“Come on, Matt,” Kristin said. “Give us a good one.”
“Alright, alright, don’t rush me,” I replied, suddenly feeling nervous and not knowing what to say. “Never have I ever… flunked a test.”
That was lame as hell, and I was almost embarrassed that it was all I could come up with. The pressure in that room was unreal. I looked over as Amber blushed and pulled her glass to her lips, taking a drink. I turned to her, completely surprised that my studious wife had flunked a test.
“I flunked my midterm during Sociology 101,” she said, blushing. “What? I never claimed to be the smartest girl in any of my classes. It was pretty much the only bad mark I ever got on anything in college, though. You know how serious I took school. I knew that I only had one chance at it because my parents would not pay to repeat a class.”
“Okay, so what happened?” I looked at her and then over at Kristin, who had a smirk on her face.
“Yeah, Amber, why don’t you tell us what happened,” Kristin said with a smile.
“I was up the whole night before.” She shrugged, diverting her eye contact. “I was really tired.”
“And why were you up all night?” Kristin obviously knew what was going on.
“At first, it had started out as a homework session where Kristin was supposed to be helping me study for my exams,” she said, blushing. “However, Kristin started taking off her clothes, piece by piece, telling me that clothes were too distracting and that we would think better without the restraints. Then she had put her head in my lap to ‘rest her eyes,’ and before I knew it, we were in a full-out make out session on my bed.”
“Hey, my eyes were definitely resting.” Kristin laughed. “Why don’t you tell them why that interrupted any studying?”
“You are a pain in my ass,” Amber said, sticking her tongue out at Kristin. “So that make out turned into, like, a marathon sex session, and studying flew right out the window.”
“I remember that,” Jason said. “I walked in on Kristin eating you out and just slipped my cock right in.”
“Yeah, well, in the end, I passed the class with a B,” Amber said shaking her head. “I made up for the midterm with extra credit and hard work for the rest of the term. I still think that it was totally worth it at least once in my college career. That had definitely been an amazing night.”
“Yes. It. Had.” Kristin raised her glass.
I was sitting there listening to the stories, hearing the words right out of Amber’s mouth, and imagining it happening in my head, but I still just couldn’t believe it. Thinking about my wife locked away in her apartment, getting her pussy licked by Kristin, was not only extremely hot, but it was really hard to imagine. I didn’t blame Kristin at all, though, since I had ample experience tasting and licking Amber’s pussy, and it was definitely something that was enjoyable and arousing at the same time. The fact that Jason had joined in made it even harder to believe, though. From what it was starting to sound like, my innocent, Midwestern wife had been a college sex maniac. I knew that college was supposed to be that time that everyone let down their guard and experimented with sex on a different level than before, but I thought things like what they were describing only happened in movies and pornos, not actually in real life.
I kind of felt like I was hearing stories about someone other than Amber. Some crazy, hot schoolgirl getting all of her fantasies fulfilled. In reality, it didn’t seem that farfetched to think that Amber would have let her guard down for that kind of pleasure. I was intrigued, but not surprised, since her sex drive at the current time was insane, in a good way. We had sex at least once a day, and I looked forward to sneaking away from work so that I could go home and bend her over the counter and give it to her hard and fast. More times than not, we got off and then picked back up later that night, spending most of our free time rolling around in a tangle of limbs. Sex definitely hadn’t slowed down once we were married.
Most men would have a really hard time hearing about their wife’s past, especially when it included crazy amounts of group sex. I, on the other hand, liked to hear about these exploits, and instead of getting upset about it, it was making me more and more turned on at every turn. I had a really vivid imagination, and I knew my wife’s body inside and out, so imagining her getting her pussy licked by the sexy woman across the room from me was really simple for my mind to create. I could feel my cock getting hard in my pants, and with every drink and every question, we were all getting a little looser. Even Austin was leaning back, laughing and smiling as he listened to the stories. It made me curious about how the rest of the day and into the night was going to go.
There was nowhere for any of us to escape to with the storm still raging outside, and there didn’t seem to be any break from the alcohol in the foreseeable future. This was not something I ever thought I would do, but I wasn’t going to lie to myself. It was really exciting. I think whatever water Kristin was drinking had seeped over into me.
Chapter 19
Amber
I reached over and grabbed Matt’s hand, hoping to reassure him since he was probably thinking all kinds of things about me at that point. I had revealed a lot about my past and a lot about the sex that he never knew I had with the people in that room. I wanted to make sure that he was still secure in his feelings for me, and mine for him. It was important that he knew that I had chosen him over that lifestyle. I squeezed his hand hard, and I could feel him squeeze back, rubbing his other hand over my skin. Knowing that he was responsive to my concerns made me feel a hell of a lot better, but I also wanted to be easy with the rest of the stories. It wasn’t that I wanted to hold anything back, but delivery was definitely the key to success in that situation.
Suddenly, and to my complete surprise, he pulled on my hand and rubbed it down his crotch, under the blanket we had covered up with. At first, I wasn’t sure what to do, but quickly, I relaxed, remembering this man was my husband, and I could feel comfortable following whatever lead he had chosen to take. I could feel the erection in his pants throbbing, and I looked up at him with a surprised look. He had never made a move like that before when we were around other people, and it was really sexy. He smiled at me with reassurance, so I smiled back and squeezed strongly on his cock. He was really hard and really turned on, and I quickly realized that my stories were like an aphrodisiac to him. It was definitely not the reaction that I thought I would get, but I wasn’t going to complain about it at all.
His cock pulsated in the palm of my hand, even through the thin layer of clothing that he still had on. I squeezed again and pushed down, rubbing my hand down and back up the shaft again. He leaned his head back against the couch and closed his eyes, showing me that what I was doing was definitely feeling good.
“Hey, earth to Amber,” Kristin said, pulling my gaze back to her. “It’s your turn.”
“Yeah,” I said, clearing my throat and blushing.
Even though I knew I was about to get caught, I did not let go of his big, strong cock. It was just too much of a temptation. I watched as Kristin’s eyes scanned over Matt and me, stopping at the small bulge of my hand in the covers. She lifted one eyebrow and looked back at me with a knowing smile. There was no fooling this girl. I shrugged one shoulder and smiled back, not embarrassed one bit. I watched as Kristin stood up and walked over to Jason, snuggling down into his lap. He kissed her on the neck, and she closed her eyes, feeling her husband’s loving and erotic touch. Jason had never done something half ass, and I knew that he made it his mission to pleasure Kristin at every turn. They were definitely made from the same twisted mold, and I liked the fact that they were so confident in their relationship and their sexuality.
Kristin turned slightly and glanced over at me, biting her bottom lip. I could see then that she was slowly grinding her hips against her husband. She really had no shame, but at least in that moment, she was trying to be slightly discreet about it. Her knowledge of my hand on Matt’s dick had turned her on enough to want t
o feel herself rubbing against Jason’s cock. Her glare at me was pretty seductive as well, and I could feel the heat between my thighs getting warmer. It was probably that Jason’s cock was rock solid at that point. I could remember how hot Jason was that first night I had fucked him. He was shimmering with sweat, and his cock was fully erect, waiting for the next one of us to come over and climb on. His body was warm, and he smelled like cologne, sex, and whiskey, something that had turned me on ever since that day. That smell, weird to other people, was like a damn aphrodisiac to me. I was really hoping that I was going to get to see him like he was that first night again.
Just getting the visual brought the feeling between my legs. I could almost sense Jason’s big, hard cock sliding deep inside of me, thrusting up and down and bringing me almost to orgasm over and over until he let loose and let me have it. Not only did I hope I got to see him like that, but I really hoped that I got to feel that cock inside of me again. My own husband was clearly aroused by everything going on. We had sex a lot, but it wasn’t normal for him to just get a boner in the middle of a crowd. Maybe it was the story I had just told him about fucking my roommates. Maybe it was the visual he had, thinking about Kristin licking my pussy for hours that night. Maybe it was everything wrapped all into one. If he liked hearing all about it, maybe he would like acting it out as well. I felt comfortable enough at that point to be completely down with him watching me get fucked by other people. I even felt comfortable enough to watch him give it to Kristin or Jessica, like I knew he wanted desperately to do. I knew my husband, and though he had only ever had eyes for me, if I let go of the shackles, he would definitely feel amazing afterward.
“Never have I ever had two guys at once,” I said.
We watched and laughed as all of the guys sat silently, waiting for the others to take a drink. When none of them drank, they gave each other that silent but meaningful head nod. So, while us girls were completely down with licking each other raw, none of the guys had any kind of other tendencies. Jessica shrugged, holding her glass in her hand but not taking a drink, signifying that she had never had more than one guy at a time. Kristin, however, lifted her glass to her lips and took a big swig.
“Alright, Kristin, it’s your turn,” I said with a wink. “Tell your story,”
“Okay, well, I have to admit: I really like having more than one guy at once,” she said. “I’ve had threesomes, foursomes, and I’ve participated in orgies with Jason and other men before. Jason is always one of the dicks inside of me, though. It’s kind of what turns me on the most about it. I know if his dick is in me, all the rest is just extreme added pleasure.”
“Wow,” Jessica said, her mouth dropping open at the word orgy. “Okay, I have to know. What is an orgy really like? I mean, we have all seen pornos, heard the stories that dropped down the grapevine, but you never really have a chance to learn what they are really like from someone who has actually been there and done that. I don’t know if I am brave enough to be part of an orgy, at least, not one with a bunch of people that I have never met. I know how awkward first time sex can be with just one person.”
“Orgies are a bit different because people are there for one reason, and they are walking into it with no expectations, just ready to be pleasured,” Kristin said. “It’s a room full of aroused bodies, all writhing around one another, entirely bent on pleasure. Everyone there is present and ready to get and to give out an erotic and pleasurable experience. When there are new people, especially in groups that get together often, they take them in, make them feel comfortable and cared for. Usually, your first time is the least awkward of all because everyone wants to experience you.”
I sat back and listened as Kristin explained how orgies worked and gave some of her experiences being part of them. I knew nothing was ever that simple, but from the way that Kristin talked about orgies, I thought they sounded amazing. A bunch of people gathering together in a private place, leaving all their baggage and inhibitions at the door, and coming there just to seek and give pleasure. Who wouldn’t want to be involved in them? From the sound of it, there were even orgies strictly for married couples so that everyone knew there were certain rules to follow.
I could feel Matt leaning forward and wrapping his arms around my body and pulling me in close. I smiled and closed my eyes as he pressed his lips against my neck and kissed me all the way up to my ear. The erection he had was still there and stronger than ever, which turned me on in return.
“Would you like to be fucked by two men at once?” he whispered and nuzzled his nose against my skin.
I didn’t answer him at first. In my mind, I played out the scenario where Matt was fucking me at the same time as Jason. I thought about how hot it would be to have his cock in my mouth when I came on Matt’s dick. My breathing intensified a bit, and I reached down, squeezing Matt’s thigh.
“Hmm, you thinking about it right now? How it would feel to get fucked hard by two cocks at once? How it makes you orgasm like you’ve never experienced before in your life?”
I wriggled in my seat, gripping his thigh and feeling my heart start to race faster and faster. My pussy was hot and throbbing, and I wanted him to stop and take me right there on the couch, right in front of everyone. I wanted Jason to join in, and I wanted to see the girls all over Austin. Matt was starting to make it really hard to keep myself together and not completely give in to whatever Kristin had on her mind.
“You could have one cock in your pussy and the other one in your mouth,” he continued to whisper. “You could sit on someone’s face and get plowed from behind while you stroked that cock with your hand, teasing the man with your amazing lips. I can almost hear you right now, getting ready to come hard.”
Everything he was saying was exactly what was playing in my mind like a movie. I wasn’t sure if he knew just how hard he was turning me on, but he didn’t let up, leaning forward as he whispered, running his hand under the blanket and down between my legs. He squeezed my warm wet mound as he whispered in my ear and glanced around, very slowly grinding my hips against his fingers.
“Are you turned on?”
“You have no idea,” I whispered, leaning my head back and kissing him.
I was pretty sure I had never been that turned on in my entire life. Not the first time I fucked the group, not that hot night on the train, and not even earlier when Kristin was rubbing my pussy in the bathroom. I felt like I was going to burst right then and there, and I hoped that Kristin changed the subject or moved on because I wasn’t sure I could hold out much longer. It was like the biggest tease I had ever taken part in, and I didn’t even know if there would be a release at the end of it. One thing I knew, though, was that if it weren’t for the fact that Austin and Jessica weren’t on board with group sex, I’d be fucking Jason’s dick right then, running my lips over Matt’s and tasting Kristin’s sweet pussy.
Chapter 20
Jason
“Alright, my love,” Kristin said, looking at me. “It is your turn to ask the question.”
I smiled and kissed her on the cheek, turning and thinking hard about what I wanted to ask. It needed to be something really good, something that would push the group to open up even more about their interests, their thoughts, and something that would help my beautiful wife reach her goals with this plan of hers. We had been ramping up the sexual tension with all of these stories of fucking, questions about orgasms, and obvious playtime between the couples under their blankets, and we needed to make sure that stayed just as intense. I had always been really good at answering the questions, but never really good at asking them. Kristin was always the creative one.
She looked at me and winked, knowing I was trying to keep up the excitement that she had created. But how was I supposed to take “Never Have I Ever” to the next level? It didn’t push anyone to act on their desires. It just made it possible for everyone to open up verbally. It was much more difficult to act than it was to speak. Suddenly, a brilliant idea hit me, and I cou
ldn’t help the smile curling up on my lips. I knew exactly what I needed to do to take this up a notch, and hopefully, Kristin would follow my lead.
“Alright,” I said, rubbing my hands together. “Never have I ever… lost at Truth or Dare.”
I watched as several people lifted their glasses and took a drink. Kristin sipped hers and looked at me with a coy smile, obviously knowing exactly where I was going with that. That was why I loved her. She never missed a thing.
“What exactly do you mean by ‘losing’ at Truth or Dare?” Austin leaned forward, asking the question.
“I have never failed to complete a dare, no matter how crazy or outlandish it was,” I replied. “Even when I was a kid and we played the game.”
“I don’t know, that kind of sounds like a challenge,” Kristin said, following my lead. “Maybe it’s time that we switched up the game a little. I totally see a game of Truth or Dare and these drinks going down some very interesting roads in this snowed-in little cabin. Good job, honey. I like how you think.”
“Why, thank you,” I replied, kissing her lips and squeezing her hand.
“Are you guys serious? Are you really suggesting that we, a group of grown adults, play Truth or Dare? I don’t think I’ve played that game since I was a teenager, and definitely never with so much alcohol flowing.”
“Of course, that is what I am suggesting,” Kristin said, laughing hard. “I think it is exactly what we need to get our blood flowing and have a few laughs, or whatever goes along with it.”
“Alright,” Jessica sang, smiling back at Austin, who looked a little more than nervous at the idea of playing this game.
“Okay,” Kristin replied, rubbing her hands together and sitting up on her knees. “Jason, what do you pick? Truth or Dare? And remember, I am ruthless when it comes to this game, so make sure that you choose wisely. I will not hold back just because you are my husband.”
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