How to Have Sex with a Dog - Part 5: The Honeymoon
After four days of mind-blowing, orgasm-inducing sex, Barbie Lez—world-renowned trend chaser—was about to graduate Bestiality School. But first she had to demonstrate all that she had learned. Not only would it be her final bestial encounter, but it would be her one chance to tell Candy how she felt. Wondering how it ends? Read all about it in Barbie’s brand new book, How to Have Sex with a Dog. More
After four days of mind-blowing, orgasm-inducing sex, Barbie Lez—world-renowned trend chaser—was about to graduate Bestiality School. But first she had to demonstrate all that she had learned. Not only would it be her final bestial encounter, but it would be her one chance to tell Candy how she felt. Wondering how it ends? Read all about it in Barbie’s brand new book, How to Have Sex with a Dog.
Excerpt from How to Have Sex with a Dog - Part 5: The Honeymoon:
“Close your eyes. I have a surprise for you.”
I hesitated but did as I was asked. Surrounded by darkness, I was able to think clearly for the first time since laying eyes on Candy’s flawless figure. While she clearly enjoyed kissing me, there was no proof that she shared my Sapphic infatuation. She was a very convincing actress. For all I knew, she was only pretending to like me. Perhaps she wasn’t even a lesbian. And, even if she was, there was no way of knowing whether or not she liked me. Of course, I could have asked her, but I was terrified that she would break my heart. So I chose to play along a little longer. If I still had doubts by the time we emerged from The Classroom, I would confront her. Until then, I would sit back and enjoy every second of what I had no doubt would be the single most intense sexual encounter of my entire life.
“You can open your eyes,” said Candy, putting an end to my reflections.
My eyes fluttered open, and I discovered a most unexpected sight. Candy, still naked from head to toe, stood next to a tripod. Atop it stood a video camera. It was aimed right at me.
“W-what’s that for?” I asked. I hated being filmed. It’s why I had become a writer instead of an actress. Also, because I had no interest whatsoever in being recognized wherever I want. Even as a writer, I met quite a few fans.
“I thought we could make a honeymoon video,” explained Candy. “I may even include clips of it in our wedding video. That way all our friends and family can see just how much fun we had.”
That explained why there were no holograms. Candy would not only be filming my final sexual encounter, but she would also be showing it to the people closest to me. At least that was what she wanted me to believe. I prayed it was merely a part of the theme because the last thing I wanted was for my friends and family to see me having sex with…
I suddenly realized something. If Candy was filming, who would I be having sex with? Of course, there was the possibility that Candy would join me once more and let the tripod take care of supporting the camera, but I had a feeling that wouldn’t be the case. Still, it was worth asking.
“Will you be my partner?” I asked hopefully.
Candy’s lips curled into a smile, but she shook her head. “I’m the cameraman,” she explained. “Your partner for this scene will be”—she paused long enough to whistle—“this sexy animal.” A large dog trotted into the room just as the final word left her lips.
“Wow!” I gasped at the sight of the massive canine. Not only was he massive, but he also had the largest member I had ever seen.
I took a moment to study the imposing canine. His fur was a mix of black and white. His ears sagged, giving him an almost sad demeanor, yet his tail wagged in excitement. His musculature was quite imposing, but I constantly found myself coming back to his shaft. It was just so… big.
I wonder if I can take it all, I found myself thinking.
“Do you think you can take it all?” asked Candy. Clearly, she was thinking the same thing as me. I was still a little disappointed that I wouldn’t actually get to have sex with Candy, but the prospect of having sex with such a well-endowed lover helped ease the pain. Speaking of pain…
“I don’t know,” I told my fake wife. “But I’m willing to find out.”
Candy’s lips curled into a smile.
“In that case,” she said, “let’s get started. Three. Two. One. Action!”
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