The Barbie Lez Fantasies - Week 44: Late Night Doggy Style - Sex Stories

The Barbie Lez Fantasies - Week 44: Late Night Doggy Style

... in sight. However, that did not mean he was not there, it just meant I could not see him. Yet… So I continued to run, throwing the occasional glance over my shoulder. Don’t get me wrong. It is not like I am afraid of dogs, but the barks I had heard seemed to be long to quite a large dog. And since there was no one in sight, if he decide to attack me, there would be no one to help me. So I ran a little faster and stayed vigilant. Another minute went by before I heard the third bark. This one was even closer than the last. And since I had made it halfway across the park, it was clear he was following me. Unfortunately, there was nothing I could do but keep on running. So I ran. Fast. As most people, my mind went to the worst case scenario and I imagined a huge dog chasing me. But because of my overdeveloped imagination, the dangerous canine did not remain trapped inside my mind. Instead, it came to life, taking the form of a fantasy. Before I could even figure out what was happening, the real world had faded and was replaced by an identical fantasy one. I was still running, but unlike in real life, a huge, deadly canine was now chasing me. I peered over my shoulder and realized he was closing in on me. I ran faster, but that did no good as my pursuer had the advantage of having four legs. Eventually, he got so close that I decided to change tactics. Veering off the beaten path, I cut through a flowerbed and darted down a hill. Unfortunately, my escape plan backfired. Tripping ...

... on a lump of grass, I lost my footing and tumbled down the hill. By the time I reached the bottom, my pursued was upon me. I lay flat on my stomach as I struggled to keep the world from spinning. After a second, it did and I got to my hands and knees. But that was as far as I got before the large canine made his move. “Fuck!” I gasped in a mixture of surprise and fear when I felt him mount me. He was now squeezing my waist with his two front legs and using his hind ones to jerk back and forth, forcing something long and hard to grind against my ass. I did not even have to look to see what it was. His dick. I struggled to break free, but my attacker continued to grind his cock against me. It was hard to tell, but I got the feeling the more her grinded, the longer his cock got. I was starting to seriously freak out when I realized something. “Oh my god!” I gasped as I realized I did not actually want him to stop. I was enjoying the feel of his cock-hard manhood rubbing against my ass. Instantly, I calmed down and let him proceed. Unfortunately, my jogging pants were keeping him from attaining penetration. So I decided to take control of the situation. “STOP!” I yelled. My voice was so powerful that the horny canine instantly froze. “Down!” I ordered. Immediately, he dismounted me and just stood there, docile as a lamb. I was stunned by this unexpected turn of events, but decided to take full advantage of it. The plan was to pull down my pants and let my lover take advantage of ...