The drops don't work as you hoped, but the fun continues...

She comes into the room and slumps down onto the couch next to you. Taking the beer you offer her she smiles and says: “Hmmm! Becks! My favorite!” With that she takes a few big gulps and empties almost half the bottle. Your cock twitches into your pants as you watch her swallow and imagine the things you could do with these lips while your mouth drops open in surprise of her thirst. She notices your big eyes and almost chokes with laughter, spilling some beer over the front of her shirt. “Ooops!” she giggles while she rubs with one hand over her wet chest, “Sorry, I was just very thirsty!” You can just smile in answer as you watch her rubbing her breasts, giving you a big show. She realizes what she is doing and laughs once again. You can’t believe how much more comfortable she seems now than a few minutes ago when she opened her door. After you finally manage to speak again the two of you start talking about anything and everything. You tell her about the life in this town, give her a few tips about the local bars and restaurants and a little bit about your job and what an asshole your boss is while she talks about her ex-boyfriend, the Hollywood-life and how exciting it is for her to live in the country without paparazzi following every single one of her steps. The two of you are really having a good time and every time Jessica finishes her beer you ask her for some snacks or feign some other excuse so she leaves the room and you fix her another beer. As you thought, the “one drop”-promise on the bottle was bullshit but you can see how Jessica’s horniness increases. Her nipples protrude through her shirt, she’s shifting her legs permanently and she keeps chewing her lower lip while she repeatedly steals glances of your crotch. You know that the guys who sold you that stuff screwed you over, but you decide to get angry later. Eventually you ask her if you could turn on the TV, because you want to see how the Mavericks are doing against those damned Golden State Warriors.

Her eyes widen in surprise and she exclaims: “Hey, careful, mister! My Warriors will blow your deadbeats away!”

You smile. You knew Jessica was a Warriors-fan and you don’t give a shit about the Mavericks, but you wanted to provoke her and apparently it worked.

“Well, Jessica, we’ll see!” you say while you turn on the tv, “But the Warriors are just a bunch of blind retards and the Mavs would beat them even if they ran backwards…”

“Hey!” she shouts enraged, “Don’t you dare to talk like that about them!”

“Besides” she adds calmer, “If you’re so sure about your losers then why don’t we make a bet?”

You look at her, acting as if you were thinking about her suggestion. “I’m listening… What are the stakes?” In fact, if she hadn’t said it, you would have. The idea of a bet excites you and you believe it’s the same for Jessica. Now all you have to do is making her bring some good wagers in it so it seems to her that the whole thing was her idea.

She looks at the tv for a moment while she is thinking. It’s the middle of the game and the score is even. After a while she says: “Fine. Since your mouth was so big we’ll make this a big thing: hundred bucks!”

You snort at that offer. “Please! Since I’m just a small average guy who earns 40 grand a year and you are a multi-millionaire I don’t think it’s fair!”

“Fine… what do you recommend?”

Without hesitation you blurt out: “If I win, you’ll give me a blowjob, if you win, I’ll lick your pussy!”

You see that she is not completely shocked but also a little turned on by your suggestion, but you hurry to laugh it off as a joke. Jessica relaxes and playfully slaps your arm. “Yeah, sure! As if licking my pussy would be such a punishment for you! How about this: Whoever loses has to clean the other’s house every week for a month!”

You shake your head: “I’ve got a cleaning lady. There is no win-situation in there for me…”

She again throws a glance at the TV. The Warriors are now in lead with ten points and are pushing for more. A naughty smile spreads across her lips: “Okay, last deal. If you lose you’ll clean my house for a whole year every week, but if you win…” she leans in to you and whispers the rest in your ear while you feel her breasts push against your shoulder. “… if you win I’ll lay down across your lap, you can pull down my pants and my panties and spank my naughty little butt twenty times as hard as you like…”

You look at her in awe while she grins at you, her nipples still grazing against your shoulder. Finally you manage to stammer “Deal!” and the two of you shake hands before you turn back to the game. You send a stream of prayers up to heaven and all of a sudden there is no bigger Dallas-fan on this planet.

And apparently your faith is rewarded. The Mavs start to fight and come closer and just twenty seconds before the buzzer rings they are even. You look to Jessica who nervously takes the last sips out of her fourth beer bottle and when she notices your glance gives you a smile in fake confidence.

“Doesn’t mean anything! We’ll score, the buzzer comes and I save the money for a housecleaner!” She appears to be right as her team scores and there are less then five seconds on the clock and your team is two points behind when Dirk Nowitzki gets the ball, runs, makes it up to the centerline and a second before the siren rings he throws the ball in a last, **** attempt. Both of you hold your breath as the buzzer comes and the ball falls onto the ring, dips against the board and falls inside.

“Yes!” you exclaim and shake your fist in triumph.

“No!” Jessica shouts in disbelief and slumps back into the couch. You turn the television off and look at her expectantly. She still looks at the black screen and nibbles on her fingernails nervously. Finally she turns her head and meets your gaze. “Oh, fucking Christ!” she mutters and laughs nervously. Then she pulls her legs up on the couch, gets on all fours and starts crawling towards you, smiling, her butt swaying.

“You want to spank me? Pull my panties down and smack my cute, bare butt? Well, a bet is a bet…!” she purrs. Without saying a word you lift your hands and she crawls in your lap. You can feel the heat of her pussy through the layers of fabric against your thigh. Slowly you undo the zip at the back of her jeans and pull them down roughly, making Jessica groan uncomfortably, pulling them down to mid-thigh. Her purple thong and round buttcheeks are again exposed to your gaze. You inhale deeply and calm down before you reach down and place one hand on each cheek and start massaging them.

“H-hey” Jessica giggles, “What are you doing? You’re supposed to spank me… Ouch!”

You interrupt her by grabbing a firm hold of her hair and pulling her head up, bringing her back into a vicious curve. “Listen! While I spank you, I am the one in charge! I’ll proceed however I want and if I think I should warm your fucking ass up a little bit before I start the spanking, then you shut up and take it! Is that understood?” you hiss into her ear.

“Y-yes, it’s understood” Jessica whimpers and you feel her worries as you let her go and she lays back down. You bet usually she would have slapped you, but with the beer and the drops she’s much too horny and the submission turns her on.

“Good!” you say and resume to your butt-massage. You knead her ass-cheeks like dough, jiggle them, pull them apart as far as possible, enjoying the glimpses of the darker skin around her asshole on the sides of the purple band of her string and her little groans and moans as you manhandle her ass.
Finally you can’t wait any longer and hook your thumbs into the waistband of her panties and with a strong yank you pull them over her ass down to her jeans, eliciting a little yelp from Jessica. You inhale and you can smell her gorgeous scent, a mixture of her soap with strawberry scent and her arousal. Now you can feel how her wet cunt dampens your jeans and you see how she shifts her upper body against the rough texture of the couch to stimulate her nipples. You smile and rub her ass with your right hand before you lift it to shoulder-height and bring it down with full **** on her right asscheek.

SLAP

Jessica screams and rears up, but you hold her down and chuckle, while your right hand goes back to massage the hit spot. After she calmed down a little you lift your hand again and bring it down, this time on her right cheek. Again you massage her ass, pull her cheeks as far apart as possible and admire her little puckered back-door, her most intimate of places.

You repeat this progress again and again. Slapping and massaging. After the third slap her whimpering gets continuous. After the seventh slap the whimpering turns into sobbing. After the ninth slap she begs you to stop. After the thirteenth slap you give her a short break. “What’s the matter, Jess?” you whisper into her ear, “Bit more off than you could chew?” While you’re talking your right hand sneaks between her thighs to her pussy. Damn, she’s wet. At this point you decide to try your luck: you push two fingers into her fuck tunnel! She gasps at the sudden intrusion and her head shoots up. “Listen, I’ve got an offer for you: I’ll stop after fifteen slaps and in return you will strip completely naked and you will beg me to use all your holes!” While you’re waiting for her answer you shove your fingers faster and faster into her cunt. You already know her response. She’s just too wet!