Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes - Sex Stories

Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

... picture,” she said softly. “That’s right. That’s all that’s left. You do that, and we can make a bet.” I thought it would take more persuading, but Lara turned over on her stomach, slowly but without the appearance that she was stalling, and then pulled herself up onto her hands and knees. Maybe the taste of Lara’s genitals aroused him, or maybe he remembered the pussy licking ritual from when we did it with Faith, but Barney was already hard, his dick swinging out back and forth. When Lara got into position, on her hands and knees, his head perked up, although it wasn’t until her ass was raised in the air and I said, “Go on boy, get the pussy,” that he tried to mount. It took him a few tries, but he got it in without my help, and once he sank in, Barney began thrusting like a machine. Once firmly planted, it was like the dog was dominating her, making her his bitch, and not even giving a damn. Dogs don’t really smile, although sometimes they look like it, but as Barney stood on his hind legs and pushed his furry butt in and out, it was like he knew he was in charge. I knew what that was like. It’s a good feeling. Barney wasn’t a sensitive lover. To him, it was all about his own pleasure, but his own pleasure generated a lot of motion and friction, and it had to feel good for Lara. A couple minutes in, her eyes half-closed, mouth half-open, I took a picture that was worth a thousand words. Looking at it later, you could almost hear the dual moans, one a bestial yelp, the ...

... other a primal feminine cry of pleasure. Lara was having another orgasm, right as Barney seemed to be filling her womb with canine sperm. There was a moment of what looked like contented bliss, and I wish I had one more picture allowed so I could capture that too. She groaned, trying to pull off him. Barney seemed to be trying to pull away too, but gave up after a few failed attempts. Lara wasn’t giving up so easily, and it looked to be causing Barney some pain. “How’s it possible? It’s like he’s even bigger coming out than he was going in!” I grinned. “I think that’s his knot. It swells up so girl dogs can’t pull off.” Lara did manage, though, finally, and with one final yelp from her canine lover, Barney’s dick flopped down, spilling out a clear fluid all over the floor. The knot was visible at the base, looking like a second set of balls just above the furry ones. “But I guess most bitches are tighter than you.” “Shut up.” “I didn’t mean anything by it, dogs are small.” I grinned. “So, did you like it?” “Of course not,” she said as she rolled over on her back again. She reached for her shirt. “Yeah, you didn’t like it so much that you came.” She sighed and shook her head. “I was faking it. You know, like I do with you half the time.” I felt a twinge of self-doubt, but pushed it down. Even if she did fake sometimes with me, there was no reason to try and spare Barney’s ego. She just wanted to act like it didn’t turn her on. “Well, maybe next time.” She snorted. “Like there’ll ...