Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes - Sex Stories

Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

... market, but today you’re all mine.” I shut up for a while to keep pounding her while concentrating on not cumming. Even though I wanted to treat her like I didn’t care, I actually did want her to cum every time. I just wouldn’t let her know about it. I knew it was close. Even though I was trying to keep her still, I could feel her trying to push back against me, consciously or u*********sly trying to get me back in as quickly as possible every time I withdrew. However, I didn’t know if I could wait that long. I slowed my pace so I wouldn’t blow my load right then. I almost stopped entirely, in fact, just gradually drifting outward. “You want it?” She moaned in the affirmative. “Tell me you want it,” I instructed her. “Beg for it.” “Please,” she said. “Please, master don’t stop fucking me. I want your cock all the way inside me again.” “You going to be a good little whore?” “Yes master. I’ll do anything you want. I always do. Anything, anyone, anywhere, anytime.” “And if I want to come inside you? Even when you’re not on the pill?” Her breath caught. “You’re my master,” she said, but then she added, “I trust you to be careful.” Maybe it was as good as I was going to get. But I had to push a little more. “Beg me to come inside you now,” I said. It had worked before, but she was on protection then. “Do it and I’ll finish fucking you.” “Please,” she said, and it seemed sincere. “Fuck me, cum in my pussy. I want it so much, master.” I went back to my former frenetic pace, and it ...

... wasn’t long before I’d passed the point where I couldn’t stop fucking her even if I wanted to. I just kept on thrusting in and out while I felt the pressure in my balls increase, and finally, I was ready to explode. “Okay, here it is,” I muttered, and exploded. When I did, so did Faith, verbally, with a sharp cry of pleasure. We were cumming together. As I tried to paint her womb with sperm, she seemed to be trying to deafen me. After I’d let out the first couple mind-numbingly intense jets and became aware of reality again, her cunt twitched like it was trying to squeeze every drop out of my dick while she caught her own breath. I let her get as much as she could, then pulled out. “Good girl,” I said, with a pat to her ass, and then left, casually, as though I’d just done and every day thing. Inside, though, I was practically buzzing with excitement. I could hardly believe I’d pulled it off. I actually got my s****r to flush her birth control pills and let me risk impregnating her. I can act confident, and sometimes I even convince myself that I know what I’m doing, but I guess deep down I thought I’d fail. The success was intoxicating, thrilling, and it made me feel like I could take on the whole world. I lay down on my bed for a while, listening to the distant sound of my s****r taking a shower, and then had an idea. Shortly afterwards, I was on the phone. “Yeah, this is Todd.” “Hey, it’s your cousin, Mark.” I had to specify because Todd usually doesn’t check who’s phoning ...