Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes - Sex Stories

Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

... sort of shoots a hole in your theory that I’d enjoy it. She obviously didn’t.” I shook my head. “That wasn’t cause Faith couldn’t take it, it was because of me. The pregnancy really freaked me out.” Lara’s eyes widened and she leaned forward. “Faith got pregnant?” Shit. “She didn’t tell you?” “No. I assumed she just got sick of it. At first I thought maybe someone found out, but that kind of gossip would have been all over. Then I thought maybe she caught an STD.” “I wouldn’t let her get an STD,” I said, maybe a little too emphatically. To be honest, it was a risk, more than I’d be willing to admit. “I make sure I know everybody I sold her to, and they know me. If they didn’t do what I wanted, if they ran their mouth, I’d make them pay. It was pregnancy. She was on the pill, but it’s not perfect. We had to… take care of it. I would have figured she’d tell you, if nobody else.” They were pretty close, almost like I was with Mikey. Our similarly-aged cousins were almost like second siblings. What’s more, Lara was the only one of Faith’s friends who knew about her secret life this past summer. “Faith and I kind of haven’t been talking as much. I think it’s cause I wanted her to keep licking my cootch, but I’m not even bi, so I didn’t want to eat her out in return. I just figured she’d be used to it by now she wouldn’t have a problem. You’re the one who thinks she’s a born submissive, how does that fit into your theory?” I began to piston two fingers slowly, in and out, but my ...

... tongue was still free to talk. “Simple. I take control of her pleasure, but I don’t withhold it. Everything she does for me, I make sure she gets off. You weren’t willing to pay in kind.” She had a far-off look in her eyes, but then again, I was working my fingers in and out like a dick. She was closing her thighs around my hand pretty tightly, too. “I can’t believe it, she got pregnant.” She shook her head and grinned. “Well, no wonder you want me to agree, you’re not going to get Faith to play slave again.” I grinned. “I wouldn’t be so sure about that…” She’d been hinting at it over the last couple months, now and then, and the hints were growing more and more blatant now that we were approaching a school break. “No way.” “We’ll use condoms this time,” I said. “But there’s a good chance that Faith will be mine again over Christmas, maybe over summer too. She just doesn’t want to do it while school’s on.” Lara moaned softly. “Good, I missed her tongue. She’s better than you.” I took that as a challenge, and sunk my mouth down to her pussy. It teased the edges of the crack, and then withdrew my fingers for a moment and buried my face in her hole, licking the inside and rubbing my nose near her clit. She raised her ass to help grind into me and get more friction, and by the pace of her breathing I thought I was doing a good job, better than average. Suddenly, I pulled off and put my fingers back to work. “So if Faith’s willing to do it more than once,” I said, then kissed her ...