How I became his perverted bitch… by maria1

Before I tell any more of my story, I want to reach out beyond the time and space which separates us and let you now that I’m feeling horny and naked in the privacy of my bedroom, typing this naked and with my right hand, my left pointer finger and middle finger are slowly rubbing my growing clit, making me more hornier and moist. I hope you’re getting horny as you start jerking your swelling and stiffening cock as you read my words. Imagine what I’m writing as I share my tale with you. If you want to check me out, look up my site. Anyway, start picking up the pace , rub your precum over your swollen crimson cock head…My name is Maria, I’m nearly 60 years old, divorced for many years, and I live alone in outer suburban Melbourne. I’m 5’6″ tall, full figured (chubby), greying brunette who has put on a bit of weight over the years. I’ve large pendulous breasts (38 DD) with large dark areolae and protuberant nipples, wide curvy hips and thick thighs and shapely calves. Nowadays, I don’t consider myself anything special but in my younger days, I was pretty with a voluptuous figure which not infrequently attracted wolf whistles from guys. I was married for over 30 years, divorced 10 years ago and have not been with a man since before my divorce.

Unfortunately, despite my age and appearance, my libido remains high. I’ve always put this down to my large clit which measures about 2.5 inches fully engorged. So in my predicament I resort to my fingers, trusty dildos and vibrators for my daily masturbation sessions. However, if I’m honest with myself, sex toys don’t satisfy like a man. Oftentimes, I’d go online to forum.xnxx.com (I’m Maria1) as a safe substitute and chat with various guys, tease them and masturbate.

Last year, during the long shutdowns we had in Victoria, I was lonely.

I decided to adopt a large young adult male German Shepherd named Wolf as a pet for companionship and protection. There was nothing sexual in our relationship. However, when washing him, I couldn’t help but notice his male parts, his furry penis sheath and his heavy balls. I would often catch him licking his hairy balls. I had briefly wondered how big would Wolf be out of curiosity, but never went beyond that thought. I had been advised to neuter him but thought that would be cruel to deprive him of his ability to sire children and make some bitch happy 🙂 I also wanted him to be the ‘man of the house’ and that would have been difficult I reasoned if he didn’t retain his balls. I also discovered that he liked to sniff my panties and even my crotch. I later learned that male dogs are naturally attracted to the scent of a woman’s vagina. Apparently, the female odour from a woman’s vagina reminds the male dog very much of a bitches’ scent.

I grew fond of Wolf in my loneliness.

A few months after I adopted him, I had just finished a long shift at work and when I arrived home and chose to treat myself to a long hot relaxing bath. After the bath, I felt particularly horny which is not unusual for me and decided that I would pleasure myself.

There I was lying on a towel in my living room, completely naked, eyes closed, sturdy thick legs akimbo, lost in pleasure, alternating between rubbing my engorged turgid clit and fingering my increasingly moist cunt when I suddenly felt something warm and moist against my wet pussy. I opened my eyes and immediately realized that it was Wolf. I froze for what seemed like an eternity, then out of nowhere, perverted lustful memories uncontrollably flooded my mind of Goliath.

Many years ago when I was newly married, in my early 20’s, circumstances led me to have the most sexually gratifying and conflicted experience of my life. A bestial experience with a Great Dane named Goliath. Much more fulfilling and pleasurable than the gang bang I had with my hubby’s mates, more than my night at a sex shop and glory hole ( You can read all about it elsewhere in sexstories.com).

Vivid memories of me lying there and letting him have me. I remembered that It was the most amazing feeling I have ever felt in my life. I recalled how It felt so incredibly tight as the Great Dane’s huge crimson knot and dog cock slipped in and out of my wet stretched pussy. I remember how I thrusted down at him, driving his cock and knot deeper up my pussy. How I had LOST ALL REASON as I WANTED to be fucked and FUCKED HARD until I was OVERWHELMED with an EARTH- SHATTERING ORGASM that RIPPED through my SHUDDERING body, wave after wave of animal cum lust tore into me, tears were running from my eyes, my legs RIGID then floppy from exhaustion. I remembered Goliath’s cock and its OBSCENE knot trapped in my HUNGRY CUNT…I also remembered how conflicted I felt after the episode, guilt and shame for my UNCONTROLLED PERVERTED SEX LUST. How I had sworn at the time to never ever do it again.

Instinctively, I had started making thrusting motions and my PUSSY involuntarily FLOODED with love juices when I relived my experience with Goliath all those years ago. Wolf had an expression on his face that I had not seen before. He was certainly curious and nuzzled his nose firmly against my DRIPPING CUNT, ENGORGED CLIT, SWOLLEN, PROTUBERANT TURKEY-WATTLE. The pungent musky AROMA of my cunt juice was clearly affecting him.

I became aware that I was breathing heavily from nerves and aroused at the same time. Part of me, the animal part of me wanted to experience again the incredible sensation and pleasure of canine mating. The sensible part of me remembered my remorse and guilt after Goliath. The promise I had made to myself. I lay there, unable to move from indecision, fleshy thick thighs widely apart, engorged clit aching for relief, with a dog sniffing my most private parts.

Then in one swift movement his sloppy wet tongue was slithering right between my turkey wattle that was already puffy and damp, Wolf was tasting my DRIPPING PUSSY, satisfying my fully erect aching OBSCENELY large clit, licking for all it was worth, savouring the taste of my RAW SEX. At that moment, any vestige of resistance I had, melted away…Wave after wave of PURE, LUSTFUL PLEASURE surged through me, my breathing became erratic, my legs went stiff with each passing moment, beads of sweat were oozing from every inch of me…I was locked in that moment of total CUM LUST and I was NOT GOING TO STOP! How deep the need to orgasm was getting, I felt it like it was in the pit of my soul, that overwhelming need to cum so bad that you just have to keep going until you EXPLODE, the familiar feeling of an oncoming ORGASM began to build in my ample loins, I was getting there fast. I was shaking with full on PASSION, MOANING loudly. I was in heaven as the ripples of the fast approaching ORGASM began to build in me. Then the full force of my ORGASM hit me! My body CONVULSED UNCONTROLLABLY! WAVE AFTER WAVE OF SHEER INDESCRIBABLE ECSTASY! As the intensity and duration of pleasure became less, Wolf stopped licking my pussy.

I lay there, momentarily exhausted. My cunt still twitching.

I focused my eyes.

It was then that I noticed Wolf’s cock just hanging there below him.

The semi-turgid deep crimson head protruded from its furry sheath. I hadn’t seen his cock exposed before. It looked about 5-6 inches long and about 4 inches round. It looked smaller than Goliath’s cock from years ago but still a good size. Bigger than my ex-hubby’s 5-inch cock ever was. I could see his heavy balls hanging and swaying in his loose hairy scrotum. I thought to myself that I was glad that I had spared him from castration, little knowing at that time that I would be his first bitch.

Now you have to understand that I would never normally consider doing what I was thinking, I mean I was just an average woman with normal sexual desires…or perhaps more correctly a higher than normal libido. This was gross. I knew that bestiality was a crime in the State of Victoria. The Law stated: “An act of bestiality is any of the following- buggery committed by an animal on a man or woman…penetration of the vagina of a woman by the penis of an animal”. It was as clear as day. If I kept on with what I was contemplating, I would have to cross a line. If anyone caught me they could lock me away for 5 years.

However, I rationalized that during the pandemic, isolated and lonely in the absence of human male companionship, with my high libido and solitary masturbation that it was OK to receive and give pleasure to my best friend and most loyal companion. Anyway, I eventually rationalized that women have been having sex with dogs for centuries.

Wolf was more loyal than any man, and loves me completely, unlike the men I had in my life. He didn’t talk back or argue, and he’s always there for me. Why not take it a step further and let him become my lover? I learned quickly that male dogs are naturally horny practically all the time, so helping him relieve some sexual frustration would just be a demonstration of my love for him! Unlike men, dogs are almost always ready to have sex when you want to, they won’t tell all their friends about your experience together, they can’t expose you to AIDS or other sexual diseases, and, perhaps best of all, they can’t get you pregnant, not that it would be an issue at my age!

While I was lost in thought, Wolf started licking my MOIST still tingling TUMESCENT PUDENDA. Arousal and pleasure immediately took over and my mind was dragged back to the need to cum, with no thought of anything else on my mind but that moment. I let go of all inhibitions. IF I WAS THINKING AND ACTING LIKE A SLUT THEN HIS SLUTTY BITCH I WOULD BE!