Kennel Club 06: Playdate - Sex Stories

Kennel Club 06: Playdate

... over my head with each slow stroke in and out. I just focused on my pace for a moment, letting Kelly run the show.

Every couple of motions, she would let me slip entirely out to catch her breath and make an example of how much she was making me leak.

After the third time she did this, I spared a look up to Ian, who I then noticed was staring straight back at me. I found myself leaning forward over our mutual partner. His hand reached up, letting his hand run up my back to behind my head. He pulled me into a kiss as we both continued to rut into the energetic Pet below us.

This show earned us more than a bit of praise from our small gallery of Masters and Mistresses, but then there was a shift. Ian pulled back slightly from the kiss and began to run his teeth down my neck until he reached my collar, where he gave me a quick hard nip, making me shudder in pleasure and lean harder into both him and Kelly and causing me to briefly lose my rhythm.

This didn't go unnoticed by anyone in the room. Our masters laughed and cheered, and Ian and Kelly's motions became more eager. Instead of just playing with me with every stroke, she would close her mouth hard around me, swallowing hard while using her tongue to press me against the roof of her mouth, pressuring me from both sides.

Ian redoubled his efforts, biting my neck and making me shudder with each rake of his teeth over my arcing, exposed throat.

With the double-teamed pressure, I couldn't last. I surrendered ...

... to their care and quickly spilled everything I had into Kelly's eager mouth.

With residual shudders, I collapsed Ian, letting me slide down in acknowledged defeat as every drop I leaked was lapped up by Kelly, much to the delight of the watching masters.

I sat back and watched as they finished each other, quickening their pace so that in just a couple more minutes, he buried himself in her to the hilt and filled her, both letting our satisfied sighs and shudders.

The whole pile collapsed onto me as both of them leaned forward.

We were left that way momentarily as our Owners came over to separate and rearrange us.

We were all three praised by the group of Masters for the show, each and every one of them even more visibly excited than when we got started.

My companions were led off the platform to sit at their Master's and mistress's feet. My Master approached me with a pile of cushions and arranged them in the center of the stage.

He pointed at the stack he had just made, "Belly on here, Pet. Hands and knees, stretch your hands forward and feet back, and stay like that.

When satisfied with my position, he pulled up a couple of items from the toybox, padded cuffs, from the pile he had brought over.

He quickly secured me to four mounting points on the platform before taking off my leash, replacing it with a chain connecting to a fifth point ahead of me.

"Just a couple more things, and we'll be ready to start," my Master said from behind me. And with ...