by Jamie Hunter
“I can’t believe you actually fucked him,” Victoria whispered. “Oh my God… what did it feel like?”
Why don’t you bend over and find out?
The words formed in Naomi’s mind, but she didn’t say them. As much as she wanted to watch Victoria get fucked, sharing her with Julian would be like giving over a favorite toy. The right thing to do of course, but still a little bit strange.
A knot of delicious jealousy twisted inside her.
“Do you think Melissa would let me fuck him too?” Victoria asked. She was talking like Julian wasn’t even in the room. “Do you think—”
“Yes,” Naomi said, popping her lover from her mouth with a wet plop. “But not here. Not now.” She stroked him a few times before pointing the head of his cock toward Victoria’s lips. “Right now you need to suck him off.”
In the shadows of the closet, Victoria’s whole expression changed. It went from horny curiosity to straight up lust.
“I— I never…”
“Never sucked a cock this big?”
Victoria bit her lip. She nodded.
“It’s just like any other cock,” Naomi told her, “only you have to open wider. And don’t try to take it all at once.”
Victoria nodded again. She licked her lips and opened wide.
This is it…
Julian remained motionless as the slick head of his cock disappeared into Victoria’s mouth. Her lips stretched tight to accommodate his thickness.
This is what you wanted to see.
Once again Naomi was stricken with a sharp pang of jealousy. But there was a heat behind it, too. It made her wet just thinking about Julian fucking Victoria. She wanted to hold her friend’s head in her lap as he spread her legs. Study the look in her eyes as he slid inside her for the first time…
“That’s it,” she urged. “Suck it. Make it wet. Relax your throat…”
Julian’s erection was only half in Victoria’s mouth. Bending down, Naomi decided to lick the half that wasn’t. Her tongue slid up and down the base of his cock, right were his balls met his shaft. She traced upward along the underside, where his urethra was thick and strong, until her tongue met Victoria’s swollen lips.
“Fuck…” Julian growled.
Naomi kept bathing the underside of his cock with her tongue before reaching out to help fondle his balls. They were heavy and swollen and full. She was surprised that Melissa hadn’t already taken care of him, the way she’d taken care of Corey.
“I’m not holding back,” Julian panted. “I’m going to let loose soon.”
“Do it,” Naomi murmured wickedly. “Come in her mouth!”
Victoria’s eyes flared as he began pumping faster. She almost gagged — caught herself — and continued sucking. A single tear streamed down her cheek from the corner of one eye. Naomi reached up with the back of one knuckle and wiped it away.
“If you can’t swallow everything,” she whispered to her friend, “I’ll help.”
Victoria nodded with Julian’s cock still in her throat. He had both hands in her hair now. Her sleek, black, beautiful hair. He was getting close and Naomi knew it. She could tell from the change in his breathing alone.
“Get ready.”
Half a minute later Julian exploded, firing most of his come down Victoria’s throat. Naomi was still licking along the underside of his cock as it happened. She felt each pulse shooting along his urethra, throbbing powerfully against the flat of her tongue.
Oh God…
It made her jealous all over again, watching Victoria swallow him. Or at least, trying to swallow him. Copious amounts of his load spilled out both sides of her mouth, some even dripping out onto the carpet where it registered, a little humorously, that she’d have to clean it up later.
So much for taking it all…
Victoria pulled him free once she regained control and Naomi took over. She thrust him greedily into her own mouth, to finish him off.
“Oh wow,” Victoria choked. “There’s just so much…”
Julian waited until he’d coaxed every last contraction and his shaft had stopped jumping and thumping in the back of Naomi’s throat. Then he withdrew, wiping what was left of his come against one side of Naomi’s cheek. It was a move he’d done before.
“You girls are the best,” Julian said, one hand on each of their heads. They were side by side now, face to face. As Victoria wiped the corner of her mouth with one forearm, he gently he pushed them together. “Now share it for me.”
No sooner had Naomi turned her head than she was being kissed. Victoria’s tongue slipped past her teeth, probing and exploring, pushing whatever come was left in her mouth into Naomi’s. It was hot as hell. Totally dirty. It was something Naomi had never done before, or even dreamed of doing… and yet here she was, swapping her lover’s load back and forth with one of her closest friends.
“TWO MINUTES!” came the shout from outside. Gage again, their unofficial timekeeper.
“I think we’re done here,” whispered Julian. “At least for now.”
They swallowed as Julian zipped up quickly, tucking himself back into his shorts. Then he reached a hand down to each of them and helped them to their feet.
“What happens in the closet?” asked Naomi.
“Stays in the closet!” Victoria laughed.
Julian merely shrugged. “Too bad. Because I’d like to continue some of this little adventure outside of the closet. You know… when we have more room.”
The door opened and almost instantly they were blind. Everything outside the darkened closet seemed ten times brighter than before.
“They’re coming out early,” said Gage. “I don’t know if that’s a good sign or a bad one.”
Melissa laughed. “If I know my husband, he probably finished something early.”
Julian’s mouth curled into a smirk as he made his way back to the table. The girls, a little redder than normal, said nothing.
“Alright,” Corey said when they were all seated again. “Who goes next?”
Eight
Three turns later Naomi was hornier than ever. Her legs were still shaking. Her pussy, still dripping wet. Every time Julian looked her way she was reminded of his thick fingers, churning and thrusting, deep inside her.
And now she was sharing secret, sexy looks with Victoria, too.
“You rolled a six,” Melissa said. “Not a four.”
Gage looked forlorn. Rather than draw an Action Card, he stood to lose a turn. “Are you sure?”
“Not really,” she laughed. “This is my third glass of wine.”
“So I can move four then?”
“Fuck if I care,” Melissa smiled, raising her glass.
Gage reached for his card, pausing only to notice Julian had both arms wrapped around his topless wife. His hands had moved up to her breasts. His fingers were tracing gentle circles around the surface of both nipples, raising little pink bumps on her areola.
Darius was watching the whole scene intently. Corey too. Both men looked hungry and they weren’t trying to hide it.
This won’t be a game for much longer, Naomi realized.
“Suck on the fingers of the person to your right or left…”
Gage read his card then immediately turned to Victoria. This time she smiled and extended her arms.
“Pick a hand.”
He shifted to face her, then reached out and grabbed her by the left wrist. Immediately she pulled away.
“No silly. Wrong one.”
Victoria grinned slyly and extended her right arm. Gage took her hand and began kissing her fingers one at a time. At some point she extended her middle and pointer fingers and slipped them straight into his mouth.
His eyes went wide with recognition.
“Yes,” she chuckled softly. “It’s exactly what you think it is.”
Naomi couldn’t help but laugh also. He was sucking on the same fingers Victoria had been using on herself. The ones she’d slipped beneath her own
skirt as she used her other hand to stroke Julian’s cock and balls.
Gage’s eyes lit up. He didn’t stop sucking though.
“What the hell happened in that closet, anyway?” joked Darius.
Victoria laughed at him. “Wouldn’t you like to know…”
Naomi watched the atmosphere change as the rest of the clothing came off. Darius was down to boxers only. Victoria, down to her panties.
“Can I keep playing if I’m naked?” asked Melissa. Her husband was already helping her out of the last of her clothes.
“We’d be disappointed if you didn’t,” Corey smirked.
The next red card was pretty daring. Victoria drew it, and had to scan it twice before reading it aloud.
“If there’s a sex toy in the house,” she read, “use it on the player of your choice. If you use it on yourself, take an extra turn.”
Everything went quiet as her eyes shifted to Naomi questioningly. Melissa giggled.
“If you think Naomi doesn’t have a sex toy…”
Naomi blushed, but quickly realized there wasn’t really anything to be embarrassed about. She disappeared into her bedroom and returned with her favorite vibrator.
“It may be small,” she explained, “but it goes really fast.”
She held up the small purple mini-vibrator and clicked the power switch. A high-pitched buzzing noise filled the room.
“So it gets the job done?” Julian asked.
“Oh yeah.”
Naomi was still a definite shade of red as she handed the sex toy to Victoria. With all eyes watching, she slipped it beneath the waistband of her panties and touched it against her clit.
Her eyes closed. She inhaled sharply.
For ten seconds or so, the room was deathly silent… all except for the intermittent buzzing of the vibrator.
“Wow,” she gasped, her eyes fluttering open. They had a glazed look to them now. “How long do I have to do this?”
Corey picked up the card and re-read it. “Doesn’t really say.”
“Good. ‘Cause I’m keeping it.” She gulped hard and looked at Naomi. “At least for a while.”
Everyone laughed. All except Gage, who seemed fascinated watching the show as it unfolded right beside him. Victoria’s hand was moving against her panties. Up and down, in and out…
“You’d better roll again before you come all over the dice,” laughed Melissa.
Nine
Around the room they went, each player moving his or her piece ever-closer to the final square. Naomi was getting nervous. It looked like the game might end before they got to experience too much more.
“Let’s skip the blue cards from now on,” Melissa blurted. It was like her friend had totally read her mind. “From this point forward, red cards only.”
No one seemed to object. Especially not Victoria, who by now was working Naomi’s vibrator against her clit in tight, quick circles.
“Skip me…” she gasped, when the dice were pushed her way. “Come back to me next turn.”
Corey rolled. He moved his piece and slid it an extra space so he could intentionally draw an Action Card. Either nobody noticed, or nobody cared.
“Fire and Ice,” he read aloud. They watched him open and close his mouth as he suddenly stopped reading. Soon everyone was looking at him curiously. Gage with the first one to speak.
“What is it?”
“Uhh…”
“C’mon,” Melissa urged, “spit it out.”
Naomi watched as her husband’s mouth curled into a grin. “Funny you should say ‘spit’…”
“Tell us!”
“Okay,” he breathed, “here goes: Fire and Ice. Pick any player, and get them to give you either a hot-beverage blowjob or an ice cube blowjob.” He looked around the room, checking out everyone’s reaction. “Five minutes max.”
The not-so-stunned silence was finally broken by Melissa. “So you’re picking Julian?” she teased, elbowing her husband.
Corey laughed. “Fuck no,” he went on. “I’d take Darius way before him.”
“Softer lips,” Melissa conceded. “I concur.”
The room fell silent again. All joking aside, it was the first really serious card. Everyone was looking at Corey expectantly.
“So who do you really pick?” Melissa asked.
Corey shifted uncomfortably. “Now remember,” he said, “you can always choose to refuse an action card.”
“Yeah yeah, we know. Now tell us.”
He paused again, looking from Melissa slowly back to his wife. His eyes shifted over to Victoria, who was still busy working herself over with Naomi’s vibrator.
“Pick or we’re picking for you,” Melissa said.
“Fine. I’m going with Victoria.”
Naomi watched for Gage’s reaction. It was a controversial decision. She knew there would be jealousy there. Then again, she couldn’t blame her husband. He’d already gotten blown by both her and Melissa.
“Nothing quite like the feel of something new,” Melissa quipped. “Right?”
Everyone’s gaze shifted back to Victoria once again.
“I— I—”
Her whole body shook. It folded over as she lurched forward, jamming the vibrator against her clit.
“I… Oh my God…”
The six of them looked on as Victoria’s body was rocked by a violent, quivering orgasm. Her thighs clamped shut around her own hand as she moaned and groaned through a long, shuddering climax.
“Ohhh…” she breathed, totally unaware she was being watched. Or rather, thought Naomi, it was like she simply didn’t care.
“Wow,” Gage finally said. “That was…”
“Hot?” Darius finished.
“Yes. Very.”
It took more than a few moments for Victoria to recover. When she finally did, her eyes fluttered dreamily.
“Wh—What were you guys just saying?”
“That you’ve been dared to blow Corey,” Julian said. “Hot or cold, your choice.”
She was still confused. “Blow Corey? Hot or cold?”
“Nevermind,” Melissa said finally. “You’re still coming down from cloud nine. Sit tight. We got this.”
Before Victoria could understand what was going on, Melissa turned to Naomi and smirked. “What do you say we take the bullet for her? Together?”
Together.
She glanced up at Corey. It sounded perfect, actually.
“You want hot or cold?”
Melissa laughed as she leapt to her feet. “Doesn’t matter to me,” she said, reaching out for her friend. “Come on, let’s hit the kitchen. I’ll let you pick.”
Ten
Gathering the ice cubes was easy. Heating up a cup of hot chocolate took a little longer.
By the time the microwave finished beeping, the two of them were kneeling before Corey. Naomi reached through the front of his boxers and pulled her husband’s cock out, which was already almost fully hard.
“Excited much?” Melissa quipped. She had three or four ice cubes jammed in her mouth.
“Of course,” Corey said. He leaned back in his chair to get comfortable. “It’s not every day a man gets a Fire and Ice blowjob.”
Naomi took a big sip of the hot chocolate and swirled it all around the inside of her mouth. “Double blowjob,” she corrected him before swallowing. “And you can thank Victoria for the rule-breaking substitution.”
She went down on him quickly, trying to keep the heat from escaping her mouth. Corey groaned loudly as her piping hot mouth closed over the top half of his cock.
“Holy FUCK!”
At about the same time, Melissa’s mouth closed over the thick base of Corey’s erection. She let her ice-cold tongue roam wetly over his balls, causing them to shrink up into his body like a pair of frightened puppies.
“What’s wrong?” Julian laughed. “Doesn’t my wife give good head?”
“You know damned well she does,” Corey managed to say. “But right n
ow… oh God… wow, that feels really fucking good!”
They continued dancing over his cock with their mouths, trading off top to bottom. Melissa sucked the head into her mouth, the ice cubes rapidly melting as he grunted and pulled on her hair. Naomi kissed and licked the shaft, stopping now and then to take more of the steaming chocolate into her eager, churning mouth.
“This… this is…”
“The best game you ever played?” Victoria laughed.
“Yes,” agreed Corey. “Oh fuck yes.”
They kept blowing him, kept switching up. At one point they even swapped duties, with Melissa taking what was left of the hot chocolate and Naomi filling her mouth with crushed ice. It felt especially cruel, going down on her husband like this… feeling the warmth of his skin pressing against her icy tongue or the frozen roof of her mouth. But for some strange reason it only made him harder.
“Four minutes,” Gage warned, looking at the timer. When Corey shot him a scathing look he seemed almost apologetic. “Sorry bro.”
“Can you come in the next sixty seconds?” Victoria asked.
“More like can they make him come?” Julian challenged. “C’mon baby, you can do it. I know you can.”
In the end, they did everything they could. The abandoned the fire and ice part of the challenge and began sucking and licking Corey from every angle. It was wet. Slutty. Totally the way he liked it. But his dick was just too numb — too rock hard from all the ice and cold stimuli — to even come close to an orgasm.
“BZZZZZ!” Gage said, trying to mimic the sound of a buzzer. “Sorry buddy. Thanks for playing though. We’ve got some lovely parting gifts.”
Naomi and Melissa glanced at each other in mock defeat. Reluctantly, they stood back up.
“DAMN,” Corey swore, looking down at his still-hard cock. “This is bullshit!”
“Sorry baby,” Naomi said placatingly. She patted the top of his erection with her warm palm. “Rules are rules.”
The funniest part was watching Corey try to jam his dick back into his shorts. It took another minute or two of not touching it before he could maneuver it at all.