0 comments/ 12872 views/ 1 favorites The Two Emmas By: RogerArcher90 Note: This story is a sequel to my previous story, "Natasha's Ploy", so I would recommend that you read that story to familiarise yourself with the premise and background of the story first, before sinking your teeth into this one. ***** Emma slipped her hand into her bra and readjusted her breast so that it sat a bit more comfortably in the cup. She had elected to wear an ankle-length red dress, which had a single slit along her left leg, from the bottom hem of the dress all the way up to her hip. She was wearing matching red heels, had her hair up in a bun and a small red handbag. She was ready. This was Emma's seventh consecutive outing to one of Nadine's parties, tonight's party having a dress theme of "Hollywood." Natasha had been attending less and less as her relationship with Andy got more serious (mainly from his pushing for it), so had been reluctantly relegated to Emma's chauffeur for the evening. Natasha was waiting patiently by the door for her, eyes widening as she trotted out of the bathroom to get her coat, "Christ, Emma..." she exclaimed, eyes wandering all over Emma's figure, "I'll be honest, I did not expect you to come out wearing that," Emma smiled as she selected a coat off the rack, just a thin black one to contrast the red, "What can I say? I enjoy showing off," "Your tits look huge!" Natasha exclaimed, her gaze transfixed to Emma's cleavage. "Well, they have actually grown a bit," Natasha looked up at her and raised an eyebrow, "36E," she precognitively answered Natasha's question, her expression a mixture of impressed and surprised, "I'm not sure why, whether it's natural, something to do with my diet or my hormone levels of late." "Wow," Natasha bit her lip, "Could I...?" Natasha raised her hands and wiggled her fingers a bit to help express her question. "I would, but I'll be late," Emma put her coat on and tried to usher Natasha to get in the car, but she managed to step between Emma and the door. "Come on, please, just one quick squeeze!" "Fine," she relented, opening her coat for Natasha. What Natasha and Emma defined "quick squeeze" as clearly differed greatly. Natasha took a long, big, slow grope, mushing Emma's breasts against her chest and gasping at the bulging above her dress's neckline. Content she'd had her fill, she composed herself and led Emma to the car. ***** Natasha pulled up outside Nadine's house and stared at it for a moment. Emma unbuckled her seatbelt and popped the door. "Well, thanks a lot for driving me," Emma thanked, Natasha still just sat looking at the house, "Nat? You okay?" Natasha shook her head and snapped back to reality, "Sorry, I was miles away there," "Reassuring words from the driver," Emma joked, a smile spreading across Natasha's face. "Yeah, but it's just...memories, you know?" Natasha sighed, "I kind of miss it, but there's my commitment to Andrew I need to keep so...never mind. Just have fun, okay Emma?" Emma smiled, trying to be reassuring, "It's okay, I'm sure you'll get to come back some day," "Yeah, I guess," Natasha hugged Emma, "Give me a text and I'll come pick you up, yeah?" "Will do," Emma opened the door and got out of the car, "See you later," "Have a good night," Emma shut the door and trotted over to the door, Natasha losing herself in memories again, seeing only herself in Emma's place, running towards the door excitedly, an evening of great enjoyment awaiting her. She shook herself out of her reminiscence, checked her blind spots, indicated, and pulled off. "Emma!" Nadine flung the door open, beaming, and hugged her guest. She was wearing a black dress, which, like Emma's, seemed to act as an amplifier for her bosom, and was strapless. Emma smiled and greeted Nadine, "Well, Emma, first might I say how great you look tonight," "Thank you," Emma grinned, taking a flute of champagne off the table near the door and taking a sip, "In keeping with the theme, I see," "Yes, the dress theme has not been forgotten," Nadine led Emma through to the kitchen, "There are a few nibbles scattered around. The ones under cling film are for afterwards, so leave them be. Shame I didn't have time to come up with some proper themed games, but hey, I can take notes for next time!" Emma skewered a pickled onion with a cocktail stick and popped it in her mouth as she looked over the other guests. A few familiar faces, and not too numerous either. "Now, we have two newbies, neither of whom have any experience in this sort of environment. They look fine now, but when everything gets going, they may struggle," Nadine pointed one out to Emma, "That is Martin, works in the hospital as a porter, I think..." Nadine pointed through to the living room towards a guy who was not bad looking at all. Black hair, slicked back, some slight stubble and a tailcoat suit. He was chatting with Simone, one of the faces Emma recognised from a previous evening. "...and this..." Nadine continued, turning and tapping a blonde girl behind her on the shoulder, who joined her at her side, "...is also an Emma." Emma raised an eyebrow. The girl was a bit shorter than she was, and sported a rather slim and curvy frame, which may have been considered fat in some circles of youth culture, but was by no means overweight. She was wearing a baby blue dress and a grey knitted cardigan, buttoned up all the way, with white flats. She had long, straight blonde hair thrown forwards over one shoulder. She looked rather nervous. "Emma, this is Emma," The two Emmas exchanged greetings, "Now, Old Emma..." Emma rolled her eyes and smirked at her new nickname. "...Young Emma here is 19, and rather inexperienced. She has not got much sexual history, so I would like you to look after her for the evening. Stay close, make sure she's comfortable and happy, you know..." Nadine took a sip of champagne, "So go and chat for a bit, get to know each other and I'll get started in about 15 minutes," Nadine vanished into the kitchen before Emma could say anything. She smiled at Young Emma, "come on, let's go upstairs, shall we?" Young Emma nervously complied as Emma led her upstairs to one of the bedrooms, and sat on the edge of the bed, "So, Emma, is there anything you want to know? Any questions you might have at all?" "Umm...well..." Young Emma began, taking another sip of champagne, "I'm just nervous is all. It's my first time here," "So I've been told. How did you hear about this?" "Nadine posted in an online forum about it, but I had to call her up about it first," she explained, hesitating a few times mid-sentence, finding herself nervous about talking about these things to someone who was essentially a stranger, "I thought it might be fun to try but now I'm here, I'm starting to regret it," "Hey, don't think that," Emma smiled warmly, "When I first came here, I didn't even know what I was coming here for," Young Emma looked slightly shocked, "My roommate brought me here, and I had no idea what was going to happen. I had an opportunity to leave, but I chose to stay, and I had an incredible time, and you will too," "You didn't know?" "Not a clue," "So what happened? Weren't you mad at your friend?" "I was, but she convinced me to try it out. Then after it was over, I couldn't be mad at her," "Okay," Young Emma seemed to relax a little, "So, what happens normally?" "Well, usually we start off by having a chat, a bit of 'Get to Know You' time. Then we start playing a few games just to get warmed up and get everyone comfortable and ready to go, and then we get into fucking each other and enjoying ourselves," Emma explained, Young Emma wincing slightly at the abrupt mention of the word 'fucking' in the mood of the current conversation, "Though everything is usually randomized, from the people you get paired with to the acts you're doing," "Doesn't sound so bad," "Well, I reckon we've still got five minutes or so before we get together in the living room, so if you want, we can make out for a couple of minutes," Emma suggested, "Y'know, to help ease you into it," "What? But I'm not a lesbian," Young Emma interjected, seemingly taken aback. "You don't have to be," Emma reassured her, "I'm not a lesbian, but I like girls as well as guys, and I thought that while we have a spare moment, you could see it as warm-up, to help relax you," Young Emma sighed and took a deep breath, "Okay, just do it," she closed her eyes and took deep breaths, clearly nervous about it, and a slight reluctance. Emma wrapped her arm around her shoulders and leant in, gently planting her lips against her counterpart's. It didn't take long for Young Emma to begin kissing back, and for tongues to get involved, and even less time, it seemed, before they had to stop and head downstairs, Nadine's call interrupting them. Young Emma seemed more relaxed as she descended the stairs, and a bit more cheery than before. Emma grinned. Her job was done. As the group gathered in the living room, Emma did a quick head-count. Eight, including Nadine, but a three:five boy:girl split. Not too bad, Emma thought. "Evening all," Nadine greeted, "Now, before we begin, as always, we shall go around the room, everybody introducing themselves one at a time. Each of you has a bag provided, with your nametags on, ready for you to put your valuables in before we begin, so watches, necklaces, bracelets, rings et cetera. Pairings will be done slightly differently tonight due to having only three guys, but four girls. "Pairs will be selected boy-girl, but there will be one girl left over. This girl will be paired with Greg, who I'm led to believe had a birthday last week," At that moment, the other two guys looked at Greg with a glare of pure jealousy, "Now, we shall begin. I'm Nadine, I'm in charge of tonight's proceedings, as per usual. I will be acting as rule enforcer and regulator. What I say goes, no arguments," Nadine gestured to her left, as Greg introduced himself as the "lucky bastard of the evening" to a smatter of laughter. Emma introduced herself next, with Young Emma keeping hers as brief as possible. Dan, Beth and Simone, had each attended twice before, though on separate occassions, and Martin, the other newcomer was last to speak. Once all members had been acquainted, Nadine advanced proceedings, "Okay, everyone, now that we all know each other, there is a bag in the closet with your name on a tag. If you could pop all your jewelry, wallets, purses, handbags, shoes, et cetera, inside, and lock them up with the little padlock, we can get started," As the group sorted their bags out, Emma glanced over at Young Emma. She seemed a bit nervous, but otherwise fine. They exchanged a smile and headed back into the living room. In the middle of the room, Nadine had placed a ring of cushions around an upturned wooden dining tray, the handles on either end acting as legs. In the middle of the table was a box of cards. Emma found herself a seat next to Young Emma, and shuffled on the spot until she was comfortable. Once everyone was seated, Nadine cleared her throat, ready to begin, "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our night of cards. Before we start, rules of the game," Nadine picked up the card box off the table, opened it and tipped the cards into her hand, placing the box on the mantlepiece behind her. "Now, in turns, we go around the group and draw from the stack of cards in the middle of the table, one at a time. The suits are all that are important and will determine actions. If you draw a Club..." Nadine pulled a card from the pack and showed it off, the 3 of clubs, "...you may do something to someone else in the circle, and can only influence your own actions. Once you have performed one action with or to that person, turn will pass clockwise to the next player. "If you draw a Spade..." Nadine displayed the 6 of spades to the group, "...you can control the actions of two other members of the group of opposite sexes. You can only act as an observer, however, and are not allowed to interact with the participants or yourself. "If you pick up a Diamond..." Nadine put the 6 of spades back in the pack and replaced it with the Jack of Diamonds, "...you can have one other member of the group do something to you. You cannot interact with the other person. "And finally, if you pick a..." Nadine seemed to struggle finding her last card, but she fished the Ace of hearts out of the deck and held it up to the group, "...heart, you control the entire group for a turn. The two through ten of hearts have been removed from the deck, leaving only the Jack, Queen, King and Ace left in the pack. "House rules. No creampie cumshots, guys. That's a big no-no and you will not be invited back if you creampie someone. You cannot force anyone to do anything. If they don't want to do what you tell them, then you back down and the turn passes to the next player. The winner of the game is the last player left to cum. They shall be rewarded with all other willing members of the group make them cum in whatever way they want. "The last rule is that once a turn has completed, all participants must remove one item of clothing, should they have any clothes on. The additional rule of the night being that since it was Greg's birthday recently, any actions involving Greg as a participant must involve two girls as participants as well, on his turn or anyone else's. I open the floor to questions," Everyone glanced at each other, before Beth spoke up, "When you say we can't interact with people, is that limited to touching, or does that include talking as well?" "Everything. Once the instruction has been given, you can't communicate any further with the other participant, or participants as an observer," Nadine replied. "How long are turns? So how long do you do things for before we move on?" Dan asked, to murmurs amongst the rest of the members. "You judge for yourself, mostly, but if the rest of the group thinks you're taking too long, they can tell you to stop whenever they like," Nadine paused for a moment, inviting more questions, "Okay, now if Martin could shuffle the deck, and pass it on to Simone for secondary shuffle, we can get started," She handed the deck to Martin, and pulled a whiteboard from behind a bookcase, placing it up on the mantlepiece. She pulled a pair of whiteboard pens from seemingly nowhere and began writing. Martin was rather sloppy at shuffling the deck, clunkily shuffling the deck in chunks, moving them back and forth from one end to the other in a rather robotic fashion. Grumbling that he wasn't too good at shuffling, he passed the pack on to Simone, who shuffled the deck skillfully, riffle shuffling, cutting the deck and being incredibly thorough. She dropped the pack down in the middle of the table with a thunk! She grinned proudly that she had scored social points for being the better shuffler of the two. Nadine turned around to face the room again, having finished her work on the whiteboard. She had drawn some crude suit symbols in red and black marker, and brief reminders of the actions each suit noted next to the symbols, "Are we done? Splendid. Play may begin," Everyone looked at each other awkwardly, "So who plays first?" Dan asked the group, to looks of confusion. It seemed that everyone else was as clueless as he was. "I'd say let Simone start. She shuffled the pack last," Beth suggested, "And she shuffled it best!" "Or maybe Greg could play first as he's the birthday boy," Simone advised, feeling she'd done her part. "Nooo, he's got it good enough tonight," Dan objected. "Oh for God's sake..." Emma went for it and drew the top card of the deck, to numerous disgruntled moans, "Hey, if someone didn't go, we'd just be whinging all night," she glanced at the card through mumbles of agreement, "Club! I'll start off by..." she thought a moment, "...I think I'll keep it simple to start with. I'll hug Dan," Dan shrugged, "Fine with me," and leant over to give Emma a quick hug. They didn't prolong it, but now both had to lose an item of clothing. Dan took off a sock, and smirked. Emma opted to remove her bobble, letting her hair cascade down, matching Dan's minimalist play. "Hey, no fair! That's not an item of clothing!" Dan called out, Nadine stepping in for the rules dispute. "It was essential to her original look, so it's allowed," Dan moaned in disagreement, Emma sticking her tongue out victoriously. It was his turn now, though, and he drew a card from the top of the deck, "Diamond!" he declared, "I would like Simone to kiss me," Simone obliged, leaning in. Dan's eyes closed in anticipation, but Simone grinned and leant forwards past his lips and gave him a peck on the cheek. Dan recoiled in surprise, "Hey!" he complained, slightly taken aback. "You never specified where to kiss you," Simone grinned fiendishly, removing her skirt to reveal tight, knee-length black shorts on underneath. Receiving odd looks of 'Why?' from around the room, she retorted with "It's chilly out," before taking her turn. "Club. I shall hug Emma," "Which one?" Emma asked, glancing at Young Emma. "Old Emma," Simone nodded at Emma. Emma facepalmed hoping her new nickname wouldn't become permanent, standing up to hug Simone. The pair embraced for a bit longer than Emma and Dan had, but not much longer. They sat back down to remove clothing. Simone removed her top to reveal a corset underneath, while Emma took off her flesh-coloured tights. Martin drew a Spade, "Both Emmas can kiss each other," he announced, with a grin. Emma was somewhat startled by the decision, but as they'd already had some practise time together, it didn't feel like such a big deal or a big step up to do it with an audience. Emma smiled warmly, and leant in to kiss Young Emma full on the lips, gently, nothing too erotic just yet, keeping it nice and simple. After twenty seconds or so, she broke the kiss, removing a bobby pin from her hair, allowing her fringe to droop over her face, covering half an eye, much to the protest of the men in the room. "Oh come on! That's even less a bit of clothing than a bobble is!" Martin complained. "Give her a fair chance. She's only wearing a dress. You're in a suit!" Beth pointed out. Young Emma took off her cardigan, and dropped it behind her, revealing her cleavage. Not too deep, but showing just enough to draw attention. From where she was sat, Emma could see the deep shadows right down the middle of Young Emma's bust. She bit her lip as her crotch began to moisten at the view. It was Greg's turn to draw. He looked at it and moaned in frustration, "It's a Spade!" he put the card in the discard pile on the table and thought for a moment, "Beth and Martin can kiss each other, since neither of them have lost any clothes," The pair obliged and moved around so they could kiss, before each removing their jackets. Beth took her turn, drawing a club, "I think that I..." she pondered a brief moment, "...and Emma should each remove a piece of Greg's clothing!" "Whoa whoa whoa!" Greg protested, "Can they do that?" he asked Nadine to clarify the decision. "It's legal. They are allowed to make that call if they want to," Nadine explained, folding her arms authoritatively, doubling to accentuate her breasts, more seeming to bulge out above the hem of her dress than before. Beth grinned, inviting Emma over to remove some of Greg's clothes. Beth grasped his jacket lapels and slowly drew his jacket off his shoulders, and down the arms, her fingertips brushing against his shirt and body underneath. At the same time, Emma slowly unbuttoned his shirt, one at a time, taking care with each button, slipping it through its buttonhole. She hooked her thumbs inside his shirt and pushed it over his shoulders and down his arms, her thumbs gliding across his bare flesh, eyes gazing at his chest. She bit her lip and grinned. The Two Emmas "Now all of us have to remove another piece of clothing for participating!" Beth announced cheerily, removing a low cut sports sock. "Hey, you just took two pieces off me!" "Well, you have to take one off if your partook in a round in accordance with the rules," Nadine reminded him. He sighed, defeated, removing a sock. Emma had no socks to remove, so had to remove her dress, and be the first to play in her underwear. She felt every single pair of eyes in the room instantly lock on to her chest, an eye for each breast. Just her bra and panties remaining. Beth passed the turn over to Young Emma, who tentatively picked up the top card of the deck. She looked at it, "Club," she announced, showing everyone the card, "I'll just hug Dan," "Hugs from both Emmas," Dan stretched, "Do I get bonus points for collecting the set?" As everyone shared a chuckle, the two hugged it out, Dan proceeding to lose his second sock, and Young Emma shyly removing her tights and pushing them over into a heap with her cardigan. Emma took her turn, revealing a spade, dictating that Dan to hug Martin. The pair moaned about it, but got on with it, both removing their bow ties and sitting back down. Dan drew a spade, and kissed Simone on the lips, specifying this time to avoid her being pedantic about it again. Dan lost his shirt, and Simone lost her shorts. Simone hit another spade, and soon, Dan being stripped to his boxer shorts after having to kiss Beth, and subsequently complained about it. Beth opted to remove her other sock. Martin drew a diamond, using it to buy a kiss from Young Emma. She was rather shy, still, about having to lose her dress and be stripped down to her bra and panties, but she bravely got it off and and sat back down, eyes drawn to her sizeable bust. Greg drew a club, opting kiss Simone and Beth to have them down to their bra and panties as well. He almost removed his boxers, before remembering he was still wearing socks, and took one off, sighing in relief. It came to Beth's turn again, who drew the first heart of the game, revealing it excitedly, "I think that everyone should strip down to their underwear! Let the playing field be levelled!" "Why not just strip everyone naked?" Simone asked, curious. "I am a benevolent God," Beth joked, to a smatter of laughter. Everyone shed their remaining clothes, leaving all of the guys in their boxers, and the girls in their assorted bras and panties. "Now, remember," Nadine chimed in, "Each participant must remove an item of clothing, should any remain," The boys universally moaned, realising that Beth had played her heart cleverly. Just when they thought they were safe, they were robbed of that moment of relief as they each stood up and dropped their boxers, hald-erect cocks bouncing freely as they sat backdown, rather disgruntled expressions etched onto their faces. The girls each removed their panties, Simone declaring that they were "Saving the breast for last!" Young Emma picked up a club, deciding that she'd like to feel Dan's penis. Dan stood up, his penis half-erect as Young Emma touched it. She wrapped her fingers around it and gave it a quick squeeze, before deciding that was enough, and removing her bra. Emma's eyes widened. Her breasts were emaculate. They were very nicely rounded, her nipples were ripe and pink, and looked really hard. Her hair fell over the nearest breast, obscuring most of her bust from view, but Emma sat in silence for a moment before taking her turn. Spade. She could remain covered for a moment. She directed Simone to give Martin a shoulder massage, for which she received odd looks, but Simone nevertheless agreed to do it. She stood up, her neatly shaved pussy on display for a brief moment as she shifted behind Martin and rubbed his shoulders for a moment, before sitting back down and removing her bra. Her breasts were about B cups, Emma estimated, brownish nipples, and looked rather nice. Dan drew a diamond, directing Emma to give him a handjob. She reached over and curled her fingers around his cock, stroking the shaft and head, feeling him grow to full mast, at about five and a half inches. She gave him a few more strokes before stopping and removing her bra, exposing her breasts to the group, to mixed noises of awe. Simone drew a spade, pondering her choice for a moment, "Okay, I want Beth to jack Martin off!" Beth was the only girl left in any clothes, so wasn't surprised by the selection. She stood up and moved over to Martin, who uncrossed his legs, giving her unrestricted access to his crotch. Beth used a similar method to Emma, keeping it short and sweet, not taking too long, but enough to get him to full erection before stopping. Beth removed her bra to cheers and applause before sitting back down. Emma guessed she was about C-cup, a nice size. Everyone was now sat naked around the room, mostly cross legged, the guys concealing their laps for the most part, from Emma's gaze. Martin drew another spade, and had Dan and Simone kiss, receiving moans about how low-key his decision was compared to the others' recent choices for actions. Greg drew another spade, and became rather annoyed that he'd drawn the third spade in a row, though Emma reckoned he was a bit sore that he wasn't getting any three-way action just yet. He decided that Beth and Emma should kiss. The pair did so, lips locking and pulling each other in slightly, passions starting to flow. They were only stopped when Martin interjected with a "Wow! Save some for the rest of us!" They sat back down, ready for Beth's turn. She drew a fourth spade in a row, to more annoyed moaning, "Don't blame me!" she chided, deciding that Young Emma and Martin should kiss. Though nervous at first, Young Emma had a rather tender first kiss with Martin, which was short lived, but rather sweet. As they sat back down, Emma caught glimpse of slight disappointment in Martin's eyes, though she just disregarded it. Young Emma drew a card for her turn, a diamond. She hesitated for a moment, thinking, "I want...Dan to...feel my boobs," she shrugged, unable to think of a more appropriate action for the round. Dan shot up and over to Young Emma, kneeling behind her as he ran his hands up her stomach. She inhaled sharply at the new sensation. His hands slid further up and cupped her breasts, spreading his fingers out as far as he could across the expanse of flesh adorning her chest, her nipples flicking between his fingers as he ran them over the little nubs in the smooth sea of soft flesh. He took his time, stopping when Greg cleared his throat. A huge smile across his face, he sat back down on his spot, his hand hovering over his lap. Emma drew a spade, having Martin rub Beth's clit. He got up and positioned himself behind Beth, side on as she leant back over his lap, and opened her legs, displaying her pussy to the group. Martin reached down and strummed her clit, as Beth moaned deeply. After Emma decided that was enough, she passed the turn over to Dan. He picked up the top card of the deck, and announced a club, "I loved feeling Emma's tits. I'd love to have a taste of them as well!" Young Emma's eyes widened a moment, but nodded in agreement, leaning back so she lay down on the floor. Dan crawled over to her, and took a deep breath before pressing his lips around a nipple and beginning to suck. Young Emma's eyes widened again and she gasped, shuddering as she breathed out. Her breathing quickened and became shallow as she relaxed and a smile spread across her face. Dan clamped his lips around her areola and pulled back, causing Emma to seethe and shudder as it snapped back out of his mouth. He grinned and thanked her, kissing her on the forehead before sitting back down. Simone drew a diamond, declaring that Dan, because he seemed to be so keen, should finger her. An "Ooooh!" resonated through the room as Simone upped the game. Dan slid over and sat beside her as she parted herlegs, baring her pussy to the group. He licked his fingers and slipped his index and middle fingertips inside, just enough to get her used to the feeling, before starting to pump, and push deeper inside of her with each pulse. Simone's hips began to gyrate slightly in rhythm with Dan's fingers, encouraging him to drive deeper, eventually stopping after she'd had enough. Martin drew a diamond, "I would like to get a blowjob from Beth, please," "My pleasure!" Beth strode over to Martin, who lay down on his back. Beth knelt beside him so everyone could see, and aimed his cock straight upwards. She licked her lips and dove straight onto him, engulfing the head in her lips, her tongue busy at the very tip. She began to bob her head, taking a slight bit more of him every time. Martin moaned, "Oh wow that feels good!" Beth popped him out of her mouth, and stroked him for a moment, "Babe that's not even my A-game!" she grinned, heading back to her seat, letting his cock drop back onto his belly, a string of precum falling onto him. Greg took his turn and drew a card. His eyes widened as he revealed the heart he just drew, "The whole group," he gasped, smiling, "Okay, well I think that it's not fair for Martin to get all the fun, so, I think that Martin should eat Beth out to repay her, Dan and Emma can sixty-nine each other, and myself, other Emma and Simone can have a Love Triangle!" "Who's 'other Emma'?" "What the hell's a 'Love Triangle'?" Emma and Simone said at the same time, laughing to acknowledge each other's remark. "Sorry, blonde Emma and Dan sixty-nine each other," he clarified, the four getting into positions, "And a Love Triangle is a three-way version of a sixty-nine, but in a triangle. I'll eat Emma out, Emma eats you out, and you suck me off," Greg explained, "That way, nobody's left out," Simone and Emma looked at each other and shrugged, "Sure. How do we do this?" "Well," Greg lay down on his back, "If Simone and I get into sixty-nine, then tip over to one side, you can get into your slot between me and Simone, I guess," Simone clambered onto Greg, straddling his chest, his hands moving to her hips to support her. She slipped her lips around his cock, about seven and a half inches, Emma reckoned, and began sucking. Greg took the cue and tipped them over to one side, pushing Simone's hips up and lifting his head up so Emma could fit herself in. Emma managed to get herself in position, one leg either side of Greg's head, and began eating Simone out as soon as she felt Greg's lips touch her pussy. He was not a bad pussy eater at all. His tongue and lips were hitting all the right spots, Emma doing all she could to replicate this on Simone's pussy. She tasted great! Emma lost herself in the moment, that it wasn't until Greg's lips had left her, and she felt him shift between her legs that she thought of stopping. Thanking each other, the group all returned to their places around the table for Beth's turn. She drew a club, and had Martin eat her out again. "Okay, let's get this going a bit quicker now. Once the person before you has taken their turn, you can take yours. Don't wait for them to finish," Nadine declared, Beth beginning to moan a bit louder now. Young Emma took her turn and drew a diamond, "I'll join Beth and have Dan eat me out again," Obliging, Dan positioned himself between her legs and began eagerly lapping away. Emma leant in to her younger counterpart and whispered in her ear, "Enjoying yourself?" Young Emma bit her lip and nodded. Emma drew the card for her turn. A spade, "Bit of variety, I think. Martin, help Dan out and suck on Emma's tits," Martin reluctantly left Beth's vagina behind as he moved over to Young Emma's side and latched onto her breast. "Dan, your turn," Nadine reminded him. Dan took a last lick of Emma's clitoris before drawing his card. Another spade. "Beth, eat blonde Emma out," "Oh fuck!" Young Emma cried as Beth darted between her legs and began suckling at her pussy. Combined with Martin on her breast, she was in a state of euphoria as her orgasm began to stir within her bowels. Simone took her turn, revealing a spade, "Dan, I want you to eat me out and finger me at the same time!" "Absolutely," Dan threw himself into Simone's lap, his fingers disappearing into her almost immediately. "Martin, your turn," Martin took one last deep suckle of Young Emma's breast, and left to take his turn, smiling and patting Beth on the back as he passed. He drew a card. Diamond, "Beth, I want you to fuck me," Beth took her mouth off Young Emma's pussy, smiling, "You're doing great!" she smiled, boundering over to Martin as Greg took his turn. "Diamond," he announced, glancing at the girls. Two were already busy, and two were not, his gaze falling upon the two Emmas, "Emmas, I would love to titty fuck you both," "Sure," Emma grinned, crawling over to him, Young Emma walking over instead. "I'm not sure how to do it, so I'll watch first if that's okay," Young Emma said, which the other two agreed upon. Emma dribbled between her tits, "You have to lube up first, either spit in your cleavage or on his cock," Emma explained, "Then put your tits around his cock, press them together, and put your fingers over the top so he doesn't pop out," Emma demonstrated, pressing her large tits around Greg's cock, swallowing it up almost completely, "Then you control pressure while moving your tits up and down like this," and she demonstrated, beginning to bob her tits up and down Greg's cock. "Emma, your turn," Nadine called, Beth having already drawn, and was still having sex with Martin, so must have gotten a diamond again. Young Emma moaned "It was almost my turn, too," she drew a card, "Club, I want to titty fuck Greg," she smiled, "Get to have a go at least," "Fair play," Emma smiled, swapping position with Young Emma, "Remember, lube, press your tits around him, and bounce them," "Okay," Young Emma smiled. Emma drew a diamond from the pile, "Beth, want some lesbian sex?" "Noooo!" Beth moaned back between thrusts from Martin, her face straining as he pounded deeper and harder into her, "Fuuuuuuuck!" "Shame. Okay Dan, it's your turn," she looked over at Dan and Simone. Dan's face was soaking, and Simone was in a heap on the floor, shuddering with a huge smile on her face, "Christ, Dan!" "That...was...awesome..." Simone half laughed, shivering from aftershocks. Dan drew a spade, and had Beth swap to fucking Greg for a while. As Young Emma left Greg, he had a smile across his face. Emma grinned, pleased at her new protégé's handiwork. "We'll skip straight to Martin as Simone's out of the running," Dan decided, Martin drew a card, "Heart! Heart, everyone!" Beth had barely straddled Greg's lap when Martin called the heart, "Damn it!" "Okay, we have one guy to a girl now," Martin said, "So let's have Young Emma and me, Emma and Dan and Beth and Greg all fuck in those pairs as fast as you can until someone cums. Then we go to next round after that. Guys, don't start until everyone's inside their girl," "So how do you want to do it?" Emma asked Dan. "Just missionary I guess," Dan replied. "'Kay," Emma lay on her back, and Dan entered her, about half his length at once. "Ready? Set...Go!" Suddenly, the room was filled with the moans of sexual pleasure and the slapping of flailing breasts and hips against crotches. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Emma bit her lip as Dan punded her like a jackhammer, his cock filling her, stretching her, she felt her orgasm begin to build within her, trying to hold it off as long as she could. It wasn't as long as she thought it would be until she heard a girl scream out in orgasmic pleasure. Like a rocket, she sat up as all sex abruptly stopped. Young Emma was convulsing in orgasm, Martin's face like his nuts were caught in a vice. He pulled out and tried to compose himself, but before long, even without being touched, his cock dripped, and a small burst of cum fell out, and he came, his orgasm unable to project his cum very far from his attempts to control and stop it. "Wow! Two out!" Nadine cheered, "Well done guys! Next round is Greg's pick!" Beth de-straddled Greg, his cock bouncing onto his belly as she left, sticking more precum to him. He drew for his turn and revealed a diamond, "I want to fuck brown Emma," he declared. Emma stayed in the same position she had been in with Dan as Greg made his way between her legs and aimed his cock into her drenched cunt. How were they going to last any longer? Greg pressed his cock into her and leant in to her ear, "I want us to win this, so I'll go slow, okay?" Emma nodded in agreement. He began to thrust, but no sooner had he began thrusting than it was Emma's turn to pick a card. Beth had already drawn a club, and had chosen to fuck Dan. "I don't care any more!" she cried out, as Greg's sensuous thrusting pushed her ever nearer her orgasm. Nadine drew for her. "Club!" "Fuck Greg!" Emma cried out in response as he thrust more forcefully now, deeper and deeper into her. He slid his arms under her shoulders and leant into her, pulling her into him every time he thrust, the hips above his cock stimulating her clitoris with every thrust as well! Holy. Fucking. Shit! Emma thought, her mouth opening as the pleasure rapidly rose within her. "Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuck," Emma breathed quietly as her orgasm steamed towards her like a freight train, imminent... Almost at the same time, Beth and Emma orgasmed loudly, Beth setting Dan off as well, Greg remained silent as Emma's pussy clenched tightly around it, rippling, squeezing, spasming as her orgasm passed through her body, her screams becoming silenced and muffled. Eventually, it passed, and allowed Greg to ease out of her. He had somehow not cum himself, but his face was bright red, his toes and fingers as well. Emma guessed he had had to try really hard not to cum inside her. He was breathing heavily and sat down to collect himself. A winner, but barely by the skin of his teeth. "We have a winner!" Nadine applauded. Emma glanced up to see an exhausted Beth with a huge streak of cum up her belly, almost lattice-like, as if it were part of a spider web. "Okay, folks, reward time for the birthday boy, I think! How shall we make him cum?" "Well, I'd like..." Greg began, but was cut off by Nadine. "No! We decide how to get you off!" Nadine said sternly, like a teacher telling off a student. "How about a four-girl blowjob?" "Just give him a titty fuck! Guys love that!" "Double Emma tit fuck!" "Could just jerk him off til he cums," "All good suggestions, ladies, but I have a better idea," Nadine grinned, turning to Greg, "Okay, mister, sit on the sofa, in the middle. Ladies, gather over here," Greg looked slightly apprehensive, but complied with her instruction, looking over at the other guys in the room. They looked rather jealous, but sat beside him. "What's going on?" Martin asked, glancing over at the huddled girls. "No idea," Greg said, "But what normally happens is they decide on a reward for the winner of the game. I guess that's what they're doing now," The girls dispersed, all turning to Greg. He felt his heart skip a beat in anticipation. "Right..." Nadine began, looking at the guys either side of Greg, "You guys move elsewhere for this. We may need more room than you're allowing us," The guys nodded and moved to the armchair, out the way for Greg's wall of girls. "Now, Greg, what's going to happen is..." Nadine took her phone out from her bra and tapped the screen a few times, "...we are having a contest for the girls. First to make you cum wins, but each girl only has thirty seconds. For additional fun, we are going to blindfold you so you don't know which girl is which. When you cum, you will guess which girl it was who made you shoot your load. If you guess correctly, you win and can take your blindfold off. If not, then we will have no choice but to keep going. After that, it shall be each girl you encounter with the same rules. Guess correctly and we stop," The Two Emmas "Oh Christ..." Greg moaned. "Well, it was your birthday last week..." Nadine grinned. "Okay, so where's the blindfold?" Greg asked. "That would be me," Nadine smiled, unzipping her dress and pulling it down, unveiling herself to the room, her breasts bouncing nicely as they were released, a nice size with gorgeous nipples. She strode over to Greg and swung her leg over him, shuffling back, forcing him to lie back on the couch, almost losing his head between the back cushions, having to scoot his arse off the couch, so it hung over the side. Kneeling over his face, she issued a final instruction to eat her out for the entire duration, or suffer further punishment, and dropped onto his face. Greg heard a muffled "Go!" before getting to work on Nadine's pussy, a mouth instantly engulfing his throbbing cock, the abrupt sensation causing him to jerk slightly and thrust up, a moan from the giver causing vibrations to stimulate his cockhead further. The damp, writhing creature of a tongue was scraping over his cockhead and flicking at the peehole, muscles contracting with pleasure at his sensitive region. "Time!" he heard Nadine call, and as the wet mouth slipped off his cock, a wet hand from a familiar angle replaced it. It was Nadine's, surely, keeping him going until the next girl. She stopped, and aimed it away from him, a pair of large, soft breasts embracing his cock. Having tit fucked both Emmas, he recognised the breasts as belonging to one of them, but couldn't concentrate on determining whose breasts they were. He found himself involunatrily thrusting as the tit fuck continued, a tongue now being introduced as his cock burst out of her cleavage. Greg shuddered, his orgasm beginning to rear its head, though he wasn't sure if he could control it much longer. Being blind and not knowing who was doing what was killing him. He felt a pulse deep within his cock, more cum being added to the already broiling pool. "Time!" he heard, muffled, giving one last thrust before the breasts left his member behind. Nadine's hand took the reins again, Greg moaning into her pussy, bucking his hips. His hands shot up from her waist to grope at her breasts, "Ooooh! He looks about ready to pop, girls!" Nadine announced gleefully. The next girl put her hand around Greg's cock, taking over from Nadine, keeping pace, and wrapping her lips around his cockhead, tongue and suction focussed on one area. Holy crap that felt good! He bucked violently, causing his anonymous counterpart to moan and drop him from her mouth. "Next!" Nadine called, Greg feeling cheated. No way that was thirty seconds! Almost instantly, another mouth had latched onto his cockhead. He couldn't take any more! Cum swirled and churned as his orgasm rode towards him, muscles tensing, ready for the release. He managed to pull himself away from Nadine's crotch long enough to cry out, "I'm gonna cum!" before being muffled again. He felt the mouth retreat from his cockhead and a hand ferociously pumping at him, aiming his cock away, his cockhead now brushing against someone's cleavage. His legs shot out behind the girl between his legs, shaking as his orgasm overtook him, relief washing over him as shot after shot of cum erupted from his cock and into the unknown. ***** "Now, Greg, what's going to happen is..." Nadine took her phone out from her bra and tapped the screen a few times, before reciting the rules of the final game. "Oh Christ..." Greg moaned as she told him the rules about incorrect guesses. "Well, it was your birthday last week..." Nadine grinned. "Okay, so where's the blindfold?" Greg asked. "That would be me," Nadine smiled, unzipping her dress and pulling it down, unveiling herself to the room, her breasts bouncing nicely as they were released, a nice size with gorgeous nipples. She strode over to Greg and swung her leg over him, shuffling back, forcing him to lie back on the couch, almost losing his head between the back cushions, having to scoot his arse off the couch, so it hung over the side. Kneeling over his face, she issued a final instruction to eat her out for the entire duration, or suffer further punishment, and dropped onto his face. Emma grinned at the sight of Nadine being Greg's blindfold, and the look of surprise on his face when he realised just what he was in for. Of course, Nadine was lying about making him cum multiple times if he guess incorrectly, as he would try to hold it off and end up dehydrating himself when he finally shot his load. Martin and Dan were sat on the armchair, ogling the girls, both beginning to slowly masturbate and bring their cocks back up for another go. Emma turned to Young Emma, "So, enjoying your night now?" "Yeah, definitely!" Young Emma grinned broadly, grabbing her breast and squeezing, watching Beth sucking Greg's cock masterfully. Emma headed over to join Dan and Martin, speaking in a hushed voice, "Hey, guys, since Emma is the new girl, I thought we could do something special for her," "Oh yeah? What did you have in mind?" Dan asked, cock beginning to harden as his eyes locked onto Emma's tits. "Well, we were just going to let her have Greg's load, but I want you guys to cum on her as well. Christen the new girl, so to speak," Emma grinned. The guys smiled and began to wank a bit quicker to get themselves going, nodding in agreement to Emma's plan. "Time!" Nadine called, Beth crawling out from between Greg's legs, Nadine waiting Emma patiently, wanking Greg until she arrived. "This is me," Emma strode over to Greg and knelt between his legs, cupping her breasts in her hands and lowering them over his cock. She enjoyed the feeling of a cock between her tits, and enjoyed the first thrust most. Although her breasts weren't sensitive enough to get any physical sexual stimulation out of it, she loved the feeing of the cock pressing through her cleavage for the first time, and most of her satisfaction came from the knowledge that the guy she was tit fucking was getting a lot of pleasure from it. As Greg started thrusting back, she sighed contently, and glanced down at the cock thrusting between her tits. Stretching her neck down, and adjusting her angle slightly, she was able to lick his cockhead with every thrust, lapping up his precum. She was aiming to keep him on edge, but not enough to tip him over the edge just yet. "Time!" Emma and Nadine swapped again, ready for Simone. Emma stopped Simone just before she went down, "Don't make him cum yet," she whispered. Simone looked confused, but accepted that Emma knew what she was doing. Greg's hands shot up to Nadine's tits and had a long, deep grope of them, "Ooooh! He looks about ready to pop, girls!" Nadine announced gleefully. Beth had moved herself over to Dan and Martin, and had Martin's cock in her mouth, with Dan's in one hand, moving in an alternate rhythm. As her head bobbed down and swallowed more of Martin's cock, her hand stroking up Dan's shaft to the head, plunging back down as her head rose up Martin's rigid member. It was truly a sight to behold, and obvious that Beth had a favourite. Young Emma was stood by watching them, one hand on her clit strumming away, the other massaging a breast. It wasn't very long before Nadine called for the next girl. It was Young Emma's turn, moving over and taking over from Simone almost instantly, flowing in just as Simone moved out. Her hand steadied his shaft as she swirled her tongue and lips around the head. Greg cried out from beneath Nadine, "I'm gonna cum!" "Let us see, Emma!" Nadine smiled. Young Emma dropped Greg's cock from her mouth and began ferociously masturbating him, aiming his cock at her tits, ready to catch his load. At that moment, everyone stopped and shot to their feet to watch as Greg's hips bucked, his legs tensed and shot out behind Young Emma as he finally began to ejaculate. A huge gush of cum shot out at such velocity, it cleared Young Emma's shoulder entirely, landing on Simone's foot and leg behind her, the main blob splattering on her ankle, its tail streaking up her shin. She let out a cry of shock, before laughing it off. Young Emma aimed his cock further down, managing to catch Greg's second spurt on her collarbone and breast, a third shot she directed across her other breast, the rest drooling out over her hand and his softening cock. Everyone cheered, and Nadine got up off Greg's face so he could see his handiwork. "Holy shit!" he exclaimed, watching Young Emma wiping his cum off her hand into her breasts. "Well done, Emma!" "Nice one!" "Very hot!" "Thanks guys," Young Emma smiled widely at the appraisal from the other members of the group. She moved to stand up, but Emma spoke out. "Stay down," Young Emma knelt back down on the floor, looking confused, "Because you did such a good job, and are the new girl, we've decided that you are to receive additional rewards and thanks from Dan and Martin," Emma gestured towards both of the guys, who were masturbating behind her. "Oh God," Young Emma breathed, "Are you sure?" "Yeah, you've earned it!" Emma directed Dan and Martin over to Young Emma. They waddled over, cocks still in hand, still wanking, attempting to usher in a quick second orgasm. "God, Emma, your tits are so good!" Dan said, gaze fixed on them. Young Emma blushed, groping them, some strings of cum sticking to her fingers, "Wanna fuck them?" she smiled as she scooped Greg's cum out of the way, spitting into her cleavage to lubricate it. Dan moved so that his cock rested in the valley of her breasts, and she closed the gap, sandwiching him in there. He began thrusting, the first one or two were relatively slow, but he picked up the pace rather swiftly. It didn't take Dan long before he went to pull out and jack himself off over Young Emma's breasts, but she objected, "No, no, no, no, stay, don't ruin it now, at the best part," Dan moaned and strained his face as he continued, pushing further and further towards orgasm, the slight delay setting him back. He thrust a few more times, a jet of cum finally rushing out of his cock and up Young Emma's neck, crowning her cleavage with his semen, the rest dribbling out into her cleavage. Martin was so turned on, that no sooner had Dan finished and moved out of Young Emma's cleavage, he swooped in, and shot a load across the crest of her tits, a white streak outlining them. Young Emma dropped her breasts from her hands and sighed contently, to applause from the group, Emma helping her up onto her feet, cum dripping off one nipple and onto the carpet. "Welcome to the club, Emma!"