Date: Wed, 15 Jan 2014 15:20:15 +1100
From: Paul Hart <snifty1@gmail.com>
Subject: Let's do it Part 3.

Let's do it.  Part 3


I was reading in bed, beside me my lover's doll like figure reclined, her
eyes shut, only the movement of fingers between her legs gave the game
away, oh yes she was masturbating and pretty soon I knew we'd be coupling.
This time however her eyes opened and I saw her glance at the book I was
holding..."Hmmmm, more history stuff....you really enjoy it don't you?"  I
said it fascinated me for a variety of reasons, it was full of
surprises....and there were tantalising hints as to the origins of all
sorts of things, "Did you know" I asked "that here in these records are
hints that disease, they way it can jump from species to species is not a
new phenomenon...it was probably happening in Roman times?"  I had her
interest now "Oh, like what disease?" - I paused before answering "Well,
gonorrhoea for one!"  "Yuk" was her emphatic reply "and what ...um passed
it on to us?"  I reviewed what I'd just read and as gently as possible told
her that it was probably...the family dog.  This time she was bewildered
"But how, I mean....you would have to let one...OH!  My God!"  The penny
had dropped, she was now craning her neck to read the page I'd displayed.
"Here, it seems that around AD 50 some very bad habits became
fashionable....we see wealth Roman matrons of otherwise impeccable family
laying out large sums of money for specially trained dogs...yes, this
illustration from a bath house mosaic shows it clearly....she's not a bad
looker either is she...and the dog certainly seems to be enjoying himself!"
The said lady was crouched on her knees, head turned sideways and with
buttocks raised while a massive hound thrust its penis into her.  My little
love was enthralled "You know, I've seen them at it, they go frantic and
they, they can keep at it, on and on!  Let's see, are there any more
pictures, yes there were and one even included a donkey but there she drew
the line, however I could see she was aroused...a bit later as I was
fucking her, she drowsily asked...."How would you like it....watching a dog
having me.....?"  I found the idea rather attractive actually...and we
exchanged conspiratorial smiles "Yes...I think it would be a real turn
on...do you think you could take it though, remember those Roman ladies did
it with them because of their staying power...?" "Mmmmm...yesss sounds nice
and then...you'd be there to make sure I'm lubricated...shall we look into
it?"  I myself was getting aroused at the thought...seeing some animal
fucking hell out of the girl, yes I'd enjoy that and then...oh God...I
wondered...what would it feel like...would it take turns with us...could I
take a prick like a high speed piston up me?"

We woke early, I was erect and she felt for me...."I wonder, are you
serious about that dog?  If you are, we need to know something about
it...size and things...and have you thought about yourself? Yes?  I thought
you might have and yes, I'd like to watch you getting it too, should be
fun....let's ask around shall we?"  The idea was getting me more and more
excited...not only did I fancy watching the girl's slightly built body
taking the thrusts of a frantic animal....I kept wandering...would it treat
me like a bitch in heat...oh God...yes I wanted that!  Mentally I reviewed
the act I would put on for her, moaning and groaning in pleasure as the
beast fucked hell out of me....another thought struck me, glancing at her
body and arching hips I muttered aloud "Well, he's going to be one lucky
dog!"  She giggled then "Well I only hope he likes pretty boys too!".

It took a while, enquiries were indirect and discreet, the Internet helped
too and eventually, we found what could be our source....a specialist
catering for "those ultra special and sophisticated affairs,
confidentiality guaranteed".  We made further enquiries and ... the trail
ran cold....until, finally, we found someone we both knew who when
asked...admitted to having witnessed such a show...though she wouldn't say
where BUT...she did write down a 'phone number - and a name "Perfect pet",
we never asked why she'd retained that 'phone number though...

The voice on the other end was neutral, polite....after a few minutes of
probing on my part he evidently made a decision "Would you like to meet me
and discuss this matter further...perhaps to determine an exact
understanding of your requirements?  Oh, and a lady will be with you, but
of course, an excellent decision if I may say so.  I suggest next Tuesday
evening - at this address?"  At last, we appeared to be making headway so
it was with muted anticipation that we pressed his doorbell.  I don't know
what we'd expected, certainly not the charming young man who greeted us,
ushered in we followed him to a comfortable sitting room where we were
offered drinks.  We sat quietly and I decided - that he was summing us
up...then he broke the silence, it was to ask questions...apologetically he
explained that it was important to get things just right, it could mean the
difference between a wonderful experience - and disaster. "Yes" he did own
such an animal, a German Shepherd, well trained to this work and of a
friendly and docile disposition, he was also possessed of enormous staying
powers.  He paused in thought once more then added "If this thing is to go
ahead....he is to work with both of you...and you are both aware of the
implications...that after intercourse you will not be able to
er...disengage at once?  We nodded. Satisfied he then added that a rule of
his dog's involvement must be that he be present during the whole thing..he
invited us to think hard....and again we saw the wisdom of this should
anything go wrong.  Then came the crunch - how much would this cost us?  He
pursed his lips and airily mentioned a sum of money.  I know I gasped in
shock but he immediately cut in with "It's a unique service I
offer...doubtless you made extensive enquiries - how many others did you
find?  Then I offer a discount.....let me see, you are both extremely
attractive young people...so may I suggest 25% off the bill for each of
you, IF you agree to these conditions: you sir become my guest here for a
night and after, the young lady agree to a similar condition...this amounts
to a 50% discount of course.  Now, I expect you will want to think this
over....perhaps you would give me a call when you have reached a decision?

Back at our place we settled down for a discussion, both agreed that as the
only supplier we'd been able to locate....he held all the cards....as for
the unusual bargain he offered, well he seemed a pleasant and attractive
young fellow...and for my part...well I felt that I could oblige him. She
gave a titter of laughter "Well I dare say I could force myself too, I mean
if I'm to let his dog fuck me...I might as well let its owner in on the act
too!"  Perfectly put, I thought.

So it was that two nights later I entered the same house...asked if I'd
eaten I replied "Yes thanks" and upon hearing this, I was taken by the hand
and led upstairs, finding myself in a tastefully furnished bedroom and
alone with my new partner, we introduced ourselves then "Mark" got down to
business, skilfully and with evident relish he began to undress me..I don't
know what it was that aroused me...I suppose it was the expert use of his
hands because almost at once I began to behave outrageously, giggling and
wriggling my hips "I think we'll both enjoy this one" I heard him mutter as
he continued with his foreplay, meanwhile I'd spread my legs to give him
access, cool fingers took up the invitation and I gasped in pleasure as
they entered, my breathing was quite ragged by now...but it wasn't going to
happen yet.  I think he'd sensed my intensely feminine side and was doing
his best to bring it out...I realised then that my new lover was something
of an expert, another half an hour and my hips began to rise and fall "Fuck
me....please....I need it....so randy....so randy..."  In all this time he
hadn't once touched my penis.....he didn't need to and anyway he was simply
intent on divesting me of my masculinity...I now resembled an oversexed
young girl hopelessly aroused at her seducer's touch...so, it was with
immense satisfaction that I finally felt him spreading my buttocks...I held
my breath as he began penetration in case he changed his mind...then gasped
my satisfaction as he slowly came to a halt, deep, deep inside.  I left the
following morning wondering if perhaps....I should have been paying him?
And my anus wasn't even sore - though it should have been!