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Christmas Tail (Pregnant with Puppies)

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It was a warm spring day as 59-year-old Margaret Hansen sat in her car outside the local animal shelter. Her husband, Frank, had been dead for almost a year; friends and family kept telling her that she needed company at the big rural house where she lived alone.

But it wasn't a need for companionship that brought Margaret to the shelter, it was another need. Reaching under the hem of her dress to her panties, she began rubbing her pussy through the thin material. "I thought menopause was supposed to take this away, not make me even hornier," she said to herself.

Margaret continued to stroke her pussy as her breathing became more rapid and she could feel it happening. She groaned with pleasure as her orgasm hit, soaking the crotch of her panties with her juices. Pushing down her dress, she grabbed her purse and went into the animal shelter.

"We have a few dogs that would be good in the country," the operator of the shelter said. "A couple that is moving dropped off a beautiful Great Dane this morning...has his papers and everything. It would be a shame to have to get him fixed though. If I don't get rid of him soon I'm afraid I will have to."

The dog was big and beautiful. "Can I pet him" Margaret asked, and the man let her into the cage. The Great Dane licked her hand then moved his nose to her cum-soaked crotch. "I'll take him," she said.

Margaret and her new pet, which she found out was named Hamlet, were together for two days before she got up enough nerve to do what she craved so desperately. Stripping out of her clothes, the 59-year-old woman lay crossways on her bed and began to masturbate. Her fingers were wet when she felt Hamlet's nose between her legs.

A Meeting of Minds

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He padded into the room, paused and glanced at the people that stared back at him with baleful looks. Three strangers, his mistress and a shadowy figure in an alcove who he couldn't quite make out. His olfactory senses informed him of the charged atmosphere. Mingled with the familiar aroma of sex and pheromones were undertones of apprehension, even a little fear. The perfumes worn by them did little to hide the musk of sweat and aroused glandular activity. His nose told him of these things and it never lied.

Two women sat on the red leather settee. A blond haired woman, dressed in some sort of loose gown printed in gaudy colours sat nearest the door. She it was who exuded the apprehension. Her discomfort was apparent in the tiny beads of sweat that broke out over her top lip. He sensed the heat of her body it wasn't a healthy temperature.

The other woman was much younger, probably in her teens. Perfume masked most of her signature, but he was able to determine that she had recently ovulated, perhaps only finished this morning. Her hair looked grey to his monochromatic eyes and, like her hair; there was nothing remarkable about her to see.

The other stranger was nursing a drink with ice in a glass. He stood against the fake fire breast, feigning a look of nonchalance, but it was quite plain that he was also emotionally charged.

His mistress took hold of the collar around his neck and uttered something unintelligible while dragging him to the younger woman on the settee. He was stroked and petted by them both by way of introduction. The younger woman shifted forward a little, hiked up her skirt and exposed a smoothly shaved cunt.

Feeling Satisfied

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This is a totally new experience for me, but when I found your website I had to share it with you. My name is Jenn and I'm 24 years old. I'm 5'7" and weigh 115 lbs. I consider myself attractive so I don't know why I'm dabbling in this fetish.

It happened early one morning. I woke up extremely horny. As I lay there half awake and half asleep I reached down and started stroking my pussy. I kicked the blankets off so I could explore every inch of my naked body. Well, one touch of my finger and my love juices started flowing. I probed deep into my love hole and pulled my fingers out to get a taste. That's when TJ, my 3 year old Rat Terrier, licked my pussy!

He always sleeps with me and has never done anything like that. The smell of my pussy juices must have gotten him worked up. At first I let the waves of pleasure take me as his tongue probed my pussy lips. Then I pushed him away because it made me feel a bit uneasy. The feeling his warm tongue gave me made my pussy ached for TJ to eat me out good. He must have read my mind because he went right back to lapping up my love juices. It felt so good I spread my legs wide to let him get all he wanted.

Just as I was about to explode with an orgasm, I thought to myself, 'What are you doing! This is a dog!' I quickly pulled TJ's head up. He was panting as hard as I was, but I was still uneasy about letting him get me off.

Wishes Come True

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I stumbled into my apartment, carrying a bag of groceries in one arm, my portfolio under my other arm, trying to hold my laptop case, my backpack on my back, and juggling my keys. I was hot and tired and exhausted. It was first semester midterms, in my first year of college, and I was ready to quit school and join a convent. It had to be better than putting up with all this crap! And I probably had a better chance of finding a girlfriend. My social life was down to zero! I thought college was supposed to be fun! Not... work!

The phone was ringing too. So I dropped everything. Because phones rule our lives, don't you know! And ran... Hey, it could have been that girl in my Anthropology class, asking me if I needed a study buddy for the weekend. Lord knows I'd flashed her enough. I'd done everything but take an ad out in the campus newspaper. But that's what you do when you're a 19 year old lesbian still in the closet. Well, not totally, I promised myself that after the tests I'd have to chat her up. The worst that could happen was she'd laugh in my face, tell everyone I was gay, and make me feel so foolish that I'd quit school and join a convent.

Why did all of my thought processes go there? I shook my head and picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Hi, Rachael?" It was a woman's voice, an older woman though, like... Grandma older.

"Yes, I am."

"Oh, hi Dearie. I'm just calling to let you know that your wish has been approved and it should be coming true in a week or two."

My Walk in the Woods

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Today was a beautiful day to go for a walk in the woods. The sky was a deep blue, temperature in the 70s, very low humidity, a few puffy clouds in the sky, yes, today would be a great day, at least I thought it would, not knowing what was really in store for me.

I left the house and drove out into the country, parked my car and headed into the woods. About 30 minutes into my journey I met a hunter who was in the woods with his hunting dog. He asked me if I was aware that it was hunting season and that I needed to wear something bright orange so that other hunters would not shoot me by accident. Since I did not, he told me that he had an extra vest in his cabin. I thanked him and followed him as he led the way.

We had not gone very far when he turned to me and said, "Look, do you see that deer?"

When I turned to look he grabbed from behind and when I started to scream and fight back, his hand clamped down over my mouth, and his dog growled and barked at me. I was petrified and quit struggling. He told me that he was lonely and horny and had plans for me. As long as I behaved, I would not be harmed and when he was through with me I would be free to go. I was afraid, more of the dog than of the man so I felt I had no choice but to go along and hope to survive.

We reach his cabin and he tells me to strip, I hesitate, so he reaches over and tears my blouse off, again he tells me to strip, I reach up and undo my bra. Strangely even though I am scared, the breeze feels good on my nipples and they harden. He notices, and smiles. I continue removing the rest of my clothes and he has me kneel in front of him.