and I will review the rules, as we always do, and acquaint Lisa with the game.” He gestured towards her and smiled.
Lisa smiled back, trying to quell a sudden attack of nerves.
Jake placed a bright-red basket at the place where he’d been sitting. “All the game pieces are in here,” he said. “Choose one and pass the basket to the next person. Also be sure to take a chip with a number on it that you’ll keep throughout the game.” A redhead picked up the basket, made her choices and handed the basket to the man next to her.
“Then,” Mark picked up the thread, “place your game piece on the big block that says Start.” He dropped three dice onto the big board. “Whoever has the Number One chip will go first. Roll the regular die to find the number of spaces to move, the other dice to find out who you’ll interact with. Remember, you must do whatever it says on the block you land on.”
“And,” Jake added, “If you land on a purple square, you get to pick a card from the pile which gives you additional choices. Everyone ready? Okay. Number One, roll the dice.” Number One turned out to be a well-muscled man with sandy hair, an impressive chest and a more impressive cock, visible despite his seated position. He rolled the regular die, moved six spaces and chuckled.
“Kiss one player of the opposite sex and fondle her breasts,” he read. “I choose our guest. Her breasts look delicious.”
He uncurled himself and rose, walking over to where Lisa sat and lifted her to her feet.
When his mouth came down on hers, she felt a shiver of delight race through her. His lips were firm and smooth, brushing lightly against hers before nibbling on her lower lip. His tongue traced the seam of her mouth, pushing to indicate she should open for him. As she did, his hands came up to cradle her breasts, squeezing them gently.
GAME ON
Desiree Holt
10
His tongue swept into her mouth tasting her everywhere, whisking across the roof and the insides of her cheeks. She pressed her own tongue against his, doing a very delicate erotic dance with him.
His thumbs rasped against her pebbled nipples, making them even stiffer, and she felt the trickle of liquid down the inside of one thigh.
“Time!” Mark called. “Next player please.”
The sandy-haired man whispered in Lisa’s ear, “I’m Tim, and I plan to call on you again.” Then he returned to his place in the circle.
Lisa was happy to sit down again, her legs suddenly unsteady.
The next player was a woman, who squealed with delight when she rolled her die, moved her game piece and read, “Pick two men, one to suck your nipples, the other to have his cock stroked.” She leapt up and pointed to Mark. “I choose you first.” He shook his head, defusing his answer with a grin. “You know the rules. Jake and I don’t play until the game is well underway.”
“Shoot.” She pouted then glanced around the circle. “Okay, then I choose Jim and Brent.”
A lanky blond man and one with hair almost as black as Mark’s stood and walked over to where the woman stood. As if they’d pre-planned it, the blond took one breast in his hands and lowered his head to her nipple, drawing it well into his mouth. The other man took the woman’s hand, placed it on his cock and sucked in his breath as her fingers closed around it. As the man’s penis was stroked, Lisa could see a drop of pre-cum form at the slit in the plum-coloured head. The woman brushed her finger over it, spreading it across the velvety skin. The man sucking her nipple lifted his head and moved his mouth to the other one.
At that moment, Mark called, “Time.”
The men moved away with obvious reluctance, and Mark nodded for the next player to proceed.
Someone had refilled Lisa’s wine glass when she wasn’t looking, and she took a healthy swallow of the chilled liquid, needing something to calm her. She was so aroused from watching others and the game had just begun. She jerked, spilling some
Lisa smiled back, trying to quell a sudden attack of nerves.
Jake placed a bright-red basket at the place where he’d been sitting. “All the game pieces are in here,” he said. “Choose one and pass the basket to the next person. Also be sure to take a chip with a number on it that you’ll keep throughout the game.” A redhead picked up the basket, made her choices and handed the basket to the man next to her.
“Then,” Mark picked up the thread, “place your game piece on the big block that says Start.” He dropped three dice onto the big board. “Whoever has the Number One chip will go first. Roll the regular die to find the number of spaces to move, the other dice to find out who you’ll interact with. Remember, you must do whatever it says on the block you land on.”
“And,” Jake added, “If you land on a purple square, you get to pick a card from the pile which gives you additional choices. Everyone ready? Okay. Number One, roll the dice.” Number One turned out to be a well-muscled man with sandy hair, an impressive chest and a more impressive cock, visible despite his seated position. He rolled the regular die, moved six spaces and chuckled.
“Kiss one player of the opposite sex and fondle her breasts,” he read. “I choose our guest. Her breasts look delicious.”
He uncurled himself and rose, walking over to where Lisa sat and lifted her to her feet.
When his mouth came down on hers, she felt a shiver of delight race through her. His lips were firm and smooth, brushing lightly against hers before nibbling on her lower lip. His tongue traced the seam of her mouth, pushing to indicate she should open for him. As she did, his hands came up to cradle her breasts, squeezing them gently.
GAME ON
Desiree Holt
10
His tongue swept into her mouth tasting her everywhere, whisking across the roof and the insides of her cheeks. She pressed her own tongue against his, doing a very delicate erotic dance with him.
His thumbs rasped against her pebbled nipples, making them even stiffer, and she felt the trickle of liquid down the inside of one thigh.
“Time!” Mark called. “Next player please.”
The sandy-haired man whispered in Lisa’s ear, “I’m Tim, and I plan to call on you again.” Then he returned to his place in the circle.
Lisa was happy to sit down again, her legs suddenly unsteady.
The next player was a woman, who squealed with delight when she rolled her die, moved her game piece and read, “Pick two men, one to suck your nipples, the other to have his cock stroked.” She leapt up and pointed to Mark. “I choose you first.” He shook his head, defusing his answer with a grin. “You know the rules. Jake and I don’t play until the game is well underway.”
“Shoot.” She pouted then glanced around the circle. “Okay, then I choose Jim and Brent.”
A lanky blond man and one with hair almost as black as Mark’s stood and walked over to where the woman stood. As if they’d pre-planned it, the blond took one breast in his hands and lowered his head to her nipple, drawing it well into his mouth. The other man took the woman’s hand, placed it on his cock and sucked in his breath as her fingers closed around it. As the man’s penis was stroked, Lisa could see a drop of pre-cum form at the slit in the plum-coloured head. The woman brushed her finger over it, spreading it across the velvety skin. The man sucking her nipple lifted his head and moved his mouth to the other one.
At that moment, Mark called, “Time.”
The men moved away with obvious reluctance, and Mark nodded for the next player to proceed.
Someone had refilled Lisa’s wine glass when she wasn’t looking, and she took a healthy swallow of the chilled liquid, needing something to calm her. She was so aroused from watching others and the game had just begun. She jerked, spilling some
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