Game of Phones

Megan wanted to show off a bit longer, but not as much as she wanted Charlotte to join her by shedding her jeans. The game had to continue, and reluctantly she returned to her seat where she welcomed the warm touch of her husband's hand on her legs once more.

"This has officially become a stripping game then!" Charlotte announced.

"It was bound to happen sooner or later," Megan replied with a grin. "Anyway, I suppose it's my turn."

Regardless of Charlotte's previous statement, the game itself was about to reveal there was much more in store for the players than just revealing skin. James, of course, knew this, but he was no longer concerned that the game would be ending any time soon. Neither Charlotte nor Megan seemed to be uncomfortable with nudity, and clearly they were fine with answering personal questions about their sexuality.

James also suspected that his wife was answering questions incorrectly on purpose, receiving punishments in order to speed up the process. He was less certain of Charlotte, but he had a feeling the same would hold true for her as well. In fact, he had a feeling they would all be putting forth a weaker effort to avoid penalties from now on.

This was the case with Megan's question, which asked if she had ever experienced anal sex. James preferred vaginal sex to anal, but sometimes, after making sure his wife had achieved orgasm, he would take advantage of how slippery she left him and venture into her "back door." Megan enjoyed how naughty it made her feel, and more often than not she could bring herself to orgasm all over again.

Charlotte, of course, knew of this information. She had talked with Megan for hours about how nervous she had been to let Sawyer try anal with her, until Megan reassured her that she was probably worrying for no reason. Sawyer also knew, because James had shared his new conquest the day after it occurred. He had been extremely proud of Megan for venturing out of her usual comfort zone.

When the submissions arrived on her phone, however, Megan found that Sawyer had answered "No." She knew it was a lie, but the prospect of watching Sawyer remove his pants made up for his behavior. Nobody else mentioned anything as he pretended to dread the imminent punishment. They were all eager to keep the game moving, in any form it took.

Sawyer had created the game, with James' help, so they both knew this round would include naughtier punishments than the last. Their reactions to the words on the screen were still genuine. Megan gasped and covered her mouth as she read, her eyes wide with shock.

Charlotte sensed that Megan wouldn't be able to read anything aloud for a few minutes more, so she took the initiative to speak the words that everyone was perfectly capable of reading on their own. "Sawyer has to masturbate for Megan!"

"What does that even mean?" Sawyer asked, already knowing the answer. He wrote the penalty, after all, though he had hoped it would be one of the girls putting on a show for him.

Charlotte scrolled down to read the details. "Megan must take Sawyer, alone, into a private area. Once there, the two cannot return to the group until Sawyer has successfully masturbated to completion while Megan observes. Absolutely no touching is allowed!"

"Oh, my!" Megan finally found words. "Things just got a lot more interesting!" Her blush returned, brighter than before.

"Does anyone have any objections to this?" Sawyer asked. Nobody answered immediately.

Finally, Charlotte said, "I don't see the big deal. I'm cool with it. What about you James?"

"It's fine with me," James answered. "But just because we can't be in there with you doesn't mean we won't be listening, so don't get any ideas, young lady!" He smiled at Megan. "And remember, no touching. Not this time, at least."

Megan's blush deepened, but she couldn't help but smile. James was once again displaying a huge amount of trust in his wife, and his last words had been a clear indication that whatever happened during the rest of the game would likely also be forgiven. She knew this came at a price, of course, but Megan had long-since decided that she would allow James to fuck Charlotte. It no longer caused her the slightest hesitation to even imagine it.

Megan stood first, reaching a hand out to Sawyer with a smile. "Come along then, slave." Sawyer didn't need any more convincing than this. Being led into a private area by an extremely sexy, lingerie-clad beauty was more than enough enticement for any hot-blooded male. He gave James and Charlotte one last smile of appreciation before taking Megan's hand and allowing her to lead him upstairs towards the bedroom.

James noted that Megan was taking him upstairs, rather than the nearby office, which had a perfectly good couch as well as the desk chair. He assumed she did this on purpose in the hopes of gaining more privacy. The stairs tended to creak at night when walked upon, which would give her a bit of warning if anyone followed.

It didn't matter. Whatever those two did upstairs, rules be damned, he would let them have their fun. His eyes were already on the lovely vixen left behind to keep him company. This penalty might have pleasant consequences for all players.

Charlotte was already grinning, wicked and naughty things clearly on her mind. Standing, she spoke loudly enough for Megan to hear from her position halfway up the stairs. "I think this drink might be a bit too strong. James, can you make me another one of those melon sours? You're better at it than I am."

It was a lie, and everyone knew this, but nobody cared. Megan's focus was on Sawyer in-tow behind her, and James didn't even bother answering aloud for them to hear. He climbed to his feet and followed Charlotte's ass as it disappeared into the kitchen.

Megan led Sawyer into the guest bedroom, as it was the closest to the stairs. She was still smiling at the thought of it all, at how hilarious and sexy it was to make Sawyer do this. She guided him to the foot of the bed and instructed him to remove his clothes. Sawyer smiled and raised an eyebrow.

"You sure you don't want to help me out of these?" he asked, hopeful.

Megan wiggled her finger in the air. "Ah, ah, no can do! The rules say no touching, and regardless of what those two downstairs are thinking, I fully intend not to break any rules tonight!" She smiled when Sawyer began to pout.

"I don't think they're too worried about us right now," he argued. "They'll never know anything."

Megan grinned. "True, but I'm sure James told you this already. I love being a little tease, and I'm really fucking good at it!" Megan demonstrated by sliding her hand slowly over her bra. "Now, strip for me Sawyer!"

Sawyer pouted a little longer, but in the end he gave Megan his charming smile and did as he was told. He knew there was likely more to come regardless. He was already shirtless, so he slowly undid his pants and gave Megan a tease of his own, forcing her to wait patiently while he pulled the trousers off of his body to reveal a pair of black boxer-briefs similar to James' blue ones down below.

As he looped his thumbs into his waistband he looked up at Megan to ask a question. "Do you think Charlotte really wanted another drink in the kitchen?"

Megan giggled. "I highly doubt that. No, I have a feeling those two are down their playing out their own little 'penalty' with one another right now as well."

Sawyer frowned, but not at the thought of James having his way with Charlotte, but at the thought of Megan becoming outraged if they were caught. "Does that bother you?"

He was relieved to hear her giggle once more and see her smile. "No," Megan answered. "I wouldn't be okay with what we're doing now if I wasn't sure they will get to have some fun of their own. James is a great husband. He's perfect, really, and the sex is fantastic. Trust me, Charlotte is in for a real treat tonight if things keep going in this direction. But sometimes, people just want to try new things, and I think James deserves a little fun." Megan then gave a seductive look at Sawyer before glancing down to his underwear, primed for removal. "I'd say we all do."

Sawyer grinned. "How far are you willing to let this go tonight?"

Megan genuinely thought about this for a moment. "As long as things remain fair, I can see tonight ending in many ways, most of them very naughty." Her smile faded slightly. "But, James is still my husband. I think if we do end up going 'all the way,' I'd like for him to have me first. A girl does get possessive, after all."

Sawyer nodded. "I can understand that. I'd probably feel the same about Charlotte, if things went that far."

Megan giggled again. It was becoming a turn-on for Sawyer. "Of course, they're probably already fucking each other downstairs."

It was Sawyer's turn to laugh. "I don't think so. I'm sure it will happen eventually, but you're not the only girl in this house that likes to tease. If they're doing anything right now, Charlotte is making your husband earn his dessert. But you already knew that, didn't you?"

Megan didn't answer his question, biting her lip instead. "No more talking. You're still wearing underwear, and that's a problem, because I have to watch you while you do this!"

Without another word Sawyer finished sliding the undergarment down his legs. Megan put her hand over her mouth, but couldn't resist letting a little squeal of excitement escape her throat. Sawyer's cock was long and thick, and although James had an extra inch to work with, Sawyer was more than capable of filling her.

Megan didn't drag a chair over to watch, opting instead to kneel in front of him so that she could be close to the action. Sawyer wasted little time with his task as he sat on the edge of the mattress. He began with long, slow strokes over his entire shaft. Megan noted that, like James, Sawyer was completely hairless down below, with smooth balls to match. She watched them now as he continued to stroke, wishing she hadn't already enforced the rule on herself. She loved the sound James made when she sucked on his balls, and knew that Sawyer would appreciate the assistance.

Sawyer moaned softly as he masturbated, taking immense pleasure in the way Megan fidgeted as she watched. It was driving her crazy not to touch, he could tell. He was somewhat grateful though. She had been teasing him all night, and he had been afraid that his penalty might be over a little too quickly if she provided any more help than she already was.

Megan finally made eye contact with Sawyer and translated the passion burning in his eyes. She knew the images that must be filling his mind right now were all of her. So, why not give him a real image to help the process? Still grinning, Megan slowly leaned back and stretched out her legs so that she could part them. Sawyer slowed his strokes to watch in curiosity.

"Sawyer," Megan began, "I meant what I said. I'm not going to touch you until the rules say that I can. But there weren't any rules to say that I couldn't touch myself, were there?" Megan slid her hand between her legs, over the thin lace that covered her pussy. Sawyer watched with lustful eyes as she pulled her panties to the side and revealed her most intimate parts to him. Megan sported a neat and thin landing strip that guided his eyes all the way down to her clit. She was still wet.

They exchanged silent smiles as she slowly slid her middle finger inside, followed by a second finger soon after. She could have fit more, but that was unnecessary. Sawyer was now the one watching, wishing more than anything that he could replace those lucky fingers with the throbbing member in his hand. Remembering that he was supposed to be masturbating for her, Sawyer continued to slowly stroke his cock, attempting to prolong the release so that he could continue to watch Megan finger herself on the floor in front of him.

Megan eyed Sawyer's cock as she masturbated. She imagined it filling her now, wishing that he would stop what he was doing and pick her up from the floor with those incredible arms. She wanted him to throw her on that bed and fuck the hell out of her, to show her how much he wanted to be inside of her. But he showed restraint, and Megan was also glad for this. She would be completely unable to resist her own urges if he gave in to his. Instead, she concentrated on making him cum for her, letting him watch with hungry eyes as she slowly fingered herself.

"Sawyer," Megan said between moans. "You still can't touch me. Don't give in, I know you want to." She gave another grin, filled with mischief. "But, you have to prove that you finished the deed to those two downstairs. So, if you're a good boy and don't break the rule, I'll let you finish on me. I think your load will look really nice on my tits, especially with this black bra."

Megan's dirty talk nearly caused Sawyer to finish a bit prematurely, but he managed to save himself at the last second. She had certainly given him and offer he couldn't refuse. His eyes wandered over her body again, imagining how she would look wearing his seed on her chest.

Megan smiled briefly before her fingers went back to work on her g-spot, and her head tilted back in another moan as she bit her lip. Sawyer didn't need any more convincing. He would do as she asked, and even though what he really wanted was to climb on top of Megan and fuck her brains out, Sawyer would wait. Besides, he really wanted to see the look on Charlotte's face when Megan came down the stairs wearing a black bra covered in her fiancé's cum.

It was this thought that pushed him over the edge. Sawyer felt the climax building quickly, the warm liquid slowly filling his shaft, ready for release. Megan caught his eye and recognized the look, the same one James would give her before he came. She slowly removed her fingers, and without even pausing to readjust her panties she was crawling on her knees in front of him. Megan pushed out her chest to give him a better target. "It's okay Sawyer, I want you to cum for me! Cum for me Sawyer! Cum all over me!"

Sawyer was suddenly on his feet, but too late to control himself. Megan's eyes were closed as she continued to bite her lip, and the sudden feeling of warm liquid on her lips startled her. She gasped, realizing too late that her mouth was now open for the second rope of cum. It landed in almost the same spot as the first, leaving white on her chin and lips while the rest entered her mouth.

Megan felt the familiar texture and warmth on her tongue, and she couldn't help but lick her lips for more. Sawyer now had control of his aim, tilting his shaft lower as he continued to empty his balls onto her chest and bra. There was more than enough to get the point across.

Sawyer groaned as the last rope of sperm erupted from his cock and landed perfectly in Megan's cleavage. She waited, wary of another surprise attack, but when nothing else came she carefully opened her eyes to inspect Sawyer's artwork.

There was still cum on her lips and chin, so the first thing Megan did was take her finger and carefully clean up around her face, pushing the warm substance between her lips where her tongue was eager to give it a new home. She then looked lower, finding that Sawyer had provided more than enough evidence for James and Charlotte to witness. Much of his cum was still clinging in pearly ropes to her expensive bra, though there was also plenty of it on her skin and running between her breasts.

Megan lifted her eyes to Sawyer, who was still smiling down at her and stroking out the last few pumps, though nothing came out now. "I have to admit, I'm impressed!" said Megan. "I'm glad to see you had a lot saved up for me. I hope Charlotte isn't disappointed."

He laughed. "Charlotte always said I cum like a porn star. I'm sorry about getting it in your mouth."

"Oh don't worry about that," Megan replied with a wink. "You taste different than James, not that he tastes bad or anything. Just different. I like it!"

Sawyer began pulling his boxer briefs back on, already deciding that his pants would stay off. "Ready to go show them the results?" he asked.

Megan grinned. "I can't wait to see the look on their faces!"

While all of this was going on, Charlotte and James were having their own bit of fun downstairs. She quickly led him into the kitchen where they would have plenty of privacy even as the others made their way back down the stairs.

James was very curious to see what Charlotte was really up to, and when he entered behind her she was already turning to face him as she leaned back against the marble island in the center of the room.

"Do you really need a new drink?" he asked.

Charlotte giggled. "I need something, but it isn't a drink." She reached forward and grabbed him by the elastic waistband of his underwear, dragging him forward as her fingers tested the smooth skin above his cock. James immediately wrapped his arms around Charlotte and lifted her up into the most passionate kiss he could possibly give, the type of kiss that drove Megan into fits of lust on their way to the bedroom.

Charlotte let him kiss her for a long time before she pulled herself away and let James put her down gently. He searched her eyes and saw the hunger burning inside. He wanted to spin her around and push her against the counter, his hands already tugging away at her jeans before the gasp of surprise left her lips. He put his hands on her waist and began to turn her, but Charlotte held up a finger.

"Not so fast!" she said. "Don't think that just because I've been wanting you to fuck me all night that I'm going to let you have me just yet!" Charlotte turned and patted the cold marble behind her. "Help me up?"

James felt only slightly disappointed, but curiosity was now taking control of his actions. Charlotte was tiny, so taking hold of her ass and lifting her up onto the island was easy enough. She gave another small squeal before she grabbed his hands and placed them back on her waist. "Okay, we have to be quick," she said. "Get these things off of me!"

James began to slide the jeans down her legs, rolling them as he pulled because skinny jeans never wanted to cooperate. He smiled at the look of shock now displayed on Charlottes face as her ass came into contact with the cold marble below. Her thong didn't cover much, and her butt was ill prepared for the chilly surface.

"Fucking Christ, that's cold!" She noticed his smirk and gave him a playful punch. "The panties too, they'll just be in the way," Charlotte demanded.

"What are you planning to do?" James asked as he slipped his hand around the thin strips of lace around Charlotte's tiny waist, sliding her panties down as she lifted her bottom off of the counter in assistance. Her mound was smooth as glass, just as James remembered it, and he was happy to find her womanhood was already soaking wet in arousal.

"Don't get any ideas," said Charlotte. "You'll get yours later if you're a good boy. Do you like the way Megan's pussy tastes?"

The question caught him off guard, but James recovered quickly. "I do, actually. I eat her out often. She loves it."

She grinned. "I know she does. She's told me, in detail. It's always made me a bit envious. Well, James, I want you to lick my pussy the same way you lick hers. I want you to tell me if I taste as good as your wife, and I want you to make me cum before they come back down!"

James grew harder in his underwear. He looked down between Charlotte's legs at his waiting prize. Her lips were swollen and smooth, and his tongue was eager to explore every part of her. "How much time do you think we have?" he asked.

More giggles before Charlotte answered. "Probably not long. Sawyer has plenty of stamina, but I've been watching him closely tonight. Megan and I have been very naughty, teasing you boys like this. He's not going to last very long I imagine, especially if Megan breaks the 'no touching' rule."