Better Than Chocolate
Page 5
“Time for your forfeit,” drawled her friend, obviously delighted that Liz had lost. “Over there and off with your clothes.”
She pointed to the corner of the room. Liz could see Joe and Carl throwing back their drinks and looking at Liz expectantly. It was OK for them; they weren’t about to get naked. Slowly Liz got to her feet and crossed the room, stepping behind the screen. She was playing for time. And teasing the others a little too, if she was honest
Liz and Joe had known when they agreed to join their friends for a weekend at a cottage in the country that is was likely there’d be more to it than long, muddy walks and reading in front of the fire. Nina had never hidden the fact that she and Carl were sexually adventurous, and Liz had always enjoyed watching Nina and Joe flirt. It made Joe more attractive to her.
“Perhaps we can share some playtime at the cottage,” Nina had suggested to Liz before they came away. Liz had been non-committal in reply. She knew things would change between them if they stepped over any unwritten boundaries. But it was tempting. It was hard not to fancy Carl. He was a tall, dark and handsome cliché. She’d often allowed herself to fantasize about sex with him. But sex with your best friend’s man was something you just didn’t do, wasn’t it?
The weekend had sizzled with sexual promise from the start. They’d all flirted like mad over dinner on Friday, played ‘Truth, dare, promise’, all revealing their filthiest fantasies. Their walk in the country on Saturday morning had been wet and playful. Nina had insisted Joe carry her over the worst of the puddles, and Liz had noticed Joe blush and nod when Nina whispered something in his ear. She was obviously plotting. And Liz was happy to let her continue. And now, here they were, on Saturday evening, sated with fine wine and good food, all expecting something more
The roaring log fire warmed the master bedroom, as they set up their game of poker, pouring cocktails and settling on cushions on the floor. The furnishings were rich. Deep burgundy velvet curtains hung at the windows and a Japanese screen stood in the corner of the room, no doubt to protect the modesty of the lady of the house. Someone suggested they play something like Canasta. To suit their surroundings. But that idea was quickly rejected. No one knew the rules
“And it’s hardly strip poker, now, is it?” added Nina.
They played in silence for some time. The only sound was that of the fire licking and spitting around the logs. Liz could feel a palpable tension between the four friends, she was sure they were all aware of it. It was a pleasurable tension, though. Anticipatory. They were waiting for a catalyst to get the ball rolling. And when she lost the final game, she realised she was the catalyst. It had been inevitable, really. She’d never had a poker face. Unlike Nina, who gave her an encouraging smile as she dismissed her to her fate behind the screen. The warmth of the fire hadn’t reached to the corners of the room, and she felt herself shiver with cold and excitement. Behind the screen, there was a small leather stool and a full-length ornate mirror, tilted slightly. Liz could see flames reflected in the glass, and shadows dancing over the ceiling. On the stool lay a black satin blindfold. Nina has thought of everything, smiled Liz, picking it up and turning it over in her hands. Laying it back on the stool for now, she began undressing slowly. The others were murmuring behind her – she didn’t dare wonder what they were saying. Once naked, she raised her head to appraise herself in the mirror. Her breasts were firm and high and her nipples hardened as she circled them with her forefingers. Then she ran her hands down her waist and over her full hips and round belly. She liked what she saw and felt. She pressed her right hand over her trimmed pussy hair and reached back for her slit and, caressing her clitoris, watched herself in the mirror
“Are you ready yet?” Carl’s voice called.
She ignored him. She’d bathed earlier with scented oils, anticipating what might happen tonight. Her skin shone, and felt soft to her touch. Increasing the rhythm of her fingers, her pussy tightened and throbbed and her juices ran down her fingers. She pushed her left hand deep inside her cunt. She could come now, quickly, if she wanted to. Just knowing that they were there, on the other side of the screen, waiting for her, was turning her on. It would be quick, easy. She tightened round her fingers. But if she continued now it would be over quickly. The possibility of much more pleasure awaited her on the other side of the screen. She needed to take a chance. To seal her fate. She picked up the blindfold and tied it round her head, finishing with a careful bow, then, feeling her way to the edge of her screen, she stepped out to face her audience.
The blackness was overwhelming. Defensively, she put her hands out in front of her, feeling only air, and took a few steps forward. She could hear low voices and rustling. When she’d left the others, they’d been sitting on cushions on a plush oriental rug in the centre of the room, lit only by the fire and a few candles.
“Wow,” Carl’s voice exclaimed. “You’re beautiful. Joe you are a lucky man.”
A hand took hers and led her across the room
“Sit, please.” Nina’s voice was firm. Liz sat on one of the high straight-backed chairs she’d noticed earlier. “Time to begin.”
Liz remained still. Her body was taut with anticipation. She sat upright in the chair. The flames from the fire flickered, offering her warmth again. Then someone took her hands and tied them behind the back of the chair. Another pair of hands pulled her arse forward slightly and pushed her legs apart, exposing her pussy. She surrendered herself, allowing the hands to position her; quite sure the surrender would be the start of something sweet.
Then someone kissed her. A deep, insinuating kiss. It was Nina. Her full, soft lips tasted sweet. The kiss became increasingly urgent, the tongue twisting around her own, teeth nibbling her lips. Liz’s body began to respond and she returned the kiss, her legs parting further as desire throbbed through her. Nina sat on her lap, their pussies touching. Nina’s soft thighs were naked too, the rustling sound she’d heard earlier had been clothes being discarded. The kissing continued. Liz wondered what the men were doing. Nina’s hands ran swiftly over the curves of Liz’s body, stopping to cup her breasts, then ran down her hips and along her thighs. Her touch was smooth but firm. Liz’s arousal was increasing, her skin sensitive to the lightest of touches. Her friend’s pussy pushed against her own, their pubic hair becoming entwined as they pulsed against one another
Liz groaned with desire, wishing to touch her friend in return, to grind her fingers into her soft wetness. Nina’s hand reached down to Liz’s slit and parted her lips, exploring her folds. Liz writhed with excitement. Her friend’s touch was delicious. She knew how to please another woman. Her fingers circled Liz’s clitoris then pinched it gently, sending shocks of pleasure through her body.
“I want to touch you,” groaned Liz, pulling away from the kiss. Her lips felt bruised
“Keep still,” replied Nina. “There’s two men here happy to deal with me.”
Liz moaned her response, her juices flowing over Nina’s fingers and she gave herself up to the moment. Then she felt two mouths on her breasts. Carl and Joe. She pushed her chest forward, wanting them to devour her. She recognised Joe’s tongue as it circled her nipple, slowly, sweetly. Carl’s mouth was rougher, nibbling, biting, attempting to take her entire breast in his mouth. She felt both men’s hardness press into her hips and she pulled against her restraints
“Time to release her?” Carl asked, acknowledging that Nina was in charge.
“Yes,” she answered. “She’s ready. It’s time for her to please us.”
Moments later, Liz’s hands were freed. Reaching sideways she found both men’s cocks standing erect, ready for her hands to take them. Knowing exactly how to caress Joe to bring him to a long, slow climax; she would do the same with Carl. So she ran her hands down their whole length, cupped their balls and ran her fingers back to the tips, where moist beads of come lay. Then she firmly squeezed and pulled on them both, increasing her speed, feeling their balls tighten, knowing that she was bringing
them both close to melting point
Then Liz gasped as she felt Nina’s fingers push inside her. Her pussy pulsed with desire around her friend’s fingers as they slid in and out of her. She matched the rhythm on the men’s cocks.
“I think it’s time to remove her blindfold, boys.” Nina instructed
A deft hand untied the bow behind Liz’s head and she shook her hair free. The sight before her only served to increase her desire
Both men were close to climax. Joe was finger-fucking Nina in return for the pleasure being given to his girlfriend. Nina smiled at her friend as she rode her boyfriend’s fingers. Then she pulled away from him
“Just need to check on your readiness, Liz,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. Liz continued to stroke the two men as her friend buried her face in her pussy. Nina licked and sucked her clit, drinking in her friend’s juice, circling deep into her cunt. The feeling was exquisite; Liz was close to melting, ready for surrender. Just as the waves of her orgasm threatened to tighten round Nina’s tongue, her friend withdrew. She nodded at Carl. Pulling himself from Liz’s grasp, he gave himself some quick strokes with his right hand and knelt before her. Nina took his place at her side and began circling her clitoris again. Holding her thighs, Carl began to push inside her. She groaned as he filled her, moving slowly at first, then faster, thrusting into her, fucking her hard.
Nina led her friend’s hand to her own dripping pussy, pushing her fingers deep into her cunt. Liz was happy to be led, seeing from the look of pleasure on Nina’s face that her release was close.
Joe was the first to climax, with Liz’s expert ministrations. He groaned as he came over her hand and she smiled as she slowly licked the familiar tasting come from her fingers. He rested his head against her breast, taking her nipple between his lips
Liz turned her full attention to Nina, taking one heavy breast into her mouth as she continued to finger fuck her. She watched as her friend climaxed, feeling the rush of juice and her tightening round her hand. In turn, Liz felt waves of pleasure rush through her, her own pussy tightening around Carl’s cock. She looked at Nina’s face, twisted now with desire. Her friend’s pleasure gave her permission to let go completely and she threw back her head and groaned as her orgasm pulled Carl into her throbbing, tightening pussy, and drew him to his own climax
A few moments later, they fell to the floor in a tangle of warm, wet limbs, each satisfied, for now. Nina was the first to speak.
“Well, here’s to fucking with friends,” she raised a glass, then drained it. “More poker, anyone?”
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