1. The Wager


    Date: 10/19/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: BradCarpenter, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    wanted a cum-swallowing blow job. It wasn’t that Sally wouldn’t go down on him; she frequently did. Her technique was magnificent; he got so excited, so carried away that it nearly produced an out of body experience. She did magical things with her tongue while sliding her mouth up and down Willie. But she always stopped too soon; she never let him come in her mouth. Sally refused to explain her reasons any further, but insisted that fellatio was only foreplay. Yes, the prize was obvious: a cum swallowing blowjob. The stamps did him a favor. They were uncomfortable to the point that Bill did not doze off in the typically boring weekly staff meeting. The boss commented after the meeting that he appreciated Bill’s interest in his new initiatives. Yeah, right. His new initiatives were just the old ones recycled with new names. Bill checked his personal email on his iPhone when he got back to his desk. He liked having access to his own email account without going through the company server. There was only one message, a note from Sally that said "Hope you’re having a quiet day. Thought you might enjoy this. Love, S." It had an attachment named dilbert.gif. When Bill opened it he almost dropped the iPhone. Instead of a cute cartoon about office politics, it was a full color shot of Sally’s ass and pussy. She was on her hands and knees on their bed with her face hidden and just a bit of the edge of the dresser showing at the bottom of the shot. Face hidden or not, there was no way ...
    he could be mistaken about her identity after all the times he had seen her in that exact position. She apparently had put the digital camera on the dresser and used the camera’s timer to take a self portrait. She knew exactly what would make Willie twitch. It almost worked. Willie tired to stretch his bonds, but Bill switched off the iPhone and grabbed the tech manual on the company’s latest software offering. One paragraph and Willie was back in Noodlesville. Other than one tense moment when the new intern’s skirt rode up as she squatted to change the toner in the copy machine, the rest of the morning passed without incident. Bill decided to get away for some quiet time at lunch. He headed his Camry toward a favorite barbecue place. With no desire to hear the noon news, he hit the CD button for some favorite music. Instead of a soothing Mozart sonata, the speakers blared. "Oh, yeah. I am so wet and ready. "Come here and put your big, hard cock in me. "Pound your big cock in me. Oh, that feels so good. My God you are so deep. "Faster, Stud, faster. Oh, Bill. Don’t you dare stop. "I’m coming. Please. Please. Please. Oh, God!" Damn you, Sally. Willie went on point like a dog flushing a covey of quail. Bill ejected the disc as quickly as he could, but not before he had popped a couple perforations on the stamps. Looking at the disk hanging out of the CD player he saw that it had a heart and "How’s your day going? Love, S. XOXOXOX," written in red Sharpie. Pissed, he grabbed his ...
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