This story is part truth and part fantasy, but I will never tell which parts. If you want to read more just wait, parts 3 and 4 are on their way.

Our house sat on a quiet street in a small town about 20 miles north of Birmingham, at that time our nearest neighbor was about a ten-minute walk away. Of course now the area is filled with subdivisions and yuppies, but at that time it was a peaceful quiet place to grow up. We had a low fence surrounding our backyard just to keep animals from tearing up the place but not high enough to keep anyone from getting in.

Of course since our house was essentially surrounded by about 40 miles of forest there were no worries about burglars. My parents made a good living running a law firm, dad was the senior partner and mom worked as the office manager. This was the early 80's so even though she was probably smarter than him and also had a law degree that was the only job she was offered. I had been attending a co-ed private school called Merritt for the last several years and would graduate in the spring then begin attending high school, which of course I was very excited about.

It was a fairly warm day for late fall, school was out for a teacher workday and my parents were both going to be at work for the next several hours. I wasn't supposed to use the pool without someone around to watch me, but since no one could conceivably catch me I changed into my swimsuit and went outside to swim. As I walked across the grass feeling it tickle my toes I thought about my homework for that night and paid no attention to anything going on around me.

As I said it was a late fall day but still fairly warm yet and the birds had yet to fly further south nor had the squirrels gone into hibernation. But I don't remember really noticing any of this as I walked out to the pool that day, removed the cover, and slipped into the water.

I remember wanting to get a tan but the sun was partly covered that afternoon so instead I just swam around in the pool. It was at least two hours before the sun came out strong enough, at which time I climbed out of the pool, spread out a towel and lay down on it. I lay there for a while reading a book when I began to feel somewhat drowsy so I put the book aside and lay down to nap.

At this point I guess I should tell you that I was a virgin. Having no boys nearby to play doctor with and no opportunity at school I had never even been kissed by a boy other than a quick one on a dare when I was in kindergarten. I had a general idea of what sex only because the books I read often mentioned it in passing usually when two characters "gave into their passions".

I had also heard a little about it in church, where the pastor told us that it was an evil thing and that if we participated in it we would go to hell. Looking back I am not sure if I ever took it seriously or not, I had reached puberty and was beginning to get my period (I was on my period when this happened) but sex just wasn't something that seemed very interesting, inviting, or even accessible so I just didn't think about it.

I, of course, don't remember falling asleep but I do remember being awoken abruptly to a noise outside the fence. I couldn't have been asleep that long because the sun really hadn't moved that far. The noise sounded very different from the normal ambient background I was used to around the house. Normally out by the pool you can hear leaves and sometimes branches falling to the ground, the squirrels running around looking for nuts, and the occasional possum or deer also hunting for food through the leaves. This sound was similar to those, I could hear leaves and branches rustling but the animal itself sounded bigger than I was used to.

I got up and walked over to the fence holding my towel around me and gazed out into the forest. I couldn't see very far in because of the closeness of the trees and bushes, but I didn't see anything moving, nor could I hear anything anymore. Thinking it was probably a deer I walked back over beside the pool and lay down. I had almost drifted off again when I heard a thump from behind me and the sound of feet. I jumped up from the blanket and looked around, but no one was there. As I turned around to lay back down I heard a growl and that's when I saw him.

Standing on all four legs watching me from about ten feet away was a dog. I had always wanted a dog and my parents had bought me several books with pictures so that I could pick out the one I wanted, but they never did buy it for me. The one in front of me must have been a mutt because it looked like a combination of a pit bull and a golden retriever. It stood there staring at me with its yellow eyes, watching my every move. Not knowing what to do I decide to stand up and calmly walk away but as I began to get to my feet the dog suddenly moved closer and began growling again. I paused for a moment, trying to figure out what to do.

When the dog just stood there I started to stand again, he jumped forward bared his teeth and started barking. He was less than a foot from me and I could smell his breath in the air as he looked at me. I was so scared I couldn't even think straight, but I knew that if I got up and tried to run he would probably catch me and hurt me. So I slowly lay back down on the blanket, keeping my eyes on him. When I was prone on the ground again he moved forward slowly and stuck his snout in my face and barked, this scared me so bad I started to cry. He began wandering around me, sniffing at me and every once in a while he would scratch at me, leaving small red marks on my arm. Maybe I should try talking to him I thought.

"Good dog, Good dog. " I said, " Can I pet you good doggie?"

I kept trying this tactic but he ignored me and kept up his inspection. He had made almost two full trips around me when he finally stopped on my left side and began concentrating on my butt. I started to squirm a little when he stuck his nose right between my legs, when I moved he began to growl again. I was wearing a one-piece swimsuit, which covered my ass completely (why wear a two piece, no one could see it?). I was looking back watching him; he kept nudging my butt with his snout and then looking up at me.

I had no idea what he wanted, if I had I would have run and because I was going to get hurt either way. He waited for a minute or so for me to do something and when I didn't he moved over behind me and sat down on my legs. He wasn't a large dog overall, but very heavy and I found that I had trouble even moving my legs. That is when he started to make his move. He reached up with his forelegs and began digging at my ass with his claws scratching long bloody marks through the suit and on my tender skin. I began screaming and crying but he didn't care, he just kept at it as fast as he could until the bottom of the suit tore off and fell beside us.

Completely in shock I just lay there with him sitting on me, tears running down my eyes, blood running down my exposed and brutalized ass. Turning to look behind me I could see the dog looking down at my butt, then he bent over and began to lick the blood off of me. Then he slowly moved his tongue down into my crotch. When he ran its rough surface over my vagina I jumped involuntarily, at which point he started growling again. When he was satisfied I wasn't going to move anymore he resumed his inspection of me. I couldn't stop crying, I had never hated anything more! No one had ever touched me there sexually including me and now this disgusting dog was licking at me!

This continued on for several minutes and I eventually stopped crying. Then I began to get truly afraid, what was this dog going to do? Was he going to kill me or hurt when he finished doing whatever he was doing? What if my parents came home and caught me? Thinking back now this actually felt good but I was too scared to appreciate it. The dog continued licking me, his long tongue exploring into my special place.

I don't know how long this went on but when he was finally finished and stood up my crotch was wet from blood, dog saliva, and my own juices. He got up on all fours and began barking at me. I turned around to look at him, having no idea what he wanted. He kept staring at me and barking then put his head down on my ass and gave me a little push. I still didn't move because I was afraid he would hurt me again. He barked and pushed again. When I still didn't move he bit me.

To this day I can still feel his teeth sinking into my tiny thigh and squeezing it. I don't remember ever feeling such pain before or since and I screamed as loud as I could while trying to pull my legs up under my body in an effort to get them away from him. Unfortunately for me, that's just what he wanted.

I was sitting there with my head on the ground, my legs pulled up under my body, in the perfect position for him to get exactly what he was after. He jumped up and rested his legs over my shoulders; I could feel the fur of his belly rubbing on my back. His erect penis rubbed against my ass for a few seconds before he hunched his body and drove it straight into my bloody virgin pussy! Since I was already wet from saliva, blood, and my own juices the insertion itself didn't hurt that much but it was an amazing shock!

I had never had anything in me before, not even my own fingers and the newness of it surprised me enough that I stopped struggling for a few seconds giving the dog time to anchor himself on my body and then thrust his swollen cock even further into my pussy. Here he met resistance when the head of his cock hit my hymen, he paused briefly, pulled most of his length back out and then shoved it back in again as hard as he could breaking the hymen and sending waves of pleasure and pain through my body.

I must have screamed again because he started barking. Panicked I began to try and scamper away on my hands and knees but he was much stronger than I was and held on to me, although my efforts did make him stop fucking me. I managed to go about four feet towards the house when I felt his teeth on my shoulder and his jaws clamp down hard enough to hurt but not break the skin, I froze in place. When I stopped moving he relaxed again, gave a short bark, and then resumed his violation of my body.

There was nothing I could do. I could scream for help but no one would hear me, I couldn't run or fight because he would probably kill me, so reluctantly I slowly put my head to the ground and took it. He took this as a sign of acceptance and barked, then began moving his body around until he finally had the position he wanted. Then his body started moving back and forth as fast as he could shoving his cock deep into my tiny pussy.

From my vantage point I could look under my body and see it happening, see his purple cock shaft penetrating me over and over, blood and juice leaking out of me from the pressure. He pushed it into and out of me, its smooth surface sliding inside my body and with every thrust it felt better and better. I was humiliated and embarrassed by what was happening to me, and I couldn't stop crying, but a part of me was secretly enjoying it. Every thrust produced a low moan of pleasure from my body and fresh tears of shame from my eyes.

As his thrusting came faster and faster I could hear him over my shoulder breathing heavy and drooling on my back from his open mouth. The sensations of pleasure at his actions were flooding my body and overriding the pain he had caused me, my body responded on its own pushing back against him in time with his humping. This just excited him more and he started even faster filling me up inside.

I knew I was moaning in heat, knew I was enjoying it, wanted it to last forever... then I felt him spasm and a new sensation in my pussy like it was filling up with a liquid, he was cumming in me! Right then, my first orgasm hit and it drove me to the ground! My whole body was on fire with ecstasy and light! Then just as suddenly it was over and he removed himself from me.

I lay there on the ground leaking blood and mixed cum all over the grass when the realization of what I had done, what had just happened to me came flooding back. A filthy animal had raped me, a stray dog in my own backyard. and worse I had on some level enjoyed it. It took me a minute or so to compose myself after which I began to crawl towards the house, not looking back because I was afraid of seeing him looking at me. I didn't get far when I heard another growl, and felt him push on my ass again with his head.

"Oh god!" I said out loud "Oh god please no... don't... good doggie please go away... Please..."

But of course he didn't understand a word I was saying, all he knew was that I was still there and he wasn't done yet. I thought for a moment about running for the house, making him work for raping me, but before I could I felt his jaws close again on the thigh he had bitten earlier with just enough pressure to make his intentions clear. He was going to have me again, I was his bitch, whether he liked it or not.

Looking back with twenty years of knowledge I know realize how little I really understood at that time. Words and concepts like cock, pussy, fucking, and cum were things that I didn't understand. All I knew was that he wanted to stick his thing inside me again and that if I didn't let him, he would only hurt me more. So again I put my head down on the grass, wiggled my thirteen-year- old ass higher in the air, and accepted what was going to happen. He jumped up and mounted me again, this time his cock went in very easier and even deeper. I shifted around to give him a better position and he drove it in so hard I was surprised he didn't break my back, as it is he shoved me into the ground so hard my neck began to hurt.

This time instead of resisting I started humping back from the beginning, I told myself at the time it was to get the whole experience over quicker, but now I know that I was wanting it as bad as him. He kept fucking me, driving me forward into the ground over and over as I moan and begged for god to make him stop. His cock was thrusting in and out of me sending waves of dog cum and my cum out onto the ground where it started to soak my knees. Finally we both came together and I screamed so loud when the orgasm crashed through me that I was sure someone would hear. but no one came.

Exhausted I collapsed back to the grass and slowly drifted off to sleep. I awoke a short time later to find him licking my face. When he saw my eyes open he barked once and then immediately ran around behind be and began nudging me with his head.

"Again? Please no more doggie, please no more," I begged. Reaching around behind me I tried to pet him in the hope that it would satisfy but he just bit my hand and nudged me again. So again I pushed my ass up and he mounted me. We did it three more times before the sun went down, each time more degrading and painful than the last. After the first two times I couldn't feel the pleasure anymore only the grating and searing pain that came with every thrust.

I was bleeding from my vagina now, the virgin skin inside was unable to take the strain it was being put up to, and the scratches on my butt and leg cracked open and bleed each time we began again. When it was just getting too dark to really see anything he suddenly stopped, barked twice, and then ran off towards the woods. I collapsed on the ground and watched him run over to the fence and jump over it like it wasn't even there, then disappear into the woods. I had always trusted that fence to protect me; it was embarrassing to see my doggy-rapist get over it so easily.

Standing up I gathered the remains of my suit to me, then picked up my towel and shoes. It hurt to walk so I limped over to pick up the pile containing my towel, blanket, shoes, and book. I took these to the house and saw the clock over the mantle... 5:40 PM.

"Mom and Dad will be home any minute, I cannot let them see my like this!" I exclaimed as tears welled up in my eyes. I quickly threw on a robe, went out and covered up the pool. I wanted to find a way to cover the bloody/cummy spots on the grass but I couldn't think of a way fast enough. I limped back inside and hopped to the shower to rinse the fluids and stains off of me.

After showering I gingerly rubbed some lotion/medicine and bandages on the wounds that I could reach and then changed into gym sweats and a t-shirt that I hoped would cover the evidence. My ruined swimsuit I hid between the mattresses on my bed and decided I would get rid of it just as soon as I could. I had just finished when my parents came in the front door.

"Muffin, were home!" My mother called out from the living room, even though she knows I hate to be called Muffin. "What do you want for dinner?" I sat down on my bed and picked up my book so that they wouldn't see me limping. My dad stuck his head around the door.

"Hello my girl, what did you do today?" he asked while coming into the room and ruffling my wet hair. "Your hair is wet. You didn't disobey me and use the pool did you?"

"No dad, I just took a shower cause I was hot. I have been reading all day."

"Good girl! Hey how about we have steak for dinner?"

"Ok dad, that's fine."

When he finally left the room I breathed a sigh of relief that he had accepted my lie. That night after dinner and some TV I went to bed. As I lay there in the dark I reflected on my experiences of the day, and cried myself to sleep.