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The first tale in, hopefully, a series. My second story. Enjoy.
Alicia was an atypical brunette. She was kind, clever, witty, and above all just turned 18. Of course Alicia was an atypical girl. She was very private and quiet in school, but school was not her, and school was not where she found comfort and pleasure in her life. She was a farm girl, born and raised. Problem was you’d never know from looking at her. She had a liberal look with a down home sensibility.
One this fine early summer morning Alicia found herself finally feeling the weight of school being lifted off of her. She was finished! Free! Free to lounge around, tend to the animals, and roam around in all the nature around her small house.
On this particular morning, after doing her chores, she decided to take a walk through the woods. So she put on a tank top and Sophie shorts and headed out.
She meandered down a familiar path, remarking at how well the trees were coming in and how beautiful the summer flowers were blooming. After about an hour, she came to a stream. Tired, and a little dirty from the chores and the hike, she decided to take a dip. She stripped what little clothing she had on and wadded into the cool water.
The invigorating current washed away all her ill and all her worries. She relaxed and let he body suspend in the deep waters. She was completely alone. Allowed to be herself. And right now, she wanted to warm back up with a nice sun bath.
Alicia collapsed on the soft bed of grass along the stream bed. The blades tickled her nude, smooth body and made her giggle a little. She laid back, content, and felt the sun’s rays bath her supple body in its warmth.
She lay there, calm, when an urge came over here. All alone she was, and feeling so relaxed. So, while she lay on her back, her hand slowly made its way to her firm stomach. She traced around her belly button with the tips of her fingers. Her body felt a chill in the warm sun. Up, up, up her hand went, tracing a curvy line all the way up to her nipples. She ran a finger over one and shuddered. Her hand grasped her breast and her other hand ventured further south.
Then a noise.
Silence……
Alicia startled, and listened for the rustling again, but could hear none. Thinking it a finch or a rabbit, she went on about her business.
She decided to skip formalities now and just get to it. Her legs parted, revealing her moist lips, waiting to be touched. She let one finger glide inside, then back out and over her already firm clit. Her back arched at the touch, and she let her eyes close as she drew in a sudden breath.
She massaged her clit like only she knew how. She was so into it, she barely noticed her visitor.
Suddenly, she felt a hot breath on her mound and the lap of a long, wet tongue against her pussy. Alicia startled and shot up, legs crossed to find Rosco, the family dog had followed her down to the stream. Rosco was a 5 year old german shepherd that Alicia had demanded they rescue from an abusive neighbor 3 years ago when the neighbors were moving away.
“Bad boy, Rosco! That is not for you!”
It was then that she saw underneath Rosco. And apparently, he thought it WAS for him. As his cock was growing firm in its sheath and the moist, pink tip was already poking out.
“Hmm,” Alicia thought. Having been around farm animals all her life, she was used to seeing animals have sex. But she never thought anything of it. But as her beloved Rosco looked at her, and she at him…and his pointy pink penis, she had a stirring in her gut and in her imagination that was foreign to her.
“Come here boy. I’m sorry I snapped at you,” she said. Alicia began to scratch Rosco around his neck and down his back, ever trying to get a better look at his member. Rosco just stood there with a happy grin on his face, tongue unfurled. She continued petting, then to his belly. She kept inching closer and closer until….she bumped it.
She drew back quickly, hoping the dog wouldn’t be angry. Instead, she found that more had poked out. So slowly, she reached under Rosco and wrapped her hand around his sheath and gave it a gentle stroke.
Rosco responded by arching his back and thrusting into her hand. As a result, his cock came full out of its sheath and began to grow. Upon seeing this, animal instinct took over. But not for Rosco….for Alicia.
So overwhelmed with this urge, she got on all 4s and called Rosco over. Her came up behind her and stuck his wet nose into her cunt, smelling it, savoring it. Alicia gasped.
Rosco fervently began to lap at Alicia’s wet opening, running his talented tongue over every inch over her…delving deeper and deeper with every pass. Alicia moaned.
Rosco then placed his head on the small of her back and waited. “Come on boy…you can do me…I want you in me,” Alicia panted. He mounted and began poking around, trying to find the entrance to his non-canine lover. Then he hit his mark and drove home with all his might. Alicia let out a terrific cry of ecstasy and Rosco penetrated her tight pussy.
Rosco thrust and he thrust. Each time with growing intensity. Each time his cock growing larger and firmer, filling more and more of Alicia. She moaned and wailed and pushed back, feeling the knot slip in and out of her, before growing so large that it locked her in place with her doggy lover.
The knot grew larger and larger, and Alicia’s cunt squeezed harder and harder down on the growing knot, until finally her emotions exploded. Her body shocked with pleasure, her mind numb with ecstasy. Alicia screamed, almost howled as wave after wave of orgasm ripped through her body. Rosco let out a mighty howl with his new bitch and pressed his knot deep inside her, letting jet after jet of hot dog cum flood her.
There she stood on all fours, panting. Too weak to hold herself up. She collapses. The knot rips out with a loud ‘plop’. Alicia’s body hits the grass and she is overcome with sleep. She passes into a deep slumber as her new lover curls up beside her. To protect her and keep her warm unto the oncoming night.
There, in Alicia’s dream, she becomes a beautiful shepherd. There, she finds herself the happiest she’s ever been. Happy with her new found lover, but long time companion.