Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes - Sex Stories

Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

... little about what I was planning. Christmas at home was the same as it always was, pretty much. Dinner was good, Mom and Dad got into a fight about stupid shit (and they wondered why my s****r and I argued so much when we were growing up), they made up, and we exchanged presents. I got the typical assortment of practical things like clothes and some stuff for my car, a gas card which was nice, and the nice gift, a new LCD TV screen for my room (Faith got one too, it was a Black Friday deal). Faith gave me The Matrix on Blu-Ray, which brought a genuine smile to my lips. “Hey, I love this movie. Samuel L. Jackson is great in this…” “I think you’re thinking of Lawrence Fishburne,” Dad said. Faith giggled. “What’s so funny?” he asked, which only made her giggle more. I almost broke into laughter myself. We both knew it was Fishburne, not Jackson, but Faith making that mistake was what caused her to lose a bet and give me a blowjob for the first time. She must have been deliberately trying to remind me of that. It was a good movie, though, even if the sequels sucked, and I didn’t yet have it on Blu-Ray. I’d had some trouble choosing Faith’s gift. If I didn’t have parents to worry about I might have bought her something suggestive, either of our regular sexual encounters, or of the new role I had in mind for her. As much as I would have loved breaking the news to her by buying her a baby stroller for Christmas, that certainly wasn’t an option. So, at the last minute, I went with ...

... one of those little a****ls made out of crystal. Faith collects them, and there’s a shelf full of them in her room. It was a unicorn… she had one of those, but not this particular one. She seemed to like it, and gave me a kiss on the cheek, in front of Mom and Dad, in thanks for it. Mom and Dad got into another brief fight when he bought her kitchen and cleaning stuff, but only long enough for Dad to reveal it was a set up, he’d bought her jewelry after all. She always falls for things like that. After we’d exchanged gifts, and all the wrapping paper was put in the garbage, we piled into the car with bags of presents and headed to the after-party. There, more gift exchanges. We got money from my aunt and uncle. I don’t even know what we got them, Mom handled that on our behalf. Mikey and I both got each other video games. Lara got me a shirt, while I got her something Mom suggested, one of those gift baskets full of special toiletries. I wanted to get her a leash and dog collar, but again, it would raise too many questions. Todd showed he didn’t know me at all by getting me a jigsaw puzzle. Whatever. I got him a bobble-head doll of Homer Simpson, I didn’t spend much time picking that, either… but whenever I looked at Todd I thought of idiots, so it seemed to make sense. Once we got our gifts, and ours were piled up near our coats and shoes, the party split. My Aunt and Uncle’s friends, and my parents, hung about upstairs with fancy hors d’ouvres and alcohol. Lara, Mikey, Faith ...