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    I was sitting at home, alone, watching MTV like I always do. The house felt empty. No kids, no boyfriend. My only company was Max, my Doberman-Rotweiller mix. He is pretty much a happy-go-lucky dog, the kind that would rather lick a person to death than bite them. Max is about 90 pounds, which makes playing with him rather annoying sometimes. When he gets the energy to play he can really throw his weight around, and while he doesn't try to, every now and then he ends up knocking someone down and hurting them - startling them at the very least.

    David had been gone for almost two weeks now. His truck-driving job had been keeping him away longer than usual. The kids were with their grandmother. Summertime always drew them to their grandmother's neighborhood where there were more kids their age to play with. They would go for a week at a time, at least once per month over the summer months. That left me at home with David, usually, and we never failed to take full advantage of that free time. But David was gone now and we were both unsure of when he was going to be home again. He promised it would be within the next week, but I wasn't getting my hopes up.

    On occassion I had gone to clubs in the last couple of weeks. Sitting around the house alone was driving me nuts, especially on my days off. During the day I don the hat of an interior designer. But in the afternoon to evening hours, when I'm alone at home, I go insane. Watching TV just doesn't cut it after a while. The local club scene is very active with everything from techno to goth. And, of course, there are lots of guys always looking to get with the girls.

    I'm a slight black woman: 31, 5'2", 110 pounds, 38C breasts, a tight ass and nice hips. Not bad for a mother of four. I had the fortune of having all my children by the time I was 26. That gave me the last five years to work my figure back into what I wanted it to be. I always enjoyed making David's head spin when he came home from work by wearing something sexy and different that accentuated my body. He, of course, was always eager to accept my sexual invitations later that night.

    In the last week I was out clubbing I had met a guy named Tory. He was a gorgeous man, 24 - at least that's what he told me - with a beautifully sculpted body. I had managed to get his attention and had flirted with him both on and off the dance floor. Lately, I had found myself imagining what it would be like to feel him on top of me, inside me, kissing me, sexing me. The way I felt around him, in afterthought, was like a high school girl, skiddish, flirtatious, curious. Sometimes I got butterflies just being around him and close to him on the dance floor. I've always liked white men; most of them seem to treat a woman better than any black man I've ever had experience with. Tory was just the way I liked my men.

    Now I was watching MTV. As my mind drifted to my georgeous man, I really wasn't watching TV at all. Watching the dancers in the music videos just reminded me of being so close to him. I imagined myself as one of the female dancers in one of the videos. A couple of times, when the male dancer would get close to me, it was my Tory and I would shudder as he breathed hotly on my neck or caress my supple body. Soon enough I found I was sitting on the sofa so wet that I had to get up to go change my clothes.

    All the time I was watching the videos and dreaming of my Tory I had failed to notice Max. He was sitting off to the side of me when I finally decided to get up and change. There was what appeared to be a silly grin on his face as he looked at me with tongue out, panting. Max was leaning heavily on the front of the sofa with his body and looking at me while his tongue lolled lazily out of the side of his mouth. I grinned and leaned over, petting Max on his head. Then, as I leaned down to pet his body, I realized why he had that stupid grin on his face. There it was, thick and pink and long, stretching out of its sheath and pointing up at me. I guess I never realized how big Max's dick was until then. He had stopped panting, his mouth closed and he just stared up at me as my hand petted down to his body. I was sure he was wishing I was closer to his member, but that wasn't going to happen.

    As I kept petting Max he would occassionally lick me on the arm of the hand that was petting him. He would make little whimpering noises and look at me sheepishly. I couldn't help but think, as I looked at his slightly throbbing member, that he had gotten that way because of me. Thiking about it for a minute I realized he must have smelled me when I got wet. He was thinking of me as a bitch in heat right now and wanted me to give him some! That thought sent a moment of anger through me as I processed the fact that he was thinking of me as a bitch. But that feeling passed rather quickly as I let myself realize that although he was a male, he was only an animal and was only reacting the way he instinctively knew how to react. I couldn't really blame for that.

    Then I found myself getting curious about how his cock felt. There was no way he was getting some from me, so that wasn't an issue. In fact, the thought rather disgusted me. But his cock was bigger than any man's that I had ever been with and I was curious about it. I got up and went to the kitchen to find a measuring tape and Max followed me, panting all the while. In one of the kitchen drawers I took the meausuring tape out and knelt down. Max was sitting and looking up at me again and licked my face as I knelt. I stretched the tape out and put the end of it at the base of Max's cock. Again, he stopped panting and got a far-off stare in his eyes. When I stretched the tape along his length the tape read 11 inches. Then I dared to measure around Max's cock. I wrapped the tape around the thickest point in his shaft and the tape read 6 inches. Max seemed to have stopped breathing now and licked his jowels as the tape unwrapped from his shaft.

    As I stood up I unconsciously touched myself. The size of Max's cock had gotten my juices flowing again. My hand pulled away soaking wet from under my short dress and Max's tongue shot out and licked it as it passed by his face, startling me and sending a shiver through me at the same time. I began to get angry with myself for the thoughts I was having. This was a dog, and here I was having thoughts of that cock inside me, in my mouth so I could taste it, shooting its cum deep inside me. How could I have thoughts like that about a dog, a beast?!

    That was when I decided to do it. I walked back into the living room with Max following close behind me. Stopping in front of the sofa, I turned around, faced Max and got down on my knees next to him. Max promptly sat down and licked my face. Reaching down, I took Max's cock in my hand and began to stroke it up and down gently. Again, Max stopped panting and sat perfectly still. Then I leaned forward, opened my mouth and took the head of Max's cock into my mouth. I was prepared to gag, thinking the taste would be horrendous enough by itself to prove to me that I was crazy for even thinking of doing this with a dog. But as I took that cock in my mouth and ran my tongue along it in my mouth, I realized that it didn't taste bad at all. Max's cock tasted rather good.

    With that thought my body quivered and I knew I was wetter than I had been before. I knew Max must be smelling me by now and it was probably driving him crazy. I knew how much David liked it when I deep-throated him. David is 9.5" long and the most I've ever had in my mouth at once. Once I got the hang of taking it all in my throat, though, I had hooked him for life. Now I was wondering if I could take all of Max in my throat. His cock only got thick near the middle, but at the tip and base he as much narrower. As long as that thick part didn't get too far in my throat I would probably be alright, still able to breathe. I went down slowly, taking as much as I could. Then, feeling where I needed to adjust in order to take more of it in, I went up and down a few more times until I felt I could get more in. Once I got past that point, I found the rest slid down my throat fairly easily. I had it all in.

    Once I had Max's whole cock in my throat I came back up. This time, though, when I came up I realized Max was squirting something. I took his cock out of my mouth and looked at it. The squirt was a clear fluid; it wasn't cum and it wasn't urine, and it didn't taste bad at all. Curious, I decided to just lick his shaft for a minute, tasting that new liquid. After I got used to its taste, and the fact that Max was likely going to have this come out again, I resumed sucking his cock into my throat. I enjoyed the feel of it as it slid all the way down my throat and then all the way back out. Max was whimpering now and he stood up on all fours. He squirted some more of his fluid in my mouth and I hungrily accepted it, getting wetter as he began to try to hump my mouth.

    Getting up on all fours, I positioned myself so that Max could fuck my throat without hurting me. He would occassionally lift his leg as he humped, trying to stuff his cock further down my throat. After about 10 minutes of this, I heard a knock on the door. I wasn't about to stop playing with Max, but I didn't want anyone nosing around to be able to see what I was doing either. Getting up, I took Max upstairs to the entertainment room and ignored the person at the door. I took my dress off the, and determined to have Max fuck me.

    Max looked up at me quizically and wagged his tail as he panted. I knelt down next to him, then leaned forward on my hands and leaned my body into his. Max didn't need further coaxing. He promptly got up, went around behind me and mounted me. As his paws grabbed at my small waist, I was glad we had gotten Max's nails clipped short. His weight leaned heavy on me as he thrust, missing his mark on the first few thrusts. Then, just as I was reaching back to guide his cock into my pussy, Max found that hole and pushed in hard. I gasped and leaned forward on the floor, the strength in my arms seeming to leave me all at once. Max hopped forward a little to push more of his cock into me. He wasn't happy until his whole cock was forced inside me.

    Max began pistoning in and out of me harder, faster and deeper than I had ever been fucked. It was all I could do to catch my breath in between poundings, but it felt so good. Max's cock seemed to fill my pussy with it's thickness, as though even the narrow parts of his cock were now swelling and pushing at the recesses of my longing love hole. With my face on the floor, I managed to look back and see Max's huge member skewering me, his large testicles slapping hard against my legs, my pussy lips, my clit. There was also something about the base of his shaft that I could see. It looked like his base was somehow beginning to grow larger than his shaft. As it hit against my pussy I could tell it was hard. The first time Max managed to actually force it inside me I gasped in pain and pleasure and felt the air pushed from my lungs. My eyes rolled back and I felt my body push back against him as if my body didn't want him to pull out.

    I managed to get my strength in my arms again and pushed myself up on all fours again. By now I was fucking back against Max and looking forward to having that lump forced into me with each thrust. "That's it, Max, fuck me! Fuck me hard!" I screamed. Never had I thought I would love being taken by an animal. But here I was, Max's willing bitch.

    I had been so wrapped up in how good Max felt fucking me that I had closed my eyes so I could feel everything. Now, when I opened my eyes, I lost all my breath again, but this time in terror. Sitting in front of me was an ex boyfriend who had obviously come by to visit. That must have been who was knocking on my door earlier. But how did he get in?

    "You shouldn't leave your door unlocked if you plan to do things like this," he said with a stupid grin on his face. He was sitting there stroking his dick only inches from my face. Before I could tell him no, the head of his dick was at my lips. Resigning myself to this fate, I opened my mouth and felt him push in. His dick was only about 8" long and was much easier to suck than either David or Max. In fact, as Max continued to fuck my pussy, having my ex's dick in my mouth was feeling really good too.

    The lump at the base of Max's dick was beginning to get bigger and harder now at an alarming rate. As it popped in and out of my pussy I could feel myself getting stretched more and more to accommodate it. Soon I was feeling an orgasm begin from deeper inside me than ever before. My ex was fucking my mouth in deep, long strokes as my orgasm built. Then, as Max was fucking me, he finally couldn't pull out any more - he was stuck. My first thought was panic and my eyes opened wide as I began to fear what was happening. But then, as Max got still and held onto me, I could feel his cock pulsing in my pussy. And then it hit me.

    As Max grabbed my tiny waist tighter and held still with his cock stuck inside me, I felt him begin to squirt his cum deep inside my pussy. The first squirt was hard and the hot liquid flowed into me. The second squirt, just as forceful, sprayed the inside of my pussy like a garden hose. Max squirted cum like that five times before turning himself around and dismounting me. But we were tied together by then and neither of us was going anywhere. Max just stood there then and panted while my ex fucked my mouth. I could still feel Max's cum inside me, but it wasn't running down my legs yet. Every time Max moved a little, I could feel his cock slosh around the cum that was sealed in my pussy. It was such a wonderful feeling.

    Finally, as Max's cock began to get soft, he managed to pop himself free and trotted away. I couldn't see where he went because I was still sucking on my ex boyfriend's cock. Looking in the mirror behind me he said, "Man, I always knew you were a slut, but I never thought you liked it like this!" As he fucked my mouth faster I felt Max begin licking the cum from my pussy. I moaned and had another orgasm almost immediately. Finally, my ex put his hand on the back of my head and fucked my throat as deep and fast as he could. He was cumming in no time and squirted so much cum in my mouth that I had to let some dribble down the sides of my mouth. I reveled in the taste as I swallowed everthing I could. Then my ex grabbed Max and led him around to me and held Max's cock to my mouth to let me clean it off. I licked and sucked all the sweet cum off Max and finally collapsed on the floor on my stomach.

    I had never been so satisfied in my life. My ex told me he would come by next time I wanted to do this and I agreed. This was just the first of several such events. But those are for another time...

    Part 2

    David and I had gotten married about 2 years ago. He had driven the big trucks cross-country for almost a year now, much longer than we figured he would have to after he graduated with his masters degree. The demand for technicians in his field seemed to get filled up faster than he could apply for them. Now, though, we felt he had struck it big-time. NASA had taken a look at his resume and portfolio and decided they wanted him on-board. David couldn't have agreed to take the position fast enough.

    We had moved to Texas and purchased a house in a quiet little suburban neighborhood. One thing we never had problems with in this state was racial prejudice. Everyone always accepted us as educated people and treated us with respect. Being black definitely had its disadvantages in other states, but Texans were very accepting for the most part and made us feel at home. This quiet little neighborhood was no different.

    While David had been truck driving, he was often gone for several weeks at a time. It only took a few times before I realized I couldn't handle that. When I got really horny there was no one there to satisfy me, and that drove me crazy. Eventually, I ended up realizing how good our dog, Max, was to have for that purpose. Max is a rottweiler-doberman mix with a very good-natured temperament and a very large cock. It started when I got curious about how his cock would feel inside me and led up to a great sexual relationship over the next several months. An ex-boyfriend caught me the first time I had sex with Max and I had made him a regular part of the episodes I had with Max in return for his silence.

    Now that we had moved, my ex-boyfriend was no longer involved with me, and while I didn't need Max anymore because David was home every night, I still made time for Max. My dog was more satisfying than any man I had ever been with, and sometimes I just needed that good fuck he could give me. It was rarer, lately, though. David was always making time to go here and there, trying to be a good husband.

    Something seemed missing between us over the last several months. The sex was good, but we talked less. I often felt like I was living my own life separate from his, even though we lived in the same house. We weren't cold toward each other; it was more like there was nothing for us to say. I sometimes wondered if it was me withdrawing from David because of my new relationship with Max, or if he had found out about me and Max and was trying to figure out how to cope with or end his relationship with me. The uncomfortable silences increased in frequency, and David's way of trying to atone was to take me out to eat or to a movie or some other token gesture just to keep the tension bearable. But it was taking its toll.

    In high school I made a friend whom I had come to rely on heavily sometimes. He had always been there for me to talk to, no matter what I was experiencing. We were never romantically involved, although he had expressed his feelings for me on several occasions over the years. Ben was the first boy to give me flowers. He was a freshman and I was a sophomore when he showed his interest in me. I had told him I couldn't have a boyfriend at the time, but I made sure he knew it wasn't because he was white. We met on occasion in the school library or on the front steps of the school and just sat and talked. Now, I had been all over the world, traveling for school and pleasure. No matter where I was we talked.

    Six months into David's new job at NASA, things were pretty bad between us. I was beginning to feel more and more like an alien, not even a visitor, in my own home. My sex drive was all but gone as things got worse, and even Max suffered as much as I did. Depression was setting in when Ben called. I had been trying to convince him to visit David and me for the last few months, but something always came up and he was unable to make it. This time, though, he must have heard the desperate state I was in and agreed to come out that weekend. My heart fluttered curiously and momentarily at the thought, but I gave the fleeting feeling no further thought.

    It was Wednesday and the next few nights found me sleeping restlessly as I anticipated my friend's arrival. The emotional state I was in made me wonder whether or not I could properly host this important person in my life. Would my house be clean enough? Would the food be to his liking? Maybe we should go out to eat. Maybe he'd like to go see a movie like we used to in high school. How would he and David get along? Where should I take him to show him around? What people in the neighborhood should I introduce him to? All these questions I would normally ask of myself no matter who visited, but they now seemed to just make my life that much more miserable. Maybe if I just ignored everything it would all go away and everything would be fine.

    Saturday came and I found myself looking out the window almost once an hour, biting my lower lip from time to time, holding myself in my arms, hoping it would be alright and he wouldn't think I was turning into a terrible person. That's how I felt about myself right now, and that isn't what I needed to hear from someone close to me. He never used to be that way, but I hadn't seen him in almost 5 years now. People change. As I was thinking these things, I began to wonder why I was feeling this way about his visit. My muscles were tense and my stomach was in knots. I was breathing shallow and beginning to get a headache from the muscles in my neck being so tight. I was beginning to feel hot, too, like someone turned the heat on in the middle of summer.

    A knock at the door. I opened the door. Someone was standing there, but they were blurry. A voice; it sounded friendly. Dizzy; arms around me; I'm leaning on someone's chest. Tired; dark.

    The ceiling; the room is cool; the TV is on; my head is on someone's lap; that someone is holding me. I looked down at the arm and it was white. "You must have really needed to sleep, but you really shouldn't try sleeping while you're standing up," I heard Ben say softly. I tilted my head back and raised my eyes so I could see him and smiled. "You've been out for almost 2 hours. Here, have something to drink. Then we're going to get out of here and go somewhere and walk outside. The sun and air will help you." I put my hand on his and took the glass of water. I felt safe, taken care of, relaxed. Ben always made me feel that way when we were together. I felt like I could breathe.

    After I finished drinking the water, Ben cajoled me outside with Max and we hopped in his car. I gave him directions to the park nearby. He figured walking the dog as we talked would help destress me and get Max some exercise. There were a few people out barbecuing, some throwing a frisbee, a couple roller-blading. We took the path around the lake and let Max make his own meandering way with us. Ben asked what was going on with me, how was I doing, and I unloaded on him. By the time I was done I felt better than I had in a long time. I also felt sort of guilty for unloading on him the way I did, but he quickly set my mind to rest, telling me that's what friends are for.

    "Are they good for anything else?" The question was out of my mouth before I knew it. Where did that come from?! I never flirted with Ben before, at least not on a conscious level! But, oddly, I found myself hoping he would say something flirtatious back. How far was I really willing to go with this?

    "Lots, I'm sure,” Ben said and looked at me with a mischievous grin. My heart was pounding so hard I was sure he could hear it.

    There was an awkward silent moment before I asked Ben where he was staying. He said he had come right over and had not decided where he was going to stay yet. Taking my cell phone out of my pocket, I called David and told him the situation. Getting his opinion was just habit now. David said it was alright with him if Ben stayed with us for a few days. It was now 6pm, so Ben and I walked back to his car with Max and we went back to the house.

    David was there when I got home. He and Ben shook hands and began talking about David's day at work. The two of them are computer geeks, but it amazed me that Ben could keep up with David's conversation about things I know he had no personal experience with. NASA was a few steps up from Ben's type of work, but he never showed that there was question he was familiar with the ideas and concepts David was working with. Thinking about it, I couldn't remember a conversation where Ben ever felt left out or a subject that he didn't feel comfortable talking about. He just seemed to fit whatever the topic.

    After the Chinese dinner we had ordered for delivery that night, we all went to bed, anxious for the next day's activities. Having Ben around had lifted my spirits; I felt so much better after having dumped on him at the park and then watching him get along with my husband so well. Maybe it was too obvious how good I felt with Ben around.

    "Do you have feelings for him?" David asked me as we lay facing away from each other in bed.

    "Of course. He's my friend." What would I tell him if he decided to probe further?

    "You guys gonna be doing anything tomorrow?" Whew! No probing question.

    "I was thinking we would go see a movie and maybe I would show him around town."

    "How long is he going to be here?"

    "He hasn't decided yet, but I don't think it will be more than a few days."

    "He's shorter than I imagined. Whenever you've talked about him he seemed almost larger than life."

    "He holds his own pretty well, don't you think?" David could be so condescending sometimes, and it was always an immediate turn-off. I had no compunction defending Ben now.

    "Have a good night," was all he mustered. At least neither of us really liked to carry things to the point where we were arguing very much.

    "Good night."

    When I awoke the next morning David was already gone to work. This was just another thing I hated about our relationship, I thought - not waking up next to him. All the little annoying things in a relationship seem to just get compounded when you aren't getting along. Sitting up, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and could smell something. Did David actually stay home and make breakfast? I was still in my satin nightgown and I decided I knew Ben well enough that he wouldn't mind me walking out like this, if he was awake yet. It wasn't like I was in my underwear; he couldn't see anything.

    I went downstairs and there was Ben, just finishing up making some pancakes with eggs and bacon and placing it all on a well-set table.

    "I found some breakfast food and figured I'd just make enough for everyone," he said. "Hope you don't mind."

    "Not at all," I answered with a smile and a slight blush. For some reason I was feeling a little skittish and got a warm feeling inside that I could only relate to a slight romantic notion. I sat down as he poured some juice in a glass set in front of me and we ate breakfast together.

    "Would you like to go see a movie?" I felt like I was asking him out on a date.

    "Sure, but why don't we just rent something and stay in today? You fainted yesterday and that's usually a sign that you need rest. If you're still up to it tomorrow we can go out."

    I agreed and we finished eating. Then I showed Ben the guest bathroom and got him a towel and went to take a shower in the master bathroom. When I finished washing myself, I just stood in the shower, letting the water run on me. I closed my eyes and just relaxed, feeling the tension drain from my body. Dipping my head backward I let the water massage my head. This was the most peaceful I had felt in a very long time.

    Leaning my head forward again, I opened my eyes to see Ben standing there in front of me. I gasped, half in startled fright and half in erotic wonder. Ben was a martial artist and also a weight trainer, but the sculpting of his physique was something I had never really imagined before. Standing in front of me now, I could only think how beautiful he looked and how loving his eyes seemed. I could immerse myself in the depth of those blue eyes as they took me in. I was about to tell him this was a bad idea when he stepped forward and gave me the most tender and affectionate kiss I had ever had. That's when I knew I would do whatever was going to happen with him and I was going to let him know how I felt about him.


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