Vivi's App Part 12

Greg grabbed Diana by the hips and thrust into her. Beside them his wife and Olivia stared at them hungrily. It was a truly bizarre scenario he couldn't have imagined before starting this game, but now it felt perfectly natural. Thanks to the game their marriage was totally open, but without any chance of jealousy. They loved each other more than anything, but just because you love chocolate ice cream doesn't mean you never want vanilla again, right? Diana lacked the enthusiasm of his wife, but she made up for it in sheer desperation. He would be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying himself.

Finally he reached his peak. He'd hoped to get Diana off first, but it seems that was not to be. He held her tightly as he came deep within her, then let go and slumped back down to his chair. Still, he wasn't a selfish lover. He was happy to finish Diana off with his hands or mouth but for some reason she refused. With the act finally done, both of them got dressed again and sat down properly. Then it was time to return to the game.

"Haha fucker!" Diana shouted as she checked her phone, "Let's see...oh Robert is number 6. Perfect. How should I get my ****?"

"Don't do anything too hasty..." Amber said softly.

"Ya. Don't forget this isn't the final turn." Robert said ominously.

Diana grinned, "Number 6 you will be disgusted by misogyny and worship all women as superior beings."

Robert blinked. He looked around the room, then settled on Amber, "My dear...you look so lovely right now. Is there anything I can do for you?"

Amber sighed and gently touched his face, "Oh Robert...if you truly wish to worship me then you will go back to the way you were before that order. I want you to take control."

"But...I couldn't. Women are to be worshipped. Misogyny is wrong." Robert said seriously.

"Of course it is," Amber agreed, "I'm not telling you to be a misogynist. I'm telling you that sometimes women like a firm hand. The best way you can worship me, and all the women here, is by showing us your strong, manly side. Take control and dominant us."

Robert nodded, "Dominate you as a form of worship? Yes, I can do that."

"Hey wait," Diana said, "No. That's wrong. Robert, I don't want you to dominate me. I want you to lick my toes. Go ahead. Come here and lick."

Robert turned to Diana, "I'm afraid I can't do that. It's true that all women deserve worship, but the one I worship most is my wife. Even if you are above me, she is far, far above you."

Amber snickered, and Diana's jaw dropped, flabbergasted, "But...but..."

"Now now dear, you had your turn. Now it's mine," Amber said with a grin, "You are lucky though. I don't have any points to find out your number. I'll just have to take a risk. Number 2 you will become extremely submissive towards men with large cocks. The larger the cock, the stronger your desire to obey his every word."

Diana sighed, "At least that isn't me."

Nobody else volunteered that it was them who received the order. Amber tapped Robert, "Robert dear, since you have that monstrous cock between your legs, why don't you order every woman here to strip naked."

Robert grinned, "As you command. All of you, strip naked now!"

At first nobody moved, but then Lisa jumped up and started to strip. When she was fully nude she presented herself towards Robert, "Do you like what you see?"

"Yes, very much." Robert said.

Greg slapped Lisa's butt playfully, "Yes sir, she's a lot of fun in the sack, but actually you should order her to suck your cock. You won't regret it."

"Oh my God!" Olivia cried, "Stop this! You've all gone fucking insane!"

"Can you blame them," Ethan said, still staring at Maria's tits, "This game is fucking insane. But quiet now, all of you. It's my turn."

"Please Ethan, let me cover my tits! I'm number 9!" Maria said.

"Well...I do like your tits...but it is rather inconvenient to be **** to stare at them...Fine. You win. Number 9 you will no longer feel uncomfortable covering your tits if you have my permission to do so."

"Your permission!?" Maria screamed, "What the f-"

"That's not the way to earn permission." Ethan said smugly.

Maria crossed her arms under her tits angrily and looked away, "Whatever."

"Ooh, my turn," Lisa said, "Hmm...Maria you seem a little tense. Perhaps you need to get laid?"

"What? No. No way. Don't you give me any orders! I can't have sex with these guys!"

Lisa shrugged, "Well don't worry, I won't waste my points on you. And fine...no men necessary. But if it happens to be you...Number 4 will start to masturbate and won't be able to stop until they've cum...5 times."

"Oh dear...Lisa..." Greg said, triggering Lisa's orgasm, "It's me." He started pulling out his cock.

Lisa giggled, "Oops. I should have checked...Olivia dear?"

"Why should I help him touch himself? It's not like I..." She grabbed her chest, not yet swollen, "Fine..." She licked her lips, "Greg you have permission as long as you cum somewhere that Chloe can see."

"What? Why bring me into this?" Chloe asked.

"Cause I can!" Oliva growled back. Then she turned to focus on Greg and his glorious cock as he stroked himself to full mast. She was constantly fantasizing about it, but there was no reason for her to take care of it herself. It would be enough to **** that bitch Chloe to lick it all up afterwards...Oliva cackled to herself.