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 1-3”.

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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…

December 31st 2013, 5:00 PM; the last day of the year! I was lying on my bed, my fingers darting in and out of my pussy when I suddenly remembered something.

“Oh fuck!” I almost yelled as my fingers flew out of my cunt. I had just remembered my friend had asked me to babysit her dog. I had agreed, but since it was only a dog, I had decided feeding him would be enough. Unfortunately, that was three days earlier and I had forgotten all about him. To make even things worse, my friend was returning that very same day at…

“Fuck!” I swore again as I realized my friend was due back in an hour. Determined to keep my forgetfulness a secret, I barely had time to slip into a bathrobe and throw on a jacket before heading out the front door. After a quick walk in the freezing cold and a long, drafty bus ride—after all I was wearing nothing beneath my bathrobe—across the city, I reached my friend’s apartment.

Beep. Beep.

“Fuck!” I swore as I glanced at my watch. It was 6:00 PM. For the first time in my life, I actually hoped my friend would be late. A quick knock on the door told me her punctuality had not improved in the last three days. Sighing in relief, I let myself in, only to be greeted by an overzealous (and starving) Doberman. I bypassed the customary ‘Hey bud!’ and the hello petting and rushed into the kitchen. Moments later, I was dumping an entire bag of dog food into the canine’s bowl. I barely had time to take a step back that he dove in head first.

A relieved sigh escaped me as I rest my back against the wall and let myself slide to the ground. I started to relax until my gaze came across the dog that stood before me. The back and forth rocking of his body made me realize I was still incredibly horny from my interrupted masturbation session. Before I even knew what was happening, the fantasy had started!

Unable to resist the sight of the muscular canine body sawing to and fro, I unzipped my jacket and pulled my bathrobe open, revealing my naked body. One hand traveled up to my boobs while the other went down to my pussy.

“Mmmmm!” I moaned as I slipped two fingers past my labia. Within seconds, I was furiously finger-fucking my cunt. Unfortunately, it did not take long before I started craving more. Giving into the bestial urges that had been growing within me, I yanked my fingers from my poon.

“Come here, you sexy dog,” I muttered as I reached out. I was surprised by my own strength when I easily grabbed the large canine and forced him onto his back. The first thing I noticed was the tip of his cock sticking out of his prepuce. He struggled to break free until I lowered my head between his hind legs, forcing my outstretched tongue to make contact with the tip of his bright-red dick. After only a few flicks of the tongue, he became as docile as a lamb. Another few flicks and his dick started to grow. Before long, I was able to wrap my lips around his shaft and instantly started bobbing my head up and down. Mere seconds later, his schlong was fully grown.

“Wow!” I gasped as I pulled back and found an eight-inch-long by slightly-over-an-inch-wide cock standing before me. The sheer sight of it was enough to drive me crazy. Diving back into action, I sucked the shit out of that canine cock until I felt it start to convulse. Moments later, it happened; he climaxed!

“Mmm?!” I moaned in shock as I found myself stunned by not just the power of his squirts, but also by the taste of them. Unlike in my stories, his cum was not sweet; it was salty. My gag reflex soon forced me to reject the orgasmilk that was being forced into my mouth. The semen soon flowed past my lips and ran down between my boobs, toward my pussy. For some reason, I continued sucking his dick until the final wave flowed out of him. Pulling away, I spat out what little canine jizz still filled my mouth.

I began to wonder if sex with a dog was such a good idea when a canine tongue on my pussy reminded me just how horny I was. I peered down to find the large pet licking the cum that now covered my lower lips. I wondered how he could possibly like the taste of dog cum when I realized something; I was too horny to care. In fact, I was so horny that I did not want to get licked by the large canine; I wanted to get fucked by him!

Too horny to realize just how wrong what I so desperately craved actually was, I got to work. The first problem I had to resolve was how to get him hard again. Or so I though until I realized he already had a raging hard-on. Apparently, the taste of my pussy (and his cum) was enough to get him ready for round two. Taking full advantage of the situation, I slipped out of my jacket and bathrobe. Getting on all fours, I offered my body to the horny animal. Taking full advantage of the situation, my friend’s dog instantly mounted me, forcing every last inch of his cock into my poon.

“FUCK!” I yelled as he began thrusting his rock-hard shaft in and out of me. After only a few seconds, I was yelling at the top of my lungs as my canine lover fucked the shit out of me. Because of all the teasing leading up to this blissful moment, I soon felt an orgasm build within me.

“FUUCCCKKKK!!!!!” I soon shrieked as the first wave of cum squirted out of me. Moments later, my lover’s cock started to convulse as his first wave flowed into my cock-filled cunt. The two substances mixed, forming a human/canine cum cocktail that was soon forced out of me, covering both us and the floor in cum. He continued pounding away at my squirting pussy until…

BANG!

I was instantly snapped back to reality. After a few seconds of confusion, I realized the banging sound was that of the front door being slammed shut.

“Oh fuck!” I muttered as I removed my hand from between my thighs—I only then realized I had been rubbing my pussy through my bathrobe—and got to my feet. Moments later, my friend entered the living room.

“Hi!” she said, obviously thinking I had spent the last three days taking care of her beloved dog. Fortunately, she did not know I had forgotten all about him and I was not about to tell her.

“How was the trip?” I asked.

“Good. How were things here?”

“Good,” I said, unable to keep from smiling as I thought to myself, “But they could have been better.” The fantasy had been so vivid that I only then realized something; I wanted more. A lot more! But for now, the fantasy will have to suffice. Then again, no one knows what the future holds…

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Have a horny day,

Barbie Lez