1. "Wanna Bet?"


    Date: 5/24/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 93, Source: xHamster

    ago to keep me from going off. &#034You know what might make this go faster? If you took your clothes off. Gave me something to look at.&#034 Faith pulled her mouth off my dick to look at me. &#034Mark, you're not supposed to see me naked. I'm your s****r.&#034 &#034When you're giving me head, you're not my s****r,&#034 I said, &#034you're just a good place to bust my nut. I might as well see some pussy while I'm doing it.&#034 &#034Shut up, you're such a freak,&#034 she said, but took my cock back into her mouth and resumed sliding her tongue underneath it. It was worth a try. I really wanted to see what she looked like naked. She didn't have much of a body, but I didn't need one to make me happy. Despite my best efforts to hold off, pretty soon I was blowing another freshly brewed batch of ball-juice into her belly. &#034Nice job,&#034 I said. &#034Want to make me some breakfast?&#034 She gave a disgusted snort in reply and left. I don't want to give you the impression that I'm a total jerk, or that me and my s****r hated each other. I am a bit of a jerk, but Faith and I have always been a little antagonistic. It's just our way, since we were k**s. We insulted each other and made fun of each other, but we both knew there was love underneath that. Why, because of the blowjobs, I was even nicer to her than I usually was. I willingly gave her and her friends rides in my car a few times, like I would have had to do if I won the bet. I wouldn't have done that before, waste my ...
    gas money like that, but I figured it was the least I could do. A good blowjob is worth a little gas money. Maybe I was a total asshole for putting her through that at all, forcing her to regularly suck her own b*****r's dick... but I didn't beat myself up over it, because I had a theory. After almost every blowjob, if she didn't have somewhere to be, she'd lock herself in her room and put the music on. At first I thought she was just angry with me, but when I put the music on and locked my door, a lot of times it just was because I wanted to masturbate. I didn't want anybody to hear the rhythmic sound of my chair or bed shuffling in time to my hand movements, or a little groan that might escape my lips, and the music covered that. I had a vivid image in my head, that after sucking me off, she ran to her room, and rubbed her little pussy. I hadn't seen it, at least not as far as I could remember, but I could imagine her rubbing a pink little clit on a hairless mound, remembering what she'd just done. She always seemed in a better mood after she finally came out. So that became what I told myself, to push past any bad feelings, that she secretly enjoyed it as much as I did. I convinced myself that my s****r was as much of a freak as I was. There's no need to give a blow-by-blowjob account. Faith kept on sucking me off whenever I requested, and she usually swallowed, but always refused when I asked to see her tits or anything else. With the days specified in the wager running ...
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