Article 67 of 10082

Subject:      Completion - new story by Stasya - zoo/M-bitch
From:         stasya@counsellor.com (stasya)
Date:         1996/12/26
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Sender:       Stasya
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Reply-To:     stasya@counsellor.com
Newsgroups:   alt.sex.bestiality



Well......  
<conspirational grin>

It's like this.  I refuse to do a sex guide.  They are
too....  Clinical.  <smile>
(And, I don't want the  'notoriety' that goes along with
writing one..)

So, here's my holiday gift to the zoo community.

A story of a first time.

This is a work of fiction involving sex with a bitch.  All
the usual legal stuff applies.
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Completion
by Stasya
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As I pause with the head of my penis barely inserted in your
quivering vulva, I remember.

We have spent months arriving at this point.  No, just over
a year.

It seems like yesterday that I brought you home.  Nothing
more than a small bundle of warm fur.

Puzzled and alone, you cried for what had been. I gently
held you as you cried yourself to sleep those first few
days.

Slowly, oh so slowly, we learned each other's ways.  You
learned that there is a place for you to go to the bathroom.
Outside.  Your own area.  Mistakes were never punished.  I
just watched more carefully for the next time.  Eventually,
you learned what I asked.  And worked out a way to tell me
when you wanted out.

We played together and romped together.  Outside in good
weather.  Inside if not so good.  Or when the mood struck
us.

Sharing joy in lives shared.

Six months and obedience training in earnest.  Learning to
be a team.  You learning how to learn.  Our shared
excitement at each new thing successfully mastered.

Eight months.  A maturing bitch.  First estrus.  Changes.
Puzzlement at your new feelings.  Added dimensions to our
quiet times together.

Intimate caresses on my part.  Gentle probing.

More puzzlement and then new joys discovered by you.

After estrus, a return to discovery.  Both of us challenging
the world.  Exploring new things.

Happy together at days end.  Sleeping together on the bed
after petting and intimate fondling.

My patience as you explore my maleness.  The control as you
learn my limits.  You learning control as you wash me.  My
orgasms that spurt my fluid and your eager acceptance of
those fluids.  Eager watchfulness as you learn to watch for
that first spurt and not miss any.

Laughter as you lick a few times and then pause and wait for
your reward.  "Much too soon my dear.  Patience."

Finally, one year.  My probing begins in earnest.  Gently I
work a finger inside your treasured part.  Always gentle, I
work to stretch your vulva.  Pausing to let you get used to
this intrusion.  Fractions of an inch deeper each time we
lay together.

Then, after many days of gentle probing, two fingers.  Well
lubed, I start to slide the second one alongside the first.

Gentle words spoken in tones of love and reassurance as you
begin to feel *more* new feelings.  Different feelings.
Internal muscles quivering around my fingers as they react
in an inborn pattern.

At 13 months, I gently lay you on your back as I kneel at
the edge of the bed.  Naked, I let my stiffened penis lay
across your vulva.  Again well lubricated, I stroke across
you a few times.

Always, gentle words of love.  Reassured, you relax as I pet
you and let myself dream of the future.

A couple of weeks later, A new sensation for both of us.  I
have begun using three fingers and your vulva is stretched
even more.

You are now used to laying on your back as I work you with
my lips and suckle at your flower of love.  Finally, another
new thing.  Now used to my penis stroking against your lips,
I stop and place the head  inside your waiting vulva.  Just
the head and I pause there and stroke and pet you.

After what seems like an eternity, I jog my hips a fraction
of an inch at a time until you tell me you are
uncomfortable.  I pause again for a while and then withdraw.
As I use two well lubed fingers and my mouth to bring you
pleasure,  I know our time will be soon.

Our dance of love has been carefully planned.  More days of
gentle caresses  and partial penetration as I patiently wait
for the proper time.

You start demanding more of me as we play in the yard.  We
enjoy ourselves but you seem to sense there should be
something more.  Often, in the privacy of our home, I laugh
as you press yourself into me for attention.

Finally, your second estrus.  You become wanton in your
desires.  Mostly hormone driven, you are constantly asking
me for attention.  A few more days pass.

Finally, today, we are ready.  I can wait no longer.  I
taste your pungent female muskiness on my lips.  It is a
heady aroma that drives me to a new peak.

As we position ourselves in our old game, I know this will
be the time.  Carefully entering you with my maleness, I
work to the depths we are used to.  I pause and wait for a
bit.

Finally, I murmur more words of reassurance  My hands speak
of my love for you.  I gently apply pressure with my hips.
This time I do not pause and as your muscles slowly give
way, I continue the pressure.

Suddenly, all your muscles relax and I slide home.  Both of
us freeze.  Then, it as if a switch is thrown inside you.
'So *this* is what it's all about!'  

Your tail begins a mad dance between my legs.  I smile and
return your doggy grin of happiness.

Finally, I begin a gentle stroking motion.  After what seems
like seconds, our mutual excitement brings me to climax.

I freeze as I pulse in your depths.  Finally, I withdraw and
lean down to suckle you and acknowledge this new depth to
our partnership.  I only get in a few licks because you, in
your newfound excitement flail and turn yourself over.

Laughing, I allow you to clean me as I tried to clean you.

Twice more that night we love to completion.  Each time, our
bond and commitment is deepened.

Finally satiated, we fall asleep with arms and legs tangled
together.

As I gaze deep into brown eyes, I see a new feeling there
between us.  I speak aloud what we both know in our souls.
The feeling we finally affirmed this day.

"I love you."
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Stasya
December 25, 1996

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