doornaildorthy
Citizen of Zooville
Can I have permission to copy and paste something I saw on zoocadia? This post was well explained and people who might read it might want to type something like that on zooville.
Can i copy n paste a post i saw
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heythereguysgwallah
Tourist
I dont think there is anything wrong with that as long as you reference where you got it
doornaildorthy
Citizen of Zooville
A big thank you for Tundra. If your on here also.
As some have stated Many Many Moon's ago after I got out of the service and was living with my mom for the time.
before flat screen days I had a big 21 inch tube monitor that I had up higher on a file cabinet lol it was so heavy it put a dent in the top of the file cabinet, I had a vid of a man and female dog having some fun, my mom knocked once then came in asking what I wanted for diner. I wasn't quick enough to close the movie down, she just said don't worry I can't see what your watching from here and left. Then a few days later I was working friends computer and was reloading it, and it was running a dos format at the time, so only had dos text on the 21 inch was showing at the time, which was not to big. My mom knocked and I bid her to come in, and she asked me something, and she then mentioned how she loved that big screen monitor she could read every word on it from back by my door. This wasn't disturbing until I realized that she just told me that she did indeed see what kind of movie I was watching the other day. While she never came directly out and mentioned it, she did sit me down a few days later giving me the "I don't care what you watch, as long as it's not envolve underage stuff"
Then a while later I had some fun with my girl I had at the time, which was not the issue, but a while later as me and mom and dog was all watching tv my dog got up, did one of those nice stretches that shows off her rear side well, and she chose that moment to let a big blob of my cum drip out of her, right in front of my mom. My mom just pointed and said "see she is leaking" but I know she knew "what" it was that was leaking. and after that I noticed she started referring to me and my dog as "you 2" like when we were checking out a possible home purchase, my mom looked at it with me and she said "oh it will be so nice for you 2" She was always refering to me and my girl as if we were a couple. While she never came out and directly mentioned anything, I know she knows as the video she saw it was very clear what was going on, and I know she knows what a load of cum looks like lol. That was decades ago and still no direct mention, but she is still refering to me and my current girl as a couple and as my current girl came from a very abusive home and had alot of fear my mom looked at me and said "if anyone can help her it's you" lol.
As some have stated Many Many Moon's ago after I got out of the service and was living with my mom for the time.
before flat screen days I had a big 21 inch tube monitor that I had up higher on a file cabinet lol it was so heavy it put a dent in the top of the file cabinet, I had a vid of a man and female dog having some fun, my mom knocked once then came in asking what I wanted for diner. I wasn't quick enough to close the movie down, she just said don't worry I can't see what your watching from here and left. Then a few days later I was working friends computer and was reloading it, and it was running a dos format at the time, so only had dos text on the 21 inch was showing at the time, which was not to big. My mom knocked and I bid her to come in, and she asked me something, and she then mentioned how she loved that big screen monitor she could read every word on it from back by my door. This wasn't disturbing until I realized that she just told me that she did indeed see what kind of movie I was watching the other day. While she never came directly out and mentioned it, she did sit me down a few days later giving me the "I don't care what you watch, as long as it's not envolve underage stuff"
Then a while later I had some fun with my girl I had at the time, which was not the issue, but a while later as me and mom and dog was all watching tv my dog got up, did one of those nice stretches that shows off her rear side well, and she chose that moment to let a big blob of my cum drip out of her, right in front of my mom. My mom just pointed and said "see she is leaking" but I know she knew "what" it was that was leaking. and after that I noticed she started referring to me and my dog as "you 2" like when we were checking out a possible home purchase, my mom looked at it with me and she said "oh it will be so nice for you 2" She was always refering to me and my girl as if we were a couple. While she never came out and directly mentioned anything, I know she knows as the video she saw it was very clear what was going on, and I know she knows what a load of cum looks like lol. That was decades ago and still no direct mention, but she is still refering to me and my current girl as a couple and as my current girl came from a very abusive home and had alot of fear my mom looked at me and said "if anyone can help her it's you" lol.
MashaSobaka
Esteemed Citizen of ZV
Tundra has written these in several places, he has already written them here on ZV, but it is difficult to find them among the million comments.
doornaildorthy
Citizen of Zooville
Here's another great story=
This is a true event that occurred before I moved off the family ranch to my own property, at the time I was about 18 years old, in the last year of high school.
I had been experimenting with being zoo for quite a while, and I was really enjoying it, but still fighting with the right vs wrong part of it internally to a degree, and after a few failed attempts, i had figured out how to have sex with our 4 year old large female rottweiler, that upward angle thing, and getting proper alignment took a few tries to figure out when you don't have a website like this to discuss, it was shortly after this that i joined the original BF site, and my mind was blown open quite literally and I learned more in a few nights of binge reading, than in the previous six months. Anyway, I was fast becoming addicted to and falling in love with the rottweiler, she was really into it once i figured out the tricky way i need to get into her missionary so we would kiss/lick/etc. And I was spending a lot of time with her. And finding her actually initiating it periodically.
The safest way i figured out to spend time with her was when the folks were still at work, but after i was home from school, which only left at most a 2 hour gap, usually less, in which i was also supposed to be tending a lot of stuff on the farm. If i spent the time getting it on with her, they would get home and think i was sitting around doing nothing and I would get an ear full about being lazy, despite i was working the farm before school, and into the evening after already. Sometimes i could get stuff taken care of well enough in advance i could use that in between time to have what i considered a quick love session with her, but i really didn't like being rushed like that so it wasn't really working well. At that age, your hormones are like rocket fuel half the time, and mine definitely were, so I was pretty driven to find a solution, and I did to a degree. I would tend the farm when i got home, occasionally if everything was caught up, i would still have a quickie with her, but it was more an exception than a regular thing. But I started figuring out how to get outside without alerting anyone in the house, unfortunately my room was on the same end of the house as theirs, but closest to the yard and stables, theirs was on the opposite side with no direct view of that side of the property, what complicated thing was the floor in the house would creak loudly anytime i walked through the hallway, no matter how softly...
So if i wanted to go out at night, the only option was going to be the window, but the window, because of our basement was almost 5 feet off the ground on the exterior, not high enough to fall and be seriously injured, but high enough to make it complicated since the side of the house was smooth, nothing to put a toe on, etc, a good way to close line your nutts on the window sill, and even if you didn't, you would make a lot of noise getting in or out the window. I ended up coming up with a neat solution though, we had a few turtles in the side yard, the African desert ones, sakada, or whatever u call them, I used some 3/4 inch plywood, and some 2/4 lengths and made a "turtle house" about 18 inches tall, and like 4 feet wide, with a big opening on the front so as they got bigger they would still fit in. I reinforced it pretty well, and told them, oh yea, i thought it might make a good "sitting bench" when were outside with the turtles
, in reality, it needed to be strong because I am a 6ft 5 farmer and i needed to be able to stand on top of it and not crash through it in the middle of the night, i put so many deck screws into it for rigidity it was funny, probably well more than it needed...
When it was done I just "coincidentally" put it right under my bedroom window, and slid dirt up against the sides of it so it couldn't shift around at all, and over time the turtles did begin using it as their den, because I was tossing every loose scrap of vegetables or salad we had into it when nobody was looking, so the turtles would back up my cover story. It worked out perfect actually though, It ended up being just high enough i could swing my leg out the window, and step on it, and just barely clear the window sill on my tip toes, and pivot onto that foot and roll my other leg out, without having to sit on the sill directly. After that I was out there almost every night with my rottweiler, and later, when i started experimenting with horses as well. But I was still occasionally taking chances to do things during the day, usually on weekends though when nobody was around, sometimes when they were around, if i couldn't contain it any longer, and that leads us to the incident, where i came the absolute closest, within like 24 inches, of being caught...
Dad was gone, Mom and Sister were in the house, and I was in the tool shed ~300 feet away literally boning the rottweiler missionary for all i was worth, french kissing her, nuzzling her, really enjoying myself, and making sure she was enjoying it too, and with the dusty cement floor as i fucked her kinda rough, we were slowly skidding across the floor a little bit every time i thrust real firmly, we had started at the back edge of the shed, and we ended up under the front half of pops welding trailer, which is mostly just frame with a big Diesel Lincoln Welder and a few tool boxes welded on. As I am pounding away and sucking on her tongue, suddenly the door right in front of me came open and my mom walks in looking for something, I froze like ice, dead silent, not even breathing, I have never before or since, been so frozen in fear in my life. And to make matters worse, I was right on the edge of cumming when it happened, so every slight movement or contraction almost made me jump. She walked over to the back counter where a bunch of stuff was sitting next to the big rolling tool boxes, and grabbed something i couldn't make out off the counter, looked around for half a second, and literally walked within 2 feet of my head as she left and closed the door... I eventually heard her cross the gravel and most likely back to the house, and man that's when the adrenaline and excitement of what just happened sank in, and my god I pounded her like never before, And came so much harder than normal, I must have been in there for almost 3 hours, just going over and over, the adrenaline rush was so off the scale I had never felt that way before. I had never realized how much of an insane adrenaline high almost getting caught could provide, holy shit was it good though, I don't know how much I actually came inside her, but compared to normal, it seemed like a LOT more than usual, i could just feel it, full shot after shot, and it was so good i just couldn't stop. When it was all over I think I was wearing a drunk smile for most of the day, and i think i was even a little bit giggly, which was very much not normal for me, never had that before. Thank god for the welding trailer, and the fact she didn't turn on the lights, and especially that the dog didn't make a peep as i held her still.
Sadly that dog has passed now many years back, but she had a long happy life, she would have been 25 years old in a few months from now... But she left her mark on me forever, clear down to my soul...
This is a true event that occurred before I moved off the family ranch to my own property, at the time I was about 18 years old, in the last year of high school.
I had been experimenting with being zoo for quite a while, and I was really enjoying it, but still fighting with the right vs wrong part of it internally to a degree, and after a few failed attempts, i had figured out how to have sex with our 4 year old large female rottweiler, that upward angle thing, and getting proper alignment took a few tries to figure out when you don't have a website like this to discuss, it was shortly after this that i joined the original BF site, and my mind was blown open quite literally and I learned more in a few nights of binge reading, than in the previous six months. Anyway, I was fast becoming addicted to and falling in love with the rottweiler, she was really into it once i figured out the tricky way i need to get into her missionary so we would kiss/lick/etc. And I was spending a lot of time with her. And finding her actually initiating it periodically.
The safest way i figured out to spend time with her was when the folks were still at work, but after i was home from school, which only left at most a 2 hour gap, usually less, in which i was also supposed to be tending a lot of stuff on the farm. If i spent the time getting it on with her, they would get home and think i was sitting around doing nothing and I would get an ear full about being lazy, despite i was working the farm before school, and into the evening after already. Sometimes i could get stuff taken care of well enough in advance i could use that in between time to have what i considered a quick love session with her, but i really didn't like being rushed like that so it wasn't really working well. At that age, your hormones are like rocket fuel half the time, and mine definitely were, so I was pretty driven to find a solution, and I did to a degree. I would tend the farm when i got home, occasionally if everything was caught up, i would still have a quickie with her, but it was more an exception than a regular thing. But I started figuring out how to get outside without alerting anyone in the house, unfortunately my room was on the same end of the house as theirs, but closest to the yard and stables, theirs was on the opposite side with no direct view of that side of the property, what complicated thing was the floor in the house would creak loudly anytime i walked through the hallway, no matter how softly...
So if i wanted to go out at night, the only option was going to be the window, but the window, because of our basement was almost 5 feet off the ground on the exterior, not high enough to fall and be seriously injured, but high enough to make it complicated since the side of the house was smooth, nothing to put a toe on, etc, a good way to close line your nutts on the window sill, and even if you didn't, you would make a lot of noise getting in or out the window. I ended up coming up with a neat solution though, we had a few turtles in the side yard, the African desert ones, sakada, or whatever u call them, I used some 3/4 inch plywood, and some 2/4 lengths and made a "turtle house" about 18 inches tall, and like 4 feet wide, with a big opening on the front so as they got bigger they would still fit in. I reinforced it pretty well, and told them, oh yea, i thought it might make a good "sitting bench" when were outside with the turtles
, in reality, it needed to be strong because I am a 6ft 5 farmer and i needed to be able to stand on top of it and not crash through it in the middle of the night, i put so many deck screws into it for rigidity it was funny, probably well more than it needed...When it was done I just "coincidentally" put it right under my bedroom window, and slid dirt up against the sides of it so it couldn't shift around at all, and over time the turtles did begin using it as their den, because I was tossing every loose scrap of vegetables or salad we had into it when nobody was looking, so the turtles would back up my cover story. It worked out perfect actually though, It ended up being just high enough i could swing my leg out the window, and step on it, and just barely clear the window sill on my tip toes, and pivot onto that foot and roll my other leg out, without having to sit on the sill directly. After that I was out there almost every night with my rottweiler, and later, when i started experimenting with horses as well. But I was still occasionally taking chances to do things during the day, usually on weekends though when nobody was around, sometimes when they were around, if i couldn't contain it any longer, and that leads us to the incident, where i came the absolute closest, within like 24 inches, of being caught...
Dad was gone, Mom and Sister were in the house, and I was in the tool shed ~300 feet away literally boning the rottweiler missionary for all i was worth, french kissing her, nuzzling her, really enjoying myself, and making sure she was enjoying it too, and with the dusty cement floor as i fucked her kinda rough, we were slowly skidding across the floor a little bit every time i thrust real firmly, we had started at the back edge of the shed, and we ended up under the front half of pops welding trailer, which is mostly just frame with a big Diesel Lincoln Welder and a few tool boxes welded on. As I am pounding away and sucking on her tongue, suddenly the door right in front of me came open and my mom walks in looking for something, I froze like ice, dead silent, not even breathing, I have never before or since, been so frozen in fear in my life. And to make matters worse, I was right on the edge of cumming when it happened, so every slight movement or contraction almost made me jump. She walked over to the back counter where a bunch of stuff was sitting next to the big rolling tool boxes, and grabbed something i couldn't make out off the counter, looked around for half a second, and literally walked within 2 feet of my head as she left and closed the door... I eventually heard her cross the gravel and most likely back to the house, and man that's when the adrenaline and excitement of what just happened sank in, and my god I pounded her like never before, And came so much harder than normal, I must have been in there for almost 3 hours, just going over and over, the adrenaline rush was so off the scale I had never felt that way before. I had never realized how much of an insane adrenaline high almost getting caught could provide, holy shit was it good though, I don't know how much I actually came inside her, but compared to normal, it seemed like a LOT more than usual, i could just feel it, full shot after shot, and it was so good i just couldn't stop. When it was all over I think I was wearing a drunk smile for most of the day, and i think i was even a little bit giggly, which was very much not normal for me, never had that before. Thank god for the welding trailer, and the fact she didn't turn on the lights, and especially that the dog didn't make a peep as i held her still.
Sadly that dog has passed now many years back, but she had a long happy life, she would have been 25 years old in a few months from now... But she left her mark on me forever, clear down to my soul...
Tundra
Tourist
now that brings back memories and yes still my mom keeps referring to me and my girl as if we are a couple, but never a direct mention. I'll just leave it at that, if she brings it up will go from there.