When I was a young girl mom took me to a cabin her sister lived in located in the northern wilderness of Alberta Canada. I ended up speeding the summer with her, learning how to survive in the wilderness …how she planned for the long winter by stocking up plenty of fire wood – her only heat was an old stove that served two purposes … one to cook off of and to keep the small area heated when the temps outside dropped. We hunted and fished ..stocking a cold cellar used when the ground was covered with snow …in most years from November to March – making leaving difficult except for trapping lines that most who lived up there took advantage of.
That summer was where my love for that kind of living took root … graduating from college, I landed a great paying job, allowing me to start saving money – at the same time I started looking for what I would consider a perfect place to move.
Working for approximately 6 plus years, I'd saved a large amount of money … that was when a small cabin with runway came up for sale. The small runway allowed smaller planes to land, fuel up … in some cases sleeping was available for a few people in a separate bunk house from the main cabin. It sat a short distance from a river that froze over in the winter but provided fishing as well as transportation during the warmer months.
During the warmer months I moved in, did the necessary upgrades needed … by September I was all moved in – officially living off the land in a wilderness cabin, equipped with partial support on Solar .. freezers full of meat and fish, plenty of firewood – some chopped full length trees ready for me to chop and split when needed …. The first snow hit that year in mid-October … that cut me off from any activity until the following spring.
I laid out a good trap-line when just a little snow was on the ground and I could still get around on a 4-wheeler …. Within a few weeks there was enough snow to switch to the snowmobile checking the lines two to three days a week … the rest of the time preparing the games furs I caught the previous times out and making sure the runway was accessible when planes needed to land.
That was also about the time I'd forgotten one very important need … sex did not exist when you're the only human with in miles. I'd packed a few sex toys only to realize these were no substitute for the real thing …. When the first plane touched down for some fuel, the guy was not bad looking … guys are fairly easy to seduce, so it didn't take me long to talk him into staying over …I fixed a good meal, we talked, laughed … touched a little finally some light making out moved us to my bed, where he fucked me multiple times that evening .. flying out early the next morning.
My fuel and delivery pilot was older but could still get it up … the first trip with fuel – he could only stay long enough to give me a good once over then had to leave ….as he flew off that's when I realized what I needed was a robotic guy whose only purpose was to fuck … then be put away until the need came up again. Sad thing these robotic machines had not been invented … so the sex toys, an occasional pilot that stopped in – was what I was faced with for the rest of that winter and for several to come. During the warmer months I had access to the river, which put me in contact with others who lived along it's shores … a few guys and a couple of women kept the summer manageable – then like clock work the first snow would hit and I knew it was going to be a long cold winter in so many different ways.
About five years after I had made this my life style …one morning some hunters came down the river with a big gray wolf strapped on the front of the boat. Wolves were around the area, but this one I recognized immediately …they hand not bothered or cared that she had pups that had just been born … making me jump on my four wheeler and head back to where I had last seen her and the two pups. It did not take long for me to pick up their kill spot …then back tracking with in a few hours I located the two young pups. Both were males, both very hungry and frightened … scooping them out of their den … wrapping them in a blanket we headed back to my place. I had a rubber glove that I converted into a nursing bag, they were able to eat some small scraps of meat . Laying them on a pad near the fire, they finally stopped shaking and relaxed …that's when I noticed they were not all wolf but had the looks of a dog … there was a large black Heinz breed that lived down the river … it made sense when the mother had come into heat, not fearing the fact she was all wolf, he'd hoped her bones impregnating her with these two … probably not caring if he ever saw them or even knew who they were. She was going to raise them, not realizing some selfish hunters were only interested in killing a wolf.
By the time the snow came they had the run of the entire place, had grown into what was beginning to look like really big pets when I'd go to town or anyplace they always came along … by the time the second snow fell since I'd added them to the family they were fully grown dogs … at least in my mind – dogs … when one of my gentlemen friends would stop by they'd just watch me get well used … but never interfered … occasionally someone would warn me the wolf in them would eventually come out and I needed to be prepared when and if it did.
I'd named them Griz who was the biggest and alpha of the two and Moose who looked like his mom in coloring but also extremely large, just not as aggressive as his brother.
A few years back a big Norwegian guy had built a nice sized cabin and had started learning the necessities of this new kind of life. HIs first winter I had taken him some meat to make sure he was stocked and getting by. HIs English was broken but understandable …. As soon as I took off my heavy coat inside the small living quarters …. He must have sensed the sexual emptiness I seemed to always be feeling … not saying a word, he easily picked me up, stripped me nude, flopped me on his bed and fucked me doggy style for what seemed like well over an hour. This big Viking really knew how to fuck and make a woman wish he'd never leave. Ever since that first time when we'd meet it was always the same … pick me up, strip me nude then take me doggy style. When he'd finish he'd get dressed, never say a word, just leave I'd lay there for a few hours, my legs shaking, pussy pulsating, feeling the effects of multiple climaxes. Then I'd slowly get up, get dressed while still shaking and go back to what I was doing. On a few occasions I'd head to his place knowing what was coming but so looking forward to it.
My two pets had gone with me, or been inside when our get-together took place, they'd just lay down and watch … then when I was ready to go … never seemed concerned, just leave. Normally he'd pumped so much seed inside me, he'd have knocked me up the first time had I not had that problem taken care of before I left college. So for hours I'd feel gobs of him dripping out of me … sometimes as I was heading home, sometimes in my place on the bed … we never spoke, just stripping me nude, fucking me then leaving. He was as close to being a fuck-toy stored in the corner until I needed him … then placing him and back in the corner again.
The snow had fallen in a heavy covering, the dogs had been with me for over two years now … I was inside working on the latest skins I'd picked up when I heard his snowmobile drive up. As usual when he was inside, I was picked up, stripped nude, but this time dropping me on the floor instead of in bed, my knees on the floor, body laying over the bed … that wonderful cock quickly pushed deep inside me .. and the fucking started. It was funny, but as soon as I saw him, I started flowing between my legs …which meant the first explosion took place as soon as he was in me … followed by many more before he'd leave.
As usual when he left, I was exhausted … laying on the bed, my pussy throbbing .. it didn't dawn on me what was happening when Griz moved in behind me, licking the glob of cum that had been deposited … The roughness of his tongue moving over the now super sensitive area, made me whimper … but I was still in such a erotic haze .. nothing was making any sense. A few more licks once again spiked my arousal, making it impossible to think clearly … when he jumped up on my back …and what felt like a massive cock kept missing where it was aiming .. instead punching my bottom, rubbing along that area then finally after two or three misses – it found it's mark … sliding easily deep inside me .. a small hop sent him deeper than my Viking boy friend had ever been.
That was when I realized what was happening .. raising my head … "Griz no … stop … get off me … Griz no bad doggy … stop". He was far too heavy for me to move and besides I was so exhausted it was useless to try and stop him.
Dropping my head … suddenly realizing what I was feeling felt better than any guy had ever done to me … the wave of pure bliss hit me, triggering a body shaking orgasm that I didn't know was even possible.
The fact I was having sex with a dog, one of my pet dogs suddenly didn't matter any longer … the rapid way he was pumping in and out, the length he was pushing deep inside me … I didn't care, I was having the best sex I'd ever had and now hopefully I could have it anytime I felt the urge. The knot easily pushed inside my well used pussy ….triggering the most body shaking, mind blowing explosion I've ever felt in my life …scramming louder than I thought was possible … then my whole body collapsed, while he started filling me with the warmest seed that I'd ever enjoyed. To my surprise Moose jumped up above me, slipping his tongue deep in my mouth … sharing what felt like we were making out while his brother was screwing me and making me his bitch … something I was now just beginning to get a glimpse at what the future would be like.
My body was more than just worn out …. So while I was making out with one, his brother was pumping my body full of nectar … warmer than any man could ever have produced.
Being lost in this sexual haze, I have no idea how long he stayed in me, before the ball shrunk down to be able to pull out … a wave of emptiness came over me … just as I rested my head on the mattress' soft surface …to my surprise Moose pushed his shaft deep inside me …he wasn't as long as his brother but much thicker … so thick the stretching brought me out of the haze … A slow mournful whimper took place, just when he started pumping in and out – just as fast as his brother .. much faster than my Viking neighbor … When my head fell back on the soft surface … it dawned on me both of them were making me their bitch.
This being the third pounding I was getting in less than a few hours, my body was more than just exhausted … the eyes fluttered in my up in my head …slowly closing …I think I felt him fill me up .. maybe the two of them licking the juices dripping out between my legs … they may have even jumped on me one more time, but nothing was registering.
I have a solar heater set up to keep the cabin comfortable, not warm in anyway, just not allowing it to get too cold ….finally I reached over pulling a blanket over my nude body … never really waking – I slept for the rest of that day and until midmorning the following one … getting up to use the bathroom, looking between my legs, my pussy had been stretched so much it was a gaping round hole … small amounts of the creamy white stuff still dripping out of me. Both of the hounds were outside .. so I fixed something to eat and drink … I don't think I've ever been that thirsty … just then Moose came running in, saw me, buried his nose between my legs … instantly now knowing my place, dropping down on all fours in front of a stuffed chair … a few licks – he easily mounted me … this was when I really appreciated just how wonderful it feels to have sex with an animal. Griz came through their swinging door, moved to the front of me – slipping that long wonderful red rocket down my throat … my first time to give a dog a blowjob … I'd only given a few guys this … but he tasted so much better than any guy had ever done …. Just as I was being pumped full of the warm liquid this one filled my mouth with the same liquid, so warm it changed the temp in my whole body.
It had been several days since I checked my traps … so as soon as I could stand … slipping on the heavy winter wear … packing the snowmobile .. the three of us were off – they ran like it was a new life for them … we were lucky several traps had caught a few animals … at the end of the line I have a small cabin with a stove and bed, plus ample firewood … so if it was too late to head back, we could stay there for the evening … as soon as the three of us were inside and the fire burning well in the small stove …. Griz pushed his head between my legs … looking down at him, rubbing the big head … "Both of you now own me right big guy?"
Stripping nude, he was in me with a few licks and one small hop … Moose didn't move just watched … multiple explosions took place in me when the pulled out …. That's when Moose came over, licked some of our combined juices then plunged that monster shaft deep in my ass. I'd never had anything or anyone in there … but he was already pumping when I tried to get him to stop …. For some reason the first few pumps were uncomfortable but not painful … then the whole thing turned to pure pleasure …. Dropping my head … thinking 'why I hadn't done this earlier?'
The three of us curled up in a ball for the night … not at all surprised the next morning both of them fucked me in my ass … now I had the creamy liquid dripping out of both openings … a quick breakfast for all of us and we headed back to check the other trap line.
Unloading the animals I'd caught, looking at my two buddies … I knew the next few days would be busy, skinning and tanning the hides, freezing the meat, being fucked by the best doggies anyone has ever had … then knowing they'd probably fuck me again and again and again.
So glad I went looking for these hounds