Broken

Matt held my panties up in the air victoriously, winking at Amber before turning back toward me, taking a whiff of them, and handing them back to me with a very sexy look on his face. Instantly, our eyes locked, and I could feel the spark of electricity shoot from the tip of my toes, up into my chest. I hadn’t had that feeling from

anyone other than Austin in a really long time. I had learned long ago there was difference between the spark of lust and the butterflies you got with an emotional attachment. That feeling with Matt was most definitely the spark of lust trying to take me over completely. He could see just how wet my panties were, letting him know that having him that close to me was something that I didn’t mind in the least. The entire day had been a culmination of events that had brought me to that point, and I was starting to get a little woozy from the amount of lust that was boiling up in my stomach. I imagined Matt walking forward, whipping his cock out, and fucking me right there on the table in front of everyone. I was yearning to feel his dick, to know just how much he filled me up, and to know what Amber got to feel every time he fucked her.

My eyes scanned Matt’s body and landed on the hard cock inside of his pants. The thing was huge and practically throbbing against the material. It was screaming to him to let it out to play, and I was more than willing to be his playland for a while. He smiled and reached his hand down, pulling me off the table and back onto my feet before turning and walking back to Amber. He kissed her gently and then looked back over at me, watching my breasts as they bounced. As I walked back over to the couch to sit down next to Austin, I couldn’t wait to find out what was going to happen next. Things seemed like they were just heating up.

Chapter 22

Austin

I watched as my wife walked back over toward me, her beautiful naked body on display for everyone. She sat down, and I handed her part of the blanket, but all she did was cover part of her leg. I could tell that she was really enjoying pushing the envelope. I wasn’t sure how to feel about another man being that close to my wife, even if it was Matt, and even if his wife was sitting across the room watching. At first, I felt a fit of jealousy and possessiveness that I had never felt before in our marriage. Up to that point, I had never really had any reason to feel jealous or possessive because we rarely let single people into our circle of friends. Then, however, I could see how turned on Jessica was. Watching her writhe and suffer under the grasp of Matt’s mouth was actually pretty fucking hot. I thought to myself that maybe Jessica was right. Maybe I should relax for once and do something that I knew I wanted.

I loved my wife more than anything in the world, and part of loving her was wanting to bring her pleasure. It was part of what I did every day, thinking of new ways to get her to the highest climax possible. She was a siren in the bedroom and loved it when I ran my tongue over her pussy. It was something she said I was exceptionally good at. Hearing her scream out in ecstasy had to be one my favorite sounds. If this was something that brought her that kind of pleasure, then I knew that it would more than satisfy me as well. Besides, how could I possibly get upset at what Matt just did? Jessica had stood there and watched when Kristin had made out with me, rubbing her tits against my chest and really taking that kiss as far as she could. I didn’t even try to resist when her lips were close to mine, not that I could have with the sheer amount of sexual tension that had built between the two of us as soon as I laid my eyes on her. Trying to fight it would have only made me more irritated and sexually frustrated.

Afterward, I immediately looked over at Jessica to make sure she was okay. From the look on her face, it was clear that she didn’t hold a grudge, so why would I? We had both agreed to play this game, knowing full well that Kristin or Jason were going to take it to a whole new level. I knew that in the front of my mind, I was fighting it hard core, but in the back of my mind, I couldn’t wait to see what happened next. The emotions were a little confusing, but that confusion was tuned out by the sound of the screaming cock in my pants.

“Alright, Amber, it’s your turn,” Matt said. “Truth or Dare?”

She sat there for a minute, looking around the room, obviously trying to decide whether to take the leap or not. At that point in the game, all rules had been thrown out the window, and as soon as you said dare, you were going to be thrown into the pit for the wolves to descend upon. It sounded like a bad thing, but from what I was seeing, it was pretty erotic.

“Dare,” she said finally, getting into the spirit of things.

“I dare you to lick Kristin’s nipples for two minutes,” he said triumphantly. “Unless of course, you have an objection, Kristin.”

“Of course not.” She smiled. “I mean, it’s all for the sake of the game, right? I am dedicated to making this game run smoothly, and if it means I have to give up my nipples to a little tongue action from a sexy-ass woman, well those are just the sacrifices that will have to be made. Who am I to deprive Amber of the dare you just assigned her?”

“Amber?” Matt said, looking at her with darkened eyes.

“Gladly,” she said, hopping up off the couch.

We all watched with bated breath as she moved across the living room and bent down in front of Kristin. She slowly pulled her tank top off and tossed it to the side, grabbing her perked breast with one hand and massaging it as she stared into Kristin’s eyes. She lowered her head down and pulled Kristin’s nipple in her mouth, sucking it hard. She turned and did the same with her other nipple before pulling her head up a bit and swiping her tongue across it. As she flicked her tongue, Kristin leaned her head back and started to moan loudly, grasping on to the brick beneath her. She reached up and ran her fingers through Ambers blonde locks, really getting into the motions. I was pretty sure if no one said anything, they would be licking each other’s pussies in no time.

I reached down and adjusted myself, realizing that my cock was hard as stone. It was starting to become really uncomfortable, especially since Jessica had played with it before we climbed down from hammock to play poker. I wanted Kristin so bad. Her kiss had made me unbearably aroused, and now, the sight of her and Amber—two extremely beautiful and sexual women—touching each other was pushing me way over the edge. All I wanted to do was get up and stick my cock in Kristin, watching her moan and scream from the way Amber’s mouth felt on her body. I wanted to feel her juices running down my cock and over my balls. But could I really do it? Could I actually fuck another woman, or women for that matter? What would Jessica feel, watching me balls deep inside of Kristin?

Jason kept the time on his watch as Amber pushed Kristin harder and harder. For a moment, I really thought that I was going to watch Kristin burst open from the seams and come all over herself from the flick of Amber’s tongue, but she refrained from climaxing at that moment. When she was done, she kissed Kristin on the cheek and walked back over to her husband. It was now her turn to ask, and I could see she had her eye on Jessica.

“Alright Jessica, Truth or Dare?”

“Dare, of course,” Jessica said with a smile.

“I dare you to race me in a horsey race,” she said with a big grin.

“Alright, what in the world is a horsey race?”

“I’ll show you,” Jason said excitedly.

For some reason, I had a feeling that even though the name sounded innocent, there was not anything sweet about what was about to happen. Either way, I was already really curious and if it had anything to do with these girls naked, then I was down. Jason jumped up, still naked, his t-shirt dislodging with his movement and his huge cock swinging around. He sat down on the edge of the couch with his knees bent. I furrowed my brow, trying to understand what in the hell was actually going on. Amber stood up, patting me on the back and walked over to Jason. She walked forward and straddled one of his knees.

“No, no, no,” Jessica said, shaking her finger. “You know the rules. Horsey races do not allow any articles of clothing at all. Especially not your socks, since last time, you tried to cheat.”

“I did not,” Amber said, feigning shock.

“You wore gripping socks, so you wouldn’t fall off,” Jessica said, pointing her finger at Amber.

“Not on purpose.” She laughed.

Amber started laughing and giggling as she stood up and took off her clothes. I couldn’t help but stare at her sexy body, wishing she was going to be straddling my and not Jason’s. Jason leaned back and stabilized himself with his hands as he moved his legs apart, making space for Jessica and Amber to both straddle a leg, facing away from him. The girls climbed on with serious faces, every once in a while, letting out a short burst of laughter here and there.

“Alright, ladies, here are the rules,” Jason said in the voice of an announcer. “You each straddle my leg. There is no gripping on with your hands. They have to stay above your heads at all times. The first person to fall off or orgasm is the loser.”