The load left his heavy ball and was shot through the long cock. I felt how my asshole expanded ever so slightly when the first jet of canine sperm went past it. A long rope of semen was spurted from the tip of the husky’s penis inside of my ass. The volume and heat were at a completely different level this time around compared to the pre-cum I had to endure before. Rope after rope of doggy cum kept exploding into my rectum and I could feel how I started to sweat from the experience. I’ve only allowed one boy to ejaculate inside of me and while it did not feel bad, it was nothing to compare to the husky who was now draining his balls into me. My mouth was dry like Sahara when I was panting like a dog who needed to cool down. At that moment, I guess I was a proper bitch in more ways than one.
Seconds turned to minutes and there was no slowing down Eggs. There must’ve been a bucketful of canine sperm stored in his huge balls just for this occasion, and he was depositing it all inside of me. The warmness and fullness were making me feel aroused once again, but I was nowhere near climaxing. The somewhat painful experience of knotting had removed that risk for now. ‘One thing less to worry about…’, I said to myself. I could no longer feel the sperm being shot inside of me, but signals from my asshole still informed me of the pumping motion. “I must be so full that I do not even notice it.”, I thought. Like a sink full of water does not notice one more cup. It was an odd and disgusting realization.
While I was waiting for my belly to be filled, I looked around and noticed Bacon. He was no longer exploring my body, but instead, he was watching intensively the same thing that I did. He was oddly focused for a reason that I could not figure out. When my attention turned to his loins, my mind started to put together the terrifying puzzle. “He wants to fuck me too!!!!!”, I realized. Eggs had shown Bacon the way and now Bacon was simply waiting for his turn with the bitch. “No! No! No! I cannot do this again.”, I told myself. If Eggs had been able to claim my ass, there was nothing I could do to prevent Bacon to follow the same method. Not only was my ass still in the optimal position, Eggs made sure that it would be an easier target after his visit. I did not want to think about what he had done to my once-tight anus, but the facts are facts.
I started again to struggle against the tie which kept the ribbon together. If I could only rid myself of this goddamn ribbon, I could escape from the situation without degrading myself any further. But no matter what I tried, the only thing I was able to achieve, was to make Bacon become interested in what I was doing. It was becoming clear to me, that the only way to get my hands free was with external help. And that would not be happening until my boyfriend got home. I had to figure something else if I did not want my ass to become cum dump for both of the dogs.
After thinking about the situation for a moment, there was one thing that came to my mind. But I was not overly joyful about it. I could not reach far enough to grab the end of the ribbon, but I could reach something else. As a girl myself, I knew what boys wanted. It did not matter if it was human or dog. If I was able to give Bacon a handjob and drain his balls, he would have no need to violate my ass like Eggs had done. Did I want to jack him off? Fuck no. But I better soil my hands than let another dog fuck me.
Bacon had come next to me and started playfully licking my face. Once a upon time, I would have found it light and fun. However, after knowing that Bacon had tongue-fucked me into Nirvana, I could have lived without the bath he was giving to me. “Fortunately”, it did give me the opportunity that I was looking for. I had to put my plan in motion now. If I waited too long, Eggs might pull himself out from me and there was nothing I could do at that point to prevent Bacon from taking his turn. Ironically, I was now hoping that Eggs took his time.
The german shepherd stopped licking my face and began to focus again on his turn in the queue. ‘Hey Bacon!’, I said when he was about to walk away. He stopped in his tracks. This was the moment I was waiting for and I reached as far as I could. I could not reach his cock but I was able to grab his back leg and keep him there. I pulled him closer to me and he assisted my effort by taking a few steps back. I could now see his tail above my face so I figured out that he backed close enough. Since my arms were tied behind my head and legs, I could not really see what I was doing with my hands. But I figured that his penis shouldn’t be too far away. And I was right. By going up his leg and feeling around his loins, my hands found what they were looking for. Bacon barked when my fingers touched the shaft of his penis. I don’t speak a dog, but it did not sound like he was against me touching him.
From the mirror, I could see that he was nowhere as well endowed as Eggs was. I knew to not make any conclusions on this since there was a solid chance that his instinct would start pumping it full of blood any second now. In the beginning, I used one hand to work his stiffening shaft and the other hand to caress his testicles. I was surprised to find his ballsack so smooth and hard. I soon realized that it was probably due to the same reason that now I had a belly full of semen, Bacon and Eggs had not emptied their testicles for a very very long time and I got the privilege to help them with this. “Lucky me.”, I thought sarcastically.
It did not take long for me to find out that I was right. The german shepherd was becoming harder and bigger as my hands played with his organ. My hands were tied together quite tightly and soon I could no longer reach both ends of his genitals at the same time. I had to employ a two-hand technique on the shaft. Normally, this activity would have not been as exhausting as it is now. But giving handjob upside down and having a dog still pumping his hot sperm inside of me, made me sweat profusely. But at least, Bacon appreciated my efforts. I am so happy to announce that he was now shooting his pre-cum everywhere. “So. Freaking. Happy…”, I thought to myself.
Due to the fact that I was sweating and Bacon producing his pre-jizz, my palms became quite well-oiled quite quickly. That made my hands to move effortlessly on the sides of the thick canine penis. I soon figured out a suitable rhythm and it seemed that my plan was working fine. To my displeasure, I became quite an expert in giving handjobs to a dog. I found out that, unlike his human counterpart, the base of the dog’s cock was quite flexible. Normally it pointed to the direction of the dog’s head, but one could easily bend it 180 degrees to another direction. This became useful when I was getting tired of going up and down. I could go side to side as well (yay!). However, when I tried this method he was shooting his pre-cum at the back of my head, and let’s just say that I was not really a fan.
I felt a small tug from the other side of my body. Eggs tested how well the seal between us was holding. His knot had reduced in size and there was a solid chance that he could be dismounting soon. As much as I loved the idea of him evacuating the premises, I was not ready with Bacon. He would be lining his cock to the same hole 20 seconds after Eggs exits me if I had not taken care of him by then. At that point, I had no way of knowing how close Bacon was. I could only hope that he was nearing his limits. Even though my exhaustion was killing me, I still doubled my efforts to jack him off.
The impatient movements of Eggs did not escape the attention of Bacon. He kept looking over his shoulder to see what was going on. Bacon did not really want to move from the pleasurable spot he had found. It felt nice to have someone play with his cock, but curiosity got the better of him. ‘FUCK NO BACON!’, I swore when I noticed that my sweaty, cum-soaked hands could not hold him in place. To my confusion, the large german shepherd would not try to move past me, instead, he turned around and walked right over to me and the coffee table. The dumb dog wanted to have a closer look but did not want to lose the sensation he had just received. He probably thought that he could achieve both things like this. I now saw his loins over my face and the gigantic phallus hanging above me. It was spewing pre-cum over my tits and face. I tried to pull my elbows together, but I could not really achieve much cover from the jizz rain. Bacon crept closer to where Eggs was still tied to me and his forelegs took support at my sides. He pushed his body so close to the action that his canine cock fell on my chest. I was amazed by its sheer weight, but something even more surprising occurred next. While Bacon kept pressing my sides, my generous bosom was squeezed together and enclosed the canine cock between my breasts.
“There is no fucking way that just happened!”, I shouted in my mind. But I also knew that a dog could not have planned it ahead. My firm breasts pushed together made an excellent passageway for the red scholong. It took a second for Bacon to notice the tightness of the hole he had accidentally created. And when he became aware of the sensations while moving forward, his loins started instinctively moving back and forth. In no time at all, I was basically giving him a boobjob.
The pre-cum made sure that there was no friction with his movement and Bacon started humping my breasts like they were the best thing ever. I had seen parts of porn where a woman gave someone a titjob, but it was nothing like this. His tail was wildly hitting in the air and at my face, while his balls swung in the motion of his thrust. Now that I was able to see his testicles, it became clear to me how Eggs was able to fill me up so completely. The balls were like small bowling balls just waiting to be drained.
Although this new method of satisfying the sexual urges of the dog was not a highlight of my life, it was still acceptable. It was definitely easier than giving him a handy, and extremely better than having him knotting my ass. Some parts of me were slightly proud that I had big enough breasts to be able to service a male like this, but I shot those thoughts down quickly. Bacon made sure to spew his pre-ejaculation substance while he humped away, but as long as it was directed between my boobs, I did not mind it all. From all the holes he could have chosen, this was the one I could handle. But that pocket of calmness did not last for long, as I was about to learn.
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