Erotic Dog Fantasy Escapades: A Woman's Canine Obsession

Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all.

Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-14”.

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Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them? Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now…

My friend was away for the weekend and had asked me to take care of her two dogs (see “The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 6: Two Dogs” and “The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 9: The Depressed Dog” for full details) while she was away. If you have read my other fantasies, you may recall the last time I was asked to dog sit, things did not turn out so well. Actually, they did, but they could easily have turned ugly (see “The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 4: Dog Sitting” for full details). Because of this I decided to spend the weekend at my friend’s apartment.

On my way there, I stopped off to pick up some groceries for the weekend to come. By the time I reached my friend’s apartment, my arms were killing me—I do not have a car, remember? I was barely able to find the strength to turn the handle and push the door open. Hurrying into my friend’s apartment, I rushed over to the kitchen.

“Ahhh!” I sighed as I set the groceries down on the counter. Blood started to return to my fingers as I shook them about to aid circulation. My fingers were still whitened from the lack of blood when my friend’s two large dogs came running into the kitchen. For those of you who are not familiar with my previous fantasies, their names were Frank and Beans—just to be clear, this is not a joke; she actually named them Frank and Beans.

“Hey guys,” I said as they rushed over to me. I pet them for a few minutes until they got bored and ran off. After putting the groceries away, I headed over to the living room and plunked myself down in front of the TV. Grabbing the remote, I flicked through the channel until I came across a show that felt like less of a waste of time than the others I had passed on. Unfortunately, I only had a few moments of peace before Beans trotted into the living room and made it his mission to bug me. Do not get me wrong; I like dogs—in fact, I love them ;)—but I was not in the mood for playing.

“Why don’t you go play with your brother?” I asked him after trying to ignore him for the better part of a minute. He barked twice, as if to say, “Fuck you!” and, taking a seat, started licking his balls.

“Nice,” I said sarcastically until I saw the tip of his red cock peek out of his prepuce. The sight of the canine manhood was enough to make me forget about everything else. A powerful wave of arousal soon washed over me, forcing reality to fade as a fantasy started to swell within me. It only took another few waves before the fantasy had become my entire world. No longer bound by the laws of reality, I dove right into the action.

Sliding off the couch, I soon found myself on all fours. Moments after, I was hurrying over to my lover-to-be with as much speed as I could muster. I closed the gap between us in less than a second and did not waste another one before pulling his head away from his crotch. He barked, as if to ask what I was doing, but I did not bother to reply. Instead, I let myself fall to my stomach and, with my head now mere inches from his crotch, I put the next part of my plan into action.

“Here I come,” I announced as I lowered my head until my lips made contact with the tip of his prick.

“Mmmmm!” I moaned as I felt the incredible warmth of his canine cock on my lips. Eager for more of that soothing warmth, I outstretched a tongue and started flicking it back and forth across his manhood. It only took a few seconds before it was long enough for me to wraps my lips around it. Not wasting a second, I started bobbing my head up and down, forcing my lips to slide back and forth along his expanding shaft. Moments later, I was sucking on a fully expanded rod. I pulled away long enough to realize it measured eight inches in length by one and a half inches in width.

“Nice,” I commented before resuming the shortly interrupted blowjob. My eagerness soon forced me to force his prick past my uvula. I gagged a few times before getting used to the feel of that massive canine cock sliding in and out of my throat. But getting used to it was all I had time to do before I felt it start to shake and shiver.

“He’s about to cum,” I thought to myself. Sure enough, I felt the first wave flow into my mouth less than a second later. I was expecting something warm and sweet, but instead got something hot and salty. That salty taste soon made me realize this was not one of my stories where cum is sweet, but a fantasy where the laws of nature still apply. So as soon as my taste buds gorged themselves on his salty semen, my gag reflex forced me to reject the gooey orgasmilk. Coughing, I pulled away, but Beans was still squirting and shot his hot load all over my face.

By the time the final wave flowed out of him, I had gotten the salty taste out of my mouth and was once again horny as hell. Unfortunately, Bean’s cock had shrunk back into his prepuce. If I wanted to feel that large manhood in my soaking wet cunt, I would have to get him aroused again. I braved the taste of him semen and, using my tongue and fingers, I soon forced his cock to make another appearance.

“Fuck me!” I ordered after stripping out of my clothes and getting on all fours before him. Obviously aroused once more, the large canine jumped up. Squeezing my waist between his two front legs, he hopped forward until the tip of his dick pressed up against my labia. There was a moment of silence before he jerked forward, forcing every last inch of his schlong into me.

“FUCK!” I yelled blissfully as I felt all eight inches of dog spear slide past my lower lips. A bark flowed past his lips, as if to say, “You like that, don’t you?”

“Oh yes!” I moaned, “Fuck me!”

And that is exactly what Beans did. Not wasting a second, he started jerking back and forth, forcing his massive canine prick in and out of me. With the cum that still coated his dick and the pre-cum that filled my pussy, he had no trouble forcing his large, red rod all the way into me before pulling it back out, only to start the entire process again a second later.

“Oh god!”

“Oh yes!”

“Oh fuck!”

My moans echoed throughout the apartment as my canine lover fucked the living shit out of me, forcing me to beg for more. This continued for less than a minute before I felt an orgasm build within me. Moments later, I felt the first wave of cum flow up from the depths of my cunt. As luck would have it, that is also the moment my lover’s manhood started to shake and shiver. Moments later, his first wave shot out of his spear. Our two cums mixed together, forming a human/canine cum cocktail that was soon sent squirting out of my cunt. Many more waves followed as I moaned at the top of my lungs.

Unfortunately, I never got to finish my orgasm as a loud bark suddenly snapped me back to reality. Glancing around, I realized I was still seated on the couch. As usual, I was fully clothed and there was not a drop of cum in sight. But I soon forgot about that when I realized Beans was no longer licking himself before me. Another few barks soon echoed from the next room. Turning off the TV, I stood up and followed the barks until I found Beans barking at the door. The wide open door!

“Oh fuck!” I swore as I realized that could only mean one think; Frank had escaped. A quick search of the apartment soon told me I was right.

“Dammit!” I muttered as I realized I had undoubtedly forgotten to close the door when hurrying in with grocery-filled arms.

“I’ll be right back,” I told Beans as I grabbed my jacket and hurried out of the apartment—after making sure to close the door behind me, of course.

“I hope he didn’t wander too far,” I thought as I realized my friend would kill me if I did not find her missing dog. And with that, I started searching…

To be continued…

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Have a horny day,

Barbie Lez