1 comments/ 62126 views/ 7 favorites The Scavenger Hunt By: Amyscute2000 My name is Amy and this story happened about a month ago to me and my friends. I am a senior at a college in the northeast. Our school has a large Greek system and me and my friends are in a sorority, which, if I can say so myself, is one of the better ones on campus. Every year the seniors in our sorority compete in a scavenger hunt against another fraternity who we have a lot of parties with. The list of items on the scavenger is made up by the newly admitted freshman and sophomore pledges. I remember how much fun it was to make the list when I was a freshman and was kinda looking forward to finally being able to participate in it. There are usually a lot of hard or impossible things to get on the list and in years past our team has just skipped some of the more ridiculous items. The scavenger hunt was to start at 8:00 and me and the rest of the seniors met in the living room of my friend’s apartment where the list of items was to be delivered by our freshman. When 8:00 came and Elisa, one of our new sisters came in, we all were kind of nervous. She handed us the list and said that she had just come from the fraternity and given the guys their list and they said they were sure they were bragging that they were going to win. Me and my friend Rachel, who was kind of wild, agreed that we go all out and try to get the stuff on the list that nobody else could or would get. Our president Sandy read the list out loud to the rest of us and we quickly divided up the list into teams. We had until 1:00 AM to finish. Most of the stuff on the list was not too hard to get and was worth 50 to 100 points, like a varsity football jersey, a menu from the local diner, a jock strap, etc. Other things were harder to get and were worth about 100 to 200 points like a school flag, a composite from the football fraternity (a composite is a huge fraternity photo with each brother in the house), a BMW, etc. Then there were items that were downright silly and embarrassing things to get. Because of the way the points were assigned to each item, if we got all of the embarrassing things we were almost guaranteed victory. We knew that the guys had to get the same stuff, or items equivalent to what we had to get, and no girls would help them with what they had to get. Sandy divided us into 4 groups and divided up the list. For some reason me, Rachel, and Kristen agreed to at least try to get the embarrassing stuff. Our list included 5 things. First was a traffic light, which would be impossible to get and kinda stupid (500 points). Second was a naked picture of any three players on the men’s soccer team for (500 points). Third was an Ass-Autograph of each of the 8 fraternity presidents on campus (2000 points). Apparently this meant that we had to try to get each president of one of the Fraternities to sign at least one of our butts. The fourth item was a picture of one of our sisters naked in the library (2000 points). Finally we had to get a picture of two sisters naked in the shower of the fraternity across the street with at least 3 brothers (3000) points. Me, Rachel and Kristen immediately realized it would be impossible for the guys to get the counterparts of everything on our list. We thought they may be able to get the traffic light and a picture of one of them naked in the library, but there was no way they could get a picture of three female soccer players, butt autographs from the sorority presidents, and a naked picture in the shower with three girls from any sorority. The 4 groups split up and me Rachel and Kristen went over and thought about our list. Sandy told us that we could win if we did at least one or two of the items, because she was pretty sure the other teams could get the rest. We immediately eliminated the traffic light as something we knew we couldn’t get, unless we saw it in some frat house along the way. First we went to the store and bought Polaroid film. Our sister Katie had given us a Polaroid camera for us to use which would save us at least an hour in developing time, not to mention the embarrassment from having to develop whatever we got at the Wegman’s 1 hour photo booth. We decided to try for item #2 first. We thought it would be easy to get 3 guy soccer players to take a naked picture for us. Most of the guys on the team were in the same fraternity and were crazy anyway and were often streaking campus or ripping each other’s shirts off at parties. We went to a fraternity’s house which we new had a bunch of soccer players and walked in. We knew a guy named Chris who was on the team and we went up to his room. He was drinking beer and playing Playstation with a two other guys who were all on the team. Thank god! I thought. We pulled him out of the room and asked him if he could help us. When Rachel told him what we needed, he gave us a huge smirk and said, “Alright, we’ll do it for you, but what’s in it for us?” Me, Rachel and Kristen looked at each other and I said, “I don’t know, we were kind of hoping you guys would just be willing to help us out.” Chris said, “I’ll tell you what, since one of you has to take the picture, whoever takes it has to be naked too. Deal?” Rachel, who had hooked up Chris a few times last semester said “OK, sure, I’ll take it.” Me and Kristen looked at each other in shock, and saw a big smile creep across Chris’s face. We walked back into the room and I handed Rachel the camera as she started to take her boots off. Chris filled the guys in on what was going on and they said they were cool with in and started to strip as well. Rachel got down to her bra and panties and waited for the guys to catch up. When the three of them were down to their boxers, Rachel said, “OK, ready, on the count of Three, 1, 2, 3!” Each of the guys dropped their boxers around their ankles. I looked immediately at Chris who was by far the cutest of the three. I had seen guys in their house streak before and stuff but was never this close up. I looked right at Chris’s penis, which was about half way hard. He looked right back at me and Kristen and said, “You ladies see something you like?” The other guys and Rachel laughed. Rachel then unhooked her bra and uncovered her breasts. Before the guys could say anything she bent down and dropped her panties to the ground and said “OK, say cheese.” Me and Kristen watched as the guys moved toward each other, with their eyes glued to Rachel’s large chest, and posed for the picture. Rachel took two pictures and put her panties back on and stood there topless while we waited for the pictures to develop. Chris and the guys stayed naked and kept looking over at us. When the pictures were finished changing and we could tell they came out ok, I looked at Chris’s dick, which was now almost fully hard, and finally said, “Well guys, we would love to say and hang with you guys, but we have lots more to do.” Rachel asked Chris which way the president’s room was and we headed for it. It turned out the president was a guy Marc I knew from one of my government classes (Yes I am a government major). Since I was the only one that really knew him I explained to him that we needed him to sign one of our butts. Luckily he was alone in the president’s suite and was very cool about it. He said that he would only sign mine, and gave me a wicked smile. I had always thought he was very cute, mysteriously quiet, but cute. Rachel looked at me and said, “Well I guess its your turn.” I agreed to do it and began to undo my belt and the buttons on my jeans. Marc left to go and get a pen and when he came back over with a blue ballpoint, it occurred to me that he would probably have to touch me with his hands in order to write with it. I said, “Don’t you have a magic marker or something?” He laughed and said that he was sorry but the ballpoint was all he had. I figured fuck it, this is probably going to make is day, or his month, and I pulled down the back of my jeans and panties and turned my back on Marc. When he saw my ass and in a nervous way he said, “Wow Amy, are you sure you want me to do this?” I said yes and bent over one of his chairs so that he could have a more horizontal surface to write on. He took his left hand and put it firmly on my left butt cheek. I don’t know why but at that moment the feeling of his hand on my ass really started to turn me on. I couldn’t believe that this guy who I saw in class every week for about a year has his hand on my bare ass and was signing his name. When he finished he let his hand slide over onto the crack of my ass and moved it up until he reached the small of my back. Kristen said, “Alright, I think that’s good enough.” I laughed and said it was ok and I stood up and turned around. Marc caught a quick look at the top of my pubic hair and I looked him in the eye as I said thanks. He looked up at me and smiled and said “Anytime ladies.” We then headed over to the frat house next door, which was kind of a drug house and asked for the president’s room. The guy we asked smiled and led us upstairs to a room where the president was hanging out. He was smoking pot with some guys and they were drinking. We told him what we needed and he said that he would do it if we smoked and drank a beer with them first. Since none of us were adverse to weed, we sat down and smoked and drank with them for about 15 minutes and then told them we had to get going. I looked at Kristen and said, “Its your turn now!” She giggled because she knew it was as she pulled the full length skirt she was wearing up around her waist. Once it was around her waist everybody realized she was wearing a thong. The president took a pen and signed his name on Kristen’s left butt cheek. After that we made our way from house to house and got the presidents of each of them to sign our asses. I had agreed to take the picture in the library and me and Rachel said we would get the one with in the shower in the house across the street, so Kristen agreed to get the rest of the ass signatures. When she had all but one, the guy’s signatures took up her entire ass and it looked really funny! We went to the library and went up into the upper floors where we figured nobody would be around. Each floor had about 8 to 10 desks along the sides of the rows of books where people usually studied. We found a floor with just one guy studying on at a desk that was at the end of the floor. We went a few rows away from him and I quickly took my clothes off. I asked Rachel and Kristen if they thought I could pose anyway I wanted and Rachel said “Sure I guess so, the list just said a picture of a sister naked in the Library. As long as you’re naked I guess anything is ok.” So I stood between the stacks of books and covered my chest with my hands and crossed on leg in front of the other and stood at a slight angle so that my pubic hair wouldn’t be visible in the picture. Rachel took a picture of me but the flash didn’t go off. The guy that was studying must have heard us talking and suspected we were up to something. He had walked over from where he was studying and walked up right behind me smiling and said “What are you guys doing?” We all jumped and immediately started giggling but realized we had to keep quite in order not to attract any more attention. I kept my hands over my breasts but immediately realized that he was looking right down at my ass and pussy! I told him we had to get the picture for a scavenger hunt and he chuckled, but he didn’t take his eyes off of my body. He backed away and Rachel took another picture and the second time luckily the flash worked. The guy walked back over and blushed and asked if I could take a picture with him. Looking at him I realized that he looked like a nerdy freshman type who probably still a virgin. I don’t know why but I agreed. I introduced myself and told Rachel to take one more of me with him. I dropped my hands to my sides and stood facing Rachel and told the guy he could stand next to me and put his arm around my waist. As it did so, I could feel his hand trembling. Rachel took the picture and the guy said thanks. I noticed he had a large bulge in his pants! I smiled and him and said “Don’t mention it” Rachel handed him the photo and I quickly threw my clothes back on. We left the library cracking up, knowing that I had just made that guys whole year! The only thing we had left on our list was an ass signature from the president of the frat house across the street and the picture of me and Rachel in their shower. We went over to their house and asked the first guy we saw where the president was. I guess one of the other houses called them and told them we might show up because he gave us a huge smile and said “Right this way ladies.” He led us up two flights of stairs to a huge room where about 5 guys were hanging out watching some basketball game and drinking. Kristen asked which one the president was and really tall big guy stood up. He said “Hey guys, I’m the president, my name is Mark, what’s up?” From the smile on his face we knew that he knew what we were there for. Kristen turned bright red and told him that she needed for him to sign her ass and that we also needed three of them to take a quick picture taking a shower with them. They all started cracking up laughing. I guess they knew about the autograph thing but I think the shower picture took them by surprise. Mark looked at me and Rachel and said “Sure, I’ll sign, but only if I can be one of the guys in the shower too!” Kristen laughed and quickly said fine and pulled her skirt down. When the guys saw her thong and signatures all over her ass they burst out laughing again. We knew it was kinda funny so we all laughed too. Mark grabbed a magic marker and signed her ass in one of the few remained empty spaces, right along where the thong went into her butt. As he was signing he said “I have to move this over a little ok?” Kristen giggled ok, and shot us a nervous look. Mark took his hand and put it under the top of the thong and slowly slid it down the back of her butt taking the thong out. With his other hand he continued his signature which ended right in Kristen's’ butt crack. He then said “That wasn’t so bad now was it?” We all laughed again. I looked at my watch to see how much time we had left, and realized that I was getting nervous about the shower picture. We had over an hour before we had to get back to the house to tally up the points. Rachel then said “Ok guys, fun is fun ok, can we get the shower thing over with so we can get out of here and be on our way?” Mark said “Sure, besides me which two guys do you ladies want in the picture?” Although Mark was extremely big and cute, me and Rachel had been quietly staring at a really hot blonde guy that had been sitting on the couch. I had recognized him from a few parties we went to at their house and I think he was on the hockey team. I pointed at him and Rachel said ok and picked another guy who was also kinda cute, and very muscular looking with dark hair. Mark told us to follow him and we all walked out of the room and followed him down the hall. We could hear lots of activity and music coming from the various rooms we walked passed and I hoped that nobody else would come along and ask to watch and turn it into a big scene. Mark led us to the floor bathroom. I suddenly realized that in order for the five of us to fit into a single shower for the picture we would have to be tightly pressed up against each other. We got to the bathroom and walked in. To my relief they had a huge community type shower like the kind in a locker room which was connected to the bathroom. The shower room was about 10 feet by 10 feet and had three showerheads on each wall. That must have been the reason the scavenger hunt list specified this house for the shower picture. Mark said “Alright ladies, here we are! Might as well get undressed.” He smiled and started to take off his shoes and undo his jeans. I looked at Rachel and she shrugged and said “Here goes nothing, lets just get it over with.” One of the other guys from Mark’s room walked across the bathroom and into the shower and turned on 2 of the spouts facing each other. The other guy closed the door that led to the hallway and blocked it so that nobody else could come in. Mark saw the look of worry that spread across our faces and said “Don’t worry ladies. We are not animals or creeps. We wont hurt you or even touch you in any way if you don’t want us to.” He added “Relax. Whatever you guys want is cool. John is just making sure nobody else comes in and sees you guys in here.” We relaxed and realized that as the president of the fraternity, sexual assault and rape were probably things that he was concerned with all the time and that our sorority knew that we were here and they wouldn’t do anything to hurt us. Mark then looked at the other two guys and said sternly, “Nobody touches them, not even on their shoulders, without asking first, got it!” The other two guys nodded and we relaxed a little bit. We all started to undress. Rachel and I took off all of our clothes except for our panties and looked at the guys. The guys were down to their boxers. The blond guy looked over at me and smiled when he saw my body. The three of them looked at Rachel and me and then each other and smiled and pulled their boxers off. I looked at the three of them and turned bright red. I really don’t embarrass easily but the sight of those three guys standing naked, their dicks hanging for us to see, looked so good! I looked at Rachel and said “I can’t believe we’re doing this!” She smiled and said “I know, me too.” I reached down and yanked my panties down to my ankles and stepped out of them. Rachel did the same. The guy behind me at the door, who had seen me bend over said “Very nice!” I blushed even more. I am not sure if it was the beer and weed we smoked earlier at the other frat house, but I suddenly realized just how excited I was getting. Kristen took the camera and me and Rachel walked into the shower. I went under the water, which was nice and hot and grabbed a bar of soap. I looked out of the shower room back at the three guys who were standing in the doorway. Mark and the other two were just standing there with their mouths open with looks of shock on their faces. Obviously they couldn’t believe we were doing it either! Rachel said “Come on in guys, the water’s fine, lets get this done with.” They walked into the shower awkwardly and the blond guy asked where they should stand. I grabbed him by the arm and said “Come over here and stand next to me.” They all walked over and we stood boy-girl-boy-girl-boy under the two shower spouts. Kristen stood in the doorway to the shower and said “Say Cheese!” We turned toward her and smiled and she took a few pictures of us and handed them back to the guys in the bathroom to hold while they developed. Kristen said we might as well wait until the pictures finished developing to make sure they came out ok. While standing there waiting I looked down noticed that Mark and the two other guys had gotten rock hard erections! I looked into the blonde guy’s arm and then down at his dick. I smiled and said “I’m Amy by the way.” He smiled and said that his name was “Adam.” He looked so hot and sexy standing there. Before I knew what I was doing I reached down and put my hand around his dick and shook it like a handshake and said, “Nice to meet you.”. He let out a soft moan and the other guys and Rachel looked over at me and saw where my hand was. Adam asked me if he could rub my ass. I handed him the soap and said “Go ahead” He took the bar of soap and began rubbing my ass with the soap and then his eventually his hand. The feeling of his hand rubbing up and down my now soapy ass felt awesome. I closed my eyes and started to jerk Adam off. I heard the camera click and opened my eyes to see that Kristen had taken a picture of me jerkin him off. I couldn’t believe what I was doing! The Scavenger Hunt Ken shut the water off to the large soapstone sink as he finished cleaning the paintbrushes. He had been in the basement all afternoon, finishing up some woodwork and painting and was looking forward to nothing more than a nice hot shower and a nap to energize him for the evening's activities. As he squeezed the excess water from the bristles and wrapped them in paper towels to dry, he heard a set of familiar footsteps coming down the stairs. He pretended not to notice as he hung the brush up to dry and finished cleaning up. Shay turned the corner at the bottom of the stairs and found Ken at the sink with his back turned to her. He had been playing around down here all day, and she decided it was her time. She stepped up behind Ken and wrapped her arms around him, placing her cheek on his back between his shoulder blades. "Are you sure you wanna do that, Shay Lyn?" Ken asked without turning around. "I'm kinda sweaty and I smell like the cellar." "I like you sweaty" Shay answered with that all too familiar sass in her voice. "And besides, we haven't christened the basement yet." Ken finally turned to face her, trying to fight the ear to ear grin that had spread across his face, but failing miserably. "Baby" he explained to her, "as wonderful as that sounds, I really need a shower and a nap. Was hoping maybe Shay Shay could come out and play tonight. I can think of some much more satisfying ways to get sweaty." Shay leaned in to Ken and pecked him on the lips, pulling away to giggle at the streak of white paint that was smeared across his forehead. "We'll see, Kenny" Shay whispered. "I'm not sure what I want to do yet, tonight, but I'll let you know." Ken raised an eyebrow at her as she turned and walked back up the basement stairs. He knew her well, and knew that she was up to something, but couldn't put his finger on it. He pulled on the chain light and headed for the stairs, shutting off the main switch as he stepped through the door into the kitchen. There was a vanilla candle burning on the counter, and Ken inhaled slowly and deeply, greatly preferring this scent to the musky aroma of the basement that had invaded his senses all day. He grabbed a bottle of beer out of the fridge and leaned back against the counter, twisting the top off and tossing it into the trash. He lifted the bottle to his lips, feeling the ice cold liquid wash down his throat. As he stood there enjoying his well deserved beer, he heard the unmistakable sounds of Shay's "belly rubbin" music coming from upstairs. The beer was all but forgotten as Ken headed over to the stairs and began to make his way towards her. He slipped into the office and found her there, her back to him, singing along quietly to the Luther Vandross that was piping through the speakers. A slow smile worked across his face as he made his way towards her, leaning in to kiss her on the side of the neck. "Didn't you say something about a shower?" Shay asked without looking up from her work. "Well, I was hoping maybe that I could have some company in there" Ken replied between soft neck kisses. Shay shrugged him off with a giggle. "Kenneth, you're distracting me and you're gonna get me fired if I don't get this work done. Go take your shower and let me finish this." Ken let out a quick frustrated sigh as he left the office and headed towards the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Stepping into the shower, he felt the day's worth of built up muscle aches begin to melt away as the hot water began to pour over his shoulders and down his body. He reached over and grabbed the bottle of shower gel, squeezing a large amount into his hand and massaging it into his chest, noticing how it lathered up into his hair. As he continued to wash himself, his thoughts began to wander towards the night before. The look on her face and squeezing of her pussy walls around him as they both came together was as clear in his mind as if it was happening now, and by the time he had moved down to his cock, he found it rock hard waiting for him. His hand started to slide up and down his shaft, well lubricated by the soap. As his hand moved down to his balls, he felt that familiar rumbling and knew that he was close already. Reluctantly, he pulled his hand away and began to rinse off, wanting to save that release for her Ken shut off the water and stepped out of the shower onto the large bath mat. Reaching over for his towel, he began to dry himself, noticing that his hardness had not subsided in the least. Wrapping the towel around his waist and tucking it into itself, Ken made his way out of the bathroom and to their bedroom, stopping at the office along the way.Shay looked over her shoulder at him and got up from her chair to meet him half way. She quickly reached to his chest and began to twirl the still damp hair, knowing that this drove him crazy. Sliding her hand down, Shay smiled as her hand found the bulge that Ken's towel was doing a poor job of hiding. Ken moaned as Shay gave his cock a squeeze through the towel and whispered to him "feeling better, Kenny?" "Uh huh" Ken nodded. "Wanna come get dirty with me all over again?" Shay shook her head no. "Go take your nap, baby. I don't want a grumpy bear on my hands later on tonight." Ken leaned to her and kissed her slightly parted lips, and then pulled away heading to bed. Shay smiled as she heard the bedroom door close. Ken had no idea what she had in store for him and she loved it. She quickly put away the work she was pretending to do and started to prepare for the evening. She had lots to do, and the clock was ticking. She slipped downstairs to make her plans in peace. ************************************************** Shay had come to him. Ken was aware of the slight hints of jasmine in the air before he ever realized she was there. He was almost afraid to open his eyes as he felt her crawl up onto the bed. Feeling her weight on top of him, Ken moaned as he felt the covers being slowly lifted off of him and then the unmistakable warmth of Shay's mouth on his hard cock. His hardness throbbed as her tongue lapped around the head of his cock in circles, while the insides of her cheeks caved in slightly with her sucking, caressing the sides of his shaft. Ken reached out to grab onto the sheet as his entire body began to give way to the pleasure Shay was giving him. As she began to bob her head up and down on him faster, Ken felt himself start to begin that uphill climb towards an earth shattering orgasm. His breathing got faster and shallower and he arched his back a bit off of the mattress. Knowing that he was about to explode, Ken reached down and grabbed Shay's hair, pulling her down onto him. He was so close... so close.... Ken sat up and was alone in the dim room. The sheets were a tangled mess at the foot of the bed. His cock was hard almost to the point of being painful. He chuckled and rubbed his eyes, not quite able to accept that he had been dreaming. It had been so real, and he swore that he could still smell her jasmine in the room. He sighed to himself and got up out of bed to get dressed when he looked over and saw it. There was an envelope on Shay's pillow with "Kenny" written on it. He sat back down on the side of the bed and reached for it, holding it to his lips and realizing that this is where the smell that had permeated his dream had come from. Shay had placed a drop or two of jasmine oil on the envelope. Like a kid on Christmas, Ken ripped the envelope open, finding a note and a smaller envelope inside. Raising an eyebrow, Ken unfolded the note and read. Kenny, I trust you had a good nap. You'd better be well rested. We're going to play a little game tonight. If you want me, you're going to have to catch up with me. Open the other envelope to find out where you're going to be chasing me to first. Hugs and Kisses, Shay P.S. you sure seemed to enjoy the little tease that I gave you when I slipped this on the pillow. Find me tonight and there will be much more where that came from. Ken laughed out loud as he folded the note back up and placed it on the bed next to him. Picking up the smaller envelope, he opened it and found a single ticket to the game that night for the Lock Monsters, the city's minor league hockey team. He wondered exactly what she had planned, but quickly realized that the game started in an hour. If he was going to catch her, he'd better get ready and start moving. Shay walked out of the office of the arena's general manager with a smile on her face. It had taken some sweet talking as well as some pledges to charity, but they had agreed to play along with her. Walking past the concession stand on the concourse, she grabbed a hot dog and a beer and headed for her seat. Kenny had hounded her for ages to accompany him to a hockey game so he could teach her his favorite sport, but even she never imagined that this was how she'd eventually get to her first game with him. As she approached the aisle to her seat, the usher took her ticket and led her down towards her seat. "Just one tonight, m'am? You don't have anyone accompanying you?" the usher asked. He was an older gentleman with a kind smiling face, and he immediately put Shay at ease. "Oh, I imagine he'll find me sooner or later" Shay answered with a wink and a warm smile on her face. "Thank you for your help." Shay took her seat and watched as the teams warmed up on the ice. The game was due to start in about 15 minutes, and she couldn't help but laugh out loud at the thought that the evening's festivities were about to begin. Ken pulled into a spot in the parking garage and hurriedly made his way towards the main entrance. He knew her and realized that it would have been far too easy for her to have purchased a ticket for the seat next to him, so his mind started to wonder as to how he was going to find her in the 8,000 seat arena. Making his way to the upper concourse, he walked all the way around the arena, looking for the slightest hint that would lead him to her, but to no avail. Hearing the national anthem begin, Ken made his way down to his seat, far too distracted to pay much attention to what was going on down on the ice. As the puck was dropped and play began, Ken found himself scouring the crowd. The thought occurred to him that he should make his way around the arena and look for her, but was afraid to leave his seat. Normally, he would be enjoying the action on the ice, but leave it to her, he thought, to distract him from even a hockey game. As the first period wore on, Ken began to get restless. He started to double guess himself... what if he had already missed his clue? He found himself looking around almost frantically. He was looking into the faces of each person who walked up the aisles, thinking that maybe they were the messenger he'd been waiting for. Finally, with 5 minutes left in the period, a stoppage in play caused him to look up at the jumbotron over the ice... and there she was. Ken began laughing out loud as Shay's face flashed on the screen, bigger than life. She was smiling from ear to ear and held up a sign that said "Peek a Boo... I See You!!". Ken scanned the screen thoroughly, trying to get some clues as to where in the arena she could be. Finally, as the camera panned up from her, he caught a number in the background... "22". She was on the exact opposite side of the rink from him. It was time to move. Ken almost fell up the stairs as he raced up to the main concourse. Reaching the top, he began weaving in and out between the crowd trying to get over to section 22 as quickly as possible. He stopped at section 20 almost out of breath, and stopped for a moment to compose himself. He smoothed his shirt down, tucking it back into his jeans, and concentrated on slowing his breathing down. After all, when he got to her seat, he didn't want her to realize that she had gotten the better of him. He strolled over to section 22, trying to look casual, and began to make his way down the aisle. He figured the best bet would be to go down to the bottom of the arena and make his way up, scanning the crowd. As Ken started to make his way up from ice level, he scanned row after row, looking for that familiar smile. The further up the section he climbed, the more his excitement turned to confusion. She was nowhere to be found. Ken finally got back up to the main concourse and stood there for a moment. He couldn't have missed her in the crowd, could he? He was foolish to think that her game could have been won so easily. Surely she was out of the arena seconds after she appeared on the screen, if not before. They could have just as easily taped that footage earlier in the period... but that left him stranded at the game without any further clues. He leaned on the railing overlooking the crowd and started to replay what he had seen on the screen, trying to come up with another hint that he may have initially overlooked. Just as Ken was considering going down the aisle to have another look through the crowd, he felt a gentle tap on his right shoulder. he turned to find one of the arena ushers. His warm smile and rosy cheeks reminded him of his grandfather. "Can I help you, son? You look lost." "I wish you could help me, sir" Ken replied with the hint of a grin on his face. "I'm looking for someone, and she was just here in this section a little while ago." "Ah yes," the usher replied. "I've been waiting for you. You must be Kenny. That young lady just about talked my ear off about you." "Uh huh" Ken nodded. "That certainly sounds like Shay. Can you tell me where her seat is?" "I could, but it'd do you no good. She left here about 10 minutes ago. She did give me this, though" the usher explained, holding out an envelope. Ken took the envelope and tore it open, finding a note inside as well as a cassette tape. He shook his head as he began to read. Kenny, I still don't see what it is about this hockey that you like. Just a bunch of guys sliding around on the ice crashing into each other. I thought you told me that when we went to a game together that you would explain the rules to me, but you decided to sit on the other side of the rink. Anyway, I decided that I've had enough of the watered down beer here... I'm in the mood for a margarita. Happy Hunting, Your Shay Shay Ken winked at the usher as he folded the note up and placed it in his pocket along with the tape, pulling his hand out with a folded up bill and placing it in the usher's hand. "Thank you, sir" Ken beamed. "You just gave me everything I needed. Have yourself a good evening and thank you for the help" The usher tipped his cap as Ken dashed off to the arena exit. Ken wondered to himself how much of a head start she had gotten. Shay pulled into the parking lot of "The Moonlight Lounge", the bar that they spent most of their evenings at. She was enjoying this tease even more than she thought she would, but had to remind herself not to get too cocky. Ken was resourceful, and she was going to have to stay on her toes if she was going to stay a step ahead of him tonight. She pulled the front door open and was immediately greeted by Brian, the club's bouncer. Shay embraced Brian and gave him a quick peck on the cheek as she entered. They made some quick idle chatter as she took her coat off, and as she hung her jacket over her arm, she leaned up against the wall, turning on her classic Shay smile as Brian asked the inevitable question. "Hey, Shay, where's Kenny tonight?" "Well, it's funny you should ask that" Shay answered with a wink. "There's something I need to talk to you about. I need your help with something." "Is everything ok, Shay Shay?" "Oh, everything's fine, Shuggar. I'm just making Kenny work a little tonight to get what he wants." Ken maneuvered his way out of the parking garage as he reached into his pocket, grabbing the cassette and sliding it into his car's stereo. As he headed across town to the Moonlight Lounge, he turned up the volume trying to hear. Listening carefully, he could hear someone breathing... it seemed somewhat labored; somewhat irregular. A soft moan confirmed what he already knew. He managed a small smile as he felt his cock begin to come to life. What had started as soft breathing was beginning to crescendo - her breath was coming more in gasps now, and her moans were becoming a bit louder. She began to speak to him in between her sighs. "Kenny... please... please... hurry and get to me... I'm not sure I can wait.... much longer.. emmmmmm." "Wow" Ken thought to himself. "She's good." As the tape abruptly stopped he hit eject and shut the stereo off, preferring to keep the sweet sounds he had just heard in his head. He was about 20 minutes away from the lounge, and he couldn't get there soon enough. Shay made her way inside the lounge and over to her regular table. It was still somewhat early for the regulars, but she spied Joy at the bar and called her over. She knew that Joy would be more than happy to help. Shay stood to greet her with a hug as she got to the table and promptly ordered a pair of margaritas for them as she got down to business. Especially considering what he had just listened to, Ken found his level of excitement grow as he got closer to the lounge. He found himself hoping that this would be the last stop of the game, but knew Shay much better than that. She always had a knack for putting on the tease to the point that he couldn't take it anymore, and then going an extra step or two. He finally turned into the parking lot of the Moonlight Lounge and scanned the lot quickly for her car as he looked for a spot himself. He scowled a bit after circling the lot without seeing her car and pulled into a spot. Ken zipped up his coat to guard against the crisp breeze as he made his way to the door. He pulled the tinted glass outer door open and made his way into the breezeway of the lounge. He heard Billy Currington piping through the jukebox as he made his way inside and up towards the inner door. Just before pulling it open to walk inside, the door burst open and Brian walked in. Brian had become a friend of Ken's as well as Shay's since they had been coming here, and was always good for a joke or two or some sports talk. "Hey there, Kenny... how's it going tonight?" "Um, fine, Brian. I'm doin just fine" Ken replied with an obvious sense of distraction in his voice. "Has Shay shown up here yet?" "Uh, Yeah, I think so" Brian blurted out. As Ken tried to sidestep him to make his way through the door, Brian subtly shifted his body weight from side to side as to keep himself between Ken and the door. "Say, did you catch the game last night?" Ken grabbed Brian's right hand in a handshake as he put his left hand on Brian's right shoulder. "Yup, sure did" Ken said with a smile as he eased Brian to the side. "Sorry, man, gotta run." Brian had obviously been trying to stall him. If Shay wasn't still here, she didn't leave all that long ago. As Ken's eyes adjusted to the dim lighting of the lounge, he saw Joy sitting at their regular table with her back to him. He walked up behind her and planted a kiss on her cheek as he gave her a quick hug. "Hiya Ken" Joy offered." Good to see you tonight. "Good to see you, too, Joy" Ken answered with a hint of suspicion in his voice. "Is.. Shay here?" "Why yes, she sure is!. She just got up to go to the ladies room before you walked in. She was sitting right here next to me." Joy patted the empty chair next to her. Ken sat himself down with a confident smile and spied the half empty margarita that Shay had left there. He grabbed it and took a sip as Joy began to fill him in on the group gossip from the night before. As the stories continued and Shay's margarita continued to disappear, Ken found himself getting restless. He was listening less and less and gazing over towards the ladies room more and more. He finally got to the point that he couldn't wait any longer. The Scavenger Hunt "Joy, could you do me a favor?" Ken interrupted. Shay's been in the ladies room for quite a while now. Can you check on her and make sure she's ok?" "Wow, I lost track of the time" Joy said, not all too convincingly. "I'll be right back." By this time, Ken knew that Shay wasn't in the ladies room, and was gone from the lounge before he ever set foot in it. Brian and Joy were probably instructed to keep him here as long as possible. He smiled as his suspicions were confirmed. Joy approached him holding a small box."Kenny, I'm not sure where Shay went" Joy explained. "But I found this. It's got your name on it." "Joy, Joy, Joy" Ken replied with a laugh. "You've been very helpful. I'll get you back for this one." "I'd expect nothing less" Joy answered back just above a whisper. "It was so worth it, though." Ken stood and zipped his coat back up before giving Joy a quick peck on the cheek. As he made his way towards the door, he grabbed a barmaid and slipped her a 20, with instructions to give Joy and Brian a round of whatever they wanted. Slipping out the front door into the breezeway, he passed by Brian who was obviously trying to stifle his laughter. "Wow Brian" Ken chided. "I thought we were friends." "We are" Brian replied. "But she's a hell of a lot cuter than you are... now go get her." Ken winked at Brian as he made his way out the front door and back to his car. As his car sat in the lot idling, he took the box that Joy had given him, untying the pink ribbon quickly and flipping the top open. Ken's eyes widened as he took out a pair of Shay's white cotton panties. He placed them on his lap and pulled out the note and tape that he found inside. Unfolding the note, he began to read. Kenny, I decided that I'd start getting undressed for you. If you find me soon enough, I'll let you finish the rest. It's starting to get late, though, so you'd better hurry. XOXOXOX Shay Lyn Ken placed the box, note, and panties on the seat next to him and slipped the cassette into his car stereo, hoping that the tape had his clue. He was at a loss as to where to go from here. As the tape started, Ken began to make his way out of the parking lot. From the first few notes of the song that piped through his speakers, he knew exactly where to go. Billy Joel was singing "Scenes from an Italian Restaurant." "A bottle of red, a bottle of white... it all depends upon your appetite... I'll meet you anytime you want at our Italian restaurant." Shay walked up to the hostess desk at Capellini's, the Italian restaurant down the street from the house. Carla, the hostess, smiled at Shay as she walked in. "Got your order waiting for you, Shay. 2 orders of spaghetti and meatballs. Kind of a late dinner tonight, isn't it?" Shay nodded. "We've kinda been running around all night tonight, so I figured we'd relax at home with a little take out. Thanks, Shuggar. We'll be back soon when we have the time to sit and enjoy dinner here." Shay grabbed the bag and turned to the door. "Oh, Carla" she called. "I've been trying to reach Kenny, but he's not answering his phone. If he shows up to pick up the order, can you tell him I was already here?" "Sure will, Shay. Enjoy the rest of your night." Shay hopped into her mustang and sped away towards the house. She'd be cutting it close now, and wanted to make sure she had everything ready for when Ken got home. Ken pulled into the crowded parking lot of Capellini's, pulling into the last available spot and hurriedly making his way around the building to the front door. He slipped inside and shook off the cold as his eyes immediately began to scan the inside of the restaurant. "Good evening, Ken" Carla said, welcoming him. "I had a feeling that you might be by here tonight" "Yes, I've heard that a lot tonight" Ken replied. "Is Shay here?" "Well, no.... she took the order to go. She didn't tell you that you were doing takeout tonight?" Ken just smiled in return. "You know my Shay. Did she leave long ago?" Carla thought for a moment. "Not too sure... not too long ago, but it's been so busy tonight that the whole evening's been a blur." Ken pulled his coat on as he said goodbye and made his way to the door. "Well, don't want dinner to get cold waiting for me. I'd better split. Don't work too hard, Carla." Carla waved as Ken flew back out the door. He sensed the end of this chase Shay had him on, and his appetite was peaking, but not just for dinner. Shay leaned over the table lighting the candles and took a step back to admire the atmosphere she had set. The chandelier was dimmed to the point where it was barely lit. Dinner was laid out on the table waiting for them, and a bottle of pinot grigio lay askew in a bucket of ice. She smoothed down the little black dress she had put on... she knew it was Ken's favorite and that his eyes would pop out the second he saw her in it. She had just stepped into the living room to turn on the stereo when she saw a pair of headlights beam through the dining room window. Van Morrison began to sing as she heard a hurried pair of footsteps on the front porch. Just as Ken put his key in the lock, the front door flew open. The black dress Shay was wearing always left him speechless, and Ken knew that she knew this. Her hair spilled down over her bare shoulders perfectly, guiding his eyes down to her breast. The cold air from outside was beginning to work it's magic on her nipples, and Ken had to close his eyes in order to break his stare. Shay reached out to Ken, taking him by the front of his coat and pulling him into the house. "It took you long enough. I've been waiting for you." Ken entered the house without a word, watching Shay as she unzipped his leather coat and peeled it off of his shoulders, placing it on the loveseat before taking his hand and leading him into the dining room. Pulling out his chair for him, Shay pushed Ken down to sit, unfolding the linen napkin at his place setting and laying it down lovingly in his lap. She stared into his eyes with no expression on her face as she poured him a glass of wine, then finally turned away from him to make her way to her seat at the opposite end of the table. The 3 inch spike heels she was wearing sculpted her legs so perfectly, and accentuated her already delicious ass. She walked very deliberately to her seat, knowing that Ken's eyes were on her. Sitting as a picture of perfect grace, Shay gave a slow sexy smile as she placed her own napkin in her lap. They had their eyes fixed on each other as they started dinner, each afraid to look away. Ken raised the glass of wine to his lips, taking a long slow sip and swirling the crisp dry wine in his mouth as he watched Shay twirl pasta around her fork, raising it to her mouth. His cock gave an involuntary throb as he watched her painted lips part in order to accept the mouthful of food, her tongue sliding out slightly in order to guide it in. He swallowed his wine as Shay slowly chewed, feeling her stare go right through him. As Ken picked up a forkful from his plate, he watched as Shay reached up to adjust the heart pendant that hung from her neck. She placed her fingertip to the bottom of the pendant, drawing a line with her bright red fingernail down her chest to the top of her exposed cleavage, letting out an audible sigh as she reached the top of her breast. Still with his gaze transfixed on her, Ken placed his fork back down on his plate, picked up the napkin from his lap, and dabbed the corners of his mouth before laying it down on the table. He rose from his chair and walked to her. Ken held out his hand to Shay as he spoke his first words to her of the evening. "I think I want dessert." Shay placed her napkin on the table and pushed her chair back as she gave Ken her hand. He led her back through the house and up the stairs to their bedroom, noting that the candles along the dresser had already been lit, with the shadows of the flames making the warm dark orange of the walls seem to come to life. Once again this night, Shay had led him exactly where she wanted him to be. As Ken led her to the side of the bed, he turned to her, sliding the straps of her dress over her shoulders and watching it fall to the floor at her feet. He leaned to her neck and began to inhale slowly and deeply, intoxicating himself with her scent as he slowly worked down her body, dropping to his knees in front of her. Looking up at her, Ken placed his hands at Shay's calves and began to slide his hands up the backs of her legs, feeling the muscular structure of her thighs that were still perfectly shaped by the heels she was wearing. Reaching the swell of her ass, he pulled her to him, nuzzling into her neatly trimmed patch of hair and placing his bottom lip against the already protruding hood of her clit. Shay inhaled sharply as she felt the softness of Ken's inner lip against her, and she grasped at Ken's head, pulling him further to her and keeping her balance at the same time. Shay instinctively parted her legs slightly as she felt Ken's tongue slide against her. He began licking against her clit, but slid his tongue in even further, working the tip in between her moist lips. She tasted even sweeter than the wine that was still lingering on his palate. As he began to thrust his tongue in and out from between her labia, Shay closed her eyes, being driven wild by the feeling of Ken's tongue sliding back and forth against her now throbbing clit. Sliding his right hand from her ass, Ken picked Shay's leg up, draping it over his shoulder in order to give him better access. He reached back up to hold Shay's tight ass in order to steady her as he started to alternatively suck Shay's swollen pussy lips into his mouth, one at a time. He felt sweet wetness begin to coat his mouth and chin, and as he plunged his searching tongue into her depths, he felt her grip in his hair tighten. Shay cried out, pushing herself against him. Ken moaned into Shay's dripping pussy in approval, bringing out almost mouthfuls of sweetness with every lick. Knowing that Shay was aching for release, he withdrew his tongue from her tightness and planted his lips around her clit, sucking it hard into his mouth. Shay lost all control as her orgasm flooded through her, falling back onto the bed. Ken didn't miss a beat, using the new position he found himself in to plunge his finger into her pussy as he continued his lip lock on her, bringing her wave after wave of ecstasy. After he had drunk his fill of her nectar, Ken pulled away to allow Shay to catch her breath. Her chest heaved up and down, and she was already glistening with sweat. She looked up at Ken through glazed eyes as he began to unbutton his shirt, discarding it before removing his boots, jeans and socks. Seeing him standing before her in only his silk boxers, Shay repositioned herself on the bed so that she was lying on her stomach facing him. She reached towards him, hooking her fingers in the waistband of his boxers and sliding them down his hips, loving the sound of Ken's groan as the silk caressed his hard cock as it passed over him. After allowing Ken to step out of his boxers, Shay reached forward, cupping his tightening balls in her hand, and using them to pull him back to her. Taking just the head of his cock in her mouth, Shay began to suck gently as she placed the tiny diamond in her tongue right at the "V" on the underside of his head. Hearing Ken moan "Shaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyy" made her pussy jump as she continued making love to him with her mouth, and she swore she could feel more wetness leaking from between her legs. Shay began to slowly bob her head back and forth along the length of Ken's shaft, feeling him get even harder with each pass. Her tongue continued to slide along the underside of his shaft, and she could tell by the moans filling the room that she was driving him closer and closer to the edge. Ken found himself using every bit of self control he had to hold back. The room began to spin, turning into tunnel vision as everything in the room that was not him or Shay began to blur. Grasping his last semblance of control, he uttered out to her "Please, Shay... oh please... I need to be inside you so bad..." Shay began to withdraw her mouth from Ken, stopping as her lips puckered around the very tip of his cock. she stuck her tongue forward, finding his slit with the diamond at the front of her tongue. She worked her tongue against it, finally working the diamond inside him as he cried out incoherently. He couldn't take this a second longer. He wanted her more now than he ever had before. Pulling away from Shay, he bent down to her and moved her on the bed so that she was lying on her back, head on the pillows. Positioning himself between her parted thighs, Ken moved his hands so that he was holding her wrists, pinning her against the mattress as he found her wet and welcoming opening with the head of his cock. Shay's back arched up off the bed and she struggled against his grip as he lowered his hips to her, sinking into her. Feeling her pulsing pussy walls close around his cock as he slid in and out brought him closer and closer to the brink with each thrust. Shay looked up at Ken with her mouth locked open in a silent moan. Her breast swayed up and down and the bed shook as they found their rhythm together. She could feel Ken begin to swell even more inside her, filling her beyond full, and knew that it wouldn't be long now. She wrapped her legs around his waist and clenched her ass, working as hard as she could to pull the hot cum out of his thrusting cock. As she tightened herself around him, she felt herself so close to another orgasm, and she knew it was going to be a strong one. She squeezed her pussy even tighter around him, and decided to see just how much control she had over him. "Please, baby" she begged. I want to feel you fill me so bad, but I'm so close. Don't cum until I do. I want to feel you cum with me." Ken was unable to answer aside from a mute nod of his head. His animal instinct took over as he picked up the pace, the loud squishing sounds and the slapping noises of him pounding in and out of her again and again filling the room. It was all it took to push Shay over the edge once again. Her back arched, thrusting her heaving tits into the air. She was so caught in the waves of her mind blowing orgasm that she couldn't utter a sound. All she could do was nod her head. It was time. "Oh Shay... Oh Shay... Oh Shayyyy" Ken chanted as he felt his balls tighten even more. The molten river of cum worked up his shaft and he began to empty himself into her sucking pussy in deep thick spurts. He collapsed on top of her as she squeezed his jerking cock inside her, trying to hold him inside each time his cock withdrew. She could feel the hot jets of his cum paint her pussy walls, and she finally worked her hands free of his grasp in order to wrap her arms around him and pull him down against her breasts as they rode through their ecstasy together. Feeling the spinning of the room finally start to slow, they remained motionless in the middle of the bed, gasping for air in unison. Finally, completely spent, Ken rolled off of Shay, collapsing to her side. Shay purred as she started to comb her nails through the drenched hair on Ken's chest. "Emmmm Kenny... dessert was yummy. But what about dinner?" Shay asked with a playful tone in her voice. "Dinner?" Ken asked, pulling Shay on top of him. "How about just another helping of dessert?" The Scavenger Hunt He had been working long hours and hadn't had a day off since, he couldn't remember when. He finally had a day off and it was a Saturday to boot. He might be able to sleep late for a change and enjoy some lazy day sex with his wife. He was surprised when he woke up and it was much later than he thought he would sleep, but the house was quiet. He rolled over to where she normally slept and was greeted with an envelope. Inside was a note for him. Good morning sweetheart. You have been working so hard, I thought you needed a day to yourself to be able to relax and have some fun. Enclosed you will find a list for a scavenger hunt, but not your ordinary scavenger hunt. The list contains things that you must obtain or do. You may not purchase anything. It must all be obtained using your wit and charm. You may use whatever means necessary to get your list completed as long as you give me the details when you return home. You may not return home until the list is complete. Have a great day baby. I love you. He unfolded the other piece of paper and money fell out. He counted $100. He wondered what he would need the money for if he couldn't buy anything. As he read the list, he understood a little bit better. A bra or pair of underwear from a woman – bonus if she lets you remove them with only your teeth A lipstick kiss on your cheek A napkin from a strip club A package of condoms A picture of a woman in her panties A picture of two people having sex A porn movie featuring at least 4 women and 4 men A sex toy An everyday item that can be used for sex Convince someone to let you do a shot off their body Get a blow job Get a lap dance Get laid Get someone to write a phone number on your body – a place covered by your clothes Lube Sign a girl's tits The last line at the bottom of the page made his cock stand up. It said, "Yes, I am giving you permission to fool around, as long as you remember the deal. You must give me the details when you return home." Damn! He had one hell of a wife. She was giving him permission, if not ordering him, to get a blow job from someone else and fuck someone else. Never in a million years could he have imagined this, but he wasn't asking any questions. He dressed quickly, but with some care. He knew he couldn't look like a slob if he was going to try to talk a woman out of her panties. He drove into the city where he might find people who were freer thinking than in the burbs where he lived. He decided to stop at a bar and have a drink and see if there was anyone in there who would help him get started on his list. Getting the kiss was the easiest thing. Finding a woman who would allow him to suck a shot off her stomach took a little bit more work, but it made him hard as he did it. All that skin and knowing he had permission to fuck someone else were getting him loosened up. A little more time in the bar, lots of flirting and he was making more progress on the list. There were a couple of girls there that had enough to drink and were feeling pretty frisky. One of the girls had some condoms that she shared with him and she wrote her phone number on his ass. There was a back room in the bar so the three of them headed back there. He mustered up a little bit more courage and asked the second friend if he could take a picture of her in her panties. She pulled up her skirt to show off the skimpy little thong and acted playful and coy. He snapped picture after picture of her hot little body. Next step was to ask her for that little slip of material that she called her panties. She acted shocked, and then said yes. She started to remove them and he said, "No, I want to take them off with my teeth." His hands were already on her ass and his mouth headed toward the panties. He used his tongue to pull the elastic out so he could get his teeth around it. He slowly pulled them down as he flicked his tongue in and out, just barely touching her skin. She shivered with excitement. As he got them part way down, he was in line with her sweet clit. He couldn't help but dive in. He licked and nipped at the bud that begged for his attention. He worked her with fury until she screamed out, and then drenched his face. He continued to remove the little bit of fabric and she stepped out of them for him. When he looked up, he saw that her friend had come up behind her and was playing with her friend's tits. They turned and faced each other while shirts started to come up, bras were pulled down and they were going at each other. He told them he wanted to see them going at each other's pussies. They didn't verbally respond to him, instead they got on the floor, one on top of the other and gave each other a tongue lashing right in front of him. He snapped away with his camera. He had photos of two people having sex, but he didn't think it would be the pictures his wife was expecting. Maybe they would get her hot and he could fuck her while they talked about it. He thought he had gotten as much checked off his list as he could here, so he decided to go to a strip club and get the napkin. He was sitting and enjoying the show, while having another beer. One of the dancers was making his cock bulge so he bought a lap dance from her. She had glorious tits and her pussy ground on him with great skill. He asked if he could sign her tits to show that she had given him a great show. She told him that normally the patrons are not allowed to touch the dancers, but she would make an exception. He did not sign the top of her tit as she expected. Instead he lifted it and signed on the underside. He wondered how he was going to be able to complete the list. He saw a few couples sitting at tables. He went over and explained to them about the scavenger hunt and asked if there was anything that they might be able to help him with. The women dug in their purses and pulled out some surprising items. One pulled a small vibrator from her purse, while another had a small bottle of lube and yet another produced a homemade sex tape of an orgy and lastly one gave him the pearl necklace she was wearing. She told me to have fun figuring out how to use it. The only two things left on his list were to get a blow job and get laid. He was aching to do both after all the tits and pussies he had seen, but was trying to figure out how to accomplish them. Maybe he could go back to the first bar and see if those two hot little bodies were still there. Maybe he could take both of them together. As he drove he realized he never got the napkin from the strip joint. Should he go back to the club and just pick up a napkin? Then he had a funny thought. Maybe he should get a napkin from a male strip club for her. He found one close to where he was and decided to give it a shot. He sat down and ordered a beer. A couple of guys came on and danced and the women in there were hooting and hollering. He did see a few other guys with some of the women, but he was the only single guy there. He didn't much care. He wasn't planning on staying long. After all, he had the last two items on his list and couldn't wait to accomplish them. The next dancer came out and he was surprised to find his eyes riveted to the stage. This was one damn good looking guy. He was about six feet, maybe a little taller, and his body was chiseled. There was no denying this man had a six pack. He was introduced as Thor and he could understand why. He suspected this is what Greek gods would have looked like. He watched as his Thor's hips gyrated and he could see the muscles ripple through his body. As his eyes traveled down Thor's body he was surprised to find his cock start to harden as he examined the bulge in the g-string. Thor turned around and bent over, shaking his ass for the ladies, who were eating it up. He wondered what it would be like to get his hands on Thor's ass. The thought surprised him and he was even more surprised as he hardened more. Before he knew it the dance was done. He was unnerved by the feelings he had and wondered where they came from. He liked having his ass played with but had never thought of another man in a sexual way. He finished his beer, tucked the napkin in his pocket and stood to leave when Thor approached him. He was told that a table full of ladies had bought him a private dance with Thor. He was speechless and swallowed hard. Thor asked him if he wanted to go to a private room, and he simply nodded and followed him. Once in the room, Thor began to repeat some of the moves from the dance before, but now he was only a few inches away from his face. His cock became harder and harder and as he bounced between absolute arousal and confusion. As Thor straddled his lap and began to grind on his already hard cock, arousal won out and he let out a loud moan. He could feel Thor harden as he basically rode him. Thor looked at him and said, "I have a 30 minute break coming up. Meet me by the door in ten minutes. He got up and did as he was told. The wait was the longest ten minutes of his life but he couldn't comprehend leaving. When Thor approached he was wearing a pair of snug fitting jeans and a t-shirt. Even in these he still looked delicious. Thor told him that his apartment was just around the corner and asked him if he wanted to join him there. Again, he simply nodded and followed him. When they arrived at the apartment, Thor looked at him and asked, "Have you ever been with a man before?" He just shook his head. Thor then asked, "Would you like to?" He mumbled a barely audible yes. Thor took care to show him how to touch. He was a gentle teacher. He felt his pants being unzipped and his cock was being stroked. He groaned loudly at the sensation and relief. He was afraid he was going to come right then. Thor took his hands and guided them to his jeans so that he could be free as well. He took Thor in his hand and felt the jolt of excitement from having a cock in his hand that was not his own. He began to stroke it and liked the feel that was so different from his. Thor's hands and mouth slid down his body until his mouth found this new cock. He slid his mouth over him and slowly sucked on him, waiting to see if he would pull away or allow it to happen. Thor did not have to wait long for a response as he began to thrust his cock into Thor's mouth. He was soon fucking Thor's face in quick rhythm. Damn his mouth felt good. For a moment he thought it was a man's mouth sucking him and about to make him unload. Thor reached around and started to play with his ass, testing to see how he reacted to having a finger shoved into him. It made him fuck faster, and he slid a second finger in. He had reached his breaking point and unloaded down Thor's throat, while he drank every drop. Thor told him to get on the bed and get onto all fours. He responded quickly, anticipating what was coming next. Thor reached into the night stand and removed a bottle of lube. He watched as Thor applied the lube to his fingers then went behind him and applied it to his ass. Thor's fingers were back in his ass and he loved the feeling. Two fingers became three and he started to fuck Thor's hand. He couldn't get enough and wanted more. With his other hand, Thor applied the lube to his cock and positioned himself to replace the fingers that were being fucked. He started slowly, again waiting to see if he would change his mind, but he did not. Instead he heard, "Oh... fuck...yeah" as he slid deeper and deeper in. His ass was tight and they both loved it. He pushed back to drive Thor all the way into him. He feels glorious pleasure in having this stud fuck his ass. He can hardly believe what he is doing, but wouldn't stop it and couldn't stop it if he had to. Thor pumps harder and faster and he feels every sensation ride from his ass to his cock. How can doing this feel so damn good? Thor must be feeling the same as his body tightens and he unloads into his ass. It feels hot in his ass and he wants more. Thor pulls out and he is still semi erect. He grabs Thor's cock and strokes him again. He reaches down for his own cock which is hardening again and he pumps them both at the same time. He wonders what it would be like to have a cock in his mouth. It felt so good to be sucked by him, would it feel as good to suck him? He positions himself over Thor's cock and starts to lick it testing what it feels and tastes like. He slides his mouth over Thor's pole and is surprised at the sensation of being a cocksucker. He loves it. He greedily bobs up and down and takes everything he can get. He sucks slightly harder and a little bit faster. Thor responds and meets his pace. He wants to try it, but he's a little afraid. He wants to be cock deep in Thor's ass. He picks up the lube and repeats what he saw Thor do. First one finger, then two and works on finger fucking his ass. Thor looks back and says, "You want to do it. Fuck my ass." He doesn't need any more encouragement and quickly lubes his own cock and slides it into Thor's ass. It feels so damn good. Why didn't anyone ever tell him about this? Ass is tight and it grips his cock like a glove. He wants to go slow to enjoy every sensation, but he finds himself fucking with fury as each and every sensation hits him. He is fucking a man's ass and loving it. His cock grows harder and thicker and he wonders how it possibly can. Stroke in, stroke out, enjoy the fire in his cock. Repeat. Thor is moaning louder and louder so he must be doing something right. He feels so damn hard he knows what he's doing is right. He screams as he dumps his come into Thor's ass. This is unlike anything he ever imagined. He wants one last thing. He wants to swallow Thor's come just like his was. Thor is still on all fours so he climbs under him and sucks Thor's cock as if his life depends on it. It doesn't take long before he is swallowing come as if he has done it every day of his life. As he drives home he is thinking of Thor and what he did. He wants to tell his wife about it, but is somewhat afraid. But after all, she told him to do whatever necessary to get the list completed. Maybe one day she'll let him fuck her ass and she'll enjoy it as much as he enjoyed Thor. Better yet, maybe one day they can share Thor. The Scavenger Hunt The two guys in the bathroom were standing behind Kristen watching. One of them said, “You lucky devils!” Mark looked at Rachel and asked if he could get some “Attention” also. She laughed and grabbed his dick and started jerking him off. Kristen said, “Maybe we will get some extra points if you guys pose for a picture while holding them.” Everyone started giggled and I said “Sure, why not.” I took my left hand and grabbed the third guys dick who was standing between me and Rachel and she did the same with her right hand as she held Mark’s dick with her left hand. Kristen snapped away with the camera. After she took about three pictures Rachel and I started jerking the guys off again. After about 3 minutes, without warning of pulling and moaning, without warning, Adam started cumming like a mad man. He came all over the floor of the shower. When he was finished he looked at me and smiled and said thank you. I gave him a kiss on the lips and said he was welcome. I looked at Rachel who was still busy jerking off Mark and the other guy. After about another minute the third guy came wildly and a minute after that so did Mark. The five of us walked out of the shower each a little bit embarrassed, but smiling. Kristen showed us the pictures which had developed just fine. I told Adam that we had to get dressed and leave to go back to the house for the end of the scavenger hunt. He understood and asked if I could drop by afterwards and hang out. I said of course I would and quickly got dressed, as did the guys. When we were fully dressed Rachel said, “Thanks guys, its been a pleasure, I know you’ve enjoyed yourselves but we’ve got to go.” We said goodbye and hurried down the stairs and out of the house giggling at what we had just done. We ran back to the house to meet the rest of our sisters and tally up our points against the guys. Needless to say, with the points me, Rachel and Kristen got, we won easily! And I did go back to hang out with Adam.