The Barbie Lez Fantasies - Week 47: The Interspecies Threesome (Part 2) - Sex Stories

The Barbie Lez Fantasies - Week 47: The Interspecies Threesome (Part 2)

Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-46”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… I had just been snapped back to reality by my friend’s dog. But already, another powerful fantasy was growing within me. Unlike the first, this one would involve the studly canine that stood in the doorframe. And a lot of bestial sex. But I could not give in to my perverse imagination just yet. There was something I had to do first. Momentarily shaking the arousal from my body, I tore my gaze from the large animal and instead focused on my friend. She lay passed out on her bed. Unlike in my fantasy, she was still fully dressed. But that was about to change. I am not quite sure why I did what I did next. Perhaps it was a result of the arousal that coursed ...

... through my veins. Or maybe it was because I truly cared for my friend. Whatever the reason, I focused on my passed out friend and started removing her clothes. Do not get me wrong, it was not like I was about to take advantage of her. I just did not want to let her pass the entire night in her clothes. So I removed both her top and her skirt. But I left her underwear on. I may have been aroused, I was not a pervert. Once she was down to her skivvies, I manage to roll her over and pull aside the covers. I then rolled her over once more and she was ready for bed. Well, almost. First, I took a good long look at her beautiful figure. When I felt like enough of a creep, I pulled the covers over her and headed out of the room, making sure to close the door behind me. The dog followed me out and did not leave my side until I reached the living room. I considered heading back home, but the arousal that coursed through my veins at the sight of my sleeping friend made me reconsider. I took a seat on the couch to think things through. My first thought was that I should return home and take care of my arousal the good old fashioned way. My second thought was far different. My friend’s dog had joined me on the couch. His body lay next to me while his head resting in my lap and I could feel of his hot breath on my crotch. Of course, there was a layer of jeans in the way, but his warm breath was still enough to convince me to stay. Moments after making up my mind, I felt a powerful fantasy ...