"Wanna Bet?" - Sex Stories

"Wanna Bet?"

... stopped for a moment to let her have a good look. &#034Come on, don't act like you've never done it before.&#034 I started up again. Another few seconds, another few strokes, passed as she just glared at me. &#034Getting pretty close,&#034 I warned. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth and, taking that as an invitation, I closed the distance and put it in. Her mouth closed over, creating a tight seal and I swung my hips in and out, fucking her mouth while I still could before I came. I had my eyes on her hands, and she never broke stride with her masturbating either. If anything she was moving faster. I came and my s****r drank what I gave her, down to the last drop. I now was almost certain what I was doing turned her on, even though she wouldn't admit it. It was nearly hilarious, the way she kept denying it, acting like she was being all abused, all while putting herself in the position in the first place and getting hot while it happened. She came that morning, too, a few minutes later. I'd actually hoped she wouldn't, because it risked her finishing her required part of the deal too fast. If she didn't cum in front of me ten times, I'd get another month to play with her. If she did, she might stop masturbating, if only because she couldn't tell herself she was f***ed to do it. I suppose the fear that she might quickly run through her ten masturbation sessions and then stop was what prompted me to take a gamble. The next time she took me into her room, she tried to ...

... lay down the law again. &#034No touching, and you can masturbate if you want, but you can't come near me. It's not fair to make me suck you off and watch too, that wasn't what the bet was.&#034 &#034But you enjoy it,&#034 I said. &#034I do not. I'm not a sick perv like you, I don't want to do any of this. The only reason I'm doing this is because of this stupid bet. I wouldn't do any of this if you didn't f***e me.&#034 I'd had enough. &#034Fine, if that's the way you feel, how about a new bet?&#034 She started, not expecting that. &#034What?&#034 &#034Another bet. If you win, the rest of your obligation is off. If I win, we up the ante. I can touch you any time I want, anywhere I want.&#034 &#034What?&#034 she repeated. &#034You heard me. So, do you wanna bet?&#034 &#034Wait, what do you mean whenever you want? Cause when blowjobs were whenever you want, I had to be, like, at your beck and call.&#034 That was a fair point. I wanted to make it easier for her to agree, so I backed down a little. &#034Okay, anytime we're alone, then. But you can't just run off whenever I lay a hand on you either, you take it until I'm done with you.&#034 &#034Good, because that's one thing, being some kind of... sex slave, that's another. I guess that's okay. I bet you're going to keep touching me anyway, at least this way I have a chance at getting out of it.&#034 But the way she said sex slave, a little breathily, made me wonder. Maybe that was what she really wanted. She just wanted to be ...