Tuesday, 14 April 2009


I have never been that attracted to zoophilia, other than in the curious and fascination of asking “what is it like!”. It’s the old attraction of things that are taboo or at the extremes of normal behaviour that spices our curiosity!
For one thing, I really like animals and admire them as part of our wonderful planet and feel somewhat ashamed at the catastrophe that humans seem to be responsible for creating the biggest ‘mass extinction’ in the planets history! I have felt that our relationship with them should be one of care and respect, so zoophilia did not really appeal, if I ever thought about it which on the whole was very, very rarely.
As a result it had never been high on my list of things to get involved with, in fact not really much in my sphere of awareness at all, that was until I met a guy I dated for a short while, whilst I was living and working in Germany for a short period.
I was living temporarily in a place called Celle in Northern Germany and had met Ulric through some t-girl friends. He was an enthusiastic trans- girl lover and initially we got on really well, going out to a local disco and him taking me out for expensive and glamorous night in Hanover.
After a week of general dating and getting close and flirting outrageously, we still had not made love. We had not had the chance due to both our work commitments. We had been meeting up regularly but only for a quick drink and a kiss and fondle. I did find him very attractive and was keen to take things further as soon as possible. At the time i shared a flat with another T-girl and we had a very social life with a big crowd of gay and transsexual friends. I had not really had any steady boyfriends and was playing the field often just ending up in bed with my flatmate Katrina. Then Uli invited me to his house for the first time, which was very smart and just outside the town.
On this occasion, I had left the studio where I had been working about 6.30pm and had agreed to meet him in our local bar. For some reason I remember what I was wearing down to the colour of my nail polish, it was a mini-kilt with a tight cashmere top and a fake fur coat over the top (something that seemed a little ironic in retrospect!). it was March and still bitterly cold.
He arrived after me and came over giving me a hug hug and kiss and planting his hand firmly on my buttocks and squeezing the flesh and pulling me against his crotch. We were both in a good mood and started drinking schnapps chasers, some of my girlfriends were in the bar, which had a live-sex floor show three nights a week and a couple of the girls were part of the floor show.
They played really good music, a combination of punk and disco and everyone in there that night seemed to be a fevered mood, a sort of determination to get drunk and party. The barman was a lovely gay guy and was one of those people who instinctively knew how to make a bar seem the best place to be on a cold German evening on a Friday night! He knew everyone and the place had a good reputation as a place for T-girls to meet and be met and at the same time as having sex shows the dancing was great and they had some great DJ’s.
Uli was getting very affectionate with me and running his hand up and down my thighs while kissing me and exploring my mouth with his tongue. I relaxed my legs on the bar stool and he moved his hand around the back of the stool
His fingers crept under the hem of my skirt hanging over the back of the stool and because I was sitting perched on the high stool, my weight had spread my pert buttocks, making it easy for him to work his fingers between the warm cleft of my butt. By now I was getting really hot and aroused and with the drink and the general, riotous, party atmosphere and I was keen to let him progress with whatever he had in mind, especially if it meant opening my legs for him!
I leant forward onto the bar with my elbows, which shifted the position of my bottom forward on the bar stool and gave the tips of his fingers better access to my pussy and sure enough the pressure increased as he ran the tips of this fingers around the soft delicate skin at the entrance to my pussy. The sensation was electric and he knew exactly how to touch and caress my skin for the maximum pleasure. I leaned further forward and he pressed his finger deeper into me until I felt the tight entrance to my pussy relax a little and spread at his urging. He slipped first one finger inside me then two, giving me a slow and gentle finger- fuck, making sure that the invading fingers were pressing and wriggling inside me and making a warm fire of liquid lust build in my lower body.
After a few minutes of this treatment my thighs were beginning to shake and I could feel a warm flush suffusing my face and neck as I became turned on and my little clit started to stir in the tight black see-through panties I was wearing under my mini-kilt. I was squirming on his hand and leant forward and put my hand over the bulge at the front of his trousers and massaged the long hard cock that was straining against the fabric. I scratched with my finger tips just under where I knew the underneath of his cock head would be, rubbing that most sensitive part of the glans and making him swell even more.
He then whispered a series of obscene descriptions of what he wanted to do to me with what and how deep and how stickily... into my ear and with the combination of the drink and his exploring fingers inside me, I knew I had to get his cock out very soon and get my legs wrapped around his back!
I whispered hotly back “get a taxi for god’s sake and take me home I want you to fuck me so hard!”. He smiled broadly and asked the barman to call a cab. I slid slightly unsteadily off the bar stool and stood pushed up against him, kissing him feverishly whilst pushing my crotch up against the big hard bulge in his trousers, it was all very inelegant! and I must have looked like a real drunken tart trying to feel his hard bulge there. Minutes later a local cab arrived at the door and we staggered out into the frosty night air and into the back of the warm cab.
We eventually arrived at his house....all the way we had been kissing and feeling each other in the back of the cab, I had my hand down the front of his trousers after loosening his belt and was gently cupping his large balls and stroking the shaft of his hard cock while he had licked his fingers and pushed them inside my panties and was fingering me again.
He paid the driver and we fell through the front door, after he had opened it fumbling and dropping his keys. At the door his pet dog.... a large crossbreed called Bello excitedly and enthusiastically welcomed us, with lots of jumping up and down, wagging of a large tail and generally acting thrilled to see us both!
Uli got more drinks and I lay on the sofa, on my front, making a fuss of the dog. Now the exact sequence of events is hard to remember as I was quite drunk at this stage but this is as accurate as I can remember it, given the circumstances but some parts of it are burned in my memory!
I undid Uli’s trousers and had managed to pull his groin towards my mouth and after pulling the long stalk of his cock out of his pants, was eagerly licking the tip of his cock head making it shiny with saliva and flicking my tongue around the big fat head while manoeuvred himself into a rough 69 position and buried his head between my legs and was sucking my clit through the material of my panties soaking them with his saliva and making a big wet patch spread around my crotch as he nibbled and sucked me.
Meanwhile Bello kept interfering and licking his face and generally trying to get some attention. Now I was literally feeling like the horniest little bitch on the planet and was desperate to get his cock inside me but being drunk, we were both being very clumsy in our efforts to get out of our clothes. Uli pulled off his trousers, falling over a lot whilst doing it and I pulled up my skirt and just dragged my panties down my thighs, and half moved and half fell off the sofa so I was kneeling on the floor with my head in the sofa cushions. I just desperately wanted to hold myself open for him and offer my open body so he could get his cock thrust deep in me.
I had been wearing thick black opaque woolly stockings, which were held up with a little suspender belt, but it was so flimsy that one stocking was half off and I had broken the elastic waistband of the suspender belt in my frantic efforts to strip off.
The next thing was Uli put his head between my buttocks and with his tongue frantically licked my pussy hole. I arched my back and pushed my rear higher in the air, as I felt his long and muscular tongue begin to push and probe inside me the tight ring of my hole. For a while I was near orgasm, then he started whispering urgently in my ear how I was his hot little bitch and I needed to be fucked like a bitch at first I was just going with the flow and thought this was part of our urgent sexual lustful murmurings. Then he suddenly moved away from my ear and I felt my thighs being pushed further apart and more tonguing of my pussy so just pulled my buttocks open as far as I could and kept moaning just fuck me! Get inside me.
For some reason at that moment I looked round and Bello the dog was behind me sniffing my rear whilst Uli seemed to be pulling between the dogs legs and I suddenly caught sight of the dog’s penis which was bright pink and unsheathed and startlingly large. Uli was frotting the dog and holding him so he was inches away from behind me. Then Uli the returned to pushing his wet fingers into my hole which was drenched and slippery with his saliva and There was suddenly a moment when some sort of switch flipped in my head.......the idea that a man and a dog were looking at my open pussy seemed like the most monstrous perverted turn-on and in a perverse unthinking response, I lowered my back and pushed my rear higher into the air... Uli had now managed to get the dog behind me and the next thing I felt was something hard and warm and quivering, pushing against my pussy and after what must have been a few false starts I felt the weight on my back and scrabbling paws. Then haltingly but unstoppably, I was stretched open and my body was invaded by this alien phallus which jerked and pushed itself further inot the tight confines of my wet, stretched, pussy... clearly carefully guided Uli’s hand....and there I was face down, moaning, with my skirt round my waist, while large a dog took it’s pleasure with my little body and was frantically fucking me!
My first sensations was of how big it was and so like a man’s in the way I felt it fill me to the core but also, I was getting very, very, wet between the legs, as it seemed to be filling me with a constant stream of cum. I later found out that Uli was holding it back, so I did not end up with what is called a knot, stuck inside me. The knot is a large lump which swells around the base of the penis and helps to lock the animal when mating normally, inside the female.
The dog must have been fucking me for a couple of minutes by which time I had started my own orgasm which was not a sudden release.... but pass through my body in waves starting between my legs and travelling all around me, it seemed to last for minutes. I was feeling utterly debauched and a little mentally on the edge!... due to the combination of drink and the bizarre sensation of having my body fucked by an animal.
I pushed my face into the cushions biting my lips and feeling my whole lower torso with my spread legs, wash over with waves of urgent orgasmic pulses, my clit was leaking juice all over the cushions and dripping onto the carpet between my legs mixed with the juice from the dog that kept pouring out of my pussy.
Then I sensed a change and the dog was suddenly replaced by Uli, who felt hard and very long. He slid straight into me and started frantically thrusting and pushing his cock deep into me. My pussy was now very relaxed and stretched and he slid effortlessly back and forth. He kept pumping into me hard for a while and I felt a secondary orgasm begin to rise in me again, making my clit start to dribble a second time. Then he suddenly unloaded a pent-up rush of cum that was so large and strong that I thought I could feel it being squirted inside my belly. As I was being fucked by Uli, I could feel Bello’s tongue frantically licking around our conjoined bodies where’s Uli’s cock disappeared inside me... still obviously aroused and eager not to be left out!
We then fell apart and I lay on my back on the floor exhausted and dishevelled and still feeling the lingering echoes of my orgasm. Uli did the same and I again felt the large wet tongue licking and rasping around the wet hole between my legs.... as Bello was still part of the surreal ménage a trois! We later calmed down and collected our wits, drank some more and I ended up passed out in Uli’s bed.
The next day I woke up with the mother of a hang-over and as the previous evening all slowly flooded back into my memory, I began to feel a little uncomfortable and uneasy and collected my clothes whilst uli was till snoring in the bed. I did a quick repair job on my make-up... pulled up my stockings, hoping they would stay up without a suspender belt! and when dressed and with my coat pulled tightly around me..... I got a taxi home.
I didn’t see Uli again and he pestered me to know why I didn’t want to see him... but I wasn’t sure of the reason myself. I think he in a way took advantage of me, I later found out from another T-girl that his big turn-on was to get his dog to have sex with a T-girl first... then he would follow the dog, which seemed a bit bizarre and not particularly attractive. I was also annoyed that none of the other girls had warned me about him!
I also felt as though I had let myself down and had taken sexual exploration too far, in a strange way, for both me and the poor dog!
I do believe that people should be allowed to do what they like, as long as it is consenting and does not do anyone any harm but that was the last time it happened for me and I do feel strangely aroused when recollecting that night. I have to be honest and admit that at the time, I was very turned on and felt utterly sexually submissive and in a masochistic way and somewhat abused, but that is all I want it to be.... a memory.

1 comment:

Cap'n Bob said...

Well, darlin' - I'll confess that THAT image won't leave my fevered imagination for a LONG time...if ever! ;)

I would LOVE to hear more about this (what you think about when you let YOUR fantasy run wild....NOT that I'd want to DO that....*S*) - an interesting topic for a Yahoo IM chat sometime! ;) Thanks for making MY day, Andrea!!