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    Introducing myself!

    Hey Everyone. Wanted to introduce myself. I included my story below and would be happy to hear from any and all.



    Going over to the Jones’s (name changed) when I was young was always like being home. I was there so much and was so close to Julie that walking in the front door when nobody was home was natural.
    Buddy and Blackie were always there at the front door already or quickly on their way, beau the bigger of the two, pure black lab, barreling loudly towards me and Blackie, a lab cocker spaniel mix quieter and gentler going wherever Buddy went. Their greetings were always excited and affectionate but well behaved. No jumping or biting or excessive licking. Just the wildly enthusiastic wagging so customary to Labs and circling around my legs in greeting. We did everything with the dogs. When we watched a movie they chose their spots on the couch around us, or often before us.
    When we played outside, the dogs were almost always a part of the game. When we went to bed, they joined us, seemingly both always on my bed when I spent the night, stealing the covers, tucked under their heavy bodies making for many a cold akward night of sleeping over. And they both snored! But I was always to happy have them in the bed with me. Felt like a special comraderie. And in that house, totally normal. If it wasn’t my bed it was my childhood friend, Julie’s or her older sister Lucy’s or older brother Matt’s.
    Blackie was gentle. He had the energy and color of a black lab, but the longer hair and intelligent disposition of a cocker spaniel. I always got the sense from him that he was more of a little gentleman inside a dogs body. He would quietly trot after us wherever we went and settle in nearby. While Buddy was always a little bit of a hazard with his tail knocking things over in excitement. He was very smart, learning quickly and highly aware of our movements.
    I do not clearly remember being curious about the dog’s cocks in a progressive or developing kind of way. I do remember at the time an increasing of sensation in my little developing body and the curiosity and mystery that surrounds all of that. Didn’t that mean that sex was something that I would do? What did sex look like? I knew the basics, but touching boys or even really spending time with them seemed unappealing and far away. Still though sometimes in the dark before sleep I would touch my little nipples loving that sensation so much at the time and finding it the height of arousal. I would touch my little pussy with out much knowledge. Just feeling it.
    One afternoon Julie and I were playing at her house. I don’t think anyone else was home. I remember it was sunny. I felt warm. Safe, there in that house on that day. Julie and I had been playing something together most likely, but for some reason we were in separate parts of the house at the time. I was upstairs in what we called the tower room. It was an octagon shaped room extended out from the house with window on all sides. One door led into the house, the other out onto a terrace that connected to her parent’s bedroom. Perhaps Blackie had followed me up there? I wonder now though….i must have had this desire percolating before arriving in the room or the urge wouldn’t have been so strong. Perhaps I knew what I wanted to try.
    I had seen both the dogs little lipstick dicks before. When you are around dogs that happens. And I had this itch in my little pussy. This curiosity about why it got hot sometimes, and I wanted to feel something inside it……that was what we used it for right? I don’t think I even had the words. I knew enough to hide….but I didn’t feel wrong in any way. Mostly curious. And eager. Maybe I could get Blackie’s little dog dick to rub on my hot curious cunt, unlock some of there feeling that seemed so mysterious and desirable.
    There was green leather two seat couch against one of the windows. I sat on there and patted blackie up next to me. I didn’t go for his doggie cock or rub it at all from what I can remember. I rememeber having my pants pulled down and my panties on, and I remember laying on my back. I was a little nervous to be found out, there were windows on all sides and it was broad daylight!
    Was this part of the excitement I wonder now? It felt almost romantic in the sun filled room, windows all around. But I wanted Blackie to be on top of me. To lay on me the way I imagined was the missing piece of the puzzle? With his little pink lipstick out and Blackie completely unawares of much going on, he was relaxed with me…..had shared beds and everything for a long time now. It was awkward. I could smell his doggie small, always clean and well groomed, but earthy, his little pant of hot air getting closer to my face. There was heat coming off of him too. More heat near his exposed cock. I had no idea then just how big dogs dicks can get!
    I awkwardly tried to get him on top of me. Pulling his front paws up towards my armpits and placing them on the couch. His hind legs were still down near my crotch, perhaps standing between or on either side of my thighs?
    I tried to pull him and his little pink cock down on top of my little pussy that felt hot and I wanted to rub it through my panties on him. I wanted him to understand that was what I wanted. I wished he would get the idea and do something to me. What, I have ideas now, but I have no idea what I thought then. I probably had no visual idea….just a kind of need I was trying to uncover. He didn’t fight against my positioning him, but his legs didn’t bend that way and no instinct took him over to begin humping this awkward, desperately curious and wet little preteen beneath him.
    I remember being intrigued by how wet his cock looked. Was so bright pick against his black fur and looked so shiny though not exactly wet.Wanting and trying so hard just to get him positioned on top of me. I became vaguely aware that this might be becoming unkind to little blackie, pulling and positioning his legs…..trying to get him into a spot his anatomy didn’t seem to allow for.
    It was warm and sunny in the room, similar to the way the bathroom was at home when I would lock the door sometimes and lay on the floor. There was peacefulness there. A space to be myself with out thought or concern.
    Can feel the nervousness I felt growing too as time passed and wondering just when Julie would appear around the corner or worse her parents…they weren’t home but who knows. I was disappointed. I had wanted very badly for something new to happen. To feel what it was that this warm and drippy pussy was so eager for. I didn’t have an idea of what I wanted really to happen exactly or what could have happened…but somehow still felt unsatisfied. Felt like Blackie could have maybe shown me a little bit. Could have rubbed his maleness on me and shown me where the feelings were supposed to go.
    I released Blackie….knowing that it wasn’t going to work. I dressed hastily…..feeling more and more nervous that I would be found. I don’t remember any shame though. Of course a keen awareness that it had been a private moment that was for me alone. But not in a scared way. Just that it was mine.
    I think I remember having my pants back on and heading back downstairs with Blackie, he seemed un-phased by all this and followed nearby as he’d always done. I think I felt somehow endowed with a secret. I hoped that Julie couldn’t sense it. Felt a bit like I had to hide something now. That if I weren’t careful people would read it on my face. Though I think I only really felt that that day. I don’t recall trying again. Although we often saw the dog’s cocks before and after that, aside from looking it was never something that went beyond that. I loved those dogs, I really did. I felt a special kinship with them despite that afternoon with Blackie. It was almost like the kind of moment one has with another young child their own age where they show each other their privates, with no intent or reaction outside of the child mind of experience. I think perhaps that was a part of why it happened for me. He was safe. Trusted, compliant, available.
    Hm, did I try one more time in the walk in closet in Julies room? In the dark on a pile of clothes? Did I try to pull him on me again, this time with much less success, he just didn’t want to be dragged around or stuck in a dark room. That thought just popped up but not certain if it is fact or fiction.
    Both sisters were so close to the dogs too. Lucy used to let them loving lick the inside of her mouth all the time. She seemed to enjoy it. It wasn’t weird to love the dogs.
    Years later I find myself in a new relationship to this memory. It is no longer relegated to the dark untouched part of my mind where I tuck things away. Thanks to the help of some wonderfully creative and passionate people I have begun to excavate the foundations of my sexuality. When I was a child there was only feeling driving me forward to explore this dog, only an unnamed urge that sought outlet. Before judgment or categorizing had really taken hold. Of course shame had already begun to creep in.
    I am able to see now more clearly how much of that urge is alive and well in me. How strong the pull is of the hungry cunt and hot blood to draw maleness into it. There is no way my child mind could have conceived of the reality of dog cock. How big they get, how the knot swells and how much semen they produce. There was not even a spot in my young brain for those words yet.
    The curiosity is there though. I wonder how it would feel to abandon myself to a loyal companion. To be used as his bitch. To feel as an animal and slip into a place with out thought or words, just the throbbing of the urge and the fullness and pleasure of a good dogs cock.

    #2
    Welcome aboard Ownedbitch19!! Just to let you know, you should have put this story in the Stories and Writings section! The Mods will probably move it for you! Again Welcome Aboard!!

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      #3
      like yourself, my partner had similar experiences, which we use as roll play now, but the urge is definately strong... feel free to keep us posted as were newbies, obviously a little weiry, but definately keen to socialise with likeminded people.. cheers.. m and l

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