Playing at the Game

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Playing at the GameI have been playing with Cyle for a few months now. I go to his house and play games with his friends. We sneak off and do naughty things. Following me into the kitchen to corner me and finger me. He pulled that one so often that I started wearing skirts and no panties. Another favorite of his is to have me jerk him off at the table. We always end up finishing our fun in his room after and then I go home. The last game night I went to did not go according to plan. I wore a shorter skirt than usual and a cute tight top to show off my tits. I knew he would enjoy being able to reach for me under the table easier and it would be easier to flash. I noticed his friend Nelson was checking me out almost as much as Cyle was. It was strange but I just figured he liked how I was dressed. I decided to start having some fun a couple hours into the evening. I went to the kitchen for a drink. He has an island countertop that I hopped up on and put a leg up to lean on. I figured this would be a fun way to start off the night. Having him walk in to the kitchen with me flashing my pussy at him. The idea was really exciting to me. Anyone might walk in but I am pretty confident that he knows I am waiting for him. As I expected a few minutes later he comes walking into the kitchen with a big smile on his face. He walks over to me and starts running his hands up my legs as he nuzzles at my neck. I moan a little as he gets close to where I want him. He reminds me to be quiet or Someone is going to figure out what we are up to. I giggle a little and try to quiet down. He starts working a finger into me and I arch into his hand. My head leans back and I enjoy the feeling of what he does to me. He leaves me riding the edge and sends me back to the table. I glare at him but my heart isn’t in it. This is part of the game we play. I sit back down and notice that Nelson is missing. I don’t think much of it and I get settled. Cyle comes back and has a drink for myself and eryaman escort him. Cyle has managed to scoot his chair close enough that he can reach into my lap. I hook my leg over him and give him access to me. Thinking it would be fun to see how long I can keep a steady face at the table. We always tried to make each other get so worked up that we have to leave the table. Seemed like today he was going to put me to the test. I nearly yelp when I feel him manage to get his fingers worked into me and can still reach my clit. I wiggle and grind as discreetly as I can but I get the feeling he might win this time because he is managing to aggressively work my pussy without anyone the wiser. I eventually have to wave my white flag and excuse myself to go on a food run. This is the signal that we give up and need to be finished off. So I ask Cyle to take me to get a snack. The table is watching me talk to Cyle and I noticed Nelson had managed to get back to the table. He stands up and says he is coming too. I look at Cyle expecting him to make up an excuse to tell him no, instead he just smiles and heads out the door. I’m right behind him and I am sour looking, as I realize my orgasm is going to have to wait. The guys load up in the front of Cyle’s SUV and I take the seat behind Nelson. I fully intend to make driving awkward for Cyle, I might even get my orgasm if I can be quiet enough. I make sure that I am in his peripheral and I lift my shirt and spread my legs wide. I see him fighting to keep his eyes forward but he has a smile on his face. I am enjoying it and don’t notice immediately that we have stopped and it is not a 7-11. I put my tits away and close my legs. As I get out of the SUV, I look at Cyle for answers. He has taken us to our stop off. A little copse of trees that we use for our “food runs”. He just smiles at me and tells me to head for the truck bed. I raise my eyebrows, “What about Nelson?” I ask. Cyle tells me not to worry about that, I cried escort eryaman ‘uncle’ and as agreed upon he is going to make sure I get taken care of. “Then why is he here?!”Nelson laughed and told me that technically since he was the one to work me up he should get the reward. He starts backing me towards the end of the truck. I am so busy watching Nelson that I haven’t noticed that Cyle has ended up behind me. He wraps an arm under my tits pushing them up and he runs the other down the front of me to cup between my legs. I am surprisingly turned on but the fact that Cyle sprung this on me makes me mad. I turn my face to yell at him and he stops me with a kiss. Nelson has closed the distance and I am sandwiched between them “Come on Ceras!” he whines. ” I did a good job and I promise it will be fun. You’ve been messing with Cyle for weeks now.” I feel my tits being traced and rubbed. It feels good but I still don’t think I am up for this. Cyle reaches up my skirt and I bite back a moan. Cyle chuckles in my ear “Fuck! You are soaked! Come on Ceras let us take care of you.”To drive home his point he presses little circles around my clit and I can’t stop the groan from escaping this time. I become pliant in his arms. “That’s my girl!” he coons.”You get a taste first man! She is always happy after some oral. “Nelson looks at me and smiles “Not gonna turn that down.” He kneels in front of me and Cyle hooks my knee over his leg. I am completely exposed to Nelson. “Gonna find out if you taste as good as you feel.” Nelson wastes no time in dipping his tongue into my folds, doing a little circle around my clit before sucking it. I cry out and try to grind into his face. “She liked that!” Cyle laugh as he eases my shirt over my head. Once my tits are out he goes to work on them. I feel him squeezing and playing with them while sucking and kissing my neck. Nelson is driving me crazy and then he pushes two fingers inside of me and spreads them. I am glad that Cyle eryaman escort bayan is holding me up because I am close to forgetting how to stand. Nelson scoops me up by my hips and they take me to the ground. “we’ve got to make this one a quickie.” Cyle says. “We are supposed to be on a snack run.” Nelson flips me to all fours and licks me from bottom to top. I hiss in surprise. I notice that Cyle has pulled his cock out and I hear a zipper drop behind me. “We are gonna spit roast you hunny,” Cyle tells me. We’ll all get off and make it to the end of the game that way!” I just want to cum at this point I have been pushing towards a good orgasm and I don’t want to stop so I nod. “Awesome!” Nelson whispers behind me. I start sucking on Cyle’s head and start to draw him into my mouth when I feel Nelson start tracing his head against my entrance and I am burning up. “God Nelson! hurry up, I need a cock!” I groan out to him before sucking Cyle to the hilt. Apparently I gave the right kind of encouragement because I feel Nelson grab my hips and push balls deep into me. I cry around the cock in my mouth and I feel hands tighten on my head as he pushes deeper. “Shit man she is squeezing me already!” Nelson groans out. “Not gonna be long.” He wraps an arm around my hips and reaches for my clit. The added pressure was amazing and I kept a frantic pace between them. I am about to go over. I suck deeper and I feel him growing in my mouth. “Fuck! I love her mouth!” Cyle hisses out before a final thrust sends his creamy load down my throat. “Shit I’m barebacking her do I pull out?” Nelson grinds out as his thrusts get less rhythmic. “She’s good, she likes when you fill her pussy.” Cyle says as he slides out of my mouth. I cry out at a hard thrust. “Fuck! please give it to me! I want it!” I scream out. Nelson gets with the program and pinches my clit which brings me. My clenches were enough to finish Nelson off and I felt him push into the end of me and I felt him pulse and twitch inside me. Nelson licks the base of my spine before pulling out of me. I laugh a little and feel his cum sliding out already. As I stand up Cyle hands me my shirt and a towel. “We should probably get back to the game guys.” I giggle.

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