The Julie Journals - Beast Extracts

In the past I have often written the Julie Journals in the third person, however, when I write about my time with dogs, I find that very difficult as it is so personal. For that reason, this is in the first person.

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A few weeks ago, in the middle of October, I was out with my husband in our local pub. There we bumped into Mike and Debbie and, of course, Rocky. It was a pleasant evening, although all that kept running through my brain as I glanced at Rocky from time to time was, “I wish we could go outside, and have you fuck my brains out.” Then glancing out the window at the rain changed that to, “Fuck me in front of that fire.”

Of course, that couldn’t happen as I am pretty sure the landlord would have banned me at least, though maybe not. As I looked at Rocky, I wondered if he was thinking the same thing, though if he was, he did a good job of hiding it.

It had been 13 months since Rocky had fucked me last, and I missed it. Not that I wasn’t getting plenty of sex, even though my husband is an ever-willing partner, it was that desire for the raw animal passion that was nagging at me. Dog sex is like a powerful drug, once you have experienced that high your body craves it.

“Bloody fireworks night,” Mike muttered as a rocket fizzed into the sky, “It’s still October, and they have started, poor old Rocky hates the 5th of November.”

I had forgotten all about Fireworks night, which was happening in a couple of weeks when people would let off fireworks, often in their back garden. This was to celebrate a group of protesters who, 400 years ago, tried to assassinate the King.

“I didn’t think it was a big thing anymore,” I said, ruffling Rocky’s head in sympathy, though I would have much rather my hand was elsewhere on his body.

“We are supposed to attend a charity fireworks event that evening, but we don’t know what we are going to do with Rocky.”

I acted as if I didn’t register their words, but my brain was whirring as I calculated the feasibility of spending a couple of hours with Rocky. I would give him something to take his mind off the fireworks alright, and it would be a different type of banging altogether. I remained noncommittal, and not long after, they left while we finished our meal.

That night, sex with JJ was extra hot for me as I got him to take me doggy fashion. If he could have read my mind as he fucked me, he would have probably killed me as, in my head, it was Rocky banging me, not him.

The next day I sat in front of PC, considering the possibilities and practicalities of this brief liaison. I suspect my judgment was a little biased as sitting on my desk was Rex, the doggy dildo I had bought myself last Christmas. I often get an hour or two in the mornings as I am one of those ‘awake and go types’, whereas JJ will lie in bed until he has to get up. As this gives me some private time to chat and write porn, I don’t discourage him, in fact, some mornings, I get so turned on I get back into bed for a morning quickie.

I chatted with a couple of people online and, of course, discussed the possibility of getting together with Rocky. The more I talked, the more turned-on I got, and it was almost like Rex was calling me to be used.

Rex isn’t small, in fact, it is bigger than what I expected, not that I am complaining. I sleep naked, so when I go downstairs the first time, I only wear a robe which is easy to unfasten and fasten should my husband ever come down early. The robe was wide open, and my freshly shaved pussy from the night before begging to be filled. My typing was reduced to one hand as I picked up Rex by the base and opened my knees wide. I wanted to plunge it into myself like a dog would and fuck myself madly with it, but I knew if I did, the noise I would have made would have brought JJ down the stairs at speed.

Instead, I had to content myself with a slow insertion, feeling myself open inside, welcoming the dog dildo deep inside. As I chatted the dildo slipped deeper and deeper, and I felt myself more and more wanting it to be Rocky. As I came, I knew that I was going to help Mike and Debbie and that Rocky was going to use his red rocket on me as I craved. Increasing the speed and power of my thrusts as much as I dared, I fucked myself in the delirium that soon it would be Rocky reclaiming his bitch.

*****

It is one thing to make a decision with a rather large dildo inside you and another when you review it in the cold light of day. Yes, I desperately wanted Rocky but it was only an hour or two which wouldn’t leave me a lot of time. As much as it pained me to admit it, the risk of getting caught outweighed the potential pleasures that would be there.

When I bumped into Debbie a few days later I casually mentioned that I wouldn't be able to help, to which she told me that they had already decided Mike would go and she was staying with Rocky. All that desire and worry for nothing. Oh well, I was off on a cruise for a week so I put it out of my head.

*****

“Hi Julie, you might just be able to save my life.”

“What’s up Kim?” I said, smiling to myself as I thought about the last time I stayed over at hers. She, and her husband, Simon, were the owners of Harvey, a Rottweiler with the biggest cock I had ever known. The thought made my pussy flip, and I could feel myself getting wet as I remembered how he had fucked me, turning my insides to mush.

“It’s tonight, neither of us can get home to sit with Harvey. Simon is away working, and I am stuck in Cheltenham.”

Glancing round to check my husband wasn’t nearby, I shoved my hand down my joggers and started to caress my clit as I talked to Kim.

“I thought you had someone local looking after him?” I said not wanting to add, “and no doubt enjoying his amazing cock.”

“She does during the day but can’t during the evenings and especially not tonight as she is taking her little boy to a firework display, in fact the very one that will scare poor Harvey half to death.”

The thought of a 130lb Rottweiler cowering didn’t seem right but I know how much animals hate fireworks and the problems it can cause.

“So, I pitch up this afternoon, look after Harvey tonight and tomorrow she takes over again?”

My clit was throbbing as I teased it, thinking about how I would look after Harvey that night for sure, but perhaps not how Kim envisaged.

“There is a key safe round the back, and you know the code.”

I had to bite my lip as I slipped a finger inside, then glancing at the clock, I saw it was just after 10:30. It was a couple of hours drive to Kim’s, so I could leave after lunch.

“Tell your friend I will be over around four before it gets dark and will let myself in. She can see me in the morning.”

“That’s great, and Kristina will pop in tomorrow after she has dropped her son at school.”

Clicking the phone off, I shouted up to JJ, “Hey hun Kim needs me to stay at hers tonight and look after Harvey, do you want to come?”

This may seem like a high risk move as my husband knew nothing about my activities with dogs, but I was confident about his response.

“You mean that brute of a dog that looks at me like I was dinner? No thanks, you go and knock yourself out, I will go down the pub.”

Smiling, I went up the stairs saying, “Well do you want to help me pack a bag?”

Both of us knew I needed no help, but it was one of our signals for a quick romp.

“Way ahead of you babe,” I heard him laugh and realised he was already in our bedroom. Walking in, I saw he was naked, his clothes strewn across the floor, lying on the bed, his cock in his hand.

I have to say at this juncture that my husband has a wonderful cock. He is uncut and around eight inches and a nice thickness, but the best bit is he knows how to use it.

“And how exactly is this going to get my packing done?” I said in mock indignation but in reality, I was already wet from my conversation with Kim and what I knew was coming.

He simply laughed and pointed his cock at me, “Well if you are abandoning me it’s only fair I get a reward.”

Staying clothed for a moment, I crawled onto the bed and removing his hand took over gripping it as I started to lick up and down his shaft. I love sucking cock and am pretty damn good at it as I know my husband would agree. I peeled back his foreskin before wrapping my lips around the head and slowly letting my mouth sink onto it. At the same time, I ran my nails over his balls making them shimmer as I touched them.

Controlling my gag reflex I took him deeper and deeper until I could feel him touching my throat. That is when I started to hum. This action has the effect of sending vibrations through his cock and I knew I had hit a nerve by his moans and the way he lay back.

I worked my head for a while but I knew that if I let him, he would stay like that until he shot his load. I had other plans for that as I wanted his cream inside me when I met with Harvey as I know that it sends a dog crazy if they think another male has mated their bitch before them. I hardly ever wear knickers (panties) at home, so I released my mouth and scooted up a little until I straddled him and then slowly sank onto his cock.

As I started to move up and down, he pulled the top I was wearing over my head and threw it on top of his pile of clothes. Then, very deftly he unclipped my bra and allowed my breasts to fall free. I have sensitive nipples at the best of times, but when I am aroused they are even more sensitive and JJ knows this. He took each one in turn into his mouth sucking them and then chewing gently as I rode up and down.

As his hands gripped my ass cheeks under my skirt, I started to ride him faster slamming up and down. He rolled us together, still deep inside, so he was now on top and in control of the pace. Lifting my legs even higher he placed them on his shoulders and straightened his body so just his toes were digging into the bed. Then he power fucked me, making me cry out as I came on his wonderful cock, my head thrashing from side to side. With a mighty roar, he pumped his seed deep inside me until he finally collapsed into my arms, both of us breathing heavily.

Lifting himself up and out of me he sauntered into the bathroom and said with a cheeky grin, “So will you be fixing me lunch before you run away?”

If I had something I could have thrown at him I would, instead I just laughed.

*****

Seeing the key safe exactly where Kim had said it would be, I punched in the code, and the door clicked unlocked. Opening the front door, I stepped inside, my overnight bag in my hand, and closed it gently, waiting quietly in the late afternoon gloom. The 2-hour drive over had been largely uneventful, although I wasn't sure just how successful the wad of tissue I had used had been to try to stop JJ’s cum leaking out.

I heard Harvey sniff the air and then pad silently over to me, checking out the intruder. I stood still, knowing that he could tear me to pieces if he chose, but I hoped he had other plans. I could feel my pussy churning as he pressed his large head into my groin, no doubt detecting my excitement and perhaps a whiff of male seed. Stepping out of my trainers, I undid my jeans before wiggling them down over my hips and off.

He moved behind me and pressed his cold nose against my ass before he sniffed loudly then nudged me forward. Dropping to all fours, I pushed my ass back to him, moving my knees apart. He must have been satisfied with my smell, so he decided to do the taste test. His long pink tongue curled out and along my pussy lips, rasping over my clit, making me moan with pleasure. I knew he would no doubt taste and smell my husband’s seed, making him more dominant with the desire to be the last to breed me.

My voice cracked as I whispered hoarsely, “Your bitch is back.”

A few more wonderful licks, and then he stopped, and I knew what was coming next. I felt his weight on my back, and I braced myself to stop from collapsing in the hallway. He made a couple of tentative stabs with his hips, and then he was in me.

I swear his cock had grown since last time, as he buried most of it in me on his first thrust. It felt huge inside, and I screamed in pleasure as his paws gripped my hips, allowing him to lever into my aching cunt. There was slight pain from his claws, but that was far outweighed by the pleasure of his mighty cock ramming into me.

I know it was wrong but I immediately compared Harvey’s cock to my husband’s. As I have already said JJ has a wonderful cock and not a bad size, but Harvey's is just ‘Oh My God’ size. I would have said that they are about the same thickness but Harvey is a good 3 inches longer, I fact I had forgotten just how big it was. Within minutes I could feel my insides being battered as he drove in with the power and authority to reclaim his bitch. It was all I could do to stop myself from being propelled along the hardwood floor.

When he knotted, I went crazy as I thought for a moment I was going to burst as it drove inside then swelled as I clamped around it. The full feeling was exquisite and I whimpered and thrashed as I came on his knot. I had also forgotten how hard dogs cum, its spurt going into me like a jet wash as he throbbed on my g-spot.

I have no idea how long he lay on my back pulsing his cum into me, it could have been 5 minutes, or it could have been an hour, I was almost in a stupor. When he did finally tug free, I had to cup my hand over my pussy to stop myself from gushing onto the floor.

Harvey had wandered off to his basket, no doubt very pleased with himself that he had given his bitch a good seeing to. I was as equally pleased but needed a few minutes to gather my wits before I stood up from being on all fours. When I eventually did get upright, I still felt a little wobbly, though that wasn’t surprising from the way my insides had been rearranged. As I went to follow Harvey into the kitchen diner, the CSB on my wrist vibrated, making me stand stock still.

On my right wrist was the CSB, or Counter Surveillance Bracelet, to give it its full title, and it was just one of the things I liberated from my previous job. It looks like a Fitbit, in fact, it does everything a Fitbit does, but with a couple of little extras. Pressing a certain combination of buttons turns it into a tracking device, but what it also does is survey the immediate vicinity for any active cameras or listening devices. Because it was discrete, it wasn’t obvious if you moved naturally around, waiting for the vibrations to increase as you got near a device.

I was naked from the waist down, but the top I had on was long enough to cover my modesty while standing, though perhaps not sitting down. This allowed me to move casually around the room until I spotted the camera sitting on the shelf, pointing at Harvey’s basket. I relaxed a little as this clearly wasn’t a covert piece of kit, more a dog cam to allow Kim or Simon to check in on Harvey via their mobiles.

When you discover a surveillance item, there are two ways of dealing with it. You accept its presence and work around it, which has the advantage that the person on the other end still thinks you are unaware. Alternatively, you disable it, but of course, now the listener/watcher knows you have discovered it. I had no desire to let Kim or Simon watch me although perhaps deep down I did but it would undoubtedly end in tears. Picking up a tea towel I draped it over the camera plunging it into darkness as well as muffling any listening. I was happy enough that I could reason it out that I didn’t like being spied on if challenged but felt it was a room to avoid.

I then went from room to room downstairs checking for any detection vibrations on my bracelet. It stayed happily quiet and when I was satisfied that the downstairs was clear I went into the guest annex and collected a towel. Draping myself over a large pouffe with the towel underneath I called Harvey. Glancing at my watch I saw it had been half an hour since he had covered me and already, I was aching for more. I also knew I should check in, so while I waited, I pinged off WhatsApp messages to my husband and Kim telling them I had arrived, all was fine, and I was having a shower.

This of course wasn’t true but I knew as I lay over the pouffe that I was likely to be busy for a while. My phone pinged with a reply but before I could see who it was from, Harvey padded in and saw his bitch ready for him. He sniffed and licked a couple of times, then satisfied it was me rose onto his rear legs and mounted me.

He hit his goal on the second jab and his cock vanished into my cunt in a couple of brutal thrusts. His cock felt so long I thought he was going to burst through and into my belly. His paws gripped my hips as he drove his powerful hips fast into me, his long hot cock piercing me deep making me yelp and moan. It was almost like the more I yipped the harder he fucked, slamming his cock in with all his might. Luckily the pouffe was there to help support me otherwise I think I would have been smashed to the floor.

I could feel his knot banging against my pussy lips and taking a deep breath, I tried to relax enough to allow him to push in. As his knot slammed inside me, I started to cum, my juices making his passage easier as he sealed himself in me. As he throbbed he spurted and it felt like a hose pipe unleashing in me. I could see in the reflection of the television his panting face, his tongue hanging out as he knew he had reclaimed his bitch.

After he had thoroughly used me, Harvey padded off leaving me draped over the pouffe in a state of euphoric bliss. With two loads deep in me and my pussy throbbing nicely I was in heaven. What made me shiver with excitement was the anticipation that the night was still young, I just hoped Harvey had the stamina to keep up with my enthusiasm.

Grabbing my phone, I saw two WhatsApp messages that had come in while I was engaged with Harvey. The first was from my husband giving me a thumbs-up emoji followed by a rocket and a dog. For a moment a chill ran through me then I laughed out loud, he was just commenting on what the reason was for my visit. A pang of guilt ran through me as I wished I could share this with him but I knew in my heart of hearts, I never could. Then I laughed again as I realised, I never thought about giving it up, just a lack of sharing. “Oh well, what he doesn’t know can’t hurt him,” I said out loud and moved to the second message which was from Kim.

Kim: Hey glad ur Ok hope H is being good.

Julie: He is being very good.

There was so much more I could have said. My mind wandered as I have always wondered if Harvey was fucking her, or perhaps her neighbour…or maybe both. Then the next line came in.

Kim: Did you disable the doggy cam?

She hadn’t bothered asking how I knew as we both wore CSBs although hers was concealed in her Apple Watch.

Julie: Yeah, didn’t see why I should give Simon a free show of me wandering around semi-naked.

She tagged that with a laughing emoji, and then I added on,

Julie: Unless it was you who wanted to watch me??

That one she tagged with two laughing emojis and one with a sticking out tongue. I have always had a thing for Kim ever since I met her and have dropped a lot of hints that I was interested. At first, I thought she wasn’t picking them up but as time went on it became clear she didn’t swing that way. It never affected our relationship, but I would still casually flirt with her from time to time.

Kim: ur funny. It’s gr8 I only use it 2 make sure H is OK but ur there.

I laughed again as I thought, “If only you knew how I was taking care of him.”

Then laughter, gravity and two very large loads of dog cum combined and cupping my hand over my pussy again I managed to catch most of it. Looking at the mess in my palm I knew there was only one thing to do, so I licked my hand clean before I waddled to the shower.

*****

After my shower, I threw on a long tee shirt and nothing else before fixing dinner for Harvey and an omelette for myself. Deciding to give Harvey, and myself, a rest I sat on the sofa watching TV with Harvey lying on my feet, when the first bang went off outside. Harvey is a big dog weighing well north of my 120 but he did an impersonation of a scalded cat as he leapt from the ground and into my lap in what seemed like one fluid move. My first instinct was to cuddle him and throwing my arms around him uttered reassuring words.

As I soothed and calmed him almost naturally one hand was near his cock and I began to stroke his furry sheath until his red rocket started to appear. Switching my attention to that, I worked him quickly to full hardness feeling the heat from his cock in my hand as his precum started to flow copiously. Another bang from outside made him jump and whimper so leaning forward I started to suck his cock. This seemed to calm him as I worked my mouth up and down while working his cock with my hand.

Then I felt his cock throb as a huge jet of cum erupted from the tip, hitting my throat. I tried to swallow but the power of that first spurt made me cough and take his cock from my mouth. He continued to spurt, his cock and knot throbbing in my hand as he splashed against my cheeks and in my hair. Before too much was wasted, I reclaimed his cock with my mouth sucking contently and swallowing each jet. Each jet became less forceful until finally he was sated and shrugging himself free he padded into the kitchen. Lifting my tee-shirt, I wiped my face of most of the cum, not that I didn't want it on me but I didn't want to get any on Simon and Kim’s furniture. Deciding to wait for Harvey, I draped myself naked over the pouffe and switched on the TV to await his return.

I watched a small amount of some program before I felt his cold wet nose pressing against my ass. He sniffed a few times and then started to lick, his rough tongue drawing over my clit, through my pussy lips and across my asshole. He poked his long pink tongue into both my holes making me delirious with sensory overload. I swear if he had gone for anal at that moment, I would have welcomed him despite the fact he would have probably ruined me. As it was, once he had decided he had licked me enough he jumped onto my back and started to thrust. I reached between my legs and guided him to my aching pussy with a contented sigh.

I am not sure if he fucked me slower, perhaps it was my imagination but I could feel every inch of his cock sliding in and out, marking my walls as his. The curtains to the big patio doors were open and I could see the rockets exploding in the sky sending bright lights into the air, but the real fireworks were the ones going off in the front room on the couch.

They didn't seem to bother Harvey now as he had other things to occupy him and I was floating on some distant cloud in the heavens above the firework display. I lost count of the number of times I came, his seed spurting into me, filling me with the third load of the night plus the one in my belly...this truly was paradise.

When finally, he decided he had finished with me he didn't return to his basket but instead joined where I had crawled to the couch. With my arms wrapped around his powerful body, we both fell into a deep sleep.

*****

It must have been two in the morning when I woke up on the couch with Harvey snoring in my arms, happy like a puppy. I tried to roll him off the couch so we could both go to our beds, but he was having none of it. When I pushed him a little harder, he growled.

Now I don’t know if you have ever heard a Rottweiler growl, but it is a deep rumbling gravelly sound and frankly is terrifying. There is also something it triggers inside that is extremely primaeval...meet the challenge or surrender. I felt my pussy flip and if I still had any ovaries they would have been somersaulting in welcome. At that moment all I wanted was to be bred and show him he was my master.

I moved to all fours and laid my head and breasts on the floor, sticking my naked ass high in the air. Never had my surrender felt so complete, so perfect as it did at that moment.

He must have smelt my excitement but also my surrender as he moved around me slowly like he was inspecting me. I wasn’t afraid of him, far from it, I simply wanted to be his with every fibre of my being.

Stopping behind me he rose majestically and placed his weight on my back, thrusting with hips until his now hard cock found its goal. As he drove it into me, I started to cum, almost weeping with joy as he took me. As he thrust into me, I deliberately tried to move forward to see what he would do. He simply lifted a heavy paw and placed it on my back pinning me down. The intensity of my orgasm increased and flattening my breasts to the floor I stretched my arms out wide. My head was turned to the side and I could see our reflection in the television. Harvey with his head held high, his tongue hanging out, paw on my back and his cock driving in and out.

“I am your bitch,” I groaned.

As I writhed on his cock, he drove his knot into me before swelling to again lock us together. The tip of his cock twitched against my cervix, and then as his knot pulsed a jet of cum hit me so far inside that I thought it would come out of my mouth. My insides had adjusted to his size and power so any discomfort was far outweighed by the pleasure of him fucking me. I just wished I could have captured that moment to treasure forever.

*****

The following morning, I was sitting with Harvey sipping a coffee when his head suddenly jerked up. Moments later the door opened and a pretty young blonde poked her head in,

“Hi you must be Julie, I am Kristina.” She was in her mid-twenties and by her accent I would have guessed Eastern European. She might have been going to say more but was cut short by Harvey’s enthusiastic greeting.

As she ruffled his head affectionately, I couldn’t help but wonder how well she knew Harvey and whether she was one of his bitches. She had on Ugg boots with skin-tight leggings and a bomber jacket made of quilted material. Harvey seemed happy and the question of whether or not they were lovers remained, but they were certainly happy. Leaning forward I kissed him affectionately on his head and went to my car. As I drove away, I saw him sitting next to her as she stood waving and said quietly to my empty car, “I hope you are fucking her and if you aren’t letting him Kristina, then you are missing out on something fantastic.”

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