Most people would think I am sick, but I don't care. I am a single guy. I'm fat. I'm ugly. I'm not good with women, but I love to fuck. What cruel fate to be addicted to sex, but so nasty that no woman wants me. So, how do I deal with it? What do I do? I fuck animals, and I LIKE it. I don't fuck them just because I can't get anything else. Sure, at first that was the reason, but I came to realize that I don't have to deal with the same bullshit the rest of the guys in the world do. Animals never want you to take them to dinner, or to talk about their problems. I can just fuck and be on my way.
So where do I fuck animals? Wherever I can. Like just last week, I was out for a drive and I saw a stray on the side of the road. A stray dog, I mean. A BIG fucker. Had to weigh a hundred and twenty pounds, easy, so I pulled over and opened the door. The dog jumped away at first, but I used the old trick: I keep dog bones in the car. I give them a bone, and then I give them a BONE, if you know what I mean. I don't care if the dog is a male or female. I'll fuck anything. Of course, the female is preferable, and this time I lucked out. She jumped right in the car and began to munch the bone. I took her back to my house, where I have everything ready. I kept feeding her bones and when we got back to the house, she followed me right in. I had a whole plate of raw meat ready, right in the fridge, just like I always do. I took it out and she caught a whiff and was immediately jumping up and down, salivating at the sight of the treat I had for her. I gave her a little piece, which she gobbled up greedily. I gave her another.
Then I put the plate down on the floor and she started to eat. My cock was starting to get hard, just knowing that I was going to get some. While she ate I reached into the cabinet and got out the harness. I caressed her, petting her back as I slipped the harness over each of her legs and her shoulders, tightening it. Once everything was in place, I tugged the harness hard and her legs snapped together all at once and she fell to the floor with a yelp. I laughed. It was so easy, even with the big ones. She struggled to get free, but the leather straps held her tight and motionless. I grabbed her by the neck as she started to bark and put the muzzle over her mouth. She still tried to bark, but her mouth was shut tight. Now I was fully erect and ready to go.
I slid her over to the couch and bent down, heaving her up on to the cushions, positioning her ass so it was on the edge of the couch. I picked up her tail and took a long look at her coon. Pink and exposed, ripe and ready. I reached under the couch cushion for the bottle of lubricant I always keep there and greased up my cock, then grabbed a hold of her tail and the harness and stuck my cock home, burying it deep in her cunt. I don't have a big dick. Most girls would laugh at me, but animals, they don't care. It is big enough for me, and small enough that it doesn't do any damage to most of the beasts I bring home. Some of them even like it, but not this bitch. She fought the whole time, but that only turned me on more. I fucked her hard. Pulling her in to my thrusts, going balls deep, her cunt wet from the lubricant. I pounded her and pounded her, laughing, her little pussy so nice and tight as she squirmed on the couch.
Another great thing about the animals… you don't need to get them off like you would a woman. Who cares? I just fuck until I am ready to cum. No worries about getting them pregnant, or getting a disease, and this bitch's twat was so tight and nice I was ready to finish up real fast. I was sweating, groaning with the effort as I fucked her harder and harder, my pumps getting faster and faster. I felt the cum building up in my balls, my cock starting to throb, then I exploded... slamming hard into her as my cum shot deep. With a few more strokes, I finished, then pulled out and stood up, watching her struggle to get free on the couch. I went to the bathroom, washed my dick off and dried it, then went back to the living room. I grabbed her by the harness and dragged her to the back door. It was dark at this point, so I didn't have to worry about any nosy neighbors seeing me turn this wild dog loose. I pulled her out on the back steps and took the harnesses off her feet first. She stood up and tried to run, but I still had her by the leash attached to the muzzle.
I pulled her back by the door, opened it and stepped inside, leaving it open just enough so I could reach out and release the muzzle, then slam the door shut in case she decided to get fresh and bite me, but they almost never do. Usually at that point they just want to get the fuck out of there, and that is just what this bitch did. I snapped the muzzle off and she took off running, through the neighbor's yard and into the street, off to wherever the fuck she was originally going, maybe. I don't care. Like I said, the best thing about fucking animals is you don't HAVE to care.
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