Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes - Sex Stories

Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

... encounter any of these people on your vacation, you’re to do your very best to offer them a blowjob. Or, in the case of a girl, to eat her out. I don’t care if you’re with your parents at the time, if it’s your only shot, you’d better do it. Your parents are sure to brag about any celebrities you see, so don’t think I won’t know. And if they happen to accept, you have to go through with it, even fuck them if they want.” Faith and I worked together on the list. It wasn’t big, just five men, five women, mostly people whose work I really enjoyed. Top of the list was Samuel L. Jackson. He got me Faith and I owed him. “Think of it like a lottery.” I didn’t think the chances were too likely, I just thought it’d be fun to make Lara sweat over it. Lara held the list in one hand, looked it over, saw nothing terribly objectionable about it, so folded it back up and nodded. “Yes, master.” She put it in a pocket and then went back to rubbing my s****r’s feet. “Good. You’ll also flash at least three different guys you don’t know, on the beach or in the hotel. I’ll take your word on that one, but I’ll want to hear the stories. Other than that, no sex. If you do meet somebody, and want to do something sexual with them, you can call me. If you beg, I’ll consider it.” She nodded. “Remember, if I hear you so much as kissed somebody without my okay, or failed to follow any one of my orders, you’ll have proven you’re not really my slave, and I’ll have no choice but to take action.” The truth ...

... was, it was all a bluff. I may act the hardass for girls, but inside, I don’t really want to hurt anybody. Moreover, I loved my cousin… not in a romantic way, but as f****y, and would never want to destroy her reputation, at least beyond what a pregnancy would do. So, if she disobeyed my rules, I’d probably tell her I’d give her one last chance, if she did something especially humiliating, or maybe if she agreed to carry my baby. If she continued to disobey, I’d be f***ed to back off, which would be a sign of weakness, and she might never truly submit again. That’s why I wanted to make sure she believed it. “Now, are you horny, Lara?” “A little bit,” she said at first, and then decided to drop the pretense. “Yes, master.” I looked to Faith. “Are you horny?” “Yes, master.” She wasn’t my slave then, but I grinned anyway. “Then let’s go up to my room.” I looked over to Mikey. “You might want to come along, I have a feeling your s****r is going to ask you something soon.” He straightened up, but waited until the rest of us were on our way before he got out of the chair and followed. I led first, then Faith, then Lara. Mikey held up the rear. In my room, we started by having Lara get naked and lick Faith’s snatch, on the bed. I watched and got nude, and helped out a little bit by fingering Lara’s hole from behind as she did. She might pretend she didn’t like it sometimes, but she was already wet and that only helped her get wetter. My dick bobbed against her legs. I was going to have ...