Lose Yourself

A mere story on one of my biggest regrets in life and repeating it now on a sex story website- Have at it, folks.

Back around 2020 when I was about 12 or 13 years old, my step dad brought home a beautiful Siberian Husky which he brought from a couples house. For context, my step dad was a delivery driver and delivered packages all over our province, and this particular receiver was a family with a husky. The dog would walk my dad back and forth to the gate and my dad was in awe of him (the dog). This goes on for a few months, the family had another child and they weren’t paying attention to the dog anymore so they said, “if you want him, you can have him.”
Whatcha know? My step dad took his leash and we had a dog since.

Anyway, it was about six months later and I had gotten used to the new pet, which I named Damien, and it was a fairly normal owner-pet relationship until I was left home alone with him during the summer. I was a sexually aware and curious kid, so I often masturbated in my room pretty frequently and kept quiet about it. Like most horny teenagers, I watched porn and hentai until this one day in august I discovered Zoophilia porn, I was very grossed out and disgusted by it, yet it lingered in my head for a long time, especially when my dog would usually lick my fingers after supper if I had gravy or food in my hand, which I took notice on how his tongue felt like. It’s like a cat’s but softer and gentle.
These thoughts keep bothering me to the point I began fantasizing about Damien licking me and I knew I could do it whenever I wanted because he often sleeps in my room on the floor and my parents room was on the other side of the house, I kept telling myself to stop thinking about it over and over for months.
However, around Christmas time, I was home alone again when my parents went to a Christmas party at my aunts so I was alone with my dog, like usual. However, I remember sitting down in the living room watching a movie where my dog was sat beside me, cuddling into my side.
I wanted to. I knew it was wrong.
Yet I also kept thinking about his tongue and then how wet I was feeling in my underwear, so I thought to myself, “im sorry.” And got the dog down onto the floor, slowly taking my underwear off and spreading my legs for him.
First, Damien is stunned and just looks at me, turning away but I was insistent, patting myself to get his attention. That didn’t work so I went and grabbed the peanut butter since thats what I seen people use, took a little into my hand and smeared it over where my clitoris is.
Damien noticed the jar and came back over to which I said, “Damien, look.” Patting myself again— finally, he sniffed a little and began licking. My face was burning up and I had never felt so much guilt in my life, yet I stayed there and watched him, feeling his tongue seep between my lips and hitting my clit from below. Although saddened on the outside, I was ecstatic on the inside and wanted more.

At this point, I was moaning a little, making small noises here and there while nearly panting as I kept watching him lick until he had gotten most of the peanut butter gone, and I put more there, but smeared more between my lips and that really had me going. I did this for about 20 minutes, and during that time frame, I probably climaxed twice or more, I’m not totally sure how a climax feels but I do know it sent aching pleasures in my pelvis afterwards. I stopped when I got a call from my mom saying she was coming home now.

Occurrence happened two months later, in February after school. I felt so guilty after the first time, I couldn’t bring myself near the dog unless I was feeling and stopped letting him lick my fingers. This time he was in my room, sleeping and my parents were out in the living room. They didn’t usually check on me, so I did it again. Sitting on the edge of my bed with no panties, called him up and used the Nutella from those small Nutella snacks, repeating it again but moving my hips in motion to his tongue, slowly. As I gripped into the sheets with a pair of clean panties in my mouth to muffle myself. His tongue would go down to my asshole, that felt good too. But I mostly liked it when he licked my pussy from how wet and horny I got from it.
There were times, Damien would’ve entered my vagina a little, that excited me more. Soon enough, I got down on the floor with him, leaning against my bed and smeared a little on my neck, taking off my shirt and placing some on my nipples, he licked that off too. I was in fucking heaven, especially when I felt my nipples being pushed in. I wished it could never end.
It was almost an hour later, I had came quite a few times again that were luckily muffled. Before turning to my dog for masturbating, I used to use hair brush handles, the end of a pool stick, and even a thick makeup rush handle, that gave me another idea.
I laid down on the floor with Damien still trying to lick the Nutella off my neck, I had grabbed the makeup brush from my drawer and angled myself so I could thrust it inside my pussy while my dog licked me. It worked. I was moaning into my pillow at this point, kind of pissing on the floor, too when I felt those paining pleasures again.
During my fun, I also put some Nutella in my mouth to try to kiss him and man- that felt hot, too. Yet also tickling the roof of my mouth and even licking the back of my throat as I fingered myself and used my makeup brush.
These events went on for almost 4 and a half years, full of orgasms and disgust for myself.

My favourite time to do it was whenever I walked Damien, as I often took him on this hiking trail where I’d bring a bag with me (packed with a thin, small blanket, peanut butter, another leash, and my old phone which I often took photos of Damien eating me out.)
I would bring him about almost almost a kilometre from the e entrance, using a landmark which was an old white trailer with sole boulder like rocks around it. I would go off the trail, walking about 10 minutes away and securing Damien onto a tree as we set up behind the trailer, placing my blanket down on the ground and pulling my pants and panties down to my boots, unbuttoning my coat and laying down while getting the peanut butter from my bag, doing the usual ritual. All I had to do was lay down and let the dog lick my pussy clean, also experiencing with him licking my asshole, too. I would lay there for nearly an hour, moaning freely as I wanted, “good boy,” “there,” “Don’t stop!” Y’know.
I tried different positions, too. Doggy style, cowgirl (I would be atop of him and try to ride him), lifting my legs, on my side, standing up leaned against a tree and watching him go at it. Very blissful. Feeling his tongue sweep the outside, inside, upwards and downwards. I loved it if he was doing the inside of my thigh, it was very ticklish, but my favourite places for Damien to attend to was above my pussy, inner thighs, between the lips, and hitting my clit.
It wasn’t until I was 15 when I let him fuck me, same place on the trail and it was getting dark so I tried to hurry, trying to get him inside which wasn’t working out til, I decided to go missionary. (Laying down with my hips lifted up as Damien thrusted himself mostly into my thigh before I helped him get in.)
His dick was big, yet it was narrow and shorter, it wasn’t hitting my cervix like 15 year old me had hoped but I ravished the feeling, calling out his name softly. I eventually grew panicked when I saw he came and his semen was dripping from my legs to the blanket, thinking I’d get pregnant or something.
lmao no, I was dumb.

The last time I ever did it, I was 16 years old and it happened underneath the dinner table. Once again, it was Christmas and my family was hosting the event.
Damien usually lays down underneath the table while everyone ate, but this time he was poking his nose up my dress, thinking it was exciting, I opened my legs a little and allowed him to sniff and lick the fabric of my soaking panties, pulling my skirt a little. I was eating like normal but underneath, I moved my panties aside and Damien began licking like crazy. As much as I wanted, i would’ve went under the table with him but considering I had 6 people with me, I could only let him feed for a few minutes before closing my legs and giving him some chicken and gravy as a reward.
After that, I never did it again and sought help, obviously facing some charges which were dropped, but I recovered and I’m doing fine now.

Thank you.

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