{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"6b2e0048-fd98-4fea-900a-c11a6458dbe5","seriesId":null,"seriesName":null,"currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2022-09-23T09:23:08.906Z","title":"The Craving","slug":"the-craving","shortId":"AzZUVrTs","authorNote":"Written in the first person.","disclaimer":"All characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to any person living or dead is entirely down to the author's perverted imagination. If you want to take a copy and reproduce all I ask is you don't try to pass it off as your own and tell people where you copied it from.","type":"Novella","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"This is a love story with a twist.\nCan a woman who craves dog sex fall in love with a man? \nCan a man who lost a wife who loved their dogs find happiness again?","partCount":3,"parts":[{"partId":"2c3fd947-f99c-4aef-898b-954db1f75b0a","title":null,"summary":"I had never been to 'The Last Stop' pub \nbefore but I knew the exterior layout from research I had d","wordCount":4732,"readTime":24,"number":1,"state":"Published"},{"partId":"aff3da60-2d44-432c-9302-a8474a648dd4","title":null,"summary":"As I pulled up outside Sean's house I was \nstill racked with uncertainty, which as always translated","wordCount":3622,"readTime":18,"number":2,"state":"Published"},{"partId":"03d9d6b3-7a20-4d64-90e8-ea9e8e7222ad","title":null,"summary":"It was strange watching a room where you \nwere sitting appear on-screen, especially when there was s","wordCount":6352,"readTime":32,"number":3,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

I had never been to 'The Last Stop' pub \nbefore but I knew the exterior layout from research I had done before I \ndecided it was suitable for a meeting place. The pub was worse inside \nthan the exterior suggested, with its run-down appearance and its dated \nand faded decorating, but it had a large car park where I could position\n my car perfectly should I need to get away in a hurry. The dark dingy \ninterior was perfect for this clandestine meeting, with tables tucked \naway in corners, and I chose one carefully that gave me a clear view of \nthe door. The locals mainly ignored me and after checking out the \nunfamiliar woman who had ventured into their local went back to their \nsubdued conversations.
\n
\nThe landlord was wary of me at first \nwondering if I was perhaps a prostitute who had decided to venture into \npastures new, though heaven only knows why a prostitute would think they\n could make money from this shithole. A flash of my wedding ring that I \nthen quickly concealed nervously planted an idea in his brain that I was\n there to meet a secret lover and his thought was half true, but at the \nsame time further from the truth than he could ever imagine. I still \nwore my wedding ring, not out of any sentimentality but found that it \ndissuaded some from being too adventurous with their approaches, and for\n others, it was a huge turn-on at the thought I was married.
\n
\nAs I sat there nervously waiting I knew \nwhat I was doing was wrong, immoral and downright illegal but the \ncraving was too strong to resist. Like an addictive drug, once tasted \nyou are hooked for life, and although you may stop for a while the \ncraving never really goes away, it just dies down for a while. Then like\n a demon inside it grows and swells as it takes control of your brain \ndemanding that you satisfy your desires and slake your unquenchable \nthirst.
\n
\nAs soon as he entered the pub I knew it \nwas him, not just from his description of a tall man with a cap and a \nbeard, that could have been half the pub, but from the pair of Great \nDanes that trotted on either side of him. One had a coat of silver-white\n that seemed to shimmer in the flickering light and the other was jet \nblack, so black that his coat almost seemed to shine. He scanned the \nroom and as his eyes reached me he stopped and smiled as he recognised \nme, not only from my description but from the light that burned in my \neyes that were flicking between his two pets.
\n
\nHe ignored me as he ordered a drink from \nthe bar and then casually made his way over to my table in the corner \nbefore sitting down opposite, staying silent for a moment as he studied \nme.
\n
\n\"Your description doesn't do you justice.\"
\n
\nI thought about his words as I recalled \nthe ad I had placed on a very discrete notice board, '30 something woman\n in reasonable shape seeks canine companion for meet and more. Owner not\n to participate but the taking of discrete pictures open for \ndiscussion.'
\n
\nI had got a few replies, most of which \nwere either clearly not genuine or requesting pictures in advance, so \nprobably were fake as well. Then I got a response that not only got my \ninterest but caused my pulse to start racing.
\n
\n'Genuine male with two fully intact \ntrained Great Danes who work together as a pair. No owner involvement \nrequired but would want to make a discrete video of the encounter.'
\n
\nI will tell you here and now, just reading\n that caused my pussy to flood as I thought of not one, but two dogs \neager and willing to cover me, and I knew my fingers would not be enough\n as I started to pen my reply. Opening the bottom drawer of my desk I \ncarefully removed 'Rex' the dog-shaped dildo I had purchased online \nafter my husband had left me a few years before, knowing that it was \ngoing to get a good workout that evening. Placing the suction end on my \nleather chair I removed the last few items of clothing I had on and sank\n down gratefully onto it as I wrote back to him, trying to not sound too\n eager at his offer.
\n
\nAn exchange of emails led to discrete \nchats that progressed to video calls though neither one of us was \nprepared to show our faces. What he did show me were his two boys, and \nas he proudly gripped their dripping red cocks, waving them at the \nscreen, I showed my appreciation by riding the dog dildo, giving him a \nclose-up of me orgasming on it as he muttered words of encouragement. \nSlowly a level of trust had built, cumulating in this meeting, though I \nstill had a few slight tinges of concern.
\n
\n“Before we get started you said you wanted\n this,” said the man placing his passport on the table between us. I \nnodded and picking it up opened the picture page glancing between the \npicture and the man in front of me. \"Sean Harlow,\" I said reading out \nloud his name, before removing my phone from my bag and clicking a \npicture. Then I attached it and sent a text message to a friend as I had\n pre-arranged before I came here. As I waited, turning the passport over\n and over in my hands, I studied his face. I would have put him in his \nmid-fifties and from the way he carried himself when he had entered the \npub, a confident man in good shape. His brown eyes shone and his short \nbeard was more than flecked with grey, as was his hair that was cut in a\n short crop, though it didn't make him look thuggish in any way. A \nsudden thought popped into my head that he was old enough to be my \nfather, and considering what I was about to do I felt myself blushing. I\n was saved from embarrassing myself further by the ping from my phone \nshowing the message was acknowledged. Handing his passport back to him I\n couldn't help a wry smile as I read my friend’s words.
\n
\n‘Can’t say I fancy him myself, but no accounting for taste. Let me know how it goes, here if you need me or want me C xxx.’
\n
\nAs far as Caroline was concerned this was a\n guy I had hooked up with on Tinder, much to her disappointment. As a \nconfirmed lesbian Caroline was always hoping to get me back into bed and\n carry on from where my ex-husband had caught us locked in mutual pussy \nlicking. We had continued our fling for a while after my separation and \neventual divorce, but in the end, it came to a stuttering halt. Not for \nany other reason than I still craved cock which no amount of fingers or \ntoys could replace, though have to admit her tongue did run it very \nclose. We stayed in contact and stayed friends and when I wasn't out \nwith men. or picking up men, we would hook up with her spending the \nnight trying to get into my knickers. On odd occasions, I would succumb \nas her fingers and tongue were a lot more enjoyable than spending an \nevening on my own.
\n
\nI shared everything with Caroline as she \nbecame my closest confidant, well nearly everything, the one thing I \nnever told her about was the dogs. What I did tell her about was my \nhusband's drunken rages when he would try to fuck me, be unable to get \nan erection and then beat me blaming me for it all.
\n
\nIt had started with looking at dog porn \nonline and reading racy stories about women with dogs that I found more \nand more alluring. I had even purchased 'Rex' the massive dog dildo as I\n was unable to have a pet in the small flat I now lived in. I sought out\n and found the underground forums where my desires were commonplace and \nfrom there it was a simple step to using the adverts placed on notice \nboards to hook up with owners. At first, my main worry was about the \nnutters out there, but the passport and text allayed most of those. \nSlowly my fears became more about having my secret life revealed as I \nstill had a respectable job as an office manager in a local immigration \nlaw firm, so pictures were very much banned.
\n
\nThe first time was four years ago with an \nold man who claimed he wanted involvement but that amounted to little \nmore than him wanking himself as his scruffy mongrel took my dog \nvirginity in a lock-up garage. Despite it not being the biggest dog and \nthe old mattress on a concrete floor not being the most romantic setting\n I was hooked. We carried on for another six months on a regular basis \nwith his dog making up for what he lacked in size with pure enthusiasm \nand energy. Sadly, one day while looking forward to our weekly meeting, I\n read on the group notice board that he had passed away suddenly. The \nthought did cross my mind about asking the family if I could still \nborrow his dog but knew it was little more than a joke.
\n
\nFrom there on it was a barren wasteland as\n many of the promising contacts turned out to be false or a waste of \ntime, but on the odd occasion, I would get lucky, although sometimes \nhaving to travel a distance the end result was well worth it. Over the \npast three years, I had a variety of dogs and their owners despite \nalways putting no owner involvement. The only reason I put that was it \ndeterred the fakes, but once I got to know the owner I would often allow\n them to join in, although it was always after their dog had fucked me \nto heaven and back. With some of the larger dogs, I would be open for a \nwhile afterwards so this would sometimes mean anal or oral, neither of \nwhich worried me as I enjoyed both.
\n
\n“So you know my name, what should I call you?” Sean said dragging me back to reality.
\n
\nI thought for a moment then with a smile I said, \"Mary... you can call me Mary as in Mary Poppins.\"
\n
\nHis eyes sparkled with amusement as he studied me, repeating the name under his breath I had given him.
\n
\n\"Well, Mary Poppins. how are we feeling?\"
\n
\nMy head was spinning with lust as I \nswitched my gaze between the two magnificent beasts that were both \nregarding me with growing interest. I suspected that some of their \ninterest would have been caused by catching my scent which I knew must \nbe very strong. I could feel the dampness between my thighs as I shifted\n in the seat and tried to find my voice, but just a squeak came out. \nTaking a sip of the glass of water I replied in a quiet voice.
\n
\n“Eager... very eager.”
\n
\nHe smiled and nodded and then leant \nforward and whispered in a low tone, “The boys haven’t covered a bitch \nin a year so they are equally eager,” then leaning back in his chair \nlaughed loudly as he ruffled their heads with either hand, “aren’t you \nboys?”
\n
\nI swear the two dogs knew exactly what he \nwas talking about as they looked at him, and then me, with their tongues\n hanging out and their tails banging the floor like a pair of drummers \nin perfect synchronisation. The speed of the thumping on the floor \nperfectly matched the beating of my heart which I was sure would burst \nat any moment.
\n
\n\"Well if you are ready then there is no time like the present, shall we go?\"
\n
\nHe stood, and as I followed suit, for a \nmoment my legs buckled and felt weak with anticipation at what was about\n to happen very soon. Following him to his van he put the pair of Danes \ninto the back and held open the door to the passenger seat.
\n
\n\"Unless of course, you would prefer to travel in the back with Ronnie and Reggie and get the party started early.\"
\n
\nHis offer actually tempted me greatly and \nthe thought of speeding through the streets while being humped in the \nback of a van made my already wet pussy start to get even wetter.
\n
\n\"I will drop you back here to collect your\n car later after we have finished the business. As agreed they will fuck\n you in turn while I film. You understand that once they start I will \nnot be able to stop them until they have had their fill.\"
\n
\nI couldn't help myself as I put my hand \nunder my skirt and started to rub myself as he spoke, the thought of the\n Danes taking turns with me was driving me wild.
\n
\nHe ignored me totally, keeping his eyes on\n the road as he went on, \"You can wear a mask as agreed and you will \nhave to trust me that I will give you a copy of the video to do what you\n want with it. I will be keeping my copy for my personal use only and \nhave no intention of posting it or sharing it.\"
\n
\nTo be honest, I couldn't care less about \nthe video, what I wanted was the two times 12 inches of angry red cock \npounding me senseless one after the other. The thoughts running through \nmy head were now so vivid I had to slip a finger inside and couldn't \nhelp the little moan that escaped my lips. I had already decided in my \nhead that he was suitable 'joining in' material and still touching \nmyself brazenly I panted, \"You can have me as well if you want as long \nas it's afterwards.\"
\n
\nOn hearing my words he turned his head slightly and could see what I was doing, causing him to whistle in appreciation.
\n
\n\"You really are craving it, aren't you? \nPerhaps you should have travelled in the back after all. As far as \njoining in, we will see as since I lost my wife a year ago I haven't \ntouched another woman but the boys still need to satisfy their needs. \nNot long to wait.\" As I reflected on his words he turned into an unmade \ncountry lane that was just wide enough to take the van, before he turned\n again through an open gate. \"We are here now.\"
\n
\nI looked up and could see we had arrived \nat what looked like an old static caravan that was tucked away behind a \nclump of trees making it hardly visible from the country lane we had \njust bounced along, let alone from the main road.
\n
\n\"I like to call this my studio. I don't \nlive here but do all my filming here and it's very discrete so you can \nlet rip with any emotions you have.\"
\n
\nAs I got out of the car I could see that \noutside of the caravan there was like a clearing, not cultivated enough \nto be a garden but tidy enough not to be a glade. It was still afternoon\n and the sun was low but hadn't fully set so there was plenty of light.
\n
\n\"Is there enough light for you to film me outside?\" I found myself saying in a croaky voice.
\n
\n\"Sure, if that's your thing,\" then he paused before continuing, \"why not, the boys will fuck you anywhere.\"
\n
\nHe opened the back of the van and the two \nGreat Danes leapt out, their senses heightened as they had caught full \nnostrils of my arousal from the front seat as we had driven to this \nspot. The pair started nudging their noses under my skirt, one from the \nfront and the other behind as they sniffed closer to the source. As they\n sniffed I had already pulled my top over my head and unfastened my bra \nto let my 36B breasts hang free and thrown the two garments back into \nthe seat of the van. These were joined by the wrap-around skirt leaving \nme in just a brief pair of soaked cotton panties. As I leant into the \nvan to find the mask in the small bag I had bought with me and I felt a \nsharp tug followed by a ripping sound as one of the dogs hooked his \nteeth into my panties and tore them away. In my position of half-leaning\n into the van, it had caused me to naturally stick my ass out, which was\n when one of the heavy dogs stuck his head between my thighs causing \nthem to open. The moan of pleasure I let out was loud in my own ears as \nthe long pink tongue rasped across my pussy and slobbered at my juices. I\n managed to pull the half-mask over the top of my head concealing my \neyes and nose but leaving my mouth free before dropping to all fours \nbeside the van.
\n
\nI assumed Sean had started filming though I\n didn't really care that much as there was only one thing on my mind \nnow, to get fucked. I arched myself up to whichever dog was licking me \nto allow him full access to my cunt moaning loudly as the grass tickled \nmy breasts that were being rubbed against the ground. I could feel the \ntwo dogs behind me pushing each other out of the way as they fought to \ngain access to me, making me feel even more wanted. Glancing under my \narm I could see their two cocks were almost fully emerged from their \nfurry sheaths and swinging wildly spraying watery pre-cum across my \nnaked body and the ground. I wished at that moment dogs could talk, or \nat least understand, as I wanted one to take me while I sucked the \nother, but knew there was no point in saying it out loud.
\n
\nThen, almost as if they agreed between \nthem the order, one of them backed away while the other rose up and \nplaced himself on my back. I wouldn't consider myself a lightweight at \n140lb on my 5' 6\" curvy frame as I always prefer to think of it, but the\n dog on my back was at least my weight or more. I felt my arms sag a \nlittle as I braced back against its thrusts and even though it was \nsupporting much of its weight on its hind legs it was still an effort \nnot to collapse onto the floor. The dog was thrusting wildly and I \nfeared that as had happened on other occasions with different dogs, it \nwould lose interest if it could not find its goal.
\n
\nI felt Sean's presence and could see his \nshoes which I noticed in a weird moment of clarity were very highly \npolished. That thought vanished as I felt his hand brush my ass cheeks \nand grasping the dog's waving member placed it at my entrance. The dog \nsensing that it had found its target thrust forward with a mighty shove \nthat would have sent me sprawling had I not been braced. What it did \ninstead was to drive most of its long thick red cock deep into my body \ncausing me to pierce the late afternoon air with a wail of pure lust.
\n
\nLike with humans every dog is different in\n some way, whether it be length or girth but there is one thing they \nshare in common, they all fuck like the end of the world is coming. \nReggie or Ronnie, I had no idea which was which, was no exception and \nwith each thrust, he drove his cock in deeper until I could feel his \nknot banging on my pussy lips. Some dogs move about a lot when they fuck\n others will search for a position and then settle on that for a while, \nbut with the dog currently on my back, its experience showed as it \nbraced and fucked. Still at a breakneck speed and ferocity that I so \nloved but with a determination that seemed to scream that he was nailing\n his bitch.
\n
\nThe orgasm that rushed through me was \nincredible, like nothing I experienced with any human partner. There was\n no regard for me as a lover, I was there to be fucked, nothing more and\n nothing less. As I writhed in orgasm the release of fluids allowed him \nto finally ram his knot home almost causing me to lose consciousness as \nhe started to swell to lock himself inside.
\n
\nThe knot feels like nothing else in this \nworld and until you have experienced it you don't understand how it \nfeels, once you have then you are hooked on that feeling forever. As it \npulsed and throbbed deep inside me I felt the explosion of hot seed \nspraying deep inside my womb that sent me over the top again. The dog \nsettled for a moment as I lay under it whimpering in a non-sensical way,\n drifting in and out of a nirvana-like state of semi-consciousness.
\n
\nThe sharp pain of his tugging bought me \nback to reality and I tried to relax as much as I could to allow him to \npull free. With a mighty effort, he pulled himself free accompanied by a\n fair amount of fluids that spurted out and decorated the grass between \nmy knees. The cool air caressed my pussy that felt as if was on fire as \nit tingled from the savage fucking it had just received. That coolness \nwas cut off as the second dog replaced the first and started to thrust. \nseeking its turn at the new bitch their master had bought them.
\n
\nI have had multiple human partners since \nsplitting with my husband and the sensation of being penetrated for a \nsecond time after a prolonged pounding is very unique, but this was \nanother planet altogether. The Dane found its mark naturally and slammed\n home with such force that I thought the top of my head would surely \ncome off and the contents spread across the field. As with men, all dog \ncocks are varied and even though the same breed, the two dogs cocks were\n different enough to allow me to differentiate. The first dog had felt \nhuge inside and its girth had stretched me to my limits, the second dog \nseemed thinner, though perhaps that was because I was already open. What\n I did feel, was what it lacked in girth it more than made up for in \nlength, though again that could have been due to its eagerness and \nferocity. Within a couple of thrusts, I am sure it penetrated my cervix \nand its pounding jangled my already sensitive nerve endings to a point \nwhere I came almost immediately. The fucking was incessant and simply \nout of this world. It wasn't long before he forced his knot inside me \nand started to pulse and throb as he spurted his seed inside.
\n
\nI lost count of the orgasms and in turn \nlost track of the time but at one point I opened my eyes and could see \nthe sun just starting to set over the distant hills. The sheer beauty of\n the vista coupled with the throbbing pulsing knot inside me made me \nwant to weep with joy.
\n
\nThe second dog pulled free with much less \neffort than his companion allowing me to collapse face down on the \nground mumbling words of thanks to everybody and everything I could \nthink of.
\n
\n\"They haven't finished yet,\" I heard \nSean's disembodied voice say, and his words were accompanied by the \nnudging of a heavy head against my thighs and ass cheeks. Rolling onto \nmy back I opened my legs to allow the silver-white dog full access to my\n pussy which was alive with every nerve ending on fire. The dog lapped \nat me with its coarse tongue and within seconds I was arching up off the\n grass to meet his licks, offering myself like a brazen whore. The black\n dog had moved next to my head and stood perfectly still as it waited \nfor me to take action. It took a moment for it to dawn on me that this \nbeast was trained to perfection and I knew what it wanted, what I \nwanted. Opening my mouth I lifted my head and sucked on the angry red \ntip and was rewarded with a mouthful of his still flowing dog cum, \ntinged with traces of my own juices.
\n
\nOne of the things Caroline had given me \nwas a love for female love juice. Before being with her I had never \nimagined tasting another woman or myself for that matter. After feasting\n on her pussy on more than one occasion I started tasting myself and \nwould often fuck myself to climax with a dildo and then lick the toy \nclean, relishing every drop.
\n
\nThe taste of myself on the dog's cock made\n it even more desirable and I sucked deeply before moving my head and \nlicking the full length of its shaft seeking every drop of myself that I\n could find. The biggest challenge I found myself having was as the \nother dog licked I had to stop sucking until the climax had passed \nbefore I could continue my task for fear of hurting the animal's \nsensitive gland.
\n
\nA soft whistle pierced the noise of the \nlicking and sucking and both dogs lifted their heads before trotting to \nsit by their master's side.
\n
\n\"It's getting dark so we have to stop \nfilming,\" Sean said softly as he regarded my naked form sprawled \nspreadeagled on the grass without any modesty. \"Best you get washed up \nand dressed, then I can take you back to your car. There is hot water in\n the caravan.\"
\n
\nAfter I had made myself a little more \nrespectable I climbed into the passenger seat of the van and allowed the\n euphoria of what I had just experienced to wash over me.
\n
\n\"You would be more than welcome again you \nknow,\" Sean said as he drove along the now dark streets, the two dogs \nquiet in the back, \"Maybe next time we could have dinner, my house is at\n the end of that lane and I am a reasonable cook.\"
\n
\nI had to stifle a giggle. Was this man who\n had just watched me being fucked by both of his dogs asking me on a \ndate? Could this be for real?
\n
\n\"My wife was into dog sex,\" Sean said quietly.
\n
\n\"What happened?\"
\n
\n\"A tragic accident. She was out jogging \nand a joy-rider lost control of a car he had just stolen. He mounted the\n pavement. Killing her instantly.\"
\n
\nHe said nothing more and we continued in silence for a few minutes before I spoke.
\n
\n\"I would love to meet with your boys \nagain, if you want we could make it a regular thing as I often get the \ncraving for dog cock which is never easy to satisfy.\" I smiled as I went\n on, \"and the chance of a free meal as well sounds good to me. I do have\n one question though.\"
\n
\nHis look of concern made me laugh which \nwas a small error as the dog cum that was still inside me slid out. \nLuckily I had brought a sanitary pad in anticipation of such an event.
\n
\n\"Which one is which?\" I said nodding over my shoulder to the two sleeping dogs.
\n
\nHe laughed a beautiful laugh that made me \nrealise that was the first time I had seen him happy since we first met.\n \"Reggie White and Ronnie Black.\" Then he looked at me and winked as he \nsaid \"and they have a very special party trick that maybe next time you \nmight like to explore.\"
\n
\nBefore I could ask what he meant and what \nthis special trick was we had arrived at the pub car park and he pulled \nup next to my car.
\n
\n\"I will send you my address, shall we say 6\n o'clock next Saturday?\" and when I nodded eagerly his face lit up in a \nsmile, \"and bring an overnight bag if you want, and stay the night.\"
\n
\nWith that, he pulled away leaving me with my car keys in my hand and an ever-increasing damp patch between my legs.

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