“Please, give me more,” Alycia begged. She, on the other hand, was clearly begging for real. Finn made sure no one would notice, and then adjusted his cock in his pants.
“I suspected you were eager bitches,” Cerina pronounced.
Cerina went back and forth, whipping the two women, whose butts increasingly took on a cherry red hue. Alycia’s ass stung wickedly and she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out. Her pussy was also dripping wet and she was determined Finn was going to fuck her at their first chance. Cerina only stopped when Sue declared that she’d had enough.
“Ow, that’s it! Not funny anymore,” Sue said, straightening up. She snatched the riding crop out of Cerina’s hand and began swatting at her with it. Cerina tried running, and Sue chased her around the small space. Eric grabbed his girlfriend so she was down over his lap, with her dress up.
“That’s not fair, hon,” Eric said. “You spanked them way worse than they did to you.”
Sue cackled as she took her shots, spanking the prone woman. As much as she bucked and fought, it appeared that Cerina was actually enjoying the game. Alycia had straightened up and was rubbing her sore ass. Finn saw the fire in her green eyes and knew exactly what she was thinking. His cock throbbed even harder as he tried to figure out a way for them to slip away from such a small group. Perhaps they should just leave and then pull into some parking lot. It was the middle of the night—they could probably get away with it.
“Anybody else want to try?” Sue asked, holding out the riding crop.
No one else jumped right away, so Alycia said, “Go ahead, honey.”
“I don’t know.” Finn didn’t know if he was up to whip the ass of a woman he hardly knew.
“Let’s see what you can do,” she encouraged.
“Go for it, man,” Eric said.
Finn did not need much more encouragement than that. If Cerina’s boyfriend had no problem with it, why shouldn’t he take his shot? A buzz of excitement filled the room, like they were all crossing some line and the possibilities for the night were just opening up. Finn tried to surreptitiously adjust himself when he stood and hoped no one noticed his hard on. He took the riding crop from Sue and gave it a few experimental swings in the air. Cerina’s butt was a little big for his tastes, however there was something exciting about a prone woman waiting for him to spank her. He took his first swat, which even he knew was weak.
“If you’re going to do it, do it,” Alycia said.
“Yeah, don’t worry. She can take it,” Eric said.
Alycia watched her boyfriend closely. She was very interested to see how he handled a situation like this. The couple of times he’d spanked her—while fucking her from behind—he’d done well, but there was also some hesitation on his part. She was curious if he could handle the heavier stuff. She was interested in more than just an occasional spanking.
Finn drew back and riding crop and brought it down hard on Cerina’s ass. She yelped and he winced, but when the others cheered, he did it again. Alycia saw he was getting into whipping Cerina, whose ass rippled and reddened as Finn had his way with her. It appeared that Cerina would not be able to sit for a week. Finn took a couple more shots and stopped.
“Who’s next?” Sue asked.
“No one!” Cerina complained. Eric still held her in place.
“How about you, little bro?” Don asked.
Scott had faded into the corner like he was not even there. He probably wanted it that way, because he watched the proceedings with a keen eye, despite his moral proclamations. He looked away from Cerina’s butt the second all attention was on him.
“No, really,” Scott answered.
“Dude, this has got to be driving you crazy. I’m not saying to fuck her. Giving a spanking can’t be breaking your vows, can it?” Don taunted.
“If I don’t care it’s not a sin, is it?” Eric added.
“What about me?” Cerina complained. “Let me up!”
“No, I really shouldn’t.”
Alycia noted that Scott was not wearing a wedding ring. He did not have a date, so she didn’t understand his reservations. She only knew him a little bit from when they all used to hang out together. Scott was a few years younger than Don, so he had his own crowd. The only thing she really remembered about Scott was that he was kinda cute and always seemed shy. He would stare at her boobs if he thought she wasn’t looking, but he had trouble meeting her eyes.
“What’s the problem?” Alycia asked. She crossed over to Scott and put her hand on his arm.
“He’s down with Jesus now, so he doesn’t do sex,” Don volunteered. “I invited you tonight because I hoped you’d cut loose.”
“You don’t do sex? What does that mean?” Alycia was baffled by the concept. A man who didn’t want sex? In her experience, that was impossible.
“I hate it when you put it that way,” Scott replied. He spoke to Alycia. “It’s not like that. I’m just waiting for the right woman now. I don’t believe in casual sex.”
“Don’t believe in it? It’s not Santa Claus,” Alycia said. “I don’t think we would have been given a sex drive if we weren’t supposed to go with it. Are you saying you have no sex drive? You don’t even want it?” She was fascinated. She moved closer to him.
“I didn’t say that,” he stammered. “I have the same desires as anyone else.”
“But you just resist?”
“I guess, yeah.”
“You don’t even jerk off?”
Scott was very uncomfortable and he tried to look anywhere, but at Alycia, who was right in front of him—close enough to touch. He obviously did not want to answer, but his silence was a kind of answer.
“Okay, so you jerk off,” Alycia said. She brushed against him. “I bet you’re going to be jerking off the second you get home tonight.”
“Uh-oh. Looks like Scott might be in trouble,” Sue said. She sat on the arm of the couch and watched Alycia close in on her brother-in-law.
“Is that where the line is? Or are you allowed to do more than jerk off,” Alycia asked.
“I…uhhh…dunno…” Scott was red faced and stood stiff as a board. He was cornered; there was no way to escape Alycia without pushing past her.
“Is kissing allowed?” she asked.
Finn was sitting on the couch again and he could not believe what he was watching. Here was his girlfriend basically throwing herself at Scott. He felt like he really had stepped through the looking glass. What he could not figure was whether Alycia was serious or not. Was she just screwing with Scott to rile him up? That wasn’t nice, but it was mostly harmless, he supposed. Or, was Alycia doing more than teasing and coming on to Scott? The latter seemed impossible. Even if she was interested in him, she wouldn’t do this in front of everyone, would she? Alycia was there with Finn. She had to be teasing Scott, but that was still out of line. Finn knew he should say something, but still he sat there, watching.
Alycia caressed Scott’s face. He was handsome enough, a bit full in the face, and he had a neatly-trimmed brown goatee. He also wore wire-rimmed glasses. He was very much an everyman, not the type of guy women like Alycia usually threw themselves at, but she was not really thinking at that point. She had started out just teasing him, but now that she was against him and felt the heat of his body, she could not help responding to him. Even with the ridiculous foam bacon suit she could still feel him, tall, solid and masculine. She brushed her lips against his neck and felt him shiver. He was horny as hell. Alycia felt the need coming off of him in waves and that just made her want to screw around with him more. She’d almost forgotten the others were in the room. She was drunk and horny and she wanted to break Scott. She wanted him to admit he wanted her.
“Uh…whoa…maybe you should back up a little,” Scott said. He took Alycia by the arms, but only put minimal effort into moving her and she didn’t budge.
“You didn’t answer me.” She ruffled the back of his short brown hair. He was trembling. She was sure she
“Yeah,” he stammered. “Kissing is allowed.”
“So I’m not breaking any rules yet?”
Alycia still kissed his neck, and she also slid a hand inside his costume, feeling his chest through his black mock turtleneck. He was softer than her boyfriend, but she did not mind. The sudden thought of Finn barely checked her actions. What did it mean that he hadn’t stopped her yet? She just assumed he was still there? Was he giving her permission to play? Finn was turned on by her kissing Debbie—maybe she was allowed to mess with boys too. Maybe Finn was the kind of guy who got off on watching that sort of thing. She would have to find out—that could be hot.
“Nooo…”
Scott was a statue while Alycia kissed along his neck and up the line of his jaw. Her hand roamed inside his costume, but Finn could not quite tell where it was. It did not look low enough that she was grabbing his cock, but that could be next. Finn’s brain kept screaming, You’ve got to get up and stop this! And yet, he still sat there. Jumping up to stop Alycia was not so simple now, because complications had arisen. He’d been hard before, watching his girlfriend getting spanked, but now his cock was positively throbbing as he watched her trying to seduce Scott. It didn’t make any sense, and he was kind of ashamed. His head throbbed and his stomach had tightened into a knot. He was angry, but he was also incredibly turned on—as horny as he’d ever been. He just didn’t understand it. It had to be the crazy situation. A normal guy didn’t get turned on watching his girl throw herself at another man.
“I guess you’re really going to have to jerk off when you get home now. I hope you’re thinking about me when you do it. I’d better make sure you have plenty to think about,” Alycia whispered.
Alycia’s breathy tones were too low for anyone else to hear. Her hand slid down inside his costume and she grabbed his shaft. He was like a rock down there, and she was very pleased. She knew he was just like any other man. Scott groaned when she rubbed his cock and thought it would be fun to make him come in his pants. It would be okay as no one would be able to see. She brushed her lips over his cheek, moved toward his mouth, and Scott grabbed her arms harder, pushing her away more firmly.
“This isn’t appropriate, Aly. You need to slow down,” Scott complained.
Finn burned, seeing his girlfriend trying to kiss Scott, and it finally spurred him to action. He jumped off the couch, making sure the lump in his lap was blocked from the other’s view, and grabbed Alycia from behind. “I think you need some air,” he said, pulling her toward the doors out to the deck. Finn could hear the others commenting, but paid no attention to what they were saying.
“What the hell are you doing?” Finn asked, after snapping the sliding glass door closed behind him.
“I was just having a little fun. This is a party, remember?” she was not cowed.
“You came to the party with me, remember?”
“Yes, and I’m going home with you. I was just playing with Scott. I couldn’t believe what his deal is.”
“Don’t you think you went a little too far?”
Alycia pressed herself to him and grabbed his butt to pull him in close. Just as she suspected, Finn was rock hard. She wiggled against him and felt his shaft twitch. “It’s not like I blew him. We were in a room full of people. How far did you think it was going to go?”
“I don’t know. It didn’t seem like you wanted to stop.”
Finn’s anger was not lessened by his arousal. He was almost angrier because of it. But her proximity was making it hard to keep yelling. All he could think about was how close she was and how good her spicy perfume smelled and how little she was wearing. He thought about that riding crop and how maybe Alycia really just needed to be punished.
“Maybe you’re just mad because you’re not so sure you wanted me to stop.” Alycia reached between them and squeezed his cock through his pants.
Finn needed a moment before speaking. She had always been very good with her hands. “That’s crazy.”
“It doesn’t feel so crazy. If you’re one of those guys who likes to watch, I’m cool with that, baby. You just have to let me know.”
“I…I…”
Was he one of those guys? He’d never thought about—but he’d never been in a position where he had to think about it. He knew a denial would sound weak, given his current state, but he didn’t think Alycia hooking up with Scott was something he wanted. Finn was so confused.
“You know you don’t own me. There’s not a ring on my finger, baby,” Alycia cooed, kissing his cheek and then neck. “I told you when we met that I didn’t know if I was ready to settle down with just one man.”
“I remember…” Finn was so horny he wanted to scream. He was afraid that if they did have sex he would come in seconds.
“So maybe I shouldn’t be a one-man woman. Maybe that’s what you want.”
“I…don’t…know…”
“Then we should experiment some more.”
Alycia kissed him hard, her tongue invading his mouth. He grabbed her under the skirt and kneaded her ass roughly. He knew it had to sting after the spanking she took, but she gasped into their kiss as if she liked it. Finn didn’t know what to make of his girlfriend—or his feelings. She could be right, but he just wasn’t ready to admit it. All he could think about was throwing her down on the closest flat surface and fucking her like crazy. This wasn’t a time for watching.
“I need you,” he growled.
“Let’s go inside,” she breathed.
The confusion was only one way. Alycia was sure she had Finn figured out. He liked to watch—specifically he was turned on watching her. And since she thought it was hot to be watched, it could work out excellently for them. She just had to get Finn over the hump so he could realize it. To that end, Scott might still come in handy. Alycia was sure that if she had him alone she could push the right buttons.
Finn slid the door open and led Alycia back into the house by the hand, but before they could slip away, they were rounded up by Don, who was gathering everyone in the kitchen for shots. Finn knew more alcohol was the last thing they all needed, and tried to beg off, but the others would not hear of it. Eric produced an expensive bottle of tequila and poured out shots for the group—except for Scott, of course. Alycia enthusiastically snatched up two shot glasses, handing one to Finn, who smiled wanly.
“To Halloween!” Eric proclaimed.
The group knocked back the shot Finn felt it go right to his head. He held onto the counter for a moment and blinked hard. He was barely back in control when another shot was pressed into his hand. Again, he tried to resist, but peer pressure forced him to do the shot like everyone else. The room began to tilt and Finn backed up into a chair. He sucked in deep breaths and closed his eyes.
“You okay, buddy?” Don asked, clapping him on the shoulder.
“Yeah, I’m good. Just not a big tequila guy. It hits me like a smack to the face.”
“We’ll give you something else for the next one. How about rum?”
“No, no. How about some water?” Finn asked.
Another shot was pressed into Finn’s hand. He only drank half of this one—although he was relieved it was not tequila again—and put it on the table. He realized that he had become very drunk, very quickly. His thoughts were a jumble, and he only vaguely remembered that he and Alycia had been headed off to fuck before they were waylaid. He looked around for her, but before he found her Scott dropped into the seat beside him. The rest of the group had moved away, like they were intentionally giving them space.
“Man, can we talk for a second?” Scott asked.
Finn wasn’t really in the mood, but he could imagine Scott had something to get off his chest, so he nodded. He hoped this would be quick.
“I’m really sorry about what happened before, man. I want you to know I didn’t do anything to encourage Aly.”
“I know. It’s okay,” Finn answered, not looking at Scott. He was trying hard to pull it together. He was generally a happy, chatty drunk, but it had been a weird night.
“Seriously, I don’t know what got into her. She was all over me, but I was telling her to stop.”
“It’s okay, really. I know it was her. Aly’s in a mood tonight.”
“You can say that again.”
“You have nothing to be sorry about. Besides, I don’t own her. If Aly wants to go off and do something, that’s up to her. I’m not her daddy.”
Finn opened his eyes and Scott was looking at him strangely. He realized he’d just said a version of what Alycia had told him outside, and he realized how it sounded. It sounded like he was saying his girlfriend was free to go and do as she wished, with whoever she wished. Could Alycia be right about him? Did he want her to be with other men? Finn shook his head. This wasn’t happening. This whole night was not happening.
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