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Alternate Pleasure
Alternate Pleasure by George Smith © 1999 gmsm...@juno.com
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Being a widower at the age of 67, Wilhelm Geiger, a wealthy retired stock
broker, had only recently wedded a blonde Greek goddess, a trophy wife,
Karen, aged 23. Wilhelm (or "Willy," as Karen called him affectionately) had
discovered her in a topless and sometimes bottomless bar. Their brief, but
whirlwind courtship had seemingly returned a great deal of life to Willy's
aging cock and shriveling balls, all of which responded regularly to Karen's
almost constant attention. His Jaguar, his mansion, his bank account, and
his brokerage account, plus her expectancy of outliving him made Karen
willing, really most anxious, to wed with Willy, even if he couldn't get it
up more than once or twice a week, and then after only a great deal of
sucking. While eager to possess her sweet pussy for frequent dining at the
"Y" and having her continue to suck his cock, Willy, having endured two very
expensive divorces, was most insistent on having an iron clad premarital
property settlement agreement, which would leave Karen only a nominal sum if
they were to divorce. In return, Willy agreed to make a will leaving Karen
$50,000,000.00, subject to stated conditions. Although the conditions were
not numerous, the will provided that she would receive absolutely nothing if
it could ever be proved that she had had any sexual relations whatsoever
with another man following the date of their marriage. Instead of Karen,
anyone who could prove a violation of faithfulness would be the recipient of
the $50,000,000.00. Considering their respective life expectancies and that
Willy had only recently suffered a mild heart attack, Karen gambled on her
being able to be satisfied with only the occasional boring suck and fuck
sessions with Willy.
Karen managed well with their infrequent naked sessions for about a year
after the wedding. She intentionally wore herself out at the gym at least
three times a week, did some jogging, and played tennis with only women
partners and opponents on weekends. Nude before her full-length mirror she
was proud of her still youthful figure, her tight ass, and firm breasts.
Almost constantly in need of sexual release, she would masturbate before the
mirror, occasionally making use of her battery-powered dildo. She was damned
if she was going to risk losing $50,000,000.00 just to get a much needed
fuck.
It was only then that she happened to read an article about a woman having
had sex with an animal. Karen, of course, was familiar with stories about
sheep herders fucking their furry ewes, but the reversal of roles with
animals mounting and fucking women was a revelation to her. The woman writer
of the magazine article related apparently satisfying experiences with her
mastiff dog and set forth an 800 number for any inquiries. Willy had often
mentioned that, for security purposes, they should have one or more guard
dogs in the fenced estate. If her lawyer advised her that having sex with a
dog would not jeopardize her inheritance, this could be the solution to her
yearning for a more vibrant and frequent cock fucking of her cunt, which was
slowly gathering cobwebs from inactivity with old, but loveable Willy.
Still full of doubt, plus the weirdness of it all, Karen hesitatingly called
the 800 number and spoke with the women at the other end. The woman
identified herself only as "Helen," and freely talked with Karen about her
having satisfactory and frequent sex with her huge dog, "King." Helen said
that she was now 67, still liked to be fucked, and that King was actually
her third stud dog that had been fucking her regularly since the death of
her husband some 15 years ago. Actually, she had stumbled on her good
fortune quite by accident when she noticed that her first stud dog, a male
collie, untrained for the task but animated by nature, had a great interest
in sniffing her crotch. This had excited her so much that she had taken to
doing her daily housework in the nude just to let him sniff even closer.
Poking around in her crotch with his wet nose and lapping her snatch with
his rough tongue, he was able to bring her off with successive orgasms.
Pussy licking sessions, with Helen sitting on the sofa with her legs spread
out wide, then became a regular, almost a daily, happening. As he was not
particular which woman's crotch he sniffed, for fear of embarrassment and
not wishing to discourage the dog from licking her snatch, Helen could no
longer permit the dog to be around any of her female guests.
While sniffing and licking seemed to satisfy the dog, Helen had noticed that
this caused the dog's prick to poke out from its furry shield, somewhat
thinner, perhaps, but almost to the length of a man's cock. Helen, of
course, was familiar with the mating habits of dogs and how they mounted
their bitch from behind for fucking. Her curiosity became an obsession, and
she actually had dreams about being in the nude on her hands and knees with
the dog sniffing her asshole and licking her cunt from behind, then mounting
and fucking her pussy doggie fashion. In her mind she queried: Why not give
it a try? What was there to lose? She lived alone, so who would ever know?
How could it harm anyone? Certainly the dog wouldn't complain. By God, I'm
going to try it!
Helen then told Karen that she had stripped naked and then brought the
original stud dog, the collie, into her bedroom. While sitting on the edge
of the bed the dog had obligingly licked her pussy, giving her fantastic
orgasm after orgasm. In the early stages, the dog wasn't much on licking her
breasts, but this came was to come later. Then with hesitation and
trepidation, the shame of it all, to be fucked by a dog, certainly no man
would ever want her again, Helen went to the carpet and got down on her
hands and knees in front of her full-length mirror, just the position she
had seen neighborhood dogs in heat waiting for the joinder of the stud's
cock in her pussy. As could have been expected, the collie approached her
waiting naked ass and started sniffing about her butt cheeks and bung with
his cold wet nose and tongue. Even if nothing further were to happen, the
dog's licking of her asshole made the experiment a resounding success. But
Helen's wildest dreams were yet to come. Helen felt the dog's paws on her
back, inching up on her tender skin toward her shoulders, reminding her to
have his toenails clipped if they were ever to do this shocking thing again,
the chagrin of it all, and her with grandchildren. A grandmother about to be
fucked by a dog. The dog's cock was now fully extended from its furry shield
and looked to be at least 6" long. The view in the mirror was awesome.
It was only then that she felt the rhythmic bucking back and forth of the
dog's hind quarters and the tickling of his man-sized cock between her ass
cheeks rubbing her bung. Before her full length mirror she could see the
dog's giant cock about to enter her cunt. There was no turning back now, and
the animal's cock fully entered her juicy pussy. With thrust after thrust,
the collie's fucking energy produced an immense ejaculate of dog jism, and
then panic. The dog couldn't pull its cock out of her cunt and appeared to
be stuck in her pussy. While enjoyable and the dog's orgasms thrilling, the
question now became: How do we get separated? Certainly calling 911 was out
of the question. However, after a few minutes the dog's cock relaxed and was
pulled out of her pussy. With discrete inquiry, Helen learned from her
veterinarian that, after fucking a bitch dog, the head of a dog's cock
becomes like a mini balloon preventing premature withdrawal and the loss of
any of his sperm just deposited in the bitch. This, no doubt, is one of
mother nature's ways of preserving the species!
Helen told her that this was her initial discovery of animals to women sex.
Although she too had heard of sheep herders fucking their sheep, it was
beyond her imagination that a dog could give her so much satisfaction. After
frequent fucking for five years, the collie died, of course, with a smile on
his face, only to be succeeded by a somewhat larger sheep dog, which she had
herself patiently trained, and now King, which she had purchased from a
kennel which specialized in training dogs as women's intimate bed time
companions. King certainly had the longest cock of the three and was the
ultimate in pussy licking and cock fucking. Helen said that King was now in
the habit of having bedroom privileges, sleeping on her bed almost every
night, and that he pouted if he didn't get to fuck her. If too exhausted for
fucking by King at her age of 67, Helen said that she often jacked him off
and that lately she had even been sucking off his man-sized cock for the
taste of his cum. King was certainly one happy canine.
By this time, the crotch of Karen's panties were sopping wet, and she was
anxious to learn of the availability of the type of dogs that Helen was
telling her about. This couldn't just be your average dog, that was for
sure; and Karen didn't have the patience to work with an untrained dog.
Helen gave her the name of the Abercrombie Dog Training School which had
trained Helen's mastiff, King, and which was located only about an hour's
drive from Willy's mansion. Willy was to be out of town for a weekend's
business trip and didn't mind that Karen was going guard dog shopping for
the security of his otherwise unguarded property. Karen's inquiries at the
dog school about dogs having sex with women were totally rebuffed until she
mentioned that she had been referred by Helen and that Helen was the owner
of King, which had been trained by them.
The topic was suddenly opened for full discussion. Max, the director of the
kennel explained the necessity of their being very discrete, as their
business, if not illegal, was, at least, most private and could be
embarrassing to their many wealthy women fucking-dog clients, who would
sometimes bring their stud dogs back for refresher training in the art of
famale satisfaction. Also, it was explained that matching the proper dog to
his future mistress and Karen's proper training prior to the delivery of the
dog was absolutely essential for a satisfactory long-term fucking
relationship. Prices were discussed and the director told Karen that the
cost could be from $5,000.00 to $10,000.00, depending upon the age of the
stud, the size of his cock, and his estimated lifetime of sexual services to
his mistress. In no event would any dog be delivered to her until there had
been a satisfactory introduction and a sufficient number of trial matings of
the dog with her. At the moment Max said that they just happened to have
five fully trained stud dogs which she could have try outs with on their
premises to determine compatibility. A non-refundable deposit of $1,000.00
and $200.00 for each of the five trial couplings would be required. As Karen
wanted to try out all five of the canines and couldn't write a check for
Willy to discover, she gave Max $2,000.00 in hundred dollar bills. She
wanted no evidence of the transaction to be found around the mansion, and
told him that no receipt would be required.
A private room would be provided for the initial confrontation and the
remaining trial dog mating sessions. Karen's first trial stud dog was said
to have been in training with the kennel master's wife and their teenage
daughter for the past few weeks. Max said that such training was customary
in their business, as rarely but sometimes, they came across a queer dog who
had no interest whatsoever in fucking females, either dogs or women. It was
also necessary to train the dog in gentleness in mounting a woman's bare
back before plunging his man-sized cock into her snatch. Karen was told that
any dog that she might purchase from their kennel would have to have
frequent toe nail clippings on his front paws to prevent the scratching of
the flesh on her back and that it might be necessary for a few days at least
to muzzle the dog before having him fuck her, as a young stud dog can get
very excitable during its first few fucks with a fresh pussy in a new home.
Karen then met Hilda, the kennel master's wife, and their teenage daughter,
Katrina, who had just lost her cherry while training one of their dogs. Max
and Hild were at least thankful that Katrina didn't have to be on the pill
and didn't have to give in to the neighborhood boys for satisfaction. The
three of them invited Karen to view a video-taped session with the two of
them and various of the five stud dogs that were available for purchase at
that time. Karen was greatly impressed with the way that each of the women
greeted their dog while fully dressed, petting the animals and hand feeding
it with doggie treats. Only then was the dog permitted to nose around and up
their skirts that had no panties under them. The women then removed their
dresses, slipping them over their heads, and sat on the edge of the bed
naked with their legs spread and their pussies inviting. A viewer of the
video could certainly tell that their orgasms, although numerous, were never
faked. Only when the dogs seemed to have had enough pussy licking and went
to lie down on the carpet did Hilda and Katrina go to the floor on their
hands and knees for the fucking by the dogs that they knew was to come. Of
great interest to Karen was the close-up video shots showing the length and
girth of the dogs' cocks, which were at least the size of most of the cocks
of men she had known before marrying Willy. All of them were certainly
longer than her Willy's limp prick. The video concluded with the dogs having
mounted the women's bare backs and had what surely seemed to be a satisfying
fuck, that is, satisfying to the women and to the now limp-cocked dogs. Both
of the dogs spread out on the carpet and licked their own cock and balls
clean.
Karen was then told to go to the private room, strip naked, and wait for Max
and the dog to enter the room. Karen was shocked to see the kennel master
lead a two-year-old great Dane of probably 100+ pounds into the room. She
was immediately impressed with its monstrous tongue, which was drooling on
the carpet. Max said the dog's name was "Bosco" and that she should call it
by name, tell him that he is a good boy, and pat him on the head. Bosco came
across the room up to her wide spread legs exposing her eager pussy and,
while she petted his head and scratched his ears, the dog familiarized
itself with the taste of her moist cunt. In the midst of her first doggie
orgasm from pussy licking, Karen feigned embarrassment with her being naked
with Max in the room, but he explained that it was her, not the dog that
needed training and that only in this way could she be a thoroughly
satisfied client. Max said, "Our business survives only on discrete
referrals from wealthy women, for we obviously can't advertise in
newspapers. Therefore, we want only satisfied customers. If one of our dogs
is ever in need of retraining, you can bring your dog back for a refresher
course at any time, no charge whatsoever."
Only then was she permitted to assume the hands and knees posture for the
approval of both Max and the dog! Carefully, Max led Bosco to mount Karen's
back and to begin probing her ass and cunt with his man-size cock. When
Bosco continued errantly to poke Karen's asshole with his prick, missing her
moist pussy, Max took the dogs's 7" cock in hand and placed it at the
entrance of Karen's cunt. Karen gasped when Bosco rammed the full length of
his prick into her pussy and humped her vigorously in and out for what
seemed to be at least ten minutes before climaxing and filling her swollen
vagina with his doggie jism. As Helen had warned her on the telephone, the
head of Bosco's prick then ballooned inside her vagina and he was unable to
withdraw for another two or three minutes after cumming deep inside her love
hole, all in all a very satisfactory mating of Bosco with his new mistress.
After a few more in-house training sessions and trial matings with each of
the other four available studs, which episodes were all supervised by Max,
Hilda, and Katrina, Bosco was the clear cut favorite of Karen, his purchase
was finalized at $10,000.00, and he went home with Karen, of course, as only
a guard dog for Willy.
Unfortunately, Willy had to be hospitalized on account of a relapse of his
previous heart attack. Between her frequent sessions in her bedroom with
Bosco, who was already sleeping on her bed, but not yet under the covers,
Karen lovingly visited Willy in the hospital daily until things suddenly
took a turn for the worse and poor Willy died, leaving Karen her
$50,000,000.00 and, of course, her canine lover, Willy's supposed guard dog,
Bosco. Karen is now in a quandary as to whether to rejoin the dating crowd
with her immense wealth or to remain with Bosco as a grieving widow, for
they are inseparable and Karen has a number of things yet undone that she is
anxious to try out with her wonderful fucking dog mate. Alone at the
mansion, Karen has even been considering another visit to the Abercrombie
Dog Training School for, naturally, the purchase of another guard dog. She
fondly remembered the German Shepherd, "Bismarck," one of the four other
trial dogs, who, during one of the trial sessions had fucked her missionary
fashion, licking her tits, while she lay on her back on the bed. She was
told that this was very unusual for a dog. Hopefully, he hadn't been sold to
someone else. Her telephone call to Max confirmed Bismarck's availability
for a mere $12,500.00. Her security and the need for another guard dog
obviously is essential and money, of course, is now no problem. As yet she
has not decided where to honeymoon with Bismarck. Her maid, who has secretly
watched matings with Karen and Bosco, has indicated a willingness to keep
Bosco happily fucked while Karen travels with her new lover dog. So much for
the SPCA!