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Wanna Bet? 2: Higher Stakes

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

guys you know?” Yes. “That doesn’t harm her… doesn’t change her.” She let go of my dick, closed her legs ever so slightly so I didn’t have easy access anymore. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to do it.” “It’s not that, I’m sure I could,” I lied. “But it all comes down to whether the risk is worth the reward. What happens if I lose?” She smiled. “I don’t know, maybe you could be my sex slave this summer instead.” I shook my head emphatically, secretly relieved to have such an easy way out of it. “No, no deal. Guys can be a dominant or a submissive, but not both. I’m a dominant.” “Chicken.” “It just wouldn’t work,” I insisted. “Girls may be able to switch hit, guys can’t.” I wasn’t sure this was true, but I was pretty sure it was true for me. Giving up the dominant role to somebody else terrified me. “So I guess it’s a no, then.” “Wait,” she said. “What about Faith? If I win, next summer, instead of you taking her, you give her to me.” “I don’t control her…” “No? I thought you were just finished telling me you did?” “When we have a slavery agreement, yes. But if she doesn’t want to agree to be your slave next summer, that’s her business.” “So…” she smiled. “Okay, the next time you get her as a slave, you order her to be my slave the whole time. She should agree to that, right? For you guys bets are sacred.” It was too good to be true. I even saw a beautiful loophole. I always honor my bets but there’s a long-standing tradition of loopholes and technicalities. If you don’t word ... the bet right, and someone finds a legitimate way to weasel out of it, that’s your problem. And she never actually said, this time, that it had to be a whole summer. She just said ‘the next time.’ If I lost, I could bet Faith to be my slave for a night, and then turn her over just for that time. How could I refuse when Lara was going to give me that big an opening? Speaking of openings, I was still pretty eager to get inside hers. “Sounds reasonable. How about we talk about this after?” “Does that mean you agree?” I thought about it quickly and decided I couldn’t do it. But I couldn’t back down, either, at least not without a way to save face. “I’ll think about it. It sounds good, but for something this big, we really need to agree on the conditions, sanely and soberly, and right now all I’m not feeling much of either. I just want to do is plow your cunt and make you cum.” She relented, spread her legs again, and I got in between. She was pretty wet, so I just lubricated myself on her, and then entered. I was pretty f***eful… since I’d only cum a few minutes before, I could go faster, harder, and for longer than I otherwise would, and although my climax wouldn’t be as intense, that made up for a lot. She came first, but then, my mouth and fingers had done a lot of the work, preparing the way. It started as moan that carried a whimper within it, and then her mouth opened wide and she squealed and I felt her pussy almost milking me and her legs in my arms going first rigid, and ...