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

My dare #081 - The one where Brock nailed me

... understand why I thought I could last until morning. Something had to be done.

I had to try to get myself off, but I knew before I started that I have no chance in hell to do it. Anyone who has had their hands tied behind their back knows that you cannot really do anything until the cuffs have been unlocked. If you stretch a little, you can reach your "fun area", but any kind of effective touching is really not an option. I got up from the bed and hands behind my back opened my nightstand. I might still be able to use the vibrator that I had. I've been able to do this trick in the past, but it is always kinda so and so. With some effort, you might able to activate the vibrator and slip it in. However, you could still not play with your clit or even change the settings of the damn thing. I was so horny and my pussy was throbbing like crazy. My hands shook from the lust and effort. I tried to push it in for a while, but after I had dropped it several times, I gave up. I had to admit my loss. I was so wet from my dream and I needed to climax. There was no other option, I had to get the key.

I got fully up and walked out of the bedroom. Brock woke and got up at the moment when I opened the door to the living room. He was clearly curious why I was up in the middle of the night. For a moment I thought that he might sense my predicament, but then I remembered that he always gets up if I visit the bathroom in the middle of the night. My stupid horny brain is just going ...

... overdrive and makes me think odd stuff. "Now, where is the key?", I thought. I got as close to Brock as I was able and I had to kneel down to check his collar. It was dark, so it wasn't easy. But I did find the key. It was exactly there where Lilly had told me it to be. While I was close, Brock did his best to lick my face. 'Knock it off Brock!', I told him. I did not mind his tongue normally, but tonight I was not really up for his tricks. I wanted to have my fingers on my clit and a vibrator in pussy as soon as I got rid of these cuffs. At this point, I was so wet that there was a trail of my juices slowly flowing down my left leg.

It was one thing to confirm that key really was hanging from his neck, it was completely another thing to actually take it. And trying to reach the key was my downfall. As stated many times, my hands were cuffed behind my back. So the only thing I could do to reach for the key was to turn around and try to find his collar. I was now facing away from him while sitting on my knees. This exposed me to Brock in ways that I had not thought of. Brock being who he is, he shoved his snout between my ass cheeks and tried to dig further towards my moist pussy lips. 'HEY! STOP IT!' I shrieked when I felt him exploring my backside. I jumped up quickly, even hurting my knees in the process. The wooden floor is quite an unforgiving surface. Anyway, I got up to only realize that I did not really have any other option than trying to get the key. 'Oh for fuck sake.', ...