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The rain hammered against the metal roof of the park bathroom, drowning out all other sounds. I stood there, frozen, my hand still gripping the stall door I'd just shoved open. My best friend Jessica was on her hands and knees on the wet tile floor. Her shorts and panties were bunched around her ankles. Her shirt was pulled up past her breasts. And behind her, with his paws wrapped around her waist, was a massive German Shepherd. "What the genuine fuccck, Jess?" I finally managed to whisper. Jessica turned her head, looking at me over her shoulder. Her face was flushed, her hair a mess. "Yeah, see what I mean by tied up?" The dog panted happily, drool dripping onto Jessica's back. His tail wagged slowly, and I could see his swollen knot buried deep inside my friend's stretched asshole. "I called you," I said, my voice barely audible. "Why didn't you answer?" "Yeah, I heard. But I can't get to my phone at the moment. We're a little tied up." Before we go any farther, can you please help keep this damn dog still?" Jessica grunted. "Hun?" "Bend down and hold that damn dog so he won't pull my freakin' colon out!" Jessica hissed. I don't know what possessed me. Maybe it was shock. Maybe it was curiosity. But I knelt and wrapped my arms around the dog's thick neck. He licked my face happily, and I grimaced. "Shit, stop that mutt." The rain continued its steady rhythm. The dog panted. Jessica sighed. "So, you're speechless?" she asked. "Well, getting a warning before walking in on you two would have been nice." "My phone's on the bench over there," Jess nodded. "The plan was to getF k ed and done before you showed up. But this horny mutt slipped out of my cunt and knotted my ass. I swear it feels like a grapefruit lodged in there." I moved the dog's tail aside and looked at Jessica's stretched asshole. The knot was enormous, pulsing visibly. "It looks pretty full." "After a few minutes, he'll finish draining his balls, and it will shrink a little. Then he'll pull out." Silence filled the air. The rain softened. Then I asked, "Jess?" "Yes, Dani?" "So, how'd you two meet?" Jessica burst into laughter. "That's what you want to know?" "No, not really," I admitted. "I want to know—does it feel good?" "Better than the greatest orgasm you've ever had," Jess replied. "He's already given me three." "Oh." Jess turned and looked at me. A mischievous grin spread across her lips. "You want to try?" My cheeks burned. "But it looks like it would hurt." "It's fine when he fucccks your pussy. That was the plan today. His precum makes everything wet and slick. He was jackhammering my cunt, and I got into it a little too much. He pulled back to slam his knot in, and that's when it slipped out and slid right into my pooper." I quietly considered her words. "Why don't you feel his equipment?" Jess suggested. "He's knotted for another ten minutes." "Touch his junk?" "Oh, baby, it ain't nowhere close to being junk. Feel how hot his dick is. Feel it jerk from pumping my tummy full of his puppy batter." I tentatively reached beneath the dog. My fingers found his smooth, heavy testicles. They were surprisingly warm. My touch moved up, and I felt his pulsating shaft, down to the hot hardness of his knot vanishing into Jessica's stretched asshole. " Dani. Watching you turns me on," Jess whispered, staring at her phone's camera aimed behind her. I smiled shyly and looked at my fingers coated with spent dog cum. "Come on, baby. F k me with those," Jessica moaned. "Please. I'm so close." I don't know what came over me. But I obliged. I ran my wet fingers beneath Jessica's spread legs and found her swollen clit. I rubbed her until she trembled with another orgasm, her cunt clenching around my fingers. The dog suddenly moved, sniffing between my legs. He whimpered and tried to move forward. "Stop, girl, he's sniffing your horny cunt," Jess gasped. "Drop those panties and let him do what he does best." "You mean let him lick me?" "Hell, yes. Toss those shorts and spread those sexy legs." I obeyed. I unzipped, slid my shorts and panties off, and stepped closer to the dog's muzzle. He sniffed my wet snatch intently, blowing hot breath across my velvety lips. My legs trembled uncontrollably. The dog dove in, licking and teasing, probing and tasting. I began to moan, closing my eyes, moving my hands between my legs to stroke his furry head. Soon I was thrusting my hips, grinding my crotch against his probing tongue. "Oh, F k ," I managed to squeak, just before my knees buckled. I crashed to the floor as a powerful orgasm shook my lean frame. The dog followed me down, yanking his bulbous knot free of Jessica's ass. Her scream filled the cramped building. "MotherF k er!" Jess yelled, reaching behind her to cradle her leaking butthole. But I barely heard her. I was lost in the waves of pleasure, the dog between my legs, lapping at my leaking climax. Chapter 2: The Awakening A minute later, I appeared at the bathroom stall door where Jessica sat on the toilet. I cracked the biggest grin of my life. "Well, crap. I've just created a monster, haven't I?" Jess said. "Should I refer to you as a dog slut now?" I kept smiling. "So, is he your dog, or what?" "Nah, I don't know who he is. He likes me and meets me by the bathrooms at the end of the day, like clockwork. You know my apartment doesn't allow pets." "You've been doing this every day?" "Well, not every day. A few times a week for a month or so. Besides, if I told you without you experiencing the pleasure first, would you be okay with it?" "You're probably right." The dog appeared at the stall and gave a quiet chuff, turning toward the exit. "He's got his rocks off and wants to leave," Jess said. "Open the door for him." I stepped past the dog and opened the door. He brushed past me and slipped through. The rain had stopped. A thin fog lay across the landscape. We got dressed quickly, pulling up our shorts and adjusting our shirts. "Are we going to dinner?" I asked. "Hell yeah. I'm ravenous after all that." Later that night, I arrived at my townhome. I parked, grabbed my doggie bag from the restaurant, and unlocked my back door. I put the leftovers in the refrigerator and walked upstairs. I adjusted the shower, undressed, and stepped into the steaming water. My mind drifted to the dog park. To how that German Shepherd had given me an orgasm beyond anything I'd experienced before. My hands converged at my crotch. I began teasing my clit, sliding my wet fingers inside my aching cunt. How would it feel to have that stud's gigantic cock spurting his seed into my womb? To feel his heavy, hot, furry body on my back as he injected his seed into his willing bitch? I whimpered and dropped to my knees, the hot water raining down on my trembling body. The orgasm I gave myself was good, but nowhere near as satisfying as that dog's tongue hungrily lapping at my pussy. After catching my breath, I finished my shower, dried off, and slipped beneath the sheets. I reached for my phone and dialed Jess. A couple of rings later, she answered. "Hey, dogslut," she laughed. "F k you, btch," I replied. "But since you brought it up—do you want to go with me to find a dog tomorrow?" "You friggin' slut! I give you a taste of exotic fruit, and you want to dig up the whole damn tree and bring it home!" "But that's such sweet-ass fruit, baby," I laughed. "Besides, now that I know you love it, why not? You could come over and—" "Do it together," Jess finished. "What time?" "Let's grab breakfast at the Taqueria around eight, then hit up the shelter." "You know most of those poor pups are fixed, right?" "Yeah, I know. But I talked to my brother on the way home. He said his friend works at a shelter. He's going to call him to see if we can pick up a pup before they snip him." "Gotcha. See you at eight. Good night, puppy slut." Jess giggled and ended the call. My phone dinged just as I was drifting off. I picked it up, read the text, and exclaimed, "Oh hell, yes!" I typed a quick reply and sent it, smiling as I closed my eyes. 💗💗 Click to Read on👉👉

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