1. Great Dana


    Date: 7/23/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bestiality, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Author: Luke Hart, Rating: 92, Source: sexstories.com

    effective. Dana let herself get into it, moaning and thrashing as she got fucked. The more she got into it, the more alarmed Bruce became. She turned her head and watched Bruce. He’d sit for a few minutes, nervously staring. Then he’d get up and pace; tail wagging and tongue hanging. Dana couldn’t tell if he was angry or if he wanted to play. He seemed to express both. He’d bow his head and pant at her moans. She found herself staring into his eyes as her boyfriend indelicately slammed her. Their locked eyes calmed Bruce. She felt their bond deepening further still in this moment. Then she felt a stirring inside. She reached back to rub her clit. She could come this way, touching her clit as her boyfriend fucked her. She tried to maintain eye contact with Bruce. She looked at him and shouted “Good boy! Good Boy!” At this, her boyfriend grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head up and arching her back. While she dug this, it interrupted her focus on her clit. It also broke her stare with Bruce. He responded by leaping onto the couch and burying his nose in her boyfriend’s ass. The interruption proved to be the last. The boyfriend got frustrated, pulled out, and stormed off to the bathroom. Bruce barked at him, fueling the tension. Dana was disappointed and annoyed, but also entertained. She invited Bruce towards her to give her kisses. She was sweaty. He liked that. He sniffed at her hips and towards her crotch. She liked something about that, too. The boyfriend emerged from ...
    the bathroom, got dressed, and gave an inconclusive speech about boundaries and goals. Dana responded by simply saying she’d call. She figured she wouldn’t. The way he fucked her was pleasant enough, but she didn’t feel that she needed that any longer. It didn’t intrigue her. Something else had started to do that. The idea was germinating in her head. Dana was almost ashamed, but her curiosity was more intense than her apprehension or guilt. She was distracted by her thoughts as her boyfriend gathered his things and let himself out. Bruce had been protective of her while she was getting fucked. Maybe he had thought the boyfriend was hurting her. She was prone and screaming. Dana suspected something else was going on with him as well. He had a different kind of look in his eyes when she glanced at him from the couch. While kneeling and taking her boyfriend’s cock, she had seen something brewing in Bruce. The sounds. The smells. Had watching her get fucked turned him on? Dana openly wondered what Bruce would’ve done had she stayed on all fours and told her boyfriend to get out of the way. There had been this bond of sweat and salt. She had seen him try to get a whiff of her pussy after sex. Perhaps if she would’ve let him, Bruce would’ve climbed on her and picked up where her boyfriend left off. Holy shit! Was she actually thinking about this? Worse yet, was she fantasizing about it? She wasn’t curious the way an animal behaviorist might be. She was curious the way horny woman ...
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