I will personally fling you back to the shitpit that is /tv/

It’s be tough to give a full version of my first encounter. I have already been accused of sending in walls of text and I tend to get a little windy…….especially with something as profound and special as my first time with a bitch. But you bumped the thread, and so here goes nothin’! Just remember that this was a long stretch of decades ago and there was no internet. My ignorance was astounding, but it was what I knew at that young age and in that simpler time:
I was always attracted to dogs (and cervidea and even bovidea). And as I got older, that attraction inevitably turned sexual. But I was raised in a very religious household. I’d read the bible by age 12, and so I understood that to have sex with an animal would result in damnation. So although there were many jerk-off fantasies, I never gave into my desires. In those pre-internet days I had to cut pictures out of nature magazines or secretly spied on mating dogs…..and once I even fingered under the tail of a bitch who was in season and had a HUGE pussy just begging to be touched. I was scared shitless of what god thought for a long time after that time I’ll tell you!
So, as you might imagine, I was a virgin when I got married at 21. And it wasn’t really love that made me get married. She wanted it, but I was conflicted since I wasn’t really attracted to her……or any women that I’d ever seen. My cousins or friends and I would sneak a look at the Playboy’s and Hustler’s in the drugstore (before they were wrapped in plastic don’t you know). But I would always rather go look at the nature magazines. Imagine if they’d had Bark or Dog Fancy back then! How would I ever explain THAT interest to my cousins or friends?? Anyway, I was smitten with any and every dog I met…..especially the girls 😉 But in the end I finally gave in and married her because I thought that that would be my best chance of getting “normal”. I thought that being married and having a “normal” sex life would straighten me out 🙁 Riiiight. Looking back on all of the missed opportunities that having “god” on the brain made me miss out on makes me bitter and sad! I lost my virginity to that woman as I tried to be someone who I was not. Ask a homosexual who grew up in similar circumstances, and I’ll bet you’ll hear a similar story.
Anyway, that marriage lasted a whole year before she moved out…..I guess due to my lack of attention. Who I WAS giving attention to were a couple of dogs who were owned by a neighbor. The owners traveled a lot, and so Smokey and Heidi stayed with us……a lot. Heidi was a mostly black with silver and tan accents 4 year old German Shepherd and Smokey was a jet black long coated 9 year old German Shepherd mix (the mix was probably Belgian Sheepdog). When they were at home they lived in an outside pen. But when they came to us, we spoiled them and took them inside……..needing to give them baths first as you can imagine. My wife left and the dogs came for a visit at about the same time. As I was giving them their baths, I noticed that Heidi was in heat. Back then I didn’t realize it, but that was perfect for what was about to happen. I denied it right up until I was entering her, but the thought of actually having sex with her and losing my REAL virginity…..finally…..started to take a hold of me……at 21! Most every other zoo I’ve ever talked to had sex with their first dog at 12 or 13 or 15…….it still makes me feel cheated in a way that I didn’t just be who I was and give in to youthful experimentation like most kids do.

So, after their baths they were laying on the floor in the living room and I had the house to myself…….and was feeling sorry for myself. I mean I never wanted that marriage. But at the same time I’d grown accustomed to there being someone in the house with me who at least pretended to give a shit about me……now there was no one. But the dogs were there. And I did love them. Especially Smokey who I was more fond of. But Heidi was in season. She’d never been in season before when we watched them, and I knew that she had had one litter a couple years before we moved to the house we lived in and began sitting them. Smokey actually had had a few as she was older than Heidi. I got on the floor with them and although I still feared what god would think, I was in the right frame of mind to experiment. I figured that this might be a really grand masturbation since this girl was in season right in front of me! I could smell her, and though time has made that smell ever more enticing to me, that time it was sort of rank. Even with her just having had a bath, she was stinky 🙂 Of course I know now that a bitch will smell stronger as she heads toward the end of her season and is most willing to mate. But that didn’t stop me from feeling her. And rubbing her. And finally trying to see if I could even get a finger in her. She was willing for all of that. If she’d so much as growled, or tried to go away, I think that that would have been the end of me ever trying again. By now passion had taken me and I knew that this wasn’t going to be masturbation after all. I did not know about a clitoris…….or even if I did I probably would have said that a dog didn’t have one LOL. I told you that I grew up in a religious and sexually repressed environment! But I saw that she was stiffening her rear legs and trembling at my touch. And she kept looking back with an expression that was just so communicative that she WANTED this. She wanted my touch, my rubbing, and then my finger inside her. And then she did an amazing thing. Even more so now that I have learned so much more about dogs and their normal response to sexual activity. She rolled on her back! I caressed her nipples and noticed that they erected just like a woman’s will fondled. I kissed them and she seemed to like it. I don’t know, maybe that was just me. But as I fingered her, she started to straighten her rear legs in the air and her toes got stiff and spread and she bucked her hips a little as she trembled. I thought about licking her, but remember, this was all new to me and I’d only done that once with a woman……and didn’t care for it at all 🙁 And she was REEEALLY smelly there 😉 Naturally, I love doing that for a bitch these days. And I love that smell now! I rolled on top of her to see how she would react. She just lay there and kissed me. To this day I am overcome with emotion thinking about how she gave herself to me that night. As I looked into those trusting brown eyes and saw the desire and the animal lust………I knew that I was going to be who I was and that was that! I got some Vaseline (I know now…..didn’t know then) and she was fine with me applying that to her. I was as hard as I have ever been, and as I sank into her there was no resistance…and she only gasped a little as I went in her pussy all the way to my balls. It was the most amazing feeling that I have ever felt. There has been some really good sex with beloved bitches who were REALLY “into it” since then, but that first time will always be magnificent to me. It was SOOOO much better than the sex with my wife (soon to be ex). And I’ve had decent sex with one other women in subsequent years, but there is no way to even compare the feeling. The tightness and the hotness. And the squeezing! She rhythmically pulsed as I gently stroked her and naturally I lasted all of 25 seconds. Sadly I don’t even know if she had an orgasm that first time, though once I realized what to look for I know she had some great ones after that. She never was one to do the “zoomies” after cumming, but her head would ripple and her jaws would clench and crack as she came which is how I knew that I sent her to doggie pleasure-land. I just cannot remember if she did that first time.

Afterward, she lay there calmly and naturally I cried a little. She licked my tears and I knew that we were mated forever…..no matter who claimed to “own” her. It was a life changing experience for me. I realized that love and sex with a dog is not only possible, but it is the way that I chose (and choose) to be.
But what about “god”? How would I ever atone for this sin? I decided that it didn’t matter any more. If love and pleasure like this is a sin, then I will be more than happy to “pay the piper” if it comes to that. I tried to be normal to please an idea….at best….and I failed. But what is normal anyway? It’s being loved and sharing love with a bitch. There have been so many who have shared my life since that time. Some come into….and then out of my life. Some I have loved for their lifetimes….and then had to say goodbye. All were (ARE) special, but that first time with Heidi was my first experience with real love. I still…..decades and decades later…..remember her. And THANK her….for giving me ME.