I’m Andie! I’m a 37 year old trans woman. I'm working on being the biggest slut I can be! I'm going to get fucking hot and get lots of cock! Probably will start doing porn of some kind. Blog is mostly stuff I like and touch myself to, sometimes I'll post stuff of myself, which will have #me #AndieGirl in the post somewhere. Thanks for looking!
You guys seem really interested in the times my dogs have inconvenienced me or forced me into something, so I’ll go for one of those stories :P
Over the summer I was having some fun with my fashion at work. I had a short period of wearing these cute sundresses that came down to my knees, and letting my hair lay out all relaxed on my shoulders. And, if I felt extra daring against the dress code, I had some nice sandals to go with it.
I was all ready to go and finishing up some breakfast in the kitchen when Blue walked in. He went for his doggie dish at first, and I assumed that was all he wanted.
But then he rounded the corner of the kitchen counter and looked at me with those big Blue eyes. I hate when he does that. It could mean a number of things, but usually just one thing.
“I gotta get to work, hunny…” But he was just inching closer and brushing against my leg. God, his hair running along my skin just sets me off, the warmth of his body pressing against mine. Some people love the contact of another person’s skin, but for me, animal fur can do a lot of that.
I was reaching for my bag when he ran up and started humping my leg, throwing his forepaws around my thigh. He’s a heavy dog so he nearly bowled me over right there. I laughed and pushed him off, seeing his long doggie tongue lolling out like a goofball.
His cock was starting to unsheath at this point. At the very least, it was bulging and getting longer inside. He was making some weird gyrations with his hips that imitating humping, and I figured I knew what he needed.
“Fuck, ok… try to make it quick, please?”
I placed a towel on the floor for my knees and got down next to a chair. I hiked up my dress and slid down my thong enough so my soon-to-be-fucked-senseless cunt was exposed. I was already dripping at the thought of it; I was always horny for my boys. I leave a tuft of hair above my clit since I’m fucking animals and figure they like it, but otherwise I keep the rest smooth.
He placed his forelegs around my waist has he hopped aboard and I felt his tip start to slide out. Reaching underneath my body, his bare cock slid into my hand, coming out of the sheath as he started to mock hump me. With a bit of work and adjustment, he was finally positioned and shoving himself into my desperate pussy.
“Oh yes… oh fuck! Yes!” I was screaming as he started to take me quick and fast, cock slamming into me, knot enlarging inside. He was gushing and filling me quickly, and I could hear his balls slapping against me underneath. His warm fur embraced my bare skin where it was exposed in my dress and I was moving underneath him to help him work his cock deep.
I found myself panting like him. Both our mouths were open (albeit mine was mainly from moaning so much), and I could hear him breathing right next to my ear. His weight pressed against me as he continued to pump me full, his knot stretching me and bringing about so many lovely orgasms.
Finally I felt him reach his peak, and a new wave of warmth flooded inside me. His cum gushed out continuously, and his knot grew to that lovely huge size that sets me off. My face was pressed against the chair for at least another 10 minutes or so, as I just moaned over and over, in a pure state of ecstasy from getting plowed by my dog husband.
When he pulled out, cum and my own arousal dripped down my thighs to the floor. At least it made for an easy clean up on the tile, but he had sort of wrinkled up my dress. Oh well. I took it off and went underneath him, licking up the remaining cum in just my bra and panties.
I was going to need a shower anyways. My boss has gotten used to my excuses for being late… maybe I should tell him the real reason I’m late some day :D