Winner's Choice - Sex Stories

Winner's Choice

... was and unzipped his pants and pulled his erect cock out. You might ask what I was doing during all of this. Well, obviously I was there and was a willing participant but from the moment Billy Flynn tried to shove his tongue down throat my alcohol hazed brain was telling my stomach to churn all the contents. So, when Billy placed my hand around his cock and was showing me the correct way to stroke a penis I was swallowing back stomach bile. I think Billy must have felt that our relationship was moving along quite nicely and with a gentle nudge of his hand on my head he guided my head into his lap. With a deeply passionate whisper Billy urged me to ‘suck him’. But I never got to that point because the churned contents that were in my stomach surged into my mouth. I had this moment of complete clarity and my alcohol haze disappeared. My moment of clarity lasted only long enough for my brain to send another request to my stomach telling it to release all of the churned contents. I couldn’t hold it in any longer and the vomit spilled from my mouth onto poor Billy Flynn’s hard cock. Billy let out a deep passionate moan as if I had just taken him in my mouth but when the second surge of vomit spilled out he pushed me to the side and took off running to his car with his cock sticking out in front of him and vomit coating his crotch. By the end of the next week the story had completely transformed. Instead of me throwing up on Billy I had become so ‘cock crazy’ that we fucked three, ...

... five, ten times. I couldn’t keep my hands, pussy, and mouth off him and insisted on finishing him with a blowjob. I had to have his cum and pleaded for him to cum in my mouth but it was so big that I couldn’t handle it and it spilled all over his lap. In those short minutes behind the wood pile I had become ‘cock crazy’ and developed a reputation around school. === Sorry, let’s get back to my current unpaid gambling wager. Jake took my hand and led me down the hallway, presumably to the bedroom. We never reached a room because Trevor called out, “Where are you going?” “To the bedroom,” Jake answered. “Nah. Right there. In front of us. Just like when you lose a regular hand you have to take your clothes off in front of everyone. Why do you think you wouldn’t have to pay up in front of everyone now?” Trevor asked. Everyone froze. He was right. I hated him but he was right. I was about to be those college girls I laughed at. I was about to become some sort of a sacrificial lamb at the Alter of Penis. How the hell was I supposed to do this? And with an audience! Where they going to applaud? “Wooo, wooo, deeper, deeper.Suck that cock!” What the fuck! I had images of the stupid cheerleaders from school shaking their pompoms encouraging me to score that touchdown. We walked back into the room and in the most awkward way ever I asked, “How do you want to do this? Do you want me to, like, lay on the floor or kneel down?” Trevor laughed, “Oh my God. Just kneel down already. Jake will ...