Degrees Of Lewdity Game Novels & Stories

Silas knelt on the floor and began to play with her ass, pushing his fingers inside to stretch her even more. Leo was thrusting like a madman. He was nineteen, and he had more energy than the other two combined. He was slamming his hips against her, making the leather chair slide across the hardwood floor. Bang. Bang. Bang. The contest was reaching the end. All three men were close. The air was full of the smell of sex and sweat. Sarah was screaming so loud she was losing her voice. "I'M COMING! I'M COMING FOR ALL OF YOU!" Sarah yelled.

He had Sarah all fired up when she lost 1 game. "Lets begin the excitement Sarah" Jacob smirked, there was a gleam of naughtiness in his eyes. The game is strip poker. Each time you lose, you lose an item of clothing. Sarah didnt know her sexual urges had heightened so much since they where now alone. Once she experienced it she didn't want to stop. The excitement and adrenaline, she loved the rush. By the end of 10 rounds of poker they were totally naked. Sarah was turned on, she felt it. She felt the rush starting, he breasts hardening and her nipples pointed to him.

She locked the door behind her, stripped naked in two seconds, and knelt beside us, already touching herself while she watched. Now it was three against one. They started the game without saying a single word. Lisa rode me harder, trying to make me cum first, slow, deep bounces that made her tits jiggle under the shirt. Phebe ground her clit against my tongue, smothering me, her juices running down my chin. Larisa leaned in and whispered the only words spoken the entire night: “Who can make him cum without making a sound… wins.” They turned it into a competition.

I playfully glared at my cousin, “not everyone will accidentally meet the love of their life through a one night stand like you and don’t forget, I’m still married,” Olivia sneered, “I can’t believe you are loyal to the man who wants to kill you,” “I’m not loyal, I’m just trying to stay healthy,” “Why do I feel like you are indirectly bashing me,” Olivia said, she stared at me with narrowed eyes. I laughed, “you really should quit thinking too much, I'm not bashing you, if we were just engaged and I was healthy I would probably have a one night stand and don’t forget, I don’t have the stamina for those type of activities,”

As soon as I read the first line, Leander gave me a playful look. My face was already starting to heat up. I cleared my throat and continued reading. "The game has three difficulty levels: Beginner, Intermediate, and Hellfire." "Hellfire! Wow!" As soon as I finished speaking, Leander excitedly chose the highest difficulty. Geez, I couldn't imagine how intense that level would be. Just listen to its name, "Hellfire!" Or maybe it should be renamed "Faye's Hell & Sheffield Brothers' Heaven"?! There were a bunch of rules afterward. The heat spreading through my body made me lose patience. I handed the instructions to Liam and Leander, enduring my pounding heart. I still couldn't imagine what we

“What about the rule against sexual touches?” Bastard remembered the game perfectly. “We’ll use that one for the first few rounds, to make it exciting.” I agreed. “I think we need to up the stakes.” His fingers brushed my lower belly, and my body clenched a bit. “How so?” I countered. “We put a naked run on the line. The loser has to ride the winner through the woods, while the winner is in beast form and the loser is naked. At lunch time.” My lips parted. “That is so scandalous.” “Which means you’re in.” Merrick grinned.

Mindy announced the game and everyone went frenzy thinking it was exhilarating to spike the night up this way. My gaze slowly swept to Luca's face. He never would approve of this. He sat there with his drink in his hand, his cold and intense gaze fixated me. I couldn't disrespect him this way but then, I'd give up anything including my dignity and job to be a hundred feet closer to Damien. "Every card has a humiliating act you have to perform," Cathy spoke into the mic when Mindy left the floor to her, "This game is a perfect blend of body shot roulette and dirty charades, giving us the best of both worlds in one go."

Paul huffed and Leo agreed with him. We have labels for the type of game we will be playing. Yellow if it's easy, and we will just tease, push them around, but nothing physical. Orange is when we will leave them with nothing, inflict physical damage, but not to the point of danger, and lastly and the most extreme is red. We will fūck with their heads until they go back to the city and go straight to an asylum. Some of my friends like red, including me. There is nothing more satisfying than seeing how a once almighty person drops to the ground, and loses their identity.

“Still dripping. You're sore, Emily?” I whimpered, nodding. He pushed those two fingers inside me slowly, curled them, and I gripped the counter so hard my knuckles went white. “Answer me.” “Yes,” I gasped. “I’m sore, everywhere.” He pumped once, twice, then pulled out and brought his fingers to my mouth. “Suck.” I did, tasting myself, tasting him, tasting everything from last night. He leaned in close, lips brushing my ear. “Today we’re playing a new game, it’s called “How many times can I make my brother’s wife cum before she forgets her own name.”

“More. Give me another. I need to feel full.” He added a second finger, pumping slowly at first, then faster, curling them to hit that perfect spot inside me. His mouth hovered at my ear, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine. “You’re dripping down my wrist, Lila. You're such a greedy little cunt. You’ve been teasing me for weeks, parading around in silk and lace, grinding on my cock like a slut who needs to be fucked senseless.”