Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes - Sex Stories

Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

... She doesn’t seem to mind though, when I kiss her, particularly after I’ve spent a good long while licking her slit, she always kisses back hungrily, although part of that might be because it usually means I’ll be fucking her soon after. This time was no exception. I didn’t even suggest it, she did, but she did it in her usual passive way. Once I broke our kiss, I breathed, “That’s one down,” and put my finger down to her slit again. I stared into her eyes as I did, savoring the slightly dazed expression she had, staring back all doe-eyed, having just cum but still being stimulated. Soon though, I went back and ate her out some more, while using two fingers to thrust in and out, and my thumb just teasing at her asshole. I hadn’t intended on fucking her, since this was a thank you of sorts, at least not until she’d had her second climax, but after a short time, my fingers functioning as a makeshift penis and my tongue making circles around, but not on, her clit, since it was extra sensitive after one orgasm, she spoke. “Mark… if you keep that up,” she said, taking a breath for emphasis, “I bet I’ll cum again in a few seconds.” “Oh, really?” She nodded, biting her lip. “Want to bet on it?” she said. “If I do, you have to jack off. If not, I guess you can fuck me until I do.” It sounded like a no-lose situation. Even if she did have an orgasm, I was sure I could convince her to let me jack off while buried halfway in her pussy. There was precedent for that. Really, though, it ...

... sounded like another submission bet. She wasn’t quite ready for another cum, she just wanted me to fuck her. “You’re on,” I said. “What do you say, ten seconds?” She nodded hurriedly, and I counted down as I continued to finger-fuck her. Each number was punctuated with a kiss on some part of her mound, but I got to ten and she was still just moaning. “I guess you lose,” I said. “Oh well,” Faith said. “You win some, you lose some.” She planted her feet on the ground and pushed the chair backwards, away from me as far as it would go, then stood up, leaving the towel d****d over the arms and seat. Faith then turned back to the chair, put her hands where she was just sitting moments ago, and presenting her tight apple-shaped ass to me, the now puffy pussy a tempting target beneath. My s****r may not like to ask for what she wants, but she throws up signals like nobody else. I took off my pants and boxers and pushed up against her. I was already mostly erect from all that time spent on her pussy, and seeing the way she got into the position she wanted completed the effect. I could have teased her a little, but I wanted to strike while the iron was hot, and so I just rubbed just enough to get her wetness on me, and then entered her hot, slick cunt. I pounded her, and she pushed back using the chair as leverage. We weren’t going slow and tender today, it was like we were fucking for all we were worth. Her moans became sharp and I felt her quiver again, so I pushed all the way in and ...