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The Games People Play Ch. 01

By: tonyl65



A young couple takes a business trip with their friend and has too much wine, or did they? MMF

Josephine and Tom were whiz kids at MIT. Josephine, or Jo as everyone called her, is your typical Polynesian woman, long black hair with eyes that matched, light brown complexion, 5 foot two, 100 pounds dripping wet, sharp tongue, and quick wit. Tom was the polar opposite. Tom stood tall at six feet, skinny, brown curly hair, blue eyes, very pale smooth skin, and freckles smattered across his face. But together they make an unstoppable pair in the computer programming field. From the moment they met on campus they were best friends, misfits from California living on the East Coast trying to survive the climate changes. Graduating together, they both high tailed it back to California to the land of sunshine.

Jo and Tom started their own dot com business that quickly took off which they then in turn put on the open market and made them each a small fortune. Jo invested in a nice house up in the foothills overlooking Silicon Valley. Tom opted for security and no yard work when he bought a small overpriced penthouse condo with all the amenities and a 360 degree view overlooking the San Francisco Bay 

Tom was very shy and never had much of a social life outside of his friendship with Jo. Jo on the other hand was very active and always seemed to have a boyfriend. Jo never dated in her intellectual pool. Jo liked her men to be rugged and macho, real biker types. Jo's latest boyfriend was Mike. Mike was the guy that when you were in high school you drooled over him. Mike was the high school jock, chiseled face, shiny shoulder length black hair, which most women would kill for, biceps that pushed his shirts to its limits. Mike's chest was well defined which was clearly outlined by his tight T-shirts as was his obviously hairy chest by the tufts of black hair that curled out the top of the V-neck shirts he always wore. His jeans were always skin tight, molded around his muscular thighs. Mike was good looking and knew it. During high school he was the bully that picked on the Toms of this world. Mike mellowed with age and spending time with Jo and Tom he realized what a jerk he had been and felt guilty for his past. Mike also was humbled when he could see the difference in being a big macho jock and working on cars for a living versus putting your brains to work and being a millionaire before you're 30, like Jo and Tom.

Mike really loved Jo and grew to like his friendship with Tom. Tom's first impression of Mike was that "Macho Mike" was a douche bag, but after a while he let down his defenses and found out that he was a nice guy. Mike actually tried to fix Tom up with his sister, but after a year she moved out of the area to go back to school. 

Jo met Mike when she took her car in to get repaired. The two made a striking couple. Jo brought out the best in Mike. His rugged exterior was only a shell to the big kind heart within. Where Mike was a GQ model clothed, he came up a little short in the cock department sprouting a solid thick five and a half inch cut cock. Mike kept his pubic hair and balls clean shaven to make his cock look bigger. Mike had an average size cock but he knew how to use it. Jo loved the fact that he could pick her up and fuck her for what felt like hours as he lifted her up and down on his cock. Jo chalked it up to having great stamina that allowed Mike to go so long without cumming. She would be exhausted from having so many orgasms before he would finally fill her with his hot seed. One weekend Jo and Mike were having hot and heavy sex. Mike was taking his usual time and Jo was becoming sore. Jo climbed off of Mike to lie next to him, "Come on baby jack off on me. I want to watch you jack off and see your cum fly. Please baby, do it for me."

Mike could never reject Jo's requests. He knelt next to her and began to pull on his cock. Jo's pussy juice made a nice lubricant. Jo reached her hand under Mike's balls and started to lightly bounce them in her hands. Mike threw his head back and moaned as Jo continued to bounce and lightly slap his balls. "You like that don't you Mikey? You like pulling on your big hard cock for me? Are you going to shoot your hot cum all over my tits? Cum for me, shoot your thick white cum all over me. I want to feel how hot it is baby."

Jo's prompting was becoming too much for Mike. He closed his eyes and felt the slight sting on his balls as Jo gently batted them around. Mike began to pump faster. His balls were swinging furiously between his thick muscled thighs. He could feel the thick pelt of dark hair that covered his thighs tickle his sensitive shaven balls. Jo could see the tension build in Mike's body. She grabbed his ball sack and pulled it down hard. The skin on his cock stretched tight making his cockhead flair out and his clit open wide. Mike screamed out as he couldn't take it anymore and leaned over Jo's body, "OH FUCK YES!" Mike screamed as the first shot left his cockhead and landed right between Jo's tits. 

Mike froze as the second and third shot continued the trail down Jo's body until the final two drops seeped out of his cock and dribbled down his hand and onto Jo's freshly shaven pussy. Jo ran her fingers through the hot thick liquid, and then painted her pussy lips with his fresh cum. Jo wrapped her legs around Mike's waist and pulled him off balance where he fell on top of her. Jo kissed Mike hard and held his head in her hands as she kissed him all over his face. "That was so fucking hot, eat me. I need to cum and I'm close Mikey quick eat my pussy and make me cum."

Without thought Mike moved his body down towards her pussy. The fresh cum smeared between their bodies. Jo guided his head towards her pussy so she could cum. Mike began to lick all around her pussy lips and in the folds of her thighs making her squirm, and beg for more. Mike was so caught up in the act he hadn't realized that he was licking up his own cum. Mike ran his tongue deep into Jo's pussy. He could feel her heat. He could taste and smell his own cock in her pussy. He feverishly began an assault on Jo's sensitive pussy. Jo used her legs to clamp tightly around Mike's head. Her orgasm was quick to cum as she forced her pelvis into Mike's face and held him tight. 

Mike could taste her juices as they flowed out. Mike was hard again as he lifted Jo back onto his cock. He thrust into her pussy. Jo screamed out not expecting another fucking after just having a great orgasm. Mike was thrusting into her causing her legs to spread far apart. Jo needed this to be fast, she couldn't take another long fucking from him. "Yes Mike fuck me, mmmmm. You are so fucking good. You're going to make me cum again. Oh baby, yes fuck me. Look how hard you got. Did you like cumming on me baby? Did you like showing me how you jack your cock off?"

Mike picked up his pace and Jo knew she was onto something. "Oh yes that's it fuck me baby. Did you like seeing your cum all over me? Did you like the taste when you licked your cum off my pussy baby?"

Mike went into a frenzy of short thrusts. Jo could feel Mike get harder than he had ever been before. Mike was sweating as the hair on his chest was matted and glistening with sweat and cum. Mike was ready to shoot another load into Jo. Her words were hitting a dark corner in his mind, one that nobody has ever tapped before. "Oh ya you liked licking your cum off my pussy. I bet you could eat an entire load out of my pussy can't you baby? Would you do that for me Mikey? Would you eat your cum out of my pussy for me and give me one of the best orgasms of my life? Make me feel real good Mikey and eat your cum for me."

Mike lost it. His world started to spin out from under him. Jo just hit one of Mike's most inner dark secrets. The words were out there. His secret revealed and she didn't even know it. Mike's body shook like he never did before, "AAAGGGHHHHH!!!!" Mike's cock flared out and his cum shot deep into Jo. She wasn't expecting such force setting as it rippled through her body causing her to have another orgasm.

Mike immediately felt guilty for cumming as his secret was revealed. His cock quickly deflated and he wanted to run out of the room. Jo grabbed onto Mike and kissed him hard. She knew this was a pivotal point. Mike flopped down on the bed next to Jo. Jo climbed on top of Mike's body and she started to kiss his face, "God I love you Mikey. You just rocked my body like never before. You are so fucking sexy."

Mike's ego was quickly re-inflated and Jo forced him past the guilt he was feeling. They were soon cuddled up and asleep in each other's arms. When they woke Mike acted as if nothing happened, but Jo knew Mike's secret and she was going to find out what else he is hiding.

The next week went by as normal. Jo went to work at her and Tom's Company and Mike worked as a mechanic at a local dealership. Friday night came and Jo had some pent up sexual tension she needed worked off. Mike came home and followed his normal routine, grabbed a beer, kissed Jo hello, and headed for the shower. Jo decided she would join Mike in the shower and get the evening off to a good start. Mike was bending over and lathering his legs when the door opened and Jo stepped into the shower. Jo grabbed Mike's taught ass cheeks and gave them a hard squeeze. He looked so vulnerable bent over like that, she liked that. Mike was covered in soap so when Jo ran her hand up the crack of his ass her finger pressed against Mike's tight little puckered hole. The tip of her finger slipped in ever so slightly, not enough to penetrate but enough to open his hole. Rather than jump Mike let out a little moan. Jo placed that in the back of her mind as she pressed her body against his back wrapping her arms around his torso.

Mike attempted to spin around to face her but she held him tight. Jo ran her hands up and down his body. She loved the feel of his muscled body. She reached up and ran her soapy fingers around his hardening nipples. Mike gave a little gasp and his cock sprang up. Jo ran her hands over the six pack ripples below his ribs until she came into contact with his hard cock. She wrapped her hand around the shaft and gave it a couple of pulls. Mike finally broke his trance and turned towards Jo. His hard cock slapped Jo's side as he spun to face her. Without a word Mike lifted Jo in the air and placed her pussy at the tip of his hard cock. Jo wrapped her legs around his torso and let him lower her onto his cock. She leaned in and kissed him as his cock slowly found its way into her warm soft pussy. Mike grabbed onto Jo's ass and spread her cheeks allowing him a little more access to her pussy. Mike fucked Jo as the water cascaded over their bodies and washed the soap away. Jo bent her head down and sucked in one of Mike's hard nipples. Jo felt his cock flex deep inside of her and knew she found another one of his hot spots. Mike moaned as her teeth lightly tweaked his nipple. Jo held onto Mike tight as she really clamped down on Mike's nipple with her teeth, not enough to draw blood but enough to send a sharp pain throughout his body. Mike held her head to his breast as his body shook. She felt his cockhead flare and his hot cum shoot inside of her. This was her plan. Mike lowered her off his softening cock. They shut the water off and grabbed their towels.

Mike was in the bedroom ready to pull on his underwear, "Whoa there cowboy what do you think you're doing?"

"Getting dressed so we can have dinner?" Mike said with a confused look on his face.

"Well that is a bit selfish of you don't you think? I got you off in the shower but I still have needs. Now get yourself onto this bed and finish what I started." Though Mike towered over Jo he turned and crawled onto the bed like a scolded little boy. 

His cock was still soft but had a drop of cum dripping from it. Mike lay on his back as Jo crawled up between his legs and sucked in his soft cock. Being soft like this allowed her to take his entire shaft in and run her tongue all over his balls at the same time. She could feel the last of his cum drip into her mouth. Jo pulled out and crawled up on Mike's chest where she planted a kiss on his lips. Mike returned the kiss and pushed his tongue into Jo's mouth. Jo could feel him searching her mouth rather than just kissing him. He was looking for the taste of his cum and Jo knew it.

"Need a little more time to reload cowboy? Well maybe you can find another way to get me off." With that Jo spun her body around and sat on Mike's face. The soles of her feet clamped onto either side of Mike's head. Mike's hands grabbed onto Jo's waist in an attempt to push her off. He wanted to eat his cum out, it was his biggest fantasy, but he lost the drive right after he came.

"Don't push me off baby, I need to cum. Please just try for me. Stick your tongue in my pussy and wiggle it around. I need to cum bad baby." Jo leaned forward and pushed her pussy against Mike's face. 

Mike looked up into her pussy. Her pussy lips were swollen from the fucking she just had. The smell of her pussy mixed with his cum was making him light headed. He was fighting all of his demons, 'would she think I'm gay?', 'would she think I'm not man enough for her?', 'would she dump me because I ate my cum?'

Jo could sense the hesitation and had to push him before he gave up, "Come on baby eat me. God this is turning me on and making me so horny thinking of you eating me right after you fucked me. I'm so horny baby I need to get off. Please, eat your cum for me baby. Make me cum."

Mike's cock jumped as it began to harden. Jo smiled to herself as she wiggled her pussy in Mike's face. Mike slowly brought his mouth to Jo's hot pussy. Her pussy lips were soft and mushy as they made contact with his lips. Mike slowly eased his tongue out and gently touched Jo's pussy. He continued to push his tongue between the folds of her lips. "Oh yessss. Baby do it, it feels good baby. AAGGHHHH! You're making me so hot."

With the added encouragement Mike pressed forward with his tongue. His first swipe caused Jo to moan more. Mike could not tell if there was even any of his cum in there, maybe it shot so high up it won't come down. Mike could feel his cock getting hard. The urge to finally fulfill one of his fantasies was rising, along with his cock. Mike inhaled deeply and could smell his cum. Mike used his entire tongue to go up and down the full length of Jo's pussy. His tongue flicked inside of her. Jo pushed her face down on Mike's cock and rubbed her face all over his hardening cock. They were driving each other crazy with lust. Mike held onto Jo's ass as he pressed his face into her pussy. Mike was no longer holding Jo off but rather he was pulling her closer. His tongue began to probe her pussy with a new found urgency. Mike held her firmly as she began to wiggle with excitement. Mike was going to make her cum and that is what he focused on. Jo relaxed her muscles and could feel Mike's cum begin to flow out of her with her own juices. Mike felt the liquid change and became thicker as it began to flow out. He never could have imagined how erotic this felt and tasted. He knew that his cum was flowing into his mouth. The first taste was bitter but not bad at all. He rolled the first bit around on his tongue and smeared the inside of his mouth with the thick liquid.

Mike's attention went from getting Jo off to sucking out all of his cum. Mike went back with a furry as he shook his head back and forth in an attempt to get his tongue further inside of her pussy. Jo was going mad with desire as she could not hold back and longer. Her entire body went rigid as Mike's tongue flicked and fluttered inside of her. She kept imagining Mike's cum dribbling into his mouth. She wanted to watch him enjoying the taste of cum. Her thoughts, along with Mike's tongue, pushed her over the edge and she screamed out, "Suck it baby, eat all of it. OH GOD YYYEESSS!!! Oh shhIIITTT!"

Jo sent a torrent of her cum, and the rest of Mike's, flowing down Mike's throat. Mike couldn't keep up and let some dribble down his chin and neck. Mike was about to shoot his own load again, but Jo pulled off his face, spun around, and sat on his cock. The heat of her pussy was too much and he shot another load inside of her pussy. Jo was still in the throes of her climax when she felt him shoot his fresh load. Before Mike began to soften, and while he was still delirious, she pulled off of him leaving a cum trail back to his face as she sat on face and her pussy met his mouth again. Mike didn't hesitate this time and started to eat his fresh hot cum out of her pussy. When Jo couldn't take anymore she lifted off of his face. Mike had cum all over his cheeks and neck. Jo moved up and started to kiss and lick his face clean before they kissed. "That was the hottest thing I have ever done. I love you Mike."

Mike looked at her, "You don't think anything less of me Jo?"

"How could I think less of you? You are such a compassionate lover. You just proved you want to make me as happy as I want to make you. Did I push you too far?" Jo showed concern but knew she hadn't.

"NO! I just don't want you to think less of me. It was better than I could have imagined." Mike didn't realize his confession until it was too late.

"Imagined? You mean you've thought of this before? What else have you imagined? I want to make all of your dreams come true. I want us to try anything and everything that will make us happy and fulfill our fantasies." Jo was kissing Mike all over his neck and chest.

Mike grabbed her and gave her a big hug, "I love you so much. What are some of your fantasies that I could help YOU with?"

Jo cupped Mike's balls as she spoke, knowing his cock would answer her honestly, "Well I think our relationship is strong enough to handle it, I have always wanted to have two guys in bed with me." Mike's cock flinched slightly.

"I'm not enough for you?" Mike said slightly looking pouty. 

Jo was ready for this little act of defiance, "Oh no you're plenty enough for me. My sore pussy is testimony to that. What I meant was I really want to maybe share a cock with you. I want us both to suck a cock together. The thought of guys touching makes me really wet. But it would have to be someone we both connect with not just any guy." Mike's cock actually showed signs of life as it stirred beneath her hand. Maybe he had somebody in mind?

"I don't know Jo. I mean eating MY cum is one thing. I don't know if I could handle another guy fucking you. I am not sure I could touch a guy let alone suck his cock." Mike was unconvincing as his cock continued to move in Jo's hand.

"Oh baby." Jo said as she softly stroked her hand against his face. "Maybe we can start off with you fucking me while I give him a blow job? Would it bother you to see a naked man standing in front of you as he put his hard cock in my mouth while you fuck me?" Mike's cock was almost all the way hard in Jo's hand.

Mike's heart was racing, "No I guess not."

Jo started to stroke Mike's hard cock, "Fuck me baby. Put your cock in my pussy and fuck me NOW!" 

Mike's cock leaped at the sternness in Jo's voice. He wanted to be told what to do. He didn't want to be the big macho man. He would do anything she asked of him, but he would never let her know that. Mike rolled over on top of Jo. He put his head between her breasts and kissed his way to her left nipple. Jo had nice firm 32b tits with large dark nipples that stick out at the tips. Mike grabbed ahold of her nipple and gave it a tongue bath. Jo lifted her legs and offered her pussy to Mike, "Shove it in baby. Do me good and hard."

Mike eagerly complied and shoved his cock balls deep into Jo's very wet pussy. He kept a firm grip on her nipple as he plunged his cock in and out of her pussy. "Ya harder, fuck me harder. Shove that cock in me."


The Games People Play Ch. 01



Mike lifted his head and moaned as Jo's pussy juices started to squirt out and onto Mike's thighs. "Fuck that feels so good. Just imagine a naked man next to us, his hand on your back as he fed me his cock." 

Mike was fucking Jo with a deep passion, as she continued to flash images in his head. Mike tried to focus his mind on fucking Jo, but he kept seeing a naked cock in front of him slipping into Jo's mouth.

Jo pulled Mike's face off of her nipple and started to kiss him as he continued to fuck her, "So hot baby. Fuck me good. We could handle having a guy join us. You can handle a man touching you." In a low whisper in Mike's ear, "We could share a cock just like this baby. We could kiss the head together. Share his drop of cum. Smell his manly smell as you suck in his cock and feel his hard dick in your mouth."

Mike screamed out as he shot his last load and drained his balls for the night. Jo smiled to herself and held him as they drifted off to sleep.

Two weeks later, Jo and Mike were back to their routine. Jo knew not to keep pushing too hard. She needed him to keep thinking about their big breakthrough. He needed to want it again, too soon would lose the impact. She could tell Mike was thinking about, the guy had a perpetual hardon. Jo was keeping Mike interested with subtle gestures, like taking his precum and putting it on her lips before she kissed him, or putting it on her nipples and bringing his head to her breasts to lick it off. Mike was really getting into it but he hated when Jo stopped and would not repeat her performance. He was starting to think it was a one-time thing or that Jo wasn't turned on by it.

The weekend came and Jo had special plans for Mike. Jo prepared herself for a night of seduction. Jo prepared a hot perfumed bath. Mike walked in the door like clockwork. He grabbed his beer and headed to the bathroom for his shower. When he walked into the bathroom Jo was in the oversized soaker tub up to her neck in bubbles. "Come join me big boy." Jo crooked her finger and gestured for him to come to her.

Mike set his beer on the counter and dropped his clothes in seconds. He stepped into the hot water. The oils were a little slippery but the heat of the water made his muscles relax. Jo wiggled herself onto Mike's lap and pressed her pussy against the top of his groin. Jo could feel Mike's cock begin to grow as it snaked its way along her backside. She began to knead his sore neck and shoulder muscles. Mike moaned as his body relaxed. Jo lightly began to kiss his face all over. Mike's cock was rock hard. "Feel good baby? Let's relax here for a few minutes and then let's fuck?"

Mike moaned in agreement as his neck rolled around his shoulders. The water began to cool so they got out and dried off. The oils made Mike's muscles shine. He smelled like flowers, and liked it, but didn't say a word to Jo. Mike's cock pointed the way to the bedroom as they both followed. Mike lay on his back as Jo climbed over his body and began to place kisses all over him. The oil from the bath made their bodies slide against each other. Jo worked her way down to Mike's cock and freshly shaven balls. Mike moaned as Jo gently caressed his balls with her tongue. Jo pressed her face into his ball sack and relished in the smooth soft skin. 

Mike arched his ass up as Jo licked in between his thighs and groin. Jo knew she was taking him to another level of ecstasy. Jo slipped her hands under Mike's thighs as she pushed his legs up towards his chest to expose that sensitive spot just below his balls. Jo's mouth watered as she gazed upon that smooth area between a man's balls and his ass. Mike could feel her hot breath against his skin as she continued to lightly kiss his inner thighs. Mike was going crazy wondering what she would do next. Using just the tip of her tongue, Jo lightly drew circles against Mike's soft skin as she licked her way just below his balls.

Mike was moaning and writhing with excitement as Jo continued her seduction. She was now licking and sucking on Mike's taint. The smooth perfume scented oils made the pleasure that much more intense and enjoyable for both of them. Mike rolled his legs back further, grabbing himself just behind his knees, giving Jo better access and to relieve her hands from his thighs. In doing this Mike also exposed his tight virgin ass. Jo accepted Mike's subconscious offering as her tongue touched the outer edge of his wrinkled hole with the tip of her tongue. Mike's loud intake of breath was all Jo needed to hear to know she was on the right track to yet another one of Mike's hidden desires.

Jo put her index finger in her mouth and coated it with her saliva. She placed her finger to Mike's hole and massaged her saliva around. Her fingertip glided over each puckered wrinkle as she explored an area on Mike's body that was new to her. Mike's hips were beginning to rotate with Jo's finger as she continued to swirl it around his hole. Jo reached up to Mike's cock to find him rock hard and dripping a nice puddle of precum that was filling up his belly button. Jo dipped her finger in the puddle and brought it down to his hole. She used his own cum as a lubricant to enter his tight man pussy.

Jo placed her cum coded finger in the center of his hole. The lubricant was much more slippery than using her saliva. When Jo touched the center of the hole Mike tensed. Jo watched his hole tighten and relax. Jo was getting over heated and used her other hand to touch her dripping pussy. As Jo slipped her fingers into herself the pleasure went right to her head. Jo leaned forward as she was about to have an orgasm. Jo's face lined up with Mike's exposed hole and she drove her tongue deep into Mike's puckered little hole. Her tongue wiggled and pushed its way into Mike virgin bud. His hole was tight but soon gave way. Her tongue explored around the opening feeling each wrinkle. When her tongue pushed in she could feel the insides of his flesh and how soft and inviting it was. Her tongue pushed back and forth making him open up to her. Jo brought her finger back up and easily inserted it up to the second knuckle as she continued to lick around the opening. She could feel how his flesh was engulfed around her finger. His insides felt warm and spongy as she moved her finger around.

Mike started to buck his hips back into Jo's face, "Oh fuck Jo, what are you doing? Shit, oh fuck, oh fuck you're going to make me cum baby."

That was all Jo needed to hear as she pulled her finger out and replaced it with two fingers, cramming them as far in as she could. At the same time she was fingering herself with three fingers as her body began to tremble. Jo fingered Mike and herself to a mind blowing orgasm as they cried out in unison to their new found pleasure.

Jo pulled her fingers from Mike's ass, pulled herself between his legs, and began to lap up the copious amounts of cum he shot all over his stomach. Jo didn't swallow all of it. She saved it to give Mike another new pleasure. Mike pulled Jo up to him and enveloped his arms around her and brought her to his lips. As Jo pressed their lips together he naturally opened his mouth to receive her tongue. What he got was Jo's tongue and a mouthful of his own hot thick cum. Jo quickly placed her hands behind Mike's neck to secure her hold on him so that he couldn't pull away. Their kiss lingered as the cum was spread all around each other's mouths. Mike finally had to swallow. It wasn't bad at all as he continued to kiss Jo and search out her mouth for more of his cum. 

Jo rolled off of Mike, out of breath, "That was fucking awesome." 

Mile rolled towards her and started to suck on her pert little breasts. Jo ran her fingers through his hair as her body began to tingle all over. Jo felt Mike's hand cup her at the top of her pussy. His fingers separating the folds of her pussy, as he inserted his middle finger deep inside her. Jo went from stroking Mike's hair to grabbing his head and holding on as he quickly brought her to another orgasm, "Oh fuck no not yet, shit I'm cumming again. Don't stop Mikey. Oh shit don't stop. Harder Mikey, bite my nipple. Shit yes, harder. YYYEESSS!!"

Mike was proud of himself knowing that he was able to get Jo off by fucking her but it was even hotter to get her off with his finger and mouth. The time it took Jo to orgasm was just enough time, and stimuli, to get Mike hard enough to flip on top of her and plunge his still hardening cock into her drenched pussy. "OH yes Mike fuck me baby."

That was all the encouragement Mike needed to finish getting hard and begin power driving his cock into the love of his life. Jo looked up at Mike as he was fucking her. Mike's body was glistening from the sweat and oils. Jo looked at him with love in her eyes as she gazed at his handsome features, his muscles were fully pumped up, and the veins were popping out around his neck. Mike was her man and nothing will ever break that, she knew it and as Mike looked back into her eyes he also knew it.

Mike's cock got harder as he continued to fuck Jo, "That's it baby fuck me good like I fucked you. Come on baby fuck me, fill me with your cum. I wish I could cum inside you when I fuck you, fill your tight man pussy with my cum like you fill me. Fuck me baby, fuck me."

The thought of Jo fucking him, or his man pussy being filled with hot creamy cum, sent Mike's mind reeling. The sweat on Mike seemed to double as his excitement grew. Mike plunged his cock into Jo one last time as his body froze and his cock began to pump his seed into her. "I feel you shooting baby. AAAHHH! Fill me with your hot fresh cum baby. Pump it deep inside."

Jo let Mike finish pumping his load into her but she wasn't done with him quite yet. "You didn't let me cum Mikey. I need to cum, you got me to the edge baby."

Mike felt bad that he left her hanging and was about to offer her some help finishing her off when Jo lifted her head up and moved her body towards his face. Jo arched her back and put herself into a sitting position on his massive sweaty chest. Jo grabbed her pussy lips and stretched them wide open for Mike to look into her pussy. Her pussy lips were red and swollen from being freshly fucked. Mike thought that Jo was going to put on a masturbation show for him. 

Jo looked down at Mike as he was drooling at her while playing with her pussy. In a hurt feelings pouty voice, "Look what Mikey did, filled me with all of his thick white milky cum before I could climax. You're going to have to find another way to finish me off aren't you big boy?"

Mike wasn't given a an opportunity to answer as Jo shoved herself forward and pressed her wide open pussy to Mike's mouth, "Now eat me and don't you dare stop until I beg you to stop, AND then you still keep eating me."

Mike felt Jo's muscular thighs clamp around his face. She pressed so hard against his ears that he felt he went deaf. His tongue pressed inside of Jo's pussy. Her pussy was so hot from just being fucked. Mike ran his tongue up and down her outer lips right where his cock had just been. Mike's mind began to wonder, it was like he was licking his own cock. Mike was brought out of his thoughts and back to his task at hand as a thick white glob emerged from Jo's pussy, "Lick it up Mikey. You put it there you clean it up."

Mike didn't even hesitate. He was too far gone thinking about his cock having just fucked Jo. Now he could taste his own cock and cum. Jo could see the lust in Mike's eyes, "That's a good boy lick it all up. Doesn't it taste so good baby? You made it baby, it's your juice drink it all up. You're making me feel really good. Do you want me to cum for you Mikey?"

Mike was lost in lust. He nodded his head to let Jo know he wanted it, that he loved it. Jo felt Mike's tongue go up and down confirming his answer. Jo started to move with Mike's tongue lashing. She was gyrating all over his chest trying to stay in contact with his mouth. Jo was on the verge of cumming, "OOOHHHH YYYAAAA! That's it baby you're going to make me cum. You like the taste don't you baby? Oh ya look at you eat it all up. I bet if this was another guy's cum you would eat me just as hard wouldn't you baby? OH SHIT I'm cumming Mikey, eat me faster. Eat another man's cum out of my pussy. Ya that's it baby eat his cum for me."

Mike was going crazy. Jo was cuming so hard she squirt a clear fluid across Mike's face and onto the pillow behind his head. Mike tipped his head forward and caught the rest of Jo's orgasm in his mouth along with another glob of his own cum. The verbal images were pushing Mike beyond what he thought he could imagine was possible. Mike was swallowing their combined cum as fast as it flowed into his mouth. Jo's pussy was becoming too sensitive and she had to move her body off of him. Mike was disappointed but at the same time his jaw was sore and his tongue was raw.

Jo slipped into Mike's embrace and kissed him on his cheek, tasting their fluids. Mike lay holding Jo as guilt and embarrassment set in. He didn't want Jo to think any less of his manhood. He was "Macho Mike" after all. He is no supposed to like the taste of cum, let alone think of another man's cum. His mind started to flash images of another man fucking Jo; his cock going in and out glistening with Jo's pussy juice; his cock pumping thick ropes of cum into Jo's pussy. He was getting turned on again, his cock was showing signs of life as it slowly began to stretch back out along his thigh. He was embarrassed for himself and feeling guilty that visions of a man fucking his girlfriend was making him hard. He tried willing his cock to go down which only made it rise faster.

Mike felt Jo's hand cup his balls, "Someone had a good time and wants to play some more."

Mike attempted to shield his true thoughts, "Oh baby see what you do to me? I just can't get enough."

Jo turned her body towards Mike and placed the palm of her hands against his cheek, forcing him to look her in the eyes, "Or maybe having another guy wouldn't be so bad after all? If you only knew how hot it makes me to know that you are willing to at least try anything once. Mike you're the only man for me, you have my heart and soul. Why should trying things in bed be different than skydiving or snorkeling off the Great Barrier Reef? It's just activities that we do to make each other happy. You can tell me anything and I will never love you any less than I do right this very moment."

Mike felt his eyes well up as he gazed into Jo's eyes. He looked right into her very soul and could see the genuine love for him. Mike felt the tear drop roll down his cheek as he softly pressed his lips to Jo's. Mike's heart felt hot like never before. Mike knew then that they would be together forever. The kiss slowly ended as Mike pulled the hair away from Jo's face, "You're right baby, let's try anything and everything at least once. Whatever we like we do again and again. I want to make you as happy as you make me."

A few weeks later Jo and Tom had a week seminar to go to in Aspen Colorado. Jo and Tom loved to use the company paid expenses to go all out. Instead of reserving a hotel room where the seminar was being held they opted to rent a nice private chalet overlooking the slopes. Jo begged Mike to take the week off and go with them. Mike was reluctant because he would just be sitting around all day while they went to the seminar. Jo showed Mike pictures of the Chalet, four bedrooms, four and a half bathrooms. It looked like a three story A-frame Swiss chalet with all of its exposed wood and intricate design work. The living room had a floor to ceiling fireplace with windows that stared out into the white blankets of snow. There was an outdoor Jacuzzi on a deck that offered privacy without losing the views. Jo promised him first class airline tickets and a private ski instructor while they were at the seminar. Mike felt bad being the third wheel but Tom assured him that we would all have a nice time. He was looking forward to sitting with a good book and a nice drink in front of the fireplace. If Mike went then he wouldn't have to entertain Jo all the time. It was settled, they would all be going to Aspen in the winter.

The trip finally was upon them as they boarded the plane, leaving sunny California on a Friday evening. As Mike sat in his comfortable seat he realized how much money Jo really had. The house they lived in was nice by most people's standards but it wasn't at all lavish, it was all about location and privacy with Jo. But now he was feeling the true luxury of the money and was a bit uncomfortable with Jo paying his way. Mike let Jo know his feelings and she reminded him that the company paid for their trip. That made him feel better that she wasn't paying his way, although she did own the company but that fact breezed past him. They arrived in Aspen and took a limo to their Chalet. It was more breathtaking than the pictures. The slopes were covered with small specks of skiers trickling their way down the long clear snowy paths that striped the mountain side as they gazed out the picturesque windows.

The three friends walked out onto the wrap around deck to check out the Jacuzzi. The deck railing was Plexiglas allowing the view to go unobstructed. The Jacuzzi was situated just outside the door and under the extended eves of the house. The deck was clear of snow but not of the cold as it quickly penetrated the Colorado foreigners. The three laughed at each other as it became a game of wills to continue to stay outside. The property manager showed the temporary tenants how the retractable walls were hidden within the wall behind the Jacuzzi that would form the third wall to block the weather out. There was a door also on that wall that allowed guests to come directly from the house and into the Jacuzzi with only the briefest of moments to be spent outside of the comforts of the heated waters. 

Struggling against the cold Jo called time and ran back into the house to finish the house tour with the property manager. The boy's ego left them to freeze. Mike noticed that Tom's nipples were pressing out against his shirt. He tried to take in the sights but found his eyes back at Tom's chest. When he turned away again he realized that his own nipples were hard and sticking out against his shirt. Mike faked an itch on his chest and as he went to scratch it used the palm of his hand to graze his nipple. It was hard and cold. The warmth of his hand made his nipple sensitive which in turn caused his cock to stir. Mike hadn't realized he was scratching his chest so long, when in reality he was playing with his nipple, when Tom broke him of his sexual daydream.

"OK I give up, it's too fucking cold out here and my nipples look like a couple of frozen peas under my shirt." Tom put the tips of his fingers on each nipple and rubbed them through his shirt just before he turned to go back into the house.

Mike's mouth dropped open as he watched Tom play with his nipples in front of him, and anybody that happen to ski by, which was no one.

Back inside Mike and Tom quickly caught up with Jo as she was letting the property manager out the front door. Jo turned to the boys, "By the looks of those pokey headlights on your chests I guess it was a draw as to the winner of the 'freeze your ass off' contest?"

Mike turned and punched Tom in the arm, "Nope, I won."

Tom grabbed his arm and started massaging the sting out, "Ouch! You big Neanderthal, that hurts twice as much when you're in the process of thawing out. Let's see how you do when we go out in our swimsuits and sit out there."

Jo knuckle punched Mike in the arm, "Stop hitting. Payback is a bitch and one day Tom is going to be in a situation to get even. Now if you boys are done acting like spoiled brats I will show you a couple of things about the kitchen."




The Games People Play Ch. 01



Mike turned to Jo, "Hey that hurt. Why do we have to know about the kitchen isn't that you're area?" Mike quickly ended that death sentence with a smile.

Jo hauled off and hit his other arm, "Next stupid remark will land you a punch to the nuts."

Mike winked at Tom, "Now you're just flirting Jo." 

The three laughed their way into the kitchen where Jo explained how the coffee maker and espresso machine worked. After a few phony "ewwws and awwws" from the boys they took their bags to their perspective rooms and unpacked. Though it was later in Colorado they were not suffering from the hour time difference. The pizza delivery came and they sat in front of the fire to eat and have a few beers. The next morning they worked together to make breakfast. The three became the perfect triangle as they approached each task and divided everything evenly. 

The day was spent on the slopes, learning to fall like pros. They stopped off and picked up some Chinese food and headed back to the Chalet. They came in through the lower level mud room and stripped most of their wet clothes off. Mike's clothes were soaked and he was naked down to his wet black jockey shorts. Tom was equally wet as he stood in just his green and white striped boxers that Jo did not let go unnoticed. "Sexy Tom, do you think that wearing those might be a clue as to why you're still single?"

Tom wasn't amused, "Jee no I hadn't, thanks for bringing that to my attention. And here I just figured it was because I spent all of those long hours becoming successful and rich."

Mike reached his naked arm around Tom and pulled him into a hug, "Leave my friend alone you big bully. Why don't you go picking on someone your own size?" Mike and Tom laughed as Tom held his arm around Mike's waist for balance.

Jo could see that both guys were getting hard and would have loved to point that out but didn't want to stop them from touching each other. Jo was laughing at them as she dropped her pants and pulled off her shirt leaving her in a bra and white thong. She was so wet that her bra and thong became transparent. You could clearly make out her shaven pussy lips as the suite clung tight to her skin, and her nipples were dark and hard from the cold. Her bronze colored ass was smooth and firm. Jo used her near nakedness to point out their hardons. "Obviously you boys like what you see."

Mike still held onto Tom and was subconsciously stroking his shoulder and sprouting a nice tent in his wet undies, "We would have to be dead not to spring wood around you babe. You might as well finish stripping sense your clothes aren't hiding a thing from us."

Jo could see the lust in Mike's eyes. She knew he was only halfway joking with her but she wasn't going to let him off that easily. She stared him down as she unclasped the front of her bra and let it drop to the floor. Her bronze smooth skin on her breasts made both men's cock jump in their underwear. Her dark nipples were shriveled from the cold and her nipples were like hard rocks jutting out. She hooked her thumbs on the sides of her thong and rolled the wet garment down her leg. Mike and Tom's jaws dropped open as her pussy was a site of loveliness. Jo wasn't through with them as she walked up to both of them, kissed them each on the cheek and patted both of their hardons. "Like what you see boys? I'm going to grab my suit and head out to the Jacuzzi, don't make me wait too long."

Jo walked out of the room and headed upstairs to the Jacuzzi. Tom pulled back from Mike, "I almost came. You go ahead and enjoy yourselves, I'm sure Jo was joking. I'll head to my room and read for a while."

Mike wiggled out of his wet underwear and his cock slapped hard against his stomach making a loud cracking noise, "Jo never says anything she doesn't mean. Come on pal let's go suit up and sit in some nice relaxing hot water to thaw out our bones."

Tom felt like his heart was about to beat its way out of his chest. He wasn't ashamed of his manhood, hell he was a solid eight inches. He never had any complaints. However, his skinny, milky white, hairless body was another story. He never was into weight lifting and he had no muscle mass at all. Mike on the other hand, his body is what wet dreams were made of. Tom could feel his cock deflate as he felt that Jo would compare his body to Mike's. Tom opted not to follow Mike and headed to his room to let the couple enjoy their solitude.

Mike stepped out onto the deck. Jo was already in the water with a beer in one hand and two more in the other. "I'm still waiting. Where's Tommy? Did you say something to him Michael?" Jo's voice went stern.

Mike flipped the switch on the outside heater to the 'ON' position, and was about to step into the water to get out of the snowy cold air as he explained to Jo what had transpired earlier with Tom, "NO! I told him to not be shy and come on out and join us. And that you don't say anything you don't mean. I thought he was right behind me."

Before Mike was able to put his other foot in the water Jo was spitting orders at him, "Well go and convince him to join us or don't come back."

Mike pulled his foot away from the water as if he were electrically shocked, and headed back into the house to convince Tom. Jo cracked a smile. She loved when he obeyed her like a scolded little boy. Mike knocked on Tom's door, "Tom, are you in there? Can I come in?" 

Without waiting for a reply Mike opened the door and his eyes about bulged out of his head. Tom was on his bed stroking his huge cock. Tom grabbed a pillow and threw it over his cock, "HEY! Can't you knock?" Tom yelled.

Mike was scolded yet again this evening but his hard cock never lowered as it pressed against the confides of the tight suit. "I did, you didn't answer. No wonder you don't want to come out there with us, you didn't want me to feel bad about my small dick. Thanks." Mike lowered his eyes as his ego deflated but his cock did not.

"Oh ya that's it." Tom said sarcastically. "You two don't need a third wheel all the time. Besides, my body compared to yours will lose every time. I am hardly competition Mike."

Mike lifted his gaze to meet Tom's, "Jo won't let me come back unless you come with me. Please Tom?" Mike pleaded with his sad puppy dog eyes.

Tom was uncomfortable being naked in front of Mike and felt inferior, "No, you both enjoy yourselves you don't need me around spoiling your fun."

Mike stepped close to the bed and leaned his thighs against the mattress. Mike's hard cock was obvious as it was pressing out against the thin nylon material of his little bikini suit. Tom could see the shiny clear liquid forming at the tip of his cock and forming a wet spot on his suit. Mike was getting off on begging Tom, or he was getting off on Jo being so dominant. Tom grinned within. This macho guy was a big softy. Tom could feel his hard cock pushing against the pillow, "Well, let me think about it."

Mike placed his hand on Tom's thigh and lightly squeezed it as he continued to plead his case, "Come on Tom, Jo won't let me in the Jacuzzi if I can't convince you to come out there with us. She has a couple of beers on ice, or on snow really. Let's just hang out and enjoy the cool evening air and the hot water will thaw our bones." 

Mike was barely moving his hand but he was softly caressing Tom's leg and turning him on. The wet spot on Mike's suit was growing larger. Tom thought he better not push anymore or the guy would shoot cum all over his bed sheets and Tom hated sleeping on the wet spot. "OK. Ok, I'll go. Give me a hand and help me up."

Tom pushed the pillow off of his lap and held out his hand for Mike to take. Mike was just staring at Tom's hard cock before he felt a light slap on his ass that broke his trance, "You going to help me up or what?"

Mike shook his head as he took Tom's hand and pulled him up to his knees. Tom wasn't expecting to be almost lifted into the air as he lost his balance and fell into Mike's arms. Mike wrapped his big arms around the skinny man as their cocks collided as Tom smashed into Mike. It was like hitting a brick wall. Mike didn't even lose his balance. Tom's face came into contact with Mike's neck and he could taste the salt on his skin as he almost bit into him. Mike lifted Tom off the bed and into a standing position. Tom could feel Mike's precum on his stomach as his cock continued to leak through the suit. Mike gave Tom a quick hug, "Thanks buddy I appreciate it."

Mike turned and walked out the door. When Mike got to the door he turned back to Tom, "Maybe you better lead this time so I know you won't back out."

Tom laughed as he grabbed his suit from the open suitcase and hopped across the room while putting on his suit. They reached the door leading to the outside deck. Tom opened the door but didn't expect the cold to hit him that hard as his skin burned. "Holy Shit that's cold." Tom nearly jumped into the hot water. 

The hot water was equally surprising, "Holy Shit again." Tom lifted his upper torso out of the water. His milky white skin was now bright pink.

Mike stepped into the water laughing, as was Jo. Jo handed the boys their beer, "Here drink this it helps."

The three laughed and talked as the evening became pitch black. The light from the house, and the orange glow from the overhead heater, was more than enough light to enjoy the cool evening air, now that their bodies adjusted. 

Jo brought up the next day's activities, "Well what should we do tomorrow boys?" Jo stretched her legs across the Jacuzzi and placed a foot on either of their thighs and started to rub them.

Tom and Mike looked over at Jo as her tits bobbed on the surface of the water. Neither of them would admit that Jo was stroking their thighs in fear of each other, but their cocks were hard as rocks below the bubbly surface. Tom sat up a bit, "Well we can hit the slopes again, I think there is a spot left on my ass that isn't bruised."

A round of laughter could be heard out into the wilderness beyond the deck's railing. Mike placed his hands behind his head interlocking his fingers and flexing his large biceps, "We can just kick back here, drink, send out for more food, enjoy the warm fire, and watch other people falling on their asses."

More laughter rang out. Jo was all for relaxing before the grueling seminar, "Sounds like a good plan." The three clinked their beer bottles in agreement before they left the hot water and headed back to their rooms. 

As they reached the kitchen Jo gave Tom a kiss on the cheek, "Goodnight, sleep tight."

Mike scuffed Tom's hair like a puppy dog, "Don't let the bed bugs bite."

"No wonder you two are together, real nice. Good night." Tom said sarcastically as he turned and headed towards his room, which was on the other side of the house. Mike and Jo headed up to the Master Suite upstairs laughing, giggling, and stripping off their suits.

When they reached the top of the stairs Mike picked Jo up in his arms and carried her to the bed. Mike turned his back to the bed and lifted them into the air falling on his back on the bed with Jo on top of him. Jo could feel Mike's cock pressing into her ass crack. Mike was hard as a rock. 

Jo was surprised as they became airborne and landed harder than she thought, "MMMPPPHH! Well that was different. What got you so excited big boy?"

Mike lifted Jo off his chest, as if he were about to bench press her, and lined her nipple up with his mouth, "You my love." Then Mike sucked in Jo's nipple.

Jo felt the warmth of Mike's mouth engulf her nipple. The heat was a big contrast against her skin that had just been exposed to the snowy outdoors. Jo threw her head back as she enjoyed the feeling of Mike's tongue flicking and licking around her hard and sensitive nipple. 

"That feels so good Mikey. You sure that's all that got you going? Did you see Tom's cock? I could tell he was big even hidden in his suit. Isn't that how it is, the skinny, white skinned, quiet shy guys always have a horse cock dangling between their legs?" Jo could feel Mike's cock flinch as she talked about Tom's cock.

Mike smiled, "I saw it raw and hard and that little nerd puts me to shame. He has to be at least eight inches." Mike pushed Jo down onto his cock. Her pussy was so wet that he just slid right in. Mike continued to suck on Jo's nipples, switching from one to the other and driving Jo wild.

Jo ground her pussy down on Mike's cock. Jo snuggled her head in Mike's neck and started to lick his neck, "Tom's cock was so big. I don't know if my pussy could take a cock that big. What do you think Mike, do you think Tom's big horse cock would fit in my pussy?"

Mike's cock was expanding and retracting inside Jo bringing her close to cumming. She could tell that talking about Tom was pushing Mike to the edge. "You would have to guide it in and help him push his cock in me. If I'm not wet enough maybe you can lick my pussy and keep it wet as he pushes that big hard cock inside me. Would you do that Mikey? Would you hold Tom's cock and stroke it while he fucked me? Would you lick my pussy while his cock is fucking me baby?"

Mike didn't answer, he didn't have to, he just lunged his cock deep into Jo lifting her body in the air as his cock pulsed over and over again pumping his cum inside of her. "Oh ya that's it, let it go baby. Your cum is so fucking hot inside of me. MMMMMM."

Mike didn't even have to be prodded as he lifted Jo off of his still hard cock and lowered her pussy to his mouth. Jo pulled her knees to her chest and let her big muscular man drink his cum. Maybe he was thinking it was Tom's cum? Mike could see his cum coating Jo's pussy, white and thick. Mike was licking his lips in anticipation of drinking his nectar that he has grown to love. Mike lowered Jo until her knees rested on either side of his head and her pussy made contact with his mouth. He opened his mouth wide and sucked in her pussy lips. Jo was not ready for such a fast assault and slammed the palms of her hands on Mike's firm chest. She felt his hard nipples pressing into her palms. She lifted her hands and pinched his nipples hard. Mike screamed into her pussy. His cock pushed out a nice thick drop of cum.

"That's my boy, eat me. Eat that cum out of my pussy." Jo pinched his nipples again, pulling them at the same time. Mike's knees bent as he used his feet to brace himself so he could hold his face firmly between Jo's thighs. Mike thrashed his head back and forth as the pain shot through his body and his mouth filled with his sweet cum.

Jo couldn't take anymore as her orgasm began to peak and her body stiffened. She could feel her pussy lips spasm as her orgasm flushed through her body and down Mike's throat. "Eat all the cum baby. Suck it out. God I love that you eat cum. I wish it was Tom's cum you were eating. You're making me cum Mike. YES eat it, suck those lips hard. AAHHHHH!!!!" Mike's cock shot a nice load of cum up towards Jo and across his chest as she placed images into his head.

Jo was spent as she curled around Mike and cuddled into his neck, "God I love you baby." Jo gently massaged his cum into his chest as they both drifted into a sexually blissful slumber.

The next morning would be a day to stay indoors and think of activities to keep the three of them busy.

To be continued.



The Games People Play Ch. 02



The next morning would be a day to stay indoors and think of activities to keep the three of them busy.

Mike and Jo entered the living room to find a roaring fire and a beautiful snow flurry outside that left the trees covered in a new dusting of snow. Tom sat in front of the fire looking out the window. The fresh smell of coffee permeated the air. Mike and Jo walked in the room, mesmerized as they walked towards the giant picturesque window. 

"Have you ever seen a lovelier site?" Jo said out loud but to nobody in particular. 

Tom had a carafe of coffee on the table with two empty mugs that he was now filling, "You missed the morning break as the sunlight illuminated the outside. It was breathtaking. Fuck the seminar. Let's just stay here all week."

Jo laughed, "This IS something to wake up to every morning, but I think a day or two of this and we will go stir crazy."

Mike took a sip of his coffee, "I'm willing to take that chance."

The three sat on the couch with their feet propped up on the coffee table. They watched the snow fall until the last of the coffee was poured, "The well is dry boys who's going to get up and make a new pot?"

The two men looked at each other and in unison turned to Jo, "You are."

Jo sat back on the couch with confidence as she crossed her legs at the ankle, "Remember Mike, I have the pussy and unless you're perfectly happy with your right hand then I suggest you get up and put on another pot."

Mike got up. "Shit, I hate when she pulls the pussy card." he said under his breath as he strolled towards the kitchen.

Tom watched Mike head to the kitchen, "I guess you were wrong Jo, you AREN'T the only pussy here."

Jo and Tom clinked their coffee cups together as if to high five each other. Mike turned back to the both of them with a smile, "Fuck you both." They all began to laugh.

Jo looked out the window, "It looks way too cold out there. Let's stay in and enjoy the day."

Tom held up a book, "I have my date right here."

Jo looked at the book, "Oh no you don't Tom! You're going to talk with us and we're going to watch movies and play games."

They finished their coffee and headed to their perspective rooms to shower and change for the day. Jo and Mike shared a shower. They soaped each other up and Mike attempted to lift Jo up and onto his hard cock. "No Mike! I don't want to smell your cum dripping from my pussy all day."

"Ah come on babe, just a quickie? I promise I will eat every drop of cum and have you fresh for the day." Mike pleaded with her.

Jo pushed him back, "No! We'll play later. Go stick your dick in the snow that should cool you off."

They finished getting cleaned up and got dressed in loose fitting sweats. Mike wore his usual tight V-neck T-shirt with black draw string bottoms, opting to go commando. Jo slipped into a black sports top, no bra, and deep purple lycra pants, which outlined her camel toe nicely since she too chose to go commando. Both had the same idea, to drive each other to a sexual frenzy all day.

They reconvened back in front of the fireplace. Tom was wearing a baggy t-shirt that was hung over a baggy pair of gray MIT sweats, and no socks. Tom's feet were very large and white with long slender toes that appeared to be perfectly manicured. Tom didn't even look up at the two as he continued to read his book. Jo walked past him, grabbing the book in one swift motion, "HEY?" yelled Tom.

"I told you that you are not going to ignore us. We are going to enjoy each other's company, even if it kills you." Jo said as she tossed his book on the coffee table.

Mike began rattling pots and pans in the kitchen, "Play nice you two."

Mike made a nice breakfast. He served it on the couch in front of the window. The view continued to keep each of them captivated. They finished their breakfast and sat back sipping their coffee, "So Tom, do you miss Mike's sister?" 

Tom put his coffee cup in his lap, "What brought that on? Dana and I haven't seen each other in a couple of months."

"Just because she went away to school I didn't think you needed to break up." Jo pushed.

"Why? Did she say something?" Tom quizzed her back.

"Dana and I talk nearly every day. She does miss you. Actually, I think she said something about 'missing that big piece of prime beef between his legs'." Jo started laughing.

Mike got up, "I think I'll go wash the dishes. I don't need to hear about my sister having sex with Mr. One-hung-low."

Tom turned beet red, "Nobody wants, or needs, to hear about my sex life."

Jo laughed, "It's not your sex life I want to hear about. I want to know if she is full of shit or telling the truth about your dick."

"That's for me to know and you NOT to find out!" Tom said as he took a nervous sip of his coffee.

Mike chimed in from the kitchen, "Oh it's true. That fucker has a dick on him that I would kill for."

Mike caught himself, "I mean that I want it for me. I mean ON me. Shit! I would kill to have a dick like that!"

Jo lifted her coffee cup to her face to avoid showing her smile. Mike was thinking about Tom's cock. She knew he was horny and it wouldn't take much to get him thinking kinky thoughts. Mike finished the dishes in the kitchen but kept wiping the counter down and keeping his distance. Jo called Mike to join them again, "Come here baby, the dishes are done and you're going to scrub a hole in that countertop."

Mike tossed the rag in the sink and walked back to the living room. He walked slumped over before he quickly sat down. Mike was attempting to hide his hardon, and was now wishing he had worn a jockstrap. Mike crossed his legs on the couch to better hide his predicament. 

His poor attempt to conceal his cock did not go unnoticed by Jo, "Come on boys whip them out and let's compare. I showed you mine."

Both men covered their crotches in reflex as they both told Jo "NO!". 

Jo laughed at them both and they moved onto another conversation, for now. After watching a movie together they ordered delivery service for lunch. They ate their meal and Jo was ready to start playing again. The sun broke through the clouds. The snow stopped falling leaving a fresh white blanket all around them. The deck was dusted and the steam from the Jacuzzi was inviting. Jo threw the paper plates away, announcing that she was going to change and sit in the Jacuzzi. Mike was fast on her heels.

Jo and Mike got to their room. Mike reached around Jo cupping his hands over her breast. Jo slapped them away, "Oh no you don't. You've been a bad boy today. I just wanted to see you and Tom compare dicks and you chickened out. It's not like I was asking you to get on your knees and suck his cock, though that would turn me on."

Mike's head bent down in shame but his cock sprang up and tented his pants, "Come on Jo you aren't really serious are you? Tom wouldn't go for that."

Jo turned to him and pressed her body against his. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her stomach, "So you aren't opposed to it? Oh Mike you don't know how wet that makes me. Just thinking of you holding Tom's cock in your hand makes me want to cum." Jo kissed his chest before she turned, dropped her pants, and flashed him her gorgeous ass. 

Mike felt the cold damp sensation in his pants as his cock shifted against the wet spot that formed in his pants. He couldn't get Tom's cock out of his head. He would do anything to make Jo happy, and if she could get off on it then all the more reason to go along with anything Jo wants.

Jo was quick to change into her bathing suit, if you can call it that. Her top was so small that it barely covered the tips of her nipples. The bottom was just a string that went in the crack of her pussy and up her ass. "You're going out like that?" Mike protested.

Jo walked past him and grabbed his hard cock through his pants, "Looks like you don't mind one bit. I put your suit on the bathroom sink." Jo kept walking out of the bedroom. Mike watched her exposed ass as she continued down the hall and then down the stairs.

Mike dropped his pants and stepped out of them as he walked to the bathroom. He was surprised when he picked up what he thought might be a wash cloth on the counter. Mike held it up to his hard cock, "This will never fit," he said out loud. Mike slipped on the suit. Like Jo's, his ass was fully exposed and the string riding in the crack of his ass felt strange. His cock was barely covered by the small nylon pouch, but it was tight enough to keep his cock from popping out. Mike felt sexy and was thinking how hot it would feel to be on the deck with the skiers watching.

Mike ran down the stairs to meet Jo outside. He was quickly reminded of the weather as he opened the door leading out to the Jacuzzi. He felt his nipples stretch out as they hardened and his balls retreated up to his throat as they searched for warmth. Jo was alone and had that same look she did the night before, just before she asked about Tom. Mike shot her a look back that said he didn't know. He automatically turned around and headed to Tom's room to make sure he was coming.

Mike knocked louder on Tom's door this time, though he really wanted to catch him naked. Mike heard Tom yell through the door that is was ok to enter. Mike came in, but this time it was Tom that was shocked at the site of Mike being nearly naked. His well sculpted body even made Tom take a quick once over of Mike's body. Tom was perched on the bed with his book in hand and swim trunks on. "Come on Tom let's go hit the hot water and watch the skiers fall on their asses."

Tom got up off the bed but held the book in front of him as he followed Mike back to the Jacuzzi. They went outside and Tom tossed his book onto a chair. He walked right into the water, bitching about the cold the entire way. Mike laughed as he pulled the wall out to block some of the cold and then turned on the overhead heater. The snow immediately began to melt as the heat made its way down. Tom and Jo both stared at Mike's fit body which was being put on display as he stretched his body out to reach the heater as he adjusted the angle. You could see that Mike's cock was pushing out against the confines of the small suit. Mike quickly walked into the hot water. The water's temperature was amplified in comparison to the snowy outside cold, "WHEW! That is hot!"

The three relaxed in the hot water and watched the dark specks coming down the slopes like ants marching down the snowy hillside. They laughed as one would take a tumble. Jo accidentally grazed her foot along the side of Tom's leg. "Sorry Tom my foot just floated into you. Wow you have such soft smooth legs. You feel so different than ape man here." Jo flipped her thump out of the water to point to Mike.

Mike splashed water on Jo, "Not nice, I'm right here."

Tom laughed along with them but kept quiet. Jo didn't want to let it drop. Jo had an agenda and she couldn't let either guy off the hook, "So Tom do you shave or are you naturally smooth?"

Tom turned red, and it wasn't from the hot water, "Sorry I'm not like Macho Mike here."

Mike was quick to his rescue, "She didn't mean that buddy. Did you Jo?"

"Of course not, I was just curious. I'm sorry if I upset you Tom. I have never seen a guy with such soft skin. I find it appealing and a nice change." With that Jo lifted one of Mike's legs out of the water and stroked his hairy leg. Jo grabbed Tom's hand and placed it on Mike's leg, "See what I mean? He's hairy and soft."

Tom allowed Jo to guide his hand up Mike's leg before he jerked it away, "Ya I get it."

Tom was getting uncomfortable and his hard cock wasn't helping. Mike could feel his heart beating faster when Tom's hand touched him. Jo lifted her leg out of the water and Tom's at the same time. She ran her hand up and down each of their legs, "Totally different but sexy just the same. I'm torn to which I prefer."

Tom regained his balance after Jo lifted his leg up and just about forced his head underwater, "Would you cut it out Jo? What's this fascination with my legs?"

Jo smiled, "Actually, it's the middle leg that I want to see. Come on Tom just once?"

Mike reached under the water and pulled off his suit. He pulled the suit out of the water and flung it around on the end of his finger sending water spraying on Tom and Jo, "I took mine off. I dare you guys to do the same." Mike let go of the spinning suit and let it fly out onto the deck away from the Jacuzzi.

Jo quickly reached back and untied her top with one hand and pulled off her bottoms with the other. In no time flat Jo was flinging her string suit next to Mike's. Tom looked at them both and crossed his arms, "I don't' care what you guys do. I'm staying in my suit."

Mike and Jo converged on Tom. Jo moved across Tom's lap and straddled her naked body around his waist. Mike grabbed ahold of the legs on Tom's suit and pulled it off of him. Tom attempted to stop him but the weight of Jo around his torso left him immobilized. Mike sent Tom's suit through the air to land in the wet pile on the deck along with theirs. 

"Come on you guys give me back my trunks!" Tom reached up grabbing for any leverage he could, but he found his hand on Jo's breast instead. Tom's eyes opened wide with fear as he realized what he was holding, "Oh god I'm sorry Jo. I didn't mean to grab you there."

Jo reached behind Tom's neck and pulled his face to her breast, "If I minded Tommy I wouldn't be sitting naked on your chest rubbing my pussy against you, now would I? Now suck my tit!" Jo pushed Tom's mouth against her hard nipple and held his head until she felt his mouth open up and seal itself against her skin.

Tom felt the pressure of Jo's hand on the back of his neck. He knew they were crossing the friendship line here but once he felt the soft skin against his face and her hard nipple trying to force its way between his lips his mind went into sexual overdrive. Tom opened his mouth and used his tongue to search out his would be intruder. Jo's hard nipple felt good as he explored every inch of skin that surrounded it. Tom had completely forgotten about Mike until he felt his face next to his. Mike moved next to Tom and placed his face on Jo's other nipple. Jo pushed her breast up and together forcing the men to be touching cheeks. 

Jo began to moan out loud, "MMMM, that's it boys suck those tits. Oh! You're making me so wet and horny. Keep it up. Suck them harder." 

Jo kept grinding her dampening pussy against Tom's stomach. The hot water washed away her pussy juices as they flowed out. Tom could still feel her soft wet pussy lips dragging along his abdomen. Jo was moving her pussy down to Tom's cock. She wanted to feel his huge cock inside of her. Dana had described it as being the biggest cock ever. Tom could feel Mike's scruffy face scratch against his cheek. Neither would let go of Jo's nipple for fear of everything coming to a stop.

Tom's cock was rock hard. Jo could feel his cockhead poking against her back. Tom felt a hand wrap around the shaft of his cock, holding it still, as Jo worked her pussy onto his member. Tom realized that Mike was holding his cock. Jo let the tip of Tom's cock spread her pussy lips open. Jo eased back and pushed against his cock letting a bit more inside. When Jo felt his cockhead push into her she shoved back hard taking half his length. Already she felt it go deeper than Mike had ever gone. Jo made contact with Mike's hand as he continued to hold Tom's cock. Jo almost came just knowing that Mike was touching a cock. She so wanted to see that. "OH god yes!" Jo purred as Tom's cock slowly kept feeding into Jo's hot pussy.

Mike released his grip on the hard shaft, letting his hand slide down the remaining length, and down his ball sack. Mike could not resist giving Tom's balls a soft caress before he moved his hand beneath Tom's ass. Mike released his suction hold on Jo's nipple and let his body glide in the water as he floated behind Jo. Mike moved between Tom's legs, his hands softly caressing Tom's legs as they moved up his body. Mike's chest came in to contact with Jo's back. Mike reached around Tom's ass and pulled the fucking duo into him nearly lifting them out of the water. Mike's hard cock resting in Tom's ass crack as the three hugged. The pressure Mike placed on them forced Tom's cock deep inside Jo. Jo screamed out as her orgasm rocked between the other two bodies, "AAAGGGHHH!!" It almost hurt as the pressure of Tom's cock was pressing upwards into her were nothing has ever been before.

Tom's balls were being crushed by Mike's pubic bone. Tom could feel Mike's cock resting in his ass crack, a very sensitive spot for Tom. The tightening muscles of Jo's pussy clamping down around the base of Tom's cock were too much and the pressure finally released. Tom's balls released a torrent of cum as he felt it pump through his cock. Jo felt it as well as the impossible happened. The intensity of her orgasm increased, "OOHHHHH! SSSSHHHIITTTTT!!"

Tom clinched his teeth as his cock pulsated inside of Jo. Jo had handfuls of Tom's chest gripped tightly as she rocked through another orgasm. The pain and pleasure between the two was incredible. Mike was so turned on by the act that he too began to shoot his load into the steaming waters of the Jacuzzi. Tom felt Mike's cock pulse between his ass cheeks and felt Mike's cum squirt against his back. Tom had an orgasm that was different than just cumming. His body shook deep down and his cock jerked inside of Jo.

The three were spent, for now, as Mike released his hold on the trio and let his body float back and away. Tom's body submerged back into the water until his naked ass made contact with the Jacuzzi seat. Jo lifted her leg high in the air, as if getting off a horse, in order to dislodge herself from Tom's barely shrinking cock.

Jo fell back into the water and ran her wet hands over her face, "That had to be the wildest, most intense fuck I have ever had!"

Tom was a little shaken from the act and wasn't sure how the relationship dynamics was going to change, "I think my toes even came."

Mike and Jo stopped and looked at Tom quizzically before they all busted out laughing. The trio then decided to call it a night as their bodies were wrinkled prunes. Mike wasn't through. When he and Jo got to their room Mike lifted Jo in the air and threw her onto the bed. Both still naked, Mike dove between Jo's legs. Jo attempted to block him, "I don't know if I can take anymore tonight."

She changed her mind the moment Mike's tongue made contact with her pussy lips. Mike placed the palms of his hands on the cheeks of Jo's ass and lifted her towards his mouth. He began to eat her pussy like never before. Jo curled her legs around his head and grabbed onto the sheets for the tongue fucking of her life.

Jo felt Mike's tongue running up and down the length of her pussy. He lifted her higher and even tongued her tight little rosebud ass. When Jo felt the tip of Mike's tongue penetrate her ass she quivered, "MMMMM, nice baby."

Mike needed no more encouragement the man was on a mission. Mike was going to make Jo cum and push out Tom's seed into his mouth. Mike was hard as a rock knowing he was licking the pussy that was just fucked by another man's cock. He knew another man's cum was waiting to come out and drain into his mouth. Mike wanted to taste it as he was in a different sexual state than when he ate his own cum out of Jo.

Mike had Jo's ass opening up to him. Her ass was wet and loose. He moved his tongue back up to her pussy while slipping a finger into her ass, "Oh shit yes! Oh Mike, fuck that feels good!"

Mike could feel Jo's legs tense around his head as his finger wiggled its way into her. Mike placed his mouth over her pussy and sucked in her pussy lips. He heard Jo as she made a loud intake of breath. Mike darted his tongue into her pussy. He felt her wet juices with his tongue. Her shaven pussy skin allowed him to get a good suction as her pussy sealed tightly in his mouth. He continued to run his tongue around her soft pussy lips until he felt the tell tail signs of her orgasm rock through her body.




The Games People Play Ch. 02



"NOOOO, Mikey stop! OH MY GOD! SSSSHHHITTT!!!" Jo grabbed onto the sheets of the bed and let the orgasm consume her body. Every muscle strained as they tightened.

Mike felt the rush of her juices enter his mouth. He felt the first thick glob of Tom's cum emerge. He started to scoop every bit of cum that left her pussy. Mike dipped his tongue in Jo's pussy and dragged a thick dollop of cum back into his mouth. Mike swirled the nectar around his mouth as he savored the taste. It was better than he imagined. It was different than his. It was sweeter, thinner, but tasty. He went back for more, again and again until Jo could no longer take it.

Jo moved her legs up and placed her feet onto Mike's shoulders. Jo pushed Mike away from her pussy, "I can't take anymore Mike. I am way too sensitive."

Mike reluctantly pulled back and flopped next to Jo. Mike's hard dripping cock stuck up like a flag pole. Jo couldn't let him go to sleep like that so she spun around and engulfed his cock into her mouth. The moment Mike felt the heat of Jo's mouth around his cock he began to pump his seed into her. Jo wasn't ready as she quickly pulled back and let her mouth fill. She released the pressure of her suction and let his cum dribble down his shaft, over his balls, and down the crack of his ass. Jo used her hand to stop the flow of his cum at the entrance of his ass. She used his cum as lubricant as she pushed her finger into him. His cum began to collect in her hand as she finger fucked him with his own cum. Jo moved up to Mike's mouth and they kissed while she continued her assault on his ass.

Mike felt Jo push his cum into his mouth. Moaning into Jo's mouth from the taste of his cum and the feeling in his ass. He and Jo kissed as she continued to finger fuck him. Mike was in heaven. They shared a nice cum kiss. Jo continued to feed his cum into his ass until they final fell asleep exhausted. 

The next morning was going to be the first day of the seminar. Jo was showered and dressed. Mike was rubbing the sleep out of his eyes trying to wake up. Mike slipped on a pair of shorts and followed Jo down to the kitchen. Tom was already up and ready, sipping on a cup of coffee. Tom didn't know what to expect after last night. How did that change their relationship? Will Mike kick his ass after he realized what he'd done? Tom sat on the sofa looking out the window watching the morning evolve.

Mike and Jo came up behind Tom. Tom froze not knowing what to expect. Jo leaned over the couch and planted a kiss on the side of Tom's face. Jo leaped over the couch and sat next to Tom. Luckily Tom was nearly done with his coffee so he was able to control the cup from spilling onto his lap.

Mike gripped his hands around Tom's neck and gently massaged it, "Relax buddy. Oh good coffee is ready. Jo do you want a cup before you two take off?"

Tom's body melted into Mike's hands as the grip slowly eased the tension in his muscles. Snuggled next to Tom, "Coffee sounds great, thanks babe."

Mike went to the kitchen and poured the coffee. Mike looked out at the heavy snow fall, "Looks worse than yesterday. Glad I'm staying in."

Mike handed Jo her coffee before he sat on the chair opposite of Jo and Tom. Mike propped his foot up on the coffee table, which was between them, giving them a clear shot of his exposed cock up his baggy shorts leg. Tom shifted as his eyes stayed glued to Mike's cock. Jo licked her lips, "Maybe it would be best that we stay in today and skip the seminar? I'm not comfortable driving in snow, are you Tom?"

Tom continued to look up Mike's pants leg and didn't hear a word Jo said until she finally had to shout at him, "EARTH TO TOM! Did you hear me? Do you want to drive in the snow or skip the seminar?"

Tom shook his head, "What? Um, no I don't want to drive in the snow. I hate driving period. You know I'm not a great driver anyway, why do you think I have you drive everywhere? I'm good with hanging out. I mean staying here." Tom blushed.

Mike dropped his foot onto the floor and stood up. His cock was half hard and pushing against his loose fitting shorts, "Great! I'm going to shower and get dressed. Give me a few minutes and then we can make plans for the day." Mike ran off to the master suite upstairs, caring his cup of coffee.

Tom took this opportunity to talk with Jo about the day before, "Um Jo, about yesterday? I don't want things to get weird between us. I love you as a friend and business partner. I had a great time but I think I took advantage of you. I have been so lonely lately that the attention you and Mike have been showing me, well I just got caught up with the affection and wasn't thinking. Can we pretend it never happened and go back to the way things were?"

Jo sat listening as Tom confessed, and just about begged her to erase yesterday's events from their mind. Jo took Tom's hand, "Look Tommy, I love you too, both as a friend and a business partner. Together we have brought new technologies to the market that has made us very comfortable. For that I am indebted to you. What happened yesterday happened because both Mike and I wanted it to happen, with YOU. Between you and Mike I had the best sex ever and I will never forget that." Jo pulled Tom's hand to her mouth and kissed the back of it.

Tom knew he was asking too much and felt deflated. Mike came down the stairs wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist. His sculpted muscled body still had steam rising off of it from the shower. Mike came around and sat next to Tom. "I wasn't sure you two made plans for the day so I didn't know how to dress," Mike elbow jabbed Tom in the side, "or not dress." Mike followed up with a wink to Tom.

Tom's bulge building in his pants didn't go unnoticed by Jo, "Well maybe NOT dressed is the plan today since it looks like Tom wants to come out and play."

Tom swiftly grabbed a pillow off the couch and placed it on his crotch, "Don't you two start in on me again. Last night was ok, but let if drop."

Mike put his arm over Tom's shoulder and pulled him into his naked body. Tom's face distorted as Mike squeezed his face against his chest, "Come on Tom we just like having a good time. I know I had a good time last night. Jo did you have a good time?"

Jo already undid a couple of buttons on her blouse and was lightly playing with her nipple through her bra as she watched Tom's face lay against Mike's naked chest, "Fuck ya. You are the two hottest guys I know. I don't want to play with anybody else as long as I have you two."

Tom placed his hand on Mike's thigh as leverage as he pushed himself back to a sitting position, "Look, you two are a couple. I'm just the third wheel, you don't need me. I'll go to the seminar and you two can stay and play all day."

Tom attempted to get up off the couch and make his exit but Mike grabbed his hand, "Tom, this may sound weird, but I really enjoyed yesterday. In fact I," Mike was about to confess, his voice became low as he looked down at Tom's cock, "I just want you to know that I have done things that I never EVER thought I would be doing with another guy. But the only thing that makes sense here is that it is because it was YOU! Please stay with us today and explore a little more."

Mike's eyes were pleading as Tom looked at him dumb founded. Jo got up and moved to the other side of Tom, opening her blouse to fully expose her bra covered tits. Jo leaned into Tom, placing her lips to his ear and her hand on his hard cock, in a soft whisper, "Stay with us today Tom. We can learn so much from each other. Let's push our limits." With that Jo gently ran her hand up and down Tom's rigid cock.

Tom's head fell back as he felt Jo's hand caressing his cock. He felt the bottom of his shirt being grabbed on both sides and lifting up to expose his torso. Tom felt his arms lift in the air, as if they had a life of their own, allowing his shirt to be pulled off of him. He felt both Jo and Mike's hands caress his chest. He felt his nipples harden as the palms of their hands glided over them on their way down to his pants. Tom instinctually knew what was coming and kicked off his loafers. Their hands worked methodically to undue his belt and pants. The teamwork was smoother than if Tom had undressed himself. Mike and Jo pulled off Tom's pants. Mike's hand rested against Tom's naked ass and lifted him off the couch to let Jo pull his pants down past his knees. Tom kicked his legs just enough to allow the pants to fall to the floor at his feet. 

Mike's towel had fallen open and his rigid cock stood hard, proud, and dripping with precum. The men were naked. Jo's blouse was fully opened and she quickly unsnapped the front clasp on her bra. Jo let her arms fall back behind her letting the bra and top slip off onto the floor behind her. Jo then stood in front of the two naked men and dropped her pants and underwear to the floor. Jo knelt down and engulfed Tom's rigid member while at the same time grabbing Mike's cock. She slowly jacked Mike's cock up and down to keep him hard and interested. Jo's expertise at cock sucking didn't go unnoticed by Tom. Jo used just the right amount of saliva to allow her lips to glide up and down his shaft. When Jo reached the top of Tom's cock she would run her tongue around the flared head and then dip her tongue into the hole that was pouring out copious amounts of precum.

Jo lifted off of Tom's cock and moved over to Mike's. As she moved between Mike's legs she pushed his legs open causing his leg to press against Tom's. To keep Tom from pulling away, Jo placed her hand on Tom's inner thigh and gently caressed his balls holding his leg against Mike. It felt so good when Jo slid her mouth over Mike's cock that he had to slap his hand down on his thigh to keep from coming. Jo wanted to jack Tom's cock like she did Mike's but her hand was busy holding Tom's leg in place. Jo didn't want to break the connection between the men. Jo quickly moved her hand off of Tom's thigh and grabbed Mike's hand from his thigh and moved it to Tom's cock. With their fingers interlocked, and before either knew what was happening, Jo wrapped her and Mike's hands around Tom's cock. Tom's eyes flew open as his cock was firmly gripped. Rather than pull away, Tom flexed his cock in acceptance. Jo stroked Tom's cock a couple of times, along with Mike's hand, before she gently pulled away and continued her blow job with Mike.

Mike looked over at his hand that was now holding a cock. He reveled in the feeling. Unlike his own, Tom's cock was longer and much harder. He squeezed the flesh slightly feeling how firm it was. He pulled his hand up the shaft watching the skill slowly pull over the head of his cock. He was amazed at how he could feel the ridges that lie just beneath the soft velvety skin. Mike blocked out all that was around him and only focused on Tom's cock. He continue to stroke the cock until a clear drop of liquid pushed its way to the surface and began to form at the opening. Mike unconsciously licked his lips. Tom and Jo stopped everything and watched Mike as his eyes glazed over.

Mike felt the firm hand press against the back of his neck. He felt his body relax as the hand began to knead his neck. His body relaxed and so did his self-control. Jo sat between Mike's legs gently licking his cock as she watched Mike struggle with his new found lust. Tom was leaking precum and watching this big muscular guy holding his cock. 

Tom watched Mike lick his lips then followed his gaze back to his dripping cock and knew what he wanted. Tom knew that if he was wrong about pushing Mike he could easily get his ass kicked. Mike began to lower his head towards Tom's cock. Jo could see the hesitation in Mike's slow movement, but at the same time there was lust in his eyes. Jo moved between Tom's legs. She lifted her head up to meet Mike's. She grabbed Mike's head and pulled him into a firm and passionate kiss. Tom's cock rested between Jo's tits.

Jo's tongue danced around Mike's mouth. She was breathing heavy. The intense kiss Mike was receiving from Jo was making his body relax and melt into her embrace. Jo used her body weight to help continue Mike's approach towards Tom's cock. As Mike's body lowered into Tom's lap his cock slowly pushed between them. Jo felt Tom's wet cock poking her chin. The precum allowed Tom's cock to slide between the two kissing. Mike and Jo's chin squeezed Tom's cockhead between them. Jo pulled her lips away from Mike just long enough for Tom's cockhead to ascend between them. Jo's tongue darted out and pushed Tom's cockhead into Mike's mouth. Jo held Tom's cock against Mike's mouth. Her tongue snaking around the head of Tom's cock and along Mike's lips. Jo used her tongue to entice Mike to accept having a cock in his mouth.

When he felt Tom's cock touch his chin Mike's heart felt as if it would pound through his chest. Jo pulled away and the cock slipped right between them. He felt the soft flesh of the cock against his lips. He felt Jo's tongue pry his lips apart and force its way in through the side. His mouth opened and Jo's tongue slid across Tom's cockhead, scooping up some precum and depositing it on Mike's tongue. Mike felt the slippery substance with his tongue. He could smell the musky scent of Tom's crotch. He opened his mouth and engulfed Tom's cock. Mike was sucking a cock. His tongue explored every inch of the smooth skin, protruding veins, the ridged sides, and the liquid nectar seeping out the top.

Jo softly kissed Mike's face until her mouth was at his ear, "Suck it baby. Taste that cock. You look so good with a cock in your mouth. You're going to make me cum, suck his cock for me. Feels good doesn't Mikey? You are such a good cock sucker."

Visions flashed through his mind, but he loved the feeling of Tom's cock in his mouth. He loved the taste of a man's cock. He loved the smell of Tom's body. Mike ran his hands up and down Tom's legs. He felt Tom's stomach and gently stroked the furry trail around his naval as he continue to suck on Tom's cock. Mike opened his eyes as they locked onto to Tom's. Tom was watching Mike make love to his cock. Tom gently grabbed Mike's hands and brought them to his mouth. Tom sucked on Mike's right index finger like a little cock. Mike's eyes rolled back as he felt Tom's tongue caress around his finger. Tom pulled Mike's hand away and guided it to his nipple. Tom left enough saliva on Mike's finger to work as lube on his nipple.

Mike's wet finger touch the tip of Tom's hard little nub of a nipple. He gently rubbed his spit covered finger around Tom's nipple. He felt his body flex, the cock in his mouth expanding, feeling a large drop of liquid pulse through the underside vein on Tom's cock. Tom moaned as he repeated the gesture with Mike's left hand. 

It made Mike feel good to know that he was turning Tom on so much. Mike felt Jo's hands on his ass just before he felt her hot breath against his boy pussy. When he felt Jo's tongue push into him he just about lost it. Instead he took his index fingers and thumbs and grabbed ahold of Tom's hard nipples. He applied just enough pressure to his nipples to send a little sharp pain through Tom's body and down to his cock. Tom moaned in pleasure as he pumped a nice big drop of precum into Mike's mouth. Mike felt the warm liquid escape Tom's cock and release itself into his mouth. Mike took a deep breath as he pushed his face further down Tom's cock. Jo continued her assault on Mike's ass. Mike was going crazy with ecstasy. 

Mike and Tom kept eye contact as Mike slowly licked his cock. Mike used his tongue to lick his way down to Tom's smoothly shaven balls. Mike's tongue gently lifted one of Tom's balls and bounced it up and down. Mike then pushed his face forward and buried it into Tom's balls sack, inhaling Tom's manly scent deep into his lungs.

Jo had Mike's ass nice and lubed with her spit. She pulled Mike away from Tom's cock and balls. Jo quickly instructed Tom to lie on the floor, on his back, and in front of the fire. She guided Mike over Tom's cock, facing him. Jo stood over Tom's head facing Mike. Without breaking eye contact, Jo pushed Mike down towards Tom's hard cock. Mike grabbed his ass cheeks and spread them knowing full well what was about to happen. 

Tom looked up into Jo's glistening pussy as it slowly descended onto his face. He felt Mike's wet hot ass pressing against his hard cock. Mike wiggled his ass until he centered Tom's cock. When he felt Tom's cock head putting equal pressure in the center of his ass he pushed down harder. Mike's ass gave just enough for Tom's cock to press the head just inside. 

Jo kept eye contact with Mike as his face squinted. Jo knew that that meant Tom's cock was entering him. She never loved a man more. Jo felt Tom's panting breath against her pussy as she neared her target. Jo leaned forward into Mike mouthing "I love you" just before she kissed him deeply and pressed down on his shoulders. Mike's leg muscles were bulging in all their beauty squatting over Tom's cock as it slowly disappeared into Mike's hot canal.

Mike took the last half of Tom's cock in one final thrust as he let his weight fully rest on Tom's thighs. The pain and pleasure was intense for Mike. He pulled Jo into a deep kiss to let her know he was fully impaled on a real cock. Mike moaned deeply into Jo's mouth. Tom felt Mike's hot ass consume the last of his cock. The heat was incredible. The skin on his cock was pulled tight making his cockhead more sensitive as he pressed against Mike's prostate. Tom's mouth flew open as he screamed out "AAAHHHHH!!" in sheer pleasure.

Jo took advantage of Tom's scream as she dropped her dripping pussy onto Tom's face. The moment she felt Tom's tongue press up into her, her body went into a violent orgasm. The scene was too much and the slightest touch of Tom's tongue on her pussy was enough to push her over the edge. Jo held onto Mike's neck as she pressed her face harder into their passionate kiss. Tom felt the flood of Jo's juices fill his mouth causing him to nearly choke out his scream. Tom swallowed the sweet nectar as fast as it poured into his mouth.

Jo leaned forward moving her head down to Mike's half hard cock, which was resting on Tom's furry stomach. This released the pressure from Tom's face and allowed him to lick and suck Jo's now inflamed pussy lips. Mike felt Jo's tongue on his cock and began to rotate his hips. Mike could feel his ass adjusting to Tom's cock and enjoyed the feeling of Tom's cockhead rubbing against his insides.

Tom placed his hands on Jo's ass and lifted her up and down against his face to give better access to her pussy. He began to grind his hips upwards into Mike's tight boy pussy. Mike used his muscular legs to lift himself up and down on Tom's cock. Even though the pressure deep inside was extreme and like no other he has ever felt, Mike's cock was growing to full size in Jo's mouth. Jo cupped her hand under Mike's balls and held them tight. As Mike lifted up on Tom's cock Jo held Mike's balls firmly against Tom's pelvis forcing them to stretch. The farther Mike lifted the more his ball sack was stretched. As the skin on Mike's cock stretched out it became more sensitive in Jo's mouth. His balls were being pulled tightly and squeezed with just enough pressure to be erotic.

Jo watched as Tom's cock would enter her big strong masculine boyfriend's ass. The sight was enough to bring her to another orgasm. Jo ran her tongue down Mike's hard shaft. She licked his balls which were now becoming sore from the tug-of-war going on. Jo pulled Mike's ball sack up and away from Tom's stomach to give her a better view. The second she saw Tom's cock embedded in Mike's ass her orgasm rippled through her loins. Jo's body went stiff and she pushed her pussy back against Tom's face, not caring if his mouth was open or not. Jo felt Tom's slightly stubbed face scratch her sensitive pussy lips and her orgasm intensified. Mike was still as he watched his girlfriend not only accept his new found pleasure, but was so turned on by it that she was climaxing. He was so in love with her at this moment.




The Games People Play Ch. 02



Tom was slowly grinding his hard cock into Mike's pussy as Jo wiggled and pushed against his face. Pussy juice was flowing down the sides of his face and onto his neck. Jo finally had to get off of Tom's face, her pussy was just too sore. Besides she wanted to get behind them to see better. Jo crawled next to the boys until she came up between Tom's legs from behind. 

This was the first time that Tom and Mike actually made eye contact. Mike looked down into Tom's eyes. His face was wet with Jo's pussy juice. The smell was familiar and intoxicating to Mike. He leaned forward, almost touching noses with Tom. Tom reached up and grabbed onto Mike's ass as he began to thrust his cock up into him. This gave Tom a different angle and Mike liked it. Mike dropped his head down in submission, their cheeks grazing each other as he let Tom fuck him. Mike was moaning as Tom's cock pushed it way deep into his insides. The smell of Jo's pussy was stronger as the sides of their cheeks rubbed against each other. Mike's cock was pressing between their bodies and the fucking motion made Mike feel as though his cock was being jacked between their stomachs. 

Mike lifted his head slightly and moaned as Tom's thrusts became longer and more assertive. Tom turned his head slightly as Mike did the same. Their lips sliding along each other as the sexual frenzy increased. Jo's pussy juice acted as a lubricant as their lips rubbed together. Their breathing became heavy. They could feel each other's heart pounding against each other. Tom squeezed Mike's ass cheeks pulling them apart to allow him just a little more access. If that weren't enough, they both could feel Jo's hot breath as she closed in for a better look.

Their lips barely touching as Tom continued to thrust his cock in and out of the muscular figure hovering above him. Tom was fucking the most masculine man he has ever laid eyes on. Here he was, scarcely able to get a woman in bed with him because of his nerd like personality, fucking a gorgeous man. The image was becoming too much for Tom to hold back any longer. Mike's hot lips were gently touching his lips, the smell of Jo's juices, and his tight ass clinching beneath the palms of his hands made Tom melt into Mike's essence. Tom surrendered his mouth to Mike hoping to be accepted in. Tom let his lips part encouraging Mike to take the next step. Tom thrusts his cock deep into Mike until he felt his balls being pulled tight by Jo.

Mike felt Tom's lips part. Risking the next step would either seal their friendship or destroy it. Mike knew deep down that he wanted to be fucked by Tom again and again. Tom's cock hit all the right places deep within. Mike opened his eyes to see Tom looking back at him. Tom's eyes were filled with compassion and lust. Mike melted into him taking every risk he could. Mike felt Tom's hands move up his torso and embrace him. Mike's mouth opened up and he let his tongue slide into Tom's mouth. Tom's tongue was quick to meet Mike's as they lovingly caressed each other. They each let out a sigh of relief as the emotions transferred between them.

Mike could feel Tom's cock flinch and expand against his entrance. Mike's ass was on fire and needed to be fucked. Tom withdrew his cock and slowly reinserted it back into Mike. Mike moaned into Tom's mouth. Tom returned the pleasure as he moaned back into Mike. Tom continued his thrusting as Jo continued to massage his balls. Jo leaned in and took Tom's balls into her mouth at the same time she used a wet finger and slowly inserted into his ass. Tom lifted Mike up as he felt Jo penetrate him. Tom held on tightly to Mike as his body shuddered and his cock began to pump its load deep inside. Mike could feel the pulsing cock and felt his own cock spray his seed between their bodies.

Jo was frantically moving her own hand in and out of her pussy. She inserted Tom's balls into her mouth, her face staring at Mike's ass and the root of Tom's cock. Knowing that the full length of Tom's cock was deep inside her man was driving her to another orgasm. Tom pushed his cock as deep as it would go and remained still when he felt Jo begin to finger fuck his tight little hole. She wasn't expecting to be able to feel Tom cumming, but her tongue was along Tom's ball sack when she felt his cock pulse and the stream begin to move through his cock and into Mike's ass. Jo released Tom's balls for fear of biting down on them as another orgasm moved through her body.

Jo moved up to the boys as they began to separate. She could smell the raw sex and man sweat. She could see Mike's cum smeared across Tom's stomach. Jo ran her fingertip through the hot liquid scooping up a glob and placing it on Mike's lips. She kissed him deeply as they shared the taste of his cum. As she finished kissing Mike she eagerly scooped another finger full and repeated her performance with Tom. She was able to gather one more kiss worth of cum on her finger. She spread a little on Mike's lips and a little on Tom's. Without hesitation Mike leaned down and kissed Tom, sealing the three as lovers.



The Games People Play Ch. 1 & 2



~Disclamer- WWF and all related wrestlers do not belong to me. Reina Thurston/Mistress Blue Rose and Serj are wrestlers from my imagination. This work is a product of my overactive imagination, and soley for entertainment purposes~

Ch.1- Asserting Dominance

Reina Thurston could hear the roar of the awaiting crowd and a knot formed in the pit of her stomach. She looked down at her attire with a groan: dark blue leather body suit, practically painted on her small body, and a dark blue cloak wrapped around her from shoulder to floor. The bright blue curls of her hair contrasted nicely with the darkness. 

Fuck.

How was she supposed to wrestle in this? How was she supposed to wrestle in front of all those people? She let out a long sigh. What if she forgot her lines or threw up in the ring?

Training camp was different. Rehearsals were different. There hadn’t been a hundred thousand people at either of those. This was real. This was the WWF. This was Raw is War. She was Mistress Blue Rose, The Undertaker and Kane's little sister. Fuck. This was too god damned deep, too surreal.

How the fuck had she let Kevin talk her into this? Asshole wouldn't even get in the ring himself anymore, but talked her into following this dream of hers. Damn him. She would feel better if he were here with her, but he had something 'urgent' come up. Reina knew what that something was, though she wouldn't admit it to herself. It was the same something that he'd have come up many times over the last year: Scott Hall. 

Reina nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt a large, heavy hand rest carefully on her small shoulder. She turned to find an almost 7 feet tall mass of muscles looking at her with concern. "Are you ok, Little One?" A smile crossed her tight face at his term of endearment for her. Mark. Bless his heart, he was still worried that she wasn't ready for this. He was probably right...

"Not as ok as I would like to be, Mark. Far from it. I am scared to death" she confessed to him and he wrapped his massive arm around her shoulder. The two of them had become friends since Vince had come up with her role, her gimmick. She had been relieved to know that he wasn't as dark and brooding as the scripts portrayed him to be. 

A soft smile crossed his lips. "Don't worry about it, Reina. If you choke up, just give me or Glenn a look, and we will help you out. Hell, we. . . I. . . can do all of talking if you want me to. Fuck knows I always have something to say." They both laughed at his admission. Mark Calloway was never at a loss for words.

Reina wasn't worried about choking up, not really. She knew that once she was out there that she would be fine. What she was worried about was saying to hell with the script and beating the shit out of Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley for real. "That's not it, Mark. What I am scared of is putting the whore in the hospital...Or her grave." A dark gleam flashed in her eye then, dark enough to make even the Deadman flinch. 

There was definitely no love lost between the two women, Mark noted to himself, and he couldn't blame Reina for it either- Stephanie had been a bitch to her ever since she started training camp. Reina had tried to ignore her, but Steph wouldn't leave it be. Finally, not being able to take it anymore, Reina clocked her right in the jaw during rehearsal one day. Vince hadn't done a damn thing to her, either. He probably figured it would make the ring rivalry more real. Mark knew that this was a good sign.

Reina noticed the red mass known as Kane walking toward them. Glenn Jacobs wasn't much different in real life than the character he played- kind hearted and soft spoken. His face wasn't mangled like the story read, but he did have light scars over his face and chest from the burn he suffered so many years ago. 

Reina saw the smile that appeared on his face when he saw her, and she returned it. The one thing she knew wouldn't be hard for them to do is act like siblings in front of the crowd, for he already called her Lil Sis backstage. It was nice to be cared for.

Fixing his mask over his face as he arrived, Glenn pulled her in a tight hug, reassuring her that she would be ok, that everything was gonna work out fine. She returned the hug and started to speak when she heard the music cue up. The butterflies knotted in her stomach again and her face paled. She looked up at her two 'brothers' for support, which they gladly gave her.

"Come on" they chimed "The crowd awaits you, Mistress."

*****

Hunter Hearst Helmsley peered around Vince McMahon's cramped office, and tried not to laugh aloud as the old bastard chewed out half of the people in here with them, Reina in particular. Apparently Vince was none to happy about her putting Steph in the hospital. He wasn't sure of everything that had transpired earlier that night, but he had seen enough to know that it wasn't pretty.

He was sitting in the lounge, feeling sorry for himself, when Road Dogg had burst in screaming "Slut's getting her ass KICKED, dude" and turned on the monitor. Hunter didn't really care- his wife deserved every ass kicking she got- but he was not prepared for what was flashing out of the screen in front of him. 

He had expected to see Reina whipping Steph in a street brawl, but she was doing some serious wrestling moves: Dropkicks, clotheslines, gorilla press slams, a hurricanranna followed by a senton slash and a rolling German suplex.

A rolling German suplex?! 

Women never did maneuvers like that in the ring...They might brake a nail! Hunter chuckled to himself. Obviously Reina wasn't a preening beauty, and the crowd ate it up like nothing he had ever seen. It was about fucking time the women here started wrestling instead of sucking dick.

Road Dogg hollered "What the FUCK is THAT?" and nudged Hunter, who had turned away from the TV briefly. When his eyes focused on it again his jaw dropped and he couldn't answer his friend. He had no idea what the fuck Reina had Steph in; some kind of submission move he had never seen ANYONE do.

She had Stephanie on her stomach, with her right leg hooked under Steph's neck and her left leg hooked under Steph's's right leg. She was pulling Steph's left arm and leg toward her, leaning back as far as she could, and her feet were locked together between her legs. "Jesus, that has to hurt like hell... wish I had thought of it" Hunter admitted out loud.

Stephanie tapped out almost immediately after Reina got it locked in, but Reina didn't care. She seemed to be in her own world, driven by hatred. She cared for nothing but the limp woman she had control of, and Hunter mused that 'Mistress' seemed to fit her perfectly. Fuck, the display was turning him on...For 5 minutes she held Steph like that, not relenting even when Kane and 'Taker tried to pry them apart. Finally the entire security team was able to break them up, and they immediately placed Stephanie on a stretcher and carted her off to the hospital. Reina grabbed the mic and got the crowd chanting "Let her body hit the floor" mocking Steph's entrance theme. Kane and 'Taker were shouting with her. Fuck she had powerful friends. Hunter was glad he wasn't her enemy.

Vince had chewed his ass for not going to the hospital with his wife, as if Hunter gave a flying shit about the bitch. He didn't give a damn how bad she was hurt or even if she was still alive. He stopped caring about her a long time ago...

He did, however, want to get to know the woman who was blatantly ignoring Vince at this very moment. She intrigued him like no woman ever had, simply because she had a love for the business and didn't mind breaking the rules. You could see it in her eyes. Passionate eyes. Hungry eyes. It was no wonder Kevin found her so attractive. She was all woman but not dainty. 

Perfect.

Reina felt someone staring at her, and was suddenly brought out of her daydream. The buzzing in her head still hadn't gone away, even though it had been almost an hour since the match. Her knees were killing her from having kept that hold locked in for so long, but the adrenalin pumped the pain away as quickly as it came. She wasn't even listening to Vince rant anymore. Bastard.

She looked around to find the being that was burning a hole through her flesh, and a jolt of electricity shot through her when she found him. Their gazes locked, and she could feel the heat in the small office build up between them. She felt a tingling well within her muscles that she hadn't felt in a great while. She couldn't put her finger on what it was, so raw, so intense...

Longing. That was it. Intense longing. Fuck.

She let her gaze fall down his face to the lustful smile that rested on his pale pink lips that begged to be tasted. Fuck. Could he tell what he was doing to her? Could he feel the arc of heat between them?

"Are you listening to me, god damnit?" Reina's head snapped around to face Vince once again. What the fuck was he saying? "I should fire you for this, Reina. What the fuck gives you the right to do whatever the hell you want out there?" he growled at her, his voice seething with anger. Reina laughed in his face. "Fire me? Bullshit Vince. Too many of the fans loved watching me kick the shit out of the cunt... it wouldn't be economially sound for you to fire me."

Their eyes stayed locked for several heartbeats before Vince conceded and turned away. She couldn't believe it. She had won. She had out witted the boss. The Blue Rose was here to stay, like it or not. 

With that thought she slowly arose from her chair and calmly walked out of the office with a confident smile on her pouty full lips. She didn't notice the hazel eyes that followed her until she was out of sight...

Ch.2- Allure of the Game

“So all I have to do is go out there and look pretty while they beat the hell out of Booker and Test... that’s what you are saying, right?” Reina questioned Vince, her voice thick with anger. “I already told you I wasn’t going to be eye candy. I came into this business to actually wrestle, Vince. This is total bullshit, and I will NOT do it” Bastard.

Vince leaned back in his chair and propped his feet up on his desk. He had expected this reaction and already prepared a counter. “Fine. You don’t have to... But if you don’t that means you aren’t part of Royal Rumble... at all”...At least not until you find out Stephanie is going to be at ringside during ‘Taker and Kane’s match against Booker and Test ...he added to himself with a smile. He knew he shouldn’t promote the rivalry between Reina and his daughter, but the fans had loved it too much. Besides, he was sure he could keep Reina from hurting Steph too badly...

Reina held his gaze for a few heartbeats and relented. “Fine, I can deal with that. But who the fuck are you going to get to replace me for the women’s title match against Lita?” she challenged. She knew Molly was already scheduled for a match, and Jacqueline wasn’t even in Atlanta, so she took a gamble that Vince hadn’t thought about that. Judging his fallen expression, she could see that the gamble paid off, so she continued. “I fought for that shot, and I will be damned if I am not going to get it tonight... The fans are counting on it” She knew he wouldn’t be able to deny the fans what they wanted. Greedy bastard. 

“She’s right about that, Vince.” a soft husky voice drawled from behind her. She turned around and saw Hunter leaning against the doorframe, arms folded across his chest and his signature smirk on his face. She felt a tingle ripple through her entire body and thought 'Jesus, he’s hot'... “The fans are expecting their match, and if they don’t get it... Well, you know it won’t make them happy with you.” Hunter’s eyes inspected every curve of Reina’s body as he spoke, and he felt the growth in his jean shorts. He had come to discuss his match against Duane with Vince, but now... fuck... Now all he wanted to do was bend Reina over the desk...

“This is not your concern, Hunter.” Vince stated plainly, snapping Hunter out of his thoughts and causing Reina to turn and face him again. The old man was right-it wasn’t his concern, and he had no idea why he was taking Reina’s side. There was just something about her that intrigued him. Excited him. “No, Vince, it’s not. But do you have someone to replace her in the match?” Defeated, Vince shook his head no.

Reina had no idea why Hunter was taking her side on this. Hell, she didn’t even really know him at all, but she was thankful for the help. “So I guess I will be participating in the women’s title match but NOT parading around like some tramp. Correct?” She couldn’t help but get a tingle of excitement when Vince lowered his head and nodded. It was so easy to manipulate the old bastard. “I’m glad you see it my way. I will be going to get dressed now, Vince. Pleasure doing business with you.” 

When she turned to exit, Hunter was still in the doorway. Staring. A shiver went up her spine when his gaze drifted down her body, and she could feel her cheeks flush. Damn. What the hell was it about him that made her brain buzz and her body go numb? She waited for him to move out of the way, but it was obvious he wasn’t going to do anything but stand there like an idiot and stare at her. She wanted to say ‘Get the fuck out of my way’ or ‘Take a fucking picture’ but the only thing that made it out was “Excuse me, I would like to leave.” Fuck. How lame... Did he hear her voice shaking?

Hunter’s eyes snapped to her face when she spoke, and he realized he had been gawking like a school boy. It was as if her very presence had cast a spell on him. The way her eyes burned through his. The way the soft blue curls of her hair caressed her shoulders and hips. The way her flesh seemed to beg to be touched... Jesus, what the fuck was wrong with him? He turned his body to the side, giving her just enough room to pass through, and she regarded him for a moment before doing so. She tried to not to touch him as she passed, but it was unavoidable, and when the tips of her fingers grazed across the bare flesh of his leg an electric current shot through both of them. 

Fuck. This was going to be a very long night...

*****

Reina was sitting in her dressing room watching Mark and Glenn beat the shit out of Booker T and Test not really caring about it. She tried to rehearse for her upcoming match as well, but that had failed miserably. She couldn’t keep her mind off Hunter’s hazel eyes and golden hair. The curves of his body. The tan of his flesh. The way that flesh had felt when she touched it...

What the fuck was that? She turned her attention back to the monitor and her eyes flashed red. That CUNT! When the fuck did she get here? God damn it! Stephanie was in the ring with a chair, beating on an unconscious ‘Taker. What the fuck did I miss? Shouldn’t she still be in recovery? Reina’s mind raced. Why the fuck hadn’t she gone to ringside like Vince had wanted her to? Did Vince know his slut daughter was here? Who the fuck did Stephanie think she was, anyway? 

Reina looked down at herself. Fuck. She was still wearing a pair of ripped out jeans and blue Nike sports bra... she hadn’t even taken her boots off. Fuck it. She had to show that bitch what interfering in her partners’ match would cost her, so she flung the door of her dressing room open and ran down the corridor... and smacked right into Hunter, who was preparing for his match. 

Fuck. No time... “Get the fuck outta my way, god damn it!” she yelled as she pushed against him, cursing her body for the warmth it felt because of his. “What’s the rush?” he inquired, and she moved passed him mumbling something about having to kill a stupid whore. Stupid whore? Who the fuck- “Oh-oh! Little girl Blue just found out that Slutany is in the building!” Hunter heard someone yell. Oh fuck. He ran down the corridor to catch her, but he was too late. He heard Reina’s music cue up and saw the crowd jump to their feet..

Reina heard her entrance music, ‘Psycho Holiday’ by Pantera, cue up as soon as she broke out behind the backstage curtain and laughed to herself. What a bastard... he set up his own daughter. Everyone was laid out both in and out of the ring... everyone but Stephanie that is. By the time Reina got to the ring Stephanie was just breaking through the ropes on the other side. Launching herself across Mark’s chest, Reina dove for the foot of her enemy... and caught it! Stephanie’s eyes widened and she pleaded for Reina to let her go, but Reina just stood there holding her foot, her eyes glazed a in a dark blue fury... 

Vince watched the monitor with a devious smile when his daughter was once again locked in that damn submission move-Tangled up in Blue it had come to be known-and felt only the slightest twinge of guilt when tears streamed down Stephanie’s face. She immediately started tapping in hopes that Reina would let up, but Reina just laughed at her and locked it in tighter. The crowd went wild and started chanting “Let her body hit the floor!” Vince just smiled and relaxed to watch the show...

Hunter didn’t really care about his estranged wife, but fuck, Reina was gonna break her neck! As he watched Reina untangle Steph only to throw it back on again, he battled with his own thoughts. God damn, watching Reina show no mercy on the woman she hated made Hunter hot as hell, but he knew it wasn’t fair to Steph to let Reina torture her... Then it hit him... 

The crowd would eat it up if he went out there and evened out the playing field...

Reina opened her eyes and tried to breathe. What the fuck just happened? One minute she had Stephanie Tangled and the next thing she knew she was laid out in pain... She felt like she just got hit by a Mac truck. Her ribs ached and her head was swimming, and she shook her head in attempt to clear her mind, to focus. Had Test or Booker recovered and plowed her? Then she heard it... the music... “I am the game you don’t wanna play me. I am control, no way you can shake me. I am heavy debt, no way you can pay me. I am the pain, no way you can take me...” 

That fucking ASSHOLE! 

Reina looked up in time to see Hunter give that smug smile as he walked away from his helpless wife. What the fuck? If he wasn’t there to help Stephanie then why the fuck HAD he come out there? Before Reina could ponder this any further, her world went black...

Every man in the locker room jumped when the door flew open and Mark stormed in carrying a dazed, but finally awake, Reina. “Where the fuck is that bastard” he growled and everyone readily pointed toward the showers. Mark headed in that direction, but stopped when he felt a hand touch him lightly on the face. He looked down into blue eyes of fire. “No, Mark. Let me deal with this.” Reina sure as hell didn’t want to be near the bastard, but anger had control over her. Anger. Pain. Lust. 

“Are you sure, Little One? “ Mark didn’t like the idea, but he gently lowered her to her feet. He had learned from experience that when she set her mind on something there was no stopping her. She nodded her head slowly, methodically, and started toward the back, ignoring the whispers and cat calls she got as she walked through the locker room...

Hunter stood under the stream of hot water and hoped it would scald the fire that burned in his body. He could still feel the blue silk tresses of hair draped across his chest. The soft skin buckling under the force of his impact. The hardness of his cock pressed in the groove of her hip... He let his hand wander down to his manhood and a moan escaped his lips at his own touch couple with thoughts of her. Rhythmically he began stroking himself, and he wondered what her soft mouth would feel like wrapped around shaft. Jesus, it was driving him insane. The need for release overtook him and he increased his pace as his thoughts turned to the soft curves of her breasts, the tightness of her walls...




The Games People Play Ch. 3 & 4



~Disclamer- WWF and all related wrestlers do not belong to me. Reina Thurston/Mistress Blue Rose and Serj are wrestlers from my imagination. This work is a work of my overactive imagination, and soley for entertainment purposes~

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Ch.3- Time to Play the Game

Reina woke up and reached across the bed, only to find that she was alone. Again. That fucking bastard. This was the eighth time in the last month that Kevin had left after she had fallen asleep. She knew where he was, and offhandedly wondered how much money he spent on late night flights running to Scott. Bastards. They deserved each other.

She flung her legs over the side of the small hotel bed and focused her eyes on the clock.12:42, it read. 12 fucking 42. Nice. She carefully put on a sports bra and a pair of old ripped out jeans, and her aching body groaned at the motion. When her foot caught in one of the knee holes she cringed from the pain. Her knee was wrenched from tonight's match. The Tangle she was really putting a strain on her knees. 

Chris Jericho locking in the Walls of Jericho hadn’t helped them get better at all.

How the fuck Vince had talked her into getting into the ring with Chris, she hadn’t a clue. It was supposed to have been a cut down match. Nothing more. But he shot off his mouth one two many times and she dropped kicked him to shut him the hell up. The fans had loved it. For 15 minutes they brawled, and Reina didn't do too bad of a job holding her own. She knew there was no way she was going to beat him unless she locked in the Tangle, and all hopes of that had diminished when he got her in the Walls. Fuck. God damn that hold hurt. It was all she could do not to tap out, but she wouldn't let herself lose. She couldn't. It wasn't in her nature. She didn't want this to be her first loss. 

Fuck it was killing her knees.

Just as she was about to tap, she felt Chris release the hold. No, not release... get pushed out of it was more like it. Someone had speared him from his blind side, and she was thankful as hell to be out of that damn hold... Until she was able to see who her savior was. She felt the heat flush her cheeks at the sight of him as she remembered the night in the shower room during Royal Rumble. His hand stroking his gorgeous cock... She shook her head. A combination of anger mixed with desire pumped adrenalin through her body. She wanted to feel his lips on hers, his hardness inside of her...

Letting the anger take over, she tried to regain her composure, needed to show him what interfering in one of her match for a second time would cost him...How fucking dare he treat me like a helpless little girl... She crawled off of the mat and charged right for him...

Reina shook her head and sighed. She figured since she was up she might as well get something to eat, so she walked down to the all night diner across the street...

Hunter never saw what hit him as he flipped over the top rope onto the concrete floor below. He initially assumed it was Jericho that had slammed into him, but the form was to small to be a man... Reina. Reina had clotheslined him and knocked him out of the ring after he had gone out there to help her. What an ungrateful bitch. He couldn't blame her though. He had done the same thing to many of his buddies when they ran out to 'save' him. 

His body still ached from the impact with the concrete, but he needed to get out of the room so he walked over to the mirror to make sure the bandages were still wrapped correctly around his bruised ribs. After his inspection was done, he felt hunger gnaw at his stomach, so he got dressed and quietly walked out the door to the diner across the street...

and found Reina sitting in a corner booth, alone, absently picking at her food. He could see by the look on her face that Kevin had left again, and he remembered all the times he was in the position she was now. Hunter shook his head. Moron. Didn't he know what he had? Did he really believe that the boozing womanizer loved him? 

Fucking moron. "Is this seat taken?" Hunter drawled. He knew she was pissed at him because of earlier, but he had to be near her, had to smell her. What the fuck was wrong with him? It wasn't like him to feel like this for anyone. Not since Duane left him.

Reina peered up at him with slitted eyes. Fuck. She was too tired and emotionally distressed to fight with him. "Oh, so now you feel the need to ask me questions before doing whatever you damn well please" Her voice was thick with sarcasm, but she waved her hand and motioned for him to sit down. "Be my guest" 

Hunter sat down across from her, not sure what to say now that he had gotten his way. He had expected a hell no at the very least, but she just sat there looking very defeated by life. He knew he had to make up for what Kevin was doing to her. The pain and anguish she was hiding in those deep Reina eyes was too much for him to bear.

"I am sorry about earlier. You looked like you needed some help, and I know from experience that Chris never lets go of that hold until his opponent taps out of it. I know you well enough to know you would have passed out before you tapped out." 

She tossed her head back in laughter, and a soft blue lock of hair fell across her delicate cheek. He couldn't help but remember how that hair had felt against his skin, and a tingle started in his abdomen. Damn her... Damn himself for letting her get to him this way.

Reina couldn't stop her eyes from tracing every line on his handsome face and down to the exquisite flesh of his neck. Memories flooded her brain then. Memories of him on top of her in the ring... stroking himself in the shower after Royal Rumble... A fire flashed in her eyes as she gazed into the hazel abyss of his. She couldn't hide it anymore. She had to have him. "Sorry, huh? How sorry are you? How do you think you can make it up to me?" The lust in her voice sent a shiver up Hunter's spine, and without a word he stood up, grabbed her hand and led her out of the diner...

Neither of them remembered the walk to her hotel room or how they wound up on the springy bed. The passion was too high, the heat to prominent for either of them to know anything but what their bodies felt like meshed together. This was getting dangerous. Fuck.

Hunter captured her crimson lips in his own, the mere taste of her sending him close to the edge. As he darted his velvet tongue between her hungry lips, she let a finger trail down from his neck to the rippled flesh of his chest. She was rewarded with a deep growl, and the sound forced her hips upward to grind his. "Take me" she moaned into his mouth with so much passion that Hunter thought he would go insane if he didn't comply. 

He parted Reina's legs with his own, and when he entered her sex she began to shake violently. Jesus, how could he get her to the point of orgasm without even doing anything? She rocked her hips to meet his frenzied thrust. Fuck. Was this even really happening? She could feel him pounding her with the blind fury of a madman. Never had she felt this way. Not even with Kevin. Relentlessly he pushed into her, and she had to bite down on his shoulder to keep from screaming as her orgasm approached. The taste of blood that her teeth had coaxed to the surface of his skin mixed with his lustful sweat sent her over the edge.

The grip of her teeth and hands clawing at his flesh made Hunter's thrust intensify, and he felt as if he was going to explode from the inside out. Never had he felt such raw emotions when he had been with anyone. The gripping of the walls of her cunt around his manhood drove him to madness, and he was relieved to feel the pressure inside of him release. "Oh god, Blue. How do you do this to me" Hunter's voice was caught in the same whirlwind his body was. Passion. Longing. Desire. Release. Confusion. Reina couldn't find the words to answer him; she was too trapped in the animalistic fury that raged between their sweat covered bodies. She felt his seed fill her and was pushed over again, her sex milking his shaft until he had nothing left to give. God damn she felt good wrapped around him.

They lay there entangled in one another for a long time, both of them afraid to move, to break the spell that had fallen over them. They knew that the reality of what had just transpired would hit them in full force later, but then... Right then they were more than content to lay there wrapped in each others arms and let sleep fall upon them like a warm blanket.

Reina watched Hunter's face as he drifted quietly into slumber. So different in sleep. So peaceful. Not a care in the world. She twirled a golden tress of his hair between her fingers, and he nuzzled his head down in the crook of her shoulder and moaned at her touch. She finally let herself join him in a peaceful slumber of her own.

Hunter rolled over in his sleep and awoke with a start when he felt the soft small form beside him. Where the fuck was he? "How the hell did I get here?"

Then it all came rushing back to him in a flood. He was with Reina, in her hotel room. They had... they were... Fuck. 

He glanced at the clock and realized he had been here for almost 4 hours resting easily in her welcome arms. He found himself watching her chest heave up and down in her deep slumber, the rise and fall of her full breasts capturing his eyes as if he were in a trance. So delicate. So soft. So...

Fuck. 

Carefully he rolled off of the bed and began to dress himself. He took a sharp breath as his elbow grazed his ribs, and he bit his lip to keep from crying out. He didn't want to wake her. If she was awake he knew he wouldn't leave. She rolled away from him and fell back into rest. He knew he had to get back to his room and figure out wait to do about this, about their new relationship.

Relationship? Fuck that. She was just a one night fling, he told himself. A conquest. A fuck. A game. His game. The game. He wouldn't allow himself to think of it as anything more. If he did that then he would get weak, broken... controlled. Like Duane had made him. 

No, he wasn't going to go through that again.

When she was sure he was gone, Reina sat up one the edge of the bed and looked at the clock. 5:13. For 4 hours she had played the game, had the game resting like a wounded child in her embrace. And she didn't know what to make of how it made her feel... how he made her feel.

Bastard. He wasn't supposed to have this effect on her. He was supposed to be a tool to get back at Kevin. A fuck. A game... A game... The Game... What the fuck did he mean it was time to play the game? Did he really believe he was all that hype that he portrayed for the fans? What the fuck was the game exactly? And why did it feel so good to play...

With a deep sigh she laid back down on the bed, hoping sleep would blanket her thoughts, make her forget the hardness of him, the sweetness of him. Sleep soon came, but it didn't take him out of her mind. His voice haunted her dreams. His smell hovered all around her. 

Ch.4- Breaking the Chains

Vince had lost his fucking mind. If Reina had ever doubted that before, she was certain of it now. He was absolutely fucking nuts. 

Senile. Gone. Bonkers. 

"Would you like to fucking repeat that, Vince?" She wanted to make sure she heard him right, that the words 'I want you to leave Deadman Inc. and ally with Hunt' actually flew out of the crazy bastard's mouth. And again those words came out at her. 

Idiot. Moron. Fucktard.

"You have really lost your crackers, haven't you Vince? Why in the blue fuck would I leave them and ally with HIM??? I will be damned if I am gonna be their enemies in the ring Vince. And I can guaren-goddamn-tee you that they won't go for it either." Fire shot from her eyes at the old man, and it took all the restraint she had not to fly across the desk and pound his cocky ass. 

To be with Hunter in the ring, to feel his body while they performed... it was too dangerous. His smell would intoxicate her, make her lose focus. But she could use him to get where she wanted in this company, and she knew it. Was it too dangerous to be close to him professionally? 

"Oh, you aren't going against the Brothers Grim, Reina. No, no, no, no... One even better." She didn't like the vile grin that spread across his face before he finished. "You and Hunt are going to be taking on Rocky in a handicap mat--" What the fuck did he just say? That she was going to be in a handicap match with the two strongest opponents in the WWF?

Nuts. Crazy. Psycho.

"Fuck that, Vince. First of all, I don't trust Hunter any farther than I can throw him. Second of all, I will be damned if I am gonna team with him AGAINST Duane. And third of all, why the fuck do I get the feeling that this is just to pay me back for fucking up that slut of a daughter of yours?" She had found out 2 days ago that she had put Steph in the hospital again after Thursday's Smackdown. Too bad she would be getting out soon; she was really hoping she would stay gone this time. She didn’t know if she wanted to be in the ring with Hunter. Those soft pink lips. The smell of spice and lust...

God this was a good career move though. What if she could talk Vince into letting her dump the whole Mistress thing as part of it... "Tell you what Vince. If I can go out there as who I want to be instead of Mistress Blue, I'll do it." Heartbeat. "But I am not going against Duane, Vince." Heartbeat. She hoped like hell she knew what she was doing.

"And just what gives you the right to dictate to me how things should be, little girl?" He didn't seem mad, but instead rather amused. Reina smiled sweetly. "The money I make you and your daughter's life, Vince, that's what." His face dropped. She gazed at him innocently. She wouldn't do that... would she? After a few tense moments, Vince declared his defeat. "Fine. You win. But Hunter and Duane are still gonna fight. I will just have you go out there and blindside Hunter for revenge." He paused long enough to collect his thoughts. Reina agreed. She wanted nothing more than to get back at the muscled fury of desire that had her next to madness...

*****

Hunter watched his lover, Serj, and Reina rehearse in the ring with a mixture of wanting and cunning. He had broken the young man without trying, but he still hadn't controlled the woman. Damn. Was he getting soft? Did he actually care for this woman?

Shaking his head to rid himself of questions he couldn't answer, he called for them to stop. He had to get a grip on himself, had to get her out of his mind completely before he gave into the weakness she instilled in him. "Serj, why don't you go get us some lunch, Hon." Obediently Serj hopped out of the ring to go fetch them lunch. Just like a fucking dog. No challenge. No question. So boring.

When they were alone, Hunter noticed that Reina hadn't left the ring. She just stood there, staring at him with those beautiful blue eyes. She hadn't spoken to him in almost a month, had carefully avoided his attempts to get her again. He had to have her, and he didn't know why. It was driving him mad.

"We need to talk, Hunter." The words were husky in her throat. She had tried avoiding him completely after that last night. It was too dangerous to be near him. But here he was, alone, in front of her, roaming her body with those damned abyssal eyes of his. Damn him for being so irresistible.

Her heart raced as he climbed in the ring, and she took a cautionary step back.

Too close. He was too close.

He sat down across from where she was standing and motioned for her to sit as well. "What is it that we need to talk about?" God his voice drove her insane with wanting, with lust. Fire welled in her stomach as she sat across from him, and her voice caught in her throat.

"I want you" was the exasperated claim Hunter heard from her lips, and a tingle spread through his muscles. "And I know you want me. But this game has to stop, Hunter. The rules change too much." Fuck, was he buying this? Could she convince him that this is what she wanted?

"What game, Blue?” he questioned innocently. “My name is Reina. You know my name is Reina. Why the fuck do you call me Blue?” the confidence and anger she wanted her voice to contain had fled her. Fuck. Damn him. Hunter regarded her with an amused smirk that made her heart skip. How the fuck did he do this to her? “Because I like the name Blue... As I was saying... you know as well as I do that us teaming together will drive the crowds nuts. This is a smart move for both of us. The woman they hate to love and the man they love to hate together." He knew that she was talking about a different game, the one they played behind the curtain, but he didn't want her to know how much she affected his mind... His body...

Reina stared at him. He had a point. He could take her career to the high she wanted it to be. She had used so many people since she got here that she should be used to it by now. Besides this had been her idea, though she doubted he was aware of that. Pain flashed in her eyes when she remembered the look on Mark's face when she told him she was moving on, that she didn't need him anymore. It's not like he was ever there anyway, right?

"You know damn well that's not what I meant. No more backstage encounters. No more midnight encounters... No more mistakes. In the ring- that's the only place we are near each other, understand?" The bait had been set. She knew he couldn't resist a challenge, back away from a fight. She just hoped she knew what the hell she was doing. Hunter didn't know what to think. She just told him to stay away, that there relationship... is that what they had?... was in ring only. Fuck. Now he wanted her more. Was that her intent? Was she trying to make him lose focus? What the hell did she want from him, anyway? Did she know what this was doing to him?

Fuck.

"Fine. When we aren't here, we aren't anything. Think you can handle that?" Maybe if he pushed her buttons she would falter. If he were honest with himself, he would know that his facade was bullshit, that he wasn't using her to get back at Stephanie. But he couldn't think about that now. All he could allow himself to think about was what was good for him, what he had to do to get back to the top. If that meant using Duane again, fine. If it meant using Serj, fine. If that meant using Reina...



The Games People Play Ch 5 & 6



~Disclamer- WWF and all related wrestlers do not belong to me. Reina Thurston/Mistress Blue Rose and Serj are wrestlers from my imagination. This work is a product of my overactive imagination, and solely for entertainment purposes~ 

~Abrupt Goodbyes~

Hunter stood in the middle of the room staring at the young man in front of him, not really hearing him anymore. Serj was dumping him. Serj was quitting the game. Was he allowed to do that? Was that even possible? Did Hunter even care?

"I am sorry, Hunter. I do care for you, but--" A snort from Hunter cut him off short. 

"But what?" the older man's eyes burned a hole through the younger's chest. "But I care for your whore of a wife more?" Hunter snickered to himself. What a moron. Even he knew better than think Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley cared for anyone but herself.

He let out a content sigh, hoping the defeat in his voice wasn't evident to Serj. "Fine, you go be happy with Steph. You keep telling yourself that she thinks you're special, that she will change for you. But I hope you have a backup plan, pal. I hope you have someone to pick up the pieces after she shatters your spirit, because if you come to me, I swear I will kill you to put you out of your misery" With that he walked out the door. He didn't know where he was going, and truthfully he didn't care. 

As he walked around the hotel, he passed many of his peers- if they could be called that anymore. He hardly knew anyone anymore, noting how many of them were new, younger than he was. Younger, brighter, happier, and more colorful. Colorful... The word stuck in his mind and gnawed at his insides. Blue... he had to go see Reina. He needed to feel her soft fingers wipe the tears from his hardened face. He needed her to make the pain go away. 

But what about their agreement?

As he turned the corner he realized that his insides knew that before his mind did- he was already in front of the door to her hotel room. Cursing himself, he lightly knocked on the slightly opened door. He could hear her... crying? "Can I come in?" No answer. What the hell had Kevin done to her? He pushed the door open and saw her sitting on the edge of the bed, reading what looked like a letter.

A letter... it hit him then. He was not the only one who had been thrown away that night...

Reina barely noticed when Hunter closed the door and crossed the room to sit beside her; all she could see was the bullshit note that Kevin had left her:

**My Dearest Reina, I am sorry it had to be this way, Baby. I know how much you looked forward to seeing me after your match tonight, but I was afraid I wouldn’t go if I saw you. Truth is, Baby, I don’t know when I will be back, or if I will even be the same when I come back. Just please know that this past year has been wonderful to me, and that I love you…I know that this is a cowardly way to tell you all of this, but I am not very fucking good at deep conversations, and I didn’t want my stupidity to get in the way of what I am trying to say. Please tell Hunter that I am sorry I didn’t say bye to him, and that I love him too. I don’t know what else to say, Love. I am really sorry about this…I will call you as soon as I get settled in with Scott...**

Tears began to roll off of Reina's chin and onto the paper. A fucking 'Dear John' letter. What a coward. "I don’t know when I will be back, or if I will even be the same when I come back." What the fuck did he mean by that? Were they getting married? "…as soon as I get settled in with Scott..."

It hit her then, like a fucking train: he wasn’t going to visit Scott. He was going to live with Scott… be with Scott…He was leaving her for that double-crossing sleeze…

"What is it, Blue?" Hunter’s voice was thick with concern, and Reina wondered how long he had been there... Why *was* he there? Didn't they agree not to see each other outside the ring? And hadn’t she asked him NOT to call her Blue... She didn't care anymore, didn't know what to say to him. Too tired to play tonight... She handed him the letter and walked in the bathroom to run a bath without saying a word.

**I know that what I am doing is my fault, but seeing you do the things you have been doing is too difficult for me to bear... I just know I can never be what you need me to be... for you or Hunter... I can't be him and I can't be you- all I can do is be me... and I am in love with Scott, and I want to make up to him all the things I have done wrong... I love you both, if you can believe me... Kevin**

“That son of a BITCH!” Hunter's cry echoed off of the thin hotel walls- followed by a series of glasses crashing, chairs hitting the wall, and his fist, too, Reina imagined as she calmly soaked in the scalding hot water.

For a bout 15 minutes he raged before he fell onto the floor sobbing. Serj had just left him for his cunt wife. Kevin had left him for good, and for that no good asshole Hall. Not that it was a surprise to Hunter- he had seen Kevin do this many times, been the one that watched him go. 'You moron... Scott doesn't even love you...'

Reina stepped out of the bathroom, carefully navigating around the debris that lined her floor, wearing nothing but a towel hooked between her full, beautiful breasts. The tiny towel barely covered her small frame, and Hunter felt a yearning grow from deep within him. He no longer had to share her with anyone.

{Remember the agreement!}

"Are you done with your tantrum now, Hunter?" she inquired, running her hand down the length of the golden locks that adorned his head. There was a calm edge to both her voice and touch that sent chills down Hunter's spine. How can she be so damn calm?

"I think so" he smirked, surveying the damage around him. That grin again, Reina mused. The cocky grin that made her flesh melt. The grin that she could lose herself in again... 

Bastard.

"Did he have anything else interesting to say?" she questioned him as she walked across the room to stand over him. "That he is an ass, maybe. Or that he knew the whole fucking time that he was with me that he was using me... using you. That a worthless piece of shit who goes my the name of Scott Hall has him trained like one of Pavlov's dogs... " A fire smoldered behind her eyes and for a brief second Hunter could see the pain that was hiding behind the calm. He wished the pain would stay- the calm was scaring the shit out of him.

"I should have told you this was going to happen, Blue... I should have known he couldn't stay away from Scott for very long--"

"It's been a god damned fucking year, Hunt!" She whimpered like a child, but the calm remained on her face, in her dark blue eyes as Hunter pulled her to him on the floor. 

Dark blue? Had Hunter ever seen her eyes dark blue? Once, in a match with Stephanie. Reina had almost killed his wife just for being in the arena that night. The time he had interfered in her first match with Jericho. Every time she looked at Serj...

Dark blue- the color of calm hatred.

With a sigh Reina retrieved the letter off of the floor and finished reading it. Uncontrollable sobs wracked her chest, and Hunter didn't know how to make them stop. He had been through this enough times that he could control how long he grieved, but Reina... Reina had no idea of the games that these people played... the games that he started when he became THE GAME... 

"I love him, Hunter" she lied into his shirt."I still love him. I don't know why I love him... I knew this was going to happen. In my heart, I knew he was using me to keep his bed warm while memories of Scott kept his heart warm. I could see it when I first saw the two of them look at each other." 

Reina hoped that he was convinced. Maybe if she convinced him, she could keep lying to herself about it, keep telling herself that she did still love a man that never loved her in return. That she didn't love someone else...

She shook her head and sobbed against his chest, not because she had lost Kevin, but because she was losing the battle within herself. "I don't know what I am going to do, Hunter..." Her words trailed off when she looked up to gaze into the hazel abyss of Hunter's eyes. So soft... so deep...so...

Hunter captured her lips with his, feeling a fire burn deep within his soul. Damnit, how could she do this to him? No one had affected him like this. No one. Not Kevin. Not Shawn. Not Billy. Not Duane. Not Serj. 

Serj. The new kid. The submissive. The liar. At least the young man had the decency to break it off in person. Hunter had felt for him like had felt for no man, an intense raw passion that a weaker person might mistake for love... 

Love...

Was that what he felt for Reina? Was the Game actually in love with this woman with soft blue eyes and pale pink/white flesh that begged to be touched, to be caressed, to be... A deep growl echoed in Reina’s mouth when she softly pressed against the rough blue jeans covering Hunter's hardening cock. So easy to get to a man, to use a man... 

Why was she using him? Was she using him? She really had no idea. Nibbling at the tanned flesh of his neck caused him to arc against her. That damn tingle again. The tingle that started in her abdomen and stretched through her muscles, dulling her senses.


Fuck, they agreed...

Reina didn't stop him when he reached up to undo the towel, and she shivered when his velvety fingers grazed the sensitive flesh above the rough cotton. A moan escaped her when he leaned down and brushed a small nipple with his lips, the flesh hardening immediately to the touch. 

Damn him! It shouldn't be this easy for him to do, yet every part of her body that his lips touched responded, and she found herself unbuttoning his jeans with a frenzy. She wanted nothing more than to feel his hardness inside of her aching cunt, nothing more than for him to make love to her...

Was that what she wanted- for him to make love to her instead of fucking? The thought scared her and her mind raced. That couldn't be what she wanted, she told herself. He was nothing but a stepping stone, a way to the top, a game... a game... The Game...


The thought froze in her mind and she pulled away from his tender touch, confused. "Stop.. this isn't right..." she fumbled with the words. "You have to leave" She opened the door. Bewilderment was present all over his handsome face as he left. What the hell wasn't right? They had fucked and she hadn't a problem with it before. Or was the problem that this didn't feel like fucking? Had she felt the difference as he had? 

Had the rules of the game changed just then, without warning?

*****

Hunter couldn't believe his eyes. Reina was drunk. No, not drunk. She was fucking smashed, and pissed off at everyone. He had no idea how much Kevin leaving had effected her until then. At least he told himself it was Kevin. 

She had been in the process of telling Vince where to shove the women's title when Stephanie had walked in. A fire shot from Reina's eyes, and suddenly she was composed instead of swaggering under the effects of the alcohol. Suddenly she was calm instead of angry. Suddenly she didn't care anymore.

Fuck. She was too fast for him to stop her. In what seemed like an instant she appeared to fly across the room toward Steph. With one fluid motion Reina grabbed the woman she hated and put her head through the door and pulled it back out again. Stephanie passed out from the pain.

Hunter and Vince tried to stop her, but her hatred had given her amazing strength. She pulled a dazed Steph across the room by the back of her neck and slammed her head into the solid oak desk. The men heard her collar bone shatter against the pointed edge of the corner.

Relentlessly she pounded Steph's limp body into things, even after Hunter was finally able to grab hold of her. Reina refused to let Steph go, saying she wouldn't stop until she was dead. Fuck. She was going to kill her. She was going to kill herself. Then without warning Reina passed out, her increased energy gone, the alcohol had taken effect.

Vince was livid. He had no idea what to do with her. But that would have to wait until after he made sure Stephanie was taken care of. "Get her the fuck out of here Hunter" He screamed. "Take her to your hotel room and don't tell anyone what happened. I am gonna take Steph to the hospital." 

"But how the fuck are you gonna keep--"

"I will think of something god damnit. Just get Reina the fuck out of here!" And with that Vince picked up Stephanie and left.

Hunter was in a daze. Not knowing what else to do, he carefully picked up Reina and carried her to his car. Jesus, he hoped no one saw any of them leave. He hoped Reina was ok. 

When he got her into his hotel room, she woke up briefly, swung blindly at him, mumbled some curses at him and passed back out.

{Take her... you know you want her...}

Hunter let out a long sigh as he carefully undressed her. Even drunk and passed out she was beautiful. He laid her down on the bed and covered her with the maroon quilt. Kissing her on the forehead, he got up off of the bed and sat in the chair next to her.

{Weakling.}

This was going to be a long night...

*****

Reina woke up with a pounding head. Where the fuck was she? She started to sit up, but fell back down on the mattress with a groan. How the fuck did she get here? 

God, what happened?!

Then it flooded her. Kevin leaving. Hunter coming to her room. The match she lost to Stephanie. The bar. The two bottles of Jack. Oh god... 

Stephanie. Had she killed the whore? What was Vince going to do to her? Why wasn't she in jail?

She heard a soft whimper next to her and slowly turned toward the sound. 

Hunter. Hunter had brought her to his room and nursed her wounds. He was in the chair next to her. Why hadn't he slept in the bed? It was unlike him to NOT take advantage of someone like this.

What was she going to do?

After clearing her head a bit, Reina eased off of the opposite side of the bed and slipped on her jeans. She had to get away from him, away from everything... From him... She grabbed one of his shirts and put it on before she jotted down a song on the hotel stationary. When she was done, she lightly kissed him on the forehead. So soft. So perfect. So...

She walked out the door and didn't look back.

~The Consequences~

Tears stung Reina's eyes when she pulled into the drive and stared at her house and realized that for the first time in over a year she was going to be alone. Kevin was gone. Had he taken all of his belongings with him, or had he left them there as a painful reminder of his betrayal? 

Of her betrayal...

With sad eyes and a heavy heart, Reina grabbed her travel bag out of the trunk and made her way to the door. After fumbling with the keys for a few minutes, she unlocked it and grudgingly stepped inside. Why had she come home? 

The smell hit her as soon as she walked in. The smell of spice and sweat. The smell of roses. The smell of warmth and love. 

The smell of a liar.

Damn him.

Sighing, she walked over to the phone to call Vince. She was sure he had called the police to report her assault on Stephanie, and she wouldn't blame him if he had. She had almost killed her. She wanted to kill her still, and she wasn't even really sure why. 

It wasn't because she was a bitch. It wasn't because she was a whore. 

Jealousy, maybe?

What the fuck did she have to be jealous of that whore for? She wasn't as pretty as Reina. She didn't have a winning personality. She had more money, but who the fuck cares about money? She had influence- big fucking deal.

So what was it about Stephanie McMahon Helmsley that incited such a hatred within her?

Helmsley...

"Mr. McMahon's office, can I help you?" the voice on the phone snapped her back to the present. 

"This is Reina Thurston. Is Vince in his office, Dorine?" she inquired, half hoping the answer was no.

"Oh, hi, Reina. Yes, he has been expecting your call. Please hold." Great. She tried to kill his daughter three days ago and she was on hold for fuck's sake. Nice.

"Where the fuck are you, young lady?" his half angry, half concerned voice bellowed in her ear. Jesus, he sounded like her dad. She opened her mouth to speak, but the words froze in her throat. What the fuck WAS she going to say to him?... 'Uh, sorry Vince, for trying to kill Steph, but she deserves it for throwing away the most wonderful man in the world'... Somehow, she just didn't see that to be a good enough reason, so she kept her mouth shut.

"We have been worried sick about you! It's been almost two fucking weeks, Reina. Jesus, we thought you were dead!" Shouldn't he be cussing her out for what she did? Shouldn't he be firing her? Shouldn't he be telling her the police were looking for her?

Wait, wait... TWO WEEKS?! It had been two weeks? Jesus, where the fuck HAD she been?

That's right. She was in the bottom of a bottle of Jack... "I have been on the road, Vince" Her voice was shaky and weak. Damn, she had wanted to sound like a strong woman, not a like a scared little girl. "I came home." If it could still be called a home.

Vince let out an exasperated sigh of relief. "Well, you will be happy to know that Stephanie has a broken collar bone, thanks to your lack of self control." His tone had taken a slightly harder edge, and Reina knew he was about to hand her the consequences of her actions. "I just told everyone a psycho fan of yours attacked her in the parking lot. Don't ask me why I saved your ass, Reina. I should fire you. Hell, I shoulda had you locked up and tried for attempted manslaughter. As it stands, I didn't... BUT you will pay all of the hospital and doctor bills from this. And you are suspended until I decide otherwise. I told everyone you had a skiing accident."

Reina tried to stop the trickle of laughter from escaping her lips. Skiing? She didn't even know how to ski, but she was more than happy with his conditions. "Thank you, Vince. Send me a copy of all the bills and I will send you a check. I don't know how the fuck to thank you for this." Shock was still upon her. What in the hell had possessed him to do this?

"You keep in touch, Reina. I will send your heartfelt apology to Stephanie" His voice was thick with sarcasm, and she realized that she hadn't once said she was sorry. Of course, she wasn't sorry, but she could at least have pretended to be. 

He hung up before she could answer him. What a bastard. 

'Well, that wasn't so bad' she thought to herself as she walked around the house. The media was gonna have a field day with the story though, and she knew it wouldn't be long they came pounding on her door wanting to know how she felt about it. 

Oh well. At least she didn't have to answer their questions from jail...

****Reina's Diary****

{Kevin still hasn't called me...Cocksucking bastard Kevin and his no good fucking drunk Scott...It's been 5 weeks since Kevin left me and I can still smell him...5 weeks since I almost killed Stephanie in a drunken rage and got suspended. 5 weeks since I ran away...Vince told me that I could come back after a month, that he would 'work me into the script'...What the blue fuck does that mean? I know the fans want me back, I have read all the email and watched all the shows. He needs me to come back, needs the money. But I guess since he didn't have me arrested, I can't really bitch about it at all...What the hell is there to go back to anyway? Serj is doing fine, though he isn't exactly on his own like he was promised. Vince is such a bastard. He has the poor guy still on a leash. Steve's in the hospital again, thanks to Duane. Hunter won a shot at the title... Hunter... The hazel eyed, tanned skin beauty that haunts my every breath... He calls me everyday and asks me when I am coming back. What the fuck does he care anyway? Does he have any idea what he is doing to me?... It's been almost a year since I first felt those lips on mine... Only 5 weeks since I got lost in the abyss of his eyes. Smelled his hair as it draped across my face... It's felt like an eternity... I think I am obsessed with him. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat. I see him in every face, smell him everywhere I go...I can taste him... Earlier tonight I swore I could smell him here in the house, as if his essence were hovering over me. I felt his eyes burning through my flesh... Why the hell had I allowed myself to get into this web of lust and lies in the first place? I have no fucking clue... All I know is that I am trapped. I came home hoping to escape the fire inside me, but it seems to grow at the absence of his touch. Fuck. I want him... I hate him... Maybe I even love him... I feel like I am losing my mind.}