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-Eden McCauley
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It was agreed that they would take five minutes to recuperate from the first game. During that time, Owen sat on the couch and tried to force his muscles to relax. He felt like a suspension bridge with too much weight on the road. The wires were groaning, threatening to snap, and reduce the roadway to rubble. All of the women had gone upstairs and while he worried what they might talk about, he knew he needed the down time.
In Owen's room, their would-be home base, the girls, except for Katerina, sat on his bed in silence. Katerina was curled into a ball in the middle of bed on top of the comforter. Her breath was fast and uneven, her body shook continuously, and little gasps tore from her mouth.
"Kat?" Sarah asked hesitantly.
Katerina did not meow this time. Her nearly glazed eyes focused on Sarah.
"Are you okay?" Sarah asked. "This didn't go too far, did it?"
Katerina's muscles tensed, her stomach rolling with her body, her nails scraped along the comforter in a slow scratch. "Fuck." She breathed.
Sarah lay down beside Katerina. "You can tell us if it went too far."
Katerina pulled her nails down Sarah's arm softly. "I'm still cumming." She groaned. "Fuck me, I was so wound up watching him work on you girls but when his tongue slipped in-"
"Fuck!" Jessica hissed. "He licked you?! There?!" She pressed her thighs together. "That's so dirty."
"That's so hot." Samantha whispered.
Katerina nodded. "It felt like I was wetting myself, my cum just pouring from me. Oh, shit!" She kicked her legs. "He drank me in. Oh, fuck! I'm going to, to . . ."
Sarah rubbed Katerina's face as the girl's body went rigid.
"Oh, shit." Jessica murmured. "She's pouring."
Katerina had not put her dress back on so the gathered girls were all able to see, and unable to tear their eyes away, as her orgasm flowed from her delicate lips into the comforter on Owen's bed.
When Katerina finally relaxed they were all breathing hard.
"Okay." Rachel spoke. "I think we seriously underestimated tonight." She, like Sarah and Katerina, had not stopped fidgeting since her panties were removed. "Three of us are all but climbing the walls and he is still fully dressed."
"Not for long." Jessica replied. "I think it's time to talk strategy, and discuss what the next game is going to be."
Samantha spoke next. "I think someone needs to take care of Owen before he explodes."
Sarah looked over at Samantha. "What happened to you?"
Samantha looked away.
"No, I'm serious." Sarah pressed. "Yesterday you were this innocent, I'm-not-going-to-play-that girl, and today you are wearing that outfit and saying you're eager to play along."
"Sarah, just drop it. Now isn't the time." Jessica reprimanded the girl.
Samantha turned back around. "Do you think this isn't bothering me? Do you think that what I'm trying to do is easy?!" Her voice was loud and angry. "Do you think I like feeling like I'm going to vomit and then faint every time I do something?"
"So why do you?" Sarah shot back, just as loud.
"For him!" Samantha spit.
Sarah took a step back.
"Owen is the only reason you even became friends with me. Before him, you were all mean to me. Yeah, we've moved on since then, but he was never anything but sweet, kind, and caring to me. So, this," Samantha indicated her outfit, "and me getting in on the games are because I want to make him happy. This isn't something he would ever ask for and, to me, that means he deserves it."
Jessica stepped in between the two. "That's enough!" She looked at Sarah. "Sarah, I asked you to drop it. Samantha," she looked into those gray eyes, "everyday we are sorry for the way we treated you. We had to get to know you, but now we love you." She took a deep breath. "So, can we please focus on the task at hand. The night is still young and we are all buzzing for something we can have."
"Samantha," Sarah whispered, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Samantha replied. "We are all just feeling some tension but Jessica is right, there's a solution to that."
"Here's my thinking," Jessica started, "Katerina isn't fully recovered yet, hell, I doubt Sarah or Rachel are but they are in better condition."
The girls nodded.
"So, I think we should have a recovery period between each game where someone will attempt to complete their challenge."
Smiles filled the room, with the exception of Katerina who was still shaking on the bed.
"After that, we start the next game." She turned her attention to Samantha. "I agree with Samantha that someone needs to get Owen off. From what I hear, blue balls are a bitch and we don't want him hurting."
"How do we decide who helps him?" Rachel asked.
"We draw straws."
"Or I used my champion reward." Sarah smiled mischievously.
Jessica smiled back. "I thought you were going to save that until you can look at him and say, 'Owen, fuck me until I can't move. Lick me all over. Cum all over me.' or something."
"That's a good idea." Sarah replied. "I will save it." She smiled again. "Owen, tie Jessica down and mount me on top of her. Fuck me and cum all over me so I can drip it in her hair."
"I'd bite you." Jessica warned.
"I'd want you to." Sarah replied.
"Okay," Samantha cut in, "so we draw straws. But first, we have to decide who is going to complete their challenge."
Silence filled the room until Rachel spoke up. "I will." She looked around. "Put on a show that Owen can watch while one of you take care of him."
"Are you sure?" Jessica asked.
Rachel nodded. "My body is on fire from having his hand between my legs while Sarah's panties were in my mouth. I need to cum. I can't wait any longer."
"That settles that." Jessica said. "Now, no matter who gets the short straw you cannot get him off in a way that would complete your challenge. We only want one challenge at a time being completed."
"Well, I guess I can't use my feet on him." Katerina replied.
They all turned to look at her. "I'm at least functional right now."
"You have a foot fetish?" Samantha asked.
"No." Katerina smiled.
Samantha's eyes widened. "You mean? Really?" She looked down at her stocking clad feet. Would he like hers, she wondered.
The others smiled.
"But what's the next game?" Samantha asked.
A grin split Sarah's face. "I know just the thing."
Owen stiffened as Jessica straddled his hips. He erection kicked hard in his jeans as her cutoff shorts pressed down on him. He knew he couldn't take much more. His balls were already screaming for release.
Jessica pulled his mouth to hers and pressed her tongue against his. Breathlessly breaking away she looked at him through disheveled hair. "Rachel is going to put on her show now." Jessica ground her hips against his.
Owen groaned and dug his fingers into her hips. "Fuck." He hissed.
"Not yet." Jessica laughed. "But we know you are aching so we drew straws to see who could go first." She rolled her hips harder. "I won."
Owen looked up at her, surprise in his eyes.
"I'm going to suck your cock while Rachel fingers herself until we have all been entertained." She lifted her hips. "I'm going to swallow."
Owen's hips surged trying to reconnect with that wonderful pressure. In his mind, he knew he would have to do some explaining very soon. Should he tell her before she found out or try to explain after?
Rachel worked her shorts off before sitting in a chair opposite Owen. The other girls sat at his sides.
Owen looked at them and realized they were going to be right against him as Jessica revealed his secret, took him into her mouth . . . swallowed his cum.
Rachel spread her legs over the arms of the love seat.
Owen could see everything. Her wonderful breasts captured just beneath her shirt and bra, her stomach flexing, her delicate flower spreading open on it's own, her light brown star just below. She arched her back as she met his eyes and he watched as something thick and white trailed from her begging hole down across her ass.
She put three fingers in her mouth and made a show of running her tongue over them.
Owen shifted in his seat as Jessica pulled his hips to the edge of the couch. His nerves tore at him as he wondered at what her reaction would be. What the others' reactions would be.
She undid the button on his pants, slowly dropped his zipper, and worked his jeans down his legs. His boxers were wet around the head of his dick and as his muscles clenched it jumped it its confines.
Jessica ran her tongue over the wet spot and purred with hunger. She put her hands on the waistband of his boxers and began to pull down.
"Wait." Owen called, but she didn't stop.
His cock sprang free. Nine inches of velvety soft on the outside, molten steel on the inside. Jessica, and the other's at his side, stared down at his erection but didn't make a sound or a move. They were captivated by the long, thick member dripping cum from the slit . . . and the silver bar which pierced the head from top to bottom. Silver beads like M&M's sat flush against his skin, the top one looking like a crown for his penis.
Jessica exhaled softly before wrapping her fingers around him.
He hissed through his teeth.
"What is that?" Jessica breathed.
Her face was so close her breath danced over his skin.
"It's called an Apadravya." Owen choked out.
"Why do you have that?" Sarah asked.
"It's supposed to stimulate a woman's g-spot with every stroke." Owen looked down. "It's probably too freaky."
"It's sexy as hell." Katerina whispered. "Does it work?"
Before he knew what he was saying, Owen replied, "You'll have to see for yourself." He blushed and stammered as he realized what he'd just said to his sister. He didn't take it back.
Katerina smiled happily. "Maybe I will."
"You'll have to wait your turn." Jessica replied. "Right now, this is mine." She leaned forward and flicked one bead with her tongue before licking his pre-cum from the tip. "It feels good against your tongue." Jessica moaned. "But his taste is so much better than the jewelry."
A sharp inhale of breath caught Owens attention and he watched as Rachel moved her fingers between her legs. The glistening digits moved up and down, slowly moving against her body as she looked at him. She pulled her dripping lips before rubbing a finger around the outside of her opening. Her breasts heaved as she pressed her fingers into herself, her pussy stretching wide to accommodate the intrusion.
