Gunner’s bitch

This is a true story of how I lost my virginity to my family’s chocolate lab and ended up with an itch that I still have to this day.

It all started when I was very young. In kindergarten through 2nd grade my friend group would always find places to hide and look at each other naked. We’d touch each other’s naked “no no areas” and giggle. Harmless stuff at the time but it set off a sexual fire that rages inside me to this day.

Fast forward a few years, I’m out of school for the summer while my parents both had jobs where they left in the morning and besides the occasional lunch break, wouldn’t come home until the afternoon. My sister and I stayed home with our dogs, Pistol and Gunner. Pistol was a 6 year old Blue Heeler/Australian Shepherd mix, while Gunner was an enormous 2 year old Chocolate lab. I was blonde haired, blue eyed, tan, and toned from always running around outside, playing sports like football and basketball with my friends from school.

I would always catch myself staring and daydreaming about seeing my friends naked. Not knowing exactly what sex was or how it worked. Just knowing that I loved the adrenaline of doing something I shouldn’t be doing like sucking another boys young cock. So, when summer came, I spent most days stuck at home daydreaming of the same things while my sister spent the days over at her friends house next door.

One day while I was home alone in my backyard, I was throwing a tennis ball to Gunner while Pistol watched underneath the cottonwood tree where their water was. Gunner must’ve decided he was thirsty and trotted over to to get a drink next to Pistol. For some reason Pistol, who was laying down next to the water bowl, didn’t like the fact that she was now getting slobbered on. She snapped to her feet and snarled angrily in Gunner’s face. I started to run over to stop the fight before it happened but something unexpected happened. Pistol, still snarling, flipped around and backed her butt up to Gunner. I watched intently as Gunner’s massive body jumped on top of Pistol’s back. I started giggling, getting a pretty good idea from what the boys from school had talked about before, that Gunner was trying to have sex with her! Apparently, Pistol must’ve changed her mind, peeling herself from underneath him and snapping wildly in his face once again. “Pistol! Stop it!” I yelled. Running over to stop anything from escalating. Gunner just kept wagging his tail while Pistol seemed to mutter something like an upset girlfriend. At this point I look down to see that all of this excitement had caused Gunner’s glistening penis to poke out of his sheath. I reached out and touched it, the adrenaline already flowing through my not-so-innocent young body. It was so warm, much warmer than any of my friends I’ve touched. I started biting my lip as I felt along the entire length of his semi-erect cock. The inner bitch in me had been awoken. My cock was now starting to throb harder than it ever had before. Suddenly, my mind flashed back to reason and I knew I couldn’t keep doing this, not here. All of our neighbors were up on a hill next us and we had no fence so I knew that I would probably get caught if I continued in the yard. So I got up, unclipped the long lead from him and almost sprinted to my dads shop. “Come on Gunner! Let’s go get a treat!” He galloped alongside me, staring at me as if he knew what was going to happen. I opened the door and he trotted inside. “I’ll be right back, be a good boy!” I said as I closed the door and ran to the front yard to make sure no cars were in the driveway. None were there. “Yes!” I giggled, as I went back to the door and opened it up. Gunner’s face and steamy breath were there to meet me. “Watch out buddy! I need to get in!” I closed the door behind me and locked it. I wanted zero chance that someone would walk in. Literally shaking from excitement with my shorts hitting the ground. “Come here boy, look what I got.” Showing him my little teen cock which was as hard as steel. He almost knocked me over as he shoved his nose into my crotch. His first lick sent explosions throughout my body. All the way from my barely dropping balls to the tip of my dick. “Goo...gooood boy,” I shuddered. “Let me try that on you!” I got down on my knees and leaned in. The tip of his pink and wet cock poking out from his sheath. I licked the tip and was pleasantly surprised by the taste. A slightly salty, musty taste. I grabbed the base of his dick and he humped forward, stabbing me in the cheek with his hardening cock. I leaned back, my heart was pounding. He must’ve wanted to keep going because he eagerly licked my face. Almost apologetically. “Yes, you’re a good boy!” I assured him. I turned around, and showed him my ass. “You want to lick this?” His eager tongue was licking my hole as soon as the words left my mouth. I had never felt anything so good before in my life. I was entranced as his rough tongue licked from my thighs to my tight hole. “Gunner that feels so good! Good boy!” A few seconds later he stopped and before I knew it I felt his chest plop on my back, claws scratching at my side. “Ow, Gunner! You’re hurting me.” He didn’t care. I felt his wet dick sliding up my ass crack, my entire ass was lubed up from his licking. A few unsuccessful humps later he found his spot, it felt like a warm finger sliding about an inch into my ass, he paused for a second and then hopped off. I looked behind me, still on all fours with my back arched and my ass in his face like a bitch in heat. “C’mon Gunner! I said, patting my ass. Defiantly, he laid down and licked his partially exposed cock. I was drunk off of lust, wanting him to try again, even though I had no idea what that meant. A moment of clarity washed over me and I hopped to my feet. “I’ll be back!” I said as I put my shorts on over my naked ass and ran back out to the driveway to look again for cars or any sign of my sister being home. Nothing. I smirked and went back to the shop, almost skipping all the way to the door. I closed the door behind me and took my shorts off again. Gunner was up and ready for round two. I took about 3 quick steps past him and plopped to the ground, bracing for his body weight. Within a second he slammed on top of me. A loud grunt left his mouth as I struggled to stay on my hands and knees. I arched my back as I felt his warm, slippery cock poke around my ass like Pin the Tail on the Donkey. I was loving every second of his sexual attention, not knowing what was coming next. I turned my head back to look at Gunner, his breath covering my face in hot doggy steam. Turning my head must’ve given him the perfect angle because his very next thrust plunged into my once virgin ass. He started fucking my tight teen hole like a jackhammer. I gasped, my mouth wide open, my jaw literally vibrating from his feverish thrusts. “Good boy, good boy!” Is all I could muster. I was drunk off his cock, I pressed my hands into the shop floor and pushed my ass back into him, wanting every inch that I could get, or so I thought. A few thrusts later and I could feel something growing inside me, pulling at my tight asshole. Pleasure started to mix with pain and I panicked to get away, but Gunner’s instinct to mate was in full swing and there was nothing I could do to stop him. He repositioned himself, wrapping my waist even tighter. His warm inner thighs slapping against my ass cheeks. I gave up struggling and went back to taking it like a good bitch. His jackhammer pace slowed and I could feel his cock leaking something into my ass. Filling me up even more. His thrusts slowed, his knot pulling at my hole less and less and then he stopped and relaxed. His vice grip on my waist loosened. My arms shaking from adrenaline. I looked back again to see his face, exhausted from busting his first load inside my throbbing ass. We stayed there for what seemed like forever. His cock still pulsating inside me. Now, I only saw what his cock looked like before so I expected it to be only slightly bigger. I was wrong. All of the sudden he sprung off my back, pulling his knot that was still lodged in my ass with him. I panicked. The pain/pleasure mix changed to pure pain and terror as he dragged me across the shop floor. “Gunner! Stay! Ow!” I howled. He took two more steps and his knot tore out of me. A pool of cum flowed out of me. I sat there in shock, looking at Gunner laying down licking at his now massive, veiny, purple cock. The knot was still at least the size of a baseball. My ass was throbbing in pain, I looked down expecting to see a pool of blood, there wasn’t, my cock oozing precum into the puddle below me. I must’ve sat there for 10-15 minutes, not knowing what to do. Finally, gunner stood up, his cock back inside his sheath. He walked over to me and licked my cock, sending new tingles throughout my body. I jumped back. Still in shock over the ordeal. “No, Gunner!” I gingerly stood up and put on my clothes. After licking up all of our fluids Gunner joined me at the door. I walked over to Pistol and patted her on the head. She sniffed my hands, smelling the sex on them. I let out a little giggle and put Gunner back on his lead. “Good boy.” I said as I patted him on his head and walked back into the house.

It took me almost a year before my sexual desires finally were too strong and I convinced myself to let him have me again. After that, I was his bitch whenever I could be. Sneaking out at night to get my doggy cock fix. Even bringing him into the living room while everyone was gone and letting him fuck me in front of our TV, just so I could think about it while everyone was home watching TV....My favorite was letting him knot me in the garage with the door open and watching cars drive by. Knowing that if anyone looked in they’d see a young teen boy, on his hands and knees, with a huge dog knot getting lodged up my ass, being the best bitch for his dog master and not even caring if they saw.

Gunner and I had so much fun throughout the years. I’ve never had an experience like that since. He passed away a few years ago. Still happy as ever.