Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes - Sex Stories

Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

... up at the camera as her beautiful lips were distended over the head of my cock. I preferred that to one where she went down deeper. You could tell we were outside, somewhere, and right beside this demonstration of oral sex was a school photograph, Lara, slightly more tanned, smiling brightly, long blonde hair down to her shoulders, the picture of an all-American girl. Her name and school were both easily readable, even on the display screen. “Excellent,” I said, and showed it to her. “You look so good like that.” I felt the cool air on my dick as she pulled off again. “So can we go home then?” “No, not quite. One more picture for today.” She looked up at me expectantly. “Pretty much the same, but this time with my cum all over your face.” She made a face. “Don’t worry, I bought cleaning wipes at the store, remember? Now, are you going to make me jack off, or are you going to finish the job for me?” She rolled her eyes, took one last look around, and then began blowing me again. As her head bobbed up and down on my shaft, I spoke softly. “That’s good. Faith’s still a little better, but you’ll get a lot of practice this summer when you belong to me. I’ll have her teach you exactly how I like it. I mean, just because she’s pregnant doesn’t mean she can’t still help out. If you’re a good little slave, I’ll probably even have her clean you out with her tongue after you’ve taken a load.” That wasn’t just for her benefit, I was trying to work myself up with dirty images so I’d cum ...

... faster than normal. I didn’t want to be caught out there in public any more than she did. Imagining my s****r with a swollen belly licking Lara’s pussy after I’d just cummed in it certainly gave a little pulse of excitement to my dick. Imagining it being Mikey or Todd’s cum, after they paid me for the right to have sex with their own s****r, did it even more, but I didn’t want to risk spooking her by putting that on the table again. Soon, the combination of my little erotic peptalk and the motion of her head and tongue started to get that tingling feeling at the base of my dick. “Okay,” I said, and pushed back on her until my cock had just escaped her lips. With one free hand I began rubbing it at the base, just to prolong and enhance the feeling, but I kept very close to her so that I wouldn’t miss and waste any. Suddenly, I felt the jet rising and I jerked upward, landing a sticky glob just on the side of bridge of her nose, trailing down one cheek. The next I aimed lower and pressed closer, smearing the shiny glaze over the lower part of her face. On the fourth squirt I went to the other side. Finally, as I was down to dribbles, I rubbed my dick on her lips, making sure that enough white was visible. “Okay,” I said, and got my camera ready. “Open your mouth a little. Keep that ID up where I can see it.” She did, and I snapped the picture, my fourth, my cousin’s face covered in my cum, mouth open, tongue out just a little as though ready to taste it. It was going to be hard ...