicky was the day she would become scarred for life due to him throwing a whiskey bottle at her which smashed her jaw in three places and left glass wounds that never healed properly. On a day like any other, Vicky was playing in her room when she heard the fighting start. She hid in her closet like her mother had instructed her to do, but this time, mother didn't come tell her the coast was clear…so she waited…and waited…not a sound. Vicky worked up the nerve to call for Dutch, which was the great dane who treated her like a princess and followed her everywhere. He didn't come that day. She nervously snuck out into the hallway, and still nothing. She called for Dutch again adding a whistle to it, dead silence. She made her way slowly down the hall and into the living room and that is when she saw them…she had lost both her parents that day to a drunken brawl that had ended in her mother stabbing the step-father, and from the looks of it and the police report, he had snapped her neck before he died. The only odd thing in her young mind was tha Dutch had not come to her…so she went searching for him, even before she called 911…but he was not there. She did not find out until her aunt told her when she was around 20, that the reason for the fight that day was that the step-father had grown tired of the dog and had shot it and buried it that day. She always thought he had just ran away from home, but now she had closure.
Fast forward 18 years. Vicky was now a woman and from the neck down, she was fit for a penthouse pet, but due to her disfigured face, most men would not give her a second look and the ones who did only wanted to have sex and then would not call her back, so she had grown used to being alone most of the time. She worked as an artist and made a good living, so the way she felt, she did not need a man anyway. She had experimented with a lesbian neighbor a few times, but even though the sex was great, it just felt too weird for her to get into. One night as she was eating her dinner on the porch, she heard a fog whelping in pain as if it had been shot, so she grabbed a flashlight and her .38 and headed into the back yard which was about 6 acres with a wooded area in the back of the lot. When she found him, he was in bad shape. From the looks of the wounds, a wild animal had attacked him and he got the worst end of it. He was a massive great dane, but had no collar. It looked like he had been groomed and well fed, so this was someone's animal they cared about. She took him to the vet the next day, and $465 and about a week of care, he was starting to heal nicely. The vet told her he was about two years old and looked like a mix of dane and rotty due to his very large head. She decided she would take him home, but would look for the owner starting the next day. She put up flyers all over town, on the internet, in the paper and in the papers of the towns surrounding her area, and for over a month there was not a single call about the animal, so she figured that her only choices were to either take him to the pound or raise the animal herself, so she decided to keep him and name him Duke.
Duke was about 140 lbs of muscle and head, but his temperment reminded Vicky so much of Dutch. He loved to play in the yard, and wrestle in the house, which most of the time ended in something getting knocked off and broken. She loved him very much and he showed her the same love back. They ate dinners together on the back porch, and he slept across her bed at night. She would often let him get in the shower with her and she would scrub him after she was clean and he didn't mind a bit, but he did have a habit of drying off which showered the whole bathroom with water. The only thing really missing in Vicky's life was the pleasure of a lover, so often times she would masterbate herself to sleep and Duke would watch her and had tried licking her moist labia a few times, but she had pushed him away, thinking it was just curiosity. What she didn't realize was that he had a raging hardon when he watched her, as that came natural to him when he was around a bitch in heat. One night, Vicky was watching tv and Duke was laying on the rug in from of it, cleaning himself and that is when she noticed the big dog cock sticking out of it's sheath. She felt herself being aroused by this and tried shaking it off as too weird, but she could not stop staring at it. It had to be about four or five inches and was about half exposed and was very thick. After about ten minutes of watching, she decided it was time for bed and she was in need of a climaxe. Her pussy was soaking wet from the show, and the thoughts of that dog cock kept making it even wetter. When Duke piled up on the bed, she jumped, even though he had done so every night since he had lived there. He tried his normal licking, but this time, she didn't push away. He lapped at her clit which made her almost pull the sheets off the bed, she was in extacy. He found her honey hole, and drove his bumpy tongue in as far as it would go, lapping up all the juices, which drove Vicky over the edge and into the most massive climaxe she had ever had. She felt like her pussy was going to explode, but in the back of her mind she kept thinking that what she was allowing was wrong and that she should stop this, but her loins overruled her decision. She had at least five orgasms that night, and slept until noon the following day. When she awoke, Duke was in his normal spot, and she first thought it had been a dream, but when she tried standing, she realized that it was not a dream. She felt like she had ran a marathon, and had to sit back down which woke Duke up.
Okay, I think I am rambling, so I will stop here. Give me your opinions on this and maybe I will continue on.
Duke didn't seem to realize the magnitude of what had happened the night before and just went about his normal routine of wanting to go outside and play in the yard, but Vicky's mind was racing…what should she do now? Should she get rid of Duke? Should she keep him outside to avoid temptations? She got in the shower and started to cry thinking she was the worst human on the face of the planet. She was meeting a friend for lunch in town, but all she wanted to do was crawl in bed and stay there for a week, but she begrudgingly decided to keep the lunch date with Dan who she had been friends with for about eight years now. She trusted Dan more than anyone, but he was more of a brother type that a boyfriend which is why he had been around so long, so she thought. Lunch was uneventful as they discussed local events and the weather, but when Dan inquired about how Duke was doing, her face went flush as though she had seen a ghost, and she became light headed. Dan would not take no for an answer and drove her home, where he got a cool cloth and put it across her brow and helped her change from the jeans and blouse into a pair of cotton shorts and tank top to try and help her be more comfortable. Dan had seen her naked on many occasions, as she would skinny dip in his pool at night, and unknown to Vicky, he had long desired for her to sleep with him, but he never got the nerve to ask her. As she was laying on the couch resting, Duke came in the room and put his muzzle on her thigh and his warm breath went straight up her shorts and hit her labia like a freight train and instantly she became wet. Thoughts ran through her head about the night before and only made things worse, but she couldn't do anything right now, as Dan was out on the back porch smoking and would soon return to check on her. She pushed Duke away, but he could smell that his bitch was in heat, and he came back for more. He put his paws on the couch and she could see that his cock was already getting hard just from her scent and she had the feeling that he was wanting to mount her, so she pushed him away and gave him a slight scold "No, Duke, No! Now go lay down!" which normally always worked, but not right now. The beast had taken over and he was determined to seed his bitch whether she wanted to or not. He jumped on the end of the couch where her feet were and made his way to where he was towering over her with his head at her breast line, and he was trying to mount her, but in this position, her hips were too low, so all he was doing was humping air.
Unknown to Vicky, Dan had been watching the show and had a raging hardon as he watched Duke trying to mate with her. He was being very quiet as he tried moving around to get a better view so that she wouldn't hear him and stop the act. Vicky was still trying to get Duke off the couch, and tried to push him off, but he was just too heavy and she was not strong enough. She decided to slap his muzzle to try and get him to listen, but even that didn't phase him. Vicky had forgotten about Dan being there, and was focused on the matter at hand which was her dog was trying to fuck her! Duke licked her breasts and even though she had a shirt on, her nipples became instantly erect and her moisture level grew to where she was having a hard time controlling her animalistic urges to succumb to her doggy master and let him seed her womb. As they wrestled on the couch, she felt something wet on her stomach, and when she looked down, Duke was fully hard and had spit some of his jism on her as it slowly sprayed out of the end of his rock hard cock. That was the straw that broke the camels back…she couldn't take it anymore, she need to get laid in the worst way! She rolled over on the couch and raised her hips so that Duke could mount her, and he tried for several seconds to get his cock in the hole, but he kept missing and even once he had almost shoved into her ass. She tried reaching around to guide him, but he was just too tall and she couldn't reach his cock. She was about frustrated when she felt the cock head slide into her pussy which set off a massive orgasm. Duke became to slowly pump his hips and latched his front paws around her waist, and she could feel him growing inside her wanting pussy. "Oh GOD!" She yelled out in extacy! "Fuck me Duke! FUCK ME HARD!!!!". She didn't know where this was coming from and did not care, as she had never had anyone ever make her feel this way and release her inner beast. She felt his knot slamming into her pussy lips, and inching it's way inside her until she felt a slight pop and the pumping slowed down and she could feel him releasing his seed into her womb. She felt like she had died and gone to heaven! They stayed knotted for about 10 minutes and after he was able to pull out, she felt the warm mixture of cum running down her abused lips and down her thigh. She rolled over after Duke hopped down and made his way over to his favorite spot in the floor where he began to clean himself. She screamed from being startled as she realized Dan was sitting on the chair across from her and had seen the whole event. She didn't know what to say, and became extremely embarrased and started to get up and run for her bedroom, when Dan walked over and sat beside her and grabbed her hand to comfort her. She started crying and he held her in his arms for a good hour just gently running his hands through her hair and calming her with gentle voice.
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