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"Wanna Bet?"
Date: 1/14/2016, Categories: First Time Mature Taboo Author: brianbigdogsmith
... sideways. That put her in a spread eagle, but allowed me more room to get deeper, so I didn't adjust any. I felt a throbbing up and down my shaft and it wasn't just her tight pussy squeezing me. It wasn't long before I came inside of her. She had an orgasm too, but I think she was so close already that practically any stimulation would have pushed her over the edge. I grunted as I emptied myself inside of her, then pulled out and let the last jet fall on her face. She was still coming down from her climax, so I grabbed her panties and wiped my cock down with them. I thought I'd get a kick out of making her wear them later. "So what now?" she asked as I sat down on the bed beside her. I looked into her eyes. She wasn't crying. She wasn't smiling, but she wasn't crying. I watched her, looking for any sign of pain, worry, or doubt. Now that I'd just gotten off, guilt was once again an emotion I was capable of. When I didn't answer her question, she must have taken it for a criticism, because soon Faith corrected herself. "I mean, what now, master?" Master. I grinned, loving the sound of that. It looked like I had myself a sex slave. I made good use of Faith, keeping my word that she would be my personal sex slave. Any time I got horny, I used her. The next day, I took her anal cherry as she grunted with her face jammed into the bed, and it was impossibly tight, but I liked cumming it in her pussy better, and I didn't want to risk giving her some kind of ...
... infection by going from one to the other. I still loved my s****r, and I didn't want to hurt her, and I got the feeling that anal sex did that, even though she was a trooper and didn't verbally complain. She seemed relieved when I told her it wasn't as good as I'd hoped. After a few days of enjoying her all by myself, and wearing myself out a little in the process, I decided it was time to hold up to my end of two promises. I said that I'd try to help Mikey get a shot with Faith, and I told Faith she'd do whatever I want with whoever I want. She clearly wanted that, or she wouldn't have agreed, so there was no reason to disappoint either of them. One day, while Faith was sucking on my cock dressed only in panties, I phoned Mikey. After the initial pleasantries, in part designed to make it clear to my s****r who I was talking to, I told him, casually, as though it was just another bit of news, "Yeah, so I started fucking Faith." She almost choked on my cock in surprise, but didn't do anything except look at me with wide eyes. I reached over to pat her head, a signal to go back to moving her head up and down. "Wow. How was she?" Mikey asked. "Real good. Do you want to fuck her?" "Do you think she would?" "She will if I tell her to. She lost a bet. She has to do whatever I say." There was silence on the phone for a few seconds, and then he said, "I don't know, if she's only doing it because you're forcing her..." "I'm not forcing her. ...