Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes - Sex Stories

Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

... or bigger than their last boyfriend’s. I guess that’s why I’ve never bothered to measure it. Once you know you’re more than enough to satisfy most girls, getting out the ruler just seems a little pathetic. Lara’s eyes widened a fraction when she saw my b**st, and then she slipped off the couch and got on her hands and knees as she crawled into position. Lara’s a beautiful girl, and one of her best features is her lips, full and plump and soft-looking. It’s practically a pleasure all its own watching her lips go over the head of my dick, even if I couldn’t feel a thing. With the sensation, it’s incredible, although in terms of technique, I’ve had better. Lara started at the head, licking around, and then went down about halfway, and pulled away, just when the wet heat was becoming really good. She licked around the underside, and then went down again. I guess there’s nothing wrong with a little teasing and pulling away, but the rhythm was a little off somehow that keeps her from being a first-class cocksucker like my s****r. Finally, I just wanted her to keep her mouth on and just go up and down, so when she had her lips over the tip, I put my hand on the back of her hair and applied light pressure to keep her from pulling off. She got the hint and began bobbing her head, applying gentle suction. As she went down on me, I used my free hand to grab the remote control and turn on the TV. I just wanted to see what was on, and I guess there’s a subtle little humiliation at play, ...

... like I was implying her blowing me wasn’t enough stimulation. It was plenty, but if it inspired her to try harder, so much the better. I think it did, a little, but mostly the TV distracted me. I never lost track of the blowjob, but I missed that sensation, almost like a buzzing feeling at the base of your dick, where you’re approaching that point where you can’t help but blow your load if you continue. As Lara’s head pulled up as far as I’d let her, her eyes open and looking up at me, I realized I’d already passed that point. The pressure was building. “Shit, I’m cumming.” I instinctively pushed her head back down until she was at least halfway when the pressure built to a crescendo and my entire lower body seemed to flex, particularly my balls which sent out a rush of semen. She didn’t fight against me, just let the torrent flow, and her throat wobbled as she swallowed. I kept my hand on her hair until about the fourth squirt, and then let it fall. She pulled back slowly, still swallowing, still sucking, but finally pulled away from my dribbling dick. Her tongue lapped up a few extra dribbles of it, and then she smiled.“Wow, I must have done really good this time. I thought you would have held off till you could sink it in my pussy.” she said. “But I guess that just means we have more time for me.” Lara unbuttoned her pants and stood, letting them drop to the ground. She had a thong underneath, black, but that went away swiftly… she sat back on the couch, raised her legs in ...