Run into an old classmate

I handled some tasks at the company in the morning, and the afternoon was relatively uneventful. Sitting in my office, I became increasingly restless. Time seemed to drag on endlessly; I kept checking the time, eagerly awaiting nightfall.

Finally, just as I was about to leave work, the phone rang. It was Kevin. He told me that a project in another city had encountered a problem, and he had to go to handle it, repeatedly apologizing.

It's normal for the project team to leave, especially since Kevin is the project manager. Although I felt disappointed, I told Kevin, "It's okay, work is important. I'll wait for you."

After hanging up, I listlessly went home, ate a quick bite, and prepared to go upstairs to my bedroom. Just then, my dog ran to my side. I realized he hadn't eaten yet, and another week had passed—it was time for his bath. I quickly prepared some food for him, and after he finished eating, I took him upstairs. Last

time I bathed the dog, my clothes got all wet, so I had to bathe it naked. Since I needed to change, I decided to take it to the bathroom on the second floor. After undressing and calling the dog into the bathroom, I suddenly remembered the last time I bathed it, and my face flushed and my heart raced.

I adjusted the water temperature and started bathing the dog. When I got to its belly, my hand involuntarily reached for its penis again, and just like last time, it slowly emerged. I stroked its red penis, my heart pounding. After all, it was only the second time I'd touched a dog's penis, and I wasn't as nervous as before.

I gently stroked and teased it, and the penis gradually emerged from the foreskin under my touch. When it was fully extended, I held its warm penis and stroked it, thinking to myself, "I'm just facing a dog. Dogs don't understand anything. It's not like facing other men; my inner reserve wouldn't make me feel shy."

Thinking this way, I felt at ease. I gently stroked and played with the dog's penis, feeling its heat and hardness. The dog didn't seem uncomfortable; on the contrary, it seemed to enjoy it, occasionally twitching its rear end.

After stroking it for a while, a stream of white semen shot out from the tip of its penis, followed by another. The frequency of the dog's thrusting increased, and its penis began to throb intermittently, releasing a stream of semen. The dog also became a little restless. I dared not continue, quickly releasing the dog's penis, washing it clean, drying its fur, and then using a hairdryer to dry its fur before letting it go outside. The dog happily ran into the bedroom. I closed the bathroom door, exhaled deeply, and calmed my rapidly beating heart.

My legs were already wet, water flowing down from the showerhead over my head. I touched my slightly hot body, thinking about my absurd actions. What was wrong with me? I felt my desire had become extremely strong. Desire is really strange; if you keep it suppressed, it seems like you don't feel anything. But once released, it overwhelms one with desire, making one feel as if controlled by it, unable to extricate oneself.

Lost in thought, I showered, dried my hair, and went to the bedroom. Almost unconsciously, I sat down at the computer and turned it on. When the results appeared on the screen, I realized it contained content related to dogs. Ignoring my burning face and racing heart, I scrolled through the computer. The screen was filled with information about dogs, including content about women mating with dogs.

My mind felt blank as I hurriedly looked at the blush-inducing content. Although it felt absurd, my eyes were glued to it.

After turning off the computer and lying in bed, I still felt anxious and unsettled. I watched TV for a while when the phone rang. It was Kevin. He told me there were some problems on his end, things were complicated, and he might not be able to come in the short term, apologizing profusely. I reassured him that work was important, that I understood, and told him to focus on his work and not be distracted by me. While apologizing, Kevin expressed his love and longing for me. I felt a mix of disappointment and warmth, but also his care.

After hanging up, I couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "God! Why is he torturing me like this?" The desire I'd been suppressing for nearly twenty days was ignited by Kevin last night, making my body even more yearning. The anticipation of the day had kept me in a state of excitement, but Kevin's sudden business trip plunged me into utter disappointment. Yet, the burning desire that had been ignited couldn't be extinguished; it continued to scorch my thirsty body and soul. My already restless body was made even more unbearable by Kevin's call.

I could no longer control my desire; my body became hot, and my legs were already overflowing with lustful fluid. The desire to make love with Kevin tonight, which I had been anticipating all day, grew even stronger. My hand unconsciously reached between my legs, my fingers caressing my labia, pleasure spreading from my labia to my desire-starved body. My fingers slid between my labia, the stimulation intensifying my desire. As I stroked them, my mind raced back to yesterday's lovemaking with Kevin. I imagined the passion and pleasure his penis brought me, and involuntarily, I moaned.

I was lost in my fantasy, imagining Kevin's kisses, the stimulation and pleasure of him sucking and licking my labia. My fingers moved rapidly, my mouth uttering soft moans.

Suddenly, a hot tongue licked my labia. My body trembled violently, and lost in my fantasy, I cried out, "Oh...oh oh...Kevin...oh..."

A sudden jolt brought me back to reality. Kevin? Kevin was away on a business trip!

I opened my eyes abruptly.

The dog had somehow gotten onto the bed and was now licking my labia with its long, wide tongue. A jolt of fear shot through me, and without thinking, I instinctively kicked the dog. The dog, startled, scurried off the bed, staring at me with innocent eyes, bewildered by my sudden outburst.

Looking into its innocent eyes, I felt equally at a loss. The dog had always been very affectionate, like a member of our family, a constant presence in our lives for over two years. When my husband was away on business, the dog was my support, keeping me company through lonely nights and giving me a sense of security. But just now… I suddenly realized what had happened, and burst out laughing. I felt relieved. What did the dog know? It was just an animal, and it often came into our bedroom; my husband and I hadn't hidden it when we made love. Just now, my moans probably attracted its attention, causing it to jump onto the bed, and my hand was on my labia. Dogs often lick my hands; it was probably an instinctive affectionate reaction, and its long tongue licked my labia.

But a dog's tongue is really hot, and the feeling of it licking my labia just now was… I shook my head, silently scolding myself: "I'm getting horny, overthinking again."

Looking at the dog sitting innocently on the carpet, I felt a little guilty. I got up and sat on the edge of the bed, my feet on the carpet, and patted its head, then gently stroked it to comfort it.

The dog became happy again, wagging its head and tail affectionately, licking my hand with its large tongue. Only then did I realize how warm its tongue was; it felt tingly and comforting on my hand. As usual, I held the dog's head in my hands, rubbing and shaking it to express my affection. The dog, as usual, brought its head close to my legs, rubbing against them. The soft fur felt wonderful against my thighs; I loved that feeling.

After rubbing for a while, the dog sniffed, then suddenly moved its mouth close to my crotch. Before I could react, it licked my labia with its tongue. The warm tongue slid quickly across my labia, and my thigh trembled violently as a wave of pleasure washed over me. Reflexively, I clenched my legs tightly, trapping the dog's head between them. I immediately released my grip and spread my legs apart. (First published)

The dog's tongue was incredibly agile, quickly licking my labia a few more times. A surge of intense pleasure coursed through me, my body trembling uncontrollably. Suddenly, I felt a numbing, weak, and helpless sensation throughout my body.

I braced myself against the bed with my hands, arching my back and involuntarily spreading my legs apart. Under the dog's rapid licking, my legs trembled uncontrollably. My reason told me I shouldn't do this, but I couldn't control my body. My mind wanted to penetrate my legs, but instead, they spread even wider. The

dog's tongue continued its rapid licking, the pleasure growing stronger, and my already heightened physical desire intensified. My vaginal fluids began to flow, my consciousness gradually blurred, and my willpower slowly faded. I was caught in a conflict, knowing this was wrong, yet unable to control my desires, greedily craving the stimulation. My mind became chaotic, lust churning within me, burning my consciousness. That night, while browsing the computer, images of women and dogs mating surfaced in my mind, weakening my willpower and intensifying my pleasure and desire.

In my hazy state, the dog suddenly pounced on me, forcefully knocking me onto the bed. I braced myself on my elbows, my upper body raised, the dog's large head pressed against my chest. In my panic, the dog's two front paws gripped my armpits tightly, its rear end twitching.

In shock, I felt something hot and hard pressing against my labia. My half-lying body stiffened on the bed, my mind suddenly blank. When I recovered from the shock, I felt a hot, hard penis thrust into my vagina. My vagina reflexively tightened, gripping the hot, hard penis inside. My body trembled violently, and a gush of vaginal fluid flowed out. I suddenly felt weak and powerless, my vagina burning hot, a powerful wave of pleasure spreading from deep within.

The dog's two front legs gripped me tightly, its back arching and heaving as its hot penis thrust rapidly and powerfully inside my vagina. Waves of pleasure washed over me from deep within, and I completely abandoned any thought of resistance.

To be honest, I was completely unconsciously resisting; my body, already filled with desire, was suddenly satisfied, and the pleasure made me lose all will. My heart was filled with longing, and I was completely immersed in intense stimulation and pleasure.

The dog's penis was hot and hard, each thrust powerful. The heat felt incredibly pleasurable inside my vagina; my body trembled, and my vagina contracted and spasmed incessantly with each thrust, tightly gripping the dog's penis. The unusual stimulation made my pleasure exceptionally intense, and I quickly reached orgasm.

The dog's penis thrust faster and deeper than before. I felt that the dog's penis seemed to have become thicker and longer, much thicker and larger than when I touched it while bathing it, and it had become even hotter, stimulating my vagina even more intensely. With each rapid and powerful thrust of the dog's penis, the pleasure grew stronger and stronger. The thought that it was a dog's penis thrusting inside my vagina filled me with a strange, surprising, and peculiar feeling, which only heightened my excitement.

With each thrust, the dog's penis seemed to grow thicker, the glans pressing against my cervix. The outward thrusts were small, but the insertions were powerful, each one hitting my cervix hard. As the dog's penis thrust, a stream of hot liquid continuously rushed deep into my vagina, making me tremble. My pleasure intensified; another orgasm was imminent.

My body trembled more violently, and I involuntarily let out soft moans. The dog's rear end moved faster and more forcefully, the penis penetrating deeper, the glans seemingly reaching my cervix. The penis no longer seemed to be thrusting, but rather trembling and continuously drilling deeper into my vagina. I arched my legs and forcefully spread them apart, enduring the impact of the hot, thick dog's penis, my hands involuntarily embracing the dog's body, my whole body trembling and moaning.

Suddenly, my vagina felt intensely hot and swollen as something thick and large entered my vaginal opening. The glans, deep inside, pressed against my cervix, as if it were inserted into my cervix. Then, streams of scalding semen shot into the depths of my vagina like hot currents. I cried out loudly, "Ahhh..." My body stiffened abruptly, my vagina contracting and convulsing violently, tightly gripping the dog's penis inserted inside me.

I had an orgasm, a very intense one. I involuntarily moaned, "Oh...oh...oh...oh oh oh...fuck me...oh oh oh...oh...I can't take it anymore...oh...you little slut...oh...my pussy...it feels so good...oh oh...oh oh oh...fuck this little bitch to death...oh oh...oh...oh...ah...ah ah ah ah..."

I gripped the dog's buttocks tightly with both hands, my own buttocks thrusting upwards and shaking rapidly, my body trembling violently.

The orgasm was so intense that my body trembled for a while before stopping. At this point, the dog had stopped convulsing and lay quietly on top of me, panting with its long, wide tongue lolling out. I thought to myself, "Dogs, like men, become quiet after orgasm and ejaculation."

But I was wrong! The dog didn't pull its penis out, nor did it soften quickly like a man's; instead, it became even thicker. The dog's penis writhed inside my vagina, drilling deeper and deeper. The hot, thick penis writhed inside my vagina, relentlessly thrusting deeper, and I felt my vagina was even hotter and more swollen than before.

Suddenly, the dog's penis began to tremble rapidly again, and several more spurts of hot semen shot into my cervix. My body trembled violently again under the impact of these hot streams.

After the dog ejaculated, its penis, deeply inserted into my vagina, began to writh again, as if it were continuing to expand and lengthen. I felt my cervix gradually dilating with the writhing of the dog's penis, opening wider with each movement, as if the glans of the dog's penis had penetrated into my cervix, and I felt an unusual heat and swelling deep inside my vagina. I held the dog's rear end with both hands, savoring this strange pleasure. The dog's penis continued to writhe inside my vagina, stimulating my cervix deep within. Waves of pleasure radiated from my cervix throughout my body, and I couldn't help but moan softly.

Suddenly, the dog's penis began to throb rapidly again, and several more spurts of hot semen rushed into my cervix. I felt a sudden heat deep in my lower abdomen; the hot semen seemed to have shot directly into my uterus. My body trembled violently, and I moaned, reaching another climax.

It was amazing! The dog's penis was truly amazing; its thick penis was inserted into my vagina, continuously writhing. Every now and then, it would jerk and ejaculate several spurts of semen, and the semen was so hot that each ejaculation made me tremble uncontrollably.

And so, I held the dog's back, letting it lie on top of me, stroking its back from time to time. The dog seemed to care for me too, licking my face with its warm, wet tongue from time to time, sometimes licking my lips, parched from desire. I couldn't help but kiss its wide mouth, panting, and when its tongue entered my mouth, I couldn't help but gently suck on it.

I was immersed in the satisfaction of desire, reveling in the repeated orgasms brought by making love with the dog, experiencing an unprecedented passion.

A long time passed, then the dog's penis stopped moving and began to gradually shrink, and the burning sensation in my cervix disappeared. After a while, the dog's rear end twitched, and its penis slid out of my vagina. A gush of vaginal fluid gushed out, instantly soaking a large area of the sheet beneath me, dripping onto the carpet. I knew it wasn't just my vaginal fluid, but also a large amount of semen that the dog had ejaculated inside me.

I lay in bed, my body limp from the repeated orgasms, my legs still spread apart with my calves dangling off the bed. I felt I didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

After the dog pulled out its penis, it didn't leave immediately. Instead, it stretched out its long, wide tongue and licked the vaginal fluid and its semen flowing between my legs. The warm tongue licked my labia minora, causing my body to tremble again.

After licking it clean, the dog tilted its head to look at me, wagged its tail, and then ran downstairs.

I lay quietly for a long time before I felt my strength returning. I sat up and dragged my sore body to the bathroom to wash off my sweaty body.

Standing under the showerhead, I began to blame myself. What was wrong with me? I really didn't understand how I could do such a thing. If my husband found out, would I still have the face to see him? I actually mated with my own dog! The word "mating" suddenly came to mind, and my face became extremely hot. I turned to look at myself in the mirror, wanting to hate myself but unable to. In the mirror, my face didn't show any shame or anger; instead, it was full of alluring and satisfied expression.

"Shameless, you little slut, mating with a dog, you really are a little slut..." I cursed at the person in the mirror.

The reflection in the mirror didn't make me angry at all; instead, it gave me a smug, charming expression, radiating immense satisfaction and captivating radiance. Sigh! I sighed deeply, grabbed a towel, and left the bathroom.

Lying in bed, I silently warned myself, just this once, this was an accident, and I must never do it again, no matter what! If others found out, would I still have the face to stay here? I made a silent resolution, and my heart calmed down. With immense satisfaction and joy, I quickly fell asleep.

The next day, I arrived at the company in a cheerful mood. I felt exceptionally refreshed, and everything seemed comfortable and pleasant. Two consecutive days of sexual satisfaction, countless orgasms, and making love with Kevin had satisfied the desires I had suppressed deep inside. Last night was an even more unexpected surprise; I inexplicably mated with a dog.

I suddenly felt that "mating" was quite apt, although it was absurd and even immoral, the thrill was unforgettable, the pleasure and orgasm were intoxicating. Although I knew I absolutely couldn't do this again, I really longed to experience that ecstatic pleasure once more.

After nearly twenty days of torment, my desire was finally satisfied, my mood improved, and I felt fulfilled every day.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and I went to work happily every day and slept soundly at night. These past few days, I've avoided being alone with the dog, and I lock myself in my bedroom early at night to watch TV. I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself, especially when I see the dog's thick penis; I might be tempted to mate with it.

I've also researched things about women having sex with dogs, and I know that it doesn't have any adverse effects on humans. But it's still a highly abnormal sexual relationship; dogs and humans are not the same species, and mating together goes against the laws of nature. What would the offspring be like? However, humans and dogs have many genetic differences, so even if they mate, they couldn't produce offspring. But humans shouldn't mate with dogs either. Although it's exciting and the pleasure is intense, it's too absurd and abnormal. According to animal protection organizations, human-dog mating is equivalent to animal abuse.

My husband's overseas study trip has ended, and he returned to China a couple of days ago. He's currently exchanging experiences with various places. Knowing he'll be home in a few days and can spend time with me makes me incredibly happy.

That afternoon, he called again to tell me the exchange program would end soon and he'd be home in two more days. My mood brightened even more. Just

before I was about to leave work, an even bigger surprise appeared before me: Kevin suddenly walked into my office. Seeing Kevin, my face flushed and my heart pounded; I almost couldn't resist throwing myself into his arms. We had dinner together, drank a bottle of red wine, and after dinner, we packed some food for the dog. Then, Kevin and I hurriedly hailed a taxi home.

As soon as we entered the living room on the first floor, Kevin and I couldn't wait to embrace and kiss. We couldn't wait to go upstairs, and we started undressing each other while still kissing. Amidst

moans, Kevin laid me down on the sofa, and as I eagerly awaited his arrival, his penis entered my wet vagina. A surge of intense pleasure washed over me, my body trembled, and I moaned softly. Kevin thrust rapidly, his thick penis pounding into my vagina. The pleasure intensified with each thrust, my body trembled uncontrollably, and my juices flowed freely. Soon, amidst my moans of climax, Kevin's penis jerked violently, ejaculating streams of semen deep into my vagina.

I clung to Kevin, thrusting my hips upwards, moaning loudly, "Oh...oh oh oh...Kevin...Kevin...harder...oh...oh...fuck me to death...oh oh oh...I love you...Kevin...oh...fuck this little slut...oh oh...fuck this little bitch...it feels so good...oh...ah...ah...oh oh oh..." My rapid panting subsided

, and I noticed the dog standing in front of its food bowl, whimpering. I saw the food I had prepared for it was still on the coffee table. I quickly poured the food into the dog's bowl, and Kevin and I ran into the bathroom to wash up.

Upstairs in the bedroom, Kevin and I were filled with passion. We kissed and made love non-stop until we were exhausted and fell into a deep sleep in each other's arms.

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