Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes - Sex Stories

Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

... get undressed.” While she stripped, I looked through the viewfinder to find the best position to take pictures from. As I figured, it worked best with the light being a little behind me, even if I had to crouch uncomfortably. “Okay,” I said. “Which do you want to do first?” I asked. “You sucking him off, or him eating you out?” “I don’t want to do either,” she said grumpily. I was going to let her get eaten out nice and well to help smooth over her worries, but her demeanor annoyed me. I gave her plenty of chances to get out, if she wanted that, she should have taken it. Since she didn’t, she shouldn’t be acting like it was a chore. So, on impulse, I said, “Okay, I think we’ll start with a nice pic with your lips around his dangling dog dick. Make sure you’re holding your ID.” She made a face, but didn’t argue, she got out her ID, and then turned towards Barney, who seemed to be unaware of what was about to happen. Maybe I was imagining our earlier moment of shared ass-appreciation. “So what am I supposed to do?” “You stay there, facing me. Hold on a sec.” I pulled at Barney’s collar until he was on all fours, and walked him around so that his ass was facing Lara. “Stay,” I said, then looked to Lara. “Okay, just rub him between the legs until his b**st’s unleashed.” The face returned. “When you do, just bend it back, it doesn’t bother him.” She hesitated. “Come on, you can at least get him hard, right? It’s just like petting him, it’s all fur.” She reached out one hand ...

... tentatively, and rubbed him back and forth between the legs. Barney shuffled his feet, but stayed still. Before too long, a reddish purple head, looking something like a giant, veined tube of lipstick. Lara’s face turned even more disgusted. “I think I’m going to be sick.” “Don’t worry, I’m not going to make you suck him off.” She brightened. “You’re not?” “No, you just have to put the head in your mouth and look like you are. It’ll only take a few seconds if you’re posed right. Just think of it like one of those gross-out challenges on a reality show.” I held the camera up. “Ready?” She took a breath, and said, “I guess so.” “Okay. Get your ID out.” She held it out and I made sure it was visible on camera. I didn’t have to get the words legible, since I had that a previous picture. All I needed was that it was clear enough that, if the two pictures were released together, there was no way anybody would think it was just two similar-looking girls. Once I had it done, I said, “Okay, now pull the dick back and put it in your mouth. Close the lips over it and close your eyes.” She did as I instructed, although her head instinctively jerked back a little even as she advanced towards it. I almost thought she was going to back out at the last minute, but finally her lips slid over the head. “Good,” I said, and snapped the picture. “One, two, three, and… got it.” No sooner had the words left my lips than Barney’s dick left hers. I checked the picture in the display, just to make sure ...