Beastiality Stories starting with 'j'
Jacking My Dog
... was a cute, happy, clumsy mixed breed--a mutt. I raised him from the time we brought him home from the pet store. I paper trained him, taught him how to fetch and do other tricks. One thing it never occurred to me to teach Bowzer was sex. From the time he could stand up on two legs, he was eagerly humping my leg. Soon enough, he was sniffing my crotch. One time when he was sniffing away, I farted loudly, prompting him to back off for a split second--his ears raised and a curious look on his face. After a moment, he dove back in, inhaling deeply and digging away as if looking for buried treasure. Naive as I was, I had not though of removing my jeans and having him rim me. We both certainly would have enjoyed that! I lay awake thinking about that occurrence all night. A few days later, when I knew I would be alone, I went outside to Bowzer's "home," a small fenced in area. After Bowzer finished hysterically jumping on me, I quietly removed my clothing. He came to me, looking in...
Jacque
... aught up on the daily gossip, and get ready to pull the sled. Even though he was bigger than most dogs, he wasn't Leader. He didn't want to be Leader. When you're Leader, you have to make sure all the dogs are well, that nobody went "wolf", that Master was happy, lead the sled, and keep everybody in line. That was not too much of a problem. Except for Snooty. Snooty didn't allow anybody to hump him but Master, and Leader; and only after Leader ripped the fur off him, and then only under the tail. Snooty thought he was too good for anybody. Jacque didn't mind it either way. He could play `male' or roll over for another male. Even old Master's huge cock was nice. But old Master very seldom took Jacque into his den. Old Master liked those who howled, and fought. Some howled all right, but only because they liked being humped so much. Most simply took it as part of life. When everyone is male, you either humped another male, or did without. Jacque shuddered. He could never do without,...
Jeremiah The Breeder
... dog. All sex in the story is consensual and this story is entirely fictional, as what is described can't possibly happen in any reality currently know to mankind. If you are under 18 or this type of story is illegal where you live, or this type of story is simply not your bag, then leave now. You have been warned. Otherwise, enjoy it for what it is, pure entertainment. This is my first and only attempt at a bestiality story, as it simply is not my bag. I am writing it at the suggestion of a friend. This isn't my first story on Nifty and hopefully won't be my last. Flames ignored. If you like the story, please let me know via e-mail at gpndc1966@earthlink.net. * * * * * * * * * * * * * Jeremiah had always had a dog as a pet. As long as he could remember, his Alaskan husky was right by his side, his ever faithful companion. His parents had bought Max as a puppy the same day Jeremiah turned 1 year old. Now, 7 years later, Jeremiah and Max were best friends. They had a special ...
Jims Fantasy
... o the same thing. We began to write some more and it didn't took long for us to get to know each other and of course share the fantasies we had. And ofcourse they involved dogs. It seemed that Jim himself didn't had a dog, but his neigbours did. He told me some stories about him secretly sneaking to the fence, calling the dog when it was outside and how he had his way with the dog. But always the fence had a part in the experience which was a shame. If the two really could have their way, something beautifull could grow. When I read his emails, I began to feel sorry for them both, and I decided to do something about it. I took the keys to my car, called for my own dog, put him in the car and drove to the neiberhood of Jim, without him nowing it. I parked my car a few streets away from his house and walked up to the neigbours house. A nice lady opened the door and looked at me. Since she had never seen me before so she was a bit cautious. But in the next moment she saw my dog and the...
Joker Takes My Cherry
... f you! Personally I hope I come to my senses before I even post it! But, in case I don't - this is a TRUE story. It really happened and it happened to me. If sex between a human and a creature that is not human is not your "cup of tea", then what the fuck are you reading in the Bestiality Section for in the first place?! Anyway, here's the story of how.... Joker Takes My Cherry RimPig (c) 2003 I was about ten or twelve when this incident happened. I was down in the basement one afternoon doing what I did at that age whenever I was alone for more than 10 minutes - I was pounding on my pud. Yes, I'll admit it. My very first addiction was to my dick. An addiction that I've never recovered from and don't intend to. Not that I've seen any advertisements for "Jack-off Anonymous". I don't think a lot of guys would ever attend. Anyway, there I am lying on a bed in the basement goin' at it with great zest! I guess my parents figured that putting a bed down there would make an emergency 'Gue...
Just Got Caught
... living room with a couple of drinks when Nick suddenly said he needed another and left for the kitchen. "How about making a bet?" he said as he handed me a huge glass. "Bet? Bet about what?" I asked. He smiled as he sat in the armchair and said, "First, let's decide on what to bet." "Fifty bucks!" I said, somewhat gloatingly, as if I was daring him to even try and stump me. "Fifty bucks!" he said, looking at me and raising his brows a bit. "Fifty bucks. Hmm. The price of a good blowjob, eh!" "Yea!" I quickly answered. "A good blowjob." "Let's just bet on the blowjob instead!" Nick said, wide eyed and smiling. "If you know the answer to this question I'll blow you, but if you don't, you'll blow me. Agreed!" "Ok, shoot." I said, now looking directly at him, listening carefully. "All right, here it is." he said. "Ready?' "Shoot!" I said. "Which queen of England was called the 'Virgin Queen'?" he asked as he sat back comfortably in his chair. "That's easy." I said. "I ...