"Wanna Bet?" - Sex Stories

"Wanna Bet?"

... this time, just kept sucking until I finished cumming. I'd miss seeing my sperm all over her face, but imagine it running down her tongue and down into her belly was a great substitute. &#034Wow, Squirt,&#034 I said when I was down to dribbles. &#034You're getting better at this. You actually swallowed this time.&#034 She pulled her mouth off and wiped the corner of her lip wih the side of her hand. &#034Shut up. I just didn't want to get it all over my room. Or to have to take a shower.&#034 She stood up, dusted off her knees. &#034Now I just need mouthwash.&#034 &#034What, you don't want to go back to your friends with cock breath?&#034 She smiled a little. &#034Not really.&#034 She put her hand up to her mouth and breathed in, then smelled it. After making a face, she said, &#034You're not going to be calling me back here throughout the day, are you?&#034 &#034I don't know...&#034 I said, letting an exaggerated amount of uncertainty into my voice, then I cracked a smile. &#034Tell you what, since you did such a good job this time and swallowed like a good girl, I'll wait until you come back on your own.&#034 &#034Thanks,&#034 she said, and went into the bathroom. When she was finished gargling, I met her again in the hallway. &#034Hey, was it true what you said about swallowing cum being good for the skin?&#034 I shrugged. &#034Wikipedia says it is.&#034 Wikipedia said no such thing. But if she called me on it, I could just say somebody must have changed it. Whether she ...

... believed it or not, she swallowed my cum that night too, without any complaint. I made it last a long time, too, mostly just lying back in my bed and staring at the ceiling as she sat beside me, slurping down my meat. I figured I'd pay her back for the text message stunt and phoned my buddy Fred. It distracted me a little and made me last longer, and I got a big kick out of it, but I cut the call short because I didn't want to cum on the phone to a friend. It's just rude. &#034I could get used to this&#034, I thought as she sucked on my shooting prick. I was going to have to make blowjobs appear as a regular part of wagers if she wanted to get into stupid arguments with me. Maybe I could even get more than that. I'd have to find the balance between what she might do if she was confident, and what would just make her back down no matter what, but now that the precedent had been set, it was only a matter of experimentation. She left and, as she almost always did, retreated first to the bathroom and then to her room, where she played music. The next morning, she was in her room, so I pointed to my cock and she got right down to it. She was getting better at it each time, and though last time I'd complimented her, I wanted to try something else, see if I could get her to try harder to please me. &#034I don't know,&#034 I said. &#034I'm just not feeling it.&#034 She picked up speed and began to use her tongue more, so I had to think about this squirrel I hit with my car a few weeks ...