To the Victors, the Spoils

“Ugh, are you seriously that dense or something to forget something that happened less than half an hour ago?” Kirsten groaned, stamping her foot impatiently on the ground.

“Less than half an hour ago?” I asked, tilting my head. Truth be told, I had completely forgotten whatever it was that she was talking about.

Kirsten slammed her hand onto the shed in a kabedon. “Ugh, you’re such a damn idiot. How the hell did I lose to you? The stupid bet!”

I blinked a few times before the memory came back to me. “OH RIGHT!” I could practically hear Kirsten mentally facepalming. “Since I won, you have to eat me out.”

“Just shut up and drop your pants,” Kirsten said, staring me down. I won’t deny that I did enjoy getting to look at her green eyes. Then, they traced down even more to her bra, admiring her C-cups. Honestly, you’d think that a pompous rich bitch like her would have had larger. “Hey!” Kirsten said, snapping her fingers. “Didn’t you hear me? I said drop them!”

“Well, if you’re so **** to eat me out, then how about you do the honors an-” Before I could even finish the sentence, Kirsten swiped down and my pants and panties were around my ankle. “... The hell?” I had to blink a few times just to make sure that that just happened. “Okay, there’s no way that you HAVEN’T practiced that skill.”

“W-Well you were taking too long. My time is precious and I won’t have you wasting more of it then you need to,” Kirsten said, crossing her arms defiantly.

“You know, you aren’t denying that you practiced that,” I said with a smug look on my face.

“Ugh! You better wipe that smile off your face,” Kirsten said as she slowly got down to her knees. “Don’t you dare enjoy this.”

“Oh, YeAh, I’lL tRy NoT tO,” I said as sarcastically as possible. I had one of the hottest bitches that I knew about to go down on me while she was in her bra and panties. Like hell was I about to not enjoy this.

She pressed her hands up against my thighs and stuck out her tongue. Slowly, she brought it up against my slit and gave it a firm lick. I shuddered in delight at her soft tongue. Then, she licked again, and again. She slowly began to increase her speed.

“F-Fuck, that feels good,” I moaned softly.

She responded by slapping my ass firmly. “I said not to enjoy this, dammit!” She pressed her face into my crotch further, her tongue moving deeper and more forcefully into my pussy.

“Mhmm, yeah, n-not enjoying this at all,” I said sarcastically while fondling one of my tits. Slowly, I began to move my hips back and forth, grinding on her face. I could feel her try to pull away in surprise, but the magic of the app and my thighs held her in place.

Given that she couldn’t get out until I came, she increased her speed. I tried my best to stifle my moans, but they wouldn’t be held back. Again, one of the hottest bitches in-between my legs.

As I looked down at her, she looked up at me. In her eyes, I could see the spite and scorn that she always had, but there was something else. An underlying sense of lust and desire. After a few seconds of staring, she averted her eyes and focused her attention to eating me out.

She swirled her tongue around my clit, softly sucking on it. I groaned more as I braced myself against the wall of the shed. I wanted this to keep going as long as possible, but the sexiness of the situation, having Kirsten eat me out behind a shed trying not to get caught because she lost a bet, was getting me closer and closer with each and every lick.

“Ah, fuck. Oh god, just like that,” I moaned as she nibbled on my clit. Her tongue moved side to side, parting my lips and moving in deeper and deeper.

“Come on already, dammit,” Kirsten mumbled as she increased her speed.

“W-Wait, no,” I said, holding the back of her head. “G-Go back to the speed you were doing. That was getting me there.”

Kirsten acknowledged my words and slowed back down, reaching that beautiful sweet spot. I swear, I heard a few moans from her as well. As my hips bucked against her face, I grabbed the back of her head and held her in place tightly.

“AH FUCK YES!” My body tensed up and quivered in delight as an orgasm ran through me. My legs pressed against Kirsten’s cheeks, locking her in a soft vice. Slowly, my grip was loosened and Kirsten pulled away from my face.

“Th-there. You got your damn prize,” Kirsten said as she wiped her face. She got up from her knees and dusted herself off. “Don’t you dare speak a word of this to anyone or I will come for you. I swear to God.”

I made a zipping motion across my face. “My lips are sealed, Kirsten.” As she began to walk off, I chuckled a little. “For maybe about a few seconds.” I pulled up my pants and took out my phone. I opened up the Custom Girls App and quickly found Kirsten. I hit INFO and awaited the results.

Name: KIRSTEN SCHULTZ

Age: 19

Gender: Female

Height: 5’ 7”

Weight: 151 lbs

Cup Size: C Cups

Kinsey Scale: 3/6

Relationship Status: It’s Complicated.

Favorite Kinks: Sadism, Dominating, Comfort

“What?” I said aloud to myself, reading her info panel. Wasn’t she dating the football captain or something? Why would her status be “It’s Complicated?” And furthermore, what was with those kinks? Those first two made sense, but what was wi-

“Hiya!”

“FUCK!” I nearly threw my phone in the air, stumbling around to catch it. I breathed a sigh of relief as I snagged it by the corner. I turned to see the gray-skinned beauty that was Jane. “You scared the hell out of me!”

“Eek! I’m sorry!” Jane said, bowing to me.

“Fhew,” I said, catching my breath and relaxing my heart.