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 1-43”.

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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…

As some of you may know, I am currently working on my first non-erotic book series. But writing a series is a lot of work. And the first step in the long process is plotting out the entire series before I start writing.

I had been working hard all day and I had finally finished plotting out the fifth book in the series. With a satisfied smile, I pressed Ctrl + S and turned off the computer. One quick glance at the clock told me it was much later than I had thought and realized it was time for bed. However, I knew I was far too buzzed for sleep. I considered watching a movie, but knew that would only make me up. So I decided to go for a run. The plan was: Tire myself out, take a shower and get a good night’s sleep. But like I said, it only was only a plan…

Changing into my jogging clothes, I put on my running shoes, grabbed my watch and headed off. The air was so chilly that I decided to jog to the park. By the time I reached it, my blood was pumping and I had become impervious to the cold.

It was almost midnight, so the park was deserted. But that was a good thing because I hate having to weave my way through a crowd when I run. I prefer blasting my music, running in a straight line and letting my mind wander. That was when I realized something. I had forgotten my iPod. For a second, I considered going back for it, but seeing how I was already there and ready to run, I decided to go old school.

The next few minutes were uneventfully. Left foot. Right foot. Left foot. Right food. That was the gist of it. But the monotony of running was about to come to an end. By then, I was breathing pretty hard, so I almost did not hear it.

“What was that?” I wondered as I strained to listen. Unfortunately, there was just the silence of the city. Which is to say there was the honking of cars and the occasional cry of teens partying. But the sound I had heard was neither. It was…

Then I heard it again. A dog’s bark. But unlike the first, this one sounded a lot closer. The original bark was so faint that I had barely even heard it. This one seemed to have come from quite near. But a quick glance at my surroundings told me there was no canine in sight. However, that did not mean he was not there, it just meant I could not see him. Yet…

So I continued to run, throwing the occasional glance over my shoulder. Don’t get me wrong. It is not like I am afraid of dogs, but the barks I had heard seemed to be long to quite a large dog. And since there was no one in sight, if he decide to attack me, there would be no one to help me. So I ran a little faster and stayed vigilant.

Another minute went by before I heard the third bark. This one was even closer than the last. And since I had made it halfway across the park, it was clear he was following me. Unfortunately, there was nothing I could do but keep on running. So I ran. Fast.

As most people, my mind went to the worst case scenario and I imagined a huge dog chasing me. But because of my overdeveloped imagination, the dangerous canine did not remain trapped inside my mind. Instead, it came to life, taking the form of a fantasy.

Before I could even figure out what was happening, the real world had faded and was replaced by an identical fantasy one. I was still running, but unlike in real life, a huge, deadly canine was now chasing me. I peered over my shoulder and realized he was closing in on me. I ran faster, but that did no good as my pursuer had the advantage of having four legs.

Eventually, he got so close that I decided to change tactics. Veering off the beaten path, I cut through a flowerbed and darted down a hill. Unfortunately, my escape plan backfired. Tripping on a lump of grass, I lost my footing and tumbled down the hill. By the time I reached the bottom, my pursued was upon me.

I lay flat on my stomach as I struggled to keep the world from spinning. After a second, it did and I got to my hands and knees. But that was as far as I got before the large canine made his move.

“Fuck!” I gasped in a mixture of surprise and fear when I felt him mount me. He was now squeezing my waist with his two front legs and using his hind ones to jerk back and forth, forcing something long and hard to grind against my ass. I did not even have to look to see what it was. His dick.

I struggled to break free, but my attacker continued to grind his cock against me. It was hard to tell, but I got the feeling the more her grinded, the longer his cock got. I was starting to seriously freak out when I realized something.

“Oh my god!” I gasped as I realized I did not actually want him to stop. I was enjoying the feel of his cock-hard manhood rubbing against my ass. Instantly, I calmed down and let him proceed. Unfortunately, my jogging pants were keeping him from attaining penetration. So I decided to take control of the situation.

“STOP!” I yelled. My voice was so powerful that the horny canine instantly froze.

“Down!” I ordered. Immediately, he dismounted me and just stood there, docile as a lamb. I was stunned by this unexpected turn of events, but decided to take full advantage of it.

The plan was to pull down my pants and let my lover take advantage of me. But before I could, I spotted the huge cock that stood perfectly erect between his hind legs. I barely had time to notice it was the biggest cock I had ever seen before the sight of it drove me completely wild with desire. Unable to resist, I reached for it.

Apparently, the horny dog knew exactly what was coming, because he dropped to his side and rolled onto his back. Not wasting a second, I shuffled over to him and, leaning forward, wrapped my lips around the blistering-hot prick. Less than a second later, I was furiously bobbing my head up and down.

As good as it felt, I wanted more. Grabbing hold of the spear with one hand, I started jerking him off vigorously. The dual stimulation paid off, because his schlong soon started to jerk around in my hand and mouth. I considered continuing, but decided to take a different approach. I put an end to the blowjob, but kept on performing the avid handjob until he came.

I closed my eyes and moaned blissfully as wave after wave of hot canine semen squirted onto my face. The heat of the jizz forced a shiver of delight to travel across my entire body as my lover’s orgasm continued.

When the final wave oozed out of him, my entire upper body was covered in cum and I could barely see anything. But that was not going to keep me from proceeding with the plan I had just come up with. Grabbing the base of my lover’s shaft to keep it from retracting back into his body, I started sucking his cum-covered cock.

“Mmmmm!” I moaned. I am still unsure if it was a moan of repulsion because of his cum’s salty taste or a moan of bliss because of the jizz’s incredible heat. Whatever the reason, I sucked him off long and hard until I was certain he was ready for round two.

When I finally pulled away, his cock was as hard as rock and ready for my soaking-wet pussy. Not wasting a second, I pulled down my pants, got on all fours and presented my ass to him. Less than a second later, he mounted me, forcing most of his large cock into me.

“Oh yes!” I moaned. “Fuck me! FUCK ME!”

And that was exactly what he did. His schlong dove in and out of me with ever increasing speed until I felt a powerful orgasm grow within me. Moments later, I climaxed.

“FUUCCCKKKK!!!!!” she moaned at the top of my lungs as I started to squirt. Wave after wave shot out of me. Luckily, my lover soon caught up to me and shot his hot load inside me, forcing both human and canine cum to fly out of me.

Moans, howls and cum filled the air for a few seconds before I was snapped back to reality.

“What the fuck?” I gasped as I glanced around. I had kept on running throughout my fantasy and had veered off track. I hurried out of the flowerbed I now stood in and continued my run. Another few barks echoed throughout the deserted park, but never once did I catch a glimpse of the canine in question. So I finished my run and made it home without running into any angry dogs. But, honestly, I sort of wish I had…

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Have a horny day,

Barbie Lez