Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes - Sex Stories

Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

... a****l. Watching my cousin Lara get eaten out wasn’t anywhere near as hot, but it still got me pretty hard, especially when the peanut butter was all gone and it looked like Lara had surrendered herself to the sensation of a warm, long, wet tongue repeatedly brushing up her slit, getting all her sensitive parts at once. Her legs, initially raised slightly, knees bent, had collapsed flat against the floor, as though to provide him with the maximum amount of room with which to work, and her head lolled back, staring off into nothingness. Maybe she didn’t want to watch what was happening, maybe she wanted to pretend it was something else, but her nipples were rock hard and standing erect and I thought I could see a blush forming even under her fading tan. I licked my own fingers, as I watched. The peanut butter, flavored with a hint of Lara’s juices, was tasty, but mostly I just didn’t want the fingers to be sticky and messy. When they were nearly clean but still wet, I just wiped them on my pants, and then got the camera ready. I didn’t take the picture though. Not right away. She was enjoying it, Barney didn’t seem to have any complaints, and it was a good show. I gave it a few minutes, and then, Barney seemed to lose interest, turning his head away. Lara groaned. Her last few breaths had been short and heavy. I handed her the peanut butter. “Guess he needs a little more encouragement.” She didn’t waste any time, just dipped her finger in and rubbed a little more peanut ...

... butter at the top of her crack. I decided to reward that enthusiasm by helping direct the dog back to his treat. Sure enough, he continued licking once he got a whiff of peanut butter. As I sat back I reached over and ran my hands over Lara’s breast, squeezing the soft but firm flesh gently, and rubbing the nipple between two fingers. I wasn’t quite as gentle with that, but I don’t think she minded. She let out a whimper of pleasure that sounded remarkably like a dog’s whine. Finally, I got into a good position, which was harder than I expected. I wanted to get both the dog licking her snatch and Lara’s face, both in the frame, and to do that I had to lean right up against the side of the van. When I was ready, I said to Lara, “Hey, Lara. Look here.” Her head turned towards me, a glassy-eyed look on her face, and I said, “Say cheese.” She didn’t say anything, but the picture was pretty good all the same. Both her eyes and mouth were half open, the latter in what looked like a moan of pleasure, and you could see the dog between her legs. I would have liked to get the dog’s tongue visibly connected to her pussy, but the timing was just a second off. Instead, Barney’s tongue just hovered tantalizingly close to the wet pussy. It wasn’t perfect, but it was good enough. “Okay, we’re done with that shot,” I said, pulling Barney away. “Just one more to go. You know what that one is, right?” Lara seemed to regain a little bit of her concentration now that Barney wasn’t licking. “The sex ...