Written by Magimike
5 Feb 2011
Games People Play
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Karen and I have been together for six years now. We have never been part of the Swingers scene, until this experience. When we first got together, we spoke of the possibility of finding a couple with who we could have sex with. We both agreed that it would be a fun and no attachments experience if we ever got the chance.
I had met a woman at the office I was working in a few months ago. Christine is a tall, and intelligent woman with a great sense of humour. I have always found strong minded women more appealing. Karen is just that, very intelligent and quick to pick up on some of my more obscure jokes. Anyhow Christine and I got to know each other and seemed to click. It wasn’t long before we invited Christine and her husband, Steve around for dinner. We all got along very well, and we fell into a routine of having them around once a month to play cards and board games. There had never been any hint of more ADULT entertainment. To be honest I would not know how to bring up the subject. We were just four friends enjoying each other’s company.
In early November we were all together for our usual chat and games. Christine had just lost a hand, and I made a joke that would change everything. When Christine’s cards didn’t cover enough points, I said “Oh, you loose. Take off an article of clothing.”
I remind you again that up till this moment, there had never been a hint of anything sexual in our games days. I was in the process of filling glasses on the table and thought it was just a silly thing to say.
Christine looked up at me with a smile on her lips, and one eyebrow raised. A look that says do you dare me? With out taking her eyes off me she undid the buttons on her shirt, and pealed it off draping it on the empty chair behind her. Karen later told me that she thought I would not be able to say anything, and didn’t expect me to come back with “Well this is my lucky day. Someone deal the next hand.”
I did think that Christine would put the shirt back on once the joke was made, but she sat there in her black lace bra and shuffled the cards. I couldn’t wait to get back to my chair. I looked at Karen who was having a hard time not laughing out loud.
“I wish I had a camera. That look on your face was priceless.” She said.
So the cards were dealt, and it seemed to be a very fast game after that. Like we all wanted to see who would win, and more importantly, who would loose. As it turned out I was the one to score less points on that deal. I tried to be smooth about it, but I think my shirt came off faster than if it was on fire.
Over the next few hands we all lost some clothes. Steve was still wearing his jeans and socks. Karen and Christine were both down to just panties and I was sitting there in my boxer shorts. Just when I started wondering where this was all going to end up, I felt something rub up against my inner leg. We don’t have dogs or cats, so this came as something of a surprise. Christine, on my right, was taking advantage of the bear flesh and sliding her foot up and down my leg. Needless to say this was having a major effect on me. I was glad I was sitting at the table. As it was I could have made the table rise with the erection Christine was cultivating in my lap. It may be due to the lack of concentration on my part, but I lost that hand. There was lots of cheering, as I was to be the first person to be naked. Once again glad I was sitting at the table, I slid off my boxers with out standing up.
Christine, once again got that look in her eye. The look that is all mischief and playful. She picked up her glass and downed it in one big gulp. Then she said,
“ My glass seems to be empty. Could you get me a refill, Mike?’
I was horrified. She wants me to walk over to the fridge and get her a drink while I’m stark naked and supporting an erection. Then I thought about it for a second. She’s the one that started this. If she wants to see me naked, why the hell not?
So I stood up and got the bottle of drink from the fridge.
“Your never that happy to get me a drink.” Said Karen, and then she burst out laughing.
“Don’t laugh at him.” Said Christine, “ I think he is a wonderful host. Showing his guest how happy he is to have them.”
I didn’t think. It was out of my mouth before I could stop it. “But I haven’t had you yet.” There it was. Said as plain as day. I’m sure it was on all our minds, but this was the first time someone put it into words. I felt sure that the spell would be broken and we would all get dressed and never mention it again.
My jaw nearly fell to the floor when Christine said “Then you had better get over here.”
With that she reached out and grabbed my dick and pulled me towards her like it was a handle on a saucepan.
She started stroking my dick and balls saying things like, “Your so lucky Karen. It is a nice dick. Can I play with it for a while?” It was quite strange having someone playing with my dick and asking permission from Karen. That is not a complaint. It was just strange.
“Just so we don’t end up being an audience, I might borrow Steve’s for a while.”
I looked across the table and saw that Steve had somehow lost his jeans and was standing next to Karen.
Karen reached out and started tickling Steve’s prick, with a big smile on her face.
Just then my dick became warm and happy. I looked down to see Christine had taken it in her mouth and was starting to give me a very respectable blowjob. I reached down and started playing with her left nipple. She hummed her approval and the vibrations went straight up my dick and into my spine. It was wonderful.
Steve said, “I think the couch would be more comfortable.” And helped Karen up from her chair and lead her to the couch. In one quick motion her knickers were off and she was sitting on the couch with her legs open. An irresistible invitation for Steve to get on his knees and start eating out her bush.
Christine moved away from my dick long enough to look at the other two and said “Karen will enjoy that. He’s got a very talented tongue.”
“Yours is sending me in a spin as well.”
“Why thank you.” She said as she stood, then kissed me. Her tongue slid between my lips and explored my mouth. It was urgent and demanding. I loved it.
I spun her around and laid her on the dinning room table. Her legs came up and her knickers were off in a flash. And a flash is what I got. For a moment I saw a bit of pink skin under a thatch well manicured pubic hair. I was about to go down on her but remembered what she had said about Steve’s talent. So I moved up a bit and nibbled her nipples. A sudden intake of breath indicated her surprise and delight. A hand came to the back of my head and stroked it as I licked, nibbles and sucked.
After a while Christine whispered, “I want you in me now.”
Not one to pass up an invitation like that, I stood up, positioned myself between her legs and pushed my dick into her. I always enjoy the sensation of the first thrust in to a welcoming hole. A quiet little moan escaped her lips, then they split into a big grin. “Nice. That is so nice.”
I started a rhythm and watched as her tits wobbled in time with my strokes. The cards and glasses on the table were also moving about, but I wasn’t thinking about them at all.
It didn’t seem like much time had passed at all when I felt my self starting to cum. Christine must have seen it on my face, because she had the biggest smile as she said, “Yes that’s it. Cum. You know you want to. I want you to.” That did it. The spasm started in my toes and shot up my legs to my groin where all the energy burst out in a series of shuddering spasms that seemed to go on, and on and on. All the time I could hear Christine saying, “That’s it. Oh yes. There you go.”
When I had got a little more control over myself I said, “ Sorry. I wanted you to cum first.”
I nearly fell over when she said, “Don’t worry about it. Next time.” And then she kissed me. Next time. This was sounding good to me.
We moved into the lounge room to find Karen sitting on Steve’s dick bouncing up and down with her eyes closed and a very happy look on her face. I whispered to Christine, “Come on, suck her nipples. She loves that.”
“So do I.”
We moved in quickly, Christine on one side of Karen and me on the other. Karen had her head back and her eyes still closed when we started sucking a nipple each. Karen gave a surprised squeal, and then came the realisation that she was enjoying it. Karen cried out “Oh yes. I’m going to cum!”
Like I said, Karen loves getting her nipples sucked.
The orgasm hit Karen like a train. She always had big orgasms, but this was something special. Steve could not hold off any longer either and I found my self in the position of helping my partner orgasm with another man. And I did not mind a bit.
We sat on the floor of the lounge room with out bothering to get dressed. It seemed like the most natural thing to do. I got drinks for everyone and as I gave Karen hers, I gave her a big kiss and told her that I loved her.
Christine smiled at Karen and said, “Not exactly as we expected, but pretty god all the same.”
“What do you mean as expected?”
The girls smiled at me, then looked at each other and laughed.
Karen put her hand on my shoulder and said, “Did you think we hadn’t spoken about this before today?’
Christine and I were on the phone for about an hour yesterday trying to think of ways to raise the subject with you two guys. I nearly cheered when you made that bloody awful joke.”