Mad game
"Hey, listen, let's play for something more interesting..."
"Like what, for example?" asked his wife Elena.
"Well, I don't know, something more thrilling..."
"Ah,"
"strip poker," I chimed in."Oh, come on... right now... are you serious?" said Alla, Slavik's wife.
"Why not?" Slavik perked up. "Let's play. We've all been married for so many years, known each other for so long... what's the big deal?"
"What if we really go crazy right now?" I said. "I suggest we play not for stripping," — I looked around at everyone present — "but for a wish, and the most depraved and perverted one at that. Everyone writes their wish on a card from a different deck, and whoever loses draws a card from there and has to perform right here — whatever is written on it. So, what do you say?"
Our friends were a bit stunned by what I said... and my wife Olga looked at me with a puzzled expression.
"Tempting..." Dmitry was the first to snap out of it. "Can we write absolutely anything?"
"Absolutely anything..." I said.
"I'm in," Slava supported us.
"Guys, guys, hold on," Lena got agitated. "Do you realize what this will be?"
"So what will it be? Let's just see what happens," her husband replied.
"No, no, I don't agree," Alla started. "I can't do this, and I don't even know what to write..."
For propriety's sake, everyone put up some resistance, but I could feel the idea had intrigued them all... the adrenaline in our blood spiked sharply... it no longer smelled like just a pleasant Sunday game of bridge... but like the most unrestrained sex, the kind many allow in their fantasies but don't dare to realize in life... but we were probably drunk enough to ignore the brakes... After some discussion and protests from our women, we began... each of us wrote on several cards, and we placed them next to the deck we were playing with. We decided to play Blackjack... Slava took the deal... the first hand... terrible excitement... everyone was tense... after all, no one knew who wrote what... but there was a devilish glint in their eyes... Slavik himself loses... So... let's see what he draws now. Slavik reaches his hand toward the separate deck. Takes a card... everyone watches him tensely. He reads it, raises a bewildered look at us, and stares at Lena, Dima's wife...
"Well, come on, don't keep us in suspense, what is it?" asks Dmitry.
"Uh... mm... you wrote such a thing... 'to lick your Lena.'"
"Heh, that's interesting," says Dima. "Well, get started," he smiles.
Lena is embarrassed and looks at her husband, then at Slava, then at his wife... Who will dare to start? Alla, Slavik's wife, froze, waiting to see what would happen next.
"Come on, sit on the table," Dima playfully commands his wife.
"Yes... yes... just a little more..." she whispers.
Her eyes are half-closed... her eyebrows are raised, her face has a suffering expression; it's clear she's experiencing immense pleasure... Lena unexpectedly jerks her butt and presses Slava's head to her with her hand.
"Ahhh..." she cries out.
Dima's wife came... Slava pulls away from her... Lena sits up a bit, covering her face with her hands.
"God, what are we doing..." Her breathing gradually returns to normal... "Whew," she exhales loudly... "But it was awesome," she says, trying not to meet anyone's gaze.
Everyone comes to their senses a bit from what they just saw. Dima hugs his wife and kisses her on the cheek... she looks at him guiltily... as if apologizing for the pleasure she received.
"It's all right," says Dima.
Slava moves closer to his wife. Alla looks at him with jealousy, but also with interest... Slava's lips are red and wet... he wipes them with a napkin... I refill everyone's glasses... we need to catch our breath before the next hand. The line has been crossed, and now no one will stop. We deal the cards again... my wife loses... she has the lowest sum of cards... she sighs, takes a sip of wine, and draws a card from the other deck... her eyes widen from what she reads.
"Well, no... this is too much..."
"Come on, read it out loud," Slava says, smiling.
"Yes, yes, yes..." Lena chimes in.
Olga, it seems to me, really doesn't want to do this... but she can't find a reason to refuse; of course, things had already gone this far.
"'To be taken by two men simultaneously on the table in front of her husband...'" she reads.
Wow... I didn't expect that... who came up with such a thing? I look at the card and realize the handwriting is feminine, so it's either Lena or Alla... you never know what to expect from your girlfriends... or maybe one of the girls wanted to draw this card herself... Well, nothing to be done... a game is a game, even one as crazy as today's. Honestly, we had fantasized about having a threesome with another man, but it never went beyond imagination... and here I'm assigned the role of a mere spectator... insane... and I'm the one who suggested such a game... no point in regretting it now... let's see how this looks... So now Dima and Slavik are going to fuck my wife... I feel my cock getting tight in my pants again... Our friends are silent; a heavy silence hangs over the table... everyone is waiting to see what Olga will do... Olga stands up and, embarrassed, unbuttons her trousers... she's all crimson, either from shame or from what she's drunk today... everyone sitting around can't take their eyes off her... With trembling hands, she pulls her trousers down... everyone can see her black panties, through the lace of which her pubic area is visible, covered with short hairs that haven't had time to grow back since her last shave...
"Well, why did you stop?" I encourage her. "Come on, keep going, since you lost."
Olga looks at me with a pitiful gaze. She's wildly ashamed and uncomfortable... but at the same time, this situation is arousing... She slips her hands under the elastic and pulls her panties down... Now she's standing in front of everyone with a bare pussy... Her panties and trousers remain around the middle of her plump thighs, which only emphasizes her nakedness... I notice everyone is already aroused to the limit. Olga bends over and obediently lies chest-down on the table... a perfect position... her head is right in front of Dmitry. A thought hammers in my head — "my wife is about to get fucked right before my eyes" — a feeling of wild excitement overwhelms me... a mix of some aching jealousy and, at the same time, a desire to see another man's cock enter her... Dima gets up from his chair and unbuttons his pants... his already erect cock emerges from there. Lena sits nearby, staring wide-eyed at the standing, red, veiny cock of her husband, which is right in front of my wife's face... Slava has already taken position behind my spouse; his hand strokes her bare ass with the panties pulled down... his cock is also at the ready; he's lightly jerking it with his hand... God, it's about to happen now... a wave of heat washes over me; my breath catches... I don't know what to do... Alla sits next to me; to see better, she moves closer, and I feel the warmth of her leg... Dima moves closer to Olga's face; his cock is a millimeter from her lips... Olga closes her eyes... and, incredibly sexily as it seemed to me, opens her mouth, letting that erect cock in... She starts sucking it... I see Dima's cock slowly disappearing into my wife's little mouth... She's sucking another man's cock right in front of me... Slava, seeing this, spreads Olga's ass cheeks and inserts his cock into her pussy... Olga moans... Slava starts moving... I see his cock pounding my beloved wife's pussy... Olga pushes back against Slava and, grabbing her own ass with her hands, spreads it, giving him even greater access to her pussy... Dima has also increased his pace and is now fucking Olga's mouth full force... holding the back of her head with his hand... My mind is completely blown... I watch this with a glassy stare and furious arousal... I didn't even notice I had taken out my own cock... I'm already jerking off; my cock is hard as an iron rod... Olga is moaning... Dima's cock in her mouth doesn't let her scream at full volume... The squelching of Olga's pussy, from which her juices are simply flowing, is audible... the dull thuds of Slava's balls against her pubic mound... the smacking of Olga's lips sucking the cock... saliva runs down her lips... Unexpectedly, Lena, who was watching all this... approaches Olga's cheek and gently kisses her... her hands stroke my wife's body...
"Oh... Olenka... how awesome they're fucking you... God," Lena whispers in a burst of tenderness.
The end.
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