I focused on my work, refusing to even acknowledge the fact that I was having sex with a dog. But that soon became impossible when Karter ordered a ceasefire. For a brief moment, I thought he was having second thoughts, but it quickly became obvious that wasn’t the case.
“Time to change things up,” he said. “Avalon. On your back. Kenni. Stand over her and fuck her mouth.”
I sighed but did as told. Moments later, my young lover was leaping into position. His hind legs landed on either side of my head, which brought his cock within inches of my lips. Knowing what would be asked of me, I opened my mouth. And not a second too soon because Kenni thrust down just as my lips parted.
A muffled moan toppled from my oral cavity as the horny canine forced his cock deep into my mouth and throat. Deeper and deeper it traveled until, finally, every last inch had been swallowed up, including the knot. I struggled to keep from gagging, but the penetration was too intense. I began to choke. Kenni immediately pulled out, no doubt feeling guilty. I half expected Karter to order him to invade my throat once more, but the overbearing father remained silent.
Kenni hesitated for a brief moment, then began thrusting. This time his cock halted at my uvula. It still traveled in and out of me with ever increasing speed, only my throat now remained off limits. I was so grateful for this that I decided to repay him in kind.
I started sucking my lover’s cock. My lips and tongue worked the shaft as best as they could. This was not my first sexual encounter, but it was my first interspecies one. Still, I was determined to give Kenni the blowjob of a lifetime. After all, I wasn’t the only one being forced to have sex—not that Kenni seemed too bothered by the perversity of the situation.
After a while, moans started toppling from my lips. At first, I thought it was part of the act I was putting on, but it quickly became apparent that wasn’t the case. As impossible as it seemed, I actually enjoyed the feel of my lover’s pointy, red cock darting in and out of my mouth. Part of me was repulsed by the perverse revelation while the rest was simply relieved I was no longer being penetrated against my will. Still, it was difficult to accept the fact that I enjoyed having sex with a dog.
I’m not sure how long my first interspecies blowjob lasted. It could have been a few seconds like it could have been an hour. All I know for sure is that Kenni’s cock eventually came alive.
“I-I think I’m gonna come!” he cried out, more surprised than excited.
I considered putting an end to the blowjob, but I knew it would do little good. Kenni had already past the point of no return, and even if I could have avoided my first taste of canine semen, I was rather looking forward to it. Not to mention the fact that Karter would not have taken too kindly to me defying him. It was thus with mixed feelings that I had my very first taste of dog cum.
It was hot. And surprisingly sweet. But, above all else, it was the force with which it was expulsed that surprised me most. I nearly choked as it gushed into my mouth and slid across my tongue. Squirt after squirt escaped Kenni’s convulsing member, adding to the ocean of cum that had invaded my oral cavity. And still it kept coming until finally I could no longer welcome anymore. There was only one way to avoid choking.
I swallowed.
It wasn’t as bad as I thought. I had always been adamantly against swallowing, but once the semen made it past the taste buds, there was very little discomfort involved. The fact that Kenni’s semen was sweet alleviated all regret. It was with an almost hungry eagerness that I swallowed the rest of my lover’s tasty nectar. I ingested every last drop, going so far as to groan when the semen ran out. But then the cock retreated and Kenni pulled away, and I was reminded of the seriousness of the situation.
I couldn’t afford to reveal that I had enjoyed my first interspecies blowjob. Why? Because Karter would not hesitate to increase the perversity of the punishment if he knew just how thrilled I was by the outcome of my first canine-human sexual encounter. And that was the last thing I wanted. I think…
Silence reigned supreme for a few seconds before Karter’s voice filled the air.
“Time to take things to the next level,” he said.
I wasn’t entirely sure what that meant, but I was about to find out. Sure enough, it took mere seconds before I was ordered to lure Kenni’s now retracted cock back out with my lips and tongue. Luckily, my sexual partner was young and virile and getting him aroused again was a matter of mere seconds.
“Lie down!” barked Karter as soon as his son was fully erect. “Fuck her,” he added as once I was in position.
Kenni didn’t waste a second. He came to stand between my legs and, lowering himself so his cock was level with my pussy, thrust forward.
“Fuck!” I yelled as his cock shot deep into me. It wasn’t until that very moment that I realized how truly aroused I was. While I had enjoyed the blowjob, I had not realized how incredibly turned on I was. My pussy was so slick with pre-cum that every last inch of my lover’s shaft slid into me with ease. Even the knot took very little persuasion to lure into me.
“Fuck me!” I almost yelled but managed to cover my perverse moan with a yell I prayed made it seem like I was both repulsed and pain-stricken as a result of the penetration. Karter seemed to believe my lie because he laughed wickedly. Kenni faltered for a second, but one wink from me was all it took to let him know that I was only pretending. Taking full advantage of this, he released the wild beast within him and pounded me like I had never been pounded before.
Kenni may have been small, but he made up for it in sheer willpower. He willed his body to move at the speed of light, and that’s exactly what it did. Within seconds of the initial penetration, he was thrusting with such intense speed that I lost all track of his cock. Was it in? Was it out? I couldn’t tell. Nor did I care. All that now mattered was the overpowering sense of beatitude that enveloped me. The hardest part was having to conceal my high level of arousal. Or so I thought.
“You like that, don’t you?” demanded Karter.
I hesitated. Should I tell the truth or pretend like I was miserable? Luckily, I didn’t have to choose. A moan toppled from my lips before I could smother it and the rest just tumbled out.
“Yes,” I moaned. “I love it. I want more. MORE!!!”
“You heard her, son,” said Karter. “Fuck this little bitch.”
“Yes… Dad,” panted Kenni, keeping up the intensity of his powerful thrusts.
Now that I no longer had to hide my arousal, I let my moans fly loose. Louder and lower they grew they drowned out all other noises. But still they intensified. And still my lover thrust forward. And still my arousal grew. And still my orgasm expanded within me, until, finally, I reached the point of no return.
“I’m gonna come!” I warned between two moans.
“Me too!” echoed my lover.
A moment later, we climaxed.
It was my first simultaneous climax. Not to mention the most intense orgasm of my entire life. As much as I would like to deny it, Kenni was the best lover I ever had. The fact that he was a dog only made it more impressive—given the circumstances of our coitus, that was quite an accomplishment. After all, how many people would have sex in front of both their father and their brother and still manage to make their sexual partner climax?
Cum poured out of me. I couldn’t tell who it belonged to, nor did I care. All that mattered was that both my lover and I were having the time of our lives. I can’t speak for Kenni, but I for one can guarantee it was an experience I would not soon forget. In fact, I would forever remember it as the day I lost my bestial virginity.
I’m not sure how long my orgasm lasted. A minute? An hour? An entire day? Time was irrelevant. All that mattered was… well, my orgasm was so intense that I couldn’t even tell you what mattered to me most at that moment. I know only that a great sense of relief and sadness washed over me once the final squirt oozed out of me and my lover’s cock retreated. The relief was because my first bestial encounter was officially over. The sadness came from the realization that I may never again enjoy the feel of a dog’s cock within me.
“That’s enough,” finally said Karter. I peered up, but he wasn’t glancing at me. He was staring at his eldest son. Kane just lay there, head bowed and tail flat. I suddenly realized that, although I had been one of the intended targets of Karter’s wrath, the bestial punishment had mainly been designed to punish Kane for defying his father. I’m not entirely sure how forcing his youngest son to have sex with me was supposed to punish Kane, but the poor canine seemed devastated.
“You,” said Karter, pointing to me. “Follow me.”
I didn’t dare defy him. I scrambled to my feet and followed him back to my room. Shortly after our arrival, he revealed a pair of shackles, which he proceeded to attach to my ankles. He then secured them to a chain which was firmly attached to the wall. I had not seen it before because it had been hidden behind a dresser. Clearly, Karter had never planned on letting me leave.
“I hope you enjoyed your punishment,” he told me as he left the room, “because it was the first of many.”
I wasn’t sure how to react. Part of me was excited at the thought of a repeat performance. Another was ashamed by the how much I had enjoyed my first bestial encounter. Yet another was struggling to come up with a way to escape my prison. Unfortunately, the odds of escape were very slim without an accomplice. Fortunately, that was precisely who entered the room mere seconds after Karter had left.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, looking at Kane. I wanted to be angry with him as he was at least in part responsible for my punishment. But he had only acted in an attempt to protect me. Could I truly be mad at him for that? No. Plus, I had quite enjoyed having sex with Kenni, not that I would ever tell Kane this.
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