I had watched many bestiality videos in anticipation of this moment, yet nothing could have prepared me for this. The Russell Terrier’s cock was massive. At least in relation to his small frame. Still, it was imposing enough to satisfy most women.
Candy gave me a few moments to study the member.
“Are you ready?” asked Candy. I was so nervous that I was shaking, but I knew no amount of delaying would help.
I nodded.
“Let’s begin with something simple,” offered Candy. “Why don’t you start by demonstrating the proper way of performing a handjob?”
It sounded like a question, but I knew it wasn’t.
“O-okay,” I stuttered. I was incredibly nervous, yet quite excited. I guess it was to be expected. After all, I was about to have sex with a dog for the very first time.
I glanced at my classmates. They watched my every move, impatiently awaiting my demonstration. Hopefully I could live up to their expectations. Then again, they were mere holograms, so it was not like I could let them down. Still, I was determined to give the best performance possible.
I glanced at Candy, who gave me a nod of encouragement. Motivated by my desire to please her, I turned my gaze to the Russell Terrier. He just lay there, waiting for me to get to work. Either he was highly trained or he knew the best way to get what he wanted—a handjob—was to remain motionless. I guess it doesn’t matter, because in the end he got exactly what he wanted.
I hesitated for a moment longer, then quickly reached down and encircled the shaft with my fingers. I immediately noticed a few things. Not only was the cock even harder than I had anticipated, but it was also incredibly hot. Not to mention the throbbing of blood pumping through it. But in the end it was the clamminess of it that got to me. It reminded me of my own wetness, the one that permeated my slit. I was still quite nervous, yet also incredibly aroused.
I forgot about the worry and focused instead on the excitement. The next thing I knew, my fingers were sliding up the length of the Russell Terrier’s shaft. It throbbed softly as I worked it with my fingers. And the harder I worked, the more intensely it throbbed. Before long it throbbed with such intensity that I feared it would explode. But I forgot all about that when Candy’s voice reached my ears.
“You’re allowed to moan,” she said. I didn’t understand what she meant until I realized just how aroused I was. While I was not the type to moan extravagantly, I suddenly felt the urge to vocalize my arousal.
The moan toppled from my lips with such intensity that a murmur of surprise—or was it envy?—spread through the classroom. I had been so focused on the task at hand that I had forgotten all about my classmates. One look told me they were all still matching. A few even had their hands under their desk. While I could not see what they were doing, I suspected they were touching themselves. Oddly enough, the realization filled me with pride. I turned back to the Russell Terrier and doubled my efforts.
My lover reached the point of no return in record time. One second I eagerly stroked his throbbing member, and the next it was coming alive, thrashing madly within my clenched fist. I was so focused on keeping the cock contained that I failed to plan ahead. As such, the first squirt took me entirely by surprise. I watched, frozen, as it flew into the air. After seemingly hovering there for a second, he splashed onto me, staining my breasts with cum.
I moaned. Perhaps it was a cry of surprise. Perhaps it was due to the massive amount of arousal that coursed through my veins. It may even have been pride. After all, it’s not every day a girl gets to bring a dog to climax. Speaking of climax, that was exactly what my lover was doing. There would be time to revel later.
I continued moaning as the Russell Terrier shot his load all over me. Before long my breasts were dripping with cum. A few drops even made it to my face. One ended up in my mouth, giving me my first taste of canine semen. By the time the final squirt oozed out of my lover’s now shrinking spear, the orgasmilk had made it all the way down to my slit. But I didn’t have time to enjoy to feel of it trickling down my labia, because Candy spoke before I could even release my lover’s shaft.
“Keep jerking,” she instructed. I wasn’t entirely sure why I was being asked to do this, but the wetness of my slit urged me not to argue. So I kept working the dog’s cock until blood came rushing back and it was once again hard as rock. Only then did Candy give me permission to release it.
“Lie down,” she instructed. At first I thought she was talking to the Russell Terrier, then I realized he was already on his back. That could only mean one thing. She was talking to me. I was proven correct when Candy reached out and cautiously picked up the dog, careful not to let his cock touch her. I couldn’t help wondering if she had ever been intimate with a dog. Not that it really mattered.
I glanced at the other students. Most of them now had their hands beneath their desks, which told me they had greatly enjoyed watching me bring the Russell Terrier to climax. A few of them even moaned softly as they played with themselves. The fact that every last pair of eyes was on me probably should have intimidated me, but I only felt a great sense of pride. I had never felt this beautiful, this idolized.
Tearing my gaze from the holograms, I glanced at Candy. Though she still held the dog in one arm, the other was outstretched, pointing to her desk. I didn’t waste any time wondering what that meant. I scaled the desk and stretched out upon it. Moments later Candy was placing the Russell Terrier between my legs.
“Fuck!” I yelped when he gave my pussy a quick lick. Unfortunately, it was not a precursor to my first interspecies tongue fucking session. But that is only because my lover did something far better.
He reared up and hopped forward, his front paws landing on my stomach. His hind ones remained between my thighs. The tip of his cock hovered mere inches from my slit. I could feel its heat wafting against my clit. Then again, that may simply have been my imagination. Unlike the yelp that shot out of me when the animal jerked forward. The tip of his cock was now pressed against my labia. One more jerk was all it would take. But my lover never took control of the situation.
“When having sex, it’s important to communicate with your partner,” explained Candy. I wasn’t sure if she was talking to me or to the rest of the class. I guess it doesn’t really matter, because now I knew what I had to do.
“Fuck me!” I begged.
There was a second where nothing happened. Then the Russell Terrier jerked forward and all hell broke loose. I moaned loudly as the tip of his cock slid past my labia. Deeper and deeper it travelled, until every last inch had been swallowed up. Even the rather imposing knot that stood at the base of my lover’s shaft had vanished. I could feel it throbbing inside me, driving me wild with desire.
“Fuck me!” I begged yet again. Like before, my lover obeyed almost immediately. One second I could feel the pulsating cock within me, and the next it was diving in and out of me, tearing a moan from my lips each and every time it slid into my soaking-wet orifice.
The Russell Terrier may have been small, he made up for it with sheer power. He pounded me like I had never been pounded before. His cock flew in and out of me with such speed that I quickly lost track of it. Was it in? Was it out? I couldn’t tell. Nor did I really care. I was more turned on than ever before and nothing else mattered.
I moaned and moaned as my lover rode me as only a dog can. He whimpered in delight. I begged for more. He howled, as if to say, “Your wish is my command.” I even began squirming when the single most powerful orgasm of my entire life took shape within me.
“I’m… gonna… cum!” I warned, pausing after every word to moan. The Russell Terrier seemed to understand what I said, because he yet again intensified the already overwhelming force of his thrusts. That in itself was enough to push me beyond the point of no return. The rest was merely a bonus.
I came harder than I ever had before. My back arched, thrusting my breasts into the air. They jiggled as my entire body began to shake. My head was thrust back by the intensity of my climax. Even my eyes rolled back into their sockets. The most powerful moan to date flew past my lips. It was so high-pitched that I actually cringed. Or maybe that was simply a side effect of the powerful squirts that were now gushing out of my slit. The hot nectar flew through the air. Within seconds, it was raining down upon us, coating both my lover and me in a thick layer of cum. At least that’s how it felt.
The Russell Terrier kept pounding me relentlessly. And he continued to do so even when his cock began convulsing and his own orgasm raged through him. He howled as his hot semen spilled into me. It probably would have remained there for a while had the sheer intensity of my squirt not sent it flying out of me.
The rest of the orgasm is kind of a blur. I reached a point where I came with such fierce intensity that I lost touch with reality. I was still conscious, only I was trapped within my own body. Not that I minded. I had never felt this good in my entire life. Still, I was kind of relieved when the final squirt oozed out of me. Moments later, my body stopped shaking and my moans subsided. My first interspecies orgasm was officially over.
It took me a while to recover. By the time I caught my breath, Candy had dismissed the other students. I was a little disappointed to see all those empty chairs, but the puddles of cum that stood on many of them told me my performance had been quite enjoyable. The smile that curled Candy’s lips only confirmed it.
“Class is over,” she told me, her smile fading. “You may leave.”
I was a little disappointed that my first bestial encounter was over, but now that I had come down from my sexual high, I was beginning to wonder if I had made a mistake. Then again, I had enjoyed every second of it. Not to mention the fact that I would be making a small fortune for the rights to my story. So I ignored the doubt that crept deep within me and retrieved my clothes. I considered putting them on, but I was still sticky with cum, and wiggling into the tight outfit seemed like more than my tired body could handle. So I simply carried them out of the room.
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