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Shady Lady Julie presents

The Beach Bitch

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Disclaimer. Sadly, she was taken from us during the pandemic so I would like to dedicate this story to the memory of Deepti Sinha, R.I.P my friend - Jun 6,1968 - Jan 24, 2022
A note from Shady Lady Julie
When I first got to know Deepti, she sent me a picture and asked if I could write a story around it. The picture is taken from underneath a woman and between her legs showing two dogs in the distance moving closer to inspect a potential new bitch. As I was writing it, I got the idea of bringing her into the Always Pull Your Curtains series which I was in the process of merging with the Chico Tales. What you see below is the result.



My given name is Deepti, my family name doesn't matter as I have no family after they cast me out and disowned me.  If you know Bollywood then many would say I look like Deepti Bhatnagar in the height of her fame, if you don't know Bollywood then shall we just say I am of pure Indian blood. My name means the "the last ray of hope when all hope is lost," and in telling you my story you are my last ray of hope and this is how it came to be.

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It began over 20 years ago when I was 18 and got married to a much older man in a marriage arranged by my parents, as is the way in India. We settled near to Kokilaben Dhirubhai Ambani Hospital in Mumbai, where my husband Vivaan worked as doctor and I stayed at home hoping that one day we might be blessed with children. Sadly that was not to be as my husband worked long hours and was often tired when he returned home and showed little interest in sex. Sure he made token attempts and I tried my best as a dutiful wife to become pregnant saying devotions to Kama Deva for sex and procreation, I even laid my head on the genitals of Unmatta Bhairava, but nothing worked. Eventually we stopped trying and 10 years ago sex stopped altogether as my husband would work long hours leaving me alone in our comfortable house.

I sought solace online by learning to use the internet and getting my husband to buy the latest computer so that when he was working I could scour the web for sex. As time went on my searches became more debauched and I moved from just plain male / female web sites to more & more extreme sites. I had no access to sex toys but had a variety of Thums up soda bottles that partially satisfied my needs, ranging from the small through to the large family bottles when my urges became too much.

I would often wander the house naked parading myself in front of the mirror, examining my body critically from every angle, wondering if it would please an unknown lover.  Sometimes cursing as I wondered why my husband could not get an erection and satisfy my needs, was I that ugly?  I could not divorce him as the shame and stigma would have been too much for both myself and my family and taking a lover was fraught with the dangers of discovery, I was well and truly trapped.  
 
At my pleading my husband, against his better judgement, had bought me a scooter which allowed me to nip through the crowded streets of Mumbai, often with reckless abandonment to at least feel the rush of air on my face giving a flash of freedom.  I would of course be properly dressed in my sari ensuring that the hem was correctly pulled over my head and face as a married woman. I drove for miles leaving the city behind me and heading to the beach or secluded woods where I could indulge in my guilty, but so pleasurable sin, I loved to be naked outdoors.  The pure rush of joy mixed with the fear of being discovered was such a heady combination as I would unwind my sari until I was completely naked. Then I would lie on my back, crawl on all fours, dance in the sunlight, rejoicing at the sheer freedom of it all, often touching myself and bringing myself to a climax.

It was last May that I took the step that led me to where I am today, five months with no rain and even in Mumbai the heat and humidity had become unbearable. I had travelled far to the north of Mumbai crossing Manori Creek into Uttan and then headed to the coast, a journey of less than 40km but in the madness we call the roads could often take 2 hours. I knew there were deserted and secluded areas where I could strip and bath naked in the sea without detection. When I arrived at my secret spot I had to leave the scooter and clamber through the rocks to the beach and there the sea shone like a pool of liquid silver and the sun shone so brightly it caused shimmers to rise from the sand. Stripping quickly I rushed to the sea and plunged into the refreshing water delighting in how it caressed my naked skin like the touch of the lover I yearned for.

Leaving the water, I spread my red sari like a blanket under me and laid on the sun letting its rays caress me and dry me. As I felt the warmth tickle my skin I couldn’t help but touch, picturing a lover in my mind as I closed my eyes and gently rolled each nipple in turn before sending my fingers lower in search of my slit. Planting a sole of each foot on the ground I opened my knees wide as if inviting the sun to penetrate my inner regions and holding my pussy lips apart with one hand I rubbed my clit with the other causing me to moan and writhe as the sensations washed through me.

Not wanting to stain my sari I rolled over and got onto all fours, arching my ass to the sun, like I was offering myself to be fucked by it. Resting my breasts and shoulders on the ground I arched my ass up and reached under and back with my hand rubbing my nub, wishing I had something bigger to satisfy my needs. I glanced between my legs and that is when I saw them. Just on the shore line were two black dogs, whether they were strays or domesticated I could not tell but as they approached cautiously, drawn by the scent I could see they were both males.

It was then that in my height of sexual frenzy I made my lust fuelled decision. This was something I had fantasised about, something I had talked about online, something I had bought myself to many orgasms imagining, I was ready to become a dog slut.

Reaching into my purse I pulled my phone from my bag and looking at the dogs framed by my inner thighs with my natural pubic hair clearly showing I clicked a picture for posterity and then remained there waiting. I didn't have to wait long before my patience was rewarded as the smaller of the two dogs sniffed a few times, his cold wet nose sending shivers through me. Then came the moment that made me realised I was to be hooked on dog cock for ever. He licked me, not just a small lick, but a lick that went from clit to anal star with his rough tongue that nearly sent me over the top. Any slight doubts I may have had vanished in that moment of pure pleasure and I wiggled my ass in encouragement wanting more treatment the same.

To my momentary frustration the tongue stopped but that was replaced by something completely different, the feel of soft warm fur on my back and a pair of paws gripping my hips. I could feel the hot wet cock jabbing wildly, seeking my pussy and I whimpered out loud in frustration, so wanting to be taken. Then in a flash the dog found its mark and rammed home with all its strength forcing its cock deep into my body.

It had been so long since I had felt a real cock inside me rather than the plastic or glass of a bottle I orgasmed and flooded making his passage easier. The dog started to fuck with a frenzy that I had never felt before as it pounded me into oblivion. As the dog pulled on my hips to gain leverage, its back paws scratched on my calves as his frantic fucking continued. Like the dog slut I had become I arched back to him inviting him deeper and further into me, wanting him to knot and breed me. 

I wasn't disappointed as with a blinding flash in my brain the knot forced inside and the dog slowed as he began to pump his seed deep into me. With my fingers on my clit I rubbed moaning into the sand as the dog panted and throbbed filling me.

I must have lost consciousness for a fraction of a second as I suddenly came alert as the dog started dancing around on its hind legs, yapping making his knot tug at my insides. The other bigger dog had decided it was his turn and was telling his canine friend in no uncertain terms he should dismount. The snarling and snapping was in some ways terrifying yet in others ways such a turn on to know that two dogs were fighting over me as their bitch. Then with a final tug the first dog dismounted and some of his seed overflowed from my pussy and onto my sari below. The second dog seized its chance and in a flash was on my back, its cock seeking a place to bury itself. Sliding my hands through the gooey sticky mess oozing from my pussy I guided him to my entrance to be rewarded with a thrust that took my breath away. As with his partner, he fucked in a frenzied speed wanting to impregnate me as quickly as possible.  The orgasms didn’t stop as with a yelp he forced his knot inside and jetted his cum deep to join that of his fellow canine.

Once the second dog had emptied his balls he pulled away leaving me gasping, trying to gulp air into my tortured lungs. The two dogs padded away, content they had bred the bitch well as I gathered up my sari and tried to wash it as best I could.  Finally, when my legs would support me and my heart dropped to a normal rate I donned my sari and started the ride home.

Two things were my downfall that fateful day, the first was technology and the second the jewellery my husband had given me on our wedding day.  My husband had set up photo sharing on all our devices, so a picture that was taken on one phone would stream to all the other devices. I might have got away with denying it, was it not for the ankle bracelet that he recognised instantly as I had worn it every day for the last 20 years.

Before I was even half way home he called me and I sat on my stationary scooter as he ranted with a passion I would not have thought possible. His anger frothed out of the phone as he spewed his venom at me but I think that phone call may well have saved my life as had I returned home I am sure he would have killed me. Realising I had no choice I turned my scooter away from Mumbai, my home for all my life and started to run until finally I ended up here today, throwing myself at your mercy. 

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Michelle steepled her fingers and studied the woman in front of her, the hope she held inside was clear on her open and honest face. Michelle had been looking for someone to help her at the kennels for a while and Deepti seemed perfect in every way. Smiling broadly Michelle broke the silence with "That was a wonderful heart felt story and of course the job is yours, welcome to Perro Mundo and I am sure you will be very happy here."


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Saturday 03/22/2005 At the farm for new adventure with a real live stud bull . Something I can Scratch off my bucket list. Well master, my Saturday morning started out as usual. I got up took a long enema the flush out my bowels. Then gave myself a good douche to make sure that hole clean. then took a shower and dried off and then inserted the torture dildo deep into me so it would start stretching my cervix. I have gotten to where I can insert that 14-inch wooden spike deep in the me so my outer cunt lips will close over the end and keep it embedded in me. Then it was on to the 3-inch-wide butt plug for my ass. Once those were installed, I put on my lightweight raincoat and slip Ons and proceeded to my car to drive to the farm. As I was driving to the farm, I was continuously thinking about what was going to happen to me today. This will be the second time that I am going to try to have a stud bull use my human female cunt to enjoy himself in and do his best to inseminate me like he would a heifer. the first time the farmer and I tried to have the bull mount me was a disaster. When I got to the farm as usual, I got out. Took my coat off. Then took my shoes off and now being nude, I put all that i took off on my front seat and walked to the barn and slid the barn door open to find my master farmer waiting for me. Without being asked I dropped to my knees on the dirty earthen floor pulled my Masters zipper down pulled out his fat long cock and commence to deep throat him till he exploded down into my stomach for my first sperm load of the day. It felt good on empty stomach, for I did not eat that morning. We then walked to the center of the barn where the apparatus is that we use for me to get fucked by the donkey and the two horses. But master this time had made a small bench type with 4 inch wheels on all four legs. There was no cushions on this bench at my request I didn't want it to be comfortable. It had to 3 foot two by fours that were attached to hinges at the end side so my legs would be secured and spread wide as my ass hung over the edge of the bench. It had a wide scrap that would be buckled under my tits so I couldn't move my body left or right or forward or backward. My arms were fastened down to the legs of the bench. With that already As I was standing there in anticipation of what I was about to do, the farmer went out and got this huge bull with short horns. he brought him over to where the rolling bench was located. In his hand he had a rag that was soaked in some solution in a 3-pound coffee can. That was heifer cunt secretions. This was put under the nostrils of the bull and while I was down on my knees massaging his testicles he started to harden. This Set off in no time I was Grabbing a stiff cock of the bull, and I was amazed how it just kept growing and growing. I just had to get down under the bull and take his cock head into my mouth to taste him and get him even harder. that was extremely hard to do because this cock was about as thick as the black stallion's cock. I would say maybe a little larger. I couldn't wait to feel my cunt and uterus get impaled by this animal. I told the farmer that I'm ready to be used by the bull. He came up to me reached down and open my lips of my whore cunt and pulled the wooden spike out of its home. He then pulled the butt plug out of my ass. He then ordered me to get down on my back with my ass at the end of the rolling bench. He then asked me if I was ready to take this huge animal cock into me. I just said yes master I'm more than ready to give that bull more pleasure than he's ever had. The farmer then started to secure that large belt around my core under my tits then my arms to the sides. And finally spreading the 2"x4" outriggers to secure my legs wide. Then he took a large jar of Vaseline and put it on his hand and showed his hole hand into my cunt up past his wrist and with extended fingers put some Vaseline in my stretched/torn cervix that was already stretched from the torture spike I wore this morning. Now I was ready, he brought that rag to the Bulls nostrils, and he bellowed and then the master brought him where he was overtopped of the bench. The farmer had perfect measurements that the bull would be over me while I was lying on the bench secured. He directed the huge bull cock to my greased-up cunt hole and started him in. I immediately realized just how large he was. As he felt the warmth of my hole he rammed forward and sent about 12 inches into me on one shove. Of course, it was a tight squeeze, but he got through my cervix and was well on his way to penetrating my uterus till he hit the back of it and could not go any further. On the second shove he was as deep as any other animal that has used me. I could see the outline of the bull's cock from where my mound was all away to about 3 inch above my belly button. Once the bowl felt he was seated he commenced to ram me. The wheels on the cart started to allow the car to roll back and the farmer asked me if I'd like for him to lock the wheels so I would feel each plunge into me and I told him yes, I want him as deep as he can go and make it hurt so I could have my pain induced orgasms. I was amazed how much stamina this bull had. He continuously rammed with no regard for how I was feeling. I was organizing like nobody's business and kept looking down at my stomach and seeing it rise and fall as the cock was pushed in and out of me. I was amazed how it kept going deeper and deeper into my body and left a telltale track for me to follow above my belly button. I lost time but it seems like it was at least 18 to 20 min. that this beast used my body. But all good things must come to an end and with one huge shove the bull unloaded his hot bull sperm deep into me. I might actually be seeing things, but I swear just under my ribs I could see a bump under the skin. Wishful thinking on me I guess because I imagine that was his huge sperm load pouring in me and being trapped in the back of my uterus. The farmer had told me that if the stud bull can shoot as much as three cupsful of sperm in one breeding. He stayed locked into me for about 10 min. more as he savored the breeding, he just gave me. It was delightful to feel him pulsating deep inside my body. I can almost feel his heart beating through his pulsating cock head. But unfortunately, all things must come to an end and the bull was taken off of me. It took the farmer a little bit to pull the huge cock out of me but once it did, I was surprised that not much sperm escaped my enlarged hole. its so farmer took him out of the barn and came in and told me since I'm flying there he might as well use me to. He said let's see how that pain slut cunt feels after a huge bull just used it. He immediately plunged in the me and started to work me hard. He was commenting that he could barely feel my walls of my whore cunt and also, I was so slippery with both the leftover dazzling and the bull semen that was injected into me. I told him "Master I can barely feel you also". It's almost like after the stallions get done using me. But I'll be back to normal in a day or two. You should've used me before the bull took me then I would be tighter for you. Even though he was fucking my huge stretched out cunt hole, he still orgasmed and sent his sperm in to mingle with the Bulls semen. After the farmer used me, he unfastened me from the rolling bench and as he helped me stand up that's when I found out just how much sperm the bull injected into my uterus. It just kept running out of my spread, stretched inner and outer cunt lips. I spread my legs so it would pool up on the barn floor. I stayed in that position slightly squatting so, I would be completely drained out all the sperm from both the bull and my master. My master said were not through yet, we have the donkey and the two stallions that need to be worked and drained of their hot sperm. So, I walked over to the apparatus allowed my master to secure me in the apparatus and ready me for the next three animal cock to use my body for their pleasure. I took the donkey cock easily as I was still stretched from that massive bull cock. It wasn't long he was inseminating me with his hot donkey sperm. He was taken off and put away then the farmer brought the sable horse to me. the same procedure happened and before long I had that horse sperm in me also. Then it was on to my big boy, my favorite the Black stallion. After he had his way with me and tried to inseminate me with his sperm the farmer put him away and came back to unsecure me. I was a little wobbly when I got up standing and of course sperm was flowing again out of my well used well stretched reddened cunt hole. I commented to the farmer that we should have caught that sperm running out of me into a container, so I had some warm sperm to drink. I would have loved to drink the bull semen. Well, that was it for my day at the farm. I asked the farmer if he wanted to use my ass before I left, and he told me let's see, get down and deep throat me to get it hard and if you do, I'll use your ass to dump my last load into. 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