Boys: Rooms

Sarah had explained the set-up simply enough. She would put a blindfold in each of the bedrooms and let the guys go in first. Once that was done and you were all blind the girls would choose a door at random. If any of you tried to cheat and get a peek at the girls then they would leave and the offending guy would be left high, dry, and blue-balled. She had stressed that last rule to Tom in particular but you paid attention to it anyway. The girls, for their part, would do the deed with their partner regardless of how they felt about him. The way she phrased that gave you pause for thought as you imagined Miranda or Nicole **** to fuck Tom even though they obviously wouldn't want to, but they kept silent on the issue, so you did too. After it was finished the girl would leave, the guys could take their blindfolds off, and you would all go back to the game like nothing happened. Nothing except hot, passionate, sex with either your crush, her hottest friend, or the cute girl you've been platonic friends with for years.

Standing on the landing you give Matt one last look of concern mixed with reassurance, and he just shrugs and forces a smile in return. Tom had already barged into the room to your right without a second thought. You take a deep breath before opening the door to the middle bedroom and stepping inside. There on the bed, just like Sarah described, is a strip of dark fabric that must be your blindfold. Picking it up you turn it in your hands briefly, the material feeling like silk between your fingers. It's not the simple elasticated eye cover or ramshackle scrap of cloth you'd been expecting. It seems like a purpose made blindfold, designed for exactly what you were about to do. "Is there anything that girl's not into?" You think as you bring it slowly up to your face. "I have a 1/3 chance of finding out exactly what she's in to." You continue as you try to tie it behind your head. Your hands are shaking so much that you can't get the knot right for the first couple of tries but you eventually manage it, pulling it tight over your face and shutting out the world. In near total darkness you sit on the bed full of nervous energy, like a gambler watching his last hand be dealt out.

When the door opens you hold your breath and turn towards the sound even though you can't see. The door quickly closes again, and you hear light but purposeful footsteps striding towards you. Gripping the edge of the bed nervously you wonder who exactly is padding towards you, but the fact they didn't delay at all when they opened the door and saw you makes you feel a little more confident. The footsteps soon reach right in front of you, and you expect her to pause for a moment as she decides where to start. She doesn't. Instead, she presses her soft lips against yours, kissing you gently but irresistibly and coaxing you to kiss her back. Her tender pecks and smooches distract you so much that you only stop to gasp briefly when you feel her hand on your cock. Before you can say anything else she kisses you again as you feel her tease your hard shaft with a few long, slow strokes.

Still kissing you and stroking your dick she puts her knees on the bed and straddles your lap, trapping your cock between your bodies as she pushes herself against you. Her hard nipples jab into your chest as she squishes her tits between you both. They feel quite big as they push against you but it's hard to tell. Sarah? Miranda? Perhaps even Nicole's? The boobs on your chest feel too big and soft to be hers, but you don't inspect your friends chest often enough to be sure. Maybe because you can't see them they feel bigger than they are? It couldn't hurt to touch them and check, right? Before you even come close to her heaving bosom her hand shoots out lightning fast to grab yours. "Nuh uh." She murmurs, breaking the kiss for a moment and pushing your wandering hand back down.

Wordlessly you obey and place both your hands back on the bed, allowing this sexy stranger to take the lead. As she plays with your erection she presses it up against her body so that the underside of your shaft is tickled by a short tuft of her pubic hair, while the tip leaks precum on to her bare stomach. Your dick throbs harder in her hands as you realize she must be completely naked, which explains why the tiny daggers that are her nipples dig into you so deeply. Putting a hand on your shoulder to steady herself she rises up in your lap, your cock sliding down her smooth body until it slips between her legs.

A hot wetness that can only be her drooling pussy presses against the top of your staff, threatening to envelop the tip in her soft folds. You open your mouth to mutter a warning about your lack of a condom but before the words can come out her hips drop and the furnace-like heat of her body drives that thought and all others from your head. Slowly she lowers her body on you, Despite her tightness the sopping moisture of her hole combined with the obsidian hardness of your cock combine to make the descent smooth and pleasurably easy. So pleasurable in fact that you both exhale twin sighs of satisfaction, her fingers tightening on your shoulders as you fill her up. Finally her hips meet yours, your entire cock sheathed inside her steamy cave, twitching and sending tiny shivers through her body. With your bodies deeply and tantrically linked she leans forward and sweetly kisses you again, your interlocking lips completing the chain of your sexual ouroboros.

No way Nicole could take your dick so easily, she's still a virgin as far as you know. You also doubt Sarah would be so gentle and passionate, she'd probably bounce her lewd body on your dick like a slut once you penetrated her instead of kissing you so sweetly. That means it must be Miranda, right?

All these thoughts occupy a small and increasingly shrinking part of your brain as the rest of you falls in love with the unseen sweetheart on your cock and on your tongue. You're so entranced by making out with her that you almost don't notice when she puts both her hands on your shoulders and uses that as leverage to lift her body in your lap. You do, however, notice when the feeling of your cock slipping free from her greedy fuckhole makes her moan gently into your mouth. She can only bare to part with a couple of inches of your cock before she drops down again, her hips rejoining yours as you both moan. She repeats the motion, slowly at first but getting faster, bouncing steadily in your lap whilst continuing to make out with you. Despite only moving a few scant centimeters up and down the slow and teasing way she fucks you is driving you wild, your lower body tenses with every downward stroke as you try to push even deeper into her.

Slowly her hands move from your shoulders, caressing their way down your chest to where they rest on your pecs that twitch under her light touch. With just a little push you fall over backwards, with the girl riding you down and kissing you all the way to the mattress. Your exclamation of shock was absorbed by her kissing lips but you both break the kiss to giggle a little at your sudden change in angle. Quickly though she goes back to making out with you while your cock, which never slipped from her pussy, begins to be stimulated again. In this new position she does her best to gyrate her hips and grind on your cock while still kissing you but it's obviously difficult for her to ride your cock properly when she's bent over you like this.

Almost regretfully she breaks the kiss to sit up straight and start riding you like a proper cowgirl. With her fingers splayed on your torso for balance she starts to rise and fall on your cock even faster, her wet pussy clinging tightly to you with every upward move. While this new position unfortunately limits your ability to taste her tender lips it almost makes up for it with her increased mobility, and she's soon bouncing higher and faster on your cock than before. So quick and wild that you try in vain to control her erratic movements.

Your hands go briefly to her hips in an attempt to guide her bouncing on your dick, only to be stopped again. Taking you by the wrists she pins your hands back on the mattress beside your head, leaning some of her bodyweight on them to hold you down. Whoever she is, she's taking charge. That seems like something Sarah would do since she's the most experienced of the girls, but Nicole can be a control freak too. It stands to reason that your friend's controlling tendencies could extend to sex as well. And it could even be Miranda. Despite all your fantasizing about her you really have no idea what she's like in the bedroom. It could well be your crushes hands holding you down while her pussy glides up and down your cock, a thought that makes you throw your hips up to meet hers with renewed vigor.

When she's satisfied you've learnt your lesson to not intrude on her dick riding she relinquishes her grip on your forearms, although you don't dare move from the position she put you in. Laying back as she grinds in your lap you feel her body weight shift position. Soon you feel two hands on your knees and you realize that she's found another angle to ride your cock, slamming her pussy down onto you with reckless abandon. She quickly starts moaning louder than you've ever heard her before, this new direction of attack clearly rubbing your dick against her G-spot and stimulating her even more. Her own actions, combined with the rhythmic upward thrusting of your own hips, quickly makes her hands clamp down tightly on your legs while her breathing gets higher and higher.

After a particularly strong upward thrust and a particularly powerful downward slam her pussy spasms around you as suddenly and strongly as if she was struck by lightning. Before you can even think of saying anything her legs kick and tremble around you, further rumpling Sarah's already ruined bedsheets. Whoever she is makes the most exquisite squeaks and moans as her body shivers around your cock before her upper half collapses forward again. With her body pressed against yours she trembles in post-orgasmic bliss, even while slathering your face and neck with wet, sloppy, joyful kisses. Kisses that you are all too happy to return, barely even thinking about your needy cock still buried inside her as your focus turns to recapturing her precious lips.

When she finally regains her composure she once more pulls away from your kisses to sit upright on your desperately throbbing cock, even as your mouth chases after hers. Again she pushes you back down, although this time you know her motivation. With redoubled energy she slams her hips up and own on yours, your pelvis meeting her wet pussy and engorged clit with such **** that you're surprised she's able to control her moans at all. This new effort on your already thoroughly teased dick is enough to make you screw up your hands in the bedsheets , knowing that your own climax is coming.

"Fuck, I'm close." You warn her, speaking for what felt like the first time since she came in. Her hips keep bouncing smoothly on top of you despite your warning and while holding back you try your best to remember if she slipped a condom on your cock before you started. Without warning she lifts her body off of yours, her pussy clinging tightly to your cock like it didn't want to leave only to be replaced by a firm hand. Quickly she strokes your slick shaft as you hear her repositioning in front of you until her hot breath tickles your cock. Still stroking your cock you feel soft lips brush against your cock head, until she slips them over your tip. She doesn't seem to care about her own girlcum coating it as she sucks quickly on your tip.

Her hand spirals around your slick shaft while her tongue flicks and licks at your dickhead inside her mouth. It doesn't take long before you start to cum, another warning to her going seemingly ignored as she continues to suck and jerk your cock. With a deep groan you burst inside her mouth, your pent-up balls emptying through her lips and down her throat. Despite the large deposit you seem to be making her soft lips, the ones that were kissing you moments ago, remain wrapped around your cock. Even as your hips twitch and your final bursts of jizz spray across her tongue she remains resolute in sucking your cock, greedily taking in all of your seed. It’s a sight you wish you could see, your crush, Sarah, or even innocent little Nicole, swilling your cum in their mouth like a slut. You can feel from the way her mouth and throat move around you that she's swallowing every drop of cum that you give her.

When your balls finally runs dry her lips pull away from your cock with a gentle smack, allowing your limp member to fall between your legs with only a quick parting smooch to the top of your shaft. Still catching your breath on the bedsheets you raise your head in an obviously vain attempt to look at the perfect woman who just drained your cock, only to be met by yet another finger across your lips. Gently she cups your face with one hand before planting her affectionate lips on your left cheek, giving you one final stinging mark to remember her by.

By the time you've fully regathered your senses she's already gone, only leaving behind her lipstick stains and the scent of her perfume mingling with the potent odor of sex. Without her intoxicating presence you become aware of the sounds from the neighboring rooms, sounds that you could always hear but were previously relegated to the lesser parts of your mind. Only now do you notice that the sounds of slapping bodies and the associated moans of pleasure from one room has died off, whilst the other continues with undisturbed energy. The thudding of (presumably) the headboard against the wall is so loud and rapid that you're beginning to think they might knock a hole through the wall but then with three more powerful thumps the knocking and the moans reach a loud crescendo.

With that final climax the whole house seems to fall into silence and you sit on the edge of the bed again just like before, except now your thoughts are caught in a whirlwind about that perfect girl who fucked you so well and kissed you so sweetly. These thoughts are only interrupted by the buzzing of your phone to your side, a noise that was almost completely unexpected and that sends you scrambling for the source. With both hands you clutch your phone which had previously rested on the bedside table, hesitating for a moment as you consider stripping your blindfold. Reasoning that the dare is already over you pull that scrap of silk over your head to blink in the harsh light of the world again. After a couple of blinks you can read again and see a text from Sarah.

It's a group text to you, Matt, and Tom that reads : Hope you all enjoyed that ;) we're going to take a sec to freshen up but you can all go back downstairs now. Tom has already replied with a simple thumbs up and you can see that Matt has read it too. Slipping your phone (and your dick) back into your pants you stand up and take a deep breath in an attempt to clear your head. Looking around the now empty room you can scarcely believe what happened. You feel like Prince Charming looking for Cinderella, but instead of a glass slipper all you've been left with is a drained cock and a whirlwind of emotions.

You hope that it was your crush who was so into you but part of you doesn't care if it was. You just want to know who it was that so passionately gave you her body, even though you know it's against the rules Sarah had set for this. It had only been meant to casually blow off some steam, but now you feel more pressurized than before. Whether you really want to find the truth or not, the only thing for you to do now is go out that door and back to the game.

Stepping out on to the landing you awkwardly meet Matt and Tom, who are discussing who they think they fucked with very different degrees of enthusiasm. "Hey John." Matt greets whilst carefully avoiding eye contact, things still feeling a little weird since you both know what the other was doing seconds earlier. "Hey." Tom addresses you like an afterthought before continuing with what he was saying. "I'm telling you man, you'll know who I fucked cause she'll still be walking funny. You were in the middle John, you must've heard me nearly slam that little bitch through the wall?" He poses it like a question but you know he's just bragging so you decide not to gratify him.

"I don't know, I was pretty busy with my own thing." You reply, walking past him and starting downstairs. "Oh yeah, you were probably too busy trying not to bust in five seconds, I get it man." You ignore his insult to continue descending the stairs and Matt quickly follows with you, leaving Tom to catchup at the rear. When you arrive at the door to the living room you pause briefly with one hand on the hard wood before you enter. Talking to Matt and Tom was awkward, actually seeing the three girls who you might have fucked will almost certainly be worse. Steeling yourself you push the door open to see the three of them, still slightly disheveled but all fully clothed, sitting on one couch and whispering to each other. Whispering that abruptly stops when they see you. All of them smile as the guys return, although Sarah is the only one who's able to meet your eyes. Nicole and Miranda both blush and look down smirking to themselves, even as you try to catch your crushes eye. You'd hoped to look her in the eye and try to gauge her reaction to see if it was her in that room and on your cock, but that's not going to happen if she can't even make eye contact with you.

"Glad we all got that out our system. Let's get back to it!" Sarah says, picking up the hat and passing it to Miranda. Outwardly you nod your head in agreement but inwardly your thoughts aren't on the game but instead fixated on finding out who it was that crept into your room. A glance at Tom and Matt suggests they might be thinking similarly, as they both inspect the three blushing beauties before you. Seeing Tom's predatory gaze roam over the girls you remember that one of the women in front of you fucked him too, and maybe there are some questions you don't want the answer to. Still, with the three of you guys set on sniffing out the truth things might switch up from a party game to a whodunnit, or more accurately a who-got-done.

As Miranda digs through the hat for another name you prepare to solve a mystery.