JessiaJ
Tourist
I've explored all sorts of fetishes, but the one that really gets me going is beastiality. I just can't help myself.
I used to have a dog, and let's just say we got pretty intimate. But the guilt was eating away at me, so I stopped. It's been almost two years since then. My previous dog got stolen, and that broke my heart. I looked for him everywhere but I couldn't find him. I didn't want to get another pet because I didn't want to go through that again.
That was until my aunt Claire asked me to take in her Labrador, Lucky. She was moving to an apartment with her daughter and couldn't take him with her. I remember the day Lucky arrived at my place like it was yesterday. Aunt Claire brought him over in his favorite toy-filled crate, and as soon as she left, Lucky started exploring his new surroundings.
As the days went by, we settled into a comfortable routine together. We'd go for walks in the park, playtime, feeding schedules - all that jazz. And despite my past experiences with beastiality, I have to admit that I wasn't having any dirty thoughts about Lucky at all. He was just a companion to me, a furry friend who needed care and attention.
But let's be real, guys - I'm only human (or not so human?). When I took showers with the door open (because who needs doors when you're alone?), Lucky would barge in on me with his toy in mouth like always . But even though he saw me walking around the house in lingerie or close to nothing (hey , who needs clothes when you're alone?), he didn't seem to bat an eye.
We've gotten into this comfortable routine where Lucky will join me on the couch while i watch Netflix or browse through my phone . He'll snuggle up next to me , sometimes even trying lick face (eww!). And as for me? Well , let's just say i love touching myself whenever mood strikes - which is often .
My dildo is always within arm's reach (don 't judge), lucky sleeps outside room night so doesn disturb while... ahem... taking care business .
In mornings its become ritual us : lucky follow out room soon hear door open knows food time near ! then head straight to his bowl i wear practically nothing just thongs . After breakfast usually some morning exercise like jogging doing pushups etc. That's about the routine.
But on the 3rd day in I got so horny while in shower, stroking my cock and picturing things. Lucky barged in as usual but this time he didn't play with his toy and was staring at me. It's like he was confused to see what was I doing, or rather he was mesmerised with what he's looking. Lol. Why wouldn't he be? I am 5'7 pre op shemale, with a curvy body and a big ass standing there with my dick really hard in my hand and a dildo in my ass.
That explains his unusual stare......
I used to have a dog, and let's just say we got pretty intimate. But the guilt was eating away at me, so I stopped. It's been almost two years since then. My previous dog got stolen, and that broke my heart. I looked for him everywhere but I couldn't find him. I didn't want to get another pet because I didn't want to go through that again.
That was until my aunt Claire asked me to take in her Labrador, Lucky. She was moving to an apartment with her daughter and couldn't take him with her. I remember the day Lucky arrived at my place like it was yesterday. Aunt Claire brought him over in his favorite toy-filled crate, and as soon as she left, Lucky started exploring his new surroundings.
As the days went by, we settled into a comfortable routine together. We'd go for walks in the park, playtime, feeding schedules - all that jazz. And despite my past experiences with beastiality, I have to admit that I wasn't having any dirty thoughts about Lucky at all. He was just a companion to me, a furry friend who needed care and attention.
But let's be real, guys - I'm only human (or not so human?). When I took showers with the door open (because who needs doors when you're alone?), Lucky would barge in on me with his toy in mouth like always . But even though he saw me walking around the house in lingerie or close to nothing (hey , who needs clothes when you're alone?), he didn't seem to bat an eye.
We've gotten into this comfortable routine where Lucky will join me on the couch while i watch Netflix or browse through my phone . He'll snuggle up next to me , sometimes even trying lick face (eww!). And as for me? Well , let's just say i love touching myself whenever mood strikes - which is often .
My dildo is always within arm's reach (don 't judge), lucky sleeps outside room night so doesn disturb while... ahem... taking care business .
In mornings its become ritual us : lucky follow out room soon hear door open knows food time near ! then head straight to his bowl i wear practically nothing just thongs . After breakfast usually some morning exercise like jogging doing pushups etc. That's about the routine.
But on the 3rd day in I got so horny while in shower, stroking my cock and picturing things. Lucky barged in as usual but this time he didn't play with his toy and was staring at me. It's like he was confused to see what was I doing, or rather he was mesmerised with what he's looking. Lol. Why wouldn't he be? I am 5'7 pre op shemale, with a curvy body and a big ass standing there with my dick really hard in my hand and a dildo in my ass.
That explains his unusual stare......