We have a new resident that I would like you to meet" she said and she was pulling off my top. She playfuly pulled my nipples and then took off my bottom. "Are you ready for a really good time baby?" she said kissing me and taking off her smock. "Yes," I told her out of breath already. "Good, whatever you do, don't resist, whatever he wants to do, just do it." "Okay." I said and we opened the door. THere was an excited howel from the only cage in the room. It was a almost grown gorillia, dark and excited to see us. "Oh my god." I said and began to turn around. Suddenly I was shocked and convulsed and hit the floor. Joyce had a taser type of gun in her hand and had shocked me, making me weak all over and the pain was terrible. She put it to my stomach and said, "Either do as I say or I do it again and again until you are really seriously bad off, understand bitch?" "Yes," I told her weakly. She helped me up and moved me to the steps to the cage. Joyce was smiling, "You will love it baby, just don't resist, he likes it sucked and then he will fuck you really good, he wil let you know what to do and when he is done. I suggest you begin by taking his cock and sucking it before he has to make you."

She opened the cage and he came to me and I fell at his feet. I reached up and began massaging a growing cock that was dark and huge. The cage locked behind me and I looked around and saw Joyce with a camera set up and running. Then a huge cock slammed down my throat. It hurt and felt good at the same time and he began moving it in and out deep and it swelled as he did. He filled my throat with cum and then he began to push me around hard and rough. I decided the way to survive was to take control if I could. I screamed at the top of my lungs, "Lay the fuck down ape, I am gonna fuck the hell out of you." He stopped and looked at me and again puches me, I screamed again hoping it would work. He stopped again and I went to him and took his huge paw and laid it on my tit and moved it to massage it. He did as I hoped and then I put it to his mouth and his lips surrounded my nipple. A shiver ran through my tits to my hips and my pussy got hot. I pulled him to the corner that had cusions and laid down on my back, legs spread wide. I pulled him to me by his cock and guided him into me. He laid on me and slipped into my wet pussy, streaching it wide. The hair on his body made me shiver all over and my tits swelled and the nipples were hard. I could see Joyce masturbating next to the camera over his shoulder. I began talking dirty to him, "Oh yeh, fuck me good baby, come on, fill Mama with monkey cum, fill it up." He was moving not as hard as I expected but still deep and long. I grabbed his hairy face and pulled it to mine and kissed him like a human and he did not know how to respond but his breathe stank and somehow I got hotter. He sped up as his cum got closer and soon he swelled and filled my pussy.

HE laid there in me and sort of hugged and I enjoyed the feeling of his hairy chest against my tits. Soon I moved him and he let me and I went to his cock and sucked it again. It swelled and he laid back letting me pleasure him. His cum was dripping from my pussy and now I wanted him again. I rolled over onto all fours and pushed my ass to him. "Come on, do Mama's ass now." I told him. He moved to me and I reached back and moved his cock to my ass that was dripping with our cum. I moved it till the head was in and hurting some then he took over and shoved into me all the way. "Oh fuck yes," I heard myself cry out. He got excited by my screams and began screaming himself and fucked me hard. Joyce was fingering herself like crazy and screaming too as if she were in the cage. After he filled me again I rolled over and looked at Joyce, "Get in here bitch, get in here now." I commanded her and she opened the cage and came in. I pulled her to me and the ape laid there watching our savage embrase as I got on her and sat on her face making her eat his cum from my pussy. My face was in her pussy and we reached a wild orgasm.

"Lay down and get fucked' I told her and she did. I guided him to her and he got between her legs and his huge cock disappeared in her pussy. She got a good fucking and then he was finished for the night. I leaned over and kissed her and we got up, totally fucked and sore and went to the showers. We made love in the showers and it seemed gallons of ape cum leaked from me. Most of it I made Joyce get on her knees and I squeezed my pussy making it flow all over her face and made her swallow as much as I could get her to take. We took the camera and watched it and laughed and squirmed as we played with each other. "I will take this." I said.

We did our job, feeding the animals that night and then before days came in went to the showers and made love again. We dressed and she noticed that I was walking funny, beginning to get sore from the ape cock. "I feel great." I told some as we left that day. Our visits to "Dino" as he came to be called were a regular thing and Bobo and Jacko had to wait their turns.

Love ya,

Teresa

We met when I got my hair twisted in a maple tree branch when I walked down the trail between our cabins.  She heard me cry for help and freed me. She was so wild looking, sort of like a red headed Mohawk with curls, and a pudgy little belly like a dwarf.  She also was the sweetest human I ever knew.  She made honey seem like salt. 

I had moved into the house when my husband and I married two weeks short of my 24^th birthday.  He was drafted the next week and for a present I kissed him goodbye one last time.  Now on the anniversary of his death and my 26^th birthday I ran into Sally.

She was so kind to help me and gentle at removing it.  We went to the stream and she used her handkerchief to wipe the makeup streaks from my tears.  Then she sat beside me and we talked.  After a few hours of simple chat, we went to her cabin for dinner.  Now I thought I was a gardener and a cook, but she was a breath of fresh air.  Her biscuits were to die for, and the home made gravy and fried chicken were the best I ever ate. 

She was only 22 and told me how she had been alone for the last ten years.  She seldom if ever went to town for supplies and had learned to fend for herself for so long that she wouldn’t have it any other way.  That day we became great friends. 

After that I invited her to my house and she came and helped to teach me her secrets to cooking, cleaning and almost everything that I thought I knew.  She was so sweet about everything, and she handled each class like a teacher and friend.  She showed me how to put an edge on an axe and then how to use herbs to make my skin softer.  She showed me the way to repair my tractor and the best way to wash my hair and wear it for the length.  For a kid who had never been to school she was a genius.  When we had come to know each other for an entire summer and fall, Thanksgiving arrived and to my surprise, she shot a turkey for our dinner.  It was wild game in the woods as she called it and when she prepared our meal I was the one thankful.  That year would have been so hard without her.  My parents lived a long way off and we had no phone then.  Everything was still rationed and with the war on we had little else to look forward to.  It was that evening when after such a long time, my sex drive began to awaken.

It was like some dime store novel, but it happened.  Sally was clearing the dishes from her table as I washed them.  Her snorting hefty Angus bull was nudging the back of a heifer as we watched from the window.  Sally giggling said, “Well Bruno is going to have to wait for spring or he could wind up freezing his thing in her as cold as it’s getting outside.”

I laughed and sort of spewed back, “Sally you have the funniest way of saying things.”

She smiled as she stacked the dishes up for me and said, “Well now sooner or later we all get that horny.  You just have to know how to please yourself you know.”

“Sally I declare how you do talk,” I said giggling back.

“Now Nell, you know very well you get right hot sometimes, don’t you?” Sally asked but in a way that sounded funny but real.

“I’ll never tell,” I said snickering and then popping out, “besides it's been years since I even touched it.”

Sally looked at me innocently and replied, “What happened Nell?  Did you hurt yourself down there?”

I smiled and sort let it fade as I thought about my husband, and then sadness fell over my face.  I looked down at my old gray dress that fell to my ankles and remembered that it was this very dress I wore the last time I saw him.  A tear flowed down my left cheek as Sally stretched out her finger and brushed it away and said, “Now Nell, I have gone and mad you sad.  Dear sweet Nell I am so sorry I caused you to feel this way.’

“It’s not you Sally,” I said trying to stop my tears, and then added, “I just was thinking back to the last time I wore this dress.”

“Then you shouldn’t wear it anymore.  If it makes you sad, you should put it away,” Sally said honestly.

It was a sweet gesture but she was sweet and simple.  Then as I stood there lost in my pain, I squeaked out, “Sometimes I wish I had never met him and others that I never lost him.  All I know is that the loneliness is too much to bear each day.

Sally placed her little arm around me and sweetly said, “I wish that I could help you remember that you deserve to be happy now.  You deserve to smile and feel good not sad.  I never knew him, but I wouldn’t think from what you told me he would want that.  Maybe you should try and think that way once in a while.”

I was so thankful for her that I didn’t know how to say it other than, “My sweet little Sally how could I not be happy when I have you for a best friend.  Forgive me my sweet love.”

Sally sensed a chance to swing the mood towards a happier note and then suddenly popped out, “Did I ever tell you why I wear my hair this way?”

The thought of one of her charming little stories lightened my mood and caused me to reply, “Please do tell.”

“Well it was after mom passed away, and I had gotten the funeral out of the way.  This thick headed stubborn mule of mine was brushing his tail on my back and my hair hung to my shoulders then.  He swatted the side of my head and his fleas got on me.  I scratched for days from his darn bugs.  So much so I scratched the hair off the sides of my head.  Then I just had to shave it when it grew back, caused it itched something fierce,” she said smiling, with an ounce of truth in her story.

“That just goes to show you shouldn’t sleep with animals,” I quipped in jest.

“Well if you ever try one, you may never try anything else,” Sally said so honestly and witty that we both laughed.

I was giggling loudly once more as I popped out, “Oh, so now you’re an expert on that as well, hey my little Sally.”

Shrugging her shoulders with a big wide smile she said, “I don’t know about no expert, but I sure know how good a hard horse cock is when I rap my mouth and other things around it.”

That caught me off guard and I absolutely knew by her facial expression she was being honest, so I replied, “Tell me what else you know.”

“Well Nell, you never been alone like me.  I never had no other person to want to touch me.  The closest things to that is King George my mule, Hercules my horse and old William,” she said blunt cold honest.

“The bull?” I quizzed.

“Yeah, him and one long lonely spring afternoon got me going a few years ago.  I was stripped down naked from the heat as I milked the heifer and watched William prance around with his black cock dangling down.  Sort made me hot, so I slipped off my stool and peered in at it a bit as he fed on the straw.  When Millie slapped her wet rough tongue up my backside I froze.  She lapped the salty sweat off me a few more times before hr tongue made circles around my pussy lips.  I cried out in joy frightening her so bad she left, but old William just stood there munching as I got the ideal to touch it.  My left hand got to the tip of it as I slid it up to the middle of it and felt how soft it was.  He stopped looked back at me and as I told him to be good he sort licked my forehead.  Then I pulled down and up and down and up and just as he slapped his wet tongue on my face coating it all over.  I opened my mouth stuck out my tongue and he wet it too.  I was moving his pecker a bit faster now and he started spewing his cream on the dirt.  I quickly slid under and licked it from the tip of his cock as he splattered my face.  He was salty and really hot but I liked how it swished in my mouth, so I played with it for another few minutes then I stuck my lips to it and managed to get the head in before it drained again.  It was still pulsing when I let a load of it fall on the ground.  The next thing I new, I slid my bottom under him and played with it for a while longer before I figured how to get in my pussy and move it up and down.  Next thing I knew I wasn’t no virgin no more,” she said as I saw her pat her bottom and gently caress her left breast through her flannel shirt.

“Oh my gosh, I never ever tried that, Jess was the only man or person who ever made love to me.  I thought about others but he was the only one I knew,” Said and added, “I never had the nerve to touch a bull.”

“But I bet you thought it and more, now didn’t you Nell,” Sally asked in a way that prodded me for the truth.

“Well I did think about it one time,” I said as I blushed and hid my face.  Slowly looking back at her I said, “I had thought of others as well.”

“Did you ever think about me and you doing something like that?” Sally asked as she put away the dishes we had finished washing.

I mistook her question for sex between us and being that I was now getting hot from her descriptive act, I honestly replied, “Yeah I did fantasize about it one night a few months ago.”

“Well I can guess you got that bull hot, I know if I was lucky enough to touch that beautiful body I would sing like a tea pot,” Sally said bluntly.

Then it hit me what she was asking and I being ever so heated by her, busted in with, “Well I was meaning you and me alone.”

She turned looked into my eyes and said, “My word, what would a pretty thing like you want from a fat ugly little thing like me?”

Her words touched me in a way that I couldn’t pin down.  I stood there looking in her eyes and seeing the twinkling want and desire hidden by the subtle innocence of her I leaned and kissed her lips fully and said, “I would be honored to be with you.”

Her kiss returned to me fully and as it did I found her tongue enter my mouth and I accepted it completely and then lovingly returned it with my own.  Her left hand rested on my waste until I guided it to my hip.  She slowly caressed me across the butt and as she did I found my hands busily unbuttoning her shirt and opening it to expose her breast fully.  She was soft warm and scented like roses as I bent to kiss them.  She allowed me to do so and cooed and sighed as I encircled her nipples and sucked the tips for a second each.  Her hands began to unlock her trousers and as they fell I was surprised to see her freckled bald pussy.  My fingers slid over it slowly and gently until she pulled me upward and began to tear away my dress and say, “You hate this dress and so do I. I am going to tear it off you my darling angel.”

Moving back to give her full control my skirt was ripped in half and the my blouse was torn until it fell on the floor along with my under gown.  She handled me like a pro and as I was now naked she began to adorn my breast with kisses and caress and I felt the love pour from her soul and I was lost in her arms.  Moments later I was treated by her to a mouth between my thighs licking, kissing and nibbling and finally devouring me.  Somehow I wound up on the table wide open and naked as she endeavored to make me completely satisfied.  In the short space of the first five minutes of her adorning, I was able to climax twice.  Over the next hours we spent like this I came so many times I think they may have been one long sustained orgasm.  She also was brought to climax and all by her ability to please me.  She was thanking me and lapping my juices until I shouted out, “Oh my word Sally, I love you!  I love you!”

She pulled me from the table and we spent the rest of that night and most of the next day in each others arms in her bed.  She kissed me so many times and in so many ways that I finally understood sex, love and the things that I had been missing.  She was happiest when she pleased me, so I made her extremely happy by relaxing and allowing her to devour me and adore me fully.

Sometime the next afternoon as we lay locked in each others arms; she asked me, “Will you let me please you once in a while if you feel led to?”

Smiling into her eyes as I caressed her sweet little breast I replied, “Sally once in a while won’t do.  I need you every day from here on out.  I want to live with you here or at my place, or both, as long as we are together.”

You would have thought that she was in heaven by her expression as she replied, “I will be yours forever if only you will keep me my love.”

Well that I did and it was easy for anyone in town to see I was happy as her wife.  She became like my husband and most people in town whispered, until they got to know her.  They saw how easily she was to love and finally accepted her.  I sold my house and moved into hers and by the middle of the next year we were officially a couple, thanks to a drunken preacher who mistook her for an ugly man.

Then came our first trio, me, Sally and William.  He was feeding in the barn while the two of us frocked in the nude.  I was on a blanket in the hay as he moved over me and slid his tongue along Sally’s butt.  She cooed while she ate me fully and then he sort of nudged her and she turned as he bathed her face and chest.  She pulled me up to her and we both sat there letting this massive animal lap his wet rough tongue over our breast chest and faces.  Sally was squirting madly from that and me fondling her inner folds just as she got my hand and moved me under him.  Suddenly I was thrust face forward to its cock and we kissed and licked it as well as each other until we both were sprayed by its cream. Then I was helped under it and in it went.  The cock felt good but her hands massaging me and fondling my ass as she helped it fuck me made the treat better.  I let it go in me and then splatter over me.  Sally sat there waiting and then attacked and devoured my cum covered belly like it was icing.  The next thing we both knew Sally was backed up under it eating me out and getting William to grunt his massive black cock in her hot hole. 

When the session ended she was filled with his cum and I was panting for her mouth on my pussy.  She ate me for a while until we had to go inside for the night.  We bathed and slept for a few hours then in the middle of the night we slipped out into the field for him, but it was King George the mule that found us and our pussy.  He had been her favorite licker and finally she shared it with me as we lie upon the ground and let the mule lap our pussy with his long wide and very pointed rough tongue.  He was special all right as was the sex under the stars.  He devoured me until I had to suck his cock.  I took almost three full inches in my mouth and then Sally jacked it off for me.  The mule was still not satisfied as he wandered behind us on the way back to the house.  When we stopped his nudged Sally to the ground and as she raised her sweet little white ass up, she was filled in her wet pussy by him.  He somehow knew how to ground it and pump her without killing her.  She was fucked so hard by the beast that I had to try it.  I waited until she fell on the ground and crawled out panting.  Then I crawled under it and sure enough he went for a second time in me.  His hard cock rocked my world and the next thing I know the monster cock was pushing to the maximum in me and I wanted more.  I let it fuck me so many times that I lost caught.  It could go four or five normally but it was so hot that after at least six I had to have one more. 

When Sally led me to the house she fingered me and we took turns licking her fingers.  That was such a special time that we had no ideal that soon, both of us would be so far in love we would have two reasons to never leave each other.  Our love and the children we carried inside us.  It was hard to find a mid-wife to help, most were afraid we would rape them or enslave them.  Of course that could be because one tried to get fresh with me and I refused them when I was pregnant.  Then when my little Sally was ready to deliver she refused to help, we had to find a woman from a county away to come and help out. 

Sally was so horny for me while she was pregnant that I got use to breast feeding her and the baby at the same time.  I wouldn’t refuse her anytime she wanted me which made it hard to help her when she had me all boxed up on the bed all the time.

That was eighteen years ago.  We were so young and so in love and when we delivered our children, thought they were slightly odd, we loved them both and raised them with love.  We hid the truth about who the father was, but when they were old enough her son and my son became lovers as well.  They live in my old house as we bought it back for them, but we never let go of our love or our secrets.  The two of them are so good together, and yes both are hung like a mule, but Drew has the face of a bull. 

 

    This is Sophie’s story.

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    Like millions of young girls worldwide, the last thing Sophie felt like doing was getting out of bed – let alone going to school. Bed was safety, comfort, warmth – the surrogate womb if you will. It was a place to dream of growing-up, of future romance and of late, somewhere to caress her developing body with not a little TLC. At fifteen now, masturbation had become as frequent an event in her life as flossing those pretty teeth.

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    If there is anything measurably sexier than a cute young schoolgirl first thing in the morning winging her way to the bathroom just moments after she’s woken up, I can’t immediately nominate it. Tousled hair flopping across her shoulders as she rubs the sleep from her eyes. Youthful figure barely concealed by that semi-transparent nightdress that seems to cling to everything it shouldn’t. And remember, I have three daughters!

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    For at least two years, Homer, a huge Labrador of mixed parentage but who Sophie loved with a passion, had slept at the foot of her bed. With the onset of winter a deal was struck between them and Homer was granted leave to snuggle up on the bed with her. She never had need of a hot water bottle let’s say.

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    The morning in question, she had dragged herself out of bed and was standing near the full-length mirror wondering if Debbie, her older sister, was yet out of the shower. Her eyes strayed to the reflected surface and as she caught sight of her own image, she stared at the lithe schoolgirl whose young breasts were clearly visible through her nightwear. A hot flush coursed through her as she lowered her eyes momentarily, almost ashamed to have even noticed such an eventuality.

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    The girl in the mirror smiled back at her and with slow deliberation gradually raised the hem of her nightdress, revealing a pair of dainty floral panties. Sophie watched fascinated as her virtual doppelganger began to gently rub the front of those girlish briefs, her camel-toe now clearly visible.

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   To what extent the reflected apparition may have influenced Sophie’s fingered progress that morning is a moot point. Right that second Homer, perhaps drawn by the girl’s visual sexual activity, maybe latching-on to the female scent...padded across to his mistress and thrust one very moist, if not intrigued nose well up between her legs.

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   Fully shocked out of her reverie, Sophie tried to push him away but found him determined in the extreme to further his quest for knowledge.

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  “No Homer,” she cried out, as the dog’s tongue flicked her panties centrally. “Get back on the bed!” Reluctantly the dog clambered back up on the coverlet.

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   Several times in the past Homer had nosed her somewhat intimately she recalled, never though had he been as determined to intrude upon her maidenly charms as just moments before. She could not though discount the effect his tongue had wrought simply with that one exploratory lap.

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    Grabbing her school stuff she walked to the bathroom and finding it empty, went in, showered and dressed. Her hand wanted to perpetuate its earlier mirrored activities – beneath the hot water especially, but she was already running fifteen minutes late and could not afford the luxury of any further digital stopovers. Besides, sitting on the school bus with a wet pussy was not conducive to the educational process – leastways not as far as the school curriculum was concerned.

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    It was a normal school-day in the upshot. Two spot tests no-one was expecting, a detention for painting her nails in class and one of the all-time boring lectures on the moral decay of modern society. The day descended into farce late afternoon when, for the fourth time that month, the class jerk Daniel Cramer, asked if she would go out with him the coming Saturday. Another hour of that lecture would be preferable she decided.

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    Getting into her mom’s car parked across the way on Carmino Drive, all she was thinking about was whether or not they were still going to Oscar Blue’s for dinner as had been mooted the previous evening.

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     As luck would have it – they did and thus following a sumptuous repast and a sip or two of her father’s wine when he excused himself to go to the washroom, Sophie was feeling rather more back on track. She had quite forgotten the earlier Homer incident as she hastened to her room to complete some minor homework tasks.

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    Homer evidently had not and as the girl seated herself at her desk, he sidled across and began nuzzling her in areas that might be described as ‘indiscreet” let’s say.

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    “What’s wrong with you Homer?” she cried out. “You’re behaving like Daniel Cramer,” she giggled at the sudden image her words threw up, pushing the dog away meanwhile. He sat there looking up at his young mistress soulfully.

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    She was finding it hard to concentrate on her schoolwork suddenly, probably due to the multiple indecent thoughts crowding-in upon her. She had to admit to a certain curiosity. Whilst the tongued eccentricities of her beloved pet were hardly the virginal pursuits of a young lady, she could not deny the momentary arousal his unwarranted attentions had bequeathed her that morning.

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    Quite without thought for the consequences, she stood up, then making sure her bedroom door was closed, slipped out of her school-dress and clad in just her matching white bra and panties, seated herself on the edge of the bed. She felt deliciously sexy and tentatively holding her small bra outwards, admired the developing contents of both cups, the color rising in her cheeks as she gazed at the noticeably extended condition of either nipple.

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    Subconsciously her hands slipped down between her legs. It was so warm and inviting there.

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    Homer obviously thought he was invited!

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    Padding over to Sophie, he nosed his way between the girl’s thighs. This time she did not push him away but lay back on the coverlet, legs apart and with the delineation of her vaginal mound clearly visible through her panties. Daniel Cramer would assuredly not have needed a “Beginners Sex for Dummies” manual, Homer though was rather more cautious, ever mindful of his earlier reprimands.

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   At the precise moment Homer’s nose made direct contact with the front of her discernibly moist cotton briefs, Sophie let out a muffled cry. Every instinct told her this was way wrong by anyone’s standards – but there again, where was the ref?

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    As Homer’s tongue lapped at those barely covered virginal lips that first time, Sophie sighed, closed her eyes and spread herself even more indecently. She hadn’t yet realized it, but such movement opened up a gap between her upper thigh and that delectable little pussy itself. Homer liked gaps.

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    The next tongued exploratory flicked its way inland, guided one assumes, by the scent of female arousal.

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    Simply the sensation of a hot tongue parting her pubic hair as it made its way to the de-fortified campus yonder, had Sophie gasping and clutching at her lower extremities with something approaching desperation. Another lap and she was a convert.

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   “Oh God Homer” she murmured to no-one in particular. “You are making me soo hot!” She raised her arms above her head and allowed him then the total freedom to lick her wherever he so desired.

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    As the pleasure factor increased, the young girl became less inhibited and by the time Homer’s tenth lick had by accident, almost penetrated her labial fortress she was cruising on hi-octane.

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    Reaching down with what one might describe as foolish determination, she held her panties to one side. Homer needed no further encouragement and able to directly lap now the object of his affections as it were, his tongue separated her entire vaginal slit in its quest to extricate that which his taste-buds sought so eagerly.

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    Sophie could no longer lay still and she found she had no control over her hips either. The more Homer lapped at the promised land, the more she found herself thrusting upwards in pleasured response. Naturally her clitoral nub bore the brunt of her pet’s tongued incursions and it came to pass – sooner rather than later – that courtesy of a few million highly active nerve-endings, she found herself on the edge of an orgasmic cliff-top. It was fun falling off!

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    Homer cocked his ears as his mistress slid to the floor, making little noises he had never heard in his life. She definitely didn’t seem angry!

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    Breathless but still in control of her faculties, her mind was a maelstrom of emotions. Guilt, pleasure, arousal, embarrassment all figured prominently. As she sat there gazing at Homer not four feet away, she felt an overpowering urge to perpetuate the moment. Reaching behind her, she had the clasp of the bra unhooked in seconds and disengaging herself from its confines she sat upright fully topless, her proud breasts displayed in their full tempting glory. Kneeling now, she ran her hands across both nipples causing herself to shiver with expectancy.

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  “Come here Homer,” she whispered, arms at her side, back arched provocatively.

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   Obediently the dog approached his mistress.

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   Whether or not her nakedness was an influencing factor or simply that his canine senses latched on to the milky smell of her breasts is a moot point. Certainly they were the nearest point of contact so far as his moist nose was concerned. He nuzzled her cleavage before licking her right breast enthusiastically.

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    Sophie felt a hot flush snaking its way south. “Good boy!” she murmured holding the dog’s head to her chest as she arched her back even more prominently. Homer sensed her compliance and began lapping both breasts with little finesse but considerable zeal. Rapidly losing her grip on normality, the girl began to whimper as Homer’s tongue performed a therapeutic service she had never thought possible. She could feel his saliva running down her breasts and her inhibitions had receded to the point her body was starting to take control of the situation.

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    Hastily slipping her panties off, she extricated herself from Homer’s attentions just long enough to regain the coverlet where she lay sprawled on her back, her legs draped off the side of the bed and sufficiently wide that Homer’s procreative instincts were guided by the visuals as much as the overpowering scent.

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    Straddling the teenager, his crude humping actions brought Sophie momentarily back to reality. Glancing down past her breasts that Homer was still lapping at eagerly she could see his glistening sheath working its way between her legs as the dog, locked now into his pre-programmed state was becoming agitated in its attempts to penetrate his quarry. She sensed something pressing hard against her pussy. It felt huge.

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   Panicking suddenly, she tried to push Homer off but he was in no mood for rejection and pinned her to the coverlet, growling now and by far the stronger of the two. She thought of calling out, but how might she explain the situation to anyone? Lying naked on her bed about to be raped when she was supposed to be doing her homework? Yeah right!

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   Like most young girls she had thought of how it might be losing her virginity...but to a dog? At the same time some part of her wanted this, no matter how it hurt. Maybe if she didn’t fight him the discomfort would be lessened?

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   Deftly, she reached down and took a hold of Homer’s engorged sheath from which something was clearly disengaging itself.

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"The Complete Harper Valley"

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 "Don't be stupid and stop jumping to conclusions,those marks were from the last time you watched" "Oh ah! and I suppose all that goo up you has been there for all that time?" "Don't be stupid that was you this morning" - I lied - "I left it in there because it felt sexy" "Oh! alright then let him have you for me,go on ple-ea-se" "I might in a bit" My cunt was aching from my session at Sandy's but what else could I say.

 Then there was a knock at the door, "Who will that be?" "I don't know Rich' just go and see,I can't can I? without knickers" This was absolute rubbish as I often did. I just needed some time even a small bit of time to scheme my way out because if he started looking in me he wasn't daft and would realise that the spunk wasn't of his making. It turned out to be Sandy. "I left that catalogue down here and I needed to take a look" Plonking down in the chair next to me,my hubby was quick to sit down in his favourite vantage point and as I watched his eyes,I knew he was trying to see up my friends skirt the fucking horny bastard. That will take the heat off me,I hope to fuck she's still bare skinned up there.

 I didn't have long to wait before my Richard's pants started to rise,definately naked pussy I bet. Even better as Sandy spotted the catalogue between our chairs she just stetched and twisted back and over a way to retrieve it. My husbands eyes said it all,they were riveted on the view.He must be looking at some very sticky pussy lips below a nice round naked ass. Realising I'd seen his ogle a self consious smirk crossed his face and cheekily he moved forward a bit in his chair and made as if to lick at her pussy and he very nearly got caught doing it by Sandy.

 Sandy pinking up slightly, "Did I miss something then?" Meekly my hubby said,"No,I was just thinking" "mmmm" was all Sandy said but looking at my smile knowingly, "If I thought" as she made to go and making a playful slap towards my husbands face. "Ha! Ha! see you pm tomorrow" Then she was gone. "I know she seen you Rich' I bet you would and all" Rich is now on a back foot. "She's not the sort" "But I bet you'd like to" - While thinking if he only knew, - What a heel I am! Well!

 Wishing to keep his mind from me and Bruce, "I bet I could talk her into it if you really wanted it" "Oh yeah and just how would you do that?" "A swap" Richard looked deep and long at me, "You serious? let me get you right,what you mean is if she would,you would with her Charlie?" Saying nothing I just smirk a bit,that got his mind focused away from Brucy.

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 Come the morrow I can't wait to see Sandy and get her story. I'm like a cat on hot bricks waiting for after lunch. I did have a small diversion,the horny gang were watching me from their lean to. So as my flirt switch was at go I fussed round out my front with brush and dust pan. Normally I'd use a broom but I realised a hand brush without coopying down,just bent over would give a desirable rear view at my legs/thighs/ass cheeks. That aught to fix them, oh! and as always no bra with a plunging neckline just for good measure when facing in their direction. No imagination these guys,just wolf whistles.

 Of course they were to thick to realise when I was bent forward but facing away from them,their antics were clearly reflected in my lovely clean windows. Clean because I made a habit of standing on a step ladder while clad in a seriously short skirt to wind their hormones up at every opportunity. Today being no exception in my windows I watched as they grabbed their wedding trophies and made guestures in my direction that can only be stated as grossly obscene and I loved it. I knew exactly where they wanted these items placed,they'll be lucky,well one had been!

 Now settled inside I awaited Sandy, - Now Sandy was not adverse to swearing - I heard a movement that I guessed was Sandy's arrival. "Fuck off and mind your own business and NO you can't come in with me,we want to be by ourselves" THWACK! Opening the door Sandy popped in rather quickly as one of the gang made across the road. "That Thwack I heard,his face?" "YEAH,The swine put his hand up my skirt and grabbed my ass cheek!" "Fuck 'um"

 She quickly settled down and I'm not inclined to think she was as pissy about their hankering as she liked them to think. "Yeah! I was going to tell you" "Hang on" She lifted up and pulled the gusset of her knickers out the crack of her ass, "That was that Jimmy,fucker!" "Yeah so going back to when I was at home, I had a little job when I was quite young,it helped my widowed mother a bit with money,our ma had been a widow for some years and quite a few of the women in our small community were as well. Anyway,I always rushed home at the first opportunity to take our dog,well my dog out through the fields.

 This day on getting home Gyp,that was his name, was nowhere to be see. I saw my mother out in the yard holding against the end wall by our lane. I called out the window you okay ma,where's gyp? In a strained voice she answered,yeah I'm alright you go on he'll be in there somewhere,I'll be in,in a bit. All very stange I am thinking because my mother's voice seemed sort of funny like faultering which is why I wondered if she was alright.

 So stepping back from the window a bit but still keeping an eye on her to see she would be okay,in a little while she arched her back and was qite quietly making little grunts then she done a couple of long grunts and her ankle length skirt was shaking. I could see her knuckles were going white as she clung on to the wall. I made for the door intending to go to her aid,I opened the door and as I got just partly through the door to my amazement,Gyp appeared out from under my ma's skirt wagging his tail at me while licking his mouth.

 In my innocence I took no notice of his thing hanging out because living in the country I'd seen all sorts of animals with their's hanging and Gyp was no exception,he very often had some showing when we romped in the fields and he did try to hump me at times and even then it always gave me a funny feeling. So before I got any farther Gyp was on me jumping and excited.

 By this time mt mum had steadied and walked up the path. "See I'm okay now it was nothing" I thought little of this but when I got to our special place I lay down as usual and was just looking under Gyp,his thing was still a bit red and their was some clear sticky dangling on its end. I hadn't seen any of that before and just lay thinking about this and smoothing his ear as he now lay along side me.

 As I thought about what I'd witnessed I thought I'll put mum's skirt on as I often did when acting the mother roll and let Gyp go under it as I had now worked out that was where he was when I couldn't see him. At this stage I knew I had to pull her skirt above my breasts because she was taller and so at the first time I was alone I did just that.

 Going out to the garden wall I re-inacted my mum's happening. Nothing much happened except Gyp licked above my knee's then sat there and I could feel his hot breath going on my legs. I just couldn't figure why my mother was making those weird sounds. But on reflexion over a few days this played on my mind then it clicked I remembered my mother didn't where drawers only on Sunday's. So at the first opportunity,off came my knickers and on went the skirt.

 Now there came a very different response from my Gyp. I could feel him sat under and in no time he was lapping through my slit,it was quite hard as he slapped his tongue on me and pretty soon I started to feel funny. Understand I had never done anything other than pee with my pussy up till then. The harder he licked the more I found my legs were opening,then it really started to make me go funny, - course I no now he had his tongue doing my clit but then I just thought I was having a turn like my mam did.

 It then made me pee myself but un-detered Gyp just kept licking this away. I was now really liking the feeling then my legs went wobbly and I kept whispering,Gyp stop now,stop now, but he didn't and pretty soon I had my first and most ferocious orgasm. Fuck it put the shits up me I can tell you. I grabbed my cunt through the skirt and ran in home with Gyp leaping along behind me trying to hump my leg.

 I sat in the chair to recover and panicked when I saw not a bit of dog cock,but the whole thing,knot and all,fuck it was huge to my eyes. I was shitting mum would come home and realise what I'd been up to and how would I explain Gyp's dangling knob. It didn't happen and I was relieved when it eventually disappeared again. I was really curious now though about the sensation I'd had and what my ma was up too.

 Everybody knew everybody and Charlie had a bit of a reputation with the widows but I hadn't realised why. Just after this happening,I saw Charlie go out our back gate as I came in. I took no notice as people tended to go in and out of each others homes all the time. I said to my mum,Charlie just gone? Yeah!I got him to pop in to control Gyp he was getting on my nerves.

 How strange Gyp was as good as gold. So when I saw Charlie I thanked him for helping mum and he grinned fit to bust. What,I asked? "Nothing it just made me think back,that's all" So as I was heading for the field I asked him if he wanted to walk as well, - course as you know he's somewhat older than me - so he did,our conversation was nothing out of the ordinary,then I touched on my mum's strange behaviour when by the wall. Was it why he had to control Gyp again?

 Smiling he said "In a way it was" but nothing to worry about its in more a way of excitement not illness. I know say's I. Oh! what do you know? I went beetroot, blurting out,I tried so there! No response then,show me. I felt all excited, - I didn't realise at this time what a horny little bitch was lurking within. - No you show me then,being 18 I was full of myself with young men given the chance like now. Anyway,why do the widows refer to you as stud Charlie?

 "You really want to know?" Yeah I do! without further ado he opened his fly and pulled,well you know what he pulled out. I didn't freak but how he was sitting it was nearly down to his knee and it was soft. Course I knew all about animals hardons but hadn't seen a man's hard or soft. "Do you get it now?" Yes. "Go on then show me now" I stood up and lifted my hem and showed him. "Take your knickers off for christ sake,show me what Gyp done" Only if you tell me what was wrong with Gyp. "Nothing it was just your mother needed help to hold him. Hold him? "You know to stop him pulling" Why? "because she was going to get and he waggled his huge cock a bit"

 That one? "Yeah,after" The penny dropped then. My mum fucked Gyp to get Charlie to fuck her. I should have freaked I know but I was totally enthralled. Is that why you want to see Gyp lick me? Bold as brass Charlie replied, "If that's what you're after" My guts went over and over,I'm a virgin then and he not only wants to see me licked he is prepared to try and stuff that lot up me. He's absolutely mad. None the less I've sat with my legs up and facing him and Gyp is helping himself to me.

 Meanwhile I'm watching his prick grow as he watches me beginning to go towards an orgasm. " I reckon you aught to let your dog break you in he's not as big as me,you are a virgin I suppose?" Course who would have done me? I'll tell you what,I'll stop him putting his knot up you,your mother was okay with it but it wont be fair on a virgin first time. You seem to know all about this stuff. "That's why the widows fuss over me,I understand their needs and keep my mouth shut,I put your mother on to how she could resolve her needs.

 Don't you ever let on I've told you,she was absolutely shocked with what I told her to do but she done it all the same. Then when I told her I'd help her with letting her fuck him instead of just being licked she freaked,so I pulled this out like I just did to you and she changed her mind on the understanding, I'd give her this if she let me help her fuck Gyp. This was my ma and he was so matter of fact my face was burning but my cunt was throbbing with excitement.

 I lay gasping as he turned me over then he gently lifted Gyp up on my back and I yelped as he broke me in but fuck the heat was unbelievable and I was sold on dog cock from then on. He forced half his brute up me but instead of being pissy he said we'll get there in a couple of weeks. I was determined to take all of him and the rest is history. We married cause my mother died and he goes home twice a year and spends many happy hours with the widows still left and their dogs. They all got one.

 By this time I was masterbating and so was Sandy,re-focusing now on looking out of my window,the four idiots had got on the back of their bosses roof and were watching us do ourselves. Stupidly I whispered to Sandy they're watching,she just went at it harder and so did I,I was thrilling like hell from her yarn and being watched while watching Sandy do her's likewise her watching me. As we came down from our mutual orgasm she said, "keep our pussy's out for them,where's Bruce?" Bruce came from behind us and started licking Sandy's. "Now her's as she pushed his nose towards mine, to which Bruce done his excellent best.

 That'll fix 'um.

"Well, you see, Billy is hung like a horse and seeing that you enjoy horses, we thought you could come over and play some at out place." she said. "Will I just be playing with Billy?" I asked now getting wet at the thought of what I saw slipping in me. "Well, we will be there too Hun, and we love to play." the other one said. "Sounds like a nice afternoon to me." I said and reached up and unbuttoned the next button on my shirt. They watched me as I walked to Billy sitting in the car turned towards us and sat next to him, massaging his snake up and down and really hot from not just the length but the thickness I said, "Oh yeh, this will be nice, can we go?" I said. I looked over and one women was on her cell phone calling someone, "Yeh, a little get together at out place. She is really hot like you thought." she said. I locked my car and got in with them, the women in the back seat were touching each other and I sat next to Billy, unzipped his pants and took out his snke, "Oh damn, now this is nice." I said and took both hands around it, going up and down. "Oh hell yeh." Billy moaned. We managed to get to a house south of Danielsville almost to Comer and pulled into the drive. Three cars were there and we all got out. I stopped and had Billy still by the snake and walked into the house holding him. THere were several people there both men and women and they had begun playing, kissing and some were naked.

I stopped inside he door and tossed off my clothes and pulled Billy to the center of the room and got on my knees rubbing his cock all over my face and chest. Then on my knees still I began tittie fucking his cock and the head was well down my throat as I did. He stood there moaning and moving my head up and down on it. Suddenly his cock filled my throat with cum, and kept on filing it. I don't know how long but it was as if he had a gallon in his balls. The people around us were all laughing and clapping, "Damn lady, no one has ever swallowed all his cum before." one said. I looked up after an orgasm I had and smiled, "That is not it is it?" I said. "Hell no." another man said and came over put me on my knees and slipped into my soaking pussy from behind. I almost did not feel him he was so short and he filled it up quick. "Oh hell folks, there has got to be better than that." I said standing up.

"Come on out back." the woman said that had first talked to me. There were two beautiful horses there both stallions and both very worked up it seemed. I looked over my shoulder and said, "Now this is better." and walked to them in the small enclosed area. I went to one and he bent his head down and nuzzled my face and he kept trying to get closer to me. I looked and sure enough his cock was growing as I stroked his neck. "Well, guess you are first boy." I said and got under him, he stayed still as I began stroking his cock and it came out longer and longer and then I began licking the head all around. "Oh yes, yes he is nice." I said to the others that were all standing around naked and even Billy was hard again. I began seriously masturbating the cock now, making the horse make sounds that told me he was enjoing it. I licked and jacked off his cock until finally I was rewarded with spurts of cum that I took in my mouth and all over my chest. I carressed myself rubbing the cum all over me and into my pussy fingering an orgasm out of her. Pussy was so hot now. "Can someone help me get the cock in me?" I asked. Two naked and hard men came over and moved the horse to a bench and I got on and soon, I was stuffed with huge hot horse cock. "Oh hell yes." I was saying as the people watched it disappear into my pussy and I still moaned and took it in and out. The horse was really good and soon he plunged into me deeper and filled me. Orgasms made my legs weak and I finally slipped off it and took it in my hands rubbing the slipery cock all over my face and chest.

I laid back on he corral ground and massaged myself. "Anything else?" I said. They all looked at each other. "Wel, maybe." a woman said and left and came back with a huge dog. I did not know the breed but it was a mix. He was on a thick leather collar and drooling all over. I saw that he had lots of cock under his belley and sat up. She brought him to me and he began licking my face and tits and I offered both to him. "If he gets carried away and hurts you we just wanted to warn you." the woman said. "Oh, he will be fine, won't you boy." I said and then his tongue went into my mouth and I kissed him. He seemed to like it and again and again he let me kiss him, me sucking his tongue into my mouth. His cock was growing as I did this and soon I had it in my hands. I laid him next to me and laid there on the ground with him and sucked his cock from the sheath and afte ra nice long sucking he filled my throat. "Oh good boy." I scratched his ears and laid there playing with him and his cock grew again after a little play. "Now fuck Mamma," I said and got in front of him, with no help he mounted me and his cock found my pussy, sloppy with the horse cum still and he was in, the knot helping us stay together but not hurting at all. After a half hour of so his hips went crazy and his cum mixed with the several orgasms I had already had from him.

I laid there with him petting him and talking to him. I got up and stood, very shakey and said, "Well, guys, there is one hole that has not been filled if anyone is interested." I walked to the men and the women, all jacking off and kissing and watching. A man stepped up and said, "Bend it over lady." and I did and he slipped into my ass, humping hard as he could and filled it up too. The dog watched and he stayed next to me as I was fucked in the ass. The man finished and I got nothing from it. "You ready boy?" I said and he sat there watching me. "Do mammas ass now." I said and again he mounted me and I slipped it into my ass. Now I moaned and swore and made eveyone know that the dog was doing a good job. He filled me and now I was so weak that two men helped me up. The sun was going down and I was weak and my legs were sore but I was satisified for now.

"Anyone get me to my car?" I said and two women dressed and helped me dress, I did not wash up, I love he cum all in me and all over me. I slept to the car and they said, "We are here." and I got out at the Golden Pantry and drove home and laid in the living room on he couch. I woke up the next morning, sore and happy. A call woke me, "We enjoyed the time yesterday" a woman said. "Good," I said. "I did too but next time, have more studs ther for me, human or not, just have them." "Okay" she laughed, "You are some horney woman."

I stepped to the shower and got in and felt really satisified.

Love

tess

It took a few days before the fox would trust me enough to even drink the milk.  I think it was at least a couple of weeks of me staying nearer and nearer to the dish before I could reach out and almost touch it - but that one time really scared it off, and it was at least a whole week before I even saw it again.  It was back to square one.

This time, I just stayed near the dish as it drank the milk, and didn't make any more movements or gestures toward it.  But, I would sit still nearer and nearer the dish each day, until finally I had the dish at my feet.  That time, the fox took at least twenty minutes before he walked up and actually started drinking.  I had heavy gloves on in case of a bite, and ever so slowly I moved my hand over to let him sniff it.  He shied away a bit, but he didn't panic this time.  I kept my hand still for a few minutes, over the milk dish, and it was the fox who sniffed my hand first - rather than me reaching out to touch it.  Then, he allowed me to actually stroke him on his side a couple of times.

After that, it was perhaps a month - and getting into winter - before he would really let me pet him.  And it was not long after that point that the weird thing happened.

Once, while petting the fox, he got up and started sniffing around the snow, and then began to lift his tail and squat just in front of me, about to relieve himself.  It was just a spur of the moment thing - I didn't really plan it, and I'm not sure what really motivated me at the time.  It was like this was a rare once in a lifetime chance to do something weird and exotic (in my really small world at the time), and I had only seconds to make the decision.  I felt that if I just sat there and watched, I would come to regret not taking some action and not getting the chance again.  So I just whipped off my gloves, cupped my hands under its tail, and waited to catch it.

I guess the milk I had been feeding it gave it a watery stool, and within a few moments, my hands had been almost filled.  Some of it even spurted onto the cuff of my coat and exposed shirt sleeve.  This was a fairly large fox, at least twenty pounds if not more, and he was pretty chubby.  After his relief, he was actually noticeably skinnier.

I wasn't expecting it to be that messy, but I didn't pull my hands away, and kept them still until it was done.  The sensation of the brownish-orange fluid spurting into my hands, the gurgling, bubbling sound, and the stool's warmth in the cold air and its liquidity gave me a strange pleasure.  I kept the pool in my hands for a few minutes before dumping it and cleaning my hands off in the snow.  I decided that I liked it, and would try this again.  However, this turned out to be a rare occasion, just two or three more times in the following months was I able to do this again, but it wasn't quite as exciting as the first time.  The fox would usually relieve itself elsewhere before I showed up.  And if it was 30 below, this was out of the question, so I only tried this on warmer days.  I remember once going to visit the fox, I was nearing the bushes were it usually would wait for its milk.  Just before I got there, I could hear that gurgling noise and was able to see the very end of it.  I actually felt disappointed seeing that orangeish pool in the hole of snow that it had melted, and that I had missed by maybe 30 seconds.

The solution to the mess was a good 10 to 15 minutes of washing my hands in hot water and scrubbing with antibacterial soap.  But it took overnight before the smell was really off of my hands.  My answer to the questioning about the smell when I first came inside (as it was noticed by my parents), was that I had fallen and landed in some deer stuff in the field.  And I tried to clean off my coat and shirt as much as I could.  I wonder if they suspected me at all.  Maybe it was a good thing that I was only able to do this a few times - how many times can a person trip and land with their hands in animal stuff?  I also worried that somebody would follow me and wonder what I was doing, or worse, catch me in the act.

But as far as I know, I was never caught or even had anyone secretly observe me doing this.  And by spring, one day the fox disappeared and I never saw him again.

After the fox, I tried this with the farm cats, it wasn't nearly as "exciting", so I only did it maybe once in a while through high school, and I never worried about going beyond that point.