My husband still a student was working

My name is Lesley. It was the summer of 73 I was twentytwo, size ten and a good figure, in my second yearteaching. My husband still a student was working allhours that god sent in the summer holidays.

We ran abeat up convertible, which he was slowly restoring, topristine glory. I was free all day having great funracing round with the hood down all over the town.

At weekends he made regular visits to a car breakersyards in search of prized components and I often wentwith him. They seemed to me then to be a peculiarlymasculine environment full at weekends of chaps inoveralls clambering like mountaineers over the deadcars piled high, or lying sideways on in pools of muddyoil.

One in particular he favoured, they seemed tospecialize in sports cars and the two men at the placeseemed happy to let him know if some particularlyinteresting bit had turned up. In the run up to theholidays we had been there almost every weekend and ongood terms with Andy and Jim who ran the yard.

They would often include Gary and me in a round of teaif they made one and we would sit around on batteredold settees in the Porta-cabin that was both theiroffice and storeroom, talking cars and football.

Notsurprisingly I had little to say in these discussionsbut every now and then Jim or Andy would try to broadenthe conversation into films or something they thought Icould comment on.

Even though Jim was old enough to be my dad and Andy inhis early forties and already bald I had realized thatthey quite liked me staying for the occasional cup oftea. Every now and then I caught them casting sneakyglances, checking out my legs , or my bum or my bust.

It amused and flattered me that these “old” chapsshould fancy a young girl.I shouldn�t have been surprised; the walls of the cabinwere covered in posters and pages of pinups and worsefrom various men�s magazines. Gary had noticed theirattention and laughingly used to say “they�ll bepleased to see you,” if my skirt was shorter than usualor if my prominent nipples showed through my top.

One Wednesday Jim rang to say that a part Gary hadordered had come in. I volunteered to collect it and hepromised me a cup of tea would be waiting. Smiling tomyself I changed into my shortest black mini, over theKnee boots and white vest top without a bra. “I�ll givehose two dirty old men something to think about” Ithought.

Imagining them trying to ogle me without beingtoo obvious.Parking the car outside the yard I picked my way roundthe muddier bits to the cabin. Jim was on his own andto my surprise gave a low whistle of appreciation whenI stepped into the cabin. “You got a hot date orsomething ” he joked. I explained I had been intendingto go into town shopping. He carried the part out tothe car for me and then we returned for the promised tea.

Clearing the car and girlie mags from the settee I satdown. It was very low and it occurred to me that theslightest parting of my knees would offer a good viewof my knickers. I had my knees firmly pressed when Jimemerged from the kitchen area behind the office withthe tea.

Padding behind him came the biggest dog I�dseen in a long time. Seeing that I was nervous Jimpassed me a mug of tea and advised me to “take nonotice of him, he�s as soft as kitten.” I asked Jimwhat sort of dog it was, as it didn�t look likeanything in particular. He said it was cross between aGreat Dane a Labrador and a German shepherd.

Either wayit looked big and fierce but apparently wasn�t.Timidly I reached out to stroke the thing as it hadwandered over to me. It indulgently allowed me toruffle behind its ears and seemed to like the attention.

Then without warning it began pushing itsnose between my knees. Unbalanced in the low chair witha hot mug of tea in one hand, I was suddenly lying backn the settee with the dog’s huge nose in my crotch,

trying to push his head away with my free hand.I knew then I should have worn tights but it wassummer. In the few seconds it took Jim to come roundthe counter and pull him away the inside of my thighsand the gusset of my knickers were moist with the dogsslobber.

The dog was banished to the kitchen and Istood drying the insides of legs with some tissue froma toilet roll from the counter while Jim looked on. Jimapologized and I indignantly asked why the dog wouldbehave like that.He laughed at me and said “you�re female aren�t you? He

can smell you and thinks it�s an invitation to a bit offun.”But a dog wouldn�t have sex with a woman would it?” Iasked incredulously.That dog would,” he said. “And he�d give her a goodseeing to.”

I giggled and said I should be going.Well Andy will be sorry to have missed you” said JimBut I�m sure Heinz(the dogs name 57 varieties ha ha)enjoyed meeting you, see you soon.”

Conscious of my still damp gusset I waved and droveoff.I returned to our flat and busied myself with all theroutine things one does in a home. A bit of washing,tidying etc. Then I tried a bit of preparatory work fornext term. But all the time the incident with the dogkept invading my thoughts.

Like most people I�d hadfantasies and daydreams about various sexual situationsbut it had never crossed my mind that one could havesex with an animal. I suppose that in my head,

dogslike cats had always been relatively small comparedwith a person and other animals like horses thoughobviously hugely equipped, just too big and dangerous.Later in the afternoon I found myself closing the bedroom curtains and lying on the bed.

Slipping off the now dry knickers I began to stroke my cunt and to workout a fantasy in which I could somehow get Heinz on itsown and let him fuck me. Unlike most of my fantasies,which helped me to a powerful orgasm, I did not share this with Gary.

I think I thought he would find it disgusting orridicule it by pretending to be a dog or something.Over the next couple of weeks we didn�t get down to theyard, but my fantasy became something of an obsession.As soon as Gary went out to work I would settle down toa masturbation session fueled by increasingly elaboratescenarios, some of them involving Jim and Andy as well as the dog. Incredibly I didn�t even know what thepenis of a dog looked like and had only ever seen a couple of small dogs at it in the street.

One Monday morning Gary asked me as he left for work togo to Jim’s yard and ask him for some switch or other.Although I knew my fantasies were just that, I wasstrangely unsure of myself and initially readied myselfin jeans and tea shirt almost as a defense against anyapproach, then at the last minute reverted to a shortprint skirt with a matching top that tied across the bust.

Andy was in the yard when tiptoed through the yard gates on my white platforms. Not the best choice for a breakers yard but I new they would be appreciated by my two aged admirers.

He came over wiping his hands on hisoveralls. We exchanged hello’s and I told him thedetails of the part Gary needed. “well Jim’s out andits still in a car,” he said. “If you can hold thespanner at the dash board end while I undo the back,you can take it.”

I agreed to try but before we could start the phonerang. Andy answered it and said he had to go out for anhour or so. He suggested I could come back or makemyself a cup of tea and wait. I said I would wait andagreed to answer the phone if he closed the gates so Ididn’t have to deal with customers. “The dogs in theback ” said Andy as he pulled away “leave him there ife bothers you”

Closing the door behind me I entered the cabin and wentthe kitchen. Heinz lay asleep on some old carpet at the back and made no move as I filled the kettle and made a cup of tea. My heart was beginning to beat faster as I decided to experiment with my canine fantasy. I put down the mug and stooped to ruffle the head and neck of the big brown dog, He roused shuffled to his feet and shook himself.

I continued to stroke him and talk to him. Unlike our

previous meeting he showed no immediate interest in me.Standing right in front of him I guided his nose between my legs till it was only separated from my cuntby the thin nylon of my knickers. Slowly he began totake interest, pushing his nose hard against my cunttrying to force my legs apart.

I was a bit scared he would bite me so was trying to go steady but he seemed friendly enough just excited and beginning to dribble his dog drool down my legs. Breaking away from the dog, I made sure the front door was locked,

Then slipping off my knickers I knelt down with my face and elbows on the settee and my behind inthe air. This would be more natural for the dog Ithought. After a few minutes he padded over to me andwith a bit of help found my cunt with his nose. I felthis tongue hot on the entrance to my cunt making tentative stabs at the crease.

Then with increasing

confidence he began to lap at my gash with his rough

tongue scouring the sides as though cleaning his dogs

bowl.

I felt dirty and great at the same time, the force of

his foraging into my rear pushing me into the grubby

settee. In spite of its enthusiasm the dog was not

quite hitting the spot so I rolled over so I could

guide his head and make sure those rapid strokes of his

firm tongue had the maximum effect. He was getting

really exited lapping at the juices now running from me

and panting with expectation.

I knew I was getting close to an orgasm but wanted to

see how turned on the dog was by me. With a little

effort I pulled his head out of my crotch and pulled

him over me. His cock was poking out from his sheath by

several inches and red and veiny. Reaching under him I

took it in my fingers. It was hard and hot, not the

biggest I’d felt but big enough!

For a few moments I hesitated while the dog began to

try to pump my hand, Then reverting to my previous

kneeling position waited for the animal to do what

should come naturally.

He briefly sniffed and licked at

my now engorged cunt lips before scrabbling up on my

back jabbing at my backside with his dick. Guiding him

with one hand between my legs I got his thing to the

entrance and with a thrust he was in.

I could feel his fur against my buttocks as he began to

thrust faster than any man I’ve known before or since.

His cock continued to grow as I shuddered into my first

orgasm. Then I felt a large hard lump pushing at the

entrance to my cunt.

I didn’t know about the dog’s

knot. There was no stopping the dog now even if I

wanted toThe lump forced its way into my cunt like a large

orange but harder and the pace of his fucking seemed to

increase, then he began jerk and I realised he was

shooting his dog spunk into me. His spasms continued

for what seemed like ages and then he seemed to relax.

Expecting him to pull out I waited but instead he

pulled his back leg over me and we remained I realised

stuck together backside to backside. Try as I did his

knot held me secure.

It was in this situation that I heard the gates squeak

open and the sound of Andy’s truck pulling into the

yard. A few moments later the door opened and Andy

stepped into the cabin. His questioning greeting about

phone calls died on his lips as he took in the scene.

Both the dog and I looked at him simultaneously. The

dog started to move towards him trying to drag me with

him but was stopped by my weight.

“Bloody hell!” was all Andy could say. “I thought you

might be a randy bitch, but bloody hell, fucking a dog,

bloody hell.”

Weakly I asked how long we would be stuck together.

“Fuck Knows,” Andy replied. Almost as he replied the

dog pulled away and a stream of fluid ran from my

gaping cunt onto the grubby carpet.

The dog began to

lap up the juice from the floor as Andy uttering a

string of disbelieving curses closed the door and

locked it.

I was still on my knees as he turned back to face me,

Heinz was beginning a renewed interest in my cunt. ‘I

suppose you’ll want me to keep this quiet’ said Andy.

Pushing the dog away I began to get to my feet. ‘Don’t

get up’ Andy commanded, and moved toward me unfastening

his overall. It was summer and apart from some slightly

grubby underpants he was naked.

He was skinny but

muscular. I must have looked nervous to which he said,

pushing his pants down to his ankles. “Come on, a girl

who fucks dogs, surely won’t mind sucking a man’s

cock?”

He pushed his cock into my face and I began to suck it.

It was about six inches and medium girth probably about

the same as the dogs. He undid my top and began to roll

and squeeze my nipples. ‘Nice tits ‘he grunted fucking

my face with urgency.

The dog had resumed licking my cunt expertly and I was

beginning to approach another climax. Andy gripped my

head tightly and as he convulsed jets of his stuff

filled my mouth. ‘Swallow that you dog’s bitch’ he

laughed. As he held me tight I had no option. He loosed

me and sat back on the settee. ‘Heinz looks ready for

another fuck.’

I turned around. Sure enough the dogs prick was

protruding fully from its sheath.’ Lets see you two in

action ‘ Andy said and pulled the dog forwards and

lifted him over my back again. It was soon probing for

my cunt with rapid thrusts. Again I reached under to

guide him home.

Once in he commenced in earnest,

wrapping his strong forelegs round my waist and pumping

like a machine gun into my cunt.

It was fantastic and I couldn’t help but groan out loud

in appreciation as the hard knot of the dogs dick

forced its way into me for the second time. Andy was

shouting encouragement to the dog. Suddenly I was

coming and shook violently as Heinz continued to plough

my cunt. Abruptly he tensed and again began to jet his

dogs spunk into my sopping fanny.

This time we only remained secured together for a few

seconds. The dog seemed to loose interest and pulled

away, retreating to the corner to lick himself clean.

‘You better get yourself cleaned up’ said Andy as I lay

exhausted on the dirty carpet, dogs sperm dribbling

down my thighs. I got up and shuffled naked into the

kitchen and wiped myself down with some paper towels.

Putting on my clothes I asked ‘Well, are you going to

keep this to yourself?’ Andy gave a sly smile. ‘It

depends, I’ll have to tell Jim, its his dog after all,

but if you want to be fair with us I think we can keep

a secret.’

‘What do you mean?’ I asked cautiously. ‘We could do

with a bit of help in the yard, answering the phones

etc and we could pay you a bit to make it interesting.

There would be some duties though not in the job

description if you get my drift?’

‘Be specific’ I demanded.

‘Well we’d want you to dress nice, when you come to

work, like you do when you go out. You know wear stuff

that shows off your figure. We like it and it will

probably bring in some customers.’ He hesitated, ‘But

you must be happy to suck off or fuck me and Jim and

the dog anytime we feel like it during the working

hours.’

‘And if I won’t?’

‘Then the story of your little canine copulation may

get heard.’

At this he showed me four or five quite poor Polaroid

photos , which he had somehow taken while I was fucking

the dog the second time. ‘What’s the pay?’

‘I thought three mornings and two afternoons a week

until you finish your holidays at �12.0 a week,’

replied Andy.

Thinking about it, I thought we could do with the cash

and this is on par with what I get per hour anyway, he

could have made me do it without pay and its a limited

time. As it happens it wasn’t an unpleasant experience,

and I wouldn’t mind being fucked by the dog again. ‘Ok,

when do I start?’

‘Tomorrow,’ said Andy grinning broadly as he pulled me

to him and slipped two fingers into my cunt.’

‘See you tomorrow then,’ he said pulling them out,

sniffing and then licking them.

Later I told Gary about the job offer but not about the

‘duties’ and he said ‘well we could do with the money

if you don’t mind working in your holiday.’ The

prospect of the next day both made me nervous and

excited me. Even now I couldn’t really believe I had

been fucked twice by a dog and enjoyed it and sucked

off a man who I barely knew.

Arriving at the yard at 9.0 the next morning I found

Jim and Andy in the cabin having a cup of tea. They

seemed surprised. ‘Didn’t think you would come’ Andy

said. ‘I wasn’t aware I had a choice’ I said quietly.

‘well,’ said Jim. ‘We’ve had a chat and don’t want you

here under duress. We’d like you to come but only if

you want to.’

‘But what about the photos?’ I asked.

‘Here, they’re yours’ and Andy passed them to me. ‘So’

said Jim ‘do you still want the job?’

‘Are the duties the same?’ I asked smiling.

‘Yes,’ confirmed Jim. ‘The money is solely for office

work but you will expected to enthusiastically fuck and

suck me Andy and the dog any time we want during

working hours.’

‘I agree,’ I heard myself saying and handed Andy the

Polaroid’s back. ‘You can keep these as a souvenir.’

‘Lock the gates Andy, there’ll be no customers for an

hour so we can give our new employee some training’

joked Jim.

With that he came behind me, wrapped his arms round me

and began to kiss my neck. His right hand tugged up my

short denim skirt and pushed into my knickers while his

left slipped under my T shirt and began to maul my

breasts. Andy came in and began to undo his overall.

‘Take her top off, lets see them lovely tits,’ I helped

Jim slip off my top and turning round he started

sucking my nipples and had two fingers in my cunt.

Andy called out to me, ‘Come over here.’ He was sitting

back on the settee his cock sticking up. I walked over

to him and lowered myself onto his cock. It slipped in

easily and I began to fuck him. Jim stood in front of

me and dropped his overall round his ankles, thrusting

a short but very fat dick into my face.

Opening my mouth as wide as I could I sucked his cock

in rhythm with my rise and fall on Andy. I could feel

Andy’s cock pulsing inside me and knew he was about to

come, I tightened my cunt muscles round his cock and he

began to spurt into me.

Sensing him contract I turned

round to lick his spunky cock bending over to offer my

cunt to Jim. He pushed right into me and bent me down

so his belly was resting on my behind as he almost

immediately jerked to orgasm.

‘Where’s Heinz?’ I asked. Jim staggered to the kitchen

door and opened it. The dog padded in. He came straight

to my cunt, licking the sperm which oozed from it.

‘His dicks out!’ declared Jim.

‘Well lift him on me then,’ I instructed.

Jim lifted the dogs front legs until it was positioned

over me. I could feel its prick stiff against my arse.

For the third time in two days I reached under my body

to guide that canine cock into my well lubricated cunt.

As the dog began its now familiar frenetic pounding of

my cunt Andy’s cock stiffened again in my mouth. The

dogs cock Knot began to swell in the entrance of my

cunt.

Once again the dogs fucking was bringing me to an

orgasm. Concentrating on Andy’s meat, I was overwhelmed

by a wave of sensation just as the dog jettisoned his

spunk into me. Almost passing out I lost Andy’s dick

which shot a great gob of spunk into my face and hair.

I lay face down in his lap waiting for the dogs Knot to

subside and release me. ‘An excellent first mornings

work’ said Jim laughing.

I worked at the yard over the next couple of weeks,

during which all three took full advantage of the

agreement I’d made. My presence behind the counter

certainly boosted trade and I got a great thrill out of

giving the punters a flash of breast or knicker when I

leant over the counter or bent over to pick up a part

from the bottom shelf.

Jim and Andy loved to call me into the store room when

I was serving a customer and bend me over for a very

quick fuck, or make me give them a rapid blow job.

Either way when I went back to the counter I had spunk

running down my legs or in my hair. I always thought

someone would notice but no one ever commented, and I

got plenty of comments about everything else.

Best of all though was the dog. He loved the smell and

taste of my cunt. Most days when custom was slack I

would slip out of my Knickers and let him loose from

the kitchen area. After a few curious meanderings round

the cabin he would come and shove his nose up my skirt

as I leaned on the counter. Probing and licking my cunt

and arse as though they were the sweetest meats. At

least twice a day I let him fuck me to an orgasm.

Once his dick pushed into my bum which he had already

penetrated with his tongue and after the initial shock

I found I liked the feeling and let him have me that

way a few times. I took care to stop his knot getting

in there though. Jim liked watching me have sex with

the dog, and would sit wanking while the dog thrashed

away at me.

Once, after he watched the dog tonguing my cunt within

seconds of a climax, he asked me to suck off the dog

while he fucked me.

I lay on the grubby carpet. Jim got

between my legs with his fat cock and began thrusting.

Calling the dog over I took hold of his dick and pulled

him to my mouth.

Heinz seemed to understand perfectly and semi squatted

and began his rapid jabs.

Holding him in my hand I

could control how much dick was in my mouth and feel

his excitement. When he convulsed in climax my mouth

was awash with his come and Jim shot his load into me

at the sight of my lips dribbling dogs sperm.

During my last week at the yard Jim asked me if I

fancied going to a party.

He said he knew this

businessman, (a scrap dealer actually) who had wild

parties. ‘He’s got this Great Dane and I’ve sort of

mentioned I know a good looking girl who’s got a thing

about dogs! he wondered if you might go to the party

and put on a bit of a show with his dog.’

I pretended to be annoyed that he had been discussing

me but was quite intrigued. ‘How big is his dog?’ I

asked. Jim told me that from what he remembered he was

bigger than Heinz and probably eight or nine stone in

weight. I said if I could see the dog first I’d think

about it.

The next morning Jim drove me over to a house near the

river at Kew. We went in and met Frank who organised

the parties. He was about thirty bald and wiry. As we

sat in the kitchen a woman who turned out to be his

wife came in with a huge black Great Dane on a lead. He

was quite inquisitive but friendly and happily accepted

my fussing him.

The woman left the room and Frank immediately demanded

to know if I would like to fuck with his dog. It was

strangely embarrassing to be asked so bluntly and I

could feel myself getting hot. ‘I think so, but he may

not be like Jims dog and I can’t be sure it will work,’

I answered.

Jim asked if the wife had left and she had. He

suggested we went into another room where I could test

the dogs reaction to me. Sitting on a very posh settee

I

called Jake the dog over to me. After pulling up my

loose skirt and slipping off my pants, using the dogs

collar, I gently guided the dogs nose to my cunt. His

head was enormous and I had to open my thighs as wide

as I could. His long rough pink tongue probed

tentatively at the folds of my cunt.

I was already wet being excited by the thought of

fucking this sleek black animal and also that I was

again exposing myself to another complete stranger. As

he continued to lick he became more enthusiastic

pushing his tongue into me and slobbering on my gaping

vagina. I couldn’t reach the dogs dick to see if it was

ready for action so asked Jim. He said the dogs prick

was protruding from its sheath by five or so inches.

‘Pull him off me then so I can turn around.’

They did and he sat there his cock standing up bigger

than any mans I’d had, veined dark red and twitching. I

took off all my clothes as I wanted to feel his fur

against my back. Kneeling down with my head into the

settee I told Jim and Frank to let the dog go. He came

over and resumed his probing of my cunt, then without

any help clambered up over me his front paws on the

settee outside my hands.

The dog began to jab with his cock but could not find

the way in. Once again I had to reach under and place

it at the entrance to my hole. The dogs prick felt long

and hot in my hand as the it strove to push into me.

Feeling the tip of its dick just inside the lips of my

cunt I let go of it and in an instant it was in me and

his hairy belly was snug against my bum.

With each frantic thrust my head was driven into the

settee and the dogs Knot pushed against the entrance to

my cunt. The Dane with its front legs wrapped round me

tightly was now completely in control as it thrust

faster and faster.

Its Knot filled the entrance to my

womb completely grinding my clitoris mercilessly as I

groaned to a protracted orgasm.

Weak with sensation I was aware that the dog had

stopped thrusting but that his cock was pulsing inside

me and I could feel the hot jets of his spunk hitting

my insides,

something I’d never experienced with anyman. As its convulsions concluded the Dane followed theexample of my previous canine lover and turned his backon me. We remained joined, my cunt distorted by hisbulbous knot.Jim and Frank who had been stunned to silence during this session suddenly came to.

Pulling my head out from

the settee they knelt with their trousers round their

knees wanking in front of my face. I managed to summon

enough energy to pull Franks cock into my mouth as he

began to shoot his load. Jim just jerked off over my

face. The dog then pulled away from me and I remained

on all fours sperm dripping from my face and running

from my cunt onto the parquet floor.

A couple of weekends later I went to one of Frank’s

parties where in front of about ten couples I fucked

and sucked off both dogs and then let Frank fuck me up

the arse.

A few weeks later we moved out of the area and I’ve

never been back or god knows what I might have got

into.