Read Foursomes and More… Online
Authors: Adriana Kraft
Tags: #Multiple partners, #ménage, #Erotica, #Interracial
“Good.” Jen had grown to appreciate the honesty of the young man sitting across from her. “You two make a beautiful couple. And we’re happy we rose to the top of your list.”
“As cream does,” Crystal said, grinning. “So, now what? I hope you know you have two rather nervous but willing playmates. But how do we proceed from here? I may have been quite sexually active in the past, but this is still a new context for both us. How do we get our clothes off?”
Jen laughed and clapped her hands. “You are going to be lots of fun. Well, let’s see.” She grinned at Brett, who clearly knew what she was about to offer. “We often play one of two games with new couples that sort of serve as icebreakers and, frankly, make things a bit more romantic than rushing to take our clothes off and jumping into bed.”
Frowning while watching her intently, Jason mumbled, “Games?”
“Nothing very demanding. But they do offer the opportunity for everyone to lose their clothes without much embarrassment.”
“By the time we get halfway through a game,” Brett interjected, “everyone’s usually laughing so hard we often skip the rest of the game.”
“So tell us about the games.” Crystal said. She poked Jason. “This could help…both of us.”
“The first game,” Jen said, “is a simple high-low card game. Each of us is dealt a card and high card tells low card what to do to another player, such as remove her blouse, take off his pants, kiss her, etc.”
“And the other game?” Jason asked.
“We brought along a game we bought that has two stacks of cards with instructions. The first stack is very much like what I said about the high-low game, only the cards tell us what to do and to whom rather than us deciding that. The second stack we wouldn’t begin with. It’s much more sexually explicit, getting partners to pair up and try out a variety of positions for oral, vaginal and anal penetration.”
While Jason blushed, Crystal giggled. “You’re right, we probably shouldn’t start there. Which game would you prefer, Jason? High-low, or the cards that tell us what to do?”
“The latter,” he said. “At least we don’t have to think too much about what to tell someone else to do.”
“And Jen neglected to mention,” Brett pointed out, “that anyone can say no to any suggestion. You just can’t pass. So you keep drawing until you find something you’re willing to do with whoever the card says.”
“That’s good,” Crystal and Jason said in unison.
“If we’re ready to begin,” Jen said, “why don’t the men clear the floor. I’ll get a sheet for the carpet…who knows what’s been spilt on it…and some pillows. We can sit in a circle and see what the cards want us to do with one another.” She flashed an eyebrow at Jason. “I have a couple ideas of my own, but I can wait.”
Crystal giggled again and eyed her husband. “I think you’ve attracted Jen’s interest. Or maybe this guy has,” she added, dragging a finger along the outline of his half-aroused penis. “You’re gonna have so much fun. Trust me,” she said, kissing Jason’s cheek, “we all are.”
Turning three shades of red, Jason stood and started pushing an easy chair back toward the wall, giving them more room.
Standing, Crystal headed for the kitchenette. “Why don’t I refill our drink glasses? Guess it goes without saying we won’t be going out to eat. I’ve grazed on the sausage and cheeses and dips. You should’ve told us you were bringing food. We could’ve brought some, too.”
Jen grabbed Crystal’s hand. “Next time. Besides, didn’t you imply you brought dessert to share?”
“Oh, you naughty girl.” Crystal hugged Jen firmly. “I did, didn’t I?” She puckered her lips and slanted them across Jen’s.
Jen slid her hands down the woman’s back and cradled her butt. Crystal’s tongue made its way through Jen’s open mouth and Jen ground her mound against Crystal’s, eliciting a moan from her partner.
She heard Brett’s cough. “Hey, girls. Thought you wanted to play this game. Not that we aren’t enjoying the show.”
“Oh,” Crystal said, backing off quickly and covering her mouth. She glanced over at Jason, who seemed locked in place as he watched his wife clutching another woman’s hand. “I’m sorry. I sort of got into it. It’s been so long since I’ve felt another woman’s lips.” She shook her head and slapped her hand in mock distress. “Jason, you okay?”
He nodded. “Hell, yes. I’m fine.” He blinked. “That was amazing. You got my attention.” He glanced at Jen. “And my interest. But let’s slow it down a bit.” A small smile crept across his lips as he straightened his now very firm erection. “In case anyone’s wondering, there’s little doubt I’m getting there. The ice is definitely cracking.”
Crystal skipped across the room to her husband and hugged him tight. “I love you, honey. And this guy will be free to roam soon. I wonder who will get the card that says,
Free Jason’s cock for action
.”
Jen laughed. “If you two keep teasing, there may be no need for an icebreaker, but here’s the game. If everyone can sit on the floor we can get this started. Boy girl, boy girl. That’s right.”
* * * *
Brett winked at Crystal, who sat on his right as they both watched their spouses. The game had progressed to the point that each player was down to underwear except Jason, who still had his pants on—but Jen had just drawn a card that meant his pants were about to disappear. Jen had him stand and face her.
“This belt is a bit of a challenge,” she said. She stood on her toes and kissed Jason. They had kissed before, so Jason seemed ready for her. His hands roamed over her buttocks as she worked on his belt buckle.
“There,” she said, pulling her lips away from his. “Now, let’s get these pants off of you so I can get a better look at what you have for me.”
Brett tried not to laugh as Jason wiggled his ass while Jen pushed his trousers down over his thighs until they were on the floor and he stepped out of them. He kicked them aside and swallowed hard as Jen reached for his cock, now standing proudly erect and poking out of his boxers.
“Oh my, oh my, “Jen purred. “Someone’s eager to say hi. “
Crystal squeezed Brett’s fingers as they both watched Jen slide down Jason’s body until she was on her knees. She rubbed his cock against her cheek and then across her bare tits. “You like this?” she said, batting her eyelashes up at him.
He nodded. “Oh yeah. But I’m not sure the card told you to do that.”
Jen pouted. “Sometimes a girl has to read between the lines. Do you see how hard my nipples are?”
“Yes.”
“And my pussy is creaming.”
“Really?” Jason reached out and tapped her nipples.
“Nice. You have me so wet, so turned on. Do you want me to show you?”
Jason glanced quickly at his wife and then back to Jen. “Yes.”
“Good.” Jen stood and slid her black thong over her thighs. “Give me your hand.”
She widened her stance and placed his hand over her bare mound. His eyes widened. She pushed one of his fingers into her pussy. “Did I lie?”
Jason shook his head vigorously. “You are sopping wet.”
“Do you think your wife is, too?”
“I know she is.”
Brett watched Jen stroke Jason’s shaft as he fingered her without further guidance.
“Are you okay if she shows my husband how wet she is?”
“Yes. Do it, Crystal.” His breathing faltered. “I can’t believe we’re really doing this. But it’s amazing. Go for it.”
Crystal jumped to her feet, quickly shed her thong and reached down for Brett, pulling him to his feet. She hugged him tight and worked his boxers downward. “I think the icebreaker game is over,” she murmured, grabbing his cock with one hand while using her other hand to guide his fingers to her pussy. “Was Jason right? Am I wet?”
“Very,” Brett said, easily slipping a finger deep into her vagina. “And hot. And I love how your nipples extend when you’re turned on like this.” He dipped his head and suckled on a dark nipple while increasing the pace of his finger. “You want a quick one?” His thumb found her elongated clit and strummed it lightly.
“Oh God, yes,” she squealed. “I’ve been wanting this all night. That’s marvelous.”
When she came down from her high, Crystal rose on her toes and grabbed his cock and started to slide him across her soaking labia.
“Jesus,” Brett groaned. Through his hazy brain he felt her working his cockhead around her opening. He pulled back a little. “That’s fantastic, but remember,” he muttered, “we use condoms for penetration.”
Crystal stepped back and blinked at him. “Damn, I was so into it I forgot.” She looked over at Jason, who seemed to be in heaven slit fucking Jen as they stood locked in place. “Guess that’s one lesson for us to remember from tonight.”
“I can’t say it’s never happened,” Brett said, grabbing a condom. “I’ve been caught by surprise a couple times, but I try to stay focused.”
“Good that you do.”
“Looks like my husband is definitely enjoying your wife.”
Brett chuckled. “And vice versa. She loves to slit fuck.”
“Ah shit,” Jason yelped, “I’m going to come.”
“That’s okay,” Jen said, dropping to her knees while stroking his cock. “Come on my tits. Show me what you got for me.”
“Holy crap! That’s incredible. You’ve got him. Don’t stop.”
Brett watched the novice swinger spray his cum over Jen’s boobs until they were coated white.
“There he blows,” Jen chortled, grinning broadly. “Now that we got that first round out of your system, you’ll probably wear me out before the night is over.” Jen swiped at the goo and licked her finger. “Tastes good, too. Though I should probably take a break and clean up.”
“No need,” Crystal said, dropping to the floor next to Jen. “Let me help.”
Brett tried to keep his breathing even as he watched the black woman flick her tongue out at Jen’s breasts, cleaning the mess her husband made.
Jen moaned and clutched the woman firmly to her chest. She peeked up at Jason, who stood over them lightly stroking his cock. “Your wife is incredible. You know that?”
“I do,” he said softly. “You both are.”
“Maybe,” Brett said to Jason, “we should let the women play a bit. Looks like Crystal is as much of an exhibitionist as Jen. Let’s enjoy the show. You want another beer?”
* * * *
Jen fondled Crystal’s right breast and twirled a dark nipple between thumb and finger. Crystal moaned around Jen’s tit, taking even more of it into her mouth. Jen glanced over at Brett. She then peered up at Jason, pleading for him to understand.
Nodding, Jason stopped stroking his cock, which stood at full attention. “I’ve imagined Crystal with another woman many times, but this surpasses anything I’ve imagined or talked about.”
“And we’ve only just begun,” Jen said, running her fingers through Crystal’s dark curly hair. “Enjoy the show, guys. Good God, Crystal you’re going to demolish my boob if you don’t come up for air soon.”
“Wow!” Crystal gasped as she moved away from Jen’s breast. “It’s been so long I’d almost forgotten how much I love the touch of a woman.” Crystal blinked and looked up at her husband, who still had not moved. “Are you okay with this? You’re my number one lover and always will be, but this is so much fun. Don’t freak out on me. Trust me.” She puckered her lips, inviting a kiss.
“I do,” Jason said, quickly bending down to kiss his wife. He straightened. “Enjoy. I know you’ve waited all this time because of me. Now I want you to enjoy. Don’t worry about me. I’m going to be okay.”
“Thanks, honey.” Crystal gave Jen a peck. “We’ll be sure to include you guys. You won’t be left out.”
“And,” Jen added, “you won’t be disappointed, if I have anything to do with it.” Jen pecked at Crystal’s lips as the men moved toward the kitchen area for drinks and to nosh. “How long has it been for you, Crystal? Since you tasted a woman?”
Crystal heaved a sigh. “Too long. Three and a half years. Since I decided Jason was the real thing.” She leaned in and whispered into Jen’s ear. “I’m so pleased he’s okay with what’s happening this evening. We’ll have to make sure we reward our guys with some hot pussy before we exhaust ourselves.”
“We’ll figure something out.” Jen chuckled. “I’m not going to let your husband get away without getting his cock in me. Hopefully he’ll fit.”
“He will. I’ll have you so ready for him a two-by-four would fit.”
“Ouch. I think I much prefer the thought of your husband.”
“No doubt. Now let me get serious about getting to know you much better.” Crystal patted a nearby pillow. “Why don’t you lie down and let me give you a tongue bath?”
Minutes later, lying on her back, Jen felt like she’d been transported to heaven—at least, to an erotic heaven. Crystal had started with her face and progressed to her neck and breasts. Seemingly each square inch of her upper body had been washed by Crystal’s tongue.
Jen inhaled as Crystal’s tongue dipped lower to rim her belly button.
Crystal paused as she’d done a half dozen times before. “You like?”
It was the same question each time she stopped. Jen nodded. “Delightful. You are making me tingle all over.”
“Good. Spread your legs more. “We don’t want to wear out the guys’ patience by taking too long. Besides, you look like you’re going to pop if I don’t taste you soon.”
“You got that right,” Jen said through clenched teeth. “Please hurry. A little bit.”
Chuckling, Crystal scrunched lower. Jen felt the woman’s breath on her mound. And then the tip of Crystal’s tongue tapped at the throbbing clit.
“Jesus,” Jen moaned, arching her pelvis. “You’re still teasing me.”
“Maybe this will help.”
Jen’s fingers curled into fists as Crystal’s tongue slid back and forth across Jen’s labia. Jen sensed her own growing wetness. She strained, wanting Crystal’s tongue deep inside her, yet not wanting to forego this talented tongue’s playfulness.
“You are so damn wet. And so wide open in anticipation.” Crystal spread Jen’s labia and lapped at Jen’s juices. “Oh,” she squealed. “You taste deeeelicious. It’s been so long. I may never get enough of this.”
Jen laced her fingers in Crystal’s curls, holding her in place. She ground her hips against her lover’s mouth, nursing a climax that had been building seemingly forever.