Bree said, “We’re going to have more than some.” She turned Claudia’s face back to continue their kiss.
Emily panted and tried not to move. Duke buried his fingers deep and made a scissoring motion. She didn’t know if she could keep up the pretense of watching while not participating much longer. Her body was too sensitive from her previous orgasms to pull off this ruse.
She glanced at Lucas, who met her gaze and winked. He didn’t act as if he knew what Duke was doing but this was Lucas. He probably did and wasn’t calling attention to it, letting Emily have her covert fun.
“Come on, man. I’m hurting here.” Duke moved his left arm off the back of the couch and curved it around Emily’s side so he palmed her left breast.
“Duke, stop that.” She tugged at his wrist, pretending to pull him away even though she didn’t want him to let go.
“Make me.” He pressed kisses to her neck as he continued massaging her breast and stroking his fingers inside her pussy.
“Bad, Duke. Bad.” Emily used the pseudo-struggle of trying to fend him off to mask the way she shifted her pussy over his fingers. Hiding her wanting moans was a little harder and so was Duke. His dick throbbed against her leg, begging for attention.
Lucas said, “The natives are getting restless, Rich. You might want to move things along.”
Richard harrumphed. “Not fair. Bree got to take her time.” He shook his head. “Fine.”
He retrieved a bottle of lube from the nearby tray of toys, popped the lid open and then drizzled it over Bree’s ass. Bree yipped, probably from the cold of the liquid, but she didn’t stop or even pause her and Claudia’s fun.
Duke lifted his head from Emily’s neck and sat back but kept his hold on her left breast, tweaking the nipple. He also slowed the fingers penetrating her channel. Emily couldn’t play calm as well as him. She managed to turn her attention to Richard but she squirmed and shifted and had to fight the urge sit on Duke’s dick.
“Looks like syrup to me.” He paused and his face lit up. “Ah. I think I got it.”
Richard said, “Keep it to yourself then.”
“Hurry up and I will.”
“Don’t worry. I am.” Richard capped the lube bottle and tossed it aside. Positioning himself between the women’s legs, he crouched enough so he could guide his erection into Claudia’s pussy. Claudia bucked and cried out. The connection didn’t appear to impede her and Bree’s clit rubbing. In fact, it seemed to make them move faster. Their kisses became more urgent.
Richard used his hold on Claudia’s thighs to pull himself toward her. Both she and Bree cried out their enjoyment and Emily wanted to echo it. The noise the trio made more than covered the wet squishing of Duke’s fingers as he gave up all pretenses and pumped Emily’s pussy quickly.
Emily let her legs fall open and reclined over Duke’s arm, rolling her hips to meet his thrusts. She knew Lucas would say something any second. She turned her head to look at him and found him relaxing on the easy chair watching her. No telling her to stop or giving her a look that said she should know better.
Lucas simply gripped the bulge in his pants, bringing her attention to it. She wanted it. She wanted him. Lucas hadn’t joined in once and Emily had hoped tonight would be different.
He smiled at her and mouthed, Later.
Always later when everyone had gone and Lucas didn’t have to share or play for an audience. He said Emily’s denials were the reason they had never attended Claudia and Duke’s parties, but Lucas hadn’t wanted to go either. A few couples they might or might not know trading spouses wasn’t his idea of fun, no more so than hers.
If it were Richard fingering Emily’s pussy and sucking her right nipple and the only other person in the room with them was Bree, Lucas would have no issue taking part. The four of them had more than enough experience together that Lucas could overlook an errant touch or caress from Richard without getting uptight. It happened. That many bodies pressed and writhing together couldn’t help but make it happen. Whereas Richard laughed it off, Duke might take it as an invitation. Duke had hinted at being an equal-opportunity lover on many occasions. Emily knew Lucas wasn’t and wouldn’t chance it, and thus he refrained.
His excuse of only wanting to watch was just that—an excuse. Lucas wanted Emily. The lust blazing in his eyes said so. This night had to be testing his patience but they both knew the reward afterward would be worth it.
Claudia yelled, “Fuck me. Yes.” She followed that with a rumble of satisfaction that Bree reiterated.
Richard planted his dick deep and shuddered with his release. His legs wobbled as he pulled out. “Much better.”
Duke pulled his lips from Emily’s nipple with a pop and asked, “Finished enjoying your short stack?”
“Yup.”
Lucas said, “Which means Duke is finished enjoying his fun too.”
“No I’m not.” Duke churned Emily’s pussy faster, pulling a happy squeal from her.
“Yeah you are unless you want to skip your turn.”
Duke shrugged. “So skip it.”
“Suit yourself. Claudia.” Lucas held out a card.
Bree climbed off Claudia and the ottoman. Claudia sat up, rubbing her slit. She reached for the card with her free hand. “Oooh.” After giving the card back, she stood and went to Duke and Emily. “Excuse me.”
Claudia grabbed Emily’s wrist and pulled her off Duke’s lap.
“Hey!” Duke reached for Emily but Claudia backed up a few steps, bringing Emily with her. “What the hell?”
“You skipped your turn. Thanks.” Claudia made a kissing motion in Duke’s direction and then headed for the master bedroom with Emily trailing behind her.
Emily wasn’t sure what to think. She was horny but also curious what Claudia’s card had said that meant going to the bedroom to play it out.
Claudia guided Emily to the bed and pushed Emily onto it. Emily yelped but changed her reaction to a delighted rumble when Claudia crawled atop her. Delving two fingers into Emily’s channel and latching her lips on to Emily’s right nipple, Claudia picked up where Duke had left off.
Exactly where Duke had left off. Emily gasped loud and arched her breasts up. “Coming.” She didn’t gush this time but the orgasm was no less satisfactory than the ones from before.
Duke grumbled from the doorway, “That was mine.”
Claudia glanced over her shoulder at him. “Next time play by the rules.”
“Rules, schmools. You already took it to the mattress. It’s on now.”
Lucas cut in front of Duke before he could do more than take a step. Holding a card in front of Duke’s face, Lucas asked, “You want to take your turn this time?”
Duke blinked in confusion. “That was the answer?”
Claudia and Lucas said, “Yes.”
“Huh. Go me. And hell yeah I want to take my turn. Give me that.” He snatched the card and read it. “One second.” Duke left the bedroom.
Richard and Bree filed in while Claudia sat beside Emily and Emily propped herself up on her elbows. They all watched the doorway for Duke’s return.
He came back carrying the bottle of lube Richard had tossed aside and Emily’s foxtail. He doused the long, slender teardrop-shaped plug end with lube as he approached the bed. “Ass up, Emi.”
Emily rolled to her knees with her ass in the air and her breasts on the bed. Claudia splayed her fingers over Emily’s ass cheeks, spreading them.
“Thanks but that doesn’t change the fact that you stole my turn.”
Claudia said, “Get over it already.”
“Getting there.” Duke put the bottle on the bed and then placed his palm on Emily’s tailbone.
Emily wiggled, eager to have the tail.
“Easy. I haven’t started yet.” Duke sounded amused but his gaze was intent. He traced her rim with the tip of the plug, drawing a circle of lube that he spiraled down to her hole. With nudging thrusts, he inserted the plug to the base.
Emi
ly took it easily because she was more than ready to have it. The plug satisfied her need to have something hard and thick inside her. She wouldn’t mind a dick in her pussy as well but the tail was a great placating measure that Duke plunged into her hole over and over at a dizzying speed.
Or maybe she was dizzy from her panting. Emily whimpered and whined her satisfaction. She rocked her ass up and down and then side to side in a bid to feel more.
Richard said, “If that’s not a case of the tail wagging the dog, I don’t know what is.”
Duke said, “You’re right but I’m not stopping.”
There were footsteps and rustling Emily ignored. All she cared about was the plug in her ass and Claudia’s fingers strumming over her pussy lips. Claudia was so close to penetrating Emily’s channel that Emily wanted to beg, but she suspected Claudia was teasing her, getting her more excited so she came hard when she finally snapped.
Lucas said, “Here you go, Rich.”
“What’s all this, then?” Richard chuckled. “I get it. Good one. You’re a sick man, but good one.”
The bed bounced when Richard climbed onto it. He positioned himself in front of Emily on his knees. “Got something for you, doggy.”
Emily would get him back for calling her that later. She lifted up enough to see what Richard wanted. He held his condom-clad dick sandwiched in a hot dog bun, presenting it to her. Emily let out a snorting laugh between pants. She knew the answer but felt it wasn’t her place to say since she was supposed to be doing something else with her mouth.
She pushed up on her hands and waited for Richard to shift closer so she could run her tongue along the top of his erection. Back and forth, tip to base and over again. When she wrapped her lips around Richard’s crown, he lowered the bun out of her way. She sucked him to the back of her throat and then started bobbing and twisting her head quickly.
Bree scoffed before laughing. “Lucas, you are sick. I love it.”
Lucas asked, “You know what it is?”
“I do but I don’t want to interrupt.”
“Change of rules. Guess correct and I’ll let you play out yours while they finish theirs.”
“Deal. Dog eat dog.”
Richard said, “And she eats it well too.”
Emily hummed in appreciation of the compliment and the way Richard felt sliding down her throat. Only one thing could make this better.
Duke plunged the plug fully into her asshole and flipped the tail over her back. With the tip of his dick poised at her pussy entrance, Duke fitted against her, filling her in one swift stroke. Emily took Richard to the base in surprise and delight at the sudden penetration.
Richard cradled her head as he thrust, taking control from her. Emily didn’t mind. The men entered her in unison, helping each other go as deep as they could. Out together, in together as if they had practiced and choreographed the best way to send Emily into a supreme moment of bliss.
Claudia’s and Bree’s excited peals took the place of Emily’s. The shaking and creaking of the bed increased because of the women undulating their bodies as they shared an urgent pussy-to-pussy kiss. Emily couldn’t tell if they were acting out a card or joining in the fun. Whichever the case, everyone was enjoying the moment or sounded as if they were, at least.
Duke broke stride with Richard, opting for faster. He looped Emily’s left leg over his arm and used it to pull her toward him as he slammed forward. Emily huffed around Richard’s dick. Her eyes rolled back into her head. If her mouth were free, she would be able to say she was coming.
The only option left to her was to show it. Her inner muscles tightened. She drew hard on Richard’s shaft as her throat massaged his crown.
Richard groaned his approval and Duke shouted with his release. Emily’s orgasm made her tremble and she knew this might be the last one of the night. Her strength was leaving her.
Pulling free of her mouth, Richard jerked his fist up and down his shaft as he spent himself. The condom stopped him from painting Emily’s face with his cum, but it was the thought that counted. She played the part he probably imagined, opening her mouth wide and waiting with her tongue out.
Richard let out a sigh of satisfaction and sat back. Behind her, Duke eased out. He took the plug with him. Emily yipped at the sudden removal, missing it already. She lowered so she sat on her side and watched Claudia with Bree. The women didn’t seem to notice they were the center of attention.
Emily would almost want to join them if not for being so exhausted. She settled for crawling over Bree and kissing her. The contact must have set them off because Claudia cried out her pleasure and Bree clutched at Emily as she panted. Bree let Emily pull away at the same time Bree and Claudia sagged. Both women breathed hard.
Duke asked, “What was that?”
Bree said, “A card.”
Emily looked between Bree and Claudia as she thought of what the answer could be. Glancing at Lucas didn’t help her. He stood leaning against the doorjamb, wearing his usual entertained grin. She said, “I would guess joined at the hip.”
Claudia croaked, “Right.”
Lucas said, “That’s game over.” He held up the cards he had left. “Unless you guys want to go for more. I’ve got plenty.”
Several groans of denial met that suggestion.
Lucas laughed. “I’ll meet you back in the living room. Time to bring Em out.”
Duke said, “Emi, your husband ain’t right or normal.”
She nodded in full agreement. How Lucas could witness all this and not want to join in or at least jerk off made no sense to her, but that was the way he was.
As a group, they returned to the living room. Lucas had put away the toy tray and food and brought out the Trivial Pursuit board with all the pieces at the finish line.
“Get dressed and back in your spots.” Lucas pointed to the easy chair. “Duke on the chair. Claudia was on your lap.” He swung his finger to the couch. “Bree and Richard on the couch. I don’t remember the order and it won’t really matter. I can tell Em one of you got up for a snack.” Patting the spot next to him on the floor, he said, “Em was next to me.”
Bree said as she fixed her dress, “Is this really necessary? Emily obviously knows what we did.”
“No, she doesn’t.”
Emily looked around for the string to lace up her front as she zipped the crotch of her romper closed. “I’m the girlfriend, not the wife. The wife would have insisted on playing the board game instead of charades.”
Bree said, “It still sounds silly. You’re Emily.”
Lucas said, “You’ll see in a moment. Trust us, Bree.”
“Fine.” Bree sat on the couch with a tired sigh. “I’m too spent to argue.”
“I hope you’re not spent enough to answer the last question. I can’t fake it. Em would remember something like that.” Lucas smiled. “If it helps, you can just say whatever so long as it sounds complicated enough to be a final round answer.”
Bree waved him on.
Once Duke and Claudia were situated and Emily was properly laced into her clothes, Lucas said, “Sew-sew in. What’s your answer, Bree?”
“You can’t go to the top of the Eiffel Tower by stairs but there are one thousand ten steps.”
Lucas flipped over the card he held. “Correct. That’s the game. You and Richard win.”
Duke groaned as he sagged against the couch. “Good game, everybody.”
Emily wanted to return Duke’s sentiment but her agreement came out in a tired jumble that matched Richard, Claudia and Bree’s. She hadn’t felt this tired during the game. Why was she so tired now? And if she was this tired, were the others?
She asked, “Did you all want to stay over? We have empty beds.”
Claudia pushed to her feet on shaky legs. “We’re good. We need to get home before our daughter thinks we abandoned her and thus she’s allowed to take over.”
Richard said, “Same here.”
Emily had to brace herself on th
e ottoman to stand up and then lean against it to stay on her feet.
Lucas smiled as he got up and walked around the living room with ease, cleaning up and straightening furniture. “When should we schedule the next game night?”
Duke said, “I’m gonna need some recovery time before tackling charades again. We’ll get back to you on that.”
“You do that.” Lucas went to kitchen and then returned with to-go containers. “Take these with you. I don’t want Em questioning why there is food left over.”
Duke and Richard took the containers with thanks. Emily and Lucas walked everyone to the door. Duke and Claudia left first. Richard stepped across the doorway but Bree hesitated.
Bree faced Emily and looked into her eyes. “Emily, you know we didn’t play Trivial Pursuit, right?” She waited and then her brow creased with worry. “Emily?”
Lucas shook his head at Bree. “I told you she won’t acknowledge anything that has to do with what really happened or the coin.”
“She doesn’t remember?”
“Not yet.”
Bree’s bottom lip trembled. “But…but I thought…” She searched Emily’s eyes. “This isn’t fair.”
Lucas put his hand on Bree’s shoulder. “I know what you two mean to each other. Even if this thing doesn’t work out, you know she wouldn’t say no to you.”
“When are you going to tell her?”
“Next weekend. Our bet ends then.”
“Good. Contact me after you tell her. I want to talk to her without the hypnosis.”
“I’ll do that. You and Rich drive safe.” Lucas shook hands with Richard and then closed the door after them.
Emily returned to the couch and sat with a relieved sigh. “Why am I so tired?”
“Rough game.” Lucas resumed putting things away and gathering dishes.
“Not this rough. I feel like I could sleep for a week.”
“So go to bed. I’ll finish cleaning up.”
She glanced at him. “You sure?”
“Totally. Go on. A nice soothing bath and a good night’s sleep will make it all better.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Emily summoned the strength to go to the master bathroom and run her bath. Thinking about Lucas made her realize they needed to have a nice long talk about their future and where it was headed.
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