Worth the Trip
#2 of One-Shots
A trip to visit a friend turns into an experience that won't be forgotten!
Hello again to all my fuzzy friends! I happened to find myself with more free time than I knew what to do with yesterday, so I figured I would do a little bit of writing for you guys! This was written as a gift to one of my favorite chewy wolf friends whom I do actually plan on meeting up with in the future, so this is more of a representation of how I expect things may turn out... :3c anyways I hope you guys enjoy and as always I will see you guys at the bottom of the page! :D
The deafening silence was almost unbearable as I sat up on my knees on the bed, a restraint tied to the ceiling binding my wrists together to keep me upright. A spreader bar was cuffed around my ankles keeping my legs open, a tight fitting blue jockstrap being the only decency that I'd been left with.
I was visiting a close friend of mine for the first time, a gray wolf whom although seemed somewhat quiet at first turned out to be very friendly and warm-hearted. I knew him for the love of his species, spending time with them every opportunity he got. That along with his signature wrist and ankle bands he always wore.
However, as we grew closer and talked more and more we found ourselves in one of those late-night discussions about all of our favorite kinky secrets. It didn't take long for me to learn that he was very fond of bondage. I'd always been skeptical about the idea, as I could never understand why somebody would want to be restrained and unable to protect themselves in an intimate environment.
Though, as I gave a gentle tug to the restraint holding my arms up above my head I couldn't help but emit a quiet whine of excitement. It'd been about ten minutes if I had to guess since my friend had pulled the blindfold down over my eyes and kissed my nose before departing. My ears constantly swiveled and perked at the slightest sound, my hearing hypersensitive as my primary sense of sight had been taken away from me.
I could feel the vibrations as he walked about the house, my tail giving a few quick waves every time I heard him pass by the bedroom. My arms were beginning to ache a bit from being strained above my head and I was tempted to call out to make sure everything was alright, only to freeze as the sound of footfall finally announced itself in the quiet room.
I could tell he was trying to be silent, but there was no way he would be able to sneak in without me knowing. Nonetheless, I did my best to play along, however my muscles betrayed me as my tail wiggled a bit in anticipation and a small grin began to upturn my lips.
A quiet chuckle alerted me to his position behind me. My grin spread wider only to give way to a blush as I heard a camera shutter click a few times. I mentioned to him shyly before that I wanted him to document the experience to look back on later, but with each snap my blush grew deeper and deeper.
I knew he was enjoying himself, having expressed his desire to help show me the ropes of, well, ropes. I couldn't see the predatory grin on his face as he stood only a few feet in front of me on the side of the bed, but I could hear the sound of the camera being set down somewhere.
I felt the bed shift as a new weight crawled onto the bed, and I sucked in a breath as a blunt nail began to trace it's way delicately through the white fur of my belly. I bit my lip suppressing a whine as I felt the warm breath wash over the growing bulge in my jockstrap. He pressed his muzzle against it and inhaled deeply letting my arousal soak into his senses, an approving rumble coming from him as he mouthed around me.
If I'd been standing my legs likely would have given out, and my body shuddered continuously from his teasing as he took advantage of my helpless state. A wet spot was beginning to form where my erection was pinned harshly against the thin fabric of the jock, and he chuckled before tugging the soft cotton barrier down my thighs allowing my erection to spring free.
His warm breath felt even better against my exposed length, and when he dragged his tongue from sheath to swollen knot to my tapered tip, I couldn't help but moan out into the open air. His muzzle was hot, and I whispered quiet expletives under my breath as he slid my member through his lips and engulfed me in the fiery moistness.
He didn't stop until his snout was pressed against my groin, and he gently hummed around my shaft sending delightful vibrations along my member. I could only wriggle and squirm helpless to his ministrations, and I knew he was enjoying every second of teasing and pleasuring. My hips involuntarily rocked against his muzzle, forced into the motions by my body's desires and natural instincts.
Just when I thought the treatment couldn't get any better, I felt one of the wolf's thick paw toes graze against my tail hole. It was slick, likely from the saliva that had been leaking from his busy muzzle, and he used this to press the finger in with ease. My tail wagged excitedly at this, and he used the new leverage to push my groin towards him as he went down with his muzzle.
This started a series of deep throat thrusts, and it was all I could do to keep myself from losing myself in his maw then and there. My knot tapped against his lips pleadingly wanting to be included in on the fun, but my wolf friend was able to sense my closeness faster than I could act and quickly pulled away.
My hips continued to thrust on their own for a few moments after and I grinned sheepishly as my jumping member sprayed pre freely from how close I'd been. He only shook his head with a brief snicker and removed the wiggling paw toe from my rear.
I was somewhat disappointed as he pulled my blue cotton prison back up and over my moist length before continuing his ascent. Hot, airy kisses were planted along my waist and torso the entire way, causing me to stretch my tummy taut against his muzzle. He paused for a moment when he reached my chest, taking his time to tease the small bumps buried within my chest fluff making sure they were at attention before continuing.
Upon reaching my neck, his nose gently pressed up against my chin signaling me to lift my head up, exposing my neck to him. He rumbled in approval and began to assault my neck with gentle nips and licks, causing me to pull on my restraints and sigh a shuddering breath. My body was on fire with arousal, my trapped member aching against the garment below, and each touch of his tongue to my neck caused me to throb within the fabric prison. Finally, he relented and moved upwards again.
His breath was hot against my muzzle, and I could hear the quiet growl in his throat as he gently nibbled my chin. Suddenly, he shifted forwards and pressed his muzzle to mine, easing his arms around my lower back and pressing his belly against my own. I could feel his own thick member pressing into my thigh as he kissed me, and with my bulge grinding against him it was all I could do not to shove my tongue down his throat with desire.
Even here he teased me, drawing back every time my tongue pressed against his muzzle searching for entrance and he chuckled as I struggled. I whined frustratedly against his muzzle, my restraints holding me in place as he leaned further and further back. His weight shifted around on the bed again as he got off and reentered behind me.
The bedsprings shifted back and forth, creaking as he walked on his knees closer and closer to me. I once again felt his warm breath wash over my ears, as well as the warmth of his groin pressingly eagerly against my exposed rear. His arms wrapped around under my arms as he hugged me against him, and his hips drew back a bit as he repositioned himself to press underneath my tail.
He rumbled quietly and kissed the back of my head as a paw stroked my chest, the tip of his member prodding against my entrance. It was slick with pre and I could tell he was taking great enjoyment in making sure my first experience was worthwhile. I'd had my eyes closed for a majority of the time, seeing no point to have them open with the blindfold in place, but they popped open in surprise as I felt the wolf tampering with the bindings above my head.
The Velcro was torn off and I was glad to be able to roll my shoulders a couple of times. The freedom was short lived however as he pushed my upper body down onto the bed, leaving my rear end up with my legs still spread by bar between them. I felt him shift across the bed quickly, and the sounds of rattling caused my ears to perk up knowingly. The familiar feeling of the leather once again found its way around my wrists, binding them behind my back this time.
The wolf grinned to himself as he moved off the bed once again and I heard the sound of the camera clicking again as he documented me in the new position. I grinned inwardly knowing what the pictures would likely be used for, but the thought was tossed from my mind as he joined me on the bed once again.
I giggled in surprise as a cold nose came to rest against the bottom of my one of my footpaws, and I remembered my friend had also expressed his adoration for paws. He lifted the appendage up towards his muzzle and inhaled deeply, before dragging his tongue along the bottom from heel to toe. The feeling was odd and extremely ticklish, but at the same time arousing as I knew he took enjoyment in the activity.
He alternated between the two, making sure to give each one the same amount of attention, every last bit of nuzzling and rubbing I could ever want. All I could do was lay and endure the tickling torture, having to drag one of the pillows from the top of the bed to me so I could stuff my face into it attempting to stifle my laughter. I could imagine him rolling his eyes from behind me, but what I couldn't see were the cogs turning in his head as he glanced further upwards and locked eyes with his next target.
I had no time to prepare myself as I felt him suddenly lurch forward, and an involuntary moan of pleasure was pushed from me as his muzzle found its way underneath my tail. He held nothing back this time, using his paws to spread me open and relentlessly drill his tongue against my tail star. I squirmed helplessly on the bed, panting and crying out in pleasure. The constant pressure against my entrance finally did the trick as my muscles gave way, allowing the organ to slip deeper into my passage.
It was slick, and very very sloppy, which made it all the more pleasurable as he rimmed me. He drooled purposefully against me, ensuring that I would be well prepared while swirling his tongue about through my depths. It was my favorite thing about canine partners, there was almost no feeling that could beat that of a long tongue finding its way underneath my tail, and the pre soaking and dripping onto the bedsheets through my jock was evidence of it. I could have laid there for hours with him in that same position, but every good thing had to come to an end.
I pouted sadly as he withdrew, feeling empty without the slippery organ anymore. He must have sensed my disappointment, as he replaced himself again with a thick paw toe momentarily while he reached across the bed for something. I laid in silent anticipation as he gently worked the finger around, and I found myself clenching around it needily.
He withdrew his paw after a few minutes and immediately replaced it with something cold and firm, and the slippery coating told me that it was likely some sort of plug or toy. It slipped in with barely any resistance, and my walls clenched firmly around it as it continued into me. I huffed and squirmed in delight as the end of the plug settled into place, a very comfortable toy that wasn't very big from what I was used to.
What I was not prepared for however was the vibration that began assaulting my sweet spot, causing me to see stars as I cried out happily. He chuckled behind me as the vibration disappeared and I whined loudly in response. He alternated between flipping it on and off, each time a new wave of pleasure shooting through me.
I was delirious with pleasure after a few minutes, reduced to a drooling, moaning mess of fur on the bed. After enough teasing he finally granted my wish and left the toy running, before crawling back around on the bed to sit in front of me. He began to fiddle with the blindfold that had been covering my eyes for the entirety of the night, and I found myself nose to tip with the drooling pink member of the wolf.
A heavy blush blossomed across my face and my heart pounded in my ears with excitement, as this was the first time I'd gotten to see my friend in such an intimate manner. It was frustrating at first only being able to fantasize about what the lupine would be packing down below, but eventually the idea manifested into an arousing lust that drove me to want to make the trip to visit him as soon as possible. And he did not disappoint.
His length extended from a thick light gray sheath of what appeared to be nearly nine inches of wolf, a partially swollen knot at the base, and a low hanging set of orbs emitted a deep, earthy musk that was intoxicating. I didn't need to be told to work as I leaned forward and let the heavy gray sac rest atop my nose. I inhaled heavily and felt my head spin with need, reminding me of my trapped member as it began to leak once again, enhanced by the rumbling toy still lodged under my tail. Musk had always been a soft spot for me, I loved the drunk feeling that the scent gave me and it made me want to search for more.
My tongue lazily grazed between the wolf's legs, soaking up more and more of the hazing scent. After a few minutes of letting me enjoy one of my own personal desires he gently took hold of my chin and pulled me up a bit. I peered up at him with glazed innocent silver eyes, and his lustful, soft amber pair stared back expectantly. My eyes never left his as he guided the tip of his member to my muzzle, and I opened without hesitation.
He slid the first few inches of his length across my waiting tongue, rewarding me with a spray of pre. He held my chin firmly as he worked his canine member in and out of my maw, rocking his hips just enough that his swinging sac tapped against my chin each time. He sighed heavily as his other paw moved behind my head, using it to simultaneously pet behind my ears encouragingly as well as help pull me further down his length.
I made effective use of my tongue, creating a smooth passage for him to hump into as his pace increased. He rumbled a growl of approval as his paws gripped my ears, taking his time to gently ease the entirety of his length into my muzzle, extending slightly into my throat. I swallowed around his thick member and was mindful of my teeth as I breathed through my nose making sure not to gag. He groaned happily as his knot kissed my lips before drawing back and resheathing himself into my maw.
His pace increased gradually, and he quivered with lust as he began to breed my muzzle thoroughly. The drool leaking from around his tool coated my chin, causing his sac to slap lewdly against it with each thrust. The dominant treatment was more of what I expected out of this night, but I could tell he was still alert for any signs of discomfort should I show them. Not that I was going to, I was happily enjoying every bit of my experience thus far.
I knew it was far from over however as he finally slowed himself, and with reluctance, pulled himself from my maw. His shaft was left glistening with saliva now, and based on the mischievous glint in his eye I knew exactly what he was planning. He leaned down to kiss my nose just as he had before we'd even begun earlier that night before gently pushing me over onto my side.
My lupine friend took his place behind me, removing the rumbling toy from beneath my tail as well as undoing the spreader bar between my legs, making the position much more comfortable. His paws wrapped around my midsection and pulled me back towards him, and his length quickly found its way between my cheeks. He did not penetrate first of course, as the theme of the night was teasing after all. He held me tightly and ground his member firmly up and down between my legs, all the while gently mouthing around the scruff of my neck.
I bit my lip and leaned back into his strong, broad chest, his breathing calm, yet quivering with pent up arousal. I knew he'd been holding himself off waiting for my arrival, and it seemed like he'd reached his breaking point. Using one paw, he positioned his still slick member against my entrance and began to push the blunt tip past my loosened ring.
He inhaled sharply and involuntarily bucked forward a few more inches causing me to yelp more in surprise than pain. Nonetheless he immediately began to withdraw, worry etched across his face. I whimpered as he did so however, and I quickly pushed against the bed to follow his movements ensuring his tip stayed lodged in me.
I tipped my head over my shoulder to look at him, letting him know that I was alright. He sighed in relief and wrapped his arms around my midsection, opting to simply hold me for a few minutes. He never lost any of his arousal, keeping himself tip-deep in me. After a few minutes, his grip began to tighten slightly and his teeth closed firmly around my scruff.
His hips began to rock against me, slowly working his length further into me. He took his time and made sure I was comfortable, allowing me to adjust for the duration of the process. My own erection had waned during the brief moment of cuddling, however it quickly returned as he pushed the thick middle portion of his member past my ring. I clenched tightly, and clenched often, creating a vice around his member as his swelling knot kissed my entrance at last.
I needed a few minutes to grow accustomed to the wolf's endowment, larger than most others I'd had the chance to be with. He continued to hold my scruff between his teeth, patiently waiting until I gave him the signal to continue. He began by withdrawing his length about halfway out before easing his way back in. I felt zero pain, and I knew the real fun was about to begin.
Each movement was quicker, smoother than the last. He held me tight as he rocked forward again and again jabbing my sweet spot causing me to cry out into the quiet room, the only other sounds being the creaking of the mattress and of our hips coming into contact, rutting the night away.
One of his paws found my trapped length within my jock strap, pulling the tight fabric to the side to let my shaft slip free. He quickly took hold of my swollen member, matching his pawing to his thrusts. My wrists were still bound behind my back, and he reminded me teasingly of the fact by releasing my member leaving it to bob about in the open.
In possession of both paws once again, he used them to grab my hips and firmly pull me atop him, with him laying on his back. Spreading his legs wide, he held me and used his strong hips to thrust upwards into me.
He was swift, and held nothing back as his length plowed through me from below. I could only lay back against him and take the treatment, his large shaft sliding in knot deep every time. A silly grin was painted across my face, and I could feel my climax approaching even without the help of the wolf's paw. He must have sensed this, as he began to slow himself to long, deep thrusts.
I could tell he himself was getting close as well, as his knot was almost it's full size and grinding under my tail seeking entrance. Without any warning, he growled and again rolled us, laying me flat on my stomach while pinning my shoulders in place firmly.
His teeth closed around my scruff once again as he resumed his quick thrusting, allowing gravity to help press himself harder and harder into me. My length was now pinned against the bedsheets, and the combination of that combined with the knot pressing against my entrance rocketed me towards a messy finish. His thrusts were growing wild and erratic, and his constant growling around my neck fur alerted me that it was time.
He released me from his grasp and pushed his forehead against the back of my head, his breathing deep and shaky. He was pushing his knot insistently trying to force itself in, and I began to worry that he might be too large to squeeze through. He was determined though, and with one final jab of his hips succeeded in locking himself inside me.
Having been on a hair trigger already, the extra pressure against my prostate easily sent me over the edge. My member pulsed and throbbed as I covered the bedsheets with my seed, and it didn't take long for my friend to follow suit. My muscles convulsed around him, pulling him down with me and I could feel my insides grow warm as he filled me, thick knot keeping everything sealed tight.
We both tapered off after a few moments and both panted in exhaustion, muscles relaxing after having been so tense from the vigorous workout. I was the first to break the silence, giggling quietly as he undid my bindings from behind my back and rolled us back onto our sides, the slight tug reminding me of the thick ball of over-sensitized flesh lodged under my curly tail. His arms found themselves wrapped around my waist again, and my paws found their way into his as well as we fell into slumber tied for the night.
Phew! So that's that, really tried to explore a few new things in this such as bondage and paw play, two things I'd never have thought I would take interest in, but hey don't knock it till ya try it! ;D of course let me guys know if you enjoyed or spotted an error/typo that I need to correct by leaving a comment, leave a favorite and 5* if you liked it, and feel free to watch me as well for any more smutty shenanigans I may get around to posting! Be sure to check out my other stories as well, might find something you like! x3 for now though that's it from me, see you all later!