“Natalie, I think, agrees with you and me. I think that she looks forward to me owning her boyfriend’s mouth. I wonder if she knows that she’ll be tasting my pussy a lot when he kisses her,” Bianca whispered to me, both of us laughing heartily.
“And the final bet?” I recalled, “One between the girls?”
Natalie finished her Long Island tea and looked my girlfriend dead in the eye, “I bet that the Mavericks crush the Rockets. Whatever happens is final. Deal?”
“Stakes?” Bianca licked her lips as she took the offer.
“Let’s mix and match. Stakes depending on personal preference. I win, I get to play with your tits whenever I wish. Including the right to suck them like you’re my personal milk dispenser. How about it?” Natalie teased her, but she often tended to ogle as well as envy Bianca’s breasts.
“And if I win, you have to let me shower with you and shave your legs and twat. It’s not quite sex, but it’s damn close and the idea of doing that with you makes me wet!” Bianca confessed, a revelation was probably brought on by the Long Island tea, but had all three of us thinking “holy smokes!”
“Well, well, I think that someone has a bit of a lesbian crush on my sister!” I teased Bianca, who looked shyly and sheepishly at me, but nodded a bit … there was something girlish and adorable about it all, actually.
“So that’s a deal, then? Oh, and Bianca, it’s a bit more mutual than you think. Though just a crush, of course,” Natalie blushed a little now, but stuck her tongue out at my girlfriend.
“It’s a deal,” Bianca agreed coyly as I held the phone to record the agreement.
“So, that’s the parameters of all three bets, and all three are binding, final, and permanent. Agreed? I kind of like that we all have some skin in this game. All three of us can await our destinies with some nerves and anxiety, but also some anticipation. I mean, whatever else happens, we will have a new, intimate relationship with each other that will be hard to forget and impossible to sever. Think of the wonderful consequences there,” I confessed for my part, making the others look at me with a mixture of shock and awe.
“Well, the first bet is yours with your twin’s. That will be fun for sure, no matter what takes place. Either we’ll be treated to your grunts and whimpers as your sister takes your cherry ass and makes you her bitch, or we’ll get to witness you plunder her delectable booty and make her your slut for life. I can just see it now, either way, and damn if it don’t make me horny as hell!” Aaron declared his true feelings, getting a high five from Bianca for her part.
“Just don’t forget, hot stuff, that if you lose, I’ll be sitting on your face a lot more than you could ever imagine. It’s a very good idea, though I don’t remember whose, to move in together, because I fully intend to claim my prize, namely your lips and tongue. Better get some practice on Natalie’s snatch, because your mouth will get a lot of use from me,” Bianca teased Aaron with a gesture strongly suggesting cunnilingus.
“As much fun as this is, we’ve gotta get some sleep, you know. Good night, sis, and pussy boy! I have the feeling that I’ll get used for my body some time in the night, but to be fair, you can’t rape the willing. I’ll just have to put up with the objectification, won’t I?” I joked around a little.
“Another reason to move out, besides all of us having been out of college for a year now. I don’t think that we want Mom and Dad privy to our little … wagers, do we? We can use the excuse of pooling expenses, which they’ll believe, I imagine. As for me, Aaron has a lot of work ahead of him tonight. I intend to give him the practice that Bianca suggested, just in case, plus I really, really want to drain his balls. I do love you, I hope that you know that, teddy bear,” Natalie squeezed the somewhat portly and short Aaron Palmer, whom she had once described to me as “pudgy, cute, and adorable … I just have to squeeze him at times and I could never give him up.”
To say that Bianca raped me that night was to understate things considerably, and when I asked her what had her hottest and heaviest, she admitted to me, “It’s the thought of you sticking your thick cock up Natalie’s ass and absolutely blowing her mind. You are going to make her toes curl and her juices flow. She won’t know what will hit her.”
“You’re assuming that I’ll win, then. Thank you for the confidence in me, babe,” I told Bianca as she begged me to sodomize her and pretend that she was Natalie.
“Oh, honey, she’s whip smart, but she’s going to lose and we all know it. She knows it. You know it. Aaron knows it. I know it. Are you fucking kidding me? You’re the most analytical, obsessive-compulsive, anal-retentive, methodical person that I know, even more than Natalie, which is saying a lot. She’s talking trash there, but she’s covering for her own intuition, which is telling her that this is one bet that she can’t win. If a guy like you is confident of Phoenix’s chances, the Suns will crush Detroit. But, yeah, she knows it. She knows very well that you’re going to own her ass very soon,” my girlfriend amazed me with her own take on things.
“Think that she figured out when I called her bluff that she had made a mistake, then? Yet she couldn’t back down from pride?” I asked Bianca while I continued to bugger her, her hips thrusting back at me with a power that made her own desire apparent to all.
“Oh, it was no mistake, papi. She knew it going in. She planned it this way. She was looking for the surefire loser bet and now she found one. It’s perfect from her perspective. There’s just no way that she can win and she has never been happier in her life, trust me. Pretty soon, she’s going to have to surrender her bottom to you and she’s aching almost to get it over and done with … almost, but first you have to earn it. That’s part of the fun. Once you’ve proven worthy and earned her ass, then she’ll delight in giving it up.
“Think that she wants to peg you? Not that much. She’ll do it if she wins, because you’ll have disappointed her, and yet she’ll still love and adore you, but, yeah, she wants to lose. She wants to be your personal butt-slut. I bet that she’s practicing the bottom lip bite, too, for when you go balls deep and make her scream your name,” Bianca kept up her shocking analysis of the situation now.
“So, this was a sucker bet and she knew that when she made it. Not only knew it, but looked out for it and was glad to find it,” I reacted with real surprise now.
“Hell, yeah. Just you watch. You’ll win and Natalie will be the happiest girl in the world when you do. Did you see the way that she looked at you, papi? Trust me, while she loves and adores Aaron, she worships you just as much as I do. It’s a very different kind of love. It’s a love that says, ‘Nathan Sikorsky is a motherfucking God and I would fucking sell my soul to be his plaything.’ Her love for Aaron is almost maternal. She adores him. She nurtures him. She cuddles him. She strokes his ego. She enjoys the power that she has over him. She protects him. She basically views herself as his babysitter for life and she revels in that role.
“But make no mistake. There is not a relationship of equals. She’s the Domme. She wears the pants. She runs the show and rules the roost. And he loves it. He eats it up. It’s like he gets to have a Mommy for life to pamper and provide for and protect and guide him. The man-child inside him loves it. He gets to play and kick back and let her take the driver’s seat. It’s not an accident that he calls himself a sub and a voyeur. It’s how he is and she knows it. I can almost promise you that she’ll coax him into letting her peg him in time.
“Frankly, from his perspective, it’s perfect for him, because to him, she is a goddess. That wasn’t a figure of speech for him. He’s in awe of Natalie, of your sister, puts her on a pedestal, thinks the world of her, gets his kicks thinking of her in action … it wouldn’t just be voyeuristic entertainment, but a chance to revel in her divinity and his good fortune at being her chosen pet. To him, she is way out of his league, and frankly, I tend to agree. She is a goddess.
“Which is why it’s so fitting that her brother is a motherfucking god, and again, she would agree with me there and then some. You might think that she views you as an annoying twin brother or elder brother, albeit by a few minutes, but no … she considers you the man, the necessary counterweight and foil to Aaron. She needs the boy to submit to her, but she needs the man to make her feel safe in his arms, to protect her, really, and who better than her own brother, the twin who has always treated her so kindly and lovingly at all times? She’s not blind to that, believe me. She has to respect and trust a Dom, and with you, she has plenty of that and more.
“Women treat different men differently for a reason. Man children they treat like Aaron, sometimes with love, sometimes with disdain. Men … grown men, like you? Ones that have proven protective, assertive, that sort of thing? To women like Natalie and me, at least, there is no comparison. I might play along with Aaron’s delusions of grandeur, but it’s a real hoot. He’s a boy. You’re a fucking man. I admit that I really want to snuggle him and hold him and such, but I can never respect him the way that I do you, never be in awe and worship of him, never adore him in that same manner.