Last Night

Last night, I finally had a dream come true. This is something I had been wishing for, for quite some time now, but I never thought it would ever happen. But they say if you want something enough, sometime, just sometimes, you might be surprised to get it.

Like I said before, I got into zoo sex by mistake, but ever since that day, I have always enjoyed every minute of it. The one time that my best friend walked in on me led to many enjoyable hours whereby I was able to share that enjoyment with another person. There was, however, one thing missing from this equation. I was never able to directly share the experience with someone else. Last night, that finally happened.

I had been single for quite some time now as I found it easier to live my lifestyle without the added complication of trying to hide it from someone I cared about. That isn't to say that I didn't have sex every now and then. But just casual things that I could let go at the drop of a hat. Finally, three months ago, I fell into the familiar trap that many of us out there have.

I went to a part with some friends one night, and , while there, noticed this girl standing by the bar alone. I plucked up the old courage and went over to talk to her. We didn't hit it off immediately. I asked her how she was and she replied that she had been fine up to five seconds ago. To which I replied, really, so that explains the mass of people surrounding her to talk to her. We then looked at each other for a second without saying a word, then broke up laughing. After we had finished complimenting each other on our sarcastic wit, we introduced ourselves. Her name was Sandy and she had also come to the party with some friends who had nagged her until she gave in. She really didn't want to be there, but figured that it was easier to come than endure half an hour of talk. The more we talked, the more we realised that we were enjoying each other's company.

I finally asked her if she would like to meet some of my friends. I did this with a little trepidation as my friends can be a rather "slicy" bunch. To put it simply, if you weren't able to hold your own in the verbal department, they had a tendency to slice and dice you up. Many a person had left our group because they just couldn't take the "talk" anymore. We got over to them and I introduced her around, whereupon, Mike immediately jumped on her.

"So, I guess he's the best you could find to talk to tonight? Pretty low standards, huh?"

She looked him right in the eyes and came back at him like a bat from hell.

"Not really," she replied. "Actually, I was going to slum it, but decided to give you a rest...."

For a moment, all of us stood with our mouths open in shock, then everyone, Mike, included, burst out laughing. At that moment, I knew I was stuck. She ended up spending the rest of the party with us and, at the end of the night, I dropped her off at her apartment. She gave me her number and I promised to contact her soon. I did, and three weeks later, we were and item. The only problem I was worried about was if she and my retriever, Rover, would get along, but that was soon put to rest as they got on great. The big old, loveable, traitor would actually run to her first when we walked into the apartment together. I chastised him for it, as he stood on there wagging his tail at her, while she scratched his head and laughed.

About a month ago, I don't even remember what got us started, but we were sitting in my apartment talking about different things when the talk turned to sexual fantasies. At first, she played the role of the innocent, trying to imply that she had none of her own. It took a while, but I finally managed to convince her to open up to me. She was really reluctant, to the point where I had to blatantly ask her what the problem was. She then told me that she felt it was too weird and that if she ever told me out loud, I might not look at her in the same way again. In fact, the last person she had told it too had not only dumped her, but had gone on to tell her, then, circle of friends about it. The resulting humiliation had made her promise herself to tell anyone again. I told her okay, and that she could tell me whenever she was ready, and that, most important of all, I would never judge her for it. After all, to me, that would be the pot calling the kettle black.

I let it go, and we went on talking about other things. About three nights later, as we were sitting watching TV. She turned to me and asked me if I was sure I wanted to know.

"Know what?" I asked. "What are you talking about?" "My fantasy" she said, turning to face me on the couch. "Do you really want to know?" "Yeah", I said. "I really do..and stop being so afraid...I promise I won't judge you..c'mon..don't you know me by now?"

She turned away for a while and I just sat there waiting for her to make up her mind. Finally, she turned to face me and took my hands in hers.

"Okay mister...you asked for it"

It turned out that she had always wanted to do a fantasy rape scene, but had never had either the guts to set it up, and had also never found anyone she could talk to about it. And considering how the las5t person she had told treated her, she was in no rush to let anyone else know about it. As she finished talking, she sat there looking at me, silently waiting to see what my reaction would be. I didn't day anything for a second or two, then finally told her what I thought.

"Do you want to do it with one guy, or two?"

I still remember the look she gave me. She had the look of someone who has heard the words they have always wanted to hear, but were afraid that they had heard wrong.

She shook her head and stared at me.

"What did you say."

I sighed and stroked her face with one hand.

"I said, would you prefer one guy or two?"

At that point, she suddenly broke down and started to cry. It ended up with me just holding her until she finally slowed her tears and stopped. She then told me that of all the things I could have said, that she was waiting to hear, that was probably the one thing that she hadn't expected. She had been prepared for shock, maybe even a little disgust. Definitely not total acceptance, and definitely not so quickly. I simply held her and told her to have a little more faith in me in the future and that she should know by now that not only would I would never do anything to hurt her, but that I couldn't since it seemed that, against my will, I had friggin well started to fall in love with her.

She immediately started crying again and we spent the next few moments just sitting there. When she finally stopped, she got up without a word, pulled me to my feet, and dragged me into the bedroom. She then stripped both her and myself, threw me on the bed, and proceeded to fuck my brains out. I don't know how many times she came that night, but I know I did three times. Every time I got soft, she worked on me to get me hard again and started to fuck me. I still remember that night like it had happened just moments ago. From that night, our relationship changed. Not too long after that, she moved in with me and has been here since.

The next few weeks were spent setting up her fantasy for her. It went off without a hitch. I got an old friend of mine to help us out and I remember that she cried for days after. We would be sitting having breakfast and she would be staring at me, and I would see the tears start to come. I would go over to her and hold her until she stopped, then we would continue on like nothing had happened. She later told me that that was the moment she started to feel really serious about us, but that she still wasn't sure and didn't want to say anything unless I spoke about our relationship first.

The next stage of the change in our relationship came about last week. We had been out partying and we both came back to the apartment slightly drunk and happy. We fell on the couch and were laughing and talking about the night when she suddenly turned to me and told me that I had never told her what my fantasy was. I suddenly got almost cold sober. I stammered and asked her what she meant.

"You never told me what your fantasy was. I want to know"

"uh...it's not that important" I stammered. "What say I get us something from the kitchen."

I was getting up to go to the kitchen when she grabbed my hands and trapped me there. She looked me straight in the eyes and then reminded me of our conversation when I had convinced her to trust me and to confide her secret. She then told me that it was very simple. Either I trusted her the same way, or I didn't.

Plain and simple.

I sat there for a while, debating the different ways I could break the news to her, but finally decided that no matter what I said, it would still come out the same way. In my mind, my secret was a little bigger than hers and, for a second, I actually resented her asking me to share it. Then I realised what an asshole I was being. I finally took a deep breath and told her of my secret lifestyle. All while I was talking she just sat there and stared at me. Finally, I was finished and sat there waiting for the what I felt sure would be the final words she would ever tell me. She sat there for about five minutes before she finally spoke.

"Show me" she said.

"Wh...whh..what? What?", I stammered. " What do you mea..I....what did you say?"

"Show me", she replied. "I want to see it for myself."

I could only sit there in stupor and stare at her.

"What's wrong" she asked. "Are you afraid?"

"Yeah", I said. "Actually, I am...and a little confused.."

"Don't be...just trust me..that's all...I did.."

That was the decider for me. In a daze, I slowly got up off the couch and walked to the patio door. I opened it and called out to Rover. He immediately bounded in the room and headed straight for her. He jumped up on the couch, even though he knew that was a no-no, and started licking her face. I closed the door and came back into the room. I stopped in front of them both and stared at her.

"Are..uh...are you sure..." I asked, still not believing this was happening." Uh..I mean..well...are you.."

She cut me off.

"Yes", she said. "I am..and you should be too"

"Okay." I sighed. "Only if you're sure....."

I slowly walked to the center of the room and started to undress. Rover immediately left off licking her face and stared at me. The moment I started to take off my trousers he jumped off the couch and came over to me. He started yipping and jumping up and down. He knew what I was doing and what it meant. He was going to get to fuck me tonight. I stripped off the rest of my clothes and slowly got down on all fours, never taking my eyes off Sandy's. Rover immediately got behind me, climbed on my back, and started thrusting his hips at me. I reached back, softly grabbed his sheath, and guided him into me, whereupon he immediately started fucking me in the ass. He didn't care that Sandy was sitting there watching the whole thing. All he knew was that his bitch was here and he was getting to fuck him. He grabbed me by the waist with his forelegs, hitched himself up against my ass, and, with and extra hard shove, pushed his knot into me. Now we were properly locked together and he proceeded to fuck me hard. I crouched there, still in a sort of shock, not believing that I was on all fours, in my living room , being fucked up the ass by my dog as my girlfriend looked on.

Pretty soon , the sensations started getting to me as Rover thrust his prick in and out of me and I started to groan. I could feel the knot swell in place inside my ass and he immediately slowed his thrusts, content that I wasn't going to get off his prick and concentrated on finishing fucking me so he could plant his seed. I crouched there and let him finish fucking me. I had no choice with his knot locked solidly in my ass. This went on for about three minutes, me on all fours, Rover bucking as he thrust back and forth, at times his hind legs scraping my ass as he practically tried to climb on me in his attempt to get as much of his prick up inside me as he could.

Finally, he slowed his thrusts, his hips softly jerking against my ass, and finally stopped. At this point, I could always swear that I could feel his cum spurting inside me as he sprayed his seed in me. I could definitely feel the length of his prick deep inside me, pulsing with the beat of his heart. His knot pressing against my asshole from the inside. He got down off my back, crossed his leg over and turned his back on me. There is no way to describe the feeling when a dog had his prick in you , along with the knot in your ass, and turns his back on you. You immediately feel the knot pulling on your from inside your asshole. Coupled with that is the knowledge that you cannot do anything until you have finished servicing this animal and he is finished with you. You just have to sit there and wait until he is finished and his knot gets small enough to slip out of you. All the while as he spurts his cum inside you.

All this time, Sandy hadn't said a word. When she realised that Rover was finished, she got up off the couch and came over to us. She got down on the floor, cupped my face in her hands and softly kissed me on the cheek. I immediately burst out in tears. She sat there with me and wiped my face and continued kissing me until I finally stopped crying. She then told me she had only two things to say to me. One, what she had just seen was the most erotic thing she had ever witnessed, and two, if she wasn't sure before, she was now and that she loved me and that I must never again fail to trust her. I started crying again and she just sat there with me until I was finished.

She then asked me questions about how it felt and if I was in any pain. I tried my best to explain everything to her. I wanted her to understand everything I went through. The first feeling as Rover slid his prick past my asshole. The feeling of his prick swelling inside me. The feeling inside me as I felt the shaft of his prick sliding up and down inside me. The knot when it pops pass my asshole and gets inside me. The filling feeling as It starts to swell up inside me, guaranteeing that he would tie with me and that I couldn't get away until he had finished fucking me.

At one point, she told me she was going into the kitchen and if I wanted anything to drink. I told her I was fine and would have a little of whatever she was having. I still remember the feeling when she walked back into the room, knowing that I was still locked to my dog as my girlfriend casually walked around the room.

She came back to sit next to us and then proceeded to do the last thing I expected. Se reached under me and took my prick in her hands. I jumped when I felt her hand grab my shaft. This moved me forward and I immediately felt the knot tug on me, reminding me that I was still tied to Rover. She looked me in the eyes and started to stoke my prick up and down. I almost went nuts. I was trembling and grinding my hips as she started jerking me off. Every time I thrust forward, I would feel the knot in my ass pulling me back against Rover. He, meanwhile, was content to just stand there and wait until he was finished impregnating me. My head felt like it was swelling and I could swear that my prick was going to explode. When I finally came, I screamed out between clenched teeth and would have fallen flat on the floor but for the knot holding me up by my ass.