Date: Fri, 13 Sep 2019 23:40:18 +0000
From: Sam Iam <sam.i.am67@outlook.com>
Subject: My Affair with Ben, chapter 1 (bestiality)

My Affair with Ben, Chapter 1

My affair with Ben, though short-lived, was one of the most exciting and
unexpected experiences in my sexual life.  As a heterosexual man, I've had
many sexual experiences throughout my life, all very different and
meaningful, and for the past 20 years I've been happily married to a
wonderful woman.  Yes, I had a fling in the early years of my marriage, but
for the past 10 years or so I've not strayed in my relationship with my
wife. And this is perhaps why my encounter with Ben was so surprising and
powerful.

When I first met Ben, the attraction was immediate and definitely mutual.
Even from a distance I could see right away that he was very handsome, with
thick black hair, terrific features and a powerful, muscular body. And it
was evident to me right away that I had caught his eye and that he too was
interested in me.  I remember it being a crisp Fall day. I was out on my
usual morning jog, a little over a mile from my home and I could see him up
ahead of me walking toward me along the road. As I got nearer to him, he
stopped walking and waited for me at the side of the road and I stopped
jogging to greet him. "Hey there" I said as I approached him, and then I
slowly got down onto one knee and Ben came over to me, ears turned back and
his fat tail wagging frantically back and forthÉ

Yes, Ben is a dog, a remarkably big Black Lab with tennis racket paws, a
big barrel chest and a giant head.  It was clear that he was a pure bred of
the English variety, but I had never seen one of his size before. He was
easily 100 pounds. He came over to me and practically knocked me over with
his joyous reaction. He licked at my face, his entire body wiggling as I
pet his head and chest. "Who do you belong to buddy?" I asked. I grabbed
his collar, saw that his name was Ben and saw a phone number.  It was about
that moment that my old habits and curiosity came flooding back to me from
my experience with other male dogs. I could clearly see that he was uncut,
his large balls hanging off the back of him, and in his excitement his cock
was fully engorged inside his sheath.  And I could see too that he was
dripping small spurts of pre-cum, an obvious sign that he was very happy to
see me. I instinctively rubbed my hands down his sides and over his belly,
finally resting my upturned hand on his cock. My touch calmed him slightly
and he stayed still for me while I held him, feeling the weight of his cock
and gripping at his swollen knot.

As I said, I've had a lot sexual experiences throughout my life. But it
happens that many of those experiences, including my very first when I was
much younger, were with big, uncut male dogs. More about all of that at a
later time perhaps.  So when I touched Ben's cock, I already had many years
of experience behind me and knew just how to hold him to keep him calm. My
own excitement started to well-up in me, my cock slowly growing within my
jogging shorts. I'm fortunate to live in a very rural town, and there were
no signs of cars or other people on the road that morning.  It was then
that I had the realization, or perhaps the resolve, that I must mate with
this magnificent dog.

I released Ben's sheathed dripping cock and stood up next to him. He jumped
up at me a few times but then started to calm down. My mind was racing at
the possibility that I could be fucking with him on this very lucky morning
for me. I started walking again, coaxing Ben to follow me with a few pats
of my leg and calling his name.  I knew that not too far up ahead on the
road there was a small path leading into the woods down a short hill toward
the reservoir. I kept walking, Ben following slowly behind me, occasionally
stopping to lift his leg and mark his journey. I could hear a car
approaching, so I stopped with him and held his collar as the car neared
and slowed. I thought for sure it would be his owner coming to gather him,
but then the car moved past. We kept moving, eventually reaching the path.

My heart was pounding in my chest, and my cock was still slightly fat in my
shorts in anticipation of what might happen. I had no idea if Ben would be
receptive to my advances, how he might react, if he would know what to
do. The anxiety was palpable and I was nearly shaking. It had been so long
since I had mated with a dog, but in my experience with other male dogs, I
had a good feeling that he would be interested in mating with me when I
properly presented myself to him. I made my way down the path. At first Ben
didn't follow me, sticking to the side of the road. I called him a few
times, but he didn't budge and my hopes started to drain. I went back to
him, gave him some more pets and he licked my face a few times. I said to
him, "Come on Ben, let's have some fun" and started down the path
again. This time he followed me, tail wagging. Near the end of the path at
the bottom of the short hill, the ground leveled out and the woods opened
up a bit in a clearing near the reservoir.  The woods was silent, not a
sound and not a soul in sight.  I found a clear spot near the base of a
tree where I started to remove some of my clothing. First my windbreaker,
which I removed and laid out on the ground over some dry leaves. Next, I
untied and dropped my jogging shorts to my ankles, kicking them off. I
considered removing my sneakers, but thought better of it given the
circumstances of being out in the woods and the possibility, though a small
one, that someone might come by. I was now in just a t-shirt and I dropped
down onto my knees on the jacket in the leaves.

At first, Ben seemed disinterested in me despite my calling out to him,
sniffing around in the clearing, lifting his leg a few times. I continued
to call him, patting my bare thighs and then, finally, he came to me. He
brushed against me, circling and sniffing me, his tail wagging. He licked
at my face a few times and I turned my chin up and opened my mouth to his
tongue, letting him kiss my lips and tongue and I in turn entwined mine
with his. I have always, from my very first experiences long ago, loved the
feeling of kissing dogs this way. This alone made my cock start to grow a
bit more. Ben was certainly comfortable with me, with my long experience, I
felt like it was time to see if he would take me as a mate.

I dropped to my hands, now on all fours, and I crawled with Ben in a few
circles, brushing against him and gently persuading him to get close to
me. I move my bare ass nearer to him and he stopped to sniff and lick at me
a few times, wetting my sphincter and sending shivers throughout my body. I
kept thinking over and over "this is happening, this is happening, this is
happening" and my cock was now fully hard and curved against my stomach
below me. Ben kept smelling and licking me, at one point lapping at my
balls and the base of my cock from behind. Then he gave me the sign which
immediately made me know we'd soon be fucking. He placed one of his paws
onto the small of my back and then another, trying to mount me, but from
the side. I lowered my back and ass slightly, turning to meet his advance,
but then he jumped back down to the ground. I then gently said to him "It's
OK Ben, good boy Ben, you're OK" and he circled me closely one more
time. Once again I lowered my back slightly, raising my ass and presented
myself to him. Ben slowly climbed onto me from behind, first one paw and
then the next. I pushed back toward him carefully and he moved further onto
my back, moving his hips closer to my thighs and arching his back.  I could
feel the tip of his damp sheath on my ass and sphincter has he pulled
himself further forward. Ben then stayed still a moment, but once again he
jumped down from my back.  So close! And the anticipation was now driving
me wild. It was clear then that Ben's instincts were telling him what to
do, but that he did not have any experiencing mounting and fucking a
mate. The thought occurred to me then that I might be his first, and my
determination to have him inside of me went into overdrive.

Ben came around beside me again. I repositioned myself and once again
presented my bare raised ass to him. This time he mounted me more quickly
and moved faster into position. Though I prefer letting nature take its
course, I couldn't let this opportunity pass and risk that he might jump
off of me again. I gently reached back with my right hand, gripped the base
of Ben's sheath and lightly tugged him forward, aligning his cock once
again with my wet hole. With a few small jerks of my hand, Ben's hips
started lunging slightly, the tip of his cock kissed and wet my sphincter
and then, with a harder thrust, he was fully inside of me. He pushed
himself in deeply, grunted quietly and his paws gripped my sides a bit more
tightly as his back arched further and his hips thrust against my ass and
thighs. It was at this point that I would normally expect a very rough
pounding, but when Ben barely moved at all I knew again that I was his
first mate, his very first bitch.

I kept my hand at the base of Ben's cock as he began to grow inside of me,
his hips still only lightly moving around and I could feel his knot growing
just inside my hole. As much as I was craving his knot, I knew it would be
risky to tie with this dog here out in the open and during his first
time. I let him slip out of me slightly and his knot came out and into my
hand. Ben kept moving and grunted a few more times and soon his cock was
fully engorged and his fat knot was filling my hand. I was in absolute
ecstasy, so many thoughts filling my head and such pleasure I was feeling
at once again having a dog's cock buried inside of me. The throbbing of his
cock with each spurt of his cum made my own cock bounce against my
stomach. Ben's weight was very heavy on my back, a testament to his
enormous size, and he settled in, panting and dripping saliva onto my
neck. I continued to hold him tight and he stayed deep inside of me,
filling me with his thin, wet cum. I still couldn't believe this was all
happening and the smile on my face was wide with pleasure.

After several minutes, I could sense Ben becoming restless, and so I held
onto his knot and let him slowly slip out of me. His cum dribbled out of my
very wet hole and ran down the back of my balls onto my turgid cock. I
deftly slid myself out from under him and Ben was then on all fours on the
ground with my hand still holding him firmly. I so badly wanted to taste my
new mate, so I slipped onto my back and moved my head under his dripping
cock. My tongue darted out, tickling and tasting the tip of his dick and he
treated me to a few spurts onto my lips. Then I took him into my mouth,
slowly moving my waiting mouth further over his dick until he was poking at
the back of my throat. I could taste the sweet saltiness of him, I could
feel the warm spurts of his seed pumping through my hand and into my throat
and I drank him in. With my hand still holding his knot, and my head
bobbing back and forth on his dick, I then grabbed my own cock in my left
hand and stroked myself quickly using Ben's cum as a lubricant. In my
complete excitement, it was just a matter of seconds before I felt my
orgasm welling up inside of me. I turned my body slightly as one, two,
three, four blasts of my cum splashed out of me and onto the leaves of the
forest floor.

When we were done, I moved quickly to get dressed once again, pulling on my
shorts over my still hard cock, shook off my wind-breaker and put that on
too. Ben stood panting in front of me, his cock slowly shrinking and
eventually he turned and laid down in the leaves to clean himself too. I
leaned down and pet him gently on the head and whispered to him "How was
that boy? Was that good? Did that feel good buddy? That made me feel really
good. Good boy Ben."

Back up on the road, I pulled my cell phone out of my coat pocket and
dialed the number on Ben's collar. I noticed then that it was an electric
fence collar, so he must have escaped earlier that morning. His owner
answered, I explained that I had his dog (little did he know what I meant
by "had"!) and was given Ben's address. His house was actually back near to
where I found him, so he followed me back there and I turned onto the side
road where he lived. Before we got there, I bent down and gave him a few
kisses on the top of his head, told him again how great he made me feel and
then we proceeded to his house. His owner came out to meet us and Ben
walked up to him wagging his tail. The owner thanked me, said that his
electric fence had blown out in a recent storm and was glad that I brought
him his dog. At the time I kept thinking that I had his dog's cum still
inside of me, something I liked to do with all of the dogs I have mated
with rather than expelling the stuff. I said good bye, gave Ben one more
scruff behind his ears and made my way back to the road for my walk home.

If you like this first chapter (of many to come) detailing my time with
Ben, please let me know at sam.i.am67@outlook.com