One of those quiet days…all the family off to the store and the mall to go “malling.” Me? All alone with some coffee in the kitchen. A very nice morning. Me? In my house dress and nothing more…nothing more needed…I wasn’t going anywhere but did go somewhere…just one time.

I took my drink to the back yard and sat on the porch…it was one of those very quiet mornings. Into the back wandered two goats which I thought was strange…they began to nibble on some of the garden foliage and then one jumped on the back of the other and started fucking…a nice dick coming out and soon entering the rear of the other goat which let out a squeal…of pleasure. The act was soon finished.

I was only 15 at the time and just beginning to explore my own body…loving the feel of hands on my cunt which had a nice bush of hair…watching the goats was exciting. After the male finished its fucking its dick hung out. I watched it hang there, throbbing. I don’t know what happened to me but I was on my feet and walking over to the male goat…he saw me and walked toward me…his pink dick swinging from side to side as he did…

I hadn’t seen goats fucking before and his dick was a nice size and shape and dripping. He came to me and I reached for him…he stood still as I grabbed his goat dick for just a feel…it felt hot and throbbing in my hand…the tip of the dick still oozing from the fucking it had done…it wet my hand…I tasted it…strange taste…the goat looked up at me…I began stroking the dick which got really stiff and I kept rubbing stroking…

Then, I don’t know why, but I walked back to the porch…the goat following me…I looked back and the goat was right there…his dick still out and throbbing and I leaned against the porch, lifting my house dress, exposing my bare ass and the goat sniffed at me. I felt my cunt. I was cool and also very wet from the scene I had witnessed…from feeling the goat’s cock…from the quiet and private scene in the back yard…I was hot and the goat sniffed at me again…giving my ass and cunt a little goat lick.

It was terribly wrong, I knew that, but I was terribly hot and my body was on fire…I was breathing hard now and leaned over with my ass up for another sniff and another lick…the goat did just that…I was wondering if his cock would fit and I took hold of the cock which was stiff and put it at me…the goat moved to me as I had hold of his vitals.

I positioned myself…positioned that hot cock…I needed cock just then…even a goat’s cock and wondered…would nature take over…could this be done. I had played with my dog and gotten his cock out of its sheath…sucked that cock while the dog was licking my cunt and ass and it was wonderful…nothing better. Then I would get the dog to push his cock into me for a great come.

But this was a goat in the backyard and I was so hot…I didn’t know where my dog was and I needed fucking and coming…the goat was here and now and I didn’t want to wait for release…I held the goat’s cock motioning it to me a little more…just a little more…please goat! And then he moved closer and I could feel the tip of the goat’s cock on my lips. I held that cock against me, rubbing the tip on my wet cunt lips. Please, goat, do your thing…fuck me goat just like you know you can do…I was teasing the tip of the goat’s cock on me…back and forth…back and forth…if the goat wasn’t going to make a move then I was going to make a move and I moved my ass closer to the cock.

I wanted fucking just now. Then, thank goodness, the goat finally got the hint and moved closer, then the goat’s cock pulsed some more and I pulled it into my cunt lips…it was in the right position…come on goat…do your thing…and the goat let out a little grunt…I grunted too as the cock began its thrusting into me…it was going in now and deeply in…Oh! The thrusting of that cock…it set me on fire…I felt it plunging into me…it was hot and stiff and fucking me now…I lifted to each thrust and my face was flush…I prayed we wouldn’t be interrupted…please family continue your joys at the mall and let my goat…uhhhh…let this goat fuck me, give me my joy and make me sweat…I held on to the porch steps as the goat was now in earnest and fucking me hard…pushing my face against the steps…OH! MY! GAWD!…each thrust and it was in my throat…I reached back to feel…I pulled my ass cheeks apart so that delicious cock would get deeper…I was on fire, in heat, in delirium…then it was over…the goat had left…I laid there my face on the steps…cooling…cooling where I had been so hot. Finally, I turned and sat and looked in the yard…both goats were gone. It was so quiet and my cunt was oozing and still throbbing. It was a one time thing I thought but would have the memory of the time in the back yard to keep me hot on many other mornings or putting myself to sleep on many nights. I knew I had been naughty…but “naughty” was sure nice!

“Goating Part II”

I was exhausted from my little accidental goat experience and was still on my knees in the back yard, my dress still up over my ass, the air felt so good on my wet cunt and I was breathing down but my mind was dizzy. I had worked or practiced on my body and knew how to make myself come really hard, making my toes flex and my body resonate. I was thinking about all of that in the quiet of my backyard and enjoying the quiet in the yard.

I knew my time with a goat might not happen again…I didn’t know anyone who owned goats and, even if I did, what would I say: “Excuse me but can I borrow your male goat?” I didn’t think that was going to happen anytime soon or anytime at all…I would luxuriate with my memories and the hot, frantic thrustings of goat cock into little girl cunt and the groans and squeals we shared in those few moments…when the goat came in me I felt hot bursts of come and I felt heated up because the ejaculant was very hot. Maybe the goat had been in the sun, I didn’t know, but now I was resting, coming down from the unexpected pleasures I was so grateful to have enjoyed.

What more wonderful thing could happen when family had left me completely alone, in my little, spare housedress…so naked and sexy underneath. I feel my clothing rubbing my little hairs and my little breasts all stirring me to wet and horny…it was exciting to be naked under my dress and when boys or men would come to visit us it made me hot and trembly all over teasing myself at what the boys and men would think if they knew how close they were to my naked body.

Once, early in the year, we had visitors…friends of my parents including a 16 year old boy. Me in my housedress and my imagination running wild. The boy and I were shooed into the backyard so the parents could talk more freely…grown up stuff…and the two of us went out in the yard. He was shy. I’m shy. But it was the awkward boy/girl shy which was its own kind of excitement.

I knew what he was thinking: “Here’s a pretty girl.” And I knew what I was thinking: “The two of us are all alone with only tiniest and most flimsy material separating his hands and maybe his penis from my body. I was hoping the wind would blow up my dress…let him get a look, go red in the face, reach for me, tell me I’m pretty (which of course I am) and I took his hand and said: “Let’s walk to the barn.” His hand was soft and warm and as we walked to the barn his hand brushed against my leg…I think he could feel I was naked…no panty line…no bra straps showing from shoulders…you know, all the things to make a boy hard as a fucking rock.

Did I say “fucking?” What a naughty girl I was then…even then when I was young. I liked fucking and licking and sucking and all the things that would excite me, make a boy hard just with my sucking and make him go soft after. I felt empowered at what I could do to any boy, any man…animals were more work…you had to play and fiddle and teach them what to do. I think a boy or man is just born knowing what to do.

That time we were on the way to the barn and just as I thought would happen when we opened the barn door the whoosh of the wind blew up my dress right up above my waist. All my glorious privates were presented for the boy’s quick view. His face turned beet red and he burst into the biggest smile. We walked into the barn and he was quick to pull the door shut…he pushed me against the door and his hands went wild, his mouth kissing me and his hands all under my dress. I spread my legs for him, unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his very stiff dick. I got on my knees and got to sucking…he pulled me up and his fingers were playing me…then: “Where are you?” came a shout of Mom from the house…”We’re leaving now. Hurry up to the car!” Damn, damn, DAMN I thought. I was so close to sucking and swallowing his come and so ready to wet his fingers with my spend but we had to go.

I lay there on the porch with all those sweet memories but there was nothing like being and feeling atavistic in an animal lust…no love or affection or silly stuff like that…just a hot animal fuck. Where had that goat gone anyway? And just then a cold nose on my ass…I knew that nose…my dog! It felt so cold where I was dripping the goat’s hot come oozing from my cunt. Such a contrast and exciting. I felt instantly hot again. I wasn’t finished with the afternoon’s joy after all.

Then the nose probed my ass and cunt again…then that damned tongue licking me…I was somewhere else in place and time. I as nowhere but somewhere getting delirious. Another lick from the top of my clitoris, along the wet folds of my cunt…a pause and pressing…and then in between my butt cheeks pausing for the taste of my ass…he was a dirty dog and curious and loved fucking his little girl.

This little girl loved nothing better than a good dog fuck with a knotting cock frantic to fuck me and splash and squirt into me. And now it wasn’t just an exciting afternoon in my yard but something to cherish and enjoy like none other…a double fucking…a double coming.

My dog was stiff now and his cock slapped my legs, in between my legs…poked my leg, searching for the right place…OH!…he had just now found the “right place” and that initial entry and doggie lustful thrust. I lifted my ass to him and he had his paws holding me at my waist so I couldn’t escape…didn’t want to escape…wanted holding…which he did, his paws gripping me for full purchase of my body, my waist, my aching cunt.

He thrust and thrust, frantic to bring himself off and wash my body with his hot fluids…he thrust again more anxiously…I was near and felt a little soreness at all the fucking on my porch…a good and delicious soreness…just then I wanted sore and release. I cried out: “Fuck me…hard” and he did…I lifted and moved my legs and let out noises and grunts and squirmed to receive all he had for me…then he slowed…tears were on my cheeks wetting my face as I felt him wetting me inside…I was a puddle of feelings…my whole body throbbing…he licked me clean…making me squirm some more. “Okay,” I cried, “Enough.” It was more than enough my afternoon in the yard…double pleasure, double joy, double come…he withdrew, licked my cunt and ass came up to my face, licked it. He seemed to have this exquisitely happy doggie smile…and I had an equally exquisite little girly smile. There was Heaven just now in my back yard on a quiet afternoon.