“Easy enough.” Emily reclined on it with her hands resting on her stomach.
“Now then.” Richard walked around so he was behind her head. Reaching over her, he untied the front of her romper and pulled the laces free of their loops. Without the string there to hold the two sides together, the fabric gaped open and revealed her breasts.
Duke said, “Baring it all.”
Richard shook his head as he circled his fingers around Emily’s nipples. She licked her lips, liking this charade. It seemed like the time for stretching was over.
Bree asked, “Nipple play?”
“That’s not an idiom,” Richard snapped.
“Sorry. I can’t help that you suck at this.”
Emily said with a giggle, “He’s not sucking at anything yet.”
Claudia and Bree joined in her amusement.
Richard said, “Ha. Ha. Keep guessing.” He framed Emily’s breasts and jiggled them.
Bree said, “Breast play.”
Duke said, “Still not an idiom. Where’s your mind at?”
“The same place as yours, Mr. No-Pants.”
“I’m in good company, then.”
Emily said, “Since I know Lucas made the cards, nothing he put in there would say breasts because he prefers the word tits.”
Richard nodded.
Claudia said, “Hey, wait. Is she allowed to guess?”
Lucas said, “Rich didn’t tell her the card. She’s just helping him. So yeah.”
Richard scooped his hands so he held as much of Emily’s breasts as he could and lifted.
Emily arched her chest up, thinking that’s what he wanted her to do. At the same time, she figured out the answer. She said, “Tits up.”
“Got it.” Richard gave her nipples a quick squeeze.
Lucas shuffled through the cards again. “Let’s step things up a notch, shall we? Here you go, Em.”
She sat up, not bothering to her relace her top, and took the card. “Oooh.”
Duke gripped his dick in his fist and gave it a few pumps. “I like the sound of that.”
She crooked her finger at him, beckoning him to her.
“I like this even better.” Duke went to the ottoman and presented her with his erection.
She placed a kiss on the tip. “Not yet. I’m going to tell you the clue just so you don’t ruin it.” She got on her knees to put herself closer to Duke’s ear and whispered the answer to him and how she wanted to play it.
He said, “I knew I liked this.”
Claudia said, “That guarantees it’s sex-based, whatever it is.”
Emily shuffled to the middle of the ottoman. Spreading her knees, she unzipped the crotch of her romper. She had to reach around to undo it completely because the zipper ended at her lower back. A little wiggle of her hips and the fabric parted so her bare pussy and ass were on full display.
Her aware self didn’t realize the zipper was a wraparound, thinking it ended where a normal zipper would. She also hadn’t noticed not putting on panties when she’d gotten dressed because Lucas had told her to skip them.
Richard let out a low whistle.
Lucas said, “I told you we got that from DIY. It was in there for a reason.”
Emily rolled to a sitting position with her knees up and her thighs spread to her audience. She combed her fingers through the sparse curls covering her mons. She wanted to run her fingers over her damp slit but knew Lucas would stop her. He wanted to have game night. That meant playing the game until it got to the part she liked.
Richard, Bree and Claudia said, “Bush.”
Duke said, “And a lovely bush it is too.” He climbed onto the ottoman and knelt facing the couch with Emily between his legs.
The position gave Emily a perfect view of his firm ass. She decided to return the favor from earlier and gripped it.
“Hey now.” Duke startled and glanced at her. “I thought we weren’t at that point yet.”
She winked at him and continued squeezing.
“Uh huh. Carry on then.” He faced front and leaned forward. With a light tap, he bounced the tip of his dick on the side of her mons where the hair ended. He did it again on the other side and then above it.
Emily couldn’t help jutting her hips. She wanted Duke inside her as much as he wanted to be there. Instead they teased each other.
Bree said, “Beating around the bush.”
Emily said, “Correct.”
Duke asked, “Can we move on to beating the bush?”
Lucas said, “Not in the cards. It’s Bree’s turn.” He held out a card. “I think you’ll appreciate this. Em, don’t bother getting up.”
Duke gave up his seat with a few under-breath grumblings that made Emily chuckle. She sympathized. No one wanted this to move along more than her. She hoped Bree’s clue would make that happen. From the wicked grin Bree wore, Emily guessed her wish was about to come true.
Bree’s eyes sparkled when she faced Emily, who recognized that expression from their days as college roommates. Only one thing put that look on her friend’s face.
Emily’s clit twitched in anticipation. She didn’t know what the clue was. All she cared about was how Bree planned to act it out.
Bree sat on the ottoman beside Emily. Starting at Emily’s right knee, Bree trailed the fingers down the inside of her thigh. “It’s been a long time.”
Lucas said, “No talking.”
“Sorry.” Bree didn’t appear sorry. She didn’t act like it either with way she petted Emily’s mons in long slow caresses that started with the tips of her fingers brushing Emily’s clit.
Richard said, “If this is part of the charade, I have no clue what it could be and I’m okay with that.”
Duke and Claudia made sounds of agreement. Emily would have too if she wasn’t fighting the urge to beg for more. She looked at Lucas, who arched an eyebrow at her. Message received. So long as she went along with the game, he wouldn’t use the coin to make her behave the way he wanted. That meant keeping her mouth shut.
Bree motioned to Emily’s pussy with her free hand while she continued petting. Petting. Emily gasped softly. She knew what Bree was doing but didn’t say it. If no one guessed the answer, this would keep going. Then again, this might be all Bree did until someone figured it out.
Emily knew she hadn’t misinterpreted Bree’s earlier expression. That look meant one thing and one thing only. She didn’t want to guess the answer and end the fun but she would move things along. “Cat.”
Bree nodded.
Claudia said, “Ahhhh. That’s what she was doing. Petting Emily’s pussy.”
Bree pointed to her mouth and stuck out her tongue.
Richard said, “Tongue. Oh! It’s—”
“Shut it!” Emily barked.
At the same time, Claudia yelled, “No you don’t.”
Bree glared at him.
Richard jerked back. “Well damn.” He glanced at Lucas. “Is that allowed?”
Lucas said, “You gotta ask yourself which is more important—what Bree is about to do or getting the correct answer?”
“Shutting up now.”
“That’s what I thought.” Lucas made an offering gesture. “Ladies.”
Bree slid off the ottoman to her knees and moved between Emily’s legs.
“I would also like to point out there is no time limit. Feel free to keep going until someone guesses the answer.”
Emily said, “That someone better keep his mouth shut until I say otherwise.”
Richard said, “Yes ma’am. You know I would never interrupt your fun. This kind of reminds me of the good old days. Remember that, Lucas?”
Lucas said, “Fondly.”
Emily remembered them too—back in college when she and Bree were roommates and a simple game of spin the bottle at a frat party had broken down the barrier of cordiality between them. Emily and Bree had been sharing a room but that was it. They hadn’t spoken more than a few words to each other in passing. After
the soft kiss they’d shared in front of hooting and hollering partygoers, that had all changed.
Another kiss in the privacy of their dorm room—just to see if the spark of arousal they’d both felt had been the booze or them—had escalated to hesitant touches and finally had led to exploring each other’s bodies for the better part of the night. Thus had started their physical relationship.
For a few days, Emily and Bree had thought it might be a romantic attraction and had tested the theory doing all the other things couples did—dinners out, movies and so on. It hadn’t taken long to figure out the only thing they wanted was pleasure. They had been in lust for each other. A lust that had built from the first day they’d met, though neither admitted it until they’d shared that kiss. A lust that didn’t wane when Emily had started dating Lucas and Bree had hooked up with Richard.
The addition of boyfriends had simply added a new layer of fun to their encounters. Double dates had been code for getting a hotel room together and fucking until checkout time, interchanging partners and converging in a tangled pile.
Graduation, marriage, day jobs and children had brought it all to an end. Richard’s job moving them to a new state had been the final indicator that the old days had ended. By the time his job moved him and Bree back, the women had settled into platonic friendship. That last semester of college became one of those wild-days stories none of them talked about.
With the help of Lucas’ coin, they were doing more than talking about it now. Bree held Emily’s ass and ducked her head for a slow, searching lick that started at the bottom of Emily’s slit and ended with Bree circling the tip of her tongue around Emily’s clit. Emily let out a sighing whimper that matched the one Bree made—a vocalization of the same thought.
At last.
Emily had missed Bree’s touch. The way Bree pressed her face against Emily’s pussy as she lapped quickly at Emily’s clit said she had as well. A yearning that had been building for the last few years wouldn’t be sated with a single round of lip service, but it was a wonderful start in which Emily luxuriated.
Richard said, “Damn, Bree. If you’re hungry, there’s still some food left.”
Bree made a negative noise followed by a happy purr as she sucked at Emily’s nub. She lifted her gaze to Emily’s, conveying a single thought with her eyes—this was only the beginning. They’d reopened the door. Closing it again wouldn’t be allowed.
Emily sat up enough so she could thread her fingers through Bree’s silken brown hair. The gentle caress conveyed Emily’s agreement. Gripping her hair and using it to hold Bree in place, Emily expressed how close she was to orgasm.
“Coming,” Emily said before gasping several mouthfuls of air. “Oh coming. Coming.”
Bree pulled free of Emily’s hold and backed away while employing two fingers to continue where her tongue had left off. Emily bucked as the climax claimed her. Liquid release rushed from her channel past Bree’s shoulder.
“There it is,” Duke said, laughing.
Richard said, “But wait, there’s more.”
Bree latched on to Emily’s clit again, alternating between drawing on it and flicking it with the tip of her tongue. The rapid, focused attention so soon after orgasm sent Emily spiraling over the edge again.
“Com—Oh!” Another squirt left her, sailing past Bree’s cheek because she’d moved in time to miss it. Like last time, Bree gave Emily no time to recover before returning. Emily knew this game well. She pushed her palm against Bree’s forehead but there wasn’t enough strength in her arm to break her friend’s hold.
The woman was determined and a determined Bree always got exactly what she wanted. Emily fell onto the ottoman with a pitiful moan of bliss. She couldn’t get her mouth to work enough to say she was coming but Bree knew and coaxed the orgasm into the open with a well-timed clit pinch.
Emily couldn’t help lifting her hips and she couldn’t stop the fluid proof of her gratification. Three times in a row. Only Bree knew how to make Emily come like that. Emily hadn’t been able to achieve the same with any of her toys. Considering how spent and thirsty she felt, that might be a good thing. She sagged against the ottoman with a thankful sigh when Bree sat back.
Lucas said, “Bree’s hat trick, ladies and gentlemen.”
Richard and Duke clapped and Bree took her bows from her kneeling position.
Claudia asked, “Was that the answer?”
Richard said, “No. The answer is cat got your tongue.”
Duke asked, “Wait. We’re still playing?”
Lucas held out a card. “Yes, we’re still playing. Rich, you’re up.”
Emily rolled off the ottoman so she wouldn’t be the prop for this clue as well. She needed some recovery time. Duke patted his thighs as she wobbled to the couch. She sat sideways on his lap, trapping his erection between her thigh and his stomach.
“You okay there, Old Faithful? Want some water?” Duke had laughter in his voice.
“I want a nap.”
“Come on now. We’re just getting started.” He bounced his legs, rubbing her thigh against his shaft. “I know you have more in you than that.”
With a sly grin, she poked at his crown. “Not yet I don’t.”
Lucas said, “Cool it, you two. It’s Rich’s turn.”
Claudia wagged her finger at them. “Behave.”
Duke heaved a sigh and moved his arms to the back of the couch. “Fine.”
Richard said to Claudia, “I’ll need your help for this.”
“Sure.” Claudia stood with Richard’s help. “What do you need me to do?”
“Unbutton this.” He started undoing her blouse. “And take off the pants. Panties too if you’re wearing them.”
Duke said, “Doubtful. We stopped for a quickie on the way here. I don’t think she put them back on.”
Claudia snapped, “That’s because I couldn’t find them.”
“Huh. We need to remember to look for them then. Wouldn’t want the guys from my carpool to find them.”
Emily giggled at that mental image. Claudia grumbled something Emily didn’t catch. Whatever it was got a laugh out of Duke, either because he heard it or because he knew his wife well enough to know what she would say.
Lucas asked, “I thought you said you wouldn’t do any more quickies on the way here?”
Duke said, “That was the plan but Claudia was too antsy to wait. So was I.”
Claudia stripped off her capris. She started to pull her blouse off but Richard stopped her by grabbing the hem.
“Leave it like that.” He fanned the opening wider, framing it around Claudia’s bare breasts. “Just like that.” He looked over at Bree. “Same for you, woman.”
Bree said as she undid the top buttons of her dress, “I’m sensing a theme for the evening. If that’s the case, you need to lose the pants.”
“I can do that.” Richard pushed his pants and boxers down and kicked free of them much the same way Duke had his earlier. He pointed to the ottoman. “Claudia, on your back. Bree, on your stomach on top of her.”
Duke said, “I’m loving this already.” He lowered one arm from the couch-back to rest on Emily’s thighs.
Claudia sat on the ottoman and then reclined and pulled her knees up so her feet rested on the edge. Bree held the skirt of her summer dress at her waist as she straddled Claudia and then leaned forward. Their breasts pressed together. They snickered and shimmied, rubbing their nipples against each other.
Richard placed his palm Bree’s ass. “All the way down, Bree.”
Bree situated her legs under Claudia’s and then lowered herself. Duke and Emily leaned to the side so they could better see Bree’s pussy resting atop Claudia’s.
Duke said, “Bless you, Rich. You’re a good man. Don’t let anyone ever tell you different.”
Lucas asked, “What the fuck? What about me? I gave him the card.”
“You’re an awesome friend with impeccable taste in games.” Duke curved his hand around
Emily’s right thigh.
She met his gaze and smirked when he wiggled his eyebrows at her. She had her back to Lucas so he couldn’t see what Duke was doing. Claudia and Bree were distracted kissing and Richard was busy putting on a condom. None of them realized Duke was easing his fingers closer to Emily’s pussy or that she had shifted her legs apart enough to let him.
Duke kept his gaze on Bree and Claudia as he fitted his palm against Emily’s slit and swept a single finger up and down between her lower lips. Emily tried her best not to squirm or otherwise give away what he was doing.
Richard asked, “Everybody ready?”
“Wet and ready.” Duke wiggled his finger with a devilish grin.
Emily could swear the wet squishing of her drenched pussy carried but no one said anything. She licked her lips and edged her legs open a little more. Her reward was Duke slipping his finger into her channel. A wanting shiver tickled up her spine.
Richard asked, “Em?”
She startled and looked at him. “What?”
“Ready?”
“Oh yes. Very much.” More than ready. She was aching for it. Duke’s leisurely paced finger-fuck was meant to keep his movements subtle and unnoticeable but it was driving her crazy with need.
Focusing her attention on Claudia and Bree didn’t help. The women had moved their hands between their pressed bodies so they could rub each other’s clits. Seeing that only aroused Emily more. She said, “Looks like Bree and Claudia are ready too. Is this part of your phrase?”
Richard grinned. “Not in the least. This is a bonus.” He stroked his dick as he watched the women enjoying one another.
Lucas asked in an amused tone, “Were you going to give them any hints or just watch?”
“I’m good with watching for now. You said there was no time limit.”
“That I did. Carry on.”
Duke said, “You gotta give us something, Rich.” He added another finger to Emily’s channel. “You can’t expect me and Emi to sit here doing nothing while you jerk off watching our wives diddle each other.”
Claudia broke away from Bree’s lips long enough to say, “You got some on the way here. You can wait.”
“I could say the same to you.”
“I waited already. It’s my turn to have some fun.”
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