WWA: K9 Unit

Grace has experienced some pleasures with her dog, but not the numb-fucking that she desires. She hopes WWA (Women with Animals) can help her.

It wasn’t a phase. It was a complete and sexy passion that Grace had with her beloved dog, Brutus. First, it started off with simple petting, which turned into some kissing. It eventually escalated into Brutus eating Grace out into the wee hours of the night. And on some days, when Brutus was tired of being on the giving end, he’d dominate Grace completely and fuck her mouth like the dog bitch she was.

But he never fucked her. Grace was too unsure how. She’d had sex before, sure, but she never got on all fours for anyone except her ex. Still, she wanted to experience it. Experience sex like a dog bitch. Completely dominated by the strength of her sexual companion. Having her pussy filled with his entire knot and his entire load being exported into her awaiting uterus. Having her baby making organs lined with his potent sperm.

And that’s how she ended up here, at WWA: K9 Unit.
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Grace entered the building; a simple white brick with black doors and ceiling-to-floor open windows. She looked at the windows puzzled. What if someone were to see, she thought. What we are doing, is in fact, illegal…

She heard the door close behind her and went to the receptionist’s desk. No one was there. She rang the bell on the desk, and a soft ring echoed through the empty room.

She took this time to look around. Her eyes found a large waiting room, with magazines and coasters loitering on the coffee table. A beige loveseat and couch took up the rest of the waiting area.

“Can I help you?”

Grace whipped her head around, startled at the new voice.

“Yes,” she said unsure.

The receptionist in front of her smiled slightly.

“First time,” she asked, looking Grace up and down.

“Is it that obvious,” Grace asked laughing slightly.

“Very,” the receptionist winked. “Follow me.”

The receptionist lifted a portion of the desk and allowed Grace through. The receptionist led Grace behind a trap opening just behind a picture frame of a very sexy woman and a…wolf?

The two of them proceeded into the trap opening, the picture frame closing behind them with an audible click. It was pitch black.

“Just keep walking straight,” said the receptionist. “The automatic lights will turn on by body heat.”

Grace proceeded forward one step before the automatic lights came on. Her eyes adjusted a bit. She looked at the receptionist.

“What’s your name,” she asked.

“Debbie,” the receptionist smiled at her. “Yours?”

“Grace.”

“Is that your real name,” Debbie asked.

“Yes,” Grace looked at her puzzled. “Is Debbie not your real name?”

“Goodness no,” Debbie laughed. “We use alternative names here just in case the Feds or something decides to scope the place out. That way, everyone’s protected and there’s no record.”

“So should I create a fake name,” Grace asked.

“Yes, it’ll keep your identity safe,” Debbie smiled. “Plus, having a fake name gives you a new identity here.”

The women eventually stop at a black door, very inconspicuous to someone who doesn’t understand what’s going on, but obvious to someone who came here with the same purpose as Grace did. Debbie takes a key out and unlocks the door, and nothing could prepare Grace for what she sees.

All along the walls, there are erotic pictures of different kinds of women with different kinds of dogs in different sex positions. A video of a woman riding her dog reverse cowgirl-style plays on the 85’ TV in the middle of the wall. Her moans can be heard from the TV and the squishy sound of her pussy on the canine’s dick echoes around. Watching a portion of the video makes Grace’s pussy ripple with anticipation. Her nipples poke through the tight crop top she’s wearing. Her tummy coils with heat, the need to be finally mounted and fucked like a dog bitch whose only purpose is to breed.

It’s not long before a woman enters the room. Grace looks at her closely…it’s the same woman in the poster with this wolf-like K9. She looks even more gorgeous up close.

She’s wearing a tight crop top, something like Grace’s; but the front has a zipper-like tie that is like a corset. She’s wearing a short, flared skirt that barely covers her ass. Her shapely legs are adorned in lacey stockings that stop just mid-thigh with black heels.

“You’re new here,” the woman asks Grace.

Grace can only help but nod.

“Take a seat please,” the woman smiles, her hand gesturing to the sofas that Grace didn’t notice before. The echoes of pleasure from the woman on the TV still fill the room.

Grace sits down on one of the sofas, Debbie sits on the adjacent one, and the woman sits on the sofa opposite. The woman crosses her leg over the other.

“So,” the woman starts off. “What’s your name?”

Grace is about to answer, but she remembers her conversation with Debbie prior.

She hesitates before saying, “Skarlett.”

Debbie hides her smile, remembering their conversation in the hallway.

“So, Skarlett,” the woman starts off. “I’m Yvette, and I’m the owner and trainer of this building.”

“Nice to meet you,” Grace replies.

Yvette looks at Grace for a few seconds.

“Do you have any experience,” Yvette asks, her eyes darkening at the thought of some doggy sex.

“Sort of,” Grace responds. She then proceeds to explain her exploration and the beginning of K9 sex, her experience with Brutus, and how she has not yet been fucked like a breeding bitch.

“Well, you’ve come to the right place,” Yvette laughs. “This facility specializes in K9, and we’ll teach you everything you need to know.”

“Tell me,” Debbie begins, “how attached are you to Brutus?”

“He was my dog from childhood,” Grace says. “So attached as a girl with a pet can be.”

“Only because he’s your family pet,” Yvette asks.

“Yes,” Grace looks at her. “I don’t want to be emotionally involved with the animals I fuck in the future. Of course, I’ll take care of them and make sure we’re both safe and receive pleasure, but I’m not into anything else besides that. It’ll be a good fuck for both of us.”

“Excellent,” Yvette smiles. “The animals here are a certain number, so a lot of the girls must share. We don’t want any jealousy or other issues to come up. You’ll be trained, fucked, and placed back into civilization with the tools necessary to be bred without supervision. None of the girls here are emotionally involved and we plan to keep it that way.”

“Understood,” Grace replies.

“Any questions,” Debbie asks.

“Yes,” Grace smiles. “What does WWA stand for?”

“Women with Animals,” Yvette says.

“We specialize in the K9 unit, which means dogs,” Debbie finishes off.

“There are different units,” Grace asks curiously.

“Yes, very much so,” Debbie says. “We kept the organization very general, hence ‘Women with Animals,’ so it can branch and specialize into different things. We have a wolf unit, a horse unit, pigs, you name it.”

“Now,” Yvette claps her hands together. “Let’s get you started.”

Yvette brings her one leg down and Grace can see the minuscule black panty that brushes against her supple flesh. Yvette uses her hand to push the panties to the side. She gives a whistle and a dog, a mix between a poodle and a rottweiler enters the room and heads straight to Yvette’s glistening pussy. The dog eats her out as if it’s his last meal. Yvette’s moans are mixed with the woman on the TV and it’s the most erotic thing Grace has ever heard.

Grace bites her lip, hesitating before dipping her hand into her jeans and rubbing her juices along the lips and clit. Grace leans back, seeing Yvette’s legs in the air while the dog is fucking her cunt with his mouth.

Grace can’t help but think of herself under that dog. Being licked, sucked, and fucked by a dog’s tongue. The rough abrasions from the tongue edging her closer to an orgasm.

Grace feels her jeans and panties come off. Her eyes fly open to see a very lustful Debbie in front of her crotch. Grace’s leg’s part open automatically. Debbie’s eyes are locked with Grace’s while her tongue does a long lick from her vaginal opening to the clit. Debbie sucks Grace’s clit into her mouth and a breathy moan is released from Grace’s lips. Debbie sucks on Grace’s clit harder after that. Grace’s hips lift automatically. Debbie hums in response, the vibration on her pussy causes Grace’s eyes to roll to the back of her head.

Debbie pulls away from Grace’s pussy, a bit of drool and Grace’s pussy juices still on Debbie’s face. Debbie gives her own whistle, and another dog comes trotting out of the dog door. It immediately goes to Grace’s waiting pussy and first sniffs, unfamiliar with the new scent. Then ever so slowly, the dog begins to lick from the vaginal opening to Grace’s clit. Grace’s legs bend and come close to her chest.

The dog is finally eating her out the way Brutus does. Quickly and without stopping. His tongue is rougher than Brutus, and Grace can’t help but melt further into the couch. Grace’s hands go towards her ass cheeks, parting them and exposing her puckered asshole. The drool from Debbie and the dog, plus Grace’s cunt juice drips down to her asshole, the feeling so foreign and sensitive, Grace can’t help her loud moaning.

The dog keeps eating at Grace’s pussy, lapping away at the sweet-tasting juices that flow out of it. The dog manages to stick his tongue in Grace’s vagina hole, tongue fucking her like the slut she is. Grace’s moans are inaudible now. Her eyes are closed, and her back is arched in ecstasy.

On the other couch, Yvette moans one last time as her orgasm approaches and her dog laps away at the substance flowing out of her cunt. She drops her legs on the floor, sits up from her slouching position, and kisses the dog on the nose. The dog licks Yvette’s face. Yvette’s mouth automatically opens for the dog’s tongue to meet hers. They kiss for a few seconds before Debbie leads the dog back to the doggy door.

By now, all the girls are naked, and Grace has finally reached her orgasm. It’s an intense one, more intense than she’s ever experienced before. Grace stays in her position even after Debbie escorts the dog away.

Yvette smirks at Debbie, a knowing look in her eyes.

“Get on all fours,” Yvette says to Grace.

Grace wastes no time, getting onto all fours with her ass high up in the air and her face flat on the carpeted floor. Yvette stands behind Grace, her fingers feeling Grace’s pussy, before she gives it a soft smack. The pressure sends jolts of lightning towards Grace’s clit. A sharp moan passed through her lips.

Yvette whistles again, and a different dog than the first two appears.

“Up,” Yvette pats Grace’s ass with her fingertips.

The dog mounts Grace’s form, his hips already thrusting with impatience.

“You ready Skarlett,” Yvette asks. It took Grace a moment to realize that she had given a fake name.

“Yes,” came Grace’s reply. She was so ready. She’s been ready since the first time Brutus ate out her cunt and found out about women having sex with dogs. She’s been ready since the first time she orgasmed at the thought of her being a dog’s bitch and only being bred for hours on end. She’s been ready since the first time she brought a werewolf dildo and she stuffed it in her pussy, she climaxed automatically. Yeah, she was ready.

“Okay,” came Yvette’s breathy moan.

Yvette guided the dog’s cock to Grace’s awaiting pussy, the dog still jackhammering away in Yvette’s small hand. Once the dog felt Grace’s warm heat radiating off her pussy, he wasted no time and plunged his dick into her.

The force from the dog pushed Grace slightly forward, the movement brushing her hard nipples against the harsh carpet. The dog kept up his pace, pounding away at Grace’s warm flesh. Grace’s moans got louder with each thrust. The feeling of a dog dick felt so familiar yet foreign to Grace.

The dog kept at it, pounding Grace until his tip reached the walls of her uterus. Each thrust hit the uterus wall, the bits of pre-cum coating Grace’s insides. She couldn’t believe it; she was being fucked by a dog. She loved every minute of it. Her nipples softly brushed the carpet every now and then, adding to the erotic stimulation her body was experiencing.

The dog’s thrusts were getting sloppy now, the bulge at the base of his dick getting bigger and harder. He plunged harder each time, trying to lodge the knot into his bitch’s perfect pussy. Grace’s eyes were watering with the force of the dog’s thrusts, the knot somewhat sliding into her birthing canal. With a few more thrusts, the dog’s knot was fully in Grace.

She groaned slightly at the discomfort, never feeling so full in her life. She could feel bursts of hot cum spurting into her awaiting uterus. The heat of the cum, along with her rippling pussy and throbbing clit produced another orgasm that sucked the knot further into its depths.

The dog was panting now, feeling the aftermath of their sex session and cuming into his bitch like there is no tomorrow. Grace and the dog remain tied like that for almost an hour, the dog’s knot reassuring that his bitch will have his puppies.

The knot slowly decreases in size, coming out of Grace’s used pussy with a loud pop. Some of the dog’s jizz flows out of Grace’s hole, the white cream oozing out of her slowly. Yvette quickly takes a brand-new anal dildo, plunging it right into Grace’s pussy.

“Feel that beautiful hot cum swish inside you,” Yvette says, patting Grace’s pussy-dildo. Grace moans in response, the feeling of the dildo in her pussy makes her mind spin. The only thing she wants is to be fucked again. This time harder, bigger. She wants more cum to add to her pussy. Grace’s face is still flat on the carpeted floor, her ass still high in the air. Her body still relishes that lustful experience, and she can’t wait for more.

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