The Seduction Game

by Damien Dsoul

  Max pulled out and both women moved aside for him to get on the bed between them.

  “About time we get to ride you,” April suggested.

  She was quick to get on top of him, balancing herself on her toes while she found his cock and lowered herself onto him. Max got the best of her by thrusting his pelvis upwards, knocking the wind out of her as he drove a home-run into her womb. April remained balanced on top of him while he grunted from plugging her cunt with rapid thrusts; his thighs repeatedly slapped the underside of her buttock. Miko came beside April sucked her tits while simultaneously massaging her pussy. April could not contain her lust as she squirted over Max’s pelvis and eventually fell off him. Miko took her place and wasted no time grinding her butt up and down Max’s shaft and later switching to riding him back and forth. April lay on her side watching them rock their hips and thighs against each other. She played with her pussy while she watched them fuck, moaning the entire time as she felt herself squirting once more.

  Max increased his thrusts and Miko was gasping louder, unable to quit from sweeping her lovely hair from her face each time she drooped her face over his shoulder. Max tightened his grip around her hips and grunted louder as he pumped a trail of cum inside her. Miko soaked up his cum while working her pussy muscles steadily to milk is cock of everything he had to give.

  April then came alive and scurried over to rescue Max’s cock to capture some spurts of semen with her mouth. The look on her face was that of someone falling in love for the first time all over again.

  Chapter 23

  Jenny was in April’s kitchen enjoying breakfast. April made two cups of herbal tea and they sat out on the back porch and listened to the birds chirping in the trees, feeling the morning heat, and blowing into their cups and sipping their tea. They talked pleasant stuff at first: their kids, their husbands, what either had planned for the day... the whole time April could not rid herself the crimson flush that lit her cheeks.

  “You been having yourself a great time with Max haven’t you?” Jenny asked. “The look on your face tells me everything.”

  April laughed.

  “You’re reading me like a book. I can’t keep anything from you.”

  “You’re not supposed to,” said Jenny. “If it makes you feel better, he told me. Or rather he told Dave who then told me. You been enjoying that Asian girlfriend of his too?”

  “Is she really his girlfriend? I figured she’s like... I don’t know, like one of us.”

  “A horny slut, you want to say? She is a horny demon, is what Dave told me. I haven’t had fun with her yet, but I imagine I will soon enough.”

  “You never had lesbian sex before?”

  “Of course I have,” Jenny answered. “Not once and not twice either. It’s all part of the fun; some men just love it.”

  “That day I met her was a first time for me. I almost didn’t know what to do when she fell on me in the car.”

  “The way Dave heard it from Max, he says you handled it just fine.”

  “Not only handle it. I got so deep into it I was loving the fuck out of it,” April admitted then again broke into laughter; Jenny joined her.

  “Virginia Summers is now a true Black Cock slutwife,” Jenny declared. “Aren’t you loving it now?”

  “I can’t believe what I’ve become in such short time,” April drank her tea before continuing. “Almost every morning I wake up thinking about Max. I’m like wanting him so bad. I keep restraining myself from calling him this morning but don’t know if I should. What do you think I should do?”

  Jenny drank her tea before answering. “Enjoy it while you can. But try not to let it take over your mind.”

  “Yeah, maybe it’s best I don’t call. I think I’m going to be home all day then go over and pick my son up from school. What about you?”

  “Need to go get my hair and nails done. But Dave and I will be going out this evening.”

  They sat in silence for a while. They sipped their tea and savoured the moment.

  “I know I’m crazy for saying this, Jenny,” April turned to her. “But thank you for this.”

  “Hey, don’t thank me yet. There’s more to come; just get ready for it.”

  “I don’t know what you mean, but whatever it is, I hope it comes. I’ve never been this crazy horny in a long time. My battery feels so recharged, I don’t want it dying off soon.”

  “That’s the way it was with me when I first started,” Jenny mused.

  “But since you started this thing, you ever had any regrets? Just anything at all?”

  Jenny blew into her cup while ruminating on the question.

  “Only had one regret and it’s something I’ve never shared with Dave. I always wished I’d gotten pregnant by a black man.”

  April looked at her friend with open eyes like she had just slapped her face.

  “You can’t mean that seriously,” she breathed.

  “Why won’t I? I already have my tubes tied so no way I’m getting pregnant ever again. But it’s something I would have loved to have. Just never got around to making my mind up on it.” She produced a sigh. “Well, I guess for us horny slut wives, we can’t always have everything we want.”

  April said nothing to this. She instead drank her tea and continued speculating whether to dial Max’s number or not.

  April left her friend’s home and returned to hers. She had the house to herself - Howard had taken their son out to enjoy a baseball game; she had professed a headache and wanted instead to stay home. A headache was the last thing she had on mind. Thinking too much about Max was taking over her thoughts hence she’d gone to seek counsel from the only person she knew who could give her one.

  She was throwing in her clothes as well Howard’s into the basket to take them downstairs to the washing machine - she would do the same for her son’s later - but stopped when she felt something in his pants pocket. Horror lit up her face when she slipped her hand into his pocket and unearthed what it was. It was a DVD disc similar to the one Jenny had mailed to her before, except this one had Howard’s name on it.

  April held it to her face and let his pants fall from her hand. She felt herself swoon for a moment, unable to comprehend what she was seeing. She forgot about the clothes and went downstairs to the living room and inserted the disc into the DVD player. It was the recording she had made of Jenny getting fucked by the mystery client of hers. She watched it to the end, almost expecting to see some other recording beside that one. When she found none, she ejected the disc out of the player and sat thinking. Done with thinking, she went searching for her phone.

  Chapter 24

  That night a bedside lamp came on and Howard found himself coming awake from April jerking his arm and talking into his ear. He lay on his shoulder and his eyes blinked a couple of times as he turned his head and saw his wife looking at him, still shaking his shoulder. He mumbled something incoherent before his eyes then came fully awake and he turned over on his backside.

  “April, what is... is something wrong?”

  “Something’s wrong,” said April. “Something’s very wrong. I’d first like to say I’m very sorry.”

  Howard nearly flung the sheets off him as he then sat up to confront her.

  “What are you apologising for, honey?” he took her hands in his. “Tell me what’s the matter?”

  April was silent for a moment while her eyes remained distant. Then she turned over to her side of the bed. Howard was about asking whatever she was doing, but then he saw her open her bedside drawer and took something out of it then shut it back and turned to him. He caught a lump in his throat when she faced him with the items she had brought. One was the disc he had received at the office that bore his name on it. But he was puzzled when April showed him the other disc in her hand
which bore her name. As if that was not enough surprise, he noticed how similar their names were spelt on both disc surface, as well that they were spelt with similar marker...

  Howard looked up at April more puzzled than ever. She retained the distant look in her eyes. She nodded her head as if to accentuate that she knew exactly what he was thinking.

  “There’s a lot you do need to know,” she said glumly.

  BOOK TWO: HOWARD & DAVE

  Chapter 1

  Dave Belling heard the distinct noise coming from the distant end of a tunnel. He was lost inside the tunnel, manoeuvring like a frantic jelly fish to find his way through the dark towards where he sensed the noise was coming from. Everything else was silent. The noise sounded familiar

  Brrrriiiiinnnnggggg... Brrrrrriiiinnnnggg...

  and the more he listened to it he got to realise how closer he was getting to it.

  The noise went away for a moment, but seconds later resumed it shrill cry. Dave saw himself edging closer to the mouth of the tunnel towards a bright light aiming at him. He stretched forth his hand into the light...

  His eyes shot awake and he saw himself lying on his side staring at his phone buzzing alive on his bedside cabinet. Dave rose slowly from his pillow and screwed his eyes as he continued staring at the blinking lights of his mobile phone, hearing its atrocious ringing tune. His initial thought was that this was all still part of the dream he enjoying and thought for a moment that he was again lost in the darkness of the tunnel. Then he heard Jenny murmur against him and that compelled him to reach for the phone and he screwed his eyes to view the screen better. The caller’s name wiped the dregs of sleep from his eyes and he swung off the bed and answered the call.

  “Hey... Howard,” he paused for a moment to swallow a gob of spite to clear his throat before continuing. “Err, what’s the matter?”

  “I need to talk to you, Dave. Right now.” He sounded pissed on the phone, Dave caught that and yet he was baffled that his friend decided to call him at such hour. He scratched an itch off his eyes then wore his glasses so he could better read the time in his watch and cursed aloud when he did.

  “Gosh, Howard, are you serious? This can’t this wait till later in the morning?”

  “I’m standing outside your fucking door,” Dave’s voice was tight and aggressive coming into his ear. “Get your ass out here right fucking now or I’m gonna wake up the whole street. I’m not leaving till you do.”

  Dave groaned irritably while thinking of whatever measure he could use to placate his friend. Behind him came a mumbling sight from Jenny and he knew it was only a matter of time before she awake to his phone conversation the longer he remained here.

  “All right, all right. Hold your horses and give me a minute.”

  Dave dropped his phone and sighed wearily. He rubbed his eyes behind his glasses then rose to his feet. He found his robe in the darkness and wore it, followed by his slippers. He bumped his ankle against the foot of the bed and managed to stifle a cry from escaping his mouth. Too late he heard a rustle from Jenny’s side of the bed as she turned over.

  “What’s the matter, darling?” her voice was just as groggy with sleep as was his minutes ago.

  “Nothing, honey,” he whispered back. “Go on back to sleep, dear. I’ll only be a minute.”

  He hobbled towards the door while massaging his ankle and let himself out of the room.

  His phone began ringing again as he made his way down the stairs and Dave uttered another curse before answering it.

  “For Pete’s sake, Howard, I told you hold your horses, did I not? I’m almost at the door.”

  “Yeah well, make it quick,” came his friend’s angry response and then the line went dead again.

  Dave swore under his breath as he clumsily navigated his way into his living room, bumping into a furniture as he approached the door. He switched on the room’s light then unlocked the door. A flutter of cold breeze stuck his face as he appraised his front lawn and beyond it the empty street and across from that his neighbour’s home.

  “Psst! Over here.”

  Dave looked towards his driveway and there stood Howard reclining against his vehicle in his pyjamas; he looked like he had been standing there for a long time. Dave shut the door behind him and made his way towards his friend who did not appear to be in a happy mood.

  “The hell you calling me awake at this hour, Howard?”

  “You ought to know why,” retorted Brain who was trying his best to contain the mass of anger bubbling inside him. “Why the fuck didn’t you ever tell me about your wife and mine being sex freaks?”

  As if Howard expected his friend to make any denials, he drew his hand out of his pocket and presented him the two separate discs he had gotten from April.

  “Ring any bells?”

  Dave pushed his glasses further up his nose while looking at the twin discs with Howard and April’s name on either one. Their names were done in his cursive style of writing with the same marker pen he often used. He looked at the discs with disinterest. Howard was somewhat disappointed that he had not gotten the exact response he had expected from Dave. What he expected was something akin to embarrassment and actual shame of being party to his wife Jenny persuading April to partake in whatever sick demented fetish they have been indulging this whole time behind his back. He continued waiting, expecting Dave to say something incriminating. He was growing further incensed with his mute silence.

  “You not going to deny what you and Jenny have been doing with April?” asked Howard.

  “What did she tell you?”

  “What do you fucking think she told me? Just about everything. She woke me up and showed me the disc you’d mailed to me. I don’t know how she found it, except before I could say anything, she showed me the one that bore her name and told me that she’d lied when she told me it was from someone else. Then she and Jenny have been doing this whole time.”

  Dave held the disc with April’s name to his face.

  “Have you watched it yet?”

  “Yes, I have. It’s the same as the one you sent me. But that’s not what brought me here. What I want to know is why the hell I knew nothing about this?”

  “Yeah, about that. I was gonna tell you about it, just needed to find the right time. But looks like April beat me to the punch.”

  “This isn’t funny, Dave. I’m really upset standing here talking about this less than what I’ve been thinking since she let me in on her secret. What she told me about her and Jenny going around fucking black men, is any it true?”

  Howard was upset, but how much upset was hard to explain. Nearly an hour ago he had sat up in bed and listened to April narrate about the times she had spent cajoling Jenny to tell her about the deviant lifestyle she lived along with Dave and how all this time she had become somewhat seduced and cajoled towards venturing into it as well. Maybe not explore wholeheartedly, but somewhat tickled to want to discover for herself how real it was. Jenny had intuitively read her thoughts and brought her along to numerous meetings with black men in hotel rooms. Jenny had as well given her the opportunity of filming her in action.

  Dave came and reclined against his vehicle beside his friend with his hands stuck inside his robe’s pockets.

  “Yes, it’s true,” he calmly admitted. “But this ain’t the right time to talk about this.”

  “My God, that’s exactly what I thought you were going to say.”

  “When she told you about it, why didn’t you come over right away?”

  “I don’t know. I could not believe it was all true what she’d said. I was downstairs in the living room running everything over in my head.”

  Howard felt just as spent and washed with relief having heard his friend admit to the truth. Already the anger that had br
ought him here to confront his friend was out of his system. Tiredness was what he had left in him now and it was beckoning him to return home and get back in bed.

  They said goodnight to each other and promised to talk later in the day. Dave remained by his driveway and watched his friend return the way he had come. His shoulders remained hunched like he didn’t have any strength in him anymore. Dave returned to his home and locked the door and switched off the light before returning upstairs, careful not to bump into anything along the way this time.

  Chapter 2

  A car cruised past Howard as he approached his home but his head was hanging low almost staring at his feet while he walked that he barely caught a glimpse of the vehicle or whoever sat behind the wheel as it drove past him. Besides that, his head was running a kaleidoscope of outrageous and convoluted imagery that it was some relief he managed to find his way back to his house and did not continue walking off into the night.

  He walked across his lawn not minding the wet grass as it brushed his ankles. He was not all that surprised to find his front door standing halfway open, courtesy of when he had stormed out of the house too caught up in his emotions to care as he hurried to confront his friend. Now that he had expelled all that bottled-up rage, he could not think of what next to do as he walked past the door into the warm comfort of his home. He sauntered into the living room undecided whether or not to venture further. He listened to the silence. April would probably be asleep by now... or even still awake. She had not made any effort to stop him when he left the room. He was confused of what to make of her. He could not even make up better words to qualify her now. Was she still his wife or something else?