1. Neighbourhood Training Scheme


    Date: 8/31/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: dogsnstuff, Rating: 86.7, Source: sexstories.com

    This is *NOT* My story. It is just a story that I enjoyed, and would like to see it posted on XNXX. Credit to noodz in beastforum Chapter 1 Being a teenager is hard. So many decisions, so many choices and all the time you are fighting against the social conformities that both protect and restrict you. I was that teenager, getting ready to finish my exams, have a short break before starting my summer job and then head off to university, to do the school thing all over again. I had finished all my exams bar one and was pretending to study while doing some basic chores. Walking around listening to my Spanish language cd I saw the neighbours cleaning their pool, getting it ready for the summer that was just around the corner. I waved at the two men and continued on my study way. My mother had been delighted when the pair moved in to the large house next door and converted the basement into a gym and therapy area. One of the guys was a personal trainer and life coach while the other was a massage therapist, and a good one if you listened to the locals who used him. Dad had a problem with the fact that the neighbours were gay but mum would just smile and shake her head. In fact that seemed to be the response of all the men and women in the area. Homophobia was alive in well in the suburbs. The fact that they seemed to spend most of their time in tight lycra bike pants infuriated my father and the fact that they had three ‘old ladies’ dogs, fox terriers, or something, made him ...
    laugh. All the same, they held good parties, kept the house immaculate and could talk knowledgeably about most sport seemed to keep the men happy. The women loved the fact that Steve gave discounted service with the personal training and Sean had hands that were magic. Mum and dad would often phone the lads and tell them when they were going away so they could keep an eye on me and so this weekend it was going to be just me and my watchers. Steve called out so I had to take my earphones out and get him to repeat it. “I said, Hey chica, wanna come over? I’ve got some bud we could share.” I nodded and said I’d be right over. I wasn’t a pot head but I did catch Steve sparking up at one party and we had occasionally had a sneaky smoke since then. I put on some flip flops and looked in the fridge, grabbing a cold bottle of savingnon blanc, and headed over. Sean was talking on the phone to someone and motioned for me to go on back. The dogs were barking from behind their room barrier so l leaned over and scratched them on their heads. There was a large cage in what had been the dining room. In the cage three equally noisy dogs whined and whimpered. “What’s going on in there?” I hugged Steve. He lit up the joint and handed it to me for the first puff. I inhaled deeply and smiled. Taking another inhalation I handed it back and waited as the buzz began to drift over me. “The boys have to service some bitches, spread their pedigree seed around.” He sucked on the joint and then asked if I ...
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