The Bet

14) Mommy

  The look the actual goddess above me struck me with had my mouth watering.

  The way she's swiveling her hips into mine had other places watering too. She's been pounding into me so good for so long my mind has gone a little fuzzy.

  "Mommy!" I moaned when her hips connected with mine with new ferocity, and I immediately regretted it. I felt my face heat up and my body tense. "I —"

"Say it again," Miss Camila grunted before I could stutter out an apology.

  Before I could even wrap my head around her response to my mistake, the beauty hit just the right spot inside me, and it made her words spin around in my head. Instead of responding or processing what is going on, I threw my head back and whimpered at the feeling.

I felt a firm grip on my jaw that forced my head to look at the woman pounding into me relentlessly.

  I panted at the sight of her hooded eyes, clenched jaw, and purple strap sliding in and out of me.

The nice lady I played truth or dare with is long gone.

  "I said, say it again."

. . . But so is the little waitress she played with.

  "Mommy."

That seemed to light a fire in her eyes.

She leaned in until I could feel her lips brush against my ear. "You really are a good little girl, Hm?"

I moaned into her ear. "Fuck."

  Now her teeth grazed against my jaw like I'm the tastiest snack she's ever had. "That's right," she whispered back.

My silly sex brain didn't get it for a second, but that was only until she scooted back and and firmly grabbed both of my ankles.

Before I knew it, I was being flipped onto my stomach by my ankles. I screeched and giggled at the way my mind spun as a result.

  The pretty lady wasted no time propping my hips back up and pounding away.

My mouth opened in a silent moan at how deep she's reaching. "Oh, god."

She reached her hand around my waist and started rubbing at my clit. I couldn't help but roll my hips into her hand, grinding her strap deeper. My orgasm started building quickly after that.

  Miss Camila could tell.

She leaned over while fucking me to kiss me on the shoulder. "Are you gonna cum for Mommy?"

I bit into the pillow to muffle my moan and blushed at the way heat rushed to my core.

If I wasn't there already, I am now.

"Yes!" I cried as my orgasm raked through me, and kept raking through me as Mommy kept thrusting into me with continuous attention on my clit.

I let out something embarrassingly close to a whimper when I started getting sensitive — it was a really intense orgasm — and she pulled out of me and plopped down next to me on the bed after throwing the strap-on to the side somewhere.

I rolled onto my back and we both just stared at the ceiling, panting for a while.

After a period of comfortable silence and catching our breath, my head lolled to look at her. . . "Would you please sit on my face?"

Her face lit up as she looked at me. "Gladly."

I'm sure you can guess how the rest of the night went.