Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes - Sex Stories

Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

... stiffening, buzzing feeling started to invade my shaft, I pulled out. She’d already cum a second time anyway and was seemingly still in a haze from it. With one hand grifting the base of my dick I rubbed it until it exploded, spraying her side and one butt-cheek with pearl-colored, gooey cum. I fell on the bed beside her, grinning at her dreamy expression. “So, still think I’m overestimating my abilities?” She shook her head. “That’s the hardest I’ve come in… I can’t even remember.” “That’s a shame,” I said. “That’s not even my best work. Give me a minute or two and we can go for three.” I had other things to do, but if she was telling the truth, I felt a little sorry for her. “You’re making me seriously think about giving up going for relationships. This meaningless sex thing seems to work out pretty well. Maybe I should just become an all-out slut, make it my New Year resolution.” “Nah, don’t give up the good girl thing,” I said seriously. Even if she was joking. “A good girl who can be a slut in the bedroom’s a real find.” That’s sort of what Faith was. “All-out sluts are kind of boring. There are too many of them in my school.” “Which school is that by the way?” I told her. Her eyebrows raised. “That’s a high school.” “Yeah, I’m in my senior year.” “So you’re eighteen?” “s*******n.” She covered her face in one hand. “Oh god, you’re only s*******n. I’m a felon.” I thought she was exaggerating. “How old did you think I was?” “I don’t know, Todd said you were a couple years ...

... younger than him, so I thought you were like nineteen.” “Todd’s nineteen,” I said. At least, I thought he was. He might have hit twenty, I really didn’t remember, or care, when his birthday is. “He is?” She shook her head. “One more thing he lied about, I guess. Whatever, at least when I was with him I wasn’t a criminal.” “I don’t think it’s actually i*****l unless you’re more than two years older than me.” “I’m twenty-one.” It was a surprise, but not much of one. She looked younger than that, but then I never noticed much visual difference between those ages. “Oh, okay,” I said. “So you’re a criminal.” I grinned. “Want to go for a second offense?” “No,” she said. “Sorry, you’re cute, but… no. At least what we did so far I can say I didn’t know.” “Nobody cares,” I told her. “Especially not when the girl’s older.” “I care. I should never have done this.” So I guess she had a code of honor of her own. I wondered how far it stretched. “So does that mean you don’t want the car?” She didn’t say no, but I didn’t manage to talk her into going on a crime spree. Probably just as well, I still had a s****r to impregnate. While I was waiting for Jeanette to get off work, I’d bought Faith some vitamins that were supposed to be for people planning on having a baby. I needed to give them to her and tell her to start taking them, and to get her to cut out caffeinated beverages. Now that I had won my bet with Todd, my mind was on these more important things. So, we got dressed and she walked ...