Truth or Dare with Dana - Group Sex
A New Year's Party turns even wilder than hoped.
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It was just a regular New Year's Eve Party that night, or so I had believed. Kara, my wife of just three months, was more than a little drunk that night, and a large part of me wondered if either of us would be sober enough to drive. As it was, I began cutting back to make sure that someone could at least call the cab. From the looks of it, it would have to be me, because it damn sure wasn't going to be Kara.
I had just started to dial the numbers when my hostess, Dana Corcoran, walked behind me and slipped her arms around my waist, even placing sweet kisses on my neck.
"Now, now. Don't just run off like that, dear. It's not polite to eat and run. You don't have to go home at all tonight. I'd rather that you two just saved your cab money and spent the night here. You're both a lot more fun when the sauce hits you."
Bear in mind that I had never dated Dana in my life, as much as she had constantly flirted with me, often in Kara's presence. My wife had never acted jealousy about the flirting, either, oddly enough as wives went. Then again, Kara was a very strange bride to begin with, having said nothing about my bachelor party other than to order my best man, Carlos, to "see to it that he comes home safe and happy. That's your job."
Admittedly, Kara's own bachelorette party was reportedly rather wild, too, though she said remarkably little about it. Dana went to that, too, and apparently took more than a few selfies with Kara that were clearly meant to tease and joke with the whole lesbian lovers angle. To be perfectly blunt, I wondered about those two at times. Anyway, there I stood with Dana, my wife's best friend and maid of honor, holding me by the waist, when Kara walked up to us and simply planted one on me before brushing my hard-on.
"Hmmm, seems that booze hasn't messed him up too much. Lucky me. In the meantime, though, perhaps we can play a game or two. What do you think, Dana?" Kara asked rather suggestively of our hostess.
"I was just telling him that I didn't want you guys to leave tonight. I'd rather that you both crashed with me. The others can take a hike or call a cab, but you guys are my favorite guests. I enjoy your company so much," Dana told us, not once letting go of my waist as she ground her breasts against my back ... small as they were, Dana's tits were firm, perky, and very soft.
"I like that idea. How about you, Saul? Want to spend New Year's here and wake up in a strange bed again?" Kara winked at me.
Yes, my wife finally brought up the fact that I had indeed found myself alone in one of Dana's guest bedrooms on my wedding day and never could figure out how that happened. I still asked myself how I could have been so drunk that I didn't recall being moved. I wondered how much she knew, but I gather that Dana told her everything (which was more than I myself knew, of course). Why was it Dana's house and not Carlos's, for that matter, and why hadn't Kara been at least a little pissed at him for losing track of me?
"Oh, that. You're not angry about that, I hope," I chuckled as I blushed.
"Nope. That was just clean fun. Just like tonight will be, I swear," Kara snickered for some reason.
Half the guests were already gone by then, and more than a few were already getting ready to go, including my brother Eli and my sister Ruth, as well as my brother-in-law Mordechai. Carlos, however, stayed for now. He kept chuckling more than a little, for reasons that still escaped me. It felt as if I were the butt of some kind of joke that nobody saw fit to explain to me. That was an annoying sensation, even if everyone seemed light-hearted enough about it. Pretty soon, it was down to the four of us and that was when Dana brought up the game which really shook up my world and made me question everything that I thought that I knew.
"Truth or Dare, guys?" Dana asked us, quite flirtatious as always and eager to play it.
"Is that wise when we're inebriated?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Don't be silly, hon. It's the perfect time for this game. We're far more likely to just go with it and that makes this a lot more fun," Kara seconded Dana's motion...
I ought to have known that my sexy wife would back her friend up whenever there was fun to be had. Then again, it really did seem like fun and I didn't wish to be a rude guest, so Truth or Dare it was.
When Carlos grinned and agreed, Dana perked up and told him, "Just for that, you can spend the night here, too. Thank you."
"Your turn, then," Dana told Carlos.
Remember how Dana's arms had been around my waist earlier, in full view of my rather playful wife? Well, Dana's hands now roamed my neck and slipped up the back of my shirt, believe it or not. Meanwhile, Carlos's own fingers now rested rather surprisingly on my right hand, as if he were holding it or something. Kara's own hands traced her way down the crotch of my pants.
'Truth," he smiled in response to the challenge.
"Have you ever kissed another man?" Dana asked my best friend.
"Actually, yes, I have. More than a few times," my former best man admitted with a grin and a wink at the ladies, "Your turn. Truth or Dare?"
"Truth," Dana smiled wider now.
"Have you ever kissed a married man?" Carlos inquired, as he tightened his grip on my hand ... I was too hammered to object.
"He wasn't married when I kissed him, but it was during his bachelor party," Dana blushed and giggled.
"Kara's turn," I said abruptly, really curious now, "Truth or Dare?"
"Truth," Kara said coyly.
"Why do you never act jealous when Dana does what she's doing now?" I referred at last to how much Dana liked to get frisky with me all the time.
"Do you want me to, or is this just curiosity on your part?" Kara evaded my question, which was odd.
"Curiosity. It's always a little different with her. You flirt with her at times, too, but not like she does with me," I commented casually.
"Okay, then. I like it when Dana flirts with you and you flirt back at her. It's a turn-on, just as when Carlos and you flirt, though you're not consciously aware that you're doing that at all," Kara licked her lips as she confessed her lustful thoughts, "Now, your turn. Truth or Dare?"
"Truth," I completed the circle of truths, at least for this round. The others had shared interesting facts about themselves, and I felt that it was only fair to tell them something honest before I sobered up and chickened out.
"Very well. Are you naturally monogamous? Honestly? Or would you rather spread your wings now and then? Tell the truth and shame the Devil, though I think that I already know the answer," Kara's dimples showed, even on her beautiful olive skin, as she asked me that very tough and impish question of hers.
"No. Sorry, but since you know me so well and we're being candid, you clearly expected that, didn't you?" I revealed my true feelings about this issue, "I agreed to monogamy out of love for you, since you seemed to want it and I didn't want to cause you pain. Lately, though, I've wondered just how much you really seemed to care about it. Personally, I would have preferred an open relationship, but you wanted marriage, and well, you're a good Lebanese Catholic girl. I didn't think that you'd consider swinging once we exchanged vows. Open marriage as such seemed to be out."
"Oh, honey, you really are a sweetheart, aren't you? A good Jewish boy of the Orthodox stripe on one level, though a natural libertine beneath the surface. Willing to sacrifice like that for my peace of mind. I wanted marriage, sure, but I never once said a thing about monogamy. I just let our families think so, because they'd never understand otherwise. Remember our wedding vows? Did you ever notice what words were kept out of them, for both of us, of course?" Kara said as she actually licked the left side of my face.
"Yes, the bit about 'forsaking all others.' It stuck out, but I ignored it, because I frankly didn't need them added to the vows, even if some of my relatives ... and yours, complained about their absence," I acknowledged, even as the three of my companions got friskier.
"I rest my case, Your Honor. My point is that this is OUR marriage. Not the church's, not God's, and not our families'. It's up to us what we do in the future, not to them, right?" Kara asserted.
"Touche. Point taken," I smiled at the prospect of reviewing those issues at some point. Maybe it would make a good New Year's Resolution for both of us.
"Carlos's turn again, I think," Dana reminded us now as she now breathed hard on my neck, "Truth or Dare?"
"Dare," Carlos broke the Truth streak at last, but we were all ready for it, thanks to the drinks ... I certainly had plenty of Captain in me, if nothing else.
"I dare you to kiss Saul on the mouth," Dana snickered as she told Carlos that.
One could have heard a pin drop, and certainly my stomach came up to my throat for a second, as my surprisingly smooth Puerto Rican friend planted a lip lock on me that included more tongue than I could have ever anticipated. What shocked me even more was the degree to which I kissed him back, in spite of my own expectations. I wasn't attracted to him, was I? Well, my cock was harder than steel and my mouth kept melting into his hot Latin lips and tongue, so apparently I was.
"Well ... that was ... something else," I blushed slightly as Carlos pulled back, a satisfied grin crossing his face now.
"Your turn, Dana," Carlos now smirked as he added, "Truth or Dare?"
"Dare," Dana winked at him.
"I dare you to kiss Saul as well ... also on the mouth," Carlos encouraged my wife's closest girlfriend.
"So be it. Pucker up, sweetie," Dana urged me as she played tonsil hockey with me, her tongue swirling mine for the desired effect, and everyone could tell that I was just into it as she was.
"Damn, girl!" I noted my very hard cock, now leaking precum ... Dana just shrugged and winked at me.
"Before we go any further, perhaps we should set some ground rules for this. I mean ... what limits should the dares have? Do we have to do every dare, no matter what?" I proposed.
Dana shook her head, "I vote no limits, and since I'm the hostess, I get my way. Agreed?"
"Agreed," my wife answered eagerly ... too eagerly?
"Same here," Carlos licked his chops now.
"Well, it's your place, I'm your guest, and I'm outvoted, plus you've been very ... friendly, as always. I suppose that I'll go along with such rules. The sky's the limit," I conceded before turning to Kara, "Your turn, babe. Truth or Dare?"
"Time to put my money where my mouth is, huh? I'll bite. Dare," Kara smiled as if she badly wanted a risque dare, too.
"I dare you to strip naked and spend the rest of the night that way," I laughed as I instructed her to undress.
"Okay."
Kara began by taking off her blouse, slowly, button by button, until she stood in bra, skirt, and ... whatever was underneath the skirt. That turned out to be her panties and hose, both of which came off even before the skirt. Once her bra was gone, all that was left was the skirt, which she unzipped and slid enthusiastically off her own skin. Naked in all of her Middle Eastern glory, my dear bride showed not a sign of self-consciousness about it and even seemed relieved to be free of her textile prison. Seeing her now bald pussy gave me an incredible rush, too, as I knew that Kara only shaved her bush when she intended for something wild and kinky to happen. Carlos noticeably didn't drool, but Dana and I did.
"Your turn, honey. Truth or Dare?" Kara reminded me as she slid next to me again and started pressing her naked flesh to mine.
"Dare, then," I opted to be go along for now ... one truth and dare each was a fair start.
"Good. I dare you to fuck Carlos's mouth ... good and hard ... let him suck you as much as he wants, and cum down his throat," Kara giggled, while Dana high-fived her now.
I coughed a bit, but I was truly trapped. There was no way out of this except by exploring whatever attraction I might have for my best friend. Our friendship might not ever be the same, but I had given my word and we would be ruined if I totally rejected him, too, I could just tell. Anyway, I felt bound by my honor, and for whatever reason, the idea really turned me on, so I unzipped my pants and let Nature take over.
The next thing that I realized, my dick was halfway inside my buddy's mouth as he greedily slurped it good. When he got it far enough down his throat, I began moving my hips instinctively to actively fuck his mouth as if it were a pussy. Carlos's mouth was hot, wet, slippery, and felt like Heaven on my cock. When I grabbed his hair and began aggressively ramming his throat, Carlos's prick became unbearably stiff and Dana helped slide his pants down to his ankles. The harder I ravaged his mouth, the more erect he became, until finally he leaked precum from his dick.
As I felt my balls churn a bit more and spew out my load into Carlos's throat, he visibly jettisoned his own jizz onto a towel that conveniently happened to be there ... another odd coincidence, or was it? When Carlos stood up, I acted once more on instinct and exchanged bodily fluids through a snowball kiss with him. Evidently, I didn't taste too bad, at least from what I could judge. Perhaps slightly salty, but there was nothing wrong with that. More to the point, both women circled me in obvious arousal and began fondling me enthusiastically, as did Carlos ... I couldn't help but notice that Carlos did nothing with them, however.
"Wow ... I've never ... fucked a man's mouth before. That was ... incredible! I guess that I've had my first extra-marital encounter, Kara, and we didn't even plan or discuss it much ahead of time. Just a simple dare that you gave me," I chuckled.
"Ready to keep playing, stud?" Carlos grinned as Dana now held my pants and underwear hostage.
"Sure, why not? I want my pants and boxers back, after all, and Dana's holding them for ransom," I laughed more than a little.
"That she is ... such a doll, isn't she?" Kara asked as she pressed her breasts to my own chest and Dana now closed in on me from behind.
"Yes, definitely," I agreed, even as Dana's mouth opened and she gave me a hickie on the back of my neck.
"Truth or dare?" Dana asked Carlos a third time.
"Truth," Carlos agreed, not ready for the next dare yet, even as he groped my body.
"What is your sexual orientation?" Dana asked him point-blank at last.
"Gay. One hundred percent, six on the Kinsey scale, Fire Island gay. Not a trace of hetero in me, babe, though if there was, I'd have fucked you at the drop of a hat. I'm an absolute, true-blue, old-fashioned homosexual," Carlos admitted for the record, though I had thought by now that he might be gay, "Your turn, my fair lady. Truth or Dare?"
"Truth," Dana answered as well, winking at me even as Kara and she kept rubbing their slick bodies against mine.
"Have you ever fucked Saul, and if so, when?" Carlos now really got my attention ... when would Dana have possibly fucked me? What made him think that she had?
"Yes, and you know full well when. It was shortly the bachelor party, when he was drunk, horny, and frustrated by the stripper ... You caught us and simply joined in on the act. Remember how Kara found us, naked together, the three of us on my bed, spooning, Saul's cock still buried in my pussy while yours was up his ass!" Dana recalled fondly indeed.
I paled at hearing this, of course. I had a threesome while drunk with the best man and maid of honor, and Kara had simply looked the other way? She had condoned my MMF action with our two closest friends? The biggest shock she left for next, when, trembling, I asked her to answer.
"Truth or Dare, Kara?" I asked her nervously, though she didn't show any sign of jealousy or anger, or even hurt.
"Truth," Kara had a saucy smile now as she answered my challenge.
"What happened after you caught us, exactly?" I insisted upon knowing and this was the best chance for answers at last.
"Are you kidding, sweetheart? I sucked you back to hardness, straddled you, and rode you until we both came that morning. You must have been quite out of it if you didn't remember being used for sex by your own fiancee on the day of your wedding. I guess that the blue pills that we slipped you in your drinks helped counter the ED that people that sauced usually get. Don't worry. There was no GHB. Just whiskey and potency pills.
"Yes, it was a plot ... a conspiracy to get you laid by all three of us. We were tired of not getting to share you, so it was no fault of yours, babe. What did you think that this evening was about, honey? It was another excuse to seduce you, this time for a true foursome. By the way, we slipped you more blue pills.
"Look, the three of us want to sleep with you regularly ... be your lovers. Now, do we really need to keep playing this game, or are you ready to be the meat in our sandwich? How about it? Dare to be our lover?" Kara now challenged me.
"So ... the three of you, with me? What about you two ladies? Are you girls lovers, too?" I probed, only to be answered by a deep tongue kiss shared by the women.
"Yes, but you'll always come first with us," Dana promised me as she pried my cheeks apart and started to play with my ass.
"Always?" I reacted with surprise.
"It's all about you, honey," Kara assured me while stroking my dick and my balls, "So, yes, always."
"Always," Carlos spoke as he lubed up and slid his cock into my now prepared asshole, "Sorry, babe ... this is about you, too. I wasn't lying. You just really need to feel how great it will be to have my prick inside you."
"What about ... others?" I asked them.
"No need. This is about you. You're just going to have to man up. The girls have each other, but I only need you, hot shot. We're your personal harem. Just get used to it," Carlos told me as he kept pounding me, soon reaching my prostate with little trouble, "And wait until you get to sodomize me. Oh, it's going to be awesome!"
My cock was now very stiff indeed, and I badly needed to fuck someone, so Dana soon slid underneath me and offered her pussy for my pleasure at last. It wasn't much longer until I bottomed out inside Dana, my every hip movement helping both her and Carlos drive me to the brink. I kissed her mouth, her neck, face, her shoulders, and even her tits as we fucked good and hard. She let out a wail as wild as a banshee's, especially once Kara began feeding her tits to her, burying her face in her wonderful bosom. Every few seconds, I would hear moans and cries of pleasure come from Kara's lovely cleavage.
I couldn't hold back any longer and now I came far inside Dana's slit, filling her with my seed, even as Carlos unloaded his own spunk inside my asshole. My butt and my cock were both rather sore, but I found that I wasn't going soft again just yet. Yes, those blue pills continued to keep me going for a little while longer. I wasn't too shocked, then, when Kara opened her loving mouth and began sucking my cock as if it were a matter of life and death. Nor was I stunned when Carlos and Dana teamed up to start rimming us for the sheer pleasure of it. Dana licked Kara's bottom while Carlos tongued my crack, but both of them kept quite busy eating our asses.
"So ... how long have you and Dana been intimate?" I wondered, rather curious now.
"From the beginning, babe. From the very beginning. We were lovers first, but we had to seduce you into marrying me and fucking both of us. Trust me, we never had any intentions of imposing any double standards on you. One way or the other, we were going to get you into bed with both of us. When we learned about Carlos, well ... the rest is history. He's been waiting such a long time and he's such an adorable twink that we just had to get him his way. We always knew that there was something more than just bromance going on there," Kara winked at me before the long licks of Dana's tongue on her tush became too much to ignore.
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"Sorry if we tricked you and went behind your back, but as you can see, we had to get you to this point, to bring in the New Year with a nice, healthy bang. Trust me, honey ... it's all for you in the end. From now on, it's all up to you, and whatever you decide, we'll do it. Other people? Fine. Bondage? Also okay. Anything that you crave, dear. Your sluts will spend the rest of our lives making it up to you, babe. Oh, and this is a much nicer place. I've got a serious fucking trust fund. Leave your damn apartments and move in with me, all of you! Just remember the main rule of my household," Dana declared.
"Which is?" I asked her, quite unsure of what to expect.
"That Saul's the boss now. Saul always comes first. Always. We're YOUR harem, Saul. You're in charge now. Any other rules? That's up to you from now on," Dana assured me, even as Kara bent over and I slid my cock into her sweet twat from behind.
"Very well, then. First rule ... Strip! No more clothes around here!" I chuckled now as I plowed my wife to my heart's content, even as Carlos continued to lick my ass with gusto.
"Oh, I love it already!" Dana giggled as she undressed, adding, " ... think I could make it in amateur porn?"
"How about we find out?" I winked at my new concubine as I pounded my wife so damn hard.
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Truth or Dare with Dana Ch. 02 - Group Sex
Saul enjoys his new lovers and his kinky wife.
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Once again, I awoke with a hangover in an unfamiliar bed, this time to find that I wasn't alone at all. There was a hand tugging on mine, pulling me up with a physical strength that belied its owner's twinky persona. It was definitely a man's hand, and as I looked up at its owner, I saw the beaming face of my best friend and best man, Carlos Suarez. The sassy Puerto Rican had a big grin and then a kiss for me on the mouth, making no mistake as to his intentions, especially as he pointed the way to... whose bathroom again? For that matter, where was I and why was my best friend making undeniable sexual advances...and why did it just feel right to lock lips and tangle tongues with him, when I was a MARRIED MAN!
"Carlos, man...wow!" I told him as we broke off that steamy French kiss and I went to the john to relieve myself.
Carlos didn't speak, just followed me into the bathroom and began fondling my buns as I pissed, even rubbing his cock against my asshole. It felt great, but I still needed answers as to where I was and how I got there. I didn't remember anything from the night before...not yet...well, other than just starting a game of Truth or Dare...Oh, God, was that how this happened? What had I done, where was I, and what did my wife Kara and our hostess Dana have to do with it?
The next shock was when Carlos began pissing while his fine Latin hips and booty seemed to dance invitingly...teasing me with the prospect of fucking that sweet ass of his. The way that he behaved was seductive, but it also seemed to regard my consent as a fait accomplis...a fact accomplished. Then again, my body language, my stiff cock, and my passionate response didn't dissuade him...as many questions as I had, I still instinctively reacted to his overtures with desire and evident interest.
"Carlos...I don't know why this feels right for me, though it does...but what the fuck happened last night?" I asked my best friend...with benefits...as I rubbed my dick along his crack.
"Oh, papi, we had so much fun together! Amazing where some fine booze and a good game of Truth or Dare after a New Year's party can lead you, right? Still, I hope for so much more...we all do," Carlos answered in a way that created more questions in my mind, not fewer.
"We...I take it that Kara and Dana were involved somehow...she doesn't mind?" I asked him with some confusion and worry now.
"Oh, honey, we were all very much 'involved,' as you put it. It was our plan together and we made it happen last night. Congratulations, you now have a boyfriend and girlfriend as well as a wife," Carlos informed me while starting the shower.
"So, I have three lovers now? Well, three cheers for polyamory, then! What about you guys, though? It wouldn't be fair to expect you to be faithful to me if you're all sharing me, would it?" I noted as Carlos started washing my body, much to my astonishment.
"Sweetie, Dana and Kara are very attached to each other, if you know what I mean. Yes, they're lovers...lesbian lovers, but not exactly lesbians, if you get that distinction...just as you and I are gay lovers, but only I am actually gay. And, yes, baby, I am thoroughly, positively, unequivocally, flamboyantly gay. I'm honestly surprised that you missed it at times. I all but screamed my homosexuality in a few ways at you, but because I didn't come out to you, you never indicated any thoughts that I might be gay. Denial ain't just a river in Egypt, as they say, right?
"As for me, well...that's entirely up to you, honey. I won't lie and say that I won't have the urge to fuck another guy or two...and I might even yield to temptation, but if you want me to be faithful, I will try to be, even if I had to share you with a dozen people. That's just how I am. I'm a bit submissive in many ways, though not strictly a bottom, if you get the difference. You're the main man for me and I would walk on hot coals for you. Compared to that, having you control my sex life is a small thing. On the other hand, if you want to loan my ass out, too, I won't object to that, either," Carlos replied as he washed...and fondled my prick and my balls.
"Well, I was blindsided, but that was my fault. I just always took you for granted as a friend. It never occurred to me that you wanted more than that. After all, you had dates with women, though now I'm wondering if perhaps it was just to get people off your ass. Your family, for instance," I remarked, "Anyway, I didn't even know that I was bi or that I was flirting with you, but it seems that Kara and Dana both picked up on it somehow. They knew me better than I knew myself, I guess, at least about that much."
It was now my turn to wash Carlos, and I had to admit that I fully enjoyed the chance to play with his ass, his dick, his balls, and his sleek Latin body...For whatever reason, Carlos was a relatively smooth-skinned fellow (at least compared to me), and I got the distinct impression now that it wasn't totally natural. For one thing, he had no, and I do mean, NO pubic hair, no ass hair, either, or ball hair...though he had a minimal and natural amount of hair on his arms, legs, chest, and armpits. Carlos also had long, jet-black hair that he often kept in a ponytail, several tattoos and piercings, and a very short chin beard without a mustache rather than a proper goatee.
"Oh, yes, it's a fairly mainstream Puerto Rican family in Spanish Harlem. You know, got to marry, knock up the wife a lot, and then the wife mostly looks the other way if you fool around, but that's what good Catholic, Puerto Rican boys do, you know. Things have only changed in that some wives don't look the other way, while other wives cheat just as much or more. Not my scene, though. I just felt like playing along...until I fell in love with this sexy, bisexual Jewish bear from Cleveland.
"I despaired of being with you until I gained two unexpected allies in the form of the very wife that I dreaded that you'd take and her girlfriend, no less! Kinky cuties for sure, your sultry Lebanese wife and her fair Irish lover. Now I can come out to my family and not be all alone in this world, in case they disown me. As much of a twink as I am, I'm honestly stunned that they haven't figured out that I'm gay, but that's self-delusion for you. Mama really wants more grandchildren, after all. This makes it harder, but perhaps I can talk Dana into in vitro, at least once or twice," Carlos confessed.
We, now clean as a whistle (bad metaphor, really, given how many germs have to be on a whistle), began playing a bit in the hot water of what was apparently Dana's shower. I found my hands parting his buns and noticed some water-based lube, which couldn't be a coincidence. The next thing that I knew, I had entered Carlos from behind. A few strokes later, we really had a solid pace, even before I bottomed out inside him. His hips moved in harmony with mine, as he gasped and groaned in audible appreciation of the pleasure of my cock hitting his prostate.
I think that, as much as he had enjoyed topping me on those two occasions that I found out about, me topping him...him getting to have me inside him at last, that was especially delightful to him. It was the ultimate sign that he was my boy, my slut boi. After all, I really had to be into Carlos to do what I was doing now, right...especially as his was the first male ass that I had ever fucked. It was a hot, tight booty, too. His asshole felt just right on my cock, perhaps looser than it might have been when he first started bending over for guys, but still more than snug enough for me to feel the heat and friction of his insides against my dick.
However, neither of us came until the sliding door to the rather large walk-in shower opened and I saw with my own eyes my wife and her lover ogling us with undisguised lust and admiration. The smoldering expression of sexual desire from both women, even as they held hands and fondled each other's buns, just threw gasoline on the already raging fires of passion, and I exploded inside Carlos's tight butt. He in turn came in a hurry, apparently because he felt my hot, slimy cum inside him at last, staking my claim of ownership of my new slut boi.
"Well now, boys, I'd say that you've been having fun! Want to clean up a bit and join us for breakfast? Did you like using my lube? I look forward to you using it to sodomize Kara and me, too," Dana said as she planted a sizzling hot French kiss on my mouth.
"Gimme some of that, too!" my wife insisted, getting more aggressive than usual as she made out with me in front of Dana and Carlos.
"Girls, let's just say that you have a terrific idea there and I'm more than ready to take you on it. Carlos, babe, want to finish cleaning up and go downstairs for some breakfast? Plenty of more fun to be had afterward, of course. I don't plan to short-change any of my lovers, of course. We have so much more to do, all four of us, right?" I smiled at each of my partners before giving Carlos a deep soul kiss as well, thus making it clear that he was an equal companion to the others...we were all in this together, as a family now.
Carlos and I rinsed and dried off, while Dana and Kara openly kissed each other with more than a little tongue...and fondled each other's ass. If it wasn't quite a completely linked foursome, due to Carlos having no interest in women, it was close enough for me and the rest of them. As we headed downstairs, I felt a pair of soft, smooth feminine hands rub my buns and realized that I honestly didn't care whether it was Kara or Dana groping me. They would both get plenty of chances, after all, as would Carlos.
Speaking of Carlos, he and I walked hand in hand down the stairs to the dining room, where we discovered a rather sumptuous breakfast banquet set up for everyone's benefit. There were four Spanish omelets, as well as plenty of sausage links and patties, Potatoes O'Brien, bacon, and Belgian waffles with figs, whipped cream, and butter for all. There was also coffee, tea, and orange and papaya juice. It was a genuine invitation to gluttony, and I was more than impressed at the ladies doing such hard work while we guys slept off our hangovers and then had heated shower sex. I had certainly worked up an appetite, which I admitted, to no shock from the ladies.
"Honey, you always get extra hungry after really intense sex. Nothing wrong with that. I told Dana and she loved it, because, how did you put it, dear?" Kara declared before turning to her girlfriend...no, wait, OUR girlfriend.
"I said that it gives us two ways in which to show our loyal service to him. Like Carlos here, we live to serve Saul now, don't we, Kara, my sweet slut?" Dana told us as Kara and she plated the food.
"Sit, please, Master...and yes, you, Carlos, our favorite twink. It's not every guy, after all, that I would help to seduce my husband into his arms, but then Master isn't gay or straight. Master is bi, Dana and I figured that out some time ago, and we were eager for Master to experience a relationship with a man as well as with us. Not just any man, though...a man like Carlos, who truly adores him. You're so sexy together, my manly Jewish husband and his Puerto Rican twink boyfriend. Honey, it's like that Bryan Adams song with us...everything that we do, we do for you," Kara declared as she knelt and began sucking my cock under the table.
"Don't worry, I'll still eat my breakfast. This is just a little extra protein, that's all," my wife winked at me now as she took me deep into her hot mouth and throat, "And no, I don't care that it's been up Carlos's ass. I would eat your cum directly from his bunghole if he let me. You cleaned it off, anyway."
Here I was, trying to eat my breakfast and thoroughly enjoying myself as I did so, while my drop-dead gorgeous, highly sexed wife licked and sucked my dick with undeniable hunger. It was very difficult to just relax and enjoy the blowjob while I enjoyed my meal, but I did just that. Dana made things worse by eating in a very seductive and flirtatious manner, including when she slipped a fig into her own pussy and then ate it greedily with her juices still on it, to which she added some whipped cream. Carlos also teased me a bit by eating the sausage links in a way clearly meant to evoke images of him inhaling my cock.
When Kara began stroking my balls, too, I lost it and came with a decent load down her thirsty throat. She licked it from her lips and sat back with a saucy smile to finish her breakfast, which was thankfully not cold, but that was probably because of how effective Kara had been at emptying my balls again. Evidently, they were all eager to find out how many times they could get me to get hard and cum, because Dana, have having eaten much of her breakfast, promptly began sucking me, too. I couldn't believe just how eager she was, but then she was bi, not gay...all those months of waiting to fuck me regularly must have been torment to her. Judging from Dana's enthusiasm as she went down on me, she was like a starving, feeling very deprived since the night before the wedding.
"Oh, honey, I've waited so long for this! But now, here it is...Master's cock! Just you wait, sir! Before you know it, you'll be so used to bedding all three of us that, well...you won't need the blue pill that we ground up and put in your coffee. It will be wonderful! Whenever you want to get laid, you'll have your pick of three lovers, whatever you want from us, preferably all three of us if possible! You belong to us and we belong to you, Master! This is your home now, not just mine. We're all very committed to you, aren't we?" Dana assured me with sweet kisses to my cock and balls between licks and sucks...
"Hell, yes!" Kara shouted.
"You got that right, honey! I'm soooo his willing bitch!" Carlos blew me a kiss.
"I think that perhaps we should make it official somehow, then. It wouldn't be legally recognized, not exactly, but it could be our sort of public demonstration of our mutual loyalty and loving commitment, if you will. Not sure what exactly, but I'm sure that we can all think of something in that vein. I have no intentions of imposing fidelity on any of us, though. We've all proven to have real issues with such things, so why not just swap, swing, and share, but as a team? No more secrets, though. No more hiding anything behind my back. Is that clear?" I demanded from my new lovers, still a little perturbed as I recalled the cheating and other little details.
"Of course...sorry about that, Master! Feel free to punish me! I seduced Kara and then I helped Carlos seduce you," Dana admitted with a blush that showed up well on her pale Irish face.
"That was very noble of you to confess your role, Dana. On the plus side, you've done everything possible to bring us all together and I can't forget that, either. Whatever the case, you're all mine now, and I intend to play for keeps. You want to be my sluts, I'll gladly take you all. You want to move me in and share a bed nightly, that's sweet. I don't mind having a sassy Boston Irish socialite as one of my three sex slaves. We'll figure out other aspects in time. The new rule that you declared before turning over control spoke volumes, as have your actions this morning...all of yours. If I'm in charge, so much the better. I will make sure that you're all gladly that you proposed this.
"As for this sweet lady, I know that she can't help herself very well, can she? She's gotta suck cock, eat pussy, rim ass, and take cocks deep inside her holes. My dear Kara, yes, you're forgiven. You've been forgiven for a while now, especially since it's clear that you were willing to forgive me anything, too. That's exactly the attitude that guarantees forgiveness for you in my book. Just no more secrets, okay?" I spoke to the ladies first, but I had a message for Carlos all his own.
"Thank you, Master...Saul, honey...you won't regret this...will he, Dana, baby?" Kara told me with a kiss as Dana and she finished their breakfast.
"That's damn right, sweetie," Dana agreed as she sat on my lap for a moment and began making out with me and Kara in turns.
"Well, Carlos, as for you, I think that you understand how I feel now, but in case you didn't, let me make it plain. I love you as both a friend, a brother, and now a lover. I have been able to trust you at every turn, and despite this one honey trap that you and the girls set for me, I still believe that I can trust you with my life. That means more than anything else. I have discovered that you three are my true family, my real friends, my sweet, beloved companions in life. I love you as I love these ladies, though it comes from a different past and context. But again, no more secrets. That is the only thing that I don't really like about this. So, NO MORE SECRETS. Savvy?" I insisted as I took the blue pill that Kara held out now and offered it to Carlos.
"Now we'll both have a hard time settling down today, won't we?" I chuckled.
"That was the plan, I do believe. Sauce for the goose and all that jazz. I'll happily get it up for you as often as you wish, of course. I trust that you don't mind how versatile I can be about the whole top/bottom thing. I'm submissive, of course, but not all submissives are strictly bottoms. Though I'd be strictly bottom for you, if you wished it, of course. I'd be your bottom bitch for life and never look back. Anything for you, Master...anything for you. You are my guy, my teacher, my owner, etc. I'm your bitch boi," Carlos reminded me with conviction in his voice.
"Lucky for you, I don't want any of us to deny our natures. It didn't work for me when it came to monogamy, it certainly didn't work for you, Carlos, pretending to be straight, and it didn't work for Kara and Dana, not feeling free to tell me upfront about their lesbian love affair. So, let's all stay true to ourselves. I will dominate, you will all submit, but we will all fuck around, and we will all be loyal in our own way despite what society thinks of polyamory. There will be times when it helps, Carlos, that you're not a strict bottom, such as during some threesomes, while I'm fucking one of the ladies. Other times, I will definitely top you, as in the shower there. With that said, anything else on your minds?" I asked my three partners.
"Yes, how soon can we four get it on for a New Years' orgy?" Kara asked me with a passionate kiss on my lips.
"I thought that you'd never ask," I teased her.
"Well, if she hadn't asked, I would have," Dana added another French kiss for Kara and me as my wife replaced her on my lap.
"Or I," Carlos laughed heartily as he planted one on me...
A wife, a boyfriend, and girlfriend, all due to a secret plan and a game of Truth or Dare? What more could any man want?
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Truth or Dare with Dana Ch. 03 - Group Sex
The foursome have even more fun together.
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I was very far inside Dana while she fucked Kara with a strap-on ... and once again, Carlos was balls deep within my ass. Yes, we were all doing anal, too. My dick was buried up Dana's nice, tight butt, her dildo inside Kara's thick Lebanese booty, too. Dana's grunts, groans, and moans ... and whimpers were matched by Kara's stream of profanity in Arabic, Aramaic, and fifty other languages, or so it felt. Certainly, Carlos cussed a blue streak in Spanish as well as English as he sodomized me, too.
"Oh, God, honey ... oh, fuck me ... we should have done this all along ... months ago!" Kara, now at the bottom of the heap, declared as she came from the great feeling of Dana's fake cock in her tush.
"You got that right," Dana gasped, as she came and I exploded in her sweet Irish ass.
"Hell, yeah!" I exclaimed as Carlos finished inside me ... shooting his load toward my prostate.
"Well, well ... such a fine dick ... God, I love that you finally took my ass the way that you should ... You own it, after all. It's yours. Always yours. Right, Kara? Your husband totally owns my ass. He always has, even if he never knew it until now," Dana blushed as she kissed both of us.
"My sentiments exactly. This ass is his, too. Saul so fucking owns it ... and I wish that I had made that plainer to him a long time ago. Then he would know that he could fuck a dozen gals and/or guys and come home to fuck me hard up this ass without a peep from me. I would never have objected or protested a single peep if he had done just that. He's my man, but I'm his woman even more. Right, sweetie?" Kara said with a deep soul kiss for each of us.
"That makes three of us. This ass ... this cock, too. Both are his. And this mouth. I've been waiting for too long to give up my chance to serve my guy, my stud ... my hot Jewish bear from Cleveland. Truth be told, it's even sexier that he's married and bi instead of single and gay. It makes him forbidden fruit in some ways and that makes him so much yummier. Told you that we're your harem, didn't we, papi?" Carlos told me with a searing kiss of his own, this one just for me.
"That you did, sweet cheeks, that you did. Waking up to a harem is certainly going to be a nice adjustment for me. I'm pretty sure that I'll be in a much better mood going into work and all that fresh from fucking one or more of my sluts. Of course, right now, it's time to plant my rod up your fine butt, isn't it? Bend over, bum boy. It's sodomy time!" I warned him, well aware that the blue pills still worked on me ... for now, at least.
The girls weren't idle, mind you. As soon as I got busy with the gay sex, they went down on each other in a sixty-nine that belonged in a porn flick ... and would have given any of those adult stars a run for their money. It was evident that Dana and Kara still liked to make sweet love to each other and that was perfectly fine with me, as long as I wasn't left out in the cold. For now, though, I was busy plowing the back field with my Latin stud. He wasn't joking about his eagerness to bottom as well as top. He really was versatile about that stuff. As always, his butt was hot and tight, nice and smooth, too. Granted, Dana and Kara both had sweet asses of their own, but that didn't negate the beauty of Carlos's hot twink booty.
It took quite a while before the ladies even came up for air, given their enthusiasm for each other's pussies, and even then it was largely to moan their climaxes (and make other sounds as they came). It wasn't long afterward that Kara bent over for Dana's tongue to slide along her butt-crack, too, rimming my wife with an intensity that only I (or Kara herself, if she was able to lick herself down there) could match. I always had a thing for Sapphic analingus for sure, so watching my girlfriend tongue my newlywed bride of just three months was something truly delicious for me to behold, even as I rammed my lifelong buddy ... and now boyfriend, Carlos, up his rump.
Not two minutes later and I exploded about the same time that Kara did, after which Carlos came as well, my cock having hit his prostate and now soaked it more than enough to do the job. He rose and I bent over for him again, having already decided that bottoming as well as topping with him was perfectly good for me. While we swapped places, so did Kara and Dana, my wife now feasting on her lady love's quite delectable bottom, making love to her ass with her tongue.
"I don't know of too many guys like you, masculine as you are, who are this comfortable in both roles. It just proves how right we are for each other, that we're both so versatile when it comes to giving and taking anally. You've really relaxed since we first became intimate last night ... I think that you get it now. We're all very much into you and have been from day one. And now, papi, I'm quite literally into you," Carlos chuckled as he butt-fucked me, his hard cock going further and further inside my asshole.
"So, I'm papi, eh? I like that," I laughed through the slight, dull pain of my new boyfriend invading my ass.
"Hey, guys, what's a little sodomy between friends, right?" Kara laughed as she licked our girlfriend Dana between her buns, dining eagerly on her bottom.
"Shut up and lick me, tongue slut!" Dana snickered as Kara did just that, rimming her with a vengeance now.
Since Carlos came already not that long ago, it took a good while for him to cum again, this time up my butt, yet when he did, he shot a decent amount of spunk at my prostate, given his previous release. By then, both ladies were very wet and in a heightened erotic state, so when I approached my good lady wife to sodomize her, she didn't hesitate to bend over for me, either. I certainly didn't wish to leave her out of the anal action there, having already rammed Carlos (twice!) and Dana ... and having been pronged by Carlos as well (also twice!) in one morning.
Whatever else one said about Kara, she was kinky as hell and never pretended to be anything else, yet even so, she could still shock me at times with just how much of a delightful freak she was in bed (or on the living room floor in this case). My gorgeous Lebanese wife also had an ass that should be considered another world wonder or something. It would certainly belong right up there with Kim Kardashian's booty in terms of nice, plump, and juicy bottoms ... curvy hips and buns that were made to be owned and fucked all day and night long. Well, I was well aware that I'd never get to sodomize Kim Kardashian, but I was more than pleased with my lot in life, getting to screw Kara's fine butt (and Dana's and Carlos's, but their asses weren't quite as big, though they were delicious enough in their own ways).
I held out longer this time, while Dana and Carlos watched us, fucking Kara's exquisite derriere, but when Carlos started cleaning up his own mess between my cheeks, and Dana got busy sucking on Kara's tits, neither of us could hold back, despite how many times we came before. We were all a little drained by then and ready for a break, but it was well worth it to cum inside the sweet, luscious ass that Kara had surrendered to me yet again. One thing that both Dana and Kara had in common was the silky softness of their assholes, of course, as well as the friction and heat that added to the intensity of sodomy with us. Dana later admitted at times that she wished for at least once to have an actual, flesh and blood, cock, just so she could the wonderful pleasures of being inside Kara, skin to skin. Anyway, it didn't take much longer before I pumped Kara full of my jizz and withdrew to retire to bed for a nice snuggle and nap there with my three lovers.
I still didn't honestly know if God was in His Heaven, but I knew that all was right with the world from my standpoint, getting to cuddle and drift back to sleep with my sweet companions: my wife, our girlfriend, and my best friend turned boyfriend. Everything was, at least for the moment, just as it should be. It was certainly a great New Year's Day so far ... what else could possibly top this ... finding love to the third power?
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