****** Clara : A First Time Account by Joshua Pickle ******
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Clara : A First Time Account


##WARNING##

The following is a true to life account involving descriptions of sexual
contact between a male human and a female dog. If this sort of material offends
you then don't read it, no one is forcing you to. I will not take offence if
you decide against continuing.

If on the other hand you're a zoo, zoo curious, or just a plain pervert ;),
then feel free to continue. If this sort of material is illegal in this country
read it anyway, who's gonna know ?

(Another triumph for the anonymity of the internet)

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Some important background information

Hi, my name is 0000000 (the names have been changed to protect the not so
innocent). This story is true account of how I discovered my sexuality. At the
time, I was 15 and living at my family home in 0000000, a small village near
Seascale, Cumbria. At this time we were the proud keepers (I don't like word
'owner') of Clara, a four year old Lab / Border Collie bitch. She was always
very intelligent. But I didn't realise just how intelligent until that fateful
cold autumn night when Clara showed me what was missing from my life.

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I was tired, a full day at school had taken it's toll on me. Still it was
Friday and the weekend started here, two days of doing absolutely nothing,
sheer bliss. I think I would have been the first to get back on the school bus
if I had any idea of just how active I would be over the next few days...

It was 12 midnight when we got the call. The phone hardly ever rang in our
house, for it to ring at midnight could herald only bad news. I was woken up by
the ring and overheard just enough of the conversation to not be shocked when
my mother broke the news to me.

My grandfather had passed away during the night after suffering a stroke. The
news came as a big blow, though not entirely unexpected, granddad had suffered
several strokes over the years, this latest one being the forth. We knew they
would finally kill him, and he'd had a good innings. My mother said that she
and my father had to travel down to Cornwall (where my family came from) to
help my aunt begin the funeral proceedings. I was to stay at home and look
after the house, and Clara.

I was more than a little upset as I waved goodbye to them. Clara just looked up
at me and gave a whine, she sensed that things were amiss, but even then I'm
sure that I saw something else in her eyes. A knowing glint maybe.

The day started early on Saturday. I got up at around 8, had breakfast, washed,
shaved, took Clara out for a run and began planning the rest of my day. I felt
special, it is not every day that my parents trusted me (I was only 15 at the
time) with their house. I decided I would make the most of it and stay in all
weekend. I hired out some good videos and had a lazy day.

I must have gone to sleep at around ten o clock after the movie had finished. I
awoke with a start for some reason as the clock read 11:30. I decided that I
should wash up the pots and pans from lunch and get to bed quickly. I was about
to get up when I became aware of a pressure on my stomach. I raised my head and
came face to muzzle with Clara.

"Hello there Clara, wanna go out for a run?"

I spoke in soft tones to the lab/collie mix and she fixed me with a smile and
began panting.

She looked down at me through those big brown eyes and licked my face. I
giggled and sat up, forcing her to get off my chest. As she did she began
rolling around on her back emitting a low growl.

"Clara, stop it. What's wrong with you ?"

She rolled over again and a flash of red showed up against the black colour of
her coat. It was obvious that she was horny. All of a sudden I realised I also
was beginning to become aroused. Clara growled again and tried to hump my leg.
I was embarrassed at my state of arousal and tried to distract Clara's
attention with some of her toys.

She was having none of it. She turned round and presented her read end to me.
She was in heat and I caught sight of her vulva, hot, wet and ready for
breeding. My jeans could no longer contain my arousal and I slipped them off.
This was just what Clara was waiting for. She whipped round and encircled my
cock with her tongue. What a feeling, I cannot think of words to describe it. I
let out a loud groan and fell backwards. She was on top of me attacking my
organ without mercy. It took only three or four more strokes of her silky long
tongue to bring forth a small explosion from my manhood. Clara seemed confused
by the white fountain gushing forth and stepped back. She stared at me for a
while. She then presented again, raised her tail and looked over her shoulder
at me.

All I knew was that I was horny as hell and it didn't take long before my
erection had returned and I sank hilt deep into her warm wetness. To say a
bitch is tight is an understatement. I thought with my initial penetration that
I had hurt her (she did yelp a bit) and I began to worriedly withdraw. Clara
saw this and quickly put a stop to it. She humped back onto my cock with such
violence that it prompted a scream from me. I'm sure I saw a wicked grin on her
muzzle as she began to work her muscles. I began humping like there was no
tomorrow.

I ran my fingers through her soft coat and nipped lightly at her back with my
teeth, trying to make the act as authentic for her as possible. Her odour was
sweet and musky, and I could feel her vulva pulling on my organ.

Then she came. I could tell, as she let out a yelp and I felt a sudden
tightening around my cock followed by a feeling of liquid as hot as molten lava
being sprayed on the head. I began to pant along with her. She came three more
times before I finally released my essence deep into her warm doggy body. This
was also an unusual sensation, for every spurt of seed that left my penis she
seemed to suck using her vaginal muscles. She was drawing it deep into her
body. She wanted to bear my pups but in doing so she took not only my seed, but
my virginity. I now feel honoured that I gave this gift to Clara, but at the
time I felt differently.

I felt unclean, as if I had just committed a terrible act. I felt as if I had
taken advantage of Clara simply to satisfy my sexual urges. I felt as if I had
raped a member of the family. I now know that if Clara possessed the power of
speech she would have been the first to chide me for thinking such nonsense. If
anything SHE had taken advantage of ME, she had an itch that she needed a male
to scratch and though there was not real love between us, I was that male
conveniently at her disposal.

I ejaculated my last spurt into her and lay next her for a while, still joined
caressing the soft black fur. We stayed like this for over 15 minutes before I
withdraw with a wet slurp.

We never got the chance to make love again, Clara was run over by a car only
four months later. In my sadness I could draw some comfort from the fact that
if Clara had a mission in life it was to show me my place in the world. Make me
aware of sexuality and to feel no shame in it. If this was indeed her mission
then I can say with great certainty that she accomplished it.

I am now with my Dane, Petra. She is looking up at me as I write this. Though I
love her dearly, I will never forget Clara and her teachings.

Goodbye Clara you will be sadly missed.

JP

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