Readers: So sorry that this took so long to complete.
As this story evolved, it became less of an NC/Reluctance theme. And while this could fall into several categories, I chose to keep it in the NC category for uniformity in the series. There are elements of Group Sex, Exhibition, BDSM and Lesbian in this story.
Comments and email communications are always welcome. Hope you enjoy!
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"Well, I think we can all agree we never thought this day would come," Remmy said as he raised his glass to toast the room. "We're glad you finally came around, Danielle."
The sextet brought their glasses together as the others echoed Remmy's thoughts.
"Amen to that," exclaimed Louis. "I can't wait to have your tongue on my cock again." Stacy and Christy let out a long, college-girl "Woooo!" in response. Danielle, though, smiled and blushed coyly.
"Hopefully you won't have to wait too long," she said, licking her lips like a slut.
It had been two weeks since Peter expressed his desire to finish the game, and each of the last fourteen days she had sucked his cock. Some days, he reciprocated by going down on her or lovingly filling her juicing pussy missionary-style. Other nights, he ordered her to kneel in front of him and suck him for hours. She willingly did as she was told, reveling in the taste of his dick, his precum and his semen. In the last fortnight, she had spent more time with dick in her mouth than with food in it, and she was honestly excited about showing Louis and Remmy how far she had come.
For this occasion, Peter had told her to wear a simple yellow sundress with nothing underneath. It came down to her mid-thigh and showed several inches of cleavage. She felt exposed in it, which she knew was the point, and which she attributed to the absence of a bra. Her enormous tits felt a little floppy without the support. No matter, she thought. They'd all be naked soon, anyway.
Christy has shown up in daisy dukes and a tight white tank top. Her toned legs were clearly the focal point, but every inch of her was delectable. Stacy, being in her own home, did not try too hard, not that she needed to. She was dressed in a pink sweatsuit that clung tight to her in all the right places. Danielle thought both Stacy and Christy were more attractive that her, but she felt the eyes of the three men squarely on her.
Her biggest concern at this point, though, was how she was going to choke down this swill of a wine that Christy had brought. 'Yellow Tail Chardonnay,' she thought. 'She probably thinks its special because she saw an add for it on TV.' Being a wine snob, she knew that Yellow Tail added things like wood chips to their wine to make it taste more "oaky," and the simple knowledge of that fact made the wine un-quaffable.
"Excuse me one moment," she said to no one in particular as she made her way to the kitchen. Once inside, she dumped the glass down the drain and replaced it with water, hoping none of her companions would notice. Turning back towards the living room, she walked right into Peter's broad chest.
Pushing her back against the wall, it seemed he either didn't notice or didn't care about the wasted wine.
"Spread our legs for me, slut," his hand already wedged between her thighs as he gave the command. Danielle was a ball of energy and willingness as she spread her feet apart.
"You just can't wait for the game to start, can you?" she said.
Peter found her pussy and slid two fingers inside. It was as wet as he expected it to be.
"Look's like you can't wait either," he said.
"Mmmmmm," Danielle confirmed his words with a whorish moan. "You feel so good, Master." She pivoted her hips forward, forcing more of his digits inside her.
"That may be, pet, but you are not to cum until the game starts." He withdrew his fingers and brought them to her nose. "What does that smell like to you?" he asked.
"It smells like my wonton desire for you, Master."
"It just smells like a whore to me," he said. He deliberately smeared his fingers dry on Danielle's upper lip. "I want you to keep that there all night, as a reminder of what you are. Just in case you decide to revert back to your innocent ways."
Danielle licked her upper lip, tasting her pussy juice as an indication that her innocent days were behind her. Peter gave his patented smirk, then led her back into the living room.
"There you guys are," said Louis. "We thought you might have started without us."
"Peter was just warming me up a little," Danielle confessed.
"Well, speaking of warming up," Louis continued. "Us guys were all wondering if maybe you ladies would be willing to warm us up with a little head? Get the engines humming as a prelude to the game?"
Christy, Danielle and Stacy exchanged glances, seemingly open to the idea.
"Tell you what," Peter interjected. "How about Danielle preps Louis and Remmy, and I get the other two."
"'The other two?'" Christy objected to the choice of language. "Not the best way to request a blow job from two ladies at once."
"I'm sorry, Christy. Allow me to rephrase: Remmy, Louis - Danielle has had a lot of practice with dick in the last month, and has been anxious to show off her new techniques to you both. Perhaps she can show off for you both, and I will see what the lovely ladies to my right have been up to since we last met."
Christy giggled as she knelt in front of him. "I was just kidding, Peter, but that was much better. Come on, Stacy. Let's see if we can get him to blow his load before the real fun begins."
As Stacy dropped to her knees next to her friend, Louis took Danielle's hand and positioned her in between Remmy and himself. "What do you say, Danielle? Can you give us a bird's eye view of those tits?"
It took Danielle a moment to realize what he meant, and momentarily started to lean forward for him. Then, as she started to tilt, she understood his request, and fell to her knees before him. Louis and Peter dropped their trousers and boxers and offered their half-erect cocks to her. Danielle took each dick in her hand and alternated sucking on each of their heads.
"Fuck, dude! I can't believe this is the same woman who was here last month," Louis enthusiastically claimed.
