Date: Sun, 4 Feb 2007 16:25:58 -0800 (PST)
From: IW
Subject: Story 8 Doglovers Chronicles

All my stories are non-fiction and very true accounts of my bestial and
zoo experiences. I write them here for your pleasure and hope that you
enjoy them always and remember why we are what we are and revel in the
fact that we are lucky enough to be with animals in the most intimate of
ways.

The Irish Setter- Red Dog & Red Knot

I then positioned myself behind him and easily slid inside. I think it's
visually exciting to look down and see your cock sliding in and out of
the hot hole, knowing that your DNA will be inside him shortly and he
will take you with him, as you have him.

In my last story, I introduced you to a very beautiful mahogany Irish
Setter named Sand. He and I had many encounters over the period of a half
year. He was probably one of the most sexually aggressive dogs I've ever
had the distinct pleasure of encountering.

I'm one of my walks (dog scouting trips) down Court Street, I bumped into
Sand and his owners again. By this time, he had been with me many times
and knew exactly what I had to offer him and he also knew what he wanted.
I wanted everything to appear normal so I bent down to scratch his ears,
which he really did love and of course he took it as a sign that it was
time for our more erotic encounter. He jumped up and started to clasp my
waste with his front paws and I had to think quickly as he was still on
the leash in his owners hand. I pretended to wrestle with him a little
and then backed up telling he that I didn't want him to pull on her to
much and hurt her arm. She said that he really "liked" me a lot and would
cry when I left him back at home after our walks. If she only knew! She
then asked me if I would like to keep him for good. I knew that it would
be an impossible task to keep him as I was living with family at the time
and would not be allowed to have a dog. I remember telling her that I
would love to keep him but due to circumstances, I would not be able too.
I told her that if he needed more "exercise" I would be happy to come
around a lot more. She said that would be great and I took him out of her
hands at that moment and went for a tryst!

Several months after the start of our relationship, we encountered
something that was very different. You may remember from one of my
previous stories (The Saint and The Sinner) that I had started to engage
in anal sex (Me topping dogs) as well as them topping me and of course
lots of hot oral. Well, this one time Sand and I were walking along the
railroad tracks. I preferred to change my location of adventure each time
as you never knew who might see you repeating a routine and maybe follow
you out of curiosity. The railroad tracks paralleled the beach and it was
a mid winter day, so I didn't expect anyone to be around. The tracks were
obscured by a thick overgrowth of trees and dense brush, so the beach was
not readily visible from the tracks. this normally worked in my favor but
on this specific occasion, it worked against me in the worst possible
way.

Of course, Sand knew the minute I bent down that it was his time to take
me, hump my face, mouth and then butt and tie with me and go through the
wonderful mating ritual. We did this and he was happy and contented as
always. He got to the point that he knew he was always the one to
initiate the breeding and that only after he was fully satisfied, would I
top him. As he pulled out and the cum leaked from my ass, he lapped it
all up and then came around to kiss (lick the inside of my mouth) me. I
always enjoyed his sharing this way as it was a very hot part of our
sexual union. I then got down to work on him. I always firmly believed in
lots of oral foreplay before topping a dog and made sure that I rimmed
him thoroughly. I loved to suck on his tail hole and dart my tongue in
and out, getting him primed for my cock. I'm not a huge guy in that
department yet not small either, so I needed to make sure that the dog
was well prepared for me before I entered.

Sand was all primed as I rimmed his beautiful butt for at least 15
minutes. I loved doing this and still do. I never saw it as a chore, just
a wonderful way of preparing. I then positioned myself behind him and
easily slid inside. I think it's visually exciting to look down and see
your cock sliding in and out of the hot hole, knowing that your DNA will
be inside him shortly and he will take you with him, as you have him. I
guess during the heat of passion, I was so immersed in sexual pleasure
that I didn't hear a group of guys stirring int he bushes right next to
us. As I got close, I thrust inside his ass more deeply and threw my head
back as I unloaded inside him. It took me a minute or so to recover from
my orgasm and I pulled out of him and pulled my pants on, zipped up and
was about to be on my way. That's when it happened! I heard the guys come
out of the brush. they were probably 50 yards from me and then they
started to yell, "hey, is that your dog?" I was so freaked, I started to
run back along the tracks towards town. Once in town, I slowed down. I
kept looking over my shoulder to see if they had followed me. I didn't
see them and hadn't for the previous ten minutes, so I figured that is
was out of the woods, literally!

I brought Sand home and didn't stay to talk tot he owner at all as I was
still hoping that I hadn't been followed. I went home and didn't go back
to Sands home for about a week. I knocked on the door and the owner
opened the door. I asked her is she wanted Sand to go for a walk, and she
made some excuse about him already having had a walk and he didn't need
the exercise, however if I wanted to come in and play with him, it would
be OK. I got a rather uneasy feeling about this. Some sixth sense told me
that maybe she knew something and wanted to keep me there so she could
call someone. I always made it a point to never give out any real life
info about me, like last name or where I lived, just in the case of
something like this. I told her that I would come back the next day and
maybe then he could go for a walk. She said OK. Needless to say, I never
played or mated with Sand again. He was a wonderful dog and we had our
times together but it was time to move on. We actually moved away from
that community the next month and this move was a huge boost to my
sexuality. I'll share that in the next set of stories.


THERES NOTHING MORE SPECIAL & NOTHING AS GREAT
THAN THE LOVE & DEEP TRUST BETWEEN MAN & HIS MATE!
AFTER OUR UNION, WE'LL KISS & THEN REST
WITH HIS PAW ON MY HEART & MY HEAD ON HIS CHEST!


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