My first time was with an aggressive lab mix. He was probably 100 lbs. He was the Mexican neighbors dog, he would always get out at night and chase or bark at everything. Big scary black mut with a powerful bark that scared the life out of you walking home at night.
Our typical friend meet up spot was behind some houses in the woods, so after school I was usually the first out home. One day I got home and saw the neighbors dog was out , but this time there was a small bitch running around that he was solely focused on. I got my weed pipe, and some snacks and started off towards the woods to go smoke and wait on the rest of my friends who rode the bus.
The small bitch saw I had food and began to follow behind me, and the big black stud behind her. Yes I threw a couple potato chips on the ground so she would follow me.
Once we got into the woods, I was rock hard just thinking about what could happen. Looking back it was a really dum idea. I knew the dog was aggressive, I knew he'd been in fights with other dogs.
I smoked a few hits of weed, and began touching myself as I watched him try and fail to mount her . The size difference between them was making it difficult. I saw his dick come out what I thought was all the way , it was a little bigger than me , dark red with purple.
I had never seen a dog penis b4, and only occasionally tried to put a few fingers up my butt before. I will leave my age out as it would be tos.
I had only barely started to watch certain porn online. And Jesus was it a slow connection like 56k , you'd be lucky to download a picture of a boob in five minutes.
But man I remember wanting to be his bitch, my judgement was extremely clouded with lust. He did seem to be more calm now, almost gentle as he licked at her pussy. I slowly and carefully touched her for a second while giving her a chip. There was no change in either of their behavior.
I have him a chip as I touched his back , again no issues. I backed away very slowly and checked my time. It was 320 pm . The earliest any of my friends would be home was by 4 pm. They usually texted when they get home anyway.
I took off my shirt and laid it down, knelling on my shirt I took my pants don't to my ankles, left my shoes on. Then I got on my hands and knees ....and nothing happened... I was looking over and he could not care less as he only cares about the bitch. I don't know what to do. I just kinda sat there, and everytime they got close I bent over and tried to get his attention.
Finally I was like bro, it's do or die come on. I grabbed the chip bag , she came over do to the sound it made. He was right behind her and on my right side. I grabbed his sheath area and he immediately started humping and shooting liquid. I stopped touching him and got under him on my hands a knees . I could feel his fur on my back, I pushed my butt into his crotch area and it was like a single for him to go absolutely crazy.
He jumped on me over and over, his back paws all over my legs and ass. I honestly never felt his cock before it went in,. He was just dry humping me one minute and the next he was I me I guess. I screamed out and tried to twist away .
This is when my life flashed before my eyes. This bone breaking low growl that I could feel in my chest as he bit down on my neck. I wasn't hard anymore . I was terrified, I knew he would tear me to pieces right then and there. I froze, I even said ok , ok boy, it's ok . In a calm but shaken voice. I think I even said a prayer, and regretted every single bad thing I'd ever done. I thought about my mom and dad, our house, people who knew me. I thought about it I might make it out of this alive , I'd be different, please god just let me live.
∆∆ this all being in a matter of moments , I opened my legs , he responded by going back to plowing it in . The pressure was terrible, the pain was terrifying. My belly button area felt like I was being stabbed. Everytime I tried to squirm away , he bit my neck and growled. I was crying out loud, I thought if I cried load enuff he might slow down or stop. The pain was the worst pain I've ever felt even since,.
After praying and crying for a while, he did slow down. I was relieved but still in excruciating pain. I felt like throwing up. I was shaking and too scared to move . He was standing over me , his front paws over my shoulders but touching the ground. I just stayed in place ,. I didn't know how long I'd been there, and I started to notice little things, like his drool all down my neck and back , dripping off my arms. His paws were huge, he smelled like a dumpster, his hot breath smelled like old fish.
I started to feel him moving around in me, I tensed up , but the pressure subsided slightly. Then he just jumped off of me. No warning , just pulled out . I fell over, not knowing what happened, I thought he pulled my asshole out of place. .. the next few moments I don't remember very well.
I think I went into shock when I saw all the blood. I just remembered running ,. About half way to my house , I realized I didn't have my pipe or weed and my belt was undone. I do remember pretending to be on the phone as I walked through my kitchen so my parents wouldn't try to talk to me.
I remember laying in my bed and crying , ( I thought I was dying) it felt like it. Thinking how do I sugar coat this. Should I call 911 or tell my mom.. the shame of it kept me from doing so.
It was a week before I was able to poop without bleeding. That first night , I honestly thought I had lost soo much blood I wouldn't make it through the night. It was months before I was able to come to terms with what happened, and it was years b4 I thought about trying it again.
I few times that year I had dreams of that hot breath on my neck and the terror I felt, one time I woke up from that dream leaking cum... I knew there was something wrong with me. But I really just wanted to forget. A couple years later I decided to write it down on the old bf stories section.
I got a bunch of comments about how hot it must have been. And honestly I couldn't handle it, I always told people that whole rape fantasy isn't exactly fun when it's real. I think the mods flagged it because I fought with ppl in the comments section. Or I included my age. Either way it was up for a few months , then it was gone.
Now I can talk about it without getting upset,. It was incredibly dum , and a terrible idea.
Not surprisingly I buried the event with drugs, and other bad choices for the next few years. Only thinking about it when I was really fucked up or horny.
I never told anyone until I had a meltdown one day and blurted it out to my first serious boyfriend. I was crying uncontrollably and of course regretted telling him the next day. To his credit as far as I know he never told a sole.
That's my first time ,. Even after all these years I still can feel the pain and how scared I was.
