Part II: The Contest
Introduction: The Blue Dragon Sex Club was a group of friends who met every Monday night for recreational lovemaking. Tamara and her boyfriend Eric, Dana and her lover Curtis, and occasional invited guests enjoyed finding new sexual games to play. On this particular Monday evening...
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The four founding members of the Blue Dragon Sex Club met at the appointed hour in Tamara's furnished basement, and the hostess was prepared for them. Wine, a few light snacks, lots of cushions, and plenty of towels. If this was to be a night of good wet sex, the towels might prove to be the most indispensable thing here. Curtis wasn't taking any chances though- he had already drifted over to the wine. It wouldn't hurt to have a little buzz to lessen inhibitions, at least until the juices started flowing- literally.
The foursome was slowly getting undressed and stacking their clothes out of the way. In a way, it was silly for any of them to be nervous. After all, this was the room where double dates invariable turned into lovemaking sessions. Each couple had made love in front of the other pair before, but it still seemed that there was a little extra tension in the air tonight.
"Well, well Tamara. That's a new look for you, isn't it?" smirked Curtis.
Tamara was sitting on a chair having just removed her panties, her last article of clothing. Her three friends stared between her legs at her hairless crotch. "Damn, you shaved your pussy?" Eric asked, although the answer to his question was rather obvious. The skin around her slit was bald and smooth, while the hair above her clit had been trimmed close, but not removed.
"Well," started Tamara in explanation. "Dana and I discussed it at work this week, and we decided that one of us would give it a try. We just wanted to add a little spice to the proceedings. Wouldn't want you boys to get bored. Remember, this is all about sexual adventure. The Blue Dragons are going to be daring. We tossed a coin to decide which one of us would do it."
She was relieved to see that Eric approved, as was evidenced by his growing erection. "So you tossed a coin, and you lost?" he asked as he removed the last of his clothes.
"No," she smiled. "I won."
Curtis was now embracing Dana from behind and kissing her neck. The sharp contrast of his dark brown skin and her paleness was erotic in itself. "So you girls decided about the shaved pussy at work? What else have you two wicked ladies been brewing up for excitement this week?" he asked.
Dana turned around and gave her muscular black lover a quick kiss. "Well, we do have a pretty cool thing we came up with to get things started this evening. Eric, you and Curtis come over her and sit in these two chairs. Sit down with hands behind your backs, please."
"I already don't like it," said Eric in jest as he and Curt complied.
As the two men sat down, hands dutifully placed behind their backs, Dana squatted in front of Curtis and Tamara assumed a position on her knees in front of Eric. The two naked men already had the beginnings of erections, just in anticipation of the evening's events. Tamara thought nastily how that would not actually be in their best interest, at least not in the opening act of tonight's sexual play.
"Okay," Tamara said as she began to explain to the men what her and Dana had dreamed up. "First up this evening is a cock sucking contest." The men laughed and smiled. "All right! I'm going to like this," beamed Curtis.
"You might not like it if you lose," Dana answered. The smiles softened on the male faces.
"What do you mean, lose?" asked Eric.
Tamara explained. "What she means is there will be a female winner and loser and a male winner and loser. I'm going to suck you Eric and Dana's going down on Curtis. Everything depends on which one of you guys comes first. The girl who gets her guy to shoot first is the winner. The other girl loses. On the other hand, the man who holds out the longest wins- the guy who comes first loses. Get it?"
The men looked at each other, then Curtis spoke up. "I hate to ask, but one of us has to. What do the winners get? And- and this is the part I really hate to ask about, what do the losers get?"
Dana and her dark blonde haired friend looked at each other and smiled. "The winners get to fuck the losers," Dana responded.
Curtis knew his woman, and read the mischief in her voice. "That's it. The winners get to fuck the losers?"
"Well, to be more precise," Tamara said slowly "the winners get to fuck the losers up the ass."
"Oh, you little bitches," Curtis said, trying to hide a bit of a smile. "I knew there had to be a down side to this." All four of them understood how the winning man and losing girl were going to carry out their end of the bargain. Now Tamara showed the men the means by which the winning girl was going to punish the losing guy. She reached into a bag next to the chair and extracted a strap-on harness and eight inch plastic dildo and placed it on the floor between her and Dana. It was the kind that looked like a real white man's cock, veins and all. "The wonders of modern science," observed Eric.
"Oh Lord," was the reaction of Curtis. Eric seemed to have a more competitive spirit. "Just don't lose," he said.
"I have no intention of losing. Dana baby, you know I love your blow jobs, but I'd really like to get between those sweet cheeks of yours tonight," Curtis purred as Dana smiled back at him.