by Jamie Hunter
“Fine,” he grumbled. “I got totally fucked that turn, by the way.”
“Or not fucked,” Darius pointed out with a grin. “Depending on how you look at it.”
Her husband sighed, and Naomi felt just a little bit sorry for him.
“Just shut up and go,” Corey snapped. But his expression still registered the slightest hint of a smile.
Eleven
The game had progressed to all new territory, and everyone knew it. The end — one way or the other — was close at hand, and most of the players were silently wondering how best to get there.
Naomi glanced around her circle of friends one final time. She’d just given Corey, her husband, a double-blowjob in full view of everyone — including Melissa’s husband. Which really meant nothing to the four of them anyway, since they’d been screwing each other for weeks.
But what about the others?
Darius, she knew, was only waiting for the last shoe to drop. He’d already been with Melissa a bunch of times, and had screwed Naomi’s brains out in the cheapest of all possible motels. He had his eyes on Victoria, as an all new conquest. Julian did too, because Naomi knew the taste he’d gotten in the closet just hadn’t been enough.
That left Gage, who’d been wanting Victoria ever since their failed blind date. Some heavy chemistry had developed between them over the course of the game, but now Naomi wondered how he’d take what came next.
And what does come next?
Her pulse quickened. What came next was a full-blown foursome. Only with six people. Probably spread out over the floor of their living room, or bedroom, or—
An orgy.
There, she said it. Or rather, she thought it. The word seemed foreign to her, and somehow forbidden. Such a small little word, too. A filthy word… a word that seemed so much bigger than its monosyllabic four tiny letters.
“Action Card,” Melissa exclaimed, after rolling again. She’d scooped up the dice suspiciously fast though.
She read the card silently to herself before her mouth spread into an evil smile.
“All you Can Eat,” she chuckled aloud. “Go down on a partner of your choice, for as long as you want, in full view of everyone.”
“Go down, huh?” smirked Julian. “Seems to be a lot of that going around, don’t you thin—”
“Victoria!” Melissa blurted, cutting him off.
Still reeling from her self-induced orgasm, Victoria stirred. “Hmm?”
“You,” Melissa declared. She threw the card casually over her shoulder. “I choose you.”
Victoria’s expression changed yet again. She looked a little surprised — but not reluctant — to hear the news.
“Me?”
“Yes.”
“You want to go down on me,” she stated. “Right here? Right now?”
Melissa shrugged. “What can I say? Looks like you already warmed yourself up for me. Right now you look juicy. Delicious.”
Everyone stared down, to where Victoria’s panties were soaked through from her bout with the mini-vibrator. Now she did blush. In fact, she turned bright red.
“You could refuse of course,” Melissa told her. “And I’d understand if you didn’t want—”
“Come on then,” she smiled, rolling her panties down her porcelain white thighs. “Be my guest.”
Melissa got up, and Naomi could see her trying to figure out the logistics of what she was about to do. Her kitchen chairs weren’t exactly super-comfortable. Neither was kneeling on the hard floor.
“Why don’t we take this to the living room?” she suggested.
Everyone hesitated… but only for a moment. The dice were dropped, and the room filled with the sound of seven chairs scraping suddenly backward.
Naomi jumped as Julian’s hand found it’s way to her ass for a quick, playful smack. “Solid idea,” he proclaimed.
Twelve
Once in the living room, everything changed.
Corey arrived ahead of them, to dim the lights. He also scattered a few pillows and cushions over the floor, so the girls could spread out and take advantage of the extra room.
It was also, Naomi knew, so the rest of them could sit on her sectional couches and watch.
Melissa wasted no time in diving between Victoria’s legs. She spread her friend’s thighs wide, her jaw moving slowly to the rhythm of her writhing hips.
“That’s so fucking hot,” Darius murmured, not wanting to break the spell. “Just look at them together…”
Soft music began playing, somewhere in the background. Corey again, working one of the remote control ‘gadgets’ Naomi had laughed about when he first installed them.
She wasn’t laughing now.
Down on the floor, Victoria’s long dark hair spilled out in a beautiful fan beneath her head. She was moaning softly. Cooing like a dove beneath Melissa’s talented tongue.
And you know just how talented that tongue is, Naomi chuckled to herself. Don’t you?
It was true. Melissa had introduced her to the world of girl-on-girl sex, and rather recently too. The surprise of Melissa being bisexual had added a whole new facet to their four-way relationship.
Watching Victoria with Melissa didn’t make her jealous though. Not like watching her friend go down on Julian in the closet had.
But why?
It wasn’t easy to explain. In short, she’d found him first. She’d done him first. Experienced him first. Been the first one to break into the world of spouse swapping and hotwifing and whatever else it was called. Corey had seen to that by signing her Hall Pass.
Within their small circle of friends, Julian would always be especially hers. And yet he belonged to Melissa first, of course. And to the other women they’d swung with, too.
There was really no reason to be jealous.
Even so, Naomi still couldn’t untwist that little knot of excitement in her stomach. She decided to relax and let it go. Allow it to enhance the whole experience for her, rather than hinder it.
Gage, who was sitting beside her, suddenly leaned forward. “Damn,” he whispered into her ear. “I didn’t think she’d do it…”
Naomi looked down. The two girls having sex on her living room floor had somehow rolled into a sixty-nine, with Melissa on top. Victoria was busy from underneath, spreading Melissa’s cheeks with both hands and eagerly lapping away at her pussy.
“She done this before?” Gage was asking.
Naomi shook her head. “Don’t think so.”
“Well she looks like a natural.”
They watched for a while, just enjoying the spectacle. Soaking up all the beauty and sensuality of what was happening before them. Then Naomi felt a hand on her leg. It moved upward boldly, sliding between her smooth warm thighs.
She turned, and Julian was right there. Kissing her. Probing her mouth with his tongue. She leaned into him and away from Gage, throwing every ounce of passion and longing into the deep, soulful kisses she was now giving her lover.
“Jesus…” she heard Gage say. He’d finally realized what was happening. Or at least, what had been happening all around him, that he’d somehow, for some reason, not been a part of.
At least not yet.
Julian’s hand was already between her legs, pulling her panties aside. He leaned over Naomi’s body, to whisper to Gage.
“Do you want to fuck her?”
It took her a moment to realize who he was referring to. She watched Julian point a finger downward, toward Victoria.
Gage blinked. He didn’t know what to say.
“I said, do you want to—”
“Yes,” he admitted.
Julian smiled triumphantly. “Then go get her.”
He nodded to his wife, who looked up from between Victoria’s outstretched thighs. She grinned and motioned Gage over. She even pushed Victoria’s legs further apart for him.
Relief flooded through Naomi as Julian turned his attention back to her. He slipped a finger inside her and held it there for
a moment, then slowly began pumping it in and out.
“I’m going to fuck her too,” he whispered into Naomi’s ear. The knot of jealousy tightened again, but so did the feelings of lust and desire. “But not until I have you first.”
He rolled onto her, pressing her into the couch. Spreading her open. Taking her right there, right in front of everyone.
Down on the floor, Gage was doing the same. She saw Melissa dismount, and Victoria glance up as Gage positioned himself between her legs. They looked at each other. She nodded. He pushed himself forward, letting out a long, satisfied breath as he slid right in.
“Looks like we all win this game,” Corey said from beside her.
Naomi grinned. The couch bounced gently as Julian screwed her in slow, circular motions.
“Especially you girls,” her husband said, guiding his cock against her lips. “There’s three of you… and four of us.”
Thirteen
It was hard doing several things at once. Luckily, Naomi had become very good at multi-tasking.
Sucking her husband while fucking her lover was something she’d done before — more than once, too. And just like every time it blew her completely away… brought her to all new heights of sensuality, lust, even love.
She loved Julian, that was true. But she loved him in the most amazing, friendship type of way. He was a friend with benefits, but a friend to whom she could also surrender. One she could give herself over to, mind, body, and soul.
And then there was Corey, her husband. He was her lover too, but also her soulmate. If what she had with Julian was pure sex, she had the same with Corey and then some. Corey elicited feelings that could never be supplied by another. Life experiences shared on such deep emotional levels, there was never any fear of wrecking her marriage.
And to think this whole thing started with a game…
Naomi laughed, even as they spitroasted her over the arm of the couch. Julian behind her, pumping away. Corey sifting his hands through her hair, guiding himself in and out of her mouth… straight down her throat. It made her so hot. So dripping wet…
A Hall Pass. A license to open up, to share. To double the pleasure and double the opportunity.
She glanced down, to where Gage and Victoria were now screwing wildly. They were kissing like lost lovers, making out like teenagers as they fucked on her living room floor. Whatever inhibitions her friend might’ve once had were long since gone. They’d been left behind… probably somewhere in Naomi’s coat closet.
Julian and Corey switched positions. She mounted her husband, reverse cowgirl so she could still watch the action, while Julian stood up to feed her his thick cock.
“I’m… I’m going to come…” she gasped.
“Come baby,” Corey urged. His fingers dug into the flesh of her hips, driving her hard into his lap. “Come all over me…”
She did, and it was deliriously good. For about a dozen hard strokes Naomi sped up, taking her husband deeper and deeper, sucking Julian as far down her throat as she could. She came in an explosion of heat and wetness, screwing down against Corey’s sticky wet lap, waiting to see if he’d follow suit and go off inside her.
He didn’t though. Somehow, he held out.
“You want her next?” Julian asked, jerking a thumb over at Victoria.
“No,” Corey smiled. He nodded in the direction of Melissa, who was busy getting dogged hard by Darius. “I’m taking your wife next.”
Julian grunted as he popped himself from Naomi’s mouth. “Good. Because like Gage, I’ve been dying to fuck her since the first time we played.”
They left her spent on the couch, legs slightly parted, dripping with her own wetness. Naomi’s chest heaved with the exertion of riding Corey so hard. It didn’t help that she was also out of breath from her mind-numbing orgasm.
Look at this…
For several minutes she just lay there, content to watch. Julian mumbled something to Gage about ‘moving over’, and took his place between Victoria’s legs. There was no more jealousy now; nothing but enraptured interest as she watched her lover slide into another woman. Nothing but lust in her heart as Julian flipped Victoria over and pounded into her from behind… all while Gage kept kissing and touching and occasionally feeding her from the front.
There was a moment when she and her friend locked eyes, and Victoria flashed her a knowing look. It was a look that said she knew. That she came here tonight knowing something, and perhaps hoping for exactly what she was getting right now. She was handling her first threesome — or rather foursome — as best she could, and with every bit as much fervor as Naomi had hoped. By the time it was over she’d fucked everyone in the room, including Corey, and had taken Julian’s first load deep inside her pussy.
“Need company?” Gage grinned up at her from the floor. He was still hard. Still hadn’t come yet.
Naomi spread her legs and smiled. “All yours.”
It was wild. No, it was beyond wild. She was opening herself up again, allowing yet another man to take her in ways she’d supposedly reserved for only her husband. And yet somehow? It was wholly natural. It seemed like nothing to lay back and receive the pleasure of their friend’s cock, all while watching Darius finish on Melissa’s breasts, or watching Corey take Julian’s sloppy seconds by plunging into Victoria.
“You wanted this,” Gage grunted, filling her up. He felt pleasantly thick inside her. “Didn’t you?”
Naomi didn’t answer. She only grinned, fucking him back, matching him thrust for thrust.
“You knew this would happen when you invited us over…”
Naomi scooted forward to the edge of the couch where the angle was better. She hooked her legs behind Gage’s tattooed body and shrugged.
“Maybe.”
“Not maybe,” Gage laughed. “Definitely.”
She could feel him swelling inside her. Getting bigger… closer to coming.
“You complaining?”
“No,” he said through clenched teeth. “Not at all.”
“Good.”
She fucked him harder, screwing him with all new passion and intensity. Somehow she’d gotten her second wind. Hell, she might just get a third.
“I guess nobody wins the Hall Pass,” Gage grunted. He was close now. Just seconds away.
Naomi tightened her inner muscles, squeezing him with the walls of her pussy. She watched Gage’s eyes unfocus. Giggled cheerily as she felt him go off like a rocket inside her.
“Honey,” she said, clutching his hard body tightly against hers. “Tonight everyone gets the Hall Pass…”
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