The Final Game II

Returning to the living room, it took several more minutes for the group to settle down and this home-brewed, spin-the-bottle knock-off game to officially kick off. At Callie’s insistence, Ryan was the first one up. I always wondered what their relationship was considering they seemed to be the leaders of the group. The two were more than friends and spent a lot of time together, but I never got romantic vibes from them—at least not on the level of Emma and me.

I pushed that thought aside as Ryan pulled a card, studied it, then spun the arrow. The group seemed to lean in, waiting for the first vict—pick—of the night.

It landed on Cameron.

“Have you ever had sex in a car?” Ryan asked with a grin.

I suppose I knew what kind of questions these were going to be. This confirmed it though. It was going to be a long night.

“Yep!” Cameron answered before reaching out to grab a card himself. He spun the arrow, glancing at the card as it slowed to a stop on Callie. He clicked his tongue as he set the card down in front of him. “Who took your virginity?” he asked in a way that suggested he already knew the answer.

She flicked her hair back, tone bored. “Ryan.”

“Waste of a card,” he mumbled as Callie took her turn.

The arrow spun, questions were asked, and the number of empty beers increased. Everyone seemed to be having fun, laughing and enjoying the answers. I got hit a few times. The first being how many people I’d slept with. No one seemed surprised by my answer of one. Not nearly as bad as having to answer who my favorite porn actor was in front of Emma. Another was favorite porn genre. After some thinking, I answered, ‘threesome.’

“Oh! I volunteer!” Sarah said, raising her hand and giggling. Beside me, Emma sighed and rubbed her forehead. Fortunately, she didn’t seem upset by her friend’s outburst.

“Not happening, Sarah. I’m never sharing Isaac.”

“Boo,” she said, failing to suppress her smile as she gave her friend a thumbs down. “But that doesn’t mean he has to be involved. I’m sure he wouldn’t say no to… say, hypothetically… Maddie and me joining you?”

Emma gave me a sweet smile as she gave my hand a squeeze. “Don’t even think about it.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” I lied. She rolled her eyes and gestured for me to go.

Emma got a few good ones in the opening hour of the game. For her first one, Zach asked who her favorite sex partner was.

She thought for a moment. “Overall? Probably Ryan,” she answered. Everyone seemed to stare at her. “What? Not saying everyone else is crap or anything. Ryan has consistency and we’ve always been compatible with each other.”

“Thanks for that,” he said with a laugh.

Sarah chuckled, shaking her head. “Not sure I would have the guts to admit that with my boyfriend sitting right next to me.”

“The question asked for sex partner. Isaac isn’t a sex partner, he’s my boyfriend.” She said it like it made all the sense in the world. “Now, it’s my turn to spin, right?”

It was several more spins when I got an answer to a question I hadn’t gotten around to asking. Taylor asked Emma if she’d ever had anal sex.

“Yep,” she answered, already going to draw and spin.

Damn. Probably should have expected that. It would have been nice to have at least one first time together, but it wasn’t upsetting. One of the things I loved about Emma was her experience and willingness to enjoy herself—even if that wasn’t with me. She knew what she liked and I was happy to help her get what she wanted.

The third question was the first real awkward question of the night. Until then, there were embarrassing questions like listening to Nina explain her worst sexual experience or Grant talking about the worst date he’d been on. All of it was in good fun. I knew something was off when Mike looked uncomfortable when the arrow landed on Emma. He fidgeted in place, glancing down at his card.

Seeing his discomfort, she tried to soothe his fear. “It’s just a question, Mike. No big deal.”

He looked to her, then me, then to his card. “Fine,” he said with a deep breath. “Have you ever cheated on a boyfriend/girlfriend?”

Emma laughed. “That had you tripped up? The answer is no; I’ve never cheated on Isaac. And before you all recount how many times I’ve slept with you all since I started dating him,” she said, pointing to the other guys in the circle. “I have always had his permission to do it and would never do anything without it.” She glanced at me, tilting her head slightly. “Right?”

“Right,” I confirmed.

“I don’t know how you do it, man,” Zach said as Emma drew her card and spun the arrow. “No way could I share my girlfriend.”

“You have no problem sharing us,” Sarah said with a big grin.

“Yeah, but I’m not dating anyone here.”

I shrugged. “It’s something we both enjoy.”

“That we do,” Emma said as the arrow landed on Hailey. “Okay, Hailey. How many people have you slept with?” she asked, reading from the card as we moved on with the game.

It was Colin who pulled the first yellow card. “Let’s get this party started!” he said as he turned in his three blue cards for a yellow. He paused to read his card before spinning, frowning. “Man, I got a lame card. ‘Give a cheesy pickup line.’” With a dramatic sigh, he looked over at Nina who was sitting in front of the arrow. Running a hand through his hair, he gave her an over-the-top sultry look. “I’m a man who stays on top of things.” His voice was low as he mimicked a seductive tone. “Would you like to be one of them?”

“Please no,” she said, shaking her head.

“Jesus that was bad,” Grant said with a shake of his head.

“Fuck you. It’s the best I could do on short notice,” he said crossing his arms.

“Hopefully I get a better card than you,” Nina said as she exchanged her blues for a yellow and spun. She grinned as the arrow landed on Grant. “Yes! Take off your shirt!”

The big guy didn’t hesitate as he removed his shirt. He preened at the attention, flexing slightly as the girls cheered and giggled at the display. He glanced over to Colin who was rolling his eyes. “Jealous?”

“You wish.”

As the game continued, there was a foreboding sense of unease as more yellow cards were pulled. The acts themselves were playful. Most involved removing articles of clothing from someone else. So far, the most risqué card was a peck on the lips—performed by Zach and Justin. Zach had been so happy when he pulled the card, showing it off before he spun. That joy ended when he saw who the arrow landed on. Peer pressure and **** facilitated the peck, and neither seemed happy about it. The group roared with laughter at their reactions, with Colin leading the way. Karma got him when he had to rub Cameron’s crotch for fifteen seconds; a task made all the better considering Emma had removed his pants a few spins before. Even with boxers on, Colin was not a happy camper.

“Oh! This one is good!” Sarah said as she drew her yellow card. “‘Deep kiss for ten seconds.’” Leaning forward, she spun the arrow. I was nursing my warm beer when I found the group looking at me. Glancing down, I found the arrow pointed in my direction.

“Oh,” I said without emotion. My attention went from the predatory grin of Sarah to Emma. She was starting at the arrow, her face passive. She didn’t move or say anything as her friend stood and moved over to me. “Um,” I said, wondering what the hell I should do.

“What?” she asked.

“I just…”

“It’s your decision. Yellow is fair game.”

Yeah, but somehow I don’t think this was really what she had in mind. Looking up, I saw Sarah giving me a questioning look, grin still in place.

To hell with it. It was only a kiss. I’d seen Emma do worse and I was sure she’d be plenty busy later as well considering how this game was evolving.

Sarah seemed a bit surprised when I stood, but it was quickly replaced by her hungry look. She didn’t give me a chance to reconsider. The moment I was up, she closed the distance. Arms wrapped around my neck, she pressed herself against me as she pulled me into the kiss.

Aggressive. A huge difference from what I was used to with Emma. While my girlfriend could certainly be aggressive, she was never quite this intense. It was all so new. The light scent of her perfume, the taste of her lips, their softness against mine. The way her tongue **** itself against mine; so different than Emma. Everything screamed how this wasn’t Emma as I became aware of her body against mine. How there was a little more pressed against me in the chest area than I was used to.

“And time!” Ryan called out with a chuckle.

Sarah pulled away a second later, a knowing grin on her face as she wiped her lips victoriously. Her gaze slid down. “Seems I still got it.”

Blushing, I quickly sat and covered my growing erection. Fuck. I never expected that to be so… intense. My eyes followed Sarah as her hips swayed on the way back to her position in the rough circle of people. A few calming breaths later, I glanced over at Emma. She wasn’t looking at me, but her body language was rigid and controlled.

With a deep breath, I reached out for my card and spun the arrow.

My mind left the game after my turn as I focused on Emma. Reaching over, I rested my hand on hers. “You okay?” I whispered as I leaned toward her.

“Fine,” she said, finally giving me a weak smile. “Wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.”

“Sor—”

“Don’t apologize. We agreed to this.” She took a deep breath, forcing down whatever emotions she was feeling. Her smile seemed to strengthen. “I want you to enjoy the game too. So long as you stay in the yellow range, I can handle it.”

Giving her hand a squeeze, I nodded and let the matter drop.

About thirty minutes since the yellows started being called, the group decided on a rule change allowing yellows to be drawn without the blue card requirement. That drastically sped things up. Lily was the first to be topless in the group, blushing as Colin removed her bra. Her blush only deepened as she held the attention of the guys. Even I had a hard time ignoring them. I don’t know if Emma was pretending not to care about my wandering gaze or if she really felt fine, but she held my hand and didn’t say anything. Considering this was probably the closest I was ever going to get, I let myself enjoy things. The beer helped too.

I got hit several times. I had to remove my shirt and Callie's card got my pants off. I gave a peck to Maddie and Zach—which I was thankful it wasn’t a deep kiss. Don’t think I had that in me and I wasn’t the only one. Grant, Cameron, and Justin passed when the arrow didn’t point to the opposite sex.

Everyone was having a blast. It had been an hour and another beer since we started all yellows. No one was fully dressed and a few were down to underwear or less. Emma was doing better than most in that department, still having her bra and panties on. I was one card away from being naked, but so far the arrow had been avoiding me.

Until it didn’t.

“So,” Nina said, reading from the card. “Apparently, I’m supposed to sit in your lap for two spins, during which you can rub my boobs. We are skipping your turn, so spin to decide who goes next.”

Tightness in my chest, I managed to keep my outward appearance calm. I might have been okay with that, but Nina had lost her shirt and bra like, fifteen minutes ago.

“I think I’m going to—”

“Isaac.” Emma’s voice me off as our eyes met. “This is probably going to be your only opportunity for this. Are you seriously going to pass?”

God she was a hard read. She looked angry, but I wasn’t sure if she was angry at the game or what I was doing. Taking a mental step back, I tried to take a wider view of the situation. We had agreed yellow was fine and I was constantly tiptoeing around worrying about her when I should be trusting her, not second-guessing everything.

To be honest, I wanted to do it. Emma was amazing and everything I wanted, but as Sarah proved earlier, new things were nice in their own way. Besides, it wasn’t like I was going to have sex with her. Even if I was given the opportunity, I’m not sure I would take it.

That was a lie. I would absolutely take it—especially if Emma was involved.

But I knew Emma wouldn’t like that and she was far more important than sex with other girls.

I spun the arrow, not caring who it landed on. My attention was on Nina, blushing as she moved over to me. My mouth was dry as I shifted in place to make room for her. My heart thundered as she settled between my legs. She was radiating heat as her back pressed against my chest. She had a fiery scent that stood out, unlike the subtle one Sarah had.

“Um…” she said softly. “You can touch them.” To make a point, she grabbed my hands and brought them to her chest. Holy. Shit. They were huge. Not gigantic or anything, but for her small size they were up there to rival Callie's. Certainly larger than Emma’s by a fair bit. I couldn’t believe what was happening right now. Even as my hands lightly toyed with the hefty mountains, it seemed unreal. The cushioning on these monsters was unreal.

A light moan caused me to jerk as I realized I’d started playing with her nipples. I’d automatically moved there since I knew how much Emma liked that. But this wasn’t Emma. This was Nina. I was actually feeling up another woman and… enjoying it? It was a complex stew of emotions right now. Nina was incredibly sensitive and it showed. Even with my light touch, she was having a hard time holding back. Her breathing was hard and she was fighting off moans. Failing too, practically panting at my touch.

I lost myself in the moment, my hands running the show as I enjoyed the heft of her breasts as I tried to coax louder moans from the woman. Something she proved to be simple.

“Okay, times up you two!” Ryan said with his usual amused voice as he looked at us. “Best to stop now before poor Nina jumps you for something more.”

She jolted out of my lap, rushing back to her seat. Her face was flushed, pointedly ignoring me.

“Sensitive, isn’t she?” Colin said. “Only girl I could get to cum just by playing with her boobs.” The girl’s face went red as she sank in place.

Callie huffed, rolling her eyes. “Says the excitable man who blows his load putting it in.”

“Hey! That happened one time and is missing some important context—”

Beside him, Grant snorted. “Always knew you were a quick shot.”

The two were interrupted by Sarah taking her turn. Instead of grabbing from the yellow pile, she took from the pile of yellow by her legs to pull a red card. The group fell silent as everyone watched her slowly read over the directions. The tension was thick as everyone waited for her to spin, or more likely, to tell everyone what to expect at the red level.

Lowering the card, she saw she held everyone’s attention and grinned.