Date: Tue, 19 Jun 2001 16:56:33 -0400
From: doggytail2000@yahoo.ca
Subject: Comanche and I 3

	Again I will remind all those people under the age of 18 years that
they are not supposed to be reading this type of material.  I also warn
those people who just surf around to find stories that this type of writing
could turn you off or offend you, the material is based on and about sex
between a human being and animals.  I would also like to remind all people
that this story is about me and my animals no other person is involved and
no animal has been mistreated, forced to participate or otherwise coerced.
I respec t the feelings of my animals and would never, in anyway, do
anything to harm them

	To continue:::::::When I left you last, I had been well and truly
fucked by a very large Lab, he fucked me well and then left. When it was
all finished I crawled back into the house and into bed and slept soundly.
I now had two animal lovers - where would it all end? - who knows! And I
certainly did not care. I was, in fact, in animal heaven.

	It was not long after that that events left me with the entire
farm, there was no way that I was going to run a 1500 acre spread, nor did
I want to, so I sold all the acreage except forty acres and the house.  I
also sold all the animals and got rid of 3 of the four Barn dogs, and I
certainly was not going to get rid of Comanche.  The dogs need a little bit
of explaining.  As I said the Lab fucked me well and truly and I would have
loved to have kept him, but after that first sexual experiment, he was no
longer interested in sex with a human and there was no way that I was going
to force him.  The funny thing was that there was amongst the dogs a very
large German Sherherd - black as night and rippling with muscles.  He had
watched me being fucked by Comanche and the Lab, but up till then had shown
no interest in sex (at least with me), however, two days before the time to
get rid of all the animals and in the evening, the dog watched me lay down
on the bales (Ishall now call them "Fuck" bales because tha's what they
were) and saw Comanche cover me and saw his cock enter me and listened to
me moan and groan and generally get so fucking horney.  I was bucking back
on Comanche's cock like a mare in heat and my stallion was giving me the
full length of his cock at every stroke until, finally, with a final thrust
he sent that prick right to the root in my asshole and started to cum and
cum and cum.  There was so much, I swear I could feel my belly expand with
every shot. Finally he finished and he slid out of me, backed off and moved
away.  I slid down the bales and was on all fours.

	I started to get up. But there was a sudden growling from behind
me, I looked back and there was the Shepherd, teeth bared, looking at me.
He sniffed, he licked and with a sudden lunge he mounted me.  His first try
put his big cock sliding into me on Comanche's cum and he humped.  Altho I
was surprised, it didn't take me long to start humping back on him and
enjoying the full length of dog cock (I would have said at the time about 8
- 9 inches).  I lowered my head in full submission to this master, suddenly
the know entered me, it was huge, at at the same time his opened his jaws
and without hurting me took hold of my neck and pulled my head up.  He ehld
me there while he started to pump my belly full of his seed, at the same
time he had ahold of me he was growling as if to tell me "You are my bitch
from now on, anytime I want you I shall take you and you will not refuse".
He suddenly gave one huge lunge and I thought his cock would be coming out
of my mouth it was so long. He pumped and pumped, I thought he would never
stop and I wondered where he had stored all this cum.  Finally he quit
humping, he turned around so we were ass to ass so to speak and he stayed
there (with me, of course) for at least thirty five minutes until the knot
relaxed enough for him to pull out.

	Now I have heard and read many stories about when a dog pulls out
from you after the knot has relaxed, that the cum comes a rushing out,
well, it certainly didn't in this case, so the only thing I can think is
that he had shot it so far up into my belly that it would take some time
finding it's was out of my asshole.  That was okay by me, I wanted to feel
the warmth of that seed, on top of Comanches and I didn't care how long it
stayed in there. I'd got it, and I wanted to keep it.

	Well, having gone to bed real happy and content, I then made up my
mind that the two animals I would be keeping would the the Shepherd and
Comanche.  The following morning, I asked one of the hands, who was helping
to clean up the place whether the shepherd had a name.  He asked if I was
going to keep him, I said I was thinking of it and he told me that he was
the best dog on the farm, he was, in fact, part Wolf and because he was so
black and so muscled my Father had named him Rajah.  I simply said, all the
other animals may now go, but Rajah and Comanche stay with me and Rajah
will learn to live in the house with me.  Comanche's, Rajah's and my antics
will be recorded in the 4th part of this story, as well as another
surprise.

	I wish to thank all those people who wrote me after the first story
and I must apologize to some.  I am a computer neophyte and in my
excitement of reading your mail, I got my hole in the wrong finger (as they
say) and deleted you letters instead of hitting the reply button.  I am
sorry - write me again, I'll do better next time.  Again no flames please,
Comanche's horse shit is enough to fertilize the garden for the time
being. Ciao.