Linda is smitten with Adrian. Where it leads is not what she expected.
Hi, I am Linda. I am 23, tall, not bad looking and sexually active. I learned that I am a sucker for guys in uniform. That is why I have been involved with Adrian for 3 years now. I met him at a Saturday function I was dragged to by my bestie Monica. She is divorced and just enjoys sex without the attachment. I am different as I like being in a relationship. As soon as I saw Adrian I was smitten. Tall, slim, super fit but it was the Army uniform that sealed it. I saw he was at the bar and I quickly sidled up to him and struck up a conversation. Monica was engaged elsewhere so I ended up sitting down with Adrian and talking. He told me he had an early call the next morning so we exchanged phone numbers and he said he would call me.
I waited and waited and just as I had given up hope he rang the following Friday. We went out the following night and thus began our relationship. I should add that the sex that night was amazing or maybe it was because I hadn’t had sex for months. But when he took off his clothes and I saw his muscles, particularly the one between his legs, I was in heaven. His love making was a dream come true. It wasn’t long before we moved in together. Normally guys would live on the base but his rank allowed him to choose. Luckily for me he chose to live off base.
We soon settled into a routine. Up at the crack of dawn, Adrian showered and dressed and off to the base. Me groaning, forcing myself to get up, shower, dress and off to work. It took me several weeks to get used to waking up at 5am. Previously I didn’t know it existed. On the weekend we would go for runs around the local oval. He would do perhaps 10 laps. I would do maybe 2 or three. But it was fine as his fitness meant he could make love to me for longer that the 10 minutes I had become accustomed to previously.
I soon realised he had a fetish for uniforms. Maybe because he always wore one. First he brought home a woman’s Army uniform. Of course I was meant to wear it sans underwear. I often wondered if it was me he ravaged or someone at work he fancied. Next was a latex nurse’s outfit. Actually that one really turned me on too. Again sans underwear I would slip into it and meet him at the door when he got home. Some nights we didn’t get to eat dinner until 10pm. That outfit got both of us horny.
He came home one night to tell me that the following week he would be on field training for three weeks. He had mentioned the possibility several weeks earlier. He said he was worried about me being on my own and suggested we get a dog. “We have a big backyard and a dog could keep me safe” he said. I was talking to Monica who said she knew a local breeder and she would help me find a companion. I told Adrian and he agreed it was a good idea. The next weekend we met with Monica who took us to this breeding farm. The guy there, Tom, said we should get one “intact” as he described it as they were best as guard dog.
After looking Adrian saw this Doberman. My God he was huge. “I don’t think I could handle him” I said but both Adrian and Monica said he would scare away any trouble. Thing was, he also scared me. But finally I agreed and we bought him and took him home. He settled in surprisingly easily. We bought all the gear that Tom suggested and he enjoyed the large backyard. Sunday night was wet with a real downpour so Trigger (Adrian’s name idea) was inside. Adrian was to leave the next morning so we were on the couch indulged in foreplay when Trigger padded up and tried to push his head under me dress. “No” I cried “bad dog” but Adrian just laughed. “Maybe he smells your arousal” he said “it is making him horny. You should see what he will do”. I was shocked. “Don’t be disgusting” I said, angrily. He just laughed it off and we went to bed to have the last sex I would get for three weeks.
Adrian packed and left Saturday morning. The house was so empty. I admit I was feeling down. Saturday night I rang Monica and she came around with a bottle of wine and a shoulder to cry on. As the wine loosened my tongue I told her about Trigger and what Adrian said. She laughed and said Adrian should be careful because once Trigger licked me I would not want him anymore. I waited for her to laugh but she didn’t. “My God, are you serious?” I said. She smiled “take it from me honey a dog’s tongue is magic and will make you cum in seconds”.
I sat computing what she was saying. I struck me that she was speaking from experience. “You mean” I said while taking another sip “that you done it?” She looked me straight in the eyes and said “yes I have”. I was stunned. I knew Monica had a Black Labrador she called Tyson. “You mean you let Tyson lick you and make you cum?” I gasped “that is so freaky”. She laughed and tried to change the subject but I persisted. Finally she said that he did and she loved it. She added that it took weeks to train him by using code words that understood. She would say “Tyson stop” and he would go and lie down. She would say “Tyson lick” and he would come up and lick her.
I was completely shocked. I had heard about Bestiality but thought it was only in porn movies and probably fake. How could a dog engage with a human? The wine had my head spinning. “So a dog can lick a pussy. Can they also, you know, do it with a woman?” Monica laughed “oh honey it is entirely possible” and her face coloured a little. “My God Monica you have done it haven’t you? You and Tyson. Bloody hell honey that is so……and can’t find the words”. She laughed again. “Don’t knock it if you haven’t tried it” she said, mocking my dismay.
It was very late, and another bottle later, when Monica left to go home. She was a bit drunk and I suggested she stay over but she said she had to get home. After she left I let Trigger inside and sat down on the couch. He was looking at me. Was I seeing things? Was that lust in his eyes? Was I really that drunk? I looked at him and he tilted his head to one side. “Don’t even think about it” I said to him and headed for bed. I lay there and what Monica had told me kept circling in my alcohol-soaked brain. As I succumbed and masturbated the vision of Monica mating with Tyson made me cum not once but twice before I fell asleep.