Drunk Dargon Special ???? [ 10 / 20 ] 5K words
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Suzanne pressed on with the game, dealing the next hand.
Brenda lost that hand, which meant it was time for her to expose her pussy. Although her pussy was mostly exposed already, she had to slide what remained of her outfit down below her knees. (That left her only one turn where she could take that off altogether.)
This time she stood to do it herself, because she was too embarrassed to have Alan "help" her again. That revealed a pussy which was leaking like an open faucet. Jesus! I'm sitting here in a strange house, effectively wearing nothing but my high-heel boots! This is the kind of situation Susan gets into on a daily basis, and now it's happening to me! I haven't felt so horny in ages, if ever. I can't think of anything in my life to compare to this. Look at Alan over there. He's barely even looking my way, like it's no big deal. Damn! I'm likely to just cum loudly if I can't hold my need in check!
Katherine was also jealous, and had Brenda in her sights, so Katherine teased her a bit. "Hey Brenda, did someone spill a pitcher of water in your lap? I thought that you said you weren't turned on, that you were just humoring us to keep the card game going."
Brenda bit her lip. She was at a loss for words. Finally, she muttered, very quietly, "It's not how it looks..." Trying to change the subject, she asked, "So what happens if I keep losing?"
Katherine's jealousy was flaring; she really wanted to scare Brenda off to reduce the competition. So she tried to shock her with something drastic. "Well, if that happens I suppose Alan's going to have to tie you up, spank you, and generally have his way with you. He'll probably fuck every orifice you've got. So if you've got any self-respect, now's the time to leave."
Little did Katherine realize it, but she was playing directly into Brenda's fantasies; that was music to Brenda's ears. She'd dreamt of bondage for years, so her only response was, "What would he use? Ropes or chains?"
Katherine was so nonplussed by that question that she didn't know what to say.
Suzanne felt obliged to say, "Don't worry, Brenda. He can't do all of that to you, at least not yet. You know how the rules go about dares, after you lose one more hand."
The game continued, though there were many raised eyebrows due to Brenda's comment about ropes and chains.
Brenda thought, Shit! I really blew it! Someone tell me I didn't just say that out loud! My erotic fantasies have to stay just that: fantasies! Even though I'm getting hotter by the minute, I have to act and look normal.
Amy lost the next round, so she bunched her dress up around her stomach to expose her pussy.
Because of the table, Alan sometimes couldn't see what was being shown off down below, unless the person was sitting next to him. So he asked Amy, "Aims, can you stand up so I can see what you've got there? We have to be sure that you've taken it off all the way."
"M'kay!" she answered with her usual bright smile. She held her dress up above her belly button while swaying her hips back and forth to better show off her bald pussy. As she did, she proudly announced, "Alan's my official boyfriend!"
Of course, all the others were already well aware of that fact. None of them were excited about it, but they humored Amy anyway with their smiles.
Brenda thought, Geez, what a ditz. She's so adorable and nice, but doesn't she see that she's less an official girlfriend and more one of his many sexual servants? Oh God! Hot! Such a fucking hot concept! The fact that I'm sitting here tells me that I'm well on my way to being forced to serve him too! Already, he's got me effectively completely naked! In fact, wearing this stupid thing below my knees is even WORSE than being completely naked! What next?! What will he do to my helpless, horny body?! It's like Susan keeps saying: big-titted women don't stand a chance against a handsome, well-hung, clever young man like him!
Dammit! I have to stop thinking like this or I'm gonna make myself cum really openly, and probably really loudly! Gotta, gotta... act normal!
Susan lost the next hand, and found that she needed to make a similar display. As she gyrated her hips sensuously, she said in a matter-of-fact tone, "Brenda, you may look down on me for acting like some kind of naked slut for my son. And yes, I realize that what I'm doing is wrong, at least from a certain point of view. But my son is just so virile and powerful! He simply can't be denied. He has needs, great needs! Why, even the doctor and nurse say that it's a medical necessity that he has to have his demanding cock drained by big-titted babes over and over and over, every single day! Who am I to resist such a well-hung, cum-filled boy?"
Brenda found herself hypnotized, both by Susan's gyrations and by her provocative words. She longed to see Alan and Susan rutting, almost more than she longed to have Alan lying on top of herself, hammering her endlessly with powerful hip thrusts.
Then Brenda lost again and had to take what remained of her outfit completely off her body. She was still dreadfully nervous, so she simply slipped it down her legs while sitting in the chair.
Suzanne could see that Brenda was horny enough to be pushed further. She said, "Tut tut, Brenda. You already know that's not how we do things around here. Didn't you hear Alan's request to Amy that she stand while stripping?"
Brenda gulped. It was one thing to show off her breasts. She did that nearly every single day, though they were clothed, since everyone always stared at her chest, pretty much no matter what she was wearing. She could even handle just sitting there completely naked, since the table did much to protect her from view. And she'd managed to get through her sexy humiliation of having Alan "help" her with her ass. But she wasn't used to making a public display of her pussy.
She actually trembled as she stood. She closed her eyes, as if having them closed somehow meant this wasn't happening, as if not being able to see them meant that they were unable to see her. She hated how she was admitting her great arousal by the cum flowing down her thighs. She also hated how standing like this brought her to the very cusp of cumming again.
Susan could be naïve and clueless at times, but this time she could readily sense Brenda's discomfort. After all, Susan had found herself in the same situation of sexual embarrassment many times in the recent past. So, even though she was still struggling with jealous feelings towards Brenda, her innate kindness took over and she tried to be supportive. "Brenda, I think you're doing great. And you're so brave. You have a very lovely pussy."
Amy could see what Susan was doing, so she also began praising Brenda's pussy. She always liked to be helpful. "Yeah, Brenda, it's a way super great pussy. My boyfriend is totally gonna love poking it, I'm sure."
Suzanne tried to be encouraging as well. "Brenda, relax. You have a great body. Stand proud. And yes, your puss is pretty cute too."
Katherine, though, was filled with jealous bile. She didn't like being that way, especially when the others were saying nice things, but she simply couldn't will away her strong emotions. However, she managed to stay silent instead of blurting out something insulting.
Brenda found the experience of having a group of women discussing her openly-displayed (and very wet) pussy to be extremely humiliating, yet also strangely freeing and exhilarating. This was doubly true since she was acutely aware that Alan was closely looking at it too.
Her knees nearly buckled when she heard Susan add, "It's so pink and wet and perfectly formed. Very wet, in fact. I know Tiger will just love fucking it. That pussy needs a good taming. Son, don't you want to nail the shit out of her? I know you do!" (As so frequently happened, Susan's jealousy towards Brenda had been temporarily suppressed by her overwhelming lust.)
Brenda was incredibly aroused by the way all the other women took it for granted that Alan would soon be fucking her. She held her breath to hear what he had to say, but he remained silent.
Somehow, his apparent indifference turned her on even more than if he'd praised her effusively. It was as if he didn't care one way or another.
Eventually the comments trickled to an end and she sat back down.
But then Suzanne pointed out to her, "You still have your panties, or whatever you call them, on just below your knees. Do we need to have Alan help you again?"
"NO! I can do it!" She immediately stood back up. She was fearful that if Alan so much as stood near her, she would cum, hard. She took some deep breaths in an attempt to calm down, although all it really did was show off the heaving of her huge tits. Then she turned around, bent over, and slowly pulled her remaining piece of clothing down her legs and then off them altogether.
Then, knowing that Alan had to be watching, she remained in that position, even spreading her legs wider.
Suzanne, having realized Brenda's spanking fetish, said, "Hey Sweetie, check out Brenda's ass. How would you like to warm your hand giving those ass cheeks a good spanking?"
Knowing that he was supposed to be acting aloof, he just grunted incomprehensibly.
Suzanne was tempted to tease Brenda much more, but she could tell from the way Brenda's legs were shaking that their guest was already extremely close to cumming. So she relented and let Brenda sit back down without further comment.
Brenda remained quite nervous, especially because she realized that she was now eligible for a dare if she lost once again. Gaawwwd! I'm just sitting here - buck naked! At any moment Alan could order me to do anything to him, and I know I would do it! I hate to admit it but I'd suck his fat cock with everyone watching if he'd just say the word. It's so scary, because he probably WILL soon! I haven't felt this aroused and alive in YEARS!
As the game continued, all the women except Brenda continued their talkative banter, making jokes and lewd comments.
For instance, Katherine, who generally remained in a good and horny mood (except when thinking about Brenda), teased Amy when Amy turned to show off her wide ass to the group. "Aims, is all that white goo dribbling out of your pussy courtesy of Alan? Damn, I didn't realize he'd tapped you already, but he sure tapped you good!"
Amy blushed, and replied, "No. I wish! That's just me."
Alan generally tried to remain silent in such situations, figuring that was the safest response. At times, the others talked about him like he wasn't there, but of course he heard every word. His dick stayed hard, and he was increasingly tempted to get someone to "take care of it". He even considered stroking it himself, although that would undoubtedly trigger another lecture about 'the sin of Onan' from his mother. But he knew that the other women of his house were setting Brenda up, and he didn't realize just how hot she was for him already, so he guessed it still wasn't time for him to ask for some help with his dick.
Brenda usually refrained from talking, because most of it was the other women making sexual comments and compliments to each other. She felt very uncomfortable with anything smacking of lesbianism. She had mixed feelings about the flattering comments about her looks unless those comments came from Alan, but since he hardly said a word, her curiosity and desire just continued to grow.
Meanwhile, Katherine hadn't lost a hand in a long time, so she was still merely topless. That frustrated her so much that she half-jokingly complained, "No fair! Brenda, you're losing far too much lately. Let some of us lose on occasion."
Everyone laughed at that, but by now Brenda had also decided that losing was the better strategy if she wanted to prove herself to be the sexiest woman in the room.
Only Alan was still trying to win. As a result, he won virtually every hand; by the time a round had ended it was rare if any of the women even had a matching pair of cards.
Amy lost the next hand, which left her totally naked, causing her to let out a loud whoop of triumph.
Then Suzanne lost. Since she was already completely naked, she asked Alan as she posed seductively for him, standing with her arms held high, "Okay, Sweetie, it's time for the first dare. What can I do for you?"
Alan's answer was very clever. "I want you to put a vibrator in Brenda. One of the ones that throbs and rotates." He figured it was important to get Brenda to descend even further into debauchery, and a vibrator throbbing in her pussy would help speed that along.
"We don't do anything that people don't want to do," Suzanne said to Brenda. "Does that sound acceptable to you?"
Brenda pretended reluctance. "I guess so. Assuming it's within Susan's rules." Thanks to Alan's attention, her confidence returned. She smugly thought, Alan picked me first. He's falling for me already!
"It is," Suzanne said authoritatively, not giving Susan a chance to reply. "Angel, please get the vibrator from my purse. You know the one Sweetie is referring to."
Katherine hurried off to get it. She didn't begrudge Brenda getting orgasms, as long as they weren't with Alan.
While still waiting for Katherine to return, Suzanne said to Brenda, "Now turn around and let's see your ass."
Brenda stood up and did so, once again while trembling with excitement and fear.
But Suzanne wasn't satisfied. "Not like that. Get on all fours so you can thrust your ass high up in the air. We want Alan to be able to clearly see the vibrator going in, doggy style. He's our judge and he has to verify that the dare is completed."
Brenda thought, That's so lewd and rude! Should I?! I've never done anything like this before. But... Gaawwwd, I'm too fucking horny to say no! She did as she was told, getting on all fours with her firm, round ass pointing toward Alan.
She thought, I don't know what it is, but I love the way Suzanne takes charge. She really knows what she's doing. She's such a strong person. Even though she's treating me like a piece of meat, like some ripe tits and ass here just for Alan's amusement... I dunno. I just can't resist that scratchy yet oh-so-sexy voice!
She said some of these thoughts out loud while panting hard. "I can't believe I'm doing this. This is such an embarrassing position. It's like I'm a ripe piece of ass here for Alan's amusement!"
She waited for someone to contradict that, but no one did. instead, she found herself slightly wiggling her ass around to draw even more attention to it. She sighed at her own uncontrollable lust, then continued, "But no lesbian stuff, all right? I'm really not into that."
"Don't worry. No lesbian stuff," Suzanne said confidently, even as she started running her hands all over Brenda's lovely ass. "Unless of course that's what the winner of the hand wants. We can't stop that. But hopefully no one will ask for that with you."
She reached down to Brenda's upper thighs and ran her fingers through the many rivulets of Brenda's cum that she found there. She knew that Brenda was so far gone that she could goad, "You wouldn't want that, would you? You wouldn't want another woman to touch you in a sexual way, would you?" As she said this, she lightly brushed her fingers up and down Brenda's soaked pussy lips.
Brenda shivered all over. She felt completely humiliated as she replied, "No." She knew that everyone else could easily see what Suzanne was doing to her, but she wanted another climax too much to tell her to stop.
Suzanne brought her cum-soaked fingers to her mouth and licked them clean. "Mmmm! Delicious!" And she wasn't just saying that either - she really did enjoy the taste, although it wasn't as sweet as Alan's cum.
Brenda was mortified. With her eyes already shut tight in denial and her face blushing cherry red, she dropped her head nearly to the floor in defeat. "Don't look, Alan! Please! Don't look!"
Of course, that only made Alan even more interested, but he was staring already.
Katherine returned with the vibrator and handed it to Suzanne. Suzanne slowly and sensuously stuck it into Brenda's sopping pussy - at first only inserting it a little, then pulling it out some, then further in, then out, and back and forth in this fashion in a very slow manner until it was all the way in. Her hands continued to rub all over Brenda's ass in the meantime, but she resisted doing what she really wanted to do, which was to grope at Brenda's big tits. At the moment they were physically out of reach, unless she got out of her chair. But she could see Brenda falling down a metaphorical slippery slope and knew that she'd have ample opportunity to play with Brenda's twin towers soon enough.
Brenda honestly wanted to cry. She felt even more humiliated than she'd been at the last poker party, and while she had been drinking some wine this time she couldn't blame alcohol as an excuse as much as at the prior party. She thought, Good God! This is crazy; it's outrageous and wrong! So very, very wrong! Suzanne's treating me like her personal plaything, and I for one won't stand for it! It'd be one thing if Alan were to do this to me, but a woman? NO! Absolutely not!
But despite her thoughts, she didn't say or do a thing to resist. She was far too horny, and too busy trying hard not to cum loudly in front of everybody. She moaned and whimpered and lowered her head, which made her ass look like it was thrusting up even higher.
Alan, meanwhile, watched everything silently. He found himself holding on to his erection through his shorts. He would have taken it out already, but he still wasn't sure if the time was right. He was hoping Suzanne would let him know when it was okay to expose it, but he was leaning towards just doing it anyway.
Susan wasn't so hesitant. Knowing that Brenda couldn't see while she was on all fours facing the other direction, she pulled her chair right next to Alan's and whispered, "Here, let me help you with that. I can't watch you commit the sin of Onan!" With that, she stuck a hand inside his shorts, found his hard cock, and started to stroke it.
Fuck, man! He huffed and puffed as he tried to endure the sudden surge of arousal without cumming. One reason he'd been delaying getting any penis-tending help was because he was fully aroused simply from watching, and he didn't want to have to worry about cumming too soon. But the pleasure was so much better from her stroking that he decided it was fully worth the risk.
Once he felt he had his pulsing boner more or less under control, he looked to his stunning, fully-naked mother and briefly caressed her nearest tit from below. He smiled at her and whispered, "Thanks, Mom!"
She smiled back from ear to ear, whispering, "It's my pleasure. Plus, it's my duty!"
Alan returned his attention to the "Suzanne and Brenda show." Suzanne was supposedly still inserting the vibrator into Brenda, when in reality she was already fucking Brenda with it.
Eventually, Suzanne asked Alan, "So would you say the vibrator is in yet?"
Brenda panted, "It's in! It's in! Alan, please say it's in!" Her eyes were open again and glazed with lust, and her hips were rotating from the sensations that she felt deep within her inner walls. Suzanne was fingering her clit while plunging the vibrator in and out, and it made Brenda so very, very aroused that she wanted to scream. But she stayed where she was, ass high in the air. She tried to turn her head back to Alan to plead with her eyes, but he was almost directly behind her so she couldn't see him. That was lucky for her, because if she had noticed what Susan was doing to him she would have lost her battle not to cum, for sure. As it was, she knew it could happen at any moment, and she wouldn't be able to stay quiet this time.
He hemmed and hawed. He knew that the longer he appeared indecisive, the more success Suzanne would have in breaking down Brenda's self-control. Then he joked, "I'm not sure. As President Clinton once said, 'it depends on what the definition of "is" is.'"
Brenda moaned in frustration; in her current lust-addled state the political reference went right over her head. All she knew was that Suzanne wasn't stopping, and she was in imminent danger of having a big, loud climax in front of everyone. Already, the sounds of her sexy struggling were almost as loud as many women's orgasms, and that deeply humiliated her. The more her sexual humiliation, the greater her arousal; it was a self-reinforcing cycle, a positive feedback loop.
Suzanne, teasing Brenda some more, said, "I think it's in, Sweetie. Look. I'm pushing it aaaalll the way in, and then pulling it almost aaaalll the way out. And then again. Aaaaaallll the way in, and aaaaaallll the way out. I don't think it can go in any further. Look, I can barely keep my fingertips on it, it's in so deep."
Alan grinned. "So wait. You're saying you're pushing it aaaaaallll the way in, and then pulling it aaaaaallll the way out?"
Suzanne grinned too. She moved the vibrator in and out in time to Alan's words. Then, moving it in time to her own words, she replied, "Yes, aaaaaallll the way in, then aaaaaallll the way out."
Brenda whimpered helplessly. Crap! It's just like Suzanne's fucking me, right here in front of everybody, and all I can do is gasp for air while my big tits sway wildly! I've gotta cum so bad! Help! Somebody help me!
"So which is it then?" Alan asked with feigned cluelessness. "Is it aaaaaaalll the way in? Or is it aaaaaaalll the way out?"
Suzanne grinned wider as she asked back, "So, you're asking me if it's aaaaaaalll the way in or is it aaaaaaalll the way out? What's the question, exactly?" She kept on working the vibrator in Brenda's pussy.
Brenda couldn't take any more. A great orgasm was imminent. She shrieked, "Please! Please have mercy!"
Suzanne decided she'd had brought Brenda far enough along, so she replied to Alan, "It's aaaaaallll the way in." She made one final, deep push in time to those words, then held the vibrator inside Brenda as far as it could go.
Alan grinned even more. "Okay. I guess. If you say so. Brenda, the dare didn't say anything about taking the vibrator back out, so you've gotta keep it in there."
"God!" Brenda shrieked, a lusty desperation on her face as her thighs began to tremble like an impending earthquake. She knew she was past the point of no return, with an epic climax about to rip through her body. "NO!"
Suzanne let go of the vibrator, but left it lodged deep inside Brenda's pussy.
Brenda fell to the floor as she writhed in submission to her orgasmic urges. She fought with all her might to remain in control, but her body wouldn't listen to her mind.
She inadvertently rolled face up, giving everyone an even better show to watch. The only downside to that was that Susan didn't want to get caught with her hand in Alan's shorts, since she didn't think that was what he wanted. So, reluctantly, she removed her hand.
The others stared at Brenda as she let herself go completely. Her huge, bouncy tits were highly entertaining and arousing for everyone, as were her verbal protests. She was an extremely vocal woman when aroused.
As she bucked her hips off the floor like she was trying to fuck the vibrator harder, she cried out a steady stream of words and panted, "NO! God no! Someone please, make it stop! It's too good! So fucking good! Lord God, help me! Please! I'm dying of pleasure! Fuck! Alan! Don't look! No, Alan, no! This is too... too... too embarrassing! I'm... I'm gonna... gonna cum... in front of all of you! Fuck. Why did I, did I agree, to... to do this? Why?! Dear God, WHY?! Oh no! Oh no! No! Fuck me! Alan! Please! Fuck me! I'm cumming! YES! Aaaiiieee!"
This was just one sample of what she said as she reached one climax. She was wracked by a series of orgasms that just kept going and going. She babbled incessantly and nearly incoherently as they hit her one after another. All the while, she stared at Alan with a pained yet lustful expression on her face.
It was torture for him to watch this without having his hard-on stroked, especially after how good Susan's help had felt. Katherine, who was sitting next to him, saw his anguish and figured that if Susan was missing out, she'd be most happy to take over, so she covertly dropped a hand into his lap and started fondling him. Some light rubbing through his shorts was almost enough to bring him off, given what he was seeing taking place before him, as well as all the arousing sights and sounds that had led up to this moment.
Brenda saw Katherine stroking his bulge, and that set her off even more. She screamed even more loudly and incoherently, especially when she saw Katherine reach inside his shorts to stroke his erection directly.
But just as Alan was ready to cum in his shorts, Suzanne noticed his desperate face and tried to stop him from going over the edge. She was too far away to intervene directly, so instead she announced, "Okay, that's it! It's time for a break."
All eyes returned to the table. Katherine wasn't sure whether Suzanne would approve of her handjob assistance, so she reluctantly took her hand out of her brother's shorts.
He groaned audibly in frustration. His urge to cum slowly abated, but just a bit - he still remained only a hair trigger away from flooding his shorts with his seed.
Brenda couldn't even get back to the table; her body just shuddered and wriggled on the floor. The vibrator was still working deep within her, pushing her along. She felt like she could stay all evening on one continuous high, hitting climax after climax.
Suzanne sensed that too and was curious whether it was possible, but she also felt some sympathy for her sweaty, bedraggled guest. She clarified, "Brenda, Alan's dare only talked about putting the vibrator in. He said nothing about taking it out. So you're going to have to keep it in there until and unless someone rescues you with another dare. For instance, a dare that would replace it with something else. But if you like, you can turn the settings down."
Brenda gasped between her heavy panting, "Oh, thank you, Suzanne, thank you! Ohmigod. Ohmigod!" She reached around, found the controls, and flicked the vibrator to the low setting. She would have preferred to take it all the way out, but the new, lower setting made a huge difference for her.
As a result, within a few minutes she had recovered enough to sit back at the table and return to the game. But now she had a glassy look in her eyes. The setting was just enough to keep her close to orgasm, especially as she kept rocking back and forth in her chair as if trying to rub herself into satisfaction, but it wasn't quite enough to get her there. The vibrator had served its purpose; there was no way she would protest about anything getting too sexual anymore.
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Alan will have sex with someone within these 10 Chapters.!!
Who is it?
1. Suzanne
2. Brenda
3. Amy
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