One deep breath and I raised my feet from the floor. As I practiced, I took my left leg, nodded my head forward, and arched the ankle behind my head. Then I repeated it with my right leg, with the exception that I had to bend the right ankle a little bit further over my left ankle so I could lock the posture. “So far, so good.”, I thought to myself. I was getting more and more excited by the second. My wet vagina was now right next to my eyes and I was glad to see that the notes I had written for my boyfriend were clearly visible. A sudden urge went through my mind. I knew that the time was short, but I could not help myself. I simply had to play with my pussy for a moment before I continued. I explored my aching hole gently. I spread my labia and I felt the warmness and moistness at the tip of my fingers. I touched my engorging clit and I noticed how sensitive it had become. I knew that in a few minutes, I would be enjoying the curious tongue of my boyfriend. ‘Easy there Claire… Calm yourself and finish what you started.’, I forced myself to continue with the final touches.
I reached for the red ribbon which I had placed on the table. My premade loop looked even and ready to be used. I pushed my hands through the loop and held the ribbon from the sides. Carefully I took the ribbon over my head. And with little effort, I was able to squeeze both of my ankles through the loop without breaking the ankle lock I had in place. I tightened the loop a little to make sure that it would not drop while I tidied the ribbon so it looked like it was nicely on top of my blonde hair. I only had a side mirror to help me with this part, but I think it looked just right when I was finally ready with the setup. Slowly I tightened the ribbon as hard as I could. And then… I was finished. My body was ready to be used in any way my boyfriend wanted.
The side mirror gave me a very comprehensive picture of me. My legs and arms are all tied behind my head, while my pussy was glistening at the edge of the coffee table. My ample chest area was clearly visible and my erect nipples demanded to be touched. My makeup was just right and I knew that the sight of me would drive him crazy when he walked into the living room. I was quite proud of what I was able to achieve. Now I just had to wait for him to come.
My phone rang when it was 5 minutes to 4 pm. I had placed it on the sofa next to me, but I could not reach it right now. There was no way for me to answer the phone and set up everything again in time so I ignored the call. In hindsight, I should have taken the call. Little did I know, but it was my boyfriend calling to let me know that he would be late. He had gotten last-minute instructions to stay late due to some sort of work emergency. If I had answered, or even had the phone close by so I could have seen caller ID, my evening would have been very different. Instead, I got an experience I never would have expected.
At 4:10, I started to wonder, “Where is he? Was it he who called?”. By this time I was supposed to have his cock inside of me. I was by no means uncomfortable. After all, many yoga experts even sleep like this. But I could not help to feel a little bit frustrated. It would be a shame that he was not going to come after everything I had done. “I will wait for another 10 minutes and if he is not here, I will call him.”, I thought. I mean, my surprise would not be ruined if I had to hint to him that I was expecting him to come to his home. However, before I had been able to do anything, I was surprised by a playful husky, Eggs.
I had not paid attention to the napping dogs while I had been on the table. One of them, Eggs, had sneaked behind me and he surprised me by giving the side of my face a wet lick. ‘HAHAHA! STOPH IT! IT TICKLES!’, I shouted while laughing from the sudden moist “Hello!”. I did not expect any maliciousness from the playful husky, but I did start to release myself from the ribbon. I would have been free in mere seconds if not for Eggs. He saw the wiggling red ribbon, and I can only assume that he thought it was a game of sorts. He did something that I had not even considered… he bit down the ribbon as hard as he could and started playing tug-of-war. The loop tightened my wrists and ankles together so that I could no longer slip out from the position I was in.
‘Crap!’, I swore when I realized what had happened. For a moment I was glad that the concept I had thought worked so well, but that sensation was very fleeting when I realized that I was basically stuck until my boyfriend would release me. Every time I tested this, I was always able to just pull one of my arms free so I had not even pondered a situation where I might’ve been alone and tied so that I could not escape. “What will I do if he is not coming to home for a long time?”, I asked myself. But I could not figure out an answer to that.
Eggs tugged the ribbon a couple of times until he noticed that I was not reacting nor playing back as he expected, and he then released his jaws. I took this reprieve and I tried again to wiggle one of my wrists free, but to no avail. The knot that held the ribbon in place was as tight as it could get, I was not going to make any headway with it. I felt no panic whatsoever. Any second now, my boyfriend might walk in. Then he fucked me hard as planned and then repeat it a couple of times. “There was nothing to worry about.”, I assured myself. While I contemplated, Eggs’ slimy tongue licked over my face. I laughed again, ‘STOP EGGS! That is not funny.’. I assume I did not sound very convincing when he just kept licking my face. He kept tickling me for 15 seconds or so before he got bored and left my face alone. ‘You dear rascal, you!’, I laughed when I saw him walking away. However, my laughter was cut short when I sensed another tongue exploring my body. It was the german shepherd, Bacon. ‘AH!’, I shrieked when I felt his tongue being dragged all the way from my virginal asshole to my sensitive clitoris. “Okay, now I can start to panic a little.”, I told to myself.
‘NO BACON! BAD DOG!’, I protested. But Bacon was consumed and he was not going to stop. The drooling pussy in front of his eyes tasted unique. Some parts of his brain recognized the taste and the smell, but he was not able to put his paw on it. Anyway, whatever it is, he wanted to have more. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…”, I kept repeating in my mind. I had been aroused for the whole day and I had mentally prepared my pussy to be eaten by my boyfriend, so having a tongue, any tongue, playing with my vagina was like throwing gasoline to the fire. I could not protect my private parts from the position I found myself in. My pussy was offered to Bacon on a silver platter.
Bacon kept hungrily slurping up my drooling pussy. I was already wet and sensitive, so every touch felt dangerously good. I have an especially sensitive clitoris and having it touched every .5 second by a rough tongue forced sighs out from my red lips. The dog was focusing on my vagina since that was the hole that produced the juices he wanted. And more Bacon licked me, more nectar did my pussy squeeze out. Some of those juices trickled down my body to my asshole and eventually, Bacon found himself giving me a rim job as well. No one had ever touched my ass, and I found the experience pleasurable. Well, it would have been pleasurable if it wasn’t a goddamn dog that was forcing himself on me, but my body still shamefully enjoyed the sensations.
My body had been waiting for this moment for hours. It was my brain which had promised my lady bits a lot of attention today and it seems those promises are being kept. It did not matter for my erogenous zones that now my mind was trying to scream “ABORT!” due to the action being quite bestial in nature. Instead, my body was loving the treatment it was receiving. As the lapping continued, I was making more and more lewd moans while having my eyes closed, ‘Aaah! Uuuh! No…! Oooh!’. Now I could only hope that my boyfriend did not walk in right now. There was no way I could explain myself.
The yoga position was spreading my legs quite open. There would have not been any way to expose myself any further. This gave the clever dog an opportunity that it could not ignore. Bacon could smell an even muskier aroma coming from deeper inside of me. So, why wait at the door when he could savor the taste inside the box? The dog stiffened his tongue and penetrated the moist hole between my puffy labia. My eyes opened wide open and I pleaded, ‘Nooooo…! Please stop Bacon.’. Slick pussy walls made sure that Bacon was able to push his tongue easily as deep as he wanted. The tongue was longer than most of the cocks I’ve had the pleasure to fuck. And not only that, the slimy bastard was also incredibly nimble. It touched me in ways that no human could achieve. It was only a matter of time when the beast would make me cum.
The dog started an unreal tongue fucking session. The stiff invader slithered in and out from the folds of my pussy faster than I could keep track. He very efficiently lapped every drop of my juices he could locate and while doing so forced me closer and closer to my first beastial climax. First of many. I did everything to deny my body the culmination, but it was a losing battle. ‘Oh! No! Oh! No!’, I whimpered like a little bitch. My love tunnel squeezed the tongue and tried to get deeper inside of my vagina. I said no, but my body demanded more.
The dog was devouring my plentiful pussy juice and there was nothing I could do to prevent it… Although, I was not sure if I even wanted to stop him at that moment. His merciless tongue was squirming inside of me and it kept fueling my lust until heat enclosed my body and I exploded in the orgasm. My whimpers transformed into screams of pleasure during a single lungful of air, ‘NooooooOoOOoOOOOOOH!!!’, and due to the commotion, Bacon pulled his tongue from my hole. Not even a second later burst of female ejaculation was shot from my pussy. Since I had my body bent into quite a unique position, I squirted like a fountain all over the coffee table, including of course on myself. Sweet girl cum landed on my face, but amid my forced orgasm, I did not really notice the taste… that came later. My breasts were coated by the clear liquid falling from above and that soon attracted Eggs back to the scene. The husky started licking every drop he could find from my bare boobs and the rough tongue kept my bestial orgasm ongoing. I am certain that the husky could not care about my pleasure, but still, he very skillfully played with my nipples while he satisfied his own curiosity.
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