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Beastiality Stories

Beastiality

Beastiality is the practice of sex between humans and non-human animals.

Related terms: zoosexuality, zoophilia, zoophile.

Sex Story: Bernard

"Bernard"

Sex Story: Bless me Father, for I have sinned

“Bless me Father, for I have sinned…..”

Awakening.

Sex Story: Buffy

This is one of my favourite stories. It has proved to be very popular where ever it has appeared and has produced lots of comment. I really enjoyed writing this one, I think it tells.
I hope you enjoy this effort to entertain. Your comments are the only reward an author gets and is more valuable than money.
Buffy is from the upper classes of the UK. She has very definite ideas about what it is she wants to do on film.

Buffy.

Sex Story: Cabury in service

"Cadbury in Service"
Jenny dangled her unadorned legs over the edge of the bed, her slippers had fallen off and landed on the carpeted floor, silently, one across the other. Her thoughts raced and anticipation mounted with each thump of her heart, as it quickened and hammered faster in her chest.

Sex Story: First experience

First experience.

I thought I would share our experience with you. Please let me know what you think.

Our introduction to bestiality came about purely accidentally. As these things often happen, until it occurred, I had never given a thought to including an animal in sex play, but when it presented its self, the result was to be life changing.

Sex Story: Fortunes of war

Fortunes of war

Packed earth crunched beneath her hands and knees. Her torn and ravaged body shuddered and continued to leak the cumulative essences of hers and the horse’s sexual organs. She stayed quite still, head hanging down and reeling, waiting for sufficient recovery and the strength to return enough so that she could once again stand, once again look up and study the faces of the crowd.

Sex Story: Genetic modification

Genetic Modification

Today was to be the day. All of the tests, the hypotheses and fights with ethical groups had been, either worked out with scenarios considered, probed and prodded, or just discarded. Elaine, or just Laney to her group of friends, was ready. A small thrill of fear and doubt coursed through her, but she pushed it to one side and revelled in the luxury of the no expense spared comfortable room.

“Hi Laney, would you like anything?” The mechanical and electronically filtered voice of Trisha came from nowhere and everywhere at the same time.

Sex Story: Home alone

Home Alone.

The world, on the other side of the glass, was suffering; buffeted and sodden. Gales had been lashing for the better part of two days. High winds had whipped the pines into thrashing wands, stripping the remaining pine cones to fall to the ground with little thuds, barely audible above the cacophony of the storm. Black, scudding clouds shrouded the landscape, creating bizarre, moving shadows of dark over dark, blotting out the usual features of the pine forest.

Sex Story: Jane's safari Chapter one

Jane’s Safari

Chapter one

Before this tale unfolds, I am aware that a fully grown and sexually mature gorilla has a dick about three inches or less in length. However, this is a story, based in fantasy, carrying licence to make it up as I go along. So just sit back, relax and let your imagination fill in the blanks; enjoy my friends.

Sex Story: Lisa

Lisa

I suppose that it was pure chance, a lucky throw of the dice, and a case of right time, right place, in which I met Lisa. The circumstances were hardly usual; in fact shock was possibly the first reaction she evinced from me. Definitely, shock. Intrigue and wanton lust also added to the brew of emotions that she caused. The experience of her was a life-changing event, one that would never ever diminish in the memory and would alter my perspective on life from that time onwards.

Sex Story: Mated with Bruno.

Mated with Bruno

Before you tell me, I know it can’t happen. I know it is an impossibility to breed, but call it poetic licence, call it fantasy, but whatever you call it, enjoy and forget the physics for a while.

His powerful forelegs clamped her heaving hips in a tight embrace pulling her to his furred underbelly and preventing her release. With each thrust of his canine hips, his cock drove deeper into her belly causing her to whimper with the pain of having this monstrous dog cock search out the neck of her womb.

Sex Story: Meeting of minds

Meeting of Minds

by Styxx.

He padded into the room, paused and glanced at the people, who stared back at him with baleful looks. The room held three strangers; his mistress and a fourth, shadowy figure in an alcove that he couldn't quite make out. His olfactory senses informed him of the charged atmosphere. Mingled with the familiar aroma of sex and pheromones was apprehension, even a little fear. The perfumes worn by them did little to hide the musk of sweat and aroused glandular activity. His nose told him of these things, it never lied.

Sex Story: Moon Phases

Moon phases.

Six months earlier.

It was at a beach party that Jack was turned. Someone, an acquaintance, invited him and a few bottles, to the dunes on the South Kentish Sea front near Dungeness.

As usual, he drank a bit too much, but he was sure afterwards, that his drink was spiked. Certainly, he had a metallic taste in his mouth the next morning and a monumental headache, the like he had never experienced before. He was also quite photosensitive to the point of almost being blinded by the sunlight.

Sex Story: My first time

My first time

(a dog’s initiation)

“Ah, I remember it like it was yesterday”

The old dog lowered his greying muzzle onto his forepaws, eyes unfocused and milky with cataracts. His ears hung like limp washing, a sigh escaped from relaxed jowls as he recalled the memories. What had been brick-red fur was now faded, but offered warmth and protection to the young pup, who listened and waited for his mentor to relate the tale.

Sex Story: Rambo

RAMBO.

Or

A day in the life of a sheepdog.

Oh! Fuck this, thought Rambo. Rain was hitting him like miniature scythes, bouncing off of his head and back, running into his eyes, dripping of his black and white coat, matting his fur into sodden strands that looked like a Rastafarian hair do. A cold wind kept blasting him from any directions it felt like and it was as much as he could do to keep from shivering to bits.

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