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Old Friends - Chapter 01: The Bet (MF intro reluc oral)

   by Backstory thebackstory@blockthespambots.yahoo.com

   IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER!  ________________________________ This story is
intended for individuals above the age of 21 or above whatever age the
local jurisdiction of the reader would dictate.  None of the characters of
situations are in the least bit real, or even based on any real people or
events.

   This story is not set in our world.  The characters in this story live
in a special world called fantasyland.  In this world there are no STDs,
which is why none of the characters even think of wearing condoms.  In our
world, this can get you sick or dead.  You should never base your own life
decisions on something done by a person who lives in fantasyland.  The
characters in fantasyland often engage in questionable or downright immoral
behavior with little or no legal consequence.  This is, again, not the case
in our world.  If you rape someone or have sex with a 15-year-old, you will
probably go to prison and be raped yourself, so don't do it.  In fact,
there isn't much that the people of Fantasyland do that I would do, which
is why I write about them.  Fantasyland, as previously noted, has no real
consequences and is a safe place for my fantasies.

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   Old Friends - Chapter 01: The Bet (MF intro reluc oral)

   Shauna walked into the bar, scanning the crowd for Aaron.  She was in
town for a few weeks for a business conference and had decided to look up
her childhood friend.  She saw a man who she thought had to be him, though
he was much taller than she remembered.  He seemed to be looking at her,
too, though that was no guarantee.  A lot of guys stared at her.  She
walked up to him tentatively.

   "Aaron?" He smiled and walked toward her.  "Aaron!  Oh my God, you
grew!"

   He smiled.  "Yeah, I thought you might grow a little, too."

   "I did!" she said indignantly, "I grew a lot."

   "You look like you're four feet tall."

   "Hey, I'm 4'11".  You've seen my parents.  We're lucky to hit five feet
in my family.  My brother's really bummed.  He's 17 and he's only 5'3"."

   "That sucks.  You look like you don't even hit 100 pounds."

   "103.  So?"

   "We should play some pool.  For old times sake."

   "Need your ass kicked that bad, huh?"

   "Come on, let me buy you a drink."

   He played as badly as she remembered and she beat him before he got any
of his balls in.  He even hit one of hers in for her.

   "You're as bad as I remember." she said, jokingly, "Let's play a game of
air hockey so I can humiliate you more."

   They did, and she she did.  7 to 2.

   "You never were any good at these games, but you always love to play. 
Some sort of masochistic streak, huh?"

   "Yeah, I guess.  You know what, though?  I think it's because there's
nothing at stake, you know?  It doesn't matter if I win or not."

   "So if we were to bet something, you think you'd beat me?"

   "Maybe."

   "Ok smart ass, lets do it.  I'll bet you 25 bucks."

   "Make it fifty."

   "Hey, let's not get crazy, I don't have fifty."

   "Ok.  I'll put up fifty, you put up your twenty-five and a look at your
tits."

   This took her totally by surprise.  "Aaron, I had no idea!"

   "What?  I saw them when we were nine, but I didn't really care then. 
They weren't so..."

   "So what?"

   "So...  wagerable."

   She laughed.  "Fine.  You aren't winning anyway, horndog.  My
twenty-five bucks and a peek at my tits against your fifty."

   "A look, not a peek."

   "Fine, lawyer-boy, a look.  Let's shake."

   They shook, and she proceeded to beat him 7 to 0.

   "Man." he said.

   "Don't be so bummed.  Double or nothing."

   "Nah take it." he tossed her the fifty bucks, "I wasn't invested in that
game.  Let's have another one, though and I'll put up a hundred bucks this
time.

   "You know I only have $75.  Well, seventy-five and my tits which are
apparently worth $25." she wiggled her tits a little, then hid her face and
laughed.

   "I know I know.  You can put your money away.  I will wager $100 against
you having sex with me tonight."

   "Aaron!  Do you like losing money?"

   He grinned.

   "You want to have sex with me?  This isn't the usual way men go about
that with me, you know."

   "So you're saying I might be able to get it for free."

   She though for a minute.  "No.  No, I don't think so.  I think this bet
is a good idea after all."

   "Alright." he said taking out a hundred dollar bill.

   "Alright," she said, smiling flirtatiously, "a hundred bucks against you
and me gettin' busy."

   They played again, but this time, he won.  7 to 6.

   "Holy shit, I don't believe it." she said.

   "So, are we headed to my place or yours?  Or do you want to do it right
here?"

   "Hey, all jokes aside, Aaron."

   "I'm not joking."

   "What, do you want your fifty bucks back?" she asked.

   "No, way, Shauna, you gotta pay up this time."

   "You're not going to make me do this are you?"

   "Of course!  We had a bet!"

   She looked at him in disbelief.  "I don't believe you're really
gonna..." she leaned forward and whispered "gonna make me fuck you."

   "Is it that bad?"

   She sighed.  "No, but we grew up together man.  It's weird!  I haven't
seen you for 15 years and now we're just gonna have sex?  Can't we do
another wager?  Double or nothing?"

   "Double what?"

   "I don't know, it was the nothing I was thinking about."

   "What game?"

   "Pool.  I know you can't beat me at pool."

   "You're probably right," he said, "so why should I risk it?  What's the
double?"

   She thought.  "You can fuck me twice."

   "That's it?"

   "What do you want?  What else can I put on the table?"

   "Well, here's the way I see it.  You already gotta fuck me."

   "Aaron..."

   "Hey, that was the bet.  I won.  Am I going to risk losing that so I can
just do it twice?  I don't think so."

   "So what do you suggest?"

   "You put you ass really on the line."

   "How?"

   "You're visiting for a few weeks, right?"

   "Yeah."

   "If I win, I get to fuck you twice, in the front and in the back."

   She stared, uncomprehendingly for a minute, then laughed.  "You want
butt sex?"

   "Yeah, that's right."

   "Dude, what is it with men and my ass?  Listen, you fucking me is weird,
okay?"

   "If you say so."

   "It is." She paused to take another big sip of her beer.  "So if you
fucking me is weird, don't you think you fucking me in my ass would be even
weirder."

   "I don't think I'm going to feel weird..."

   "Aaron..."

   "Hey, I probably won't win anyway, right?"

   She considered, then finished her beer.  "It'll be pool?"

   "Yes."

   "You know what?  You're right.  You're not going to beat me at pool, so
I can wager all the butt sex you could ever want."

   "You know, you're right...  maybe we should forget about any more bets."

   "Hell no.  Lets shake on it so I can get out of this mess."

   "I don't know.  Maybe we should just go back to my apartment..."

   "What?"

   "I don't know if this is enough to entice me.  What else will you
offer?"

   "What else?  Aaron!  I just basically said I'd let you stick your dick
up my ass if you win.  What else you want?"

   "Will you suck my dick?"

   "Uh, yeah."

   "Twice?"

   "Fine, twice."

   "Do you swallow?"

   She sighed.  "Men.  Yes, I'll swallow, now do we have a deal?"

   He looked her up and down.  A pretty big part of her wanted to fuck him
anyway, but not like this, and not on her first day here.  Maybe after a
week or two.

   "Okay.  Deal." They shook hands, ordered more drinks, and walked back to
the pool table.  As the game progressed and Aaron sunk the first three
balls, she had a sudden realization.

   "You hustled me."

   He smiled, and sank another.  "Who, me?  So I've played a little pool
since we last got together."

   "She hit him.  I can't believe you fucking hustled me!"

   "Are you going to let me finish?"

   "I'm not even going to get a shot!"

   "No, probably not."

   She didn't.  He finished the whole table on one turn and sunk the
eight-ball in his called pocket.

   It was a hustle, no doubt about it, but a deal was a deal.  She tried to
stay in control.  "Okay, sex fiend, your place or mine?"

   "You seem remarkably calm."

   "Yeah well..."

   "Yeah well, come on.  You're giving me my first payment right now." He
grabbed her drink and took her hand.  He took her over to the one restroom
in the back and flipped on the light.

   "Oh no.  You are NOT fucking my ass without lubrication, Aaron."

   "Of course not.  Just come in." They went into the john and he closed
the door.  He pointed to the toilet.  "Have a seat."

   She sat down nervously.  She had had her share of sex in the last few
years, but she wasn't at all sure how well she was going to take this.  She
watched as he took off his shirt, revealing a well muscled chest and a sexy
six-pack.  She was starting to get a little excited as he unbuckled his
belt.

   "Let me." she said, surprising herself a little, and pulled his pants
undone, letting them fall to his feet.  She saw his dick pushing out his
boxer-briefs and felt a little afraid.  "You didn't tell me you had grown
down here, too!"

   "When you saw me naked I was only eight years old, of course I got
bigger!" He smiled.  "Turns out I'm a little above average, too."

   She slid his underwear down, pulling his cock into her hand and looked
at it.  It was bigger than any of her previous boyfriends' and very thick.
"How big is it?" she asked.

   "Eight inches."

   She gasped.  "You are NOT getting that thing anywhere NEAR my butt. 
I'll give you a hundred blowjobs if I have to."

   "A deal's a deal.  Right now, I'm just going to cash in one blowjob. 
I'll have your ass later."

   She looked at the semi-hard cock in her hand.  She could barely get her
hand around it.  It was impossible to think of him fitting it in her pussy,
nevermind sticking it up her ass.  She looked at it for a minute more and
decided she'd give him his money's worth.  She opened her mouth and
carefully took it in, getting about half of it in before her mouth began to
feel stretched.  She felt the tip pushing against the back of her throat
and fought of her gag reflex.  After a moment, she began to move her head
back and forth, letting Aaron's cock slide in and out of her mouth.

   After a minute of this, he grabbed her hair and pulled her forward,
pushing hard into her mouth.  She'd done deep throat before, and pretty
well, she thought.  Now, she tried to relax and open her throat up,
allowing Aaron's dick to push its way down.  He groaned appreciatively and
started to fuck her throat Her pussy was now begining to feel seriously
hot, but Aaron was thrusting really hard and she soon choked and had to
spit him out.

   "I'm sorry." she said, wiping tears from her eyes, "I'm just not used
to, you know...  so big.  Do it again."

   He grabbed her hair on both sides of her head and pushed his big cock
past her lips.  Again, she relaxed as he pulled her head toward his
stomach, pushing his cock down her throat.  She felt his pubic hair
brushing her nose and thought about how long and thick his cock was knowing
that right now it was down her throat.  He pulled it back and started
fucking her throat, more slowly this time.

   She was definitely getting off on this now.  The feeling of his hard
dick filling her mouth and throat made her pussy cry out for attention. 
She licked at Aaron's cock and played with it as it slid over her tongue.
She was getting very wet and struggled to put a hand down her tight jeans.
She no longer considered the size of his dick a problem.  In fact, she very
badly wanted him to put it in her pussy.  When she finally got her hand in
her pants, she fingered her clit wildly, cumming almost immediately. 
Aparently this sight sent Aaron over the edge and he started to grunt.  His
cock slid out of her mouth and she watched, fascinated as he pumped it in
front of her face.  He grabbed the hair on the back of her head and she
opened her mouth for his cum.

   His pumping slowed and he aimed his dick right into her mouth, the tip
just insider her open lips.  His cum was thick and salty and it completely
filled her mouth.  She held it there until he was done, then swallowed it
in one gulp.  As he became soft, she took him into her mouth and licked him
in what she hoped was a very sexy way.  After a few minutes she could feel
him getting hard again and she reached down to lift up her shirt.  His hand
stopped her.

   "Wait." he said.  "My place." ________________________________
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