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Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

Date: 5/25/2015, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

Mikey?” We never admitted that part out loud in front of her. “You knew about that?” “Lara told me,” she confessed staring out the window at the bright, colorful Christmas decorations on about half the houses we passed. “She asked if I really liked being your sex slave, and when I said I did, she told me that you had a bet going, and that if you lost, I wouldn’t be able to do it ever again.” “Well, that’s not quite true,” I said. “I said I’d never ask for it.” We both knew she suggested it most of the time. She smiled. “Oh, good.” “Good?” “I don’t know, I guess I was a little worried that you could bet it away so easily. Like it didn’t mean anything to you.” “No, I love this,” I said, and then joked, “Hell, I wish you’d make a permanent bet one of these days.” Not entirely a joke, but I didn’t see it as being in the cards, either. So I tried to play it off, disguise my interest. “Of course, I don’t think either of us is ready for that. Even if you offered right now, I’d have to refuse unless I was sure you could handle it. Anyway, in this case, it was safe to bet away, because I really didn’t think I had any chance of losing.” She grinned. “You’re right, even if Lara hadn’t warned me I would have said no. But I appreciated her thinking of me.” She was silent for a while, and then asked, “So, what did you win?” “Nothing,” I said. “But Mikey has to fuck his s****r if she ever lets him.” She laughed sharply. “I don’t think that’s going to happen.” I shrugged. “You never know. ... Lara might like the power. I mean, she can just demand it and he has to.” Or, come summer, if things worked out, I’ll certainly demand it. At home, I told Faith to go upstairs, get undressed, and wait in her bedroom, adding that I’d be there in a few minutes. While I waited, I grabbed a candy cane from the glittering tree, unwrapped it, which was a pain in the ass, and sucked on it for a while, breaking off a small piece in my mouth. I’d heard about this trick but never tried it yet. When I went to join my s****r, she was on her bed, nude, on her side, one leg drawn up seductively. I joined her, but pulled her leg to the side, gently forcing her to turn onto her back. There, she brought both her legs up a little, giving me unimpeded access to her spread pussy. I rubbed it with one finger for a few seconds, and then lowered my face to her mound and began licking. It took a few seconds for her to notice the difference, and until she did I wondered if maybe it was just a myth. Then suddenly she gasped and said, “That’s different.” I smiled, withdrew my tongue, and said, “It’s Christmas magic,” I said, then breathed on her clit lightly with my cool mint breath. She shuddered. “I love Christmas, master.” I continued to lick, until she was good and wet, but I didn’t want to go at it too long. My plan tonight involved leaving her wanting more. So, after a couple of minutes of oral sex, I pulled away and stood over her. “I don’t think I can wait anymore,” I told her. “You know what ...