Welcome to E. Mayberry

“I’m in this one too,” I said.

He walked me over to the game and I found Bastian and Bree both there already waiting for it to begin.

“There you are,” Bastian said as he walked up behind me and held me in his arms.

He’d forgotten about his erection and banged it against my lower back. He cursed and grabbed himself. Bree witnessed it too and we all laughed.

“Your man is a fucking ace in bed, holy shit,” Bree said. “I came so fucking hard.”

Unlike most women I’d met in my life, Bree didn’t say shit simply to get a jealous reaction. She honestly wanted me to know how much she enjoyed her time with Bastian and that was all. There was no hidden meaning behind her message. She was as honest as they come and wanted me to know. If anyone else had said it, I might’ve wanted to punch them in the mouth, but coming from her it seemed oddly like a compliment.

“Thank you,” I said.

And I didn’t know what I was thanking her for. For fucking him? For coming so fucking hard? What in her declaration had earned a thank you?

“Are you men still hard and ready to go?” Kendall said.

The men clapped and yelled things like “damn right” and “oh hell yeah.”

“Vivi, pass the lube around please,” she said. “And ladies, please oil up your man’s manly bit. They’re gonna need to be nice and slippery for this one.”

On stage a large red blanket covered something tall. Kendall and her cowboy pet pulled the blanket down and revealed a wooden wall with drawings of eight cartoon men, some large and overweight, some skinny, and some musclebound hunks. At the spot where the figures’ cocks would be were holes big enough to pass a cock through. Each hole was lined with plastic to prevent splinters. When I saw that I cracked up laughing and nobody else knew what I was laughing about.

“Ladies, feel your man’s cock one final time. Get to know it good. Then send those hunks up here onto the stage to get started,” Kendall said.

I rubbed lube onto Bastian’s dick and tried to familiarize myself with it. The vein on the bottom felt like any other man’s. He had no distinguishing marks or grooves. I put the palm of my hand to the base of his cock and tried to measure it. Then I sent him on stage.

“Okay men, go back behind this wall where Vivi will meet you with instructions. Ladies, you line up over here at the stairs so you can be blindfolded.”

A woman joined the men on stage and Kendall laughed.

“Ohh, lookie here,” she said. “We have a woman volunteer too.”

I had a feeling what was about to happen in this game. We’d probably all be blindfolded and have to walk down the line groping each cock and trying to figure out which was our man. So I wasn’t quite sure how a woman was going to play. Then I realized her partner was a woman too and I found it even stranger. Obviously, if she fondled a pussy she’d know it was her girlfriend.

Anyway, I lined up behind Bree and Jackie on the stairs. Other women got in line behind us. A woman I’d never met walked up to each of us and tied a blindfold over our eyes.

“So last year we did this game differently,” Kendall said. “Last year the ladies walked down the line and jacked off each man while trying to guess which belonged to her. But that’s the old way of doing it and we’re constantly getting bigger and better, right?”

The crowd cheered.

“So this time, the men will be putting their cocks through the holes and we’d like the women to put their pussies on ‘em!” Kendall shouted. “And see if your pussy can recognize the cock that belongs to it.”

The crowd grew louder.

Well that’s quite the twist.

I tried to remember the men who’d lined up with Bastian, wondering who I’d be fucking in order to guess Bastian’s dick.

Marco’s there. Shit.

Bree went first, and it was clear from her gasps and moans and whimpers that she was loving every second of her round.

“Darlin, don’t say your guess out loud. Keep it in your head to reveal later,” Kendall instructed her.

Jackie went next and the only one I knew for sure was Marco because when she got to him, the sound that came from her mouth was one that only a cock the size of Marco’s could force on a girl. Apparently she got past the pain and didn’t want to give up the pleasure.

“Okay now,” Kendall said. “You know this is a game, right babe? No full on fuckfests.”