"Wanna Bet?" - Sex Stories

"Wanna Bet?"

... She's kind of a freak. A beautiful, amazing freak. She wants it, or she wouldn't let it happen. I can get her to fuck you, easily. She knows that's the plan, and she certainly hasn't had any complaints.&#034 She looked me right in the eyes as she went from the top of my cock all the way down, as though to emphasize that she wasn't objecting. I smiled lovingly at her. &#034Okay, then, yeah, I'd like to fuck her.&#034 &#034Good. Here's the deal. I'll throw you a blowjob for free, because you're f****y. You can see her naked, even feel her up a little. But to fuck her, I want money. $100 a pop, so to speak.&#034 &#034$100? That's sick dude.&#034 &#034Believe me, she's worth much more. I know you can get it.&#034 They were practically spoiled with their allowance. He might have to ask his parents for a little extra cash, but they'd do it if he gave them a plausible story. He probably had money saved up already to buy a car or something if his parents hadn't already promised to get him one when he got his license. &#034If you're free, we'll come over tomorrow and you can sample the goods.&#034 He agreed, and the next day, I drove Faith over to her place. She wore a skirt and, when we pulled up into the driveway, I had her roll her panties down her legs in the front seat and pass them to me. Mikey would be alone that day, he assured me, and I got a little thrill knowing all it would take would be a flip of the skirt and she'd be exposed. Mikey met us at the door, and tried to act ...

... all casual, like it was just another visit from her cousins. Faith kept her head down, but I knew she was secretly eager. Her panties were pretty damp. As soon as we were inside, I pulled up the front of Faith's skirt and said, &#034Hey, Mikey, check this out.&#034 Her little slit could be seen clearly, and Mike had a boner visible through his shorts. I don't think he ever completely believed me until that moment. &#034Holy shit. We should go downstairs,&#034 Mikey said. Downstairs, I sat down beside Faith on the comfortable black couch. She had her legs pulled up beneath her, and I directed her to spread and display for him. She did, with only her blush giving any indication that she wasn't 100% behind this. I let Mikey kneel down, get a good look, stick his finger inside. He was clumsy, like I was the first time. After he'd fucked around enough, I said, &#034So, you got $100 for me? Or are you going to happy with a blowjob?&#034 &#034Are you all right with this, Faith?&#034 Mikey asked. &#034Yes. Whatever Mark wants me to do,&#034 she said. She even smiled. &#034He's my master.&#034 I didn't think I'd ever get tired of her saying that. He chose to fuck her, of course. I waited until I had the money in my hand, counted it, then nodded to Faith. &#034Go on, make him happy, girl, I know you can.&#034 He went for straight missionary position. I watched them together, getting a little aroused, but I didn't want to whip it out and fap. Fapping to your s****r is fine, fapping along ...