The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 91: Coyote Craving

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 1-90”.

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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…

My sister and her boyfriend had just moved to the country and invited me to spend a few days with them. I had kept myself quite busy with work—both manual and digital—for the past few months and I welcomed the idea of a vacation.

I had spent the last few weeks in front of my computer and the closest I had come to nature was during my tri-weekly runs in the park near my apartment, so I was thrilled to be surrounded by vegetation. My sister and her boyfriend still had a few things to do—they started their own business a few years ago and it keeps them insanely busy—so I decided to go for a walk. My sister warned me she had hard coyotes howling at night, but I knew from experience coyotes are far more afraid of us than we are of them. To put it bluntly, they’re pussies.

I strolled through the woods with a wide smile curling my lips. I had always loved the smell of moist earth, the rustling of leaves in the wind, the chirping of birds in the trees. What I wasn’t used to was seeing two coyotes standing perfectly still among the trees.

When I spotted them, I froze mid-step. I wasn’t afraid. Simply curious. Why weren’t they running away? Why were they just standing there, staring at me? Unless they weren’t staring at me…

I glanced around, but the coyotes and I were the only living beings present. Even the birds had stopped chirping. This was definitely not normal. Part of me told me to be afraid, but the rest of me was simply curious. Curious enough to tiptoe closer to the two wild canines. Curious enough to venture to a daring twenty feet distance before stopping. Curious enough to stay put when they started closing the gap.

As they approached, I was able to study them in detail. Their fur was brown-beige and surprisingly clean for animals that spent their entire lives in the forest. They were the size of a medium-sized dog, with pointy ears and a bushy tail. Their eyes gleamed with curiosity. I could tell they meant me no harm; they were simply curious.

They ventured closer until only a dozen feet stood between us. There they stopped and just stood there, staring at me. I stared back at them. Our eyes met and I instantly felt a deep connection to them. It was the type of connection only a human and an animal can share. The type of connection that makes dogs—or canines in general—man’s best friend. The type of connection that made me forget about everything else but those two coyotes.

As we stood there, staring at each other, my mind started to wander and I soon found myself wondering what would happen if I got closer. If I tried to pet them. If I tried to… get to know them in a way only lovers can.

Before I could answer a single one of those questions, the arousal that had gradually been growing within me became too much for me to handle. A powerful fantasy grabbed hold of me and dragged me away from the real world, refusing to release me until my surroundings had given way to an identical fantasy world.

As soon as the fantasy started, I lost all inhibition. I knew nothing bad could happen to me, so I strode up to the two wild animals. They just stood there, waiting for me. When I reached them, I crouched down and outstretched my arms, offering them each an open palm. They sniffed my fingers for a moment before licking them. And just like that, we had become friends. It was now up to me to take things to the next level.

I knew exactly what to do. Standing up, I started unbuttoning my blouse. The garment soon slipped from my shoulders, revealing the bra-free breasts that stood beneath. The next thing to go was my skirt. I was now completely naked. The coyotes just stared at me, waiting to see what I would do next.

I lay down and spread my legs wide, hoping the scent of the pre-cum that filled my pussy would be enough to lure the wild canines to me. It was. In fact, they started fighting each other for access to my pussy.

This went on for a few moments before they finally calmed down and took turns licking my pussy. Each time one of their tongues slithered into me, a moan flowed past my lips. As their tongue thrusts quickened, so did my breathing. My back left the ground and rose up until my breasts were thrust into the air and my spine formed an arch.

“Make me come!” I begged. “MAKE ME COME!”

They did. Well, almost. A powerful orgasm soon started growing within me and each tongue thrust brought me a little closer to climax. But right before I reached the point of no return, they stopped.

My back returned to the ground as my head did the opposite. One glance at my pussy told me they had licked every last drop of pre-cum that filled it. I couldn’t believe I had gotten so close, only to be denied climax in the end. I was attempting to find a way to lure their tongues back to my slit when I noticed something that made me forget all about that.

Their cocks were now out. They stood between their hind legs, hard as rocks and as bright as tomatoes. I was drawn to them like a moth to the flame. Scrambling to my hands and knees, I shuffled over to them and literally tackled them to the ground. I was about to wrap all ten of my fingers around them when a thought occurred to me. Why jerk them off when I could get them to fuck me?

No sooner had the thought occurred to me that I was putting my recently-hatched plan into action. Picking a coyote at random, I pinned him to the ground and kneeled over him. All I had to do now was lower myself onto his cock.

“Fuck!” I moaned as I did just that, his member sliding into my pussy. Thankfully, it was still full of canine saliva, so it had no trouble swallowing up every last inch of the spear. As soon as I was fully impaled on the member, I placed a hand on either side of my lover’s head and peered back over my shoulder just in time to see the second coyote mount me. His front legs squeezed my waist while his rear ones forced his spear forward until the tip of it pressed against my anus. I barely had time to smile in anticipation before he jerked forward, forcing the spear deep into me.

“Fuck!” I moaned as he began pounding me. Each one of his thrusts was powerful enough to send every last inch of his shaft into me while still conserving enough strength to send my body jerking forward. This had for effect to force my other lover’s cock in and out of my pussy. The dual simulation soon convinced me to moan at the top of my lungs.

“Faster!” I begged. I knew he wouldn’t understand, but I hoped he would notice the urgency in my voice. He did and his thrusts quickly doubled in intensity. I was now being rammed with such force that simply remaining upright was a struggle. But I fought on, refusing to give up until the orgasm growing within me ripped through my body like a hurricane, leaving me broken, but satisfied.

“FUUCCCKKKK!!!!” I shrieked at the top of my lungs when that dream became a reality. My body started to shake uncontrollably as wave after wave of cum shot out of my pussy. I couldn’t tell if the hot nectar dripping down my thighs belonged to me or my lover, but I didn’t care. All that mattered was the overpowering blissfulness of being double-teamed by two studly coyotes.

My anal lover pounded me long and hard, refusing to give up until every last drop of cum, be it human or canine, had been expulsed from my body. Only then did he dismount me. As soon as his member popped out of me, I crumbled into a gasping head of sweat and cum.

It took me forever to recover. When I finally opened my eyes, I was back in the real world. I probably would have been disappointed by this realization had I not been so shocked to discover the two coyotes standing mere feet before me. Unable to keep it contained, I let a surprised yelp flow past my lips. Startled, the wild canines ran off. I watched them vanish into the vegetation and found myself wondering if I would ever see them again. I knew it was silly, but I felt like fate would reunite us if it was meant to be. However, only time would tell.

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Have a horny day,

Barbie Lez