new kind of bet 3

"Ryouta!" she cried again. "I'm going to… I'm going to… AHH!!!"

She let out a loud cry, and a rush of fluid flowed out of her as she came undone. She thrashed around even more, turning her head side to side in her bliss as she vocalized her pleasure. Ryouta's head remained trapped between her legs in a death grip as she rode out her orgasm.

Finally, she settled down, and the vice-like grip her legs had on his head relaxed. Sitting up, he looked down at her as she panted. She never before looked so beautiful, with her lips parted as she breathed heavily, her cheeks red with a sex flush, her damp hair plastered to her face, and a thin sheen of sweat covering her body, making it shine. Ryouta couldn't resist leaning over her and placing a kiss to her sweaty forehead.

Yumeko's eyes cracked open to see Ryouta hovering over her. She gave him a smile as she brought him down for a kiss, wrapping her arms around him. They kissed leisurely for several long moments before the fire began to stir within them again, and their kisses began to heat up. Yumeko began to take charge of the kiss once more and began to rise off the bed, encouraging him to roll onto his back so she was lying on top before she resumed kissing him. Ryouta's hands came up and cupped her backside, pressing her against her, making her moan.

Her previous orgasm didn't seem to lessen her hunger for him as she continued to ravish his mouth. Her hand moved down between their bodies to take hold of him, and Ryouta groaned into her mouth. Yumeko chuckled in response and sat up to straddle him. A light chuckle escaping her as she watched his eyes traveled up and down her body.

"Do you want me, Ryouta?" she asked as she stared down at him. She began massaging her own breast with one hand as her other moved down to her nether region. "Do you want to be inside me?"

It was taking all of Ryouta's restraint to keep himself in check. He didn't seem capable of speech, but Yumeko wanted to hear him say it. She took hold of his hands and removed them from her hips, pinning them down to the bed as she began to grind against him. He hissed loudly, and her smirk widened at his reaction.

"Yumeko…" he whispered, her name being the only thing he seemed capable of saying.

"Tell me," she ordered as she rocked her hips against him in a way that made him groan. "You have to say it if you want it. Do you want me?"

She continued rocking against him, his erection trapped between their bodies, her nether-lips rubbing up and down his length, coating it with her wetness. Ryouta hissed at the sensation as he struggled to find his voice. "Y-Yes, I do!"

Yumeko chuckled as she smiled in satisfaction. She rubbed against him a few more times before lifting herself up and reaching down to take hold of him. "Time to collect my winnings."

She aligned him with her entrance, rubbing the head against her nether-lips a few times to stimulate them both further before she slipped it inside her, making them both groan. Slowly, she lowered down onto him, and Ryouta hissed loudly and bit his lower lip as he felt her wet warmth begin to engulf him. Never before had he ever felt anything so heavenly, and he wasn't even fully inside her yet.

Despite her arousal, there was still some discomfort on Yumeko's part as she felt herself being stretched as something foreign entered places that had never been breached before. She stopped when she felt him come in contact with her virgin barrier. Knowing that there would be some pain, she took a deep breath as she braced herself for it, placing her hands on his chest for balance.

Once she stopped, Ryouta was able to focus enough to realize that he had reached the thin veil of flesh inside her that was the evidence of her virginity and prevented them from completely coming together. He looked up at her, noting the look of concentration on her face as she prepared herself for the unavoidable pain his penetration would cause her.

"Yumeko," he said in a strained voice, trying desperately to resist the urge to simply thrust up into her, "we don't have to do this."

She opened her eyes and looked down at him, smiling lightly. "Don't be silly Ryouta. This was my win, and I'm collecting what I'm owed."

She suddenly dropped down onto him completely until their hips met. A cry of pain escaped her as he tore through the small wall of flesh that symbolized her chastity. It hurt, despite her earlier orgasm and the lubrication her excitement provided, and tears sprang up in her eyes. Ryouta had cried out as well, but for an entirely different reason as he felt Yumeko engulf him completely. Feeling guilty for causing her pain, he somehow still had enough sense to think about Yumeko and the pain she was in, and he gripped the bed sheets tightly in an attempt to keep himself still.

The sensation was indescribable. A wet, velvet warmth gripped him tightly, and he couldn't stop the pleasured moan that escaped him. And the fact that it was Yumeko that he was with made the experience that much greater. He could feel her inner muscles grip and massage him, and it took everything he had to keep still. He knew she needed some time for the pain to pass and get used to him.

Opening his eyes, he looked down to where they were joined. Her hips were pressed flush against his, their pubic hairs meshed together. His gaze moved up her body to her face, and he felt a pang in his chest when he saw the tears in her eyes. "Yumeko?"

She opened her eyes and looked down at him, offering him a smile. "I'm ok. This is normal. Just give me a minute."

Her hands were on his chest, her nails having dug deeply into his skin when she impaled herself, but Ryouta hadn't even noticed at the time, too distracted by other more pleasant sensations. He didn't mind though when he eventually took notice, and her hold on him soon relaxed, leaving tiny crescent moon shaped red marks. She remained still on top of him as her body got used to his invasion. The pain began to fade, and the discomfort lessened, and slowly the pleasant sensations from earlier began to return and replace the pain.

"I think I'm ok now," she told him as she shifted on top of him a bit.

Ryouta hissed in pleasure. Even the smallest movement from her sent the most delightful of sensations shooting through his body. "Yumeko, is it ok if I move now?"

She looked down at him, and her playful teasing from earlier returned. "Not yet. Let me get used to it a bit."

Keeping her hands on his chest, she shifted about some more experimentally. Ryouta's face contorted with pleasure, and she couldn't help but to giggle at his expression. Her discomfort continued to lessen some more as she began to move on top of him, her long dark hair hanging down like a black curtain.

She started slowly at first, getting a feel for the act. Jolts of pleasure began to go through her as the pain and discomfort took a backseat to the pleasant sensations that had begun to run through her, and she began to pick up speed. The more she moved, the better it began to feel, and small moans began to escape her as her breathing became labored.

Ryouta's hands seemed to act on their own, coming up to grasp her hips as she thrust against him and he into her. She didn't protest as she matched his pace, and seemed to take further delight in the act as they found a rhythm together that was pleasurable for both of them. Her nails began to dig into his chest again, but it only seemed to heighten the delightful sensations he felt.

"Yumeko…" he groaned, "you feel so good…"

She continued panting and moaning on top of him as she seemed to struggle to find her voice. "S-So do you. Oh, my Ryouta. Oh!"

She let out a particularly loud cry and rose up, her hands moving from his chest to reach back and grasp his knees as she moved against him, throwing her head back and crying out to the ceiling. Ryouta released her hips and sat up, pulling her close as he kissed her hard. Yumeko's arms immediately wrapped around him, hugging her to him, and her legs circled around his waist, keeping every inch of their bodies in contact as she kissed him back. They broke apart for air, and he began kissing her neck, drawing soft feminine cries from her. Her moans grew louder as he sucked on her pulse point, sending shivers through her body as she moved in his lap, their sweaty bodies pressed together tightly.

"Ryouta…" she panted, her eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. "Oh, god, Ryouta…"

Hearing her say his name like that was driving him crazy. He moved his lips from her neck and kissed her hard. She kissed him back with equal fervor, their tongues invading each other's mouths. Yumeko continued to emit small noises as she pulled him harder against her. Slowly, she leaned back, shifting her position in his lap until she collapsed on the bed. Ryouta laid down on top of her, cradled between her legs, and they wrapped around his waist, her arms still around his neck.

They finally broke the kiss, and Yumeko's cries began to rise in volume as Ryouta thrust into her and she rose her hips to meet his. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, licking and nipping at her skin. He let out a slightly pained groan as her nails clawed at his back, not quite breaking the skin, but leaving red marks in their wake.

She panted into his ear as they moved together, letting out a delighted cry as he hit a certain spot into her. Turning her head, she licked the shell of his ear as she enjoyed the sensations of his hard body sliding against hers and the feeling of him moving in and out of her.

"Keep doing that, Ryouta," she told him, wrapping her arms around him even tighter as her toes curled. "I want more!"

One of her hands grabbed the back of his hair tightly, and she directed his mouth away from her neck and to her lips so they could kiss again. Ryouta didn't resist, and their tongues tangled together once more as they panted in each other's mouths. Ryouta's arms tightened around her, wanting her as close as possible, and she squeezed him back just as tightly, her legs almost like a vice around his waist.

They broke apart, gasping for air. Ryouta rested his forehead against hers as their breaths mingled. Yumeko opened her eyes, staring up at Ryouta's closed ones. "Ryouta, I'm close. Are you?"

He didn't open his eyes as he managed to wheeze out, "Y-Yes…"

A mischievous smile spread across her face as her tongue darted out and licked up a bead of sweat about to drip from his face. "In that case, lets make another bet."

He halted mid-thrust, so shocked by her statement that he actually stopped moving. She couldn't possibly be serious right now, could she? She wanted to make a bet while they were having sex?

Scratch that, he knew she was serious. Yumeko was always serious when it came to gambling. He supposed that it made sense that she would want to make a bet right now since gambling was almost a sexual thrill for her. But what could she possibly want to gamble for right now, and with what?

She frowned when he stopped moving, and reached down to cup his rear, pulling him into her. "Hey, Ryouta, don't stop!"

He snapped out of his stupor and began moving again at a slower pace. "Can't it wait? What do you want to bet now?"

She giggled as her hands came up to cup his cheeks, and she kissed him again as they began to resume their pace. "You'll like this one. The bet is…" She let out a particularly loud gasp, and bit her lower lip to recompose herself. "The bet is to see who can make the other cum first."

"C-Cum f-f-first?" he strained.

She too seemed to be finding it difficult to speak. "Those are the… ah… terms. The winner gets to take… Oh, god… Gets to take advantage of the other next… next time. Ah!"

His eyes widened as he realized what she was implying. "Next time? There's going to be a… a next time?"

She giggled. "Of course, if you… if you want there to… to be. We can keep, ah, this game going on and on each… each time." She kissed him again, panting hard. "You do want there to be… a next time, don't… don't you?" She giggled again at his expression as she watched his face burn bright red. "Well, don't you?"

Ryouta buried his face into her neck. "Y-Yes…"

"Well then, if you want to… ah… to be in charge next time, you're going to have to… have to earn it, or I'll be… taking charge again."

As if to prove how great of a challenge this would be, she squeezed her inner muscles. A strained gasp escaped Ryouta as he felt here walls massage his length, and he began thrusting into her warmth faster and more aggressively. Yumeko cried out, her hands coming down to grip the bed sheets as she moaned in ecstasy, reveling in the feel of Ryouta's weight on top of her as he moved above her, in her. Despite the pleasure they were sharing, she was just as determine to win this bet as she was any other.

Her cries rose in volume and frequency as she twisted the sheets in her grasp. The pleasure was coming to a peak, just as it had when he used his mouth on her, only much greater this time. All traces of pain from his initial penetration were long gone as she approached the edge of the precipice. She tried to hold off the upcoming tsunami, determine to win their bet, but there was no resisting it for long.

The dam broke, and she cried out her pleasure, her back bowing off the bed. Ryouta stopped his thrusting as he felt her come undone around him, putting all his willpower into trying not to cum himself. Bet or not, he wasn't ready for this to end, and he wanted Yumeko to enjoy this to the fullest. Not just because it was her first time, but because it was their first time together, and he wanted to show her that he was a good lover.

Yumeko dropped down onto the bed and wrapped her limbs around him, clinging to him tightly as she rode out the waves of her orgasm. Her hold on him was almost painful, practically preventing him from breathing as she struggled to get air into her own lungs, her toes curling in delight. Her cries echoed throughout the room until they were muffled by her biting into his shoulder, her eyes squeezed shut tight in her bliss. Ryouta groaned at the love bite and nearly lost complete control as he grit his teeth against the pain mixed with pleasure her bite caused.

Several long seconds later, she began to relax, releasing his shoulder as her head fell back against the mattress. The tight grip she had on him loosened, her limps collapsing onto the bed as she took deep breaths. Ryouta lifted his head and looked down at her as she panted. "Yumeko?"

She opened her eyes and looked up at him. "I guess you won," she told him. "Looks like you get to take advantage of me next time. And I thought I had the upper hand since I came already."

She shifted beneath him, still feeling him hard inside her. He let out a groan at the movement, and a giggle escaped her. Wrapping her legs around his waist once more, she suddenly rolled them over so she was on top again.

"I better take care of you now," she teased as beads of sweat dropped off of her and onto him. "I am the one who's supposed you be taking advantage of you after all."

Ryouta didn't think he would be able to last much longer anyway. Hell, he was surprised he had been able to last this long. But as Yumeko began to move on top of him again, all coherent thought left him. All he could do was look and feel as Yumeko rode him as if she had all the experience in the world.

He really wasn't surprised at her skills as a lover. Whatever it was, Yumeko somehow always seemed to master everything she tried. The sight of her moving up and down on him, her hands running over her sweaty body, her hair flying about, and her breasts bouncing in time with her movements, was the most erotic thing he'd ever seen, and the sight of his length, coated in her juices, moving in and out of her body as she rose and fell on him was almost enough to make him cum right then and there.

He was so close, and based on the sounds she was making and the frantic way she was moving on him, it looked like Yumeko was working her way up to another orgasm. And yet, somehow, through the fog of lust and passion that was clouding his mind, something finally registered. He was on the verge of cumming, and they weren't using protection!

His gaze went up to Yumeko's face as she panted on top of him. It seemed she had planned this little escapade between them from the beginning, so had she actually taken precautions in advance?

"Yumeko… wait…" he managed to get out in a strained voice. "We're not… not using… anything… Are you on… on the pill…?"

She opened her eyes and looked down at him, but didn't stop her movements. "No, I'm not on anything. And I have no idea if… oh, god… if today is a safe day…"

A flash of panic ran through Ryouta. It was bad enough that they had gone this long without any protection. He knew that even a bit of pre-cum was enough to cause pregnancy, but to actually cum inside her…

"Yumeko, we need to stop," he groaned out, bringing his hands to her hips to stop her movements rather than encourage them. "I'm about to… about to…"

Much to his surprise, her hands grabbed his wrists. She pulled them away from her hips and shifted them so they were holding hands, fingers interlocked. "Oh, no, you don't. We're not stopping. Not now. Not until we're both done."

Ryouta bit down on the inside of his cheek to stop himself from cumming. Didn't she realize what he was trying to tell her? He had to make her understand what he was trying to say before it was too late; he couldn't hold back much longer.

"N-No, Yumeko," he managed to get out. "I'm going to… cum in you."

His words did nothing to deter her. If anything, she rode him more enthusiastically, no longer going up and down on him, but keeping their groins pressed tightly together, as if trying to keep him as deeply inside her as possible as she humped against him, forward and back, like the waves of the ocean on the shore.

"I know," she said, her voice steadier than before, but now taking on the same thrilled tone she had whenever she gambled for high stakes. "I want you to. Give it to me, Ryouta. Give me everything!"

What was she saying? Was she too caught up in the moment to think rationally? That had to be it. She was overcome with passion, letting some primal instinct take her over in her ecstasy. He had to snap her out of it before he exploded. "Yu-Yumek-ko, you could get pr-pregnant!"

Once again, she shocked him as a smile broke out across her face as she looked down at him, never stopping in her movements. "Yes, isn't it exciting? It's quite the gamble, isn't it?"

He gave her a look of sheer disbelief. "But, Yumeko—"

She suddenly pinned his arms to the bed above him as she leaned over and kissed him. "Just think of it, Ryouta. What a risk it is. Something beyond our control, left completely up to chance. How thrilling it is! Isn't it just the best!?"

She couldn't be serious. But, no, she was, Ryouta could see that she was. This was another gamble to her, one with great risk, and she was delighting in every second of it, her eyes practically glowing red in the light.

"Such a gamble," she said against his lips, keeping their faces close as she slid their bodies together, her seemingly glowing eyes gazing directly into his. "One that will determine the rest of our lives. How could we possibly pass up such a gamble?"

The very thought of betting her future in such a way seemed to send her into a state of complete euphoria as she licked his cheek, tasting the saltiness of his skin, not letting Ryouta up as she pinned his arms down and moved against him in wild abandon. Ryouta didn't even bother trying to fight against her hold, putting all his effort into holding himself back. He could already feel his balls tightening as he got ready to explode, unable to believe that this was happening, while a more primal part of him relished in the thought of finishing inside the woman he loved and possibly breeding with her.

"Yumeko!" he cried out loudly. "We… shouldn't…"

She lifted herself up, but still kept his arms pinned down, looking completely lost in sheer ecstasy. "Of course we should! Both gambling and sex are supposed to be fun! What could possibly be better than doing both together!?" She gave him an ecstatic grin, her eyes practically flashing with red light. "Come on, Ryouta, let's really get our gambling freak on!"

She wasn't giving him much of a choice, and it was too late anyway. A pleasured scream tore its way out of Ryouta's mouth as he exploded inside her, still buried to the hilt. Yumeko's eyes widened as she felt him cum, and a shudder ran through her body. He could feel her inner walls milking him of his seed, pulling it deeper into her as he shot load after load into her womb. The feeling of him cumming seemed to set Yumeko off again as she let out her own orgasmic cry and came for a third time that evening, her body shuddering in delight.

When she came down from her high, her body went slack, and she collapsed on top of him, trying to catch her breath. With his hands free, he brought them up around her, holding her close as he enjoyed the final waves of sensation of his own orgasm. The damage was already done, even as he felt himself twitch inside her. They would just have to wait and see what the results of this gamble would be in the coming weeks.

He wasn't sure how long they laid there in their post-coitus bliss, their breathing and heart rate slowly returning to normal, but eventually Yumeko let out a light chuckle and began placing chaste kisses across his face. Slowly, she rolled to her right, and Ryouta slid out of her warmth. She remained close to him though, keeping an arm and a leg draped over him as she kept their sweaty bodies pressed together. On reflex, Ryouta wrapped an arm around her to help keep her close as he stared up at the ceiling, still trying to comprehend all that had happened.

"Mmm, that was wonderful," she muttered happily, now sounding sleepy. "So much better than studying, don't you think? And as per our bet, you get to take advantage of me next time."

She began absentmindedly tracing patterns on his chest, and Ryouta glanced down at her as he thought back to what she had said as she pinned him to the bed. "Yumeko, are you really not on anything? Did we really just risk pregnancy?"

Her smiled grew wider. "That's the first thing you say after what we just did? You worry too much, Ryouta." She chuckled lightly. "But to answer your question, yes, we did. You know I wouldn't joke about gambling. How could I possibly resist such high stakes?" She pressed a kiss to his shoulder. "Thank you for such a good time."

Her gaze moved to his other shoulder where her love bite from earlier was forming into a bruise, and she ran her finger over it. "Oh my, it appears that I've marked you. But then, you've marked me too, in a way no one else can ever mark me again."

Ryouta's thoughts were still on more pressing matters than his shoulder. "But, Yumeko, what if you really do get pregnant?"

She just chuckled. "Then I guess we'll just have to get married. Only time will tell. We'll just have to wait and see what happens."

His eyes widened at her words. Once more, she was being completely serious. That in itself was something he now had to think about. He knew how he felt about her, but he still wasn't sure how she felt about him. Obviously, she found him attractive and worthy enough of being a sexual partner, but was this just a friends with benefits thing, or was this something more?

"Hey, Yumeko?"

"Hmm?"

He tried to find the right words. "What exactly does this make us?"

She stopped tracing patterns on him. Slowly she looked up at him, then brought her hand up to cup his cheek and turned him to face her as she gave him a smile. "Oh, Ryouta. Is it not obvious?"

She gave him a long leisurely kiss, which only served to confuse her further. When they broke apart, she adjusted their positions a bit so her head was resting on his shoulder and placed her hand over his heart. Closing her eyes, she snuggled into him, sighing in contentment.

"Sleep now," she told him. "Maybe when we wake up, you can have your prize of taking advantage of me." She giggled lightly. "Then we can play again."