The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 51: The Stray Dog

Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-50”.

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Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now…

It was late at night and I was walking home. Not because I enjoyed freezing my ass off, but because I had no other choice. It was so late that the subway system was closed, so walking was my only option. Fortunately, my apartment was not that far away and only a fifteen minute walk separated me from my warm bed. Unfortunately, that meant taking a shortcut through a particularly creepy back alley. I am not usually the type of girl who gets freaked out for no reason, but I had to admit, the shadows the passing cars projected upon the wall were rather chilling. But I was not unduly worried. That is, until I saw a particularly shocking image.

The shadow of what appeared to be a monster suddenly appeared on the wall beside me and grew bigger and bigger as the car passed by the alley. Though I knew it was only a trick of the light, my heart started to beat faster. I whipped around. Obviously, I found no monster. Instead, I found a stray dog following me. He was not huge, but he was quite large.

My first instinct was to shoo him away. But he looked so cute with his tattered fur and pitiful expression. I may not be a sappy girl, I had to admit, he made my heart melt. I crouched down and outstretched a hand to show him I posed no threat. The message seemed to get across, because he hurried over to me like… well, like a dog happy to see his master. He started licking my hand. Of course, that made me laugh, which washed what little fear still remained from my monster scare.

I spent the next few minutes petting him, but the cold eventually started setting in and I decided it was time to head off. Of course, I felt bad for the poor animal, but I had no food to offer him and my apartment was an animal-free zone. Well, aside from the parrot my roommate was hiding from our landlord, of course.

“I gotta go,” I said as I stood up. With one final glance at the homeless animal, I continued my journey home. However, it only took a few moments before I realized I was no longer completing this journey alone. My new canine friend was following me, obviously hoping I would lead him to his new home.

With a sigh, I stopped and turned to him.

“You have to stay here,” I said. Of course, he looked up at me with the saddest eyes I had ever seen. But as sorry as I felt for him, I knew there was nothing I could. However, there was also nothing I could do to stop him if he decided to follow me. And of course, that was exactly what he did.

I was happy for the company, but felt bad for the separation I knew would soon come. Sure enough, we quickly reached my apartment.

“I have to go now, buddy,” I said as I turned to my new friend and pet him one last time. He seemed to appreciate, which brought me to understand he had no idea what was about to happen. But I did. And it was ripping my heart out.

“Goodbye,” I finally said after a few minutes of intense petting. And with that, I opened the door and entered. On my way up to my apartment, I felt incredibly guilty for leaving that poor animal out in the freezing cold. Luckily, I was soon struck with a realization. I may not have been able to give him a place to stay the night, but I sure as hell could spare a little food.

As soon as I reached the apartment, I hurried into the kitchen. Unfortunately, I am a vegetarian, which means I had no meat on hand. So bread and cheese would have to do. And do it did. As soon as I placed the food before him, the mangy mutt literally attacked it.

I chuckled in amusement. As I watched him eat, my mind started to wander. My first thought was that I wished I could keep him. Of course, that led me to picture just how much fun we could have together. And I am not just talking about fetch. That’s right, I’m talking about sex!

Before long, massive amounts of arousal were coursing through my veins and a powerful fantasy grabbed hold of me. I barely had time to figure out what was happening before reality faded. One second, I was in the real world and the next, I found myself in an identical fantasy one.

A smile curled my lips. Now that my actions would have no repercussion in the real world, I was free to do as I pleased. With that in mind, I opened the door and invited my four-legged friend in. With a joyful bark, he hurried inside.

Less than a minute later, we had made it into the apartment and were heading to my room. For a second, I realized I would have to be careful not to wake my roommates. But then I remembered this was a fantasy and my roommates would not wake unless I wanted them to. And given what I was about to do, I definitely did not what that to happen.

I made sure to close and lock the door behind us, just in case. When I turned around, I found my lover-to-be standing atop my bed. A smile curled my lips. Apparently, he knew exactly what was about to happen. Still, I was in charge and now was the time to prove it.

“Down!” I ordered as I pointed to the bed. In real life, my canine friend would surely just have looked at me with a quizzical look, but since this was my fantasy, he obeyed the command immediately.

“Roll over!” was my next order. Less than a second later, the scruffy dog was on his back. But the shocking part came in the form of the large, rock-hard cock that stood perfectly erect between his hind legs. Obviously, he knew exactly what was about to happen and was ready for whatever I had planned.

A smile curled my lips as I ripped my clothes off. As soon as I was naked, I hurried over to the bed and hopped on. Not wasting a second, I lowered my head and spread my lips. Less than a second later, I felt my lover’s rock-hard spear make contact with my lips.

“Mmmmm!” I moaned as I wrapped my lips around it. The heat emanating from it was intense and seemed to be encouraging me to escalate things. So I started bobbing my head up and down, while using my lips and tongue to stimulate the tasty schlong.

Apparently, I was quite good, because I soon felt my lover’s cock start to jerk around in my mouth. I was not quite sure how long it had been since the start of the blowjob, but one thing was certain; it had not been long. So it was with a prideful demeanor that I got ready to receive my lover’s hot load.

“Mmmmm!” I moaned as I felt the first wave flow into my mouth. Perhaps it was because of the countless erotic tales I have written over the years or because I had no way of knowing for sure what a dog’s cum tasted like, but whatever the reason, the fact remained the same; my lover’s cum stated sweet. Really sweet!

“Mmmmm!” I moaned yet again as wave after wave shot into my mouth. I did not wait for it to be full before swallowing. I moaned yet again as the sweet nectar flowed down my throat. Luckily, there was a lot more to come and I swallowed every last drop.

But it was not meant to last. Eventually, the flow of jizz dried up and I was left wanting more. Luckily, the fantasy was only beginning and more was exactly what I would be getting. Unfortunately, my lover’s cock had served its purpose and was now retreating back into his body.

“Oh no you don’t,” I said as I grabbed the manhood, keeping it from escaping. Making sure to grip the base with my hand, I used my lips and tongue to stimulate the tip. I continued doing this until I was certain my mangy lover was once again aroused. Sure enough, his cock remained fully erect when I released it. A proud smile curled my lips as I got ready for the next part of my plan.

All I had to do was get on all fours and tap my ass. Now as horny as ever, my lover hopped up and mounted me. His front legs squeezed my waist while his hind ones helped move him closer. Before long, I felt the tip of his manhood make contact with my labia. But as enticing as the thought of that hot spear inside my soaking-wet cunt was, I wanted something else. So I reached back, grabbed hold of the erect prick and guided it to my asshole. And not a second too soon, because the horny animal jerked forward less than a second later.

“FUCK!” I moaned as the shaft shot up my ass, filling it up within seconds. But it did not remain inside me for long. Luckily, that was only because my eager lover had started pounding me fast and hard, forcing his prick to dive in and out of my rectum.

“Oh yes!” I moaned. “Faster! FASTER!”

And that was exactly what he did. My moans intensified along with his anal thrusts. But as great as it felt, I wanted more. Luckily, I was the only one who could escalate things. With another moan, I reached back and slipped two fingers into my soaking-wet pussy. Of course, ferocious finger fucking soon ensued and my moans once more intensified.

So much arousal now coursed through my veins that I could barely keep it contained. Luckily, the powerful orgasm that had been building within me soon exploded and containment was no longer an issue.

“FUUCCCKKKK!!!!!” I moaned at the top of my lungs as the first wave of cum shot up my vaginal canal. The hot, gooey substance shot past my fingers and flew in all directions.

Meanwhile, my lover’s cock started jerking around in my ass and wave after wave of sweet canine semen shot up my rectum.

Moans, grunts and howls echoed throughout the room for the entirety of the orgasm. By the time the final wave oozed out of me, I was totally exhausted. I felt my muscles give out and I crashed to the bed. At least, I would have had I not been snapped back to reality at that very moment.

I experienced a moment of confusion as I realized I no longer stood atop a cum-covered bed with a rock-hard canine cock shoved up my ass. Instead, I was back on the sidewalk, staring at a dirty, shivering dog. He had ingested every last crumb of food I had given him and was now staring at me with hungry eyes.

I felt bad for him, but I knew there was nothing more I could do for him. So I pet him for a few minutes before heading inside. The last time I saw him, he was standing on the sidewalk, staring at the front door. I wondered if he would spend the night that way, but when I woke up the next day, he was gone. However, the memory of our time spent together would never fade. Nor would the intense fantasy he had given me.

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Have a horny day,

Barbie Lez