“You could have one cock in your pussy and the other one in your mouth,” he continued to whisper. “You could sit on someone’s face and get plowed from behind while you stroked that cock with your hand, teasing the man with your amazing lips. I can almost hear you right now, getting ready to come hard.”
Everything he was saying was exactly what was playing in my mind like a movie. I wasn’t sure if he knew just how hard he was turning me on, but he didn’t let up, leaning forward as he whispered, running his hand under the blanket and down between my legs. He squeezed my warm wet mound as he whispered in my ear and glanced around, very slowly grinding my hips against his fingers.
“Are you turned on?”
“You have no idea,” I whispered, leaning my head back and kissing him.
I was pretty sure I had never been that turned on in my entire life. Not the first time I fucked the group, not that hot night on the train, and not even earlier when Kristin was rubbing my pussy in the bathroom. I felt like I was going to burst right then and there, and I hoped that Kristin changed the subject or moved on because I wasn’t sure I could hold out much longer. It was like the biggest tease I had ever taken part in, and I didn’t even know if there would be a release at the end of it. One thing I knew, though, was that if it weren’t for the fact that Austin and Jessica weren’t on board with group sex, I’d be fucking Jason’s dick right then, running my lips over Matt’s and tasting Kristin’s sweet pussy.
Chapter 20
Jason
“Alright, my love,” Kristin said, looking at me. “It is your turn to ask the question.”
I smiled and kissed her on the cheek, turning and thinking hard about what I wanted to ask. It needed to be something really good, something that would push the group to open up even more about their interests, their thoughts, and something that would help my beautiful wife reach her goals with this plan of hers. We had been ramping up the sexual tension with all of these stories of fucking, questions about orgasms, and obvious playtime between the couples under their blankets, and we needed to make sure that stayed just as intense. I had always been really good at answering the questions, but never really good at asking them. Kristin was always the creative one.
She looked at me and winked, knowing I was trying to keep up the excitement that she had created. But how was I supposed to take “Never Have I Ever” to the next level? It didn’t push anyone to act on their desires. It just made it possible for everyone to open up verbally. It was much more difficult to act than it was to speak. Suddenly, a brilliant idea hit me, and I cou
ldn’t help the smile curling up on my lips. I knew exactly what I needed to do to take this up a notch, and hopefully, Kristin would follow my lead.
“Alright,” I said, rubbing my hands together. “Never have I ever… lost at Truth or Dare.”
I watched as several people lifted their glasses and took a drink. Kristin sipped hers and looked at me with a coy smile, obviously knowing exactly where I was going with that. That was why I loved her. She never missed a thing.
“What exactly do you mean by ‘losing’ at Truth or Dare?” Austin leaned forward, asking the question.
“I have never failed to complete a dare, no matter how crazy or outlandish it was,” I replied. “Even when I was a kid and we played the game.”
“I don’t know, that kind of sounds like a challenge,” Kristin said, following my lead. “Maybe it’s time that we switched up the game a little. I totally see a game of Truth or Dare and these drinks going down some very interesting roads in this snowed-in little cabin. Good job, honey. I like how you think.”
“Why, thank you,” I replied, kissing her lips and squeezing her hand.
“Are you guys serious? Are you really suggesting that we, a group of grown adults, play Truth or Dare? I don’t think I’ve played that game since I was a teenager, and definitely never with so much alcohol flowing.”
“Of course, that is what I am suggesting,” Kristin said, laughing hard. “I think it is exactly what we need to get our blood flowing and have a few laughs, or whatever goes along with it.”
“Alright,” Jessica sang, smiling back at Austin, who looked a little more than nervous at the idea of playing this game.
“Okay,” Kristin replied, rubbing her hands together and sitting up on her knees. “Jason, what do you pick? Truth or Dare? And remember, I am ruthless when it comes to this game, so make sure that you choose wisely. I will not hold back just because you are my husband.”
“I would expect nothing less of you,” I said, chuckling. “I choose Dare.”
“Are you sure?”
“Absolutely, give me your best shot.” I smiled.
“I dare you to strip down naked and do twenty pushups while keeping an egg balanced on your ass,” she said triumphantly.
“Is that the best you can do?” I teased. “I thought you were a beast at this game.”
“I’m just warming up, baby, so take it all off and get to pushing,” she said, snapping her fingers. “Or are you too scared to show your physical prowess to the group?”
“When have you ever known me to be shy when it comes to getting naked? I have always said that clothes are an unnecessary societal norm.” I laughed. “Hell, I work out naked all the time. That is why we have a gym in the house.”
She smiled at me as I stood up and started to take off my clothes. I could see Kristin and Jessica’s eyes widen as I lifted up my shirt and purposely flexed my muscles in the light of the fire. When my pants dropped to the floor, there was a collective clearing of the throat and shift in seating. I liked how it felt to have their eyes on me again. It had been a really long time.
“I’ll get the egg,” Kristin said, jumping up and running toward the kitchen.