1. The Big Game Bet - Chapter 2


    Date: 7/27/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Blowjob, Cheating, Erotica, Incest, Masturbation, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 90.2, Source: sexstories.com

    pants. "Yes, you're happy. I can feel." She laughed and broke our brief embrace. "So what's for dinner?" "Vegetarian Italian," she said. "Eggplant lasagna, mozzarella and tomato salad, and I got some Gelato too." "Sounds good. Need any help?" "Nope. You only get to watch." Teresa kicked off her boots and seconds later we were in the kitchen unpacking the bags. "Why don't you pour me some wine so I can get into the cooking mood," Teresa said. I opened a half-empty bottle of an Italian red wine and poured out two even glasses. We clinked glasses and took a sip. "Okay," Teresa said, "one more thing before I start." And with that she pulled her sweater over her head and tossed it at me. My cock stirred once again when I saw her standing there in a sexy red bra that looked to be one or two sizes to small because of the way her 36 DD boobs overflowed the cups. "Uh..." I started to say. "Shush!" She winked at me, then wiggled out of her skirt and kicked that at me. Okay, this is getting interesting, I thought to myself. Next came the leggings, nice and slow down her legs, because she wanted to tease me I'm sure. She tossed the leggings my way, did a pirouette, and then struck a flirty pose for me. She looked incredible in the red bra and matching red panties. "What do you think?" I was definitely turned on. Anyone looking at the bulge in my pants could see that. But I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction. Not just yet, anyway. I slowly took another sip out of my wine glass. ...
    "So far, it's really nothing I haven't already seen at the beach or when you were sunbathing," I said. "But yeah, you look nice." "Nice? Just nice?!" "Okay," I paused. "Pretty nice." I knew that wasn't the answer she wanted. She took a couple of steps closer and pushed out her chest to give me a deliciously up close look. Then she reached behind her back, released the hooks, and let the bra fall off her shoulders right into my lap. Her tits were tantalizingly close and her pink, oval nipples visibly hardened. Speaking of hard. "Pretty nice? I can tell by the tent pole in your pants what you're really thinking," Teresa said. She took a step back, slipped her thumbs in the waistband of her panties, and let those drop to the floor next to the bra. She did that same pirouette and held her pose to give me a long look at her slender legs, narrow hips, freshly shaven mons, those lovely big breasts, and sexy blue eyes that said, 'I know you want me, don't you!' "Remember one of our bets," she said, breaking the silence between us. "I'm supposed to be naked for you for two hours. So now you got plenty of time to drool over my sexy body." She turned and walked back to the counter, wiggling her little butt at me. For the next 30 minutes we chatted as I watched her prepare her tomato sauce, the cheese and spinach filling, and egg wash and dip the sliced eggplant in bread crumbs. I loved watching her boobs sway when she was cutting things, but I had to interrupt her when she was about to ...
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