My dare #081 - The one where Brock nailed me - Sex Stories

My dare #081 - The one where Brock nailed me

... quite difficult to lie to myself. I knew what Brock had done to me.

Some after quakes still rocked my body while I was waiting for him to dismount me. I did not mind them since those took my mind off how sore I felt. Brock had ravaged my body so hard that I would not be able to move for a week. But even though, I was hurting all over, something had changed inside of me. I had been taken against my will, and on some level, I had liked it. Scratch that, I had loved it. I had cummed like never before, and there must be a reason for that. I did not love the idea that it was my sister's dog who had made me his bitch, but being fucked like a ragdoll without any human rights made me feel more alive than anything I had experienced during my adult life. The submissive thoughts scared and excited me. I was too messed up, physically and mentally, to be able to figure things out right now. I had to focus on getting myself out of this situation first.

While I was contemplating how this experience was going to change me, Brock was trying to pull out. Sharp pain from my pussy woke me up. 'AAH!', I shrieked. The adrenaline of being fucked and used as a cum dump had started to wear down and even small movements made me squeal. And he was still anything but "small". Brock tried a few more times yanking his gigantic cock out from my sore pussy until he changed tactics. He proceeded to jump down from the sofa and turned his massive body around so we ended up being butt to butt. 'AAAAH! ...

... STOP!', I yelled when I felt my pussy stretching from the movement. 'PLEASE! DO NOT MOVE BROCK!', I ordered him. To my surprise, he actually listened. My words had not had much effect this night, but I was glad we finally found something that we could agree with. Although he had just made me see stars, I was still quite impressed that Brock was able to move his body like that while being tied to me. "That is one flexible cock...", I thought to myself while waiting for him to deflate his cock and vacate the premises.

After waiting for 15 minutes, I was about to fall asleep. Brock had not nudged his tool after dismounting me and my body started to feel the strain of a long and rough night. I was in that in-between phase where you try to keep your eyes open, but it is becoming increasingly difficult to do so. That is why I was completely unprepared when Brock suddenly did pull his monster cock from my pussy with one strong tug. Before I could even yell from the sudden sting radiating from my sensitive pussy, a deluge of canine sperm rained down on my tits and face. The whole floor, and me with it, was now completely stained by our extracts. I was busy coughing the cum out from my mouth while making an effort to get up as soon as possible. It was not an easy feat because of how sore I felt, and because how my hands were still very tightly cuffed behind my back. I struggled a bit, but I was able to get myself to a sitting position next to the sofa. I had to wipe my face on the ...