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Subject: {ASSM} Story: Wanna Bet? (creampie,fetish)
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Date: Sun, 11 Feb 2007 03:10:03 -0500
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Story: Wanna Bet?

Although we were still clothed, the touching and petting was hot and
heavy. It was after our second date, and Pamela invited me in and
poured us each a glass of wine. We were in her living room, and first
there was subtle touching. Then light kissing, which led to more
intimate touching. Then the long passionate kisses.

I liked the way Pamela kissed. The well-built redhead was panting, and
my breathing was heavy. Her eyes showed promise, and I fantasized
about how good it would feel when we made our way to her bed -- her
firm lips pressing against mine, front to front, my hard member hugged
by the smooth creamy insides of her womanhood, and the beauty of her
fiery red pussy hair.

A few more minutes of passionate kissing, and I loosened a few buttons
on her blouse. My hands now inside her shirt, I felt her skin. She
nudged me over on my back on her spacious couch, and we hungrily and
passionately kissed.

Finally I found words to suggest that we get rid of our clothes and go
to her bedroom. She got a look of concern on her face. Her eyes were
still wide and excited, and her disheveled red hair looked so
alluring.

"Rick - I didn't expect things to go this far so soon. I don't want
things to bomb with us like it did with my latest bedroom excursion -
he fucked me, came right away, and then fell asleep. An hour later he
got up and left."

I had to do some fast thinking. I knew the first time inside Pamela
would be no marathon of intercourse. The sweetness of her pussy, plus
the excitement of a first time with her, was sure to push me over the
edge quite soon. I could not deny that the first ejaculation with her
would arrive quickly.

"Let me bring you off first," I whispered.

"Well, that might help, but I don't know..."

"I bet I can last at least fifteen minutes inside you," I lied. I said
it teasingly and as a challenge.

"Wanna bet?" she shot back. "And if you pop earlier, what have you
lost, other than the bet? You'll still have gotten pleasure."

"I'll tell you what," I challenged, "If I don't last fifteen minutes,
and you can do as much as you want to try to make me cum, then - then
I'll suck you clean afterward."

"EWWWW! Gross! Cum eating - you'd do that?!"

I had to laugh at the face she made when she said that. I also knew
that in order to succeed, I had to act as if I didn't care whether or
not we went to bed.

"I've never done that before, but yes, I'd do it," I replied with as
much nonchalance as I could muster with a desperately aroused cock
struggling inside my jeans. Then I drew her toward me and tried to
restore the passionate mood we had before. She returned my kisses, but
I could tell her mind was occupied.

A few minutes later she had gotten well into the aroused mood from
before, when she pulled away and said, "Okay. You're on. But what if
you try to back out after you've popped?"

I sensed that reassurances would not be enough for her, so the ball
had to be in her court. "I don't know - how do you want to make sure?"

She thought for a moment, then giggled. "I want to tie you to the bed
so I can have my way with you and make sure you follow through!"

She saw the assent in my eyes. So she wanted some bondage in the
bedroom. Being tied to a bed by an attractive impassioned redhead and
then having sex -- I definitely liked the idea. Her manner turned
playful, which was a good sign. "Stay there, I'll be back in a little
bit," she said, and scampered to the next room.

A few minutes later she reappeared. My heart skipped a beat when I saw
that she had removed all her clothes. Her red hair graced her pale
skin. And, yes, her pussy hair was red, although a lighter shade than
on her head. She stood confidently in the doorway, and held several
red binding straps.

She smiled as she beckoned me to come hither. In an instant I was in
her bedroom, shedding my clothes. She grasped my erect member and
said, "Fifteen minutes, huh?"

She sat on the edge of her bed and opened her legs. I knelt between
them and tasted her sweet pussy through an orgasm. Then she bound my
hands to the sides of my legs and had me lie on her bed. She bound my
ankles together and fastened the binding to the front bedposts. My
cock pointed straight up. She giggled, and straddled my midsection.

I groaned when she impaled herself on my cock. It felt every bit as
good as I imagined.

"Are you ready?" she asked. "Fifteen minutes!"

Then she began to sexily pump. As she did that, she bent down and
playfully kissed me on the lips. Her "Ahhhh!" sounds enhanced my
arousal, and I saw the playful determination in her eyes. She
definitely was going to try to bring me to ejaculation as quickly as
she could. She varied the tempo of her pumping, and I could not
withstand the stimulation for more than a couple of minutes.

Pamela sexily giggled as I started to ejaculate, and she sped up her
pumping throughout my profuse spurting episode. She kept me inside her
for a few moments, telling me that she wanted every drop I had to
give.

"Ready to suck my pussy? Open up, lover boy!"

It's hard to explain the difference in being so willing to suck on a
cum-filled pussy when my arousal was at its highest, and my reluctance
after my lust had been spent inside her womanhood. Since this was my
first time doing what I had fantasized about for so long, I didn't
know how much I'd like doing it in real life.

I knew I was going to get the serving. I had committed to it, and even
suggested it as my price of admission. So I was determined to follow
through. 

"I'm ready, Pamela," I said, and willingly opened my mouth.

Pamela withdrew, and quickly straddled my mouth. I caught a quick view
of her red haired pussy, soaked with her cream and my semen, just
before she made contact.

The amount of slippery cream that I encountered the first time I
swiped my tongue on her pussy astounded me. I gulped the wad and went
to work on her pussy. I licked and kissed. I sucked on her gorgeous
pussy. 

At first she exclaimed, "Oh, that feels SO weird!" As I kept on she
said it felt good. Eventually she filled the room with the sounds of
her uninhibited orgasm.

She untied me and we spent some time nuzzling and cuddling. Her
sensuous hands brought me to an aroused and erect state. She giggled
and said, "I think you knew you wouldn't last fifteen minutes, and
made the bet just to get into my pussy!"

"I'll bet I can last twenty five minutes before cumming," I replied.

She got on her back and opened her legs.

"Wanna bet?" she asked as she pulled me on top of her.

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