[b]The Game Concludes[/b] [u][i]Bonus Round[/i][/u] “Ooo! Naked round!” Gemini suggested, “Everyone with clothes still on, lose ‘em!” Johanna nodded. “Alright. Another round, choose your own preference, and we’ll take another vote at the end. Anyone who [i]wants[/i] to get naked from here, go for it.” The few pairs of pants still covering tails around the room were promptly dropped and kicked under chairs or behind the couch. “Now...Gemi, I’m not asking, because I know your preferences,” she declared, tapping the button. “Dares all the way!” Gemini giggled, throwing her hands in the air cheerfully. “Mm-hm,” Johanna agreed, “And you got one of your favorites: if you’re a boy, touch the boobs of every girl in the room. If you’re a girl, let every boy touch your boobs.” “Yay!” the Doberman immediately leaned back, hooking her arms over the back of her chair and pushing her breasts out invitingly. Glancing at the Sha'khari sitting beside her, she giggled. “Lucky. You get in on dares for [i]both[/i] types.” “Would you rather I sit this one out?” Sarahi tilted her head with a grin. In answer, Gemini grabbed her hand and firmly placed it on top of her left breast. “I will never forgive you if you don’t give me a squeeze,” she giggled, then sighed happily as Sarahi obliged. “And don’t bother taking turns,” she encouraged as the other guys began to gather around. So for the next few minutes, the nymphomaniac Doberman was a happy puddle of arousal as five pairs of hands openly groped her, fingers trailing over one another and palms nudging each other across her skin. “Ooo, that’s good,” she declared as they began to withdraw their hands, her own idly rubbing the slippery skin between her thighs. Dane tapped her hand to make her aware, at which she immediately stopped with an apologetic smile. “Dare me,” Sarahi told Johanna before the Dalmatian could even ask her choice, “I’ve been part of several, but only had two of my own, and both with the same person. I feel like I’m missing out on some of the fun.” “Okay,” Johanna nodded, tapping the button, “In that case...wear a blindfold and strip to your underwear.” She ran her eyes over the Sha'khari’s body once. “I’d say we’re well passed that already. One-by-one, all players of opposite sex will leave personal messages on your body.” Sarahi immediately began laughing, even as Tuli passed the blindfold to her and Gemi trotted off to the kitchen briefly to fetch a marker. “Joke’s on you,” she giggled as she trotted into the middle of the circle, “I [i]have[/i] no opposite! [i]Everyone[/i] gets in on this one!” Pulling the blindfold down over her eyes, Sarahi laid her long body in the floor on her side and waited for the pen. “Uh, I do have a request, though,” she said as something occurred to her, and the first hand touched her flank, “I kind of go bottomless most of the time at home...and in the yard. So, if you’re going to write or draw something obscene, I won’t complain, but please keep those under my shirt or on my [i]inner[/i] thighs.” She let whoever it was roll her onto her back...and giggled when the pen touched her sac, blushing bright red but making no protest. The next one wrote along the underside of her left breast. The next garnered gasps from some of the other players as they put her back on her side...and gently lifted one cheek of her rump to write daintily along the other. “How am I supposed to [i]read[/i] that?!” Sarahi giggled good-naturedly. The next gave her a bit of a break from the embarrassment by lifting her arm to write along the underside, almost right against the pit. From somewhere nearby, Ares spoke, “I guess you’ll just have to get someone else to tell you what they say. I’m sure Oro would read them off for you.” “Don’t worry, dear,” Nayeli promised from close by, “I’ll help you.” “Thank you,” she giggled, before the next writer forced her to tip her head way back to mark her underneath her chin. Another wrote in long arches over both of her breasts, one around her belly button, and the rest seemed content to leave their messages along her inner thighs, both front and back. “Whew!” she sighed, taking off the blindfold, “That was more ticklish than I expected. It was hard to hold still.” Looking down her body, she managed to read the message written above her breasts...and smiled. “That was you, wasn’t it?” she grinned at Nayeli, tracing across the message “I love you” arching over her breasts. “Yeah,” the Lioness confessed with a blush, “I couldn’t find the heart to be more teasing. Plenty of other people were already going there.” “You’re too sweet,” Sarahi beamed, looking further down at the marks around her belly button, the only other message she could reasonably expect to read without help. “Um...that’s a picture, isn’t it?” she tilted her head, “Is that...?” “Me,” Oro grunted, trying to suppress a smirk, “Looking surprised, with your belly button as my mouth. Yeah, yeah, I’m no artist.” Sarahi burst out laughing, having half-expected him to write on her dick, or have been the one to leave a message on her balls. “Okay, I’ll find out what the rest say when I get home,” she grinned, “Next!” Johanna’s phone dropped into her hands even as she said it. “Give me a dare,” the Dalmatian requested softly, eyes half-closed, “Dane likes to watch me do those.” Sarahi smiled, and tapped the button. “That’s very sweet of you. Ahem...give the player across from you a hickey where no one else would see.” The both glanced directly across the circle from the Dalmatian...to find Ares, with Diya sitting in his lap. The little feline grinned with a sheepish wave. With nothing more than a nod, Johanna pulled herself out of her seat and crossed the circle to the pair, getting down on her knees in front of them. Not quite knowing what to expect, Diya waited patiently to be told which spot to present to her. When Johanna motioned for her to come closer, Diya scooted to the edge of Ares’s knees, leaning back slightly with a blush as she offered her little-kitty to the Dalmatian. She was surprised when Johanna shook her head, and motioned for her to turn around. “You’re kidding, right?” she giggled, turning around and bending over the end of Ares’ knees. This was quickly followed by a genuinely impressed, “No way...” as Johanna proceeded to gently spread the cheeks of her offered tush. The Dalmatian kissed one of those cheeks, then moved further in, laying her lips a little to one side of her back-door and applying firm suction. She held it as long as she could, gently tapping it with her tongue when she needed a brief break, then repeated the actions. “Oh wow, you win the ‘shameless’ award tonight,” Diya sighed, toes flexing as her posterior was sucked until a nice, red mark remained in the sensitive area. Johanna gave her rump a gentle pat as she released it, then returned to her seat on the couch. “...Now, what’s your pick?” she asked Oro once she’d settled back in and reclaimed her phone, sneaking only one brief glance at Dane to verify that he was, in fact, rock-hard and scarlet-cheeked. The Rabbit blew a long, slow breath. “Ask me for a truth,” he declared, “I think we’ll all be more comfortable that way.” Johanna shrugged, not about to argue anyone’s tastes, but observed, “You look like you’ve gotten pretty comfortable at this point.” Reaching out with her foot, she nudged his sac gently with a toe, indicating the fully-formed erection above it, shared by every male in the room at this point, “So...tell us this: if you could choose between $10,000 and the ability to [i]easily[/i] have multiple orgasms for the rest of your life, which would you pick?” Oro laughed. “The orgasms, obviously,” he chuckled, patting Nayeli’s thigh, “Curse aside, I’ve got two girls taking me to bed every night. They are disgustingly sweet and understanding, so they don’t complain when I am too worn out to give them both the satisfaction they deserve, including the satisfaction of knowing I find each of them hot enough to bust a nut in. If I can give that to [i]both[/i] of them, every night, $10,000 would hardly be a price.” Nayeli tried hard to look disapproving of his choice of words...particularly the “nut” part...but couldn’t keep the blush off her cheeks. Sarahi just rolled her eyes. It was a very “Oro” way of putting it. “Very decisive of you,” Johanna nodded, thumb hovering over the buttons on her phone. “Nayeli?” “Dare, please,” she said softly, fingers trailing thoughtfully through Oro’s fur, “I want to keep building trust and comfort with each other, and I think these little challenges are good for that.” The Dalmatian nodded, pushing the appropriate button. “Well, this one’s nice and simple for you: dry-hump the first player to your left.” Nayeli looked over at Dane with a quirked brow. “I...have no complaint,” she said slowly, “But that’s essentially the exact same thing we did before. May I choose a different partner?” Dane smiled with an understanding nod. “No complaints here, either. I’d like to see you get snuggly with another player, too.” “Thank you,” she smiled gratefully. Nayeli then chewed her lip thoughtfully for a moment before returning her eyes to Johanna. “I...don’t actually swing this way naturally. But would you be comfortable with it, if I wanted to do this one with you?” “Comfortable,” Johanna confirmed, passing her phone over her shoulder to Sarahi and opening her arms to the Lioness, “And honored. Come here.” Nodding, Nayeli kissed Oro’s cheek, then crawled across him to reach her partner for the dare. Johanna stretched out, putting her feet in Oro’s lap to make room for Nayeli to crawl over her, then tucked her knees up behind the Lioness once she was close enough. One knee nested snug between Nayeli’s thighs, offering itself for her use in the dare. “You don’t swing this way, you say,” the Dalmatian tilted her head as the Lioness braced against the armrest on either side of her head, “How did I earn the privilege, then?” “You’ve been sweet,” Nayeli explained, starting to rock her hips up and down the Dog’s thigh, “And kind to us. Heh...and being a man decidedly attracted to the opposite sex, he naturally prefers two girls to any guy in sight,” she grinned, nodding at the Rabbit over her shoulder. “Naturally,” Johanna nodded, carefully moving Nayeli’s hands one-by-one onto her breasts, sighing as Nayeli’s weight pressed down on them pleasantly, “Gemi might have made a better partner, though. He never had cause to dislike her, even for a minute.” “Shhh,” the Lioness soothed softly, lowering her face closer to the Dalmatian’s, “He never disliked you. Not even for a minute. He gets grumpy when he feels guilty...and he’s hard on himself, so he feels that way a lot. Mmm...that’s the other reason I picked you: you make me think of him a lot. Your family makes it clear they look up to you, though you don’t give yourself enough credit. You reach out to strangers even when they don’t ask, and pretend not to care if they respond.” The Dalmatian tilted her head curiously. Before she could ask the girl riding her thigh to elaborate, Nayeli stopped in her tracks with a surprised look. Both girls looked down their legs, to where Oro’s foot was braced against Nayeli’s upturned rump, halting her. “It’s supposed to be a ‘dry-hump’,” he growled, tapping Johanna’s legs with his heel, “You’re getting wet.” The Lioness giggled in mild embarrassment. “Sorry, dear,” she rocked against his foot, “It happens when I talk about you.” “I don’t mind, if you want to keep going,” Johanna assured her, rocking her own hips to rub her thigh against Nayeli’s dampening crotch. Nayeli tilted her head, and seemed to consider the offer for a long, hard moment. Then she leaned down and softly kissed the Dalmatian’s cheek. “I will, if the opportunity comes again,” she promised, then carefully removed herself from over the other girl, turning to reclaim her seat beside Oro and pull him against her again, like a favorite blanket. Letting her go without argument, Johanna held her hand over her shoulder for her phone, and Sarahi dutifully returned it with a smug grin. “Thank you,” the Dalmatian said as she reclaimed the device, “What’s your pick, brother?” “Hehe...truth, because you like that option,” Dane answered, giving her a wink. “Thank you,” his sister repeated, “Then tell us the one thing that will make you instantly orgasm if it’s done to you.” The Dog’s cheeks turned bright red, and he put a hand over his face. “Well I walked right into that one, I guess.” Johanna just nodded. “It’s okay. They’ve already proven they’re plenty open to the situation, so be honest.” Sarahi quirked a brow, whispering to Gemini, “I take it you guys know the answer already...?” The Doberman giggled, answering softly in her ear, “Of course! He’s [i]always[/i] embarrassed to say it out loud, though, even just to us.” Dane cleared his throat, mustering up his nerve. “Well...I mean, it’s not entirely instant. There needs to be a [i]little[/i] build-up...but these girls are pretty well masters in the art of foreplay,” he confessed, nodding to Johanna and Gemini, “So...ahem...” He covered his eyes, and their guests were polite enough not to giggle or make remark at the trouble he was having...even Oro. “I can demonstrate, if that would be easier,” Johanna suggested evenly. Dane’s cock twitched, oozing eager lubricant from the tip, just at the thought. “No...I don’t think that’s necessary,” he assured her, despite the sudden shine of lust in his eyes. “Yeah...it really only works for her, anyway. So...if Johanna...licks my tail,” he cringed at he said it, “...I will pop within seconds, if not immediately. She’s good, and...there’s this weird sort of...” Kylan giggled, and waved for him to stop. “We get it. It’s okay. Attraction of the taboo, and all that...but really, you just love her and the fact that she’s willing to do it,” he smiled at his own sister, who nodded and smiled in perfect mirror to him. “...Right,” Dane sighed in relief, “That’s it exactly. I always feel a little...giddy...talking about it.” Johanna shrugged. “I wouldn’t have minded demonstrating. Diya?” she prompted for the next player’s choice. “Oo, dare, definitely,” the little Feline grinned, “I’m an ‘action’ kind of girl!” Johanna pushed the button. “Understood. ...Oh, wuff,” she sighed, sounding almost disappointed, “Pick another player. They will do whatever the [i]group[/i] decides [i]to[/i] you while everyone watches. I was [i]not [/i]prepared to do any more serious thinking tonight,” the Dalmatian admitted, rubbing her face tiredly. Gemini giggled, though the look she shot her friend was sympathetic. “I feel you, honey-pot. This low-burn arousal is wearing me out, too.” Smiling at Diya, she prompted, “Do you want to pick, or should we just use the dice? Once we know who’s going, you and Johanna can wait in the kitchen while we think of something fun. That’ll give her a chance to refresh herself with a cup of coffee,” the Doberman winked. Diya nodded, looking a little embarrassed. “Sure, but I was actually thinking of asking [i]you[/i] for this,” she admitted, patting the thighs underneath her tail, “No offense to the big guy, here. Just trying to spread the fun out, and I’ve never had a shot at a matching set before, if you know what I mean.” Gemi laughed, stubby tail wagging fast behind her. “Oh, I know! That’s fine. Go get some caffeine in this girl and we’ll call you back in a bit.” With another nod, Diya hopped down and took Johanna’s hand, walking with her to the kitchen. As soon as they were in the next room, Gemini locked eyes with Kylan. “Okay! It’s the last round of the night, I’m pretty sure. Everyone’s getting a little tired, and I for one am [i]dying[/i] for a release,” she explained, almost in a whine, “I’m guessing you know her better than anyone else here. So what does she like, and how open do you think she’d be to...?” The Doberman made a circular gesture between her own legs. Kylan grinned. “Totally. Boy or girl, she probably wants it as bad as you do right now, and neither of us is picky about...activities,” he winked. “If you were a boy, I’d say stuff her. Since you’re not...do you want to dom, or be sweetly mutual?” “Teehee...I’m a natural dom,” the Doberman admitted, squeezing her own breasts in her hands as her excitement grew, “But I’d like to think I’m a sweet one.” “I can vouch for that,” Dane chuckled. “Mmm...how about this, then?” Kylan suggested... A few minutes later, they called loudly for Diya and Johanna to come back to the couch. The Dalmatian seemed more alert now, carrying a coffee mug indicating how full of coffee it was as an “energy meter”. Diya made an arrow-straight sprint for her brother before anyone could explain what the dare had turned out to be. “Kylan! You’re never going to believe this!” she shouted excitedly, grabbing his hands and whispering quickly in his ear. “You...you’re kidding, right?!” he blinked, looking equal parts ecstatic and dubious. “Nope! Come to the kitchen! Sorry, everyone, we’ll be right back!” she promised, all but dragging her brother into the neighboring room. Oro quirked a brow, looking at Johanna as she sipped her coffee. “What was [i]that[/i] all about?” She pointed at Gemini with her mug before swinging it back to her lips. “Big fans of yours, apparently,” the Dalmatian explained, causing the Doberman to quirk a curious brow. “Big fans of...mine?” she asked, not catching what her friend was referring to. Realization dawned a moment later. “Oh! You mean my—?” “[i]You[/i] make this?!” Kylan blurted out as they returned from the kitchen, holding a bottle labeled with a single large strawberry with a bite taken out of the tip. Sarahi recognized it as the twins’ favorite brand of flavored lubricant. Gemini giggled and nodded. “Guilty. Sorry the stuff’s all over the kitchen counter. I kind of made a lot lately as a...present,” she winked at Dane. “Ha! Not enough, I’ll bet,” Diya laughed, “We can barely keep a supply at our house, we use it so much! We’d order more but...well, no, we can’t afford to order more than we do, but we watch that storefront like hawks for a supply to come in!” The Doberman beamed, proud that her little side-business had gained attention, and at least two genuine fans. “Well I do make it all by hand, so there’s only so much I can put out. But I’ll be sure to set aside a bottle for you from the next batch,” she promised, pointing to the floor in the middle of the circle, “But only if you lie down there, right now!” Diya practically dove between her and Sarahi, flopping into the floor and rolling onto her back like a submissive puppy, “Oh, fuck, yes! Whatever you guys came up with...do it harder!” Gemi grinned, moving into position herself...astride Diya’s head. “You’re the one who’s going to work hard,” she promised, getting down on her knees above the little Feline and raising her legs against the Doberman’s breasts. “I’m going to sit on your face,” she explained, leaning back just enough for her muffin to touch Diya’s nose, “And you’re going to eat me. And every time your tongue stops moving, you’re going to get one of these,” Gemi grinned, folding Diya’s thighs down around her hips, curling the smaller girl’s rump up into the air and smacking it sharply. Diya squealed, her face bucking up into Gemi’s muffin, and clamped her hands on the larger woman’s legs. “Oh, fuck, that traitor told you my weakness!” she laughed, trying to look angry at her brother but failing miserably from her submissive position. “Yep!” Gemi agreed, almost proudly, “Now get to it, muffin-eater!” She smacked the upturned rump again, holding the girl’s legs down as she instinctively kicked, and cooed happily as an eager tongue invaded her love-tunnel several times before reaching higher to hunt out her pearl. Gemini sighed happily as the little tongue went to polishing her pearl with an almost desperate frenzy. She squeezed and massaged the dainty tush under her hands in gratitude...and smacked it sharply when the poor girl paused to breathe. Diya shrieked and wriggled, burying her nose in Gemi’s muffin again. The Doberman patted her rump gently. “Do breathe when you need to. I’m only going to give you [i]one[/i] per pause, so take as long as you need to recover, okay?” She felt a nod between her legs, but Diya was already happily lapping at every inch she could reach again. And Gemini’s general arousal from the whole night was going to make this a tolerably short challenge. Her fingers started moving lower down the body pressed against her tummy, fingers trailing into the wet place between the legs spread under her arms... “[i]Mmmm! [/i] That’s cheating!” Diya moaned. Gemi smacked her tush. “Your tongue’s moving, but not in the right way,” she grinned. Diya responded like she’d declared war, stretching her tongue almost uncomfortably far to press against Gemi’s pleasure-button firmly enough to shift it around under the hood. Gemi gasped, clutching Diya’s legs. “Oh, wuff, that’s good! Ungh...don’t stop!” she begged, spreading her knees a little wider to make herself easier for Diya to reach...though almost dropping her rump too low for the poor girl to breathe. Her eyes clouded over with lust, her breath quickly became labored. As her resistance fell, so did her chin, landing her nose almost right against her captive’s back-door. Far from being off-put, she nuzzled it, taking a soft whiff before her mouth fell open and her tongue reached out to return Diya’s attentions, parting the dripping-wet lips of her sex and sliding straight down to her pearl. Diya squealed once more, her whole body tensing up...and Gemi’s tongue was suddenly bathing in her honey. With a moan, Gemini lapped it up hungrily, leaning forward and almost dropping the poor girl as her own orgasm overtook her, drenching Diya’s muzzle. The girls became a wet, squirmy mess in the floor. Dane and Ares had to look away, struggling to keep their hands out of their laps. Nayeli had closed her eyes, face politely hidden in Oro’s neck as her fingers continued to trail through his fur. Oro was watching like he was being paid or forced to be here while, at the other end of the couch, Johanna idly slid her fingers along the lips of her own sex. Everyone else was openly staring in various stages of arousal and envy. “Oh, wuff, I needed that,” Gemini sighed as the climax passed, giving a last, wet kiss to the muffin in front of her nose. “You and me both,” Diya agreed from between her knees, taking long, deep breaths to cool herself back down. Gemini turned around, and they exchanged honey in a brief, wet kiss before getting up and cleaning up with some paper towels from the kitchen. “While we’re waiting on them,” Ares suggested, “Go ahead and look up my dare. I think you’ve all heard enough about me, and some of us clearly want to see some more action,” he grinned, glancing around at the number of hands either tucked firmly between thighs or being carefully kept [i]away[/i] from between the thighs. “Alright,” Johanna agreed, tapping her phone with her free hand while continuing to slowly stroke herself, though the direction she’d angled her hips now suggested she was doing this as a treat to her boys. “While blindfolded, have your hands guided over the body of whoever the group chooses. Do we actually want to pick, or just use the dice?” she asked the room. Ares shrugged. “I’d be fine with the dice,” he glanced around at the group as Diya and Gemi returned, “There’s only one of you I’d be disappointed to handle, and even that one wouldn’t be [i]very[/i] disappointing.” When no one voiced objection, Johanna nodded and rolled the dice while Sarahi trotted over and handed him the blindfold. Ares stepped into the middle of the circle with a grin and pulled the mask down over his eyes. “Sarahi, since you’re up, would you be the guide for his hands?” Johanna asked. Sarahi giggled. “Sure!” she agreed, and stepped around behind Ares, pressing herself lightly against his back and taking his hands in hers. “We’ll start slow before we go for the fun parts,” she said softly into his ear in a sultry voice. “Hehe...sounds like this is going to be good,” he answered as someone stepped close in front of him. Sarahi instructed whoever it was to turn around, and then lifted Ares’ hands to rest lightly on the shoulders once they’d complied. Starting there, she lead his hands down the arms, transferring them to the hips once he reached the wrists, and traveling back up the sides. “Got a guess, yet?” the Sha'khari asked as she moved his hands onto the shoulder-blades, slowly working their way down the back. “Hmm...lean, muscular...not a [i]lot[/i] of hip...maybe Nayeli?” he grinned, “Nobody’s going to be mad at the comparison, are they?” Sarahi giggled, “No, none of us is that sort, though some guesses would be funnier than others.” She continued to lead his hands down the back, parting them around the tail without letting him touch it, and inverted his hands to cup them against the rump. “Give that a nice squeeze,” she encouraged, and Ares did with a smile. “Nice. Tight,” he remarked, now growing suspicious, but still okay with the worst-case scenario. Heh...in fact, from what he’d seen and heard, he’d be much more okay with it than the other person was. Sarahi brought his hands back up to the shoulders, gripping them loosely and pulling back as she leaned in against his back, pressing him up against his partner’s back. “Hm-hm...this’ll confirm your guess pretty well, I imagine,” she mused behind him, reaching his hands around to cup over the chest...the toned, well-defined, definitely flat chest. “...Figures,” the Doberman chuckled, teasingly pinching the nipples gently, “Should I be glad I have a blindfold on? I can just imagine the looks you’re giving me.” “Probably,” Oro grunted, popping his knuckles without moving the rest of his body, “Go on. It’s nothing personal, just my tastes. I’ll live.” “Yeah...sorry, buddy,” Ares chuckled, patting that firm chest before Sarahi moved his hands further down onto the stomach. “Wow, bud...you hide it well, but you are [i]packed[/i] under there,” he gently probed the belly with his fingers. Oro wasn’t the type whose stomach muscles showed on the surface, so long as he was eating and hydrating properly...but Ares’ fingers were finding a dense web that would definitely have been a six-pack, maybe even [i]eight[/i], if they appeared on the skin. Behind him, Sarahi giggled. “Just wait until you feel his legs,” she mused, “He may look small, but honey-bunny can toss [i]me[/i] around like a body-pillow...and not just in bed.” Ares chuckled, and she moved his hands even lower, sweeping in from the sides... “Uh...wow, when you say it’s ‘just your tastes’...those tastes are strong, huh?” [i]All[/i] of the males, including Oro, had been fully hard and erect after Diya and Gemi’s little show. The shaft in Ares’ fingers now was soft almost to the point of being limp again. “I detest liars,” the Rabbit growled, “When I say I’m not fond of dicks, I mean it. When I say I’m not interested, I mean it.” “Mmm...and yet I remember being told in no uncertain terms that nobody would find [i]this[/i] attractive,” Sarahi mused, pulling Ares’ hand around to pat her bestial half, “And then later that I shouldn’t believe all the BS you spout, and that it was plenty pretty. So which is it?” the Sha'khari grinned, moving Ares’ hands on down to the Rabbit’s thighs. Ares had to get down on his knees to avoid bending over, and causing Oro to bend over. Sarahi took advantage of his reduction in height to move even closer, pushing her own front to Oro’s back and sandwiching the poor Dog’s head between her lower chest and Oro’s rump. “Fuck you,” Oro hissed softly, [i]not[/i] appreciating being put on the spot like this in front of an audience, but habitually refusing to back down from a challenge, once issued, “I’m neither here nor there on your bits, and you know it. They’re not [i]ugly[/i], whether or not they’re enticing. It’s [i]you[/i] I appreciate, [i]you[/i] I find attractive, [i]you[/i] that turns me on. You and Nayeli have that in common. Fucking dick and four legs be damned.” Sarahi surprised him...surprised them all, a little, by rearing up on her hind legs then and hunching her upper body. Her arms wrapped around his neck, draping down his chest, while her front legs likewise wrapped his arms and belly. Oro staggered forward a step before he could brace against her weight, and shot a quizzical look over his shoulder. But the Sha'khari was smiling, if just a little sadly. “Hey there,” she said softly, craning her neck down to kiss the top of his head, “Nice of you to drop by. This may not be a good time, though. We’re hanging out with friends.” Oro rolled his eyes, then closed them with a sigh. “Don’t invite me out, then. Fucking tease.” “...So, are we done, or do you two need another minute?” came a voice from around Oro’s butt. Ares’ cheek was pressed against it pretty snug on one side, with Sarahi’s second chest firm against the other, and he was leaning awkwardly to one side, pinched in their embrace. “Oh! Oh, I’m so sorry,” Sarahi said sincerely, pushing back off Oro’s shoulders and giving the poor Dog room to breathe and un-crick his neck, “I...sorry. I got carried away there. Yeah, we’re done.” Ares just chuckled, rubbing his neck and taking off the blindfold. “I gotta say...I’m downright impressed by how well [i]you[/i] take that,” he told Sarahi, “And downright disappointed at how [i]you[/i] talk to her,” he added less happily to Oro, “Definitely a special relationship you two have...” “Did I ask what you fu—,” Oro started to growl, but Sarahi interrupted him with a kiss and a shove, practically walking him backwards until he fell against Nayeli, then pinned him between them briefly. Johanna tucked her legs up to make room for them, quirking a brow. “When he said he’s not nice to you...” Nayeli nodded as Sarahi stepped away, still smiling, and left him in her care. “That’s our heart-throb, I’m afraid. You might not believe us, but he makes it worth it.” The Dalmatian just shrugged. Whether she believed them or not was irrelevant, and she wasn’t about to ask for evidence beyond their clear and abundant affection for him. “Tuli?” “Dares were always my favorite part of this game,” the older Lioness smiled. “Not surprising,” Johanna nodded, pressing the button, “Blindfold yourself. The group gets to choose a player to make out with you for one minute. If you can’t guess who it is, they get to make out with you for another minute.” “Oo! Can I guess wrong on purpose?” Tuli giggled, accepting the blindfold from Ares. “I don’t see any reason you couldn’t,” Johanna nodded, shaking the dice in her phone. Beaming happily, Tuli pulled the blindfold down over her eyes and stood up, opening her arms in invitation to whoever her partner would be. He stepped up to her a moment later, and she let him find her lips rather than searching for his, greeting him with a welcoming embrace and a soft hum of pleasure. It was definitely a “he”. She could feel his erection bouncing against her groin, and teasingly rubbed her body against it. She could feel his chest pressing against her breasts, and welcomed the way he squeezed against them. Their tongues tangled in a sort of handshake, running along each other’s teeth and peeking out to lick each other’s lips in brief spurts. When they were breathless, they kissed each other’s cheeks instead. Tuli’s hands rested on his hips, and his on the back of her shoulders, but both let them drift down lower until they were openly fondling each other’s rumps. Tuli giggled when the timer went off. “My goodness, how feverish! If this is how you kiss [i]me[/i], I kind of envy your friends...Gemini,” she chuckled, leaning back into him again. “Nah,” Dane chuckled, pecking her lips teasingly, “We envy whoever [i]Johanna[/i] kisses. Mine’s nothing.” She moved the hand on his tush to the back of his head, pulling him against her and kissing with a lip-grinding intensity. Sarahi looked slack-jawed. “Wow...I’ve been underestimating her,” she confessed in a whisper to Gemini. The Doberman giggled quietly. “Usually a more tender kisser?” “Way,” the Sha'khari nodded, “Soft, sweet...I mean, no complaints. I enjoy it. But...wow.” “Given her job,” Johanna remarked, apparently having overheard at least part of what they were saying, “She probably learned to shift gears pretty well, to match the client’s taste. Maybe she’s cutting loose tonight.” “Mmm...opposite, actually,” Tuli said from the corner of her mouth, never breaking her contact with Dane. She waited for the timer to beep before elaborating. “Ah,” she sighed, pulling him close and resting her chin on his shoulder as they finally brought the kiss to a close and caught their breath, “I’m having fun, and doing my best to make it fun for anyone watching, whether it’s my own preference or not. I’m working. Home is where I relax and do things my own way, no compromise.” Pulling her head back, she gave Dane a bright smile, and an extra kiss on the cheek. “I hope that won’t disappoint you. I [i]always [/i]enjoyed my work...well, except that [i]one[/i] guy, maybe...but the point is playing like this is how I have fun.” “Well if it’s not, you’re a fantastic actress,” the Dalmatian grinned, tail wagging behind him. “Kylan,” Johanna called on the next player...and the last one for the round, “What do you want to do?” The little Feline grinned sheepishly. “Well, since I’m the last turn...and I kind of think there won’t be another round after this, as we [i]all[/i] probably want some serious time with our own lovers...I’d like to finish with a bang. Dare me.” “Too true,” the Dalmatian sighed, eying Dane as Tuli finally let him out of her arms. She quirked a brow at the prompt presented on her phone, though. “Well...this’ll definitely be a bang to finish on. Another new kind: Partner Dare. Pick a partner [i]and[/i] another couple for a blowjob race. Whichever girl makes her guy come first gets to choose which guy will eat her out. The other guy has to eat the losing girl’s tail-hole.” She was still reading off the rewards when Kylan’s face lit up in excitement, mirrored almost exactly by his sister. The pair looked at each other, and cheered in unison, “Sibling Cross!!” “Oo, brother,” Diya grinned apologetically as everyone gave them perplexed looks, “I think I know who you want, but...” she patted the bare thighs underneath her, “He’s been a [i]very[/i] good chair, and I’d like to reward him.” Her brother giggled. “I am A-Okay with that. Ares and Gemini,” he declared firmly...setting the female Doberman’s tail to wagging like a drum. “Sorry about the excitement,” Diya explained as she hopped out of Ares’ lap, “We’ve talked a lot about how fun it would be to do it with another pair of siblings, but the same way people talk about how fun it would be to win the lottery. We never imagined we’d meet another pair like us that was willing to give it a try!” “Whoo-hoo!” Gemini cheered for them, “Jackpot!” Johanna nudged Oro’s leg, nodding for him and Nayeli to make space as she also got up, giving the couch to the two pairs of siblings for the final dare. Johanna moved around Sarahi to Gemini’s former seat, finishing off the last of her coffee as she went, and Oro moved to what had been Diya’s chair. Nayeli was about to sit in Ares’s chair, on his other side, when Oro caught her hips and dragged her into his lap. “We’re taking their place, we’re taking their position, too,” the Rabbit insisted, hooking his arm around her for her to use as a backrest. Nayeli just grinned and curled up against him. The boys sat on opposite ends of the couch, leaned back and already rock-hard as the girls knelt between them. “Mmm, it looks so smooth and delicious,” Gemini grinned, licking her lips as she gazed openly at Kylan’s dick. Beside her, Diya seemed to be thinking hard about how much of the sizable Ares she was going to be able to fit, and at what angle. In the end, she opted to start by licking him like ice-cream, working all around the head and under the rim, while Gemini gently swallowed every last bit of Kylan with room to spare, letting her tongue slide between her lips to lap at his sac. Pulling back a little, she ran her tongue under the lip of skin around the head, sliding it down and back until she could suck the tip, and then teased the little slit there as well. Diya gave Ares a coy look as she opened her mouth wide, carefully feeding his thick rod into the back of her throat...and a little beyond that. It was a hot, fierce, shameless competition. “Need some help?” Johanna asked Sarahi casually, having noticed the Sha'khari had laid her back half tummy-down on the ground and was very discreetly rocking her haunches back and forth. Reaching down from her chair, she patted the leonine shoulders...with fingertips still damp from being inside herself. “I don’t mind.” Sarahi shook her head, but smiled in thanks, despite the deep blush on her cheeks and lusty shine in her eyes. “I shouldn’t make a big mess of your carpet. Besides, I still have to give Oro his gift when we get home,” she winked with a sly smile. “Oh? Lucky guy,” Johanna shrugged, taking her hands back to herself. Sometime as the girls were licking and sucking them, Kylan and Ares had found each other’s hand. The large Doberman’s grip became crushingly tight for a second, to the point that Kylan was becoming concerned he might [i]actually[/i] get hurt, before Ares tossed his head back against the couch and let loose a deep, reverberating howl that forced several of their company to cover their ears. Kylan fell out of Gemi’s slack-jawed mouth. “You’re kidding!” she laughed, “Already?” Then she giggled at the sight of Diya struggling to swallow all the milk pouring out of the hose in her mouth. She didn’t quite manage, and Gemini had to dive in briefly to help prevent a mess spilling onto the couch...not that it would have actually bothered her. “Fuck!” Oro hissed, massaging his eardrums, “Don’t you guys have a kid or something? How in Hell did that not wake it up?” Dane chuckled, shrugging his shoulder. “We can only guess the little guy got used to it while he was still in mommy’s tummy. He’s been able to sleep through it ever since he could sleep through the night.” “Ah...wuff...I’ve been...on the verge...for a while...already,” Ares chuckled, rubbing the hair of the little Feline smiling triumphantly between his knees, “Kinda cheated...having her...in my lap.” Kylan, panting but unsatisfied beside him, nodded. “Sorry...Gemi,” he said softly with a grin, confessing, “Kinda...need my...tail...stimulated...too. Handicapped,” he explained breathlessly. The female Doberman pushed him back as he started to sit up, though, grinning seductively as she ran her tongue up the underside of his dick again. “Just because I lost,” she cooed, sliding a hand under and behind his balls, “Doesn’t mean I’m done.” Continuing to suck gently, and now with the addition of two fingers teasing his tail-hole, Kylan whimpered, tipped his head back, and groaned as he released in the Doberman’s mouth. Her brother leaned over to wrap his muzzle around the Feline’s, thrusting his tongue down into Kylan’s throat and causing Kylan to spasm and squeal with delight between the two of them. “Now,” Gemini gave a sly, sideways look at the girl to her right, “I think I can guess the answer, but who do you want?” “Well I’ve already had you, and brother plenty of times,” Diya smiled, running her tongue along her lip and whiskers as she gazed lustily at Ares’ mouth as it crushed her brother’s, “So I’m making a complete set. Get down here, you,” she patted Ares’ thigh, and he parted from Kylan without the least surprise, sliding into the floor on his knees. Gemi giggled as the smaller girl climbed over her brother’s head, depositing herself on the couch with her legs already spread around his head. “That’s what I thought. Mmm...and you,” she beamed at the little male in front of her, lifting him under his arms and turning him to sit with his back against the armrest, “Since you’re fans of my brand, I’m going to guess you’re already okay with this. I’m cinnamon-roll today, by the way,” she winked, turning her back to him as she also climbed onto the couch, between the Feline siblings. “Very,” he sighed as she bent forward on all fours, rocking her rump back toward his face, “Diya started eating mine pretty regularly our last year of high-school. Heh...be kinda rude of me not to return the favor.” Laying his small hands on either side of her well-rounded rump, the little male shamelessly pushed his face under her tail, finding her back-door with his tongue and appreciating the scented lotion she’d taken time to flavor herself with. Diya moaned into Gemi’s mouth as the Doberman claimed her for another kiss and Ares reached the full length of his tongue into her love-tunnel, swirling it around and coating every wall in saliva and honey before dragging it back out and up over her pearl. “Oh my,” Tuli whispered to herself on the other side of the circle, one hand lightly massaging her breast and the other cupped protectively over the heat radiating from her muffin, “They’re certainly enjoying themselves...” “Hm-hm...should I eat Sarahi out like that when we get home?” Nayeli whispered to her husband, nudging her hip against his dick to prove she’d noticed even he seemed to be finding this show arousing, “And let you watch?” “I’m going to hammer you like a fucking nail in the headboard when we get back to our room,” he growled in response, “Do what you want after that, if you can still move.” With blush glowing on her cheeks, she leaned up to whisper softly directly into his ear, “...Okay.” Diya screamed into Gemi’s mouth, legs clenching tight around Ares’ head and her whole body bucking as the climax overtook her. “Oh!...Augh!...Fuck,” she panted, breaking the kiss in her desperation for air. Gemini, still hovering on the cusp of her own orgasm, was so distracted she left her tongue lolling out and embarrassingly let a thin trail of drool fall onto Diya’s breast before she could recover herself. “Oh...I’m sorry,” the Doberman panted desperately, bending her head down to clean up the mess she’d made with her tongue brushing around the smaller girl’s nipple. “Eep! Stop! I can’t take anymore!” Diya begged, though the hand she clamped on the back of Gemi’s head told a different story, mashing the girl’s face into her breast fiercely. With a happy whimper of her own, Gemini’s honey dribbled down to make a mess under Kylan’s chin and on his chest and neck. When she was done trembling, the girl weakly crawled forward to lay across Diya, pillowing her head on the far armrest while she struggled to get her breath back under control. “Hehe...let me...get that...for you,” Ares panted, climbing up beside his sister and facing the other way to gently lap her love-juice off the smaller male’s body. Both of them were clearly becoming freshly aroused, and Kylan kissed the top of Ares’ head as the Doberman moved up under his neck, idly rubbing his ears thankfully... “Ares,” Johanna’s tired voice cut through the growing fog of lusty euphoria, “It’s getting late. We should let them go home. I need you to put me to bed.” She didn’t sound angry, or even impatient. She just seemed to be at the limit of her endurance, even with the help of coffee, and on the verge of passing out in her chair. Ares chuckled as he backed down from the couch, patting Kylan’s tummy in parting. Then the big Dog scooped his girlfriend out of her chair in his arms. “I guess that’s it for us, then,” he nodded to the rest of the room, “Thank you all for coming. It was fun. Good night.” “Be warm in the Deep White,” Johanna sleepily yawned the customary holiday phrase that was both greeting and farewell, and curled up against her boyfriend’s broad chest as he turned toward the stairs. Gemini sighed happily on the armrest, seeming content at last with the release she’d been given. “Poor girl. She worked hard to keep going,” the Doberman mused, well familiar with her bestie’s usual limits. She gave a warm smile to her husband, still regrettably hard and red-cheeked in his chair. “You good, honey-bear? We ought to see them off.” Dane chuckled. “I’m fine. Good for another couple of hours, at least,” he assured her, reaching behind his chair for his pants. They all spent the next few minutes getting dressed, [i]nobody[/i] wanting to go out into the cold night in anything less than the layers they’d come with. The Dogs met each one at the door to say their goodbyes. “Teehee...next time, let’s mix both families,” Gemini suggested to Sarahi as the Sha'khari approached, “I’d [i]love[/i] to see you and Nayeli make out. Or even Oro. And I definitely want to taste it,” she winked. Sarahi blushed, but Oro snorted before she could make any kind of reply, scooting passed her out the door. “Big presumption there, isn’t it? ‘Next time’,” he scoffed, clearly having no intention of ever setting foot in this house again if he could help it, and especially not for something like this. Frowning briefly at his back, Sarahi turned a smile back to Gemi and whispered, “Put me down for ‘next time’.” “...Me, too,” Nayeli nodded, behind her, despite the blush in her cheeks, “We’ll drag him, if we have to.” They both handed out hugs to the pair and followed their husband dutifully out into the snow. “Oo, this was fun!” Tuli smiled, squeezing them both at once, “Come over to our place anytime, too! I’ll make dinner,” she promised with a kiss to each of their cheeks. “Ha! And my favorite little partner,” Gemini giggled, kneeling down to crush Diya in a hug, “Come over [i]any[/i] time you want a sibling-swap! We’ll make the boys 69 next time,” she winked. Diya grinned, “Oo...I might prefer doggy-style. I want to see Kylan take that—” “Diya!” Kylan rocked his shoulder against hers, “If you keep going, we really [i]will[/i] be spending the night!” Gemini winked at them both, gave them kisses on the head, and they hugged both her and Dane before trundling out into the snow.