Inseparable

Kristin turned slightly and glanced over at me, biting her bottom lip. I could see then that she was slowly grinding her hips against her husband. She really had no shame, but at least in that moment, she was trying to be slightly discreet about it. Her knowledge of my hand on Matt’s dick had turned her on enough to want to feel herself rubbing against Jason’s cock. Her glare at me was pretty seductive as well, and I could feel the heat between my thighs getting warmer. It was probably that Jason’s cock was rock solid at that point. I could remember how hot Jason was that first night I had fucked him. He was shimmering with sweat, and his cock was fully erect, waiting for the next one of us to come over and climb on. His body was warm, and he smelled like cologne, sex, and whiskey, something that had turned me on ever since that day. That smell, weird to other people, was like a damn aphrodisiac to me. I was really hoping that I was going to get to see him like he was that first night again.

Just getting the visual brought the feeling between my legs. I could almost sense Jason’s big, hard cock sliding deep inside of me, thrusting up and down and bringing me almost to orgasm over and over until he let loose and let me have it. Not only did I hope I got to see him like that, but I really hoped that I got to feel that cock inside of me again. My own husband was clearly aroused by everything going on. We had sex a lot, but it wasn’t normal for him to just get a boner in the middle of a crowd. Maybe it was the story I had just told him about fucking my roommates. Maybe it was the visual he had, thinking about Kristin licking my pussy for hours that night. Maybe it was everything wrapped all into one. If he liked hearing all about it, maybe he would like acting it out as well. I felt comfortable enough at that point to be completely down with him watching me get fucked by other people. I even felt comfortable enough to watch him give it to Kristin or Jessica, like I knew he wanted desperately to do. I knew my husband, and though he had only ever had eyes for me, if I let go of the shackles, he would definitely feel amazing afterward.

“Never have I ever had two guys at once,” I said.

We watched and laughed as all of the guys sat silently, waiting for the others to take a drink. When none of them drank, they gave each other that silent but meaningful head nod. So, while us girls were completely down with licking each other raw, none of the guys had any kind of other tendencies. Jessica shrugged, holding her glass in her hand but not taking a drink, signifying that she had never had more than one guy at a time. Kristin, however, lifted her glass to her lips and took a big swig.

“Alright, Kristin, it’s your turn,” I said with a wink. “Tell your story,”

“Okay, well, I have to admit: I really like having more than one guy at once,” she said. “I’ve had threesomes, foursomes, and I’ve participated in orgies with Jason and other men before. Jason is always one of the dicks inside of me, though. It’s kind of what turns me on the most about it. I know if his dick is in me, all the rest is just extreme added pleasure.”

“Wow,” Jessica said, her mouth dropping open at the word orgy. “Okay, I have to know. What is an orgy really like? I mean, we have all seen pornos, heard the stories that dropped down the grapevine, but you never really have a chance to learn what they are really like from someone who has actually been there and done that. I don’t know if I am brave enough to be part of an orgy, at least, not one with a bunch of people that I have never met. I know how awkward first time sex can be with just one person.”

“Orgies are a bit different because people are there for one reason, and they are walking into it with no expectations, just ready to be pleasured,” Kristin said. “It’s a room full of aroused bodies, all writhing around one another, entirely bent on pleasure. Everyone there is present and ready to get and to give out an erotic and pleasurable experience. When there are new people, especially in groups that get together often, they take them in, make them feel comfortable and cared for. Usually, your first time is the least awkward of all because everyone wants to experience you.”

I sat back and listened as Kristin explained how orgies worked and gave some of her experiences being part of them. I knew nothing was ever that simple, but from the way that Kristin talked about orgies, I thought they sounded amazing. A bunch of people gathering together in a private place, leaving all their baggage and inhibitions at the door, and coming there just to seek and give pleasure. Who wouldn’t want to be involved in them? From the sound of it, there were even orgies strictly for married couples so that everyone knew there were certain rules to follow.

I could feel Matt leaning forward and wrapping his arms around my body and pulling me in close. I smiled and closed my eyes as he pressed his lips against my neck and kissed me all the way up to my ear. The erection he had was still there and stronger than ever, which turned me on in return.

“Would you like to be fucked by two men at once?” he whispered and nuzzled his nose against my skin.

I didn’t answer him at first. In my mind, I played out the scenario where Matt was fucking me at the same time as Jason. I thought about how hot it would be to have his cock in my mouth when I came on Matt’s dick. My breathing intensified a bit, and I reached down, squeezing Matt’s thigh.

“Hmm, you thinking about it right now? How it would feel to get fucked hard by two cocks at once? How it makes you orgasm like you’ve never experienced before in your life?”

I wriggled in my seat, gripping his thigh and feeling my heart start to race faster and faster. My pussy was hot and throbbing, and I wanted him to stop and take me right there on the couch, right in front of everyone. I wanted Jason to join in, and I wanted to see the girls all over Austin. Matt was starting to make it really hard to keep myself together and not completely give in to whatever Kristin had on her mind.

“You could have one cock in your pussy and the other one in your mouth,” he continued to whisper. “You could sit on someone’s face and get plowed from behind while you stroked that cock with your hand, teasing the man with your amazing lips. I can almost hear you right now, getting ready to come hard.”

Everything he was saying was exactly what was playing in my mind like a movie. I wasn’t sure if he knew just how hard he was turning me on, but he didn’t let up, leaning forward as he whispered, running his hand under the blanket and down between my legs. He squeezed my warm wet mound as he whispered in my ear and glanced around, very slowly grinding my hips against his fingers.

“Are you turned on?”

“You have no idea,” I whispered, leaning my head back and kissing him.

I was pretty sure I had never been that turned on in my entire life. Not the first time I fucked the group, not that hot night on the train, and not even earlier when Kristin was rubbing my pussy in the bathroom. I felt like I was going to burst right then and there, and I hoped that Kristin changed the subject or moved on because I wasn’t sure I could hold out much longer. It was like the biggest tease I had ever taken part in, and I didn’t even know if there would be a release at the end of it. One thing I knew, though, was that if it weren’t for the fact that Austin and Jessica weren’t on board with group sex, I’d be fucking Jason’s dick right then, running my lips over Matt’s and tasting Kristin’s sweet pussy.

Chapter 20

Jason

“Alright, my love,” Kristin said, looking at me. “It is your turn to ask the question.”

I smiled and kissed her on the cheek, turning and thinking hard about what I wanted to ask. It needed to be something really good, something that would push the group to open up even more about their interests, their thoughts, and something that would help my beautiful wife reach her goals with this plan of hers. We had been ramping up the sexual tension with all of these stories of fucking, questions about orgasms, and obvious playtime between the couples under their blankets, and we needed to make sure that stayed just as intense. I had always been really good at answering the questions, but never really good at asking them. Kristin was always the creative one.

She looked at m

e and winked, knowing I was trying to keep up the excitement that she had created. But how was I supposed to take “Never Have I Ever” to the next level? It didn’t push anyone to act on their desires. It just made it possible for everyone to open up verbally. It was much more difficult to act than it was to speak. Suddenly, a brilliant idea hit me, and I couldn’t help the smile curling up on my lips. I knew exactly what I needed to do to take this up a notch, and hopefully, Kristin would follow my lead.

“Alright,” I said, rubbing my hands together. “Never have I ever… lost at Truth or Dare.”

I watched as several people lifted their glasses and took a drink. Kristin sipped hers and looked at me with a coy smile, obviously knowing exactly where I was going with that. That was why I loved her. She never missed a thing.

“What exactly do you mean by ‘losing’ at Truth or Dare?” Austin leaned forward, asking the question.

“I have never failed to complete a dare, no matter how crazy or outlandish it was,” I replied. “Even when I was a kid and we played the game.”

“I don’t know, that kind of sounds like a challenge,” Kristin said, following my lead. “Maybe it’s time that we switched up the game a little. I totally see a game of Truth or Dare and these drinks going down some very interesting roads in this snowed-in little cabin. Good job, honey. I like how you think.”