My big male dog

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My name is Ji Xinhua, a Hakka from Pingtung. I was 26 years old that year. Because I was born in the Year of the Dog, my nickname was "Doggy." So, it seems like some kind of premonition that I would later have a sexual relationship with my dog, Harry. I studied finance and taxation for two years in college. Two years ago, I got married through my parents' arrangement. After marriage, I stopped studying and settled in Longtan, Taoyuan with my husband. My husband's surname is Bai. He works as a business manager at a technology company. He's a frequent flyer, spending over 70% of the year traveling around the world. I work in finance at the same company. We are a loving couple, and our sex life is perfect. The only drawback is that he travels so much for work, often leaving me alone with the lamplight. I'm not very outgoing and don't like socializing with colleagues. I don't have children. After work, I'm alone at home, doing housework, watching TV, browsing YouTube, and watching dogs wander around the neighborhood.
Before this, I would never have even dreamed of dog sex. I would have thought it was dirty and disgusting. But what I never expected was that my husband was away on a business trip for so long that I couldn't stand the loneliness. I saw articles about this topic online and was suddenly overcome with lust, so I started paying attention to it. Mainly, I was lonely and empty at home those few days, and it happened to be its first heat cycle. Its penis would often stick out from its body for no reason, and it was really big, which aroused my fantasies. I had seen dogs in heat before, but this was the biggest I had ever seen. Walking around me, it was hard not to feel excited. I fantasized that if it entered my body, it would fill me up completely. Seeing it sticking out and moving in front of me all day long made my lower abdomen tingle with lust, and I felt like I was going to collapse... In the end, I couldn't help myself and started having human-dog sex with my own male dog, Harry.
Here's the situation: Recently, my husband, as the marketing manager, has been incredibly busy with the launch of a new product at his company, frequently traveling the world for work. So, I've been home alone lately. Our Great Dane, Harry, is a very intelligent and affectionate dog. We've known him for a long time. He weighs over 45kg and we bought him as a puppy over two years ago to guard the house. In those two years, he's grown from a two-kilogram puppy into a magnificent adult mastiff, taller than me and able to sit on my shoulder. His short, pure white fur is interspersed with black spots, making him incredibly handsome and imposing. When my husband is away, this big male dog keeps me company and protects me. Although I've felt lonely, I've never even considered the possibility of any kind of human-dog sex.
Last year, he went on a business trip abroad but came home sick with a fever. When he was home, I helped him pack. In his toiletry bag, I found a hidden compartment with five or six condoms. That's when I realized my husband had been traveling the world and having sex all over the world, and he was unfaithful. I was furious and wanted to find a way to vent my anger, but as a housewife, I could only think about it.
Until one hot night in September last year, my husband had been away on his business trip for a month and still hadn't returned. I turned on the air conditioner and slept alone in the huge double bed. I was incredibly lonely and felt very impulsive. Thinking about his condoms again, I got angry and turned on the computer at home. I browsed some pictures online and accidentally saw pictures of people and animals, which aroused a strange excitement in me. I thought about how Harry had such a big dog penis in his crotch, and maybe it would be very enjoyable to use it to replace my husband... Not only did I feel gratified, but I also wanted to vent my resentment, so I had the idea of revenge.
Those few days also happened to coincide with his first heat cycle. He followed me around all day, whimpering and purring, which made my heart flutter. So after dinner, I brought my male dog, Harry, to my bedroom, feeling a little nervous and inexplicably excited. At first, I knelt down and tentatively touched him. He wasn't very cooperative at first, but after I gave him some beef, he became much more docile. I slowly stroked his furry penis, and he quickly reacted, sticking out his tongue, drooling, and standing still. Suddenly, the dog's penis emerged from its sheath, half of it protruding and spreading out in my palm, looking very large. The male dog seemed to understand what I needed; it didn't move, obediently letting me play with it. After a while, I felt embarrassed, especially since I'd never played with a person before. I was also afraid of angering it and getting bitten. I was actually a little scared and regretted my actions. I wanted to shoo Harry out of the bedroom, but it wouldn't leave. It stood there, its two front paws wrapped around my thighs, making mating motions… outrageous! But I still managed to shoo it out.
I barely slept that night. It kept whimpering and crying outside the bedroom door. I was very conflicted. My lower abdomen wanted to call it in, to let Harry climb on my back and fuck me from behind, replacing my husband. But my reason worried about getting pregnant from mating with a dog, worried that dogs were dirty, and told me that this behavior was unconventional and unacceptable to others. However, throughout the night, the image of the dog kept replaying in my mind and dreams, refusing to leave. My lower abdomen also throbbed with a persistent, throbbing itch. Every thought in my head kept urging me to lower myself, to mate with the dog, to let his large penis quickly penetrate me, to rub vigorously and relieve the itch. This was probably because my husband had been away for so long; I was just too lonely, too thirsty! What you think about during the day, you dream about at night—it wasn't really a rational fantasy.
The next night, I went online and searched for some short articles, saw videos of people and dogs from other countries, and found articles saying that human and dog DNA are incompatible and pregnancy is impossible. My burning lower abdomen and the desire that kept me aroused overcame my reason. So I decided that tonight, while my husband was thousands of miles away, I would boldly try with Harry. Even if it didn't work, no one would know, and there would be no loss. After dinner, I brought it into my bedroom. It wagged its tail happily and followed me in. I prepared some good treats for it, then vigorously dried its genitals with a damp towel. I started stroking its genitals, pinching its nipples, and told it to lie on the bed, belly up. The big male dog was very docile, lying there with its tongue hanging out, completely still. Its long, pointed penis quickly swelled up, protruding from its furry genitals, still dripping. After a while, a very long penis was exposed.
At this moment, I was very nervous because I had never engaged in dog sex before, nor had I ever touched such a large penis. I felt the same nervousness I had when I was pregnant. But driven by surging lust, I lost my senses. I felt myself constantly leaking fluid, my breathing was heavy through my nose, my heart was pounding wildly, and my hands were trembling and not quite obeying my commands. Although I knew I was now blushing and no longer the dignified and beautiful lady I once was, the impulsive lust had taken over. Staring at that bright red, thick dog penis, I couldn't help but feel my heart flutter. I couldn't control myself... I was so impulsive that I wanted to put it in my mouth and suck on it. And since I was already at the point of no return, I didn't hesitate any longer. I gritted my teeth and thrust it in!
The male dog had a small rump, but its two hind legs were very firm and powerful. I squeezed the fat, strong dog penis for a while, squeezing and rubbing it with both hands. I carefully examined its appearance; it was a long, pointed triangle, just like a sharp cone, bright red and full of blood, designed specifically for fucking female animals. The more I looked at it, the more my sexual desire surged. I got out of bed and turned on the bedroom light, instantly making the room as bright as day. By then, I was hot all over, sweating profusely, and my heart was pounding. I turned the air conditioner to the strongest setting, took off all my clothes, tied my hair in a ponytail, and sat on the edge of the bed. I was afraid that Harry's front paws would scratch me, so I specially found a pair of short socks to put on its front paws and secured them with rubber bands. I spat into my palm, smeared it on my mouth to lubricate it, sat down, spread my legs, and told Harry to lick me. The large male dog seemed to understand human nature. Its long, barbed tongue parted my opening and began licking my mouth vigorously, big and small, making me feel very comfortable, and my juices flowed freely. Then, the large male dog grabbed one of my legs and began to mate. I touched its penis, which was now even longer and larger, to the point of being frightening. Actually, I wasn't confident, and I wasn't sure if I could accommodate such a large thing inside me. I didn't know until I tried. I was very excited at that moment and determined to give it my all. I was afraid that it would bite off my nipples when it got aroused, so I put them back on and reached inside to squeeze my nipples hard. I quickly lay down on the edge of the bed, opened my legs, and the large male dog stood under the bed, its front paws on the inside of my thighs and the edge of the bed, licking me even more earnestly, licking my cheeks and neck with its tongue, while its penis moved here and there.
The dog's penis couldn't find the entrance for a long time, and it kept shoving and squeaking in frustration. I reached out and grabbed it, guiding it into my mouth. As soon as the tip went in, it thrust in forcefully. This thick dog penis, along with my secretions, went in with a "plop"—in less than half a second, easily reaching my cervix. The stimulation sent a shiver down my spine. I instinctively hugged Harry's upper body tightly, swallowed, and clenched my fists, ready to face it head-on.
It's in! Finally, it's in. It's a fait accompli. There's no turning back, no going back. A deafening roar went through my head, an overwhelming pleasure. I felt the blood rushing through my head, my mind racing like a stampede of horses, craving nothing but pure ecstasy. I became even more excited, clinging tightly to the dog's head, my elbows braced against the bed. My slender, 23-inch waist moved rapidly back and forth, my hips responding to his thrusts. Soon, the big male dog's front paws were on either side of my chest, and he began his work diligently. We've had this big dog for two years now, and after spending so much time together, he's become quite intelligent. He's as tall as my husband. I arched my back, and once the big male dog's enormous penis entered, he began to move rapidly—really fast, much faster than my husband. He was like a madman, relentlessly thrusting into me. It was so intense; my vision was blurred, and I was struggling to cope. I had never experienced anything so brutal before. All I could do was hold his head tightly with both hands, clench my thighs, and remain silent, letting him ravage me like a madman. But the pleasure this male dog gave me was also unlike anything I had ever experienced before; it almost made me weak. Several times in a row, I felt my uterus spasming, as if it were constantly gushing out. But the bristles on his penis were pricking my genitals, causing a sharp pain. This time, it wasn't very comfortable.
After about ten minutes, I was still inside him when I felt the dog stop moving. I lifted my hips a few times, urging him to continue. He actually got off the bed, his dog penis firmly holding me in place, dragging me to the ground. I couldn't bear to let it slip out, so I rolled off the bed with it and crawled onto the cold floor. But then he pulled out his dog penis, pounced on my back, and started inserting it into me from behind. I couldn't support his weight and fell forward, crawling on my knees on the floor. He desperately thrust his entire big dog penis into me. It penetrated me from behind, rapidly thrusting into my sensitive cervix. The dog hair no longer pricked me; I felt an intense pleasure, screaming wildly, my heart pounding, sweat pouring down my body, my uterus convulsing, constantly leaking fluid. Then I felt something hard forcefully inserted into my lower body, and it began to swell. Looking down, I saw my swollen, tight genitals, two protruding fleshy lumps appearing on my pubic area. I didn't know what they were, but it looked as if it had even pushed itself inside. Looking at myself in the dressing mirror, I saw my snow-white, tender female body, with this large dog firmly on my back, the two of us one. Its hips were thrusting forcefully. I lay on the floor, disheveled, covered in sweat, even my beautiful hair was soaked. No, I looked like a human-shaped female dog, diligently cooperating in the work of receiving puppies. Harry continued to pound into me for about ten minutes, then suddenly turned around and we were face to face, our heads facing opposite directions. The two of us lay motionless on the ground, panting heavily. Then he stopped and remained completely still. But it continued to stir inside me, the hot dog relentlessly irrigating my uterus. I felt so comfortable that I collapsed onto the bed, yet my mouth ached and throbbed from the hard object inside...
Even though Harry was no longer moving, I was still breathing rapidly, my heart pounding, and my hips were still mechanically swaying back and forth, almost uncontrollably. But then something terrifying happened. Now that my lower abdomen was aching and it was over, my lust should have subsided. I wanted to pull its penis out as soon as possible, but no matter how I tried, its penis just wouldn't come out. I tried many times without success. I panicked, almost crying from fear, but I didn't dare call the neighbors for help. I could only lie on the floor in the room with the dog, silently praying, "This can't be real, this is a dream. I couldn't have done something so absurd. Wake up, Xin Hua!" The standoff
lasted for about forty minutes... I was terrified and at a loss, filled with fear and regret. Why had I been so foolish as to do such a shameful thing? What would happen if I were discovered at dawn?
Thankfully, it finally ended smoothly. It softened, slid out on its own, and I was free again.
After this ordeal, I got a taste of the thrill and continued to tease it, spending five more nights with it, our sweat and bodily fluids mingling. I was exhausted but incredibly satisfied. Harry, on the other hand, remained shiny and energetic, his eyes bright, standing straight, following me around, occasionally barking at the sky, and sometimes lifting his leg to urinate on my legs, seemingly asserting his dominance. Until later, when its heat cycle had somewhat subsided.
However, there was a problem. Even though Harry's heat cycle was over, he still frequently came into the bedroom with me at night, and loved to pounce on me on the bed, sniff my crotch, stick out half of his penis, and fuck me through my clothes, completely oblivious to any attempt to hide. This made me afraid to take him to the park for a walk during the day.
When I received a call that my husband was coming home, I knew that if Harry continued like this, I would definitely tie him up. In desperation, I took Harry to the vet the day before, telling my husband that he had some parasites and needed hospitalization.
That night, my husband was with me, but he was tired from the long flight, and perhaps his seminal vesicles had been used too frequently abroad, leaving him with low sperm count. He seemed a bit weak, just going through the motions. I didn't really care; it was better than nothing, and I pretended to enjoy it. Anyway, he had his overseas adventures, and now I had my own secluded path; we were even.
"It's good he's back! It's good he's back! It's better than nothing," I comforted myself.
The next day, I took my husband to the vet to see it. This huge dog was confined to a tiny metal cage, barely big enough for it. It kept whimpering and struggling to get out of the cage when it saw us, but it was surprisingly well-behaved. It didn't complain to my husband that I had seduced it or abandoned it.
Before going home, I silently said to it, "Be patient for a few more days. Four more days until my husband leaves, then I'll let you go home for a big meal."

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