“Jason, I swear to God. You’re gonna fucking regret that fucking call,” Kate said. Weak when strong. Strong when weak. I had figured that one out way back when Sam was doing it. Kate knew I had her beat.
Emma and Kristen, though, didn’t, so they quickly folded.
“Show me yours, I’ll show you mine,” I said.
“Little late for that,” she said, eyeing me from toes to head. She couldn’t hide her little look of appreciation at my pendulous penis.
“Fine,” I shrugged. I showed her my jack. Suddenly she perked up. She showed her jack to the group.
“Tie!” she exclaimed, “we have the same card!”
“That you do,” Ashley said, “so what?”
“So it means no one wins, right? Because we have the same card?”
“Technically in poker it means we both win,” I said, “we split the pot.”
“How do you split the pot in… dirty naked poker or whatever the hell this is?”
Dirty naked poker. That was the name! I’d spent all game trying to figure it out and had Kate solved it in seconds.
“I think it means you both have to fuck,” Kristen said.
Kate just glared at her.
“Actually, I think it means you both have to fuck each other,” Emma said.
“No, it does not,” Kate said.
“Yeah, I think it does,” I said.
I looked over to Sam. Crazily, I thought he would be happy. He was getting one last good one over Kate. But he didn’t look happy. Not at all.
“You just couldn’t wait to make me miserable,” Kate told Emma.
“Actually, hon,” Ashley said, “I think… I think you might really enjoy this.”
Kate looked at her friend. She shook her head.
“Fine. Whatever.”
Kate got up and walked over to the Kate cum blanket. We hadn’t even rolled it away after its last adventure. Now Kate was gonna get to re-christen it with her Katie cum.
Kate flopped down on the blanket. She barely even bothered to spread her legs.
“Just… Just do what you’re gonna do. Let’s get this over with,” Kate said.
I noticed the slightest bit of juice leak out of her cunt. Maybe Kate wasn’t so upset about this. Maybe Kate’s big turn on was being angry.
I got up off the floor stood over her. My cock made a shadow across her gorgeous chest. And stomach. And pussy. Like little Jason was marking all the places he’d be drooling over in a moment.
My GOD she was fucking perfect. Her brown hair splayed on the blanket beneath her. Her big blue eyes sneaking glances at my cock when she thought I wasn’t looking. Those thick, blowjob lips.
Her enormous breasts sat high on her ribcage no matter how she positioned herself. Her areola were tight and almost rippling. Her nipples pointed straight to the sky.
Kate’s tits were so great, they almost overshadowed her beautiful, bare twat. Her perfect pussy lips were practically pouting. Her clitty tentatively peaked out from behind the curtains to see if the audience was ready for her performance.
Kat’s legs were long and tan and oh so fucking tight. He had robin egg blue painted toenails and an ankle bracelet (anklet?) that was really super sexy right now for some reason.
And there it was. Best overall body. Holy hell was I on the money when I gave her that award. I had spent all night in constant anticipation. I’d spent weeks, months, waiting for a moment like this.
Now I was going to slide into the girl I’d dreamt about my entire post-pubescent life. A girl that was so hot, guys who had never even seen her would fantasize about her when they jerked off. My best friend’s girlfriend. Yeah. That was kind of a turn on, too. I won’t lie.
My cock was so hard and long it was like walking around with a medieval torture device between me legs. My balls felt so heavy, I was sure I had enough sperm to fill up a swimming pool. I only prayed that I’d be able to hold off. Five minutes, God. Give me five good minutes. I stayed so patient all night. Let me stay patient just a little longer.
I stood over her, admiring my prize. I saw her sneak her legs a little wider.
Oh Kate.
I knelt down. I had dreamt of her for so long. Since I we met as freshmen in high school. I’d followed her around like a puppy for four years. Done everything for her. All for one big lousy payoffNshe starting fucking my best friend.
Oh Kate. Oh Katie.
I started to slide forward. Then I remembered: condom. Kate wouldn’t touch a cucumber without protection. She wasn’t gonna let alone let me stick my bad boy in her bare.
Suddenly Emma dropped down right next to me. Without even a warning, Emma grabbed my cock.
Shit. We really needed to have that talk.
“Hang on there extra super big, big bro,” Emma said.
“What?”
She smiled at me. Seriously? What the hell was going on here? I looked up. Everyone else was sort of milling around, waiting for us to get going. Ashley looked aroused. Kristen looked nervous. Sam was way in the back. He looked pissed.
“Sam’s really upset,” Emma told me.
“So I shouldn’t go through with this?” I asked, “I don’t remember him holding back for me.”
“He wasn’t about to do your girlfriend,” Emma said. She gave me a little squeeze.
My cock pulsed happily in her hand. What did he know, the big dope? If he had any idea of what Emma was holding him back from, he’d have spit in her face.
I sighed.
“So I should stop,” I said.
“I’m not saying that… necessarily,” Emma smiled. She used her free hand to brush the bangs out of her face. God she was sexy. Shit. No. No she wasn’t. She was just my sister and she was amazing.
“I just want to make sure you know what you’re getting into,” Emma said.
“Ha ha.”
Emma squeezed my cock a little tighter. I turned to look at her. Her eyes blazed.
“I guess what I’m saying is… Look, we all had a lot fun tonight.”
I guffawed.
“No. Really. We did. I mean, the people who didn’t have fun… maybe there’s a reason for that. And maybe you think we didn’t notice, but trust meNanyone who matters knows you did yeoman’s work tonight. You really really did.”
“What does that even mean? Yeoman’s work? I cleaned the dishes? I poured the drinks?”
“No no no no no. All night, every time, you only thought about one thingNeveryone else’s pleasure. It wasn’t just keeping the drinks filled or the place clean or inventing a game, on the spot, that everyone could play and enjoy. You made sure that everyone felt good about themselves. Their bodies. Their choices. You made everyone feel safe.
“You even told Sam he had a nice ass.”
OK, I didn’t remember actually telling him that, but sure. Why not?
“Meanwhile, I sat out maybe the whole game just because Kate made me feel shitty about my boobs. I let a lot of stupid shit happen. I shouldn’t have.”
“Em…”
“Let me finish. Kristen pushed everyone else to do stuff, but wouldn’t do anything, herself. I don’t know if I’ll ever forgive Ashley for bullying Kristen and me into that stupid kiss.
“Then Kate, that selfish bitch, spent the whole night trying to please herself or piss off everyone else.”
“Emma, that’s not fair.”
“That’s how I saw it. And Sam? Well Sam made sure that he got his, didn’t he?”
I couldn’t help but notice she was still caressing my cock. Ordinarily, I would be pissed that she wasn’t at least stroking it, but at this point I was pretty sure she was one good rub away from triggering my cannon and end of all my fun
“But you? You never got off. Not because you didn’t have the opportunity. You were so focused on everyone else’s happiness that you stiffed yourself.”
“Stiffed, huh?”
“Very stiff,” Emma said. She gave my cock a squeeze.
“You’re a good guy, Jason. A really good guy. But maybe… maybe I don’t want you to be a good guy tonight.”
“You want me to be, like, a jerk?”
“No,” Emma said, “I just mean that INand by I, I mean we, the people whose opinion really mattersNwe all want to make sure you go ahead and get yours. OK?”
“What does that even mean?” I was still so confusedNmaybe because all my brain blood had quit early and raced off to be cock-and-balls blood.
“Go ahead and get yours?” Emma asked, “Pretty sure you can figure that one out all by yourself.”
Emma gave my cock one last good tug and then slapped me hard on the ass. Well there it was thenNeither the best or the worst pre-game speech I’d ever gotten. At least the slap on the ass was par for the course.
“We doing this thing or what?” Kate called from somewhere north of Mt. Boobmore.
“Keep your pants on,” I said.
“Little late for that!” Kristen called out. Wow, she really was an instigator. Maybe I would give her a little incitement of my own after all of this was over.
I took my cock in my handNhard as nails, hot as hell, longer than I’d ever fucking seen it beforeNand guided myself forward.
My fingers grazed her moist, pudgy lips. It was a weird sensation. I was used to brushing against pubic hair well before feeling full on vagina. Benefit of going bare, I guess.
I slowly slid the backs of my fingers up her crack, getting the lay of the land. She wasn’t steaming by any means. Compared to Emma she was bone dry. But Kate was feeling pretty wet, all things considered. I decided to warm her up a little before going in. I wanted to fuck the girl, not hurt her. Not in that way, anyway.
Her vulva was open and her clit was out, but neither were necessary raring to go. I slowly worked my cock up and down her hot little slitNjust like Ashley showed me, only from the other way around.
I heard Kate’s breath catch. Felt her legs open a little more to let me inside. I did one more sweep with my penis. Even if she wasn’t ready, I couldn’t hold out any longer.
I shuffled forward slightly on my knees. I used my free hand to hold myself up. Only two parts of us were touching, beyond some incidental leg contact: Her pussy. My cock.
I slid myself up and into place. Kate was already panting pretty heavy. Her little clitty slid out and rubbed herself against my knuckles like an attention-starved kitty. I heard something like a sigh break through Kate’s heavy breaths.
I gave my member a little wiggle with my right hand to make sure it was in the exact right spot to slam home. Then I let go.