by David Black
“. . . So whoever has the bigger dick will fuck the other one’s wife?” Mark asked.
My wife nodded. My head was reeling.
“. . . Couldn’t we just swap? That way we all win?” Mark asked.
“Nope,” his wife said. “This is the dare. Take it or leave it.”
I slowly got to my feet. My hands shook a little as I unbuttoned my pants.
“Excellent!” Amber said as I pulled my pants down and revealed my dick. “And he’s already hard. Now your turn honey.”
Mark shrugged and got to his feet. It felt strange but I hoped he was bigger than me. As much fun as the thought of fucking Amber was, I would give it up in a heartbeat to see my beautiful wife taken by another man. I figured my odds were pretty good. I wasn’t much over five inches long.
When Mark dropped his pants it was clear that we were pretty similar in size.
“Ooh, a close race,” my wife said with excitement.
Four pairs of eyes bounced back and forth between the two cocks.
“You guys have a measuring tape or something in your fishing stuff right?” Jess asked.
I nodded. Then awkwardly, with my pants around my ankles, I crossed the room and dug through the tackle box. When I found it I waddled back across the room again and handed it to Jess.
My heart raced. She wrapped her hand around my dick and gave it a couple of quick strokes.
“Gotta make sure you’re nice and hard,” she said with a smirk.
“Fuck this is weird,” I said.
“You wanna back out now?” she asked.
I shook my head.
She extended the measuring tape and laid it against my dick and then examined it for a minute.
“Five and a quarter?” Jess asked, looking over at Amber.
Amber took a step closer and nodded. Then Jess handed over the measuring tape.
Amber got down on her knees in front of Mark. She took his cock into her mouth and sucked him for several seconds.
“You slut,” Jess laughed.
Amber kept stroking him with her hand but said, “I think this game has taken us both WELL into slut territory. Plus, you’re the one who said they needed to be nice and hard.”
Then she extended the measuring tape.
“Moment of truth,” she said, looking up at her husband. She held the measuring tape up to him and examined it.
“. . . What do you think Jess?”
Jess walked over. She leaned over, her face couldn’t have been half a foot from Mark’s cock.
“Almost exactly five inches,” she said. My heart sank.
Mark gave a hint of a smile.
“Guess that means you’re fucking my wife,” he said.
Amber led me over to their bed. I kicked my pants off and pulled my shirt over my head. She slid her shorts off and hopped onto the bed.
Jess and Mark sat down on the other bed which was against the opposite wall.
“Lick my pussy,” Amber said, guiding my head toward her.
My lips met her vagina and I licked. I could feel her fingers running through my hair. I flicked my tongue back and forth across her clit, and her breath quickened.
I felt her legs lock around my head. I kept licking as she started to hump my face.
After a few minutes she began to moan with orgasm. Her thighs’ grip on me tightened even more. I kept licking all through it and, for a minute or two after, until her legs finally relaxed their hold on me.
I lifted my head, my face slick with her juices. I had hoped that Jess might get swept up in the mood but she just sat next to Mark, topless and watching. Mark, on the other hand, was slowly stroking his cock and breathing heavy.
“Get up here and fuck me,” Amber ordered.
I climbed on top of her and quickly slid my cock into her slick pussy.
“Oh yeah,” she said in a breathy voice.
“Fuck her baby!” Jess encouraged me.
Mark sped up and stroked himself at a furious pace as I fucked his wife. Within a minute he groaned and erupted all over his T-shirt and his naked lap.
“He does love this,” Jess said as Mark collapsed back against the wall next to her.
“Oh his cock feels soo good,” Amber purred.
I planted my hands on either side of her head and thrust for all I was worth.
“Oh that’s it!” she moaned. Her hand slid between us, and she rubbed her clit viciously.
Soon the sound of her cumming filled the cabin again.
“Don’t stop fucking me!”
I kept hammering my cock into her, but I could tell I was getting close to the edge.
“I’m gonna cum,” I muttered.
“Pull out,” she ordered. “I want you to cum all over my big tits.”
I pulled out and exploded almost immediately, spraying all over her stomach and tits. I panted, exhausted.
“God that was amazing!” Mark said, his voice trembling a little.
He crossed the room and sat down next to his cum-soaked wife. I got to my feet to get out of his way and went over to Jess.
“Now it’s my turn to get off,” she whispered to me, shucking off her shorts. “Go down on me, baby.”
She pulled herself all the way onto the bed, and I nestled between her legs and started licking.
Across the room Amber sucked on Mark’s limp cock until he was hard again. Then he climbed atop her and fucked her eagerly. He thrust in and out of her apparently unconcerned about the layer of semen I had left splattered across her front.
It didn’t take long before he started grunting and filled her with his sperm. A few minutes later Jess came too. After that I wrapped my arms around her and we spooned. It seemed like hours before I finally fell asleep.
I was the last one awake in the morning. The girls were drinking coffee at the table while Mark cheerfully cooked some eggs. No one appeared to be overly concerned with the drunken debauchery of the previous night.
“Morning, babe,” Jess said.
I quickly pulled some shorts on to hide my raging morning wood and then joined them at the table.
Eventually Amber suggested a hike, and everyone agreed.
Jess wore a pair of yoga pants and a sports bra. After the previous night’s antics, I couldn’t stop fantasizing about seeing her taken by another man. The whole time I was sort of pouting and in a generally sour mood.
Most of the hike I pestered Jess. I would’ve done anything. I would have got down on my knees in a heartbeat, if I had thought it would help.
“C’mon honey,” I whispered to her, “It’d only be fair. Mark got to live out his fantasy.”
“Well the deal was, whoever had the smaller cock would get to see his wife fucked,” Jess said loud enough for everyone to hear. “It feels like it would defeat the whole purpose of the dare last night if I caved in now.”
“I don’t think so,” I pleaded, “Or whatever, we could make a new dare.”
“. . . You really want to see me get fucked, huh?”
I nodded vigorously.
“How bad?”
“Soo bad! More than anything.”
“What would you do to make your fantasy come true?” she asked in a flirty tone.
“Anything!”
“. . . I’ll make you a deal,” she said.
My heart leapt.
“I’ll fuck Mark for you . . . “
“Uh-huh?” I said with excitement.
“BUT, you don’t get to cum for the rest of the trip,” she finished with a smile.
I was breathing heavy. I was painfully aware of the erection in my shorts.
“. . . I can’t even jerk off while I watch?”
“Nope . . . well you can. As long as you don’t cum. Or is that too high a price to pay?”
“-No! It’s a deal.”
“Alright,” Jess said. She slid the waistband of her yoga pants down to mid-thigh. She leaned over and put her hands on a large boulder on the side of the path.
My hea
rt pounded wildly at the sight of my wife’s ass and pussy exposed in the middle of the trail. We had only seen one other person the whole hike.
“Well. Whip it out babe,” Amber said.
Mark stepped behind my wife. He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out.
My stomach lurched with excitement as he slid into her.
“Yeah,” she said, “Fuck me hard, don’t hold back.”
Mark held her by her narrow waist and slammed his cock in and out of her.
“Oh my god,” I murmured. My cock felt like it was trying to burst free from my shorts.
Jess moaned a little as he fucked her for all he was worth.
“I think your wife is going to have a new answer to the naughtiest sex question the next time we play truth or dare,” Amber said with a laugh.
Within a few minutes Mark looked like he was getting close. A wet spot had formed on the front of my shorts, where precum was steadily leaking from my aching cock.
“Can I cum inside you?” Mark grunted.
“Unh-huh,” Jess answered.
He slammed into her a dozen more times and then let out a loud groan. His thrusts slowed as he emptied himself into my wife.
When he was finished, he stepped back and quickly zipped up his pants.
“Fuck that was hot,” he panted.
Jess looked back over her shoulder, still bent over the rock.
“Was it everything you imagined, honey?” she asked.
I nodded weakly as I watched Mark’s cum leaking out of her pussy and dribbling down the inside of her thigh.
After a few seconds she slowly pulled up her panties and her yoga pants.
“How’s your hard-on?” she asked.
“Throbbing,” I said, my breath still heavy.
After that we hiked the last little bit to the end of the trail and then turned around and hiked back down to the cabin. The whole time I tried to battle my erection back down, but it stubbornly refused to subside.
When we got back inside we cracked open some ice cold beers.
“Are you still hard?” Jess asked.
I nodded.
“It’s gonna be a long night for you, babe,” she said with a smirk.
“How long do you think we could keep him hard?” Amber asked.
“. . . Probably a long time. If we played our cards right,” Jess answered.
Amber leaned over and kissed Jess. It was a long, slow, sensual kiss.
“Oh-god,” I muttered.
“Sorry dude,” Mark said as he watched.
The girls peeled off their clothes. Their bodies glistened with sweat as they climbed into the bunk together. I watched my wife’s hands squeezing Amber’s big tits.
“These are awesome!” she said to Mark and me.
Then they were kissing again. And pressing their bodies together.
After a few minutes of making out, Jess slid further down the bed and started to kiss Amber’s pussy.
“Oh that feels good honey,” Amber cooed. “Your wife is surprisingly good at this.”
“Humnh . . .” I murmured, taking a deep breath.
“You regretting your bargain yet?” Amber asked, her breath quickening.
“Nope,” I groaned.
Next to me Mark was rubbing his dick through his pants.
“God this is hot!” he said.
“Oh fuck,” Amber moaned, “You’re gonna make me cum, girl!”
Jess gripped Amber’s thighs and licked furiously. Amber really started to moan. The kind of moan that could probably be heard in nearby cabins. Her big breasts shook as she came. My cock ached in my shorts as I watched.
Eventually Jess slowed the pace of her tongue as Amber’s moans quieted.
Jess got to her feet, her face slick with Amber’s juices. She crossed the room to where I sat and leaned over and kissed me. I could taste Amber on her lips. Her tongue pushed past my lips and into my mouth. I felt her hand carefully pat the tent in my shorts.
She looked over at Amber who was still gasping for air.
“He’s still plenty hard.”
Her other hand roamed over Mark’s pants.
“But here is an erection we can actually do something with . . .” She took Mark’s hand and led him over to the bed. She sat him down next to his wife, who was still recovering.
Jess kissed Mark slowly as she unbuckled his pants. My cock twitched at the sight.
“Can you taste your wife on me?” she asked softly.
“Uh-huh.”
She had his cock out now and was slowly stroking him.
“You like watching me lick your wife’s pussy?” she asked.
“Uh-huh.”
Jess got down on her knees.
“Oh-yeah,” he said as she placed slow wet kisses all over his cock.
I felt like I was going to hyperventilate. I sat perfectly still, afraid that if I shifted, my eager cock might explode from the friction of my shorts.
Jess took Mark’s cock into her mouth. Her head slowly bobbed up and down as she blew him. After a minute Amber climbed out of the bed and got down on her knees next to my wife.
Jess took her mouth off his cock and tilted him toward Amber.
She kissed up and down one side while my wife did the same to the other side.
“Fuck that feels amazing!” he panted.
Amber’s lips slipped over the head of his cock. Mark groaned as she sucked him while Jess caressed his balls and kissed the base of his cock.
I gripped the arms of my chair tightly. My mouth felt as dry as a desert. I watched as Amber took her mouth off her husband’s cock and pointed it at Jess. She opened wide and quickly pushed her lips all the way to the base of his dick.
“Good girl,” Amber said. Then she turned and looked over at me.
“Enjoying the show?”
I swallowed and nodded weakly.
Amber stood up and walked over to me. She took my hand and led my over to my wife. She guided me to my knees behind Jess. Amber got down on her knees next to me. She took my hand and guided it toward my wife’s pussy.
“Finger her while she sucks my husband.” She guided my hand, pushing it as my finger slid into Jess. Her back arched in response.
“Can you feel Mark’s cum inside her?” Amber asked.
I nodded and kept fingering her sloppy pussy while she deepthroated another man. Amber positioned herself next to Jess again.
“Finger me too,” she instructed. I moved my other hand to her pussy and slid a finger into her pussy too. I was panting and my cock strained against my shorts. My hands rocked in and out of them in unison as I watched them share Mark’s cock.
My chest heaved as I breathed in and out.
“Oh Jesus,” Mark said gruffly. Jess was sucking on the head of his cock while Amber licked up and down the shaft.
“Oh . . . I’m gonna cum,” he groaned. Amber sat up a little. She put her hand on the back of Jess’ head and pushed her further down her husband’s cock. Her other hand reached between Jess and Mark and found his balls. She started to squeeze them rhythmically.
“Oh fuck,” he groaned, “fuck . . .”
I was panting. I felt woozy but I kept fingering them both as Mark pumped his load down my wife’s throat.
The girls didn’t get dressed for the rest of the night. And, I had to lay in bed trying to fall asleep while Mark and Amber fucked like rabbits on the other side of the room. The whole time Jess slowly teased my helpless cock. Her fingertips slowly brushed up and down its length. I prayed she would get carried away. I was sure that if she gave it three real strokes I would lose it.
I dreamt of a beautiful pussy, waiting only inches from my cock. I was in a wooden chair. Jess was in front of me; naked, bent over and holding her ankles. Her pussy was dripping wet. She begged me to fuck her, but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even lift a finger.
I woke up raging hard. I had to piss worse than I think I can ever remember.
“How is it possible I didn’t
have a wet dream?” I grumbled to myself.
