I handed Britt and Rolf their drinks and sat to play the next hand
which I again won. Britt sighed a deep sigh. Her nipples crinkled up
and stiffened while she stood and carved her panties down over her
hips and kicked them aside when they reached her feet.
"What about Rolf?" she asked. "He doesn't have anything to pay
with."
"Well he has to do something then. And the winner decides what. And
since I'm the winner I think he should... I don't know. Any
suggestions?"
"Why not just have him walk around the room. Or do some push ups,
something like that," Britt volunteered.
"Yes. I say that you should, well do some sit ups. Five."
Rolf almost staggered when he stood, his cock swayed on half-mast
but he didn't do anything to hide it, to Britt's delight. And she
didn't do anything to hide that she was looking at it. She didn't
stare at it just looked at it in a matter of factly way just to
certify that it wasn't bigger or smaller than mine, and it wasn't.
Not so much that you could see it anyway.
Rolf did his sit ups and sat down again. While he was doing this I
took the opportunity to grab a feel of Britt's pussy. I wasn't
surprised when I found it already a bit wet and swollen. She lightly
brushed my hand away and frowned her nose a little at me.
"Well, shouldn't we get my dear husband naked before we end this
game," Britt said.
"You bet," Rolf replied.
Of course Britt won the next deal. Rolf had to do some silly
gymnastics while I took off my shorts.
"I just love this game," Britt giggled when we were done. "It gives
you such a feeling of power. I can command you to do whatever I
want. Lets play it again!"
She wasn't in luck the next time tough. Rolf was. He had us stand
and embrace and feel each other up. Britt grabbed hold of my cock
which was all hard and stiff by now and I put a finger in Britt's
pussy which was beginning to drool a little more than it had been
doing the last time I felt it. She wiggled her hips a little, not
too obviously, but enough for me to feel it but hardly enough for
Rolf to see.
Another hand. Another win for me.
"I just love this game," I said in a bad impression of Bela Lugosi.
"I just love to have you under my will and I will you to... Rolf to
kiss Britt on her lips!"
Rolf stood and went over to Britt he bent down to kiss her.
"No," I said. "Not on those lips. The other, her pussy-lips."
They both looked surprised at me. Then Britt shrugged her shoulders
and opened her legs a bit. Rolf instinctively looked down between
them. I knew what he saw. My wife's sparsely haired cunt. With her
pussylips on display. They weren't hidden in any hair and they would
be peeking out almost hanging out from the two bulges of her cunt
and probably some dewy droplets of pussy-juice.
Rolf fell on his knees in front of Britt and between her spread
legs. A bit hesitantly he dipped his head forwards and buried it
between my wife's thighs. I could see when he made contact on
Britt's face. It screwed up as it does when she's feeling the
tingling in her pussy. She moaned softly while Rolf lapped on her
cunt and squelching sounds were heard as it got wetter. She grabbed
his hair and steered his tongue where she wanted it to go. She
shuddered and I knew she was about to have an orgasm. The only
disturbing thing was that she would be eager to get some cock once
she had had her orgasm from the lapping tongue. This was something I
had overlooked.
She shuddered though her orgasm. Clamped her legs around Rolf's head
and drew him up by his hair.
"Oh, I must have it," she moaned. "I must. Give it to me!"
Rolf looked over at me and I hesitated just a few seconds before I
nodded my head for him to go ahead. He pushed forwards and Britt's
hand flew down to steer him right.
"Aaagh," she moaned as he penetrated her. "Oh yes. Right there. Give
it to me!" Suddenly her eyes flew open and she looked at me in
horror. "Oh no! Not that! Not now! Not..."
I silenced her by putting my forefinger on her lips.
"Sch," I said. "Just enjoy it."
"Oh, darling," she moaned and gave herself in to the fuck.
I watched with my hands on my cock while my friend fucked my
ovulating wife. I was torn between feelings. On the one hand I
wanted him to go through with this and on the other I wanted to yell
at them to stop it. But it was too late. It was too hot to be stopped.
The thought of another man impregnating my wife made me so hot that
I hardly could wait my turn to fuck her and when Rolf shortly
thereafter grunted that he was cumming I stood ready behind them. My
cock was drooling pre-cum at such an amount that it even wetted the
shaft and my hand slipped when I pumped it up and down the long stem
of my rock-hard manhood.
I almost tugged Rolf away from my wife's pussy drew her down on the
open floor and slumped forward on her and sank my cock in her
slippery depths in one lunge.
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