Tabby: Day 2 (Potrait of a Reclining Nude)

Your arms pull against the ties binding them to the headboard, managing only to tighten them further. Your legs tense too as you feel the orgasm approaching. Warm suction on your cock intensifies, pushing you over the edge. It’s intense, it’s exciting…

“It’s JADA!” you cry out, as you explode into her mouth.

A few seconds later, Rebekah pulls the blindfold from your eyes, chuckling through wet lips.

“Really? You didn’t recognize my blow job? I’m your girlfriend!”

You look at her, then look down the bed to where her housemate, Jada, sits naked. Even in the post-orgasmic haze, with your breath still escaping you, her trick isn’t working. You shake your head.

“It was Jada.”

“I’ve literally got your cum on my lips!” says Rebekah, leaning in to kiss you and prove the point. The taste is definitely yours, but you’ve already seen past the con.

When she breaks the kiss, you nod. “You do,” you say. “So does she. You must have kissed afterwards to try to trick me. You two are insane, you know that. Right, baby?”

They’re both suppressing laughter.

“I can’t believe you didn’t recognize me!”

You shake your head, taking a moment to still yourself. It was a wonderful game, but there’s no way they’re fooling you.

“That’s because it was Jada. Look, I’ve been the house fuckboi for a month now. Believe me, I know. Jada always uses her tongue while sucking. You like to scrape me with your teeth. Honestly, it fucking terrified me the first time you did that, but you taught me to enjoy the danger over time. You two are VERY different, and I’ve had plenty of chance to learn the difference.”

Rebekah’s shaking with laughter. “Okay, okay, maybe you do know me. I guess you’ve earned the steak and eggs, not the month-old sausage breakfast!”

You’re about to respond when your phone suddenly blurts out “WARNING! WARNING! THE CRAZY WOMAN IS CALLING YOU!” Rebekah picks it up and prepares to answer it.

“DON’T!” you cry out. “That’s my sister’s FaceTime ring tone! We’re all nak—”

“Hey there!” Rebekah says, pressing the answer button.

“Hey bro… Oh wait, Rebekah. Hi— are you naked? Oh god, I interrupted something didn’t I?” your sister splutters. “I can call back, it’s okay.”

“No need, we were just finished. Do you want to talk to your brother?”

“Umm… yeah, if it’s— BRO! You’re tied to the bed? And who was that other woman with Rebekah? What’s going on?”

Your mind reels as you try to work out how to calm your sister down after the shock that Rebekah just thrust on her. Maddy might have been a player in the game herself once, but nobody expects to see their sibling tied to the bed by two sexy young women. Your eyes meet Rebekah’s in a deadly glare.

“Don’t ask,” you hiss. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

“Wait,” adds Maddy. “Is this some kind of College Spread challenge?”

“No,” you mumble.

Rebekah unties one of your hands and gives you your phone. You pull it in closer to your face so at least your sister can’t see the scene in the bedroom. Her eyes sparkle with all the chaotic energy of a mischievous spirit before she drops down to start licking your now-soft dick.

“WHAT THE FUCK! Rebekah!”

Maddy cracks out laughing. “Are you sure this isn’t a public sex challenge?”

Stuck holding the phone in your one free hand you can do nothing to stop Rebekah’s playful teasing. Well, apart from one thing.

“RED!” you snap, using the safe word she gave you when you became the house fuck boi.

She pulls away and scowls at you dramatically, a pure act suggesting she’s upset you stopped her before she grins in triumph.

“Oh, she’s dangerous!” says Maddy. “I think I can tell what she did just then. Rebekah, you’re a bigger pervert than he is!”

“Thank you!” comes the reply from the bottom of the bed.

“So, why are you tied to the bed with a blindfold on your forehead and two naked women with you?” demands Maddy. You know that look. If you refuse to answer she’ll just make something up even worse than what actually happened.

“Believe it or not, my damn girlfriend decided she wanted to know if I could determine whether it was her or Jada blowing me just by the sensation.”

“Oh, you failed then,” says Maddy confidently. “Don’t get upset, Rebekah. Guys are useless at that kind of thing.”

“Actually, he passed easily,” says Rebekah with a huge grin. “He gets to live.”

“Wait, wait, wait!” Maddy looks baffled. “Are you telling me that while you’re in the middle of playing College Spread you’re ALSO having sex with two other women so often you can tell their blowjobs apart?”

“Yes,” you say, blushing.

“You ARE a pervert! No wonder you’re doing so well in the game.”

That shocks you.

“How the hell do you know how I’m doing in College Spread?”

Maddy shrugs. “Nothing strange there. You know prior players get to see all the footage if they want. I mean, I don’t watch yours, that’d be weird. Besides, you know I prefer girls anyhow, so I mostly watch Cassie’s. But we’re all cheering you on in the gameshow sections.”

“What do you mean ALL. You’re not telling me mom and dad watch too?”

“Of course! You’re one of us. We have to support you and it gives us a fun family game night.”

“Oh god,” you sigh, closing your eyes. “Someone just kill me!”

“What?” says Maddy. “You’ve nothing to be embarrassed about. I mean you’re in last place at the moment, but after last week’s plays I know Rebekah’s up to something. You got this. Oh, mom says she’s proud of her ‘little boy.’”

Blood thunders in your ears. You’re not entirely sure there IS a shade of red that matches what you suspect your face looks like right now.

“Hey, enough with the ‘little,’” says Rebekah, defending you in the worst way possible. “Believe me, he’s big enough.”

“For God’s sake,” you cry out. “Stop! What did you call about anyhow?”

“Well I did call to yell at you,” she says. “But I don’t feel like that now.”

“What for?”

“For not telling me about your news, about Rebekah being pregnant? Seriously, I had to find that out from watching the College Spread gameshow section? Bro! What the hell?!”

“I just figured mom and dad would tell you!”

“Why? It’s your news.”

You notice Rebekah is scowling at you and mouthing the words “You didn’t tell her?”

“Sorry, okay,” you say. “I had a lot on. And Rebekah, I wasn’t trying to keep it a secret. Like I said, mom and dad knew. I guess they just figured it was our news to share.”

She doesn’t look happy with that explanation. But she does look like she might forgive you.

“Okay, so congratulations, I guess,” says Maddy. “When’s the wedding?”

There’s an awkward silence as you and Rebekah just stare at each other. Wedding. Marriage. Yes, it’s still the norm when people enter into a long term relationship, especially when a baby is involved, even if it’s something some people skip. The truth is, you never even thought about it. You’re not against it. At all. Between college work and College Spread and the pregnancy and everything else that’s changing though, somehow it just didn’t enter your brain.

“I can’t ask him to do that,” says Rebekah.

You try to digest what she’s saying. She can’t ask you to do what? You’ve already said you’ll be staying with each other. Why would you be unwilling to marry her?

“Hang on,” says Maddy. “Are you two not staying together? Oh god, did I put my foot in my mouth?”

“No, we’re staying together,” you say. “We just never talked about marriage.”

“Why not? BRO! You gotta have better game than that. She’s carrying your baby. You need to make her feel special!”

“I mean, how do you even know if she’d want to marry me?” you ask.

“Are you an idiot?” replies Maddy. “That’s why you ASK HER!”

You bite your lip in shame, hard enough to taste blood. She has a point and you should have thought about it.

“Ummm… Rebekah, will you marry me?” you ask, timidly.

She looks you up and down. “Let me get this straight. You’re tied naked to my bed, with my housemate having just swallowed your cum, and your sister prompting you… and that’s how you ask?”

The description isn’t helping your blush any.

“Umm… yes?”

She snorts, a laugh you’ve come to love. “Somehow, that’s very us. Sure, I’ll marry you. I’m just not sure when we’ll be able to afford it. I guess we could get it done cheap at a registry office.”

“The hell you say,” snaps Maddy. “Look, don’t worry about the cost. This is a College Spread wedding. Do you know how much shit you’re gonna get for free? I know for a fact that there’s a priest, a rabbi and a Buddhist monk or whatever they’re called who were players years ago. Any of them will be happy to run the service. Two dressmakers, a florist, a baker… Do you know how many people have played the game over the last thirty plus years? There’s a whole community waiting to help you if you want it.”

You drop the phone on the bed and stare up at the ceiling. You can’t help it. Your mind, yet again, is blown. Just how big IS the College Spread universe? Thirty years… probably a couple of hundred players. If you include staff too it’s even more. And if any of the Ladies of the Deck stayed in the universe somehow, too, then you might be talking around a thousand people. A thousand people from a top flight university. All invested in each other.

“Maddy…” you say quietly. “Hang up the phone. I think I need to rest.”