Chapter 4
Animals & Analism
Only in one field is it extremely difficult to persuade a man or woman to admit and relate at length their experiences. This lies in the area of intimate sexual behavior with animals or feathered creatures. Rare indeed is the bestialist who is willing to cooperate fully. However, now and then, one comes along who is not only ready to relate sexual practices in this line, but is almost proud of the conquests.
One such case was the following testimony from a 22 year old artist in Amarillo, Texas:
CASE HISTORY:
"I met this nice-looking doll on an exterior job I was contracted for on a twelve-unit apartment. The interior needed it just as badly, but the owner didn't want to put the money in. I could see it was tight money, so I didn't argue. I got half my fee before I started. I've been signed before on this kind of project.
"Anyway, when I saw the nice chick who lived on the ground floor, I figured I just might find some little extras on the job to help make the work go easier. My hunch was right. I don't think I had even painted half of a wall before she was asking me if I wanted to share her lunch. I played it cool and acted like I wasn't eager. Then, I graciously accepted her invitation and went in. We had a couple cans of beer and she fixed some bologna sandwiches. She was wearing a play suit. Every time she crossed her legs, I wanted to play. She caught me looking at her thighs a couple of times and she didn't mind. We finished eating and she asked if I was still hungry. I figured I'd find out fast how things stood. I told her I was still not satisfied. She asked what else I wanted. I looked her in the eye and said she was what I really needed to top my lunch off. She smiled and moved to me so I could unbutton her top. I had that play suit off in about two seconds. She wasn't wearing pants ... just a bra. I had that off in a hurry, too. I started sucking her nipples and she loved it. She led the way to her divan and lay down. I never took my lips from her breast even as she slowly walked us to the scene of battle. After a bit, she took my dong out and played with it. Then, she told me to strip so we could enjoy it all the way. I got out of my work jeans in two seconds fast. Naked, I locked her in my arms and she really felt good. She was soft, but not sloppy soft. I ran my hands all over her ass and she liked that better than when I chewed on her boobs. She ran her hands around my dong and balls and kept murmuring all the time.
"I finally got set to stick it in, but she held back. I couldn't figure it out. She seemed so damn ready till then. 'Where's the fire, honey?' She kidded me a little. 'Let's not rush it!' Turned out she wanted a little sixty-nine first. Me, I'm not too much for hair pie, but anything for a lady; so I got in the right position with her and we began eating each other. She was a real goer. She moaned and groaned all the time I was muffing her. Every so often, she'd take my dong out of her mouth and sort of blow her breath on the head of it. I never did figure out that move. Maybe she wanted to cool it when she thought I was getting too horny.
" 'Okay, now stick it up my twat," she finally got around to it. I was ready, believe you me and I hopped on in the regular way. I started humping and pumping like there was no tomorrow and she kept doing her best to slow me down. But I was hotter'n a stove pipe and I hammered away. All of a sudden, I shot my load. Man, I went off like a guided missile! I felt pretty good, but then I saw she was sore as hell. I couldn't figure it. 'Damn you!' She really yelled. 'What's with you, anyway? Couldn't you wait a couple seconds? I wanted you to shove it up my ass, too!'
"Well, I didn't see no cause to get all riled up and I started telling her so. But she was really burned and cut me off cold. 'Look, I gotta have more and I gotta have it fast!' My dong was limp as a wet johnnycake and I wasn't sure whether I ought to go down on her with my tongue to keep things homey or what. She solved the whole damn problem fast. She went to the bedroom door and opened it and out comes a mean-looking Doberman dog. Luna will take care of what I want!' She dropped to her hands and knees and the dog headed right up like he'd been around the old block before. He sniffed her pussy a little and then got up on his hind legs as he moved his stinger up to where it could do the most good. I figured it was going into her snatch, but this doll put her hand back and steered it into her ass instead! That dog knew what to do. He humped away and then I could see by the twitch in his butt that he was shooting off good. He was done, but the doll held him inside of her. If he moved to back off, she'd yell a sharp order and he held tight. He was trained good. I couldn't figure none of it out. I asked why she was still down when it was all over. 'I can see you never had a dog's dick up your ass,' she said. 'They can push it in real easy, but when he really gets it up good, a big swelling comes up in the middle and he can't pull it out without practically busting a mainspring. After it all goes down, then it eases out nice and smooth.' She stayed down for another few minutes and when finally it was okay, she began easing the dog's dong out. I had to admit to her this was a new one on me. She said if I stuck around with her for any length of time I'd learn lots of new tricks.
"I never thought I'd play second fiddle to a damn dog, but that's the way it went with us. She'd get me really steamed up and no matter how hard I'd try not to come, it would blow sooner or later. Then, she'd look at me in kind of a disgusted way and old Luna would be called in to take over. She always had it in the bung-hold for the big finale, but she did go through different buildups. And she would do it with him on the divan, on the floor and the bed.
"Her system on the bed was to lay on her back with her thighs spread out like a picnic lunch. Luna, he'd hop up and then ease his long, mean-looking snout down and start licking her pussy. After it was all oiled up for the run, she would draw him up to her tits and she let him nibble there a bit before she eased his gong into her snatch. She'd wrap her legs around his butt and pull him in and out good. His snout was up to her face and she'd kiss him while they were screwing. But before he could shoot his load, she would slowly and carefully work his dong out. As loose as her hole was, she had to do it with a lot of caution on account of the big ball he had in the middle of the dong. Then, she would work it into her rear. And that took even more doing. But she'd get it all the way in and then she'd start gasping and groaning while Luna hammered away.
"Once I sneaked up on old Luna when he was humping away and I started putting the head of my dong into his hole; but he got sore and started growling and I think the bastard would have bitten my head off if I didn't stop. I used to hate myself standing around watching this doll get it from her dog. But I put two and two together and I figured she was a mixed-up nut. She liked it in the bunghole best. So, why not let her have it that way? I started screwing her exclusively in the butt and she was a whole lot happier. Me, I sort of liked to experiment and do it all kinds of ways; but she was always impatient and only after I was headed down the old dirt road did she really get her full kicks.
"But she still had to drag the damn mutt into the act. And that's how all the trouble began. The day we got raided and the cops made all that fuss for me was all her fault. I was humping her in the butt on the floor. All of a sudden, she got this great idea. 'Look, you keep giving it to me and I'll have Luna give it to you!' I didn't cotton too much to this. I had no use for that dog nohow. And he had no use for me. But she was stubborn. And I was horny. So I let her set it up. She had Luna in and he was sniffing me right away. He was the horniest dog I ever saw! Pretty soon, I felt his big dong working up into my can. Now, I've been cornholed before, but never by a dog!
"Like I said, this middle of the dog's dong gets awful big. And I had no real idea just how big till it started swelling even bigger inside my butt. All of a sudden, it started hurting like crazy. I was scared the damn dog was gonna rupture my insides. I made my mistake then. I tried to get him out of me. I backed off from the doll and then the dog panicked. He started growlin' and biting! He ripped a hole in my shoulder that took six stitches to close. All hell broke loose! Howling! Biting! Growling! Screaming! Yelling! By the time the cops busted in, the place was a wreck and so was I. I was bleeding from about a dozen slashes from that damn dog's fangs. Lucky, the rabies tests proved he was okay. But the wounds took seven weeks to heal up. And I figure I'm gonna have me about three-four scars on my back to carry the rest of my life.
"So, if anybody ever decided he's gonna get tangled up romantic-wise with a dog, I got one word of solid advice to give him: Don't!"