Dream World (15 page)

Setting off around the circle once more, the brunette began to play, ‘Eenie-meenie-minnie-moe...' The closer she came to Kate and Nadia, the faster Kate's pulse raced. To Kate's immense relief, the blindfolded woman stopped at the broad shouldered Hispanic guy standing just to Kate's right. The brunette began to stroke his chest. A look of recognition crossed her face, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she shook her head and continued to investigate. Reaching around she massaged the guy's buttocks, delighting in the way that his cock nudged against her as she did so. Continuing to feign ignorance, the blindfolded woman then took his cock in her right hand, thrilling in the way that it grew hard as she teased it with her fingers.

‘Erm...' she said, pretending to deliberate, as if she was about to make a guess. It was all just a ruse. Instead of proposing a name, the woman sank to her knees and took the cock in her mouth. Kate watched on fascinated as the woman administered one of the most intense blow jobs imaginable. Kate had no idea it was possible to take a cock that deep down your throat. As the blindfolded girl sucked away, she tickled his balls with her fingers. Kate distinctly heard him let out a soft moan. She knew what that meant. With split second timing the brunette removed his cock from her mouth just as a torrent of spunk burst from the end and showered her. The brunette squealed delightedly as she bathed in his cum. She wasn't finished yet though. As his cock began to subside she took it between her lips once more and sucked every last drop of juice out of it. Finally, she let go of the spent cock and took a guess.

‘Javier?' she said.

‘Jose!' the guy cried, laughing.

The woman shrugged as if to say, ‘ah well,' then turned in Kate's direction. Kate tried to struggle free, only Nadia held her tightly, ensuring that there was no escape. The brunette reached out and stroked Kate's left breast with her right hand. She then caressed Kate's right breast. A puzzled look crossed her face. She clearly wasn't sure whom she was touching. Intrigued, the brunette trailed her right hand down Kate's stomach and brought it to rest against Kate's well trimmed pubic hair. As the brunette rubbed her fingers through it, Kate let out a little sigh.

‘Now, now,' the girl said, ‘no clues.'

Leaning forward the brunette planted a kiss upon Kate's lips. They were soft, delicate and sensual. As the brunette tried to part Kate's lips with her tongue, Kate struggled to pull away, daring not to respond for fear of the consequences. Somewhat perplexed by this, the girl knelt down. Kate knew what was coming next. She knew that the brunette was about to lick her pussy. She kept telling herself that it was alright, that it wouldn't constitute her giving in, because whilst Nadia was holding her she had no choice in the matter. In her heart of hearts, however, she also knew that she wanted the brunette to pleasure her.

In a last desperate bid for freedom, Kate attempted to break loose. In the confusion, as the blindfolded woman reached out towards Kate, her hand missed its intended target, snaked between Kate's thighs and ended up stroking Nadia's pussy instead. Nadia gasped in surprise. Unsure as to exactly what was going on in front of her, the expression on the brunette's face was one of bewilderment; not that she was complaining. Warming to the task at hand, her fingers expertly went to work. Initially, Nadia tried to correct the mistake, but the longer the blindfolded girl's fingers stroked her clit, the less inclined she was to rectify the situation.

Kate clearly wasn't the only one who found the scene arousing. Unable to take it any more, one of the guys opposite tore off his face mask, crossed the circle, knelt down behind the blindfolded woman and sank his cock into her pussy, causing her to let out a little yelp of delight.

With the threesome now locked together, Nadia finally released her grip on Kate. Neatly hopping over the brunette's arm, Kate made her escape and watched on as the trio began to fuck in earnest.

As the guy plunged in and out the blindfolded woman's cunt, the brunette pulled Nadia towards her, stuck her tongue into the Russian's pussy and began to lick her out. Not wishing to miss out on the fun, many of the rest of the group had begun to masturbate; some alone, some jointly. It quickly became apparent that some were far more turned on than others, because two of the men standing to the left of the threesome came almost immediately.

The trio seemed to be oblivious to what was going on around them, entwined in a feedback loop of pleasure. Nadia shivered delightedly as the blindfolded woman's tongue really went to work. Reaching down, Nadia ran her hands through the hair of the girl pleasuring her. The girl responded by slipping a finger into Nadia's bottom, whilst continuing to lick more frenziedly than ever.

All around the assembled group men and women continued to climax as they watched the amazing scene.

Unable to hold on any longer, the guy who was fucking the blindfolded woman came with a loud cry. The brunette must have climaxed simultaneously, Kate thought, because her whole body trembled slightly, although she didn't stop pleasuring Nadia until the Russian experienced an orgasm too.

With the brunette's lover now spent, much to the blindfolded woman's delight, someone else from the circle took his place and continued to fuck her doggy-style.

As Nadia sank back into a chair behind her, another of the group came and stood in front of the blindfolded woman and offered her his cock. Greedily, she took it between her lips and began to suck him off, quite happy to swap one threesome for another. Inspired by this, the remainder of the group, who hadn't yet experienced climaxes of their own, took it upon themselves to form threesomes or foursomes and in no time at all they were fucking away.

Kate politely declined the offer of a tall, silver haired, distinguished looking gentleman to join him and a voluptuous black woman. Not to be deterred by Kate's refusal, as the black woman bent forwards in order to allow her partner to enter her from behind, she blew Kate a kiss. All too easily, Kate could envisage herself responding. Not just that, but taking the woman's fantastic breasts in her hands; massaging them, rubbing them, kissing them. Sensing that she was tempted, the woman reached out towards Kate.

Kate found herself teetering on the verge of giving in once more. Mercifully, her attention was distracted by a tall blonde man to her left, who bore just enough of a resemblance to Dexter to make her think about the man she had grown feelings for; the man for whom she was undertaking this task. Sensing her gaze upon him, the blonde waited until the girl that he was fucking had come, then removed his still hard dick and offered it to Kate.

The spell had been broken though and Kate declined. Her new black friend showed no such inhibitions and beckoned the blonde man over towards her. Willingly, he went and offered her his hard on. Wasting no time, the black woman took it between her lips just as a shattering orgasm crashed through her thighs. After the gentleman who had been taking her from behind came too, the black woman changed position, dropped to her knees and took the blonde man's prick between her comely breasts. Massaging him expertly, in no time at all, she brought him to the cusp of climax. Glancing in Kate's direction, the black woman winked, then gave the cock between her tits one final tweak. It proved too much for her lover who orgasmed in a series of spectacular bursts, spraying her lovely dark tits with sticky white come. Milking his spunking cock between them, the woman looked upwards and offered him her breasts. Eagerly, the blonde man dropped to his haunches and began to lick them.

Growing aroused once more, Kate knew that she had to escape the debauched scene. Stumbling to her feet, she carefully picked her way through the writhing mass of naked limbs and left the dining hall. She hadn't taken more than half a dozen steps when a familiar voice behind her said, ‘Going somewhere?'

‘Yes,' Kate said, ‘I've taken all that you can throw at me in this fantasy, Comrade, now I'm getting out of here.'

‘I don't think so,' Nadia drawled. ‘Your hour isn't quite up. You have one last test to face.'

Her confidence riding high, given all that she had faced thus far, Kate said, ‘Very well, do your worst.'

Nadia led Kate up the grand stairway, which was lined with naked couples caressing one another. At the top of the stairs Nadia hesitated momentarily before setting off along the corridor to their left. Kate noticed that most of the bedroom doors were closed. Picking up on this, Nadia remarked, ‘That's where the serious action is taking place.'

Given what she had witnessed downstairs, Kate could only guess at what kind of antics people were getting up to in the rooms.

Upon reaching the end of the corridor Nadia paused in front of a set of double doors.

‘This,' she explained, ‘is the master bedroom, which belongs to the mistress of the house. Have fun.'

With that, Nadia opened the doors, bundled Kate into the room, then closed the doors behind her. The room was pitch black, which meant that Kate couldn't see a thing until her eyes adjusted to the darkness. She heard Nadia lock the door. Whatever temptation was awaiting her she was going to have to face up to it. Peering into the gloom she could just about make out a huge bed resting against the far wall. Someone was reclining on it, but who, Kate couldn't tell. Deciding that she may as well face up to the challenge, Kate made her way over towards the bed. The mystery figure waited until Kate was standing at the foot of the bed, then reached out and pulled her down onto the luxury satin sheets.

‘Wait here,' her host whispered. It was a woman's voice and had a very familiar ring to it.

‘Where are you going?' Kate asked.

Without bothering to reply the woman got off the bed, crossed over to the nearby window and opened the curtains. Bright moonlight filled the room. As the woman stood with her back to the window, Kate could clearly see her magnificent figure silhouetted in the moonlight. The woman padded back over to the bed and clambered onto it next to Kate. Reaching out to touch her guest, she tutted loudly when her hand came into contact with Kate's bra strap. In no time at all the woman deftly unclipped the bra and tossed it aside.

‘I bet you're wearing panties, too,' she whispered.

Only then did Kate recognise the voice. Wriggling up the bed she clicked a bedside light on and found herself staring at Sylvia. Kate shook her head, ‘No.'

‘I'm afraid so,' the dream Sylvia said, then edged up the bed and turned the bedside light back off. ‘Sorry, that has to go. We wouldn't want to ruin the mood now, would we?'

In the few brief seconds that the light had been on, Kate had taken the opportunity to steal a glance at her watch. Five minutes. That was all that was left of her latest ordeal. That was all she had to survive. She suspected it was going to be a long five minutes though. In order to give herself something to focus on she tried her best to count down from three hundred seconds.

As if reading Kate's thoughts, Sylvia said, ‘I can guarantee you it will be the longest five minutes of your life. And the best of it is, I know how badly you want to kiss me.'

‘That's not true.'

‘I've seen the way you look at me in the showers at the squash club,' Sylvia replied. ‘There's no use denying it.'

Kate shook her head, but Sylvia was having none of it. Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of Kate's panties, Sylvia slid them down Kate's lithe legs and discarded them with a flick of her wrist.

‘There, that's much better, wouldn't you agree?'

Kate declined to reply.

‘Now we're both naked,' Sylvia said. ‘And we still have four whole minutes in which to get up to whatever we want to.'

Sylvia's left hand trailed out and brushed Kate's left leg. Her touch felt magical. Starting at Kate's ankle, Sylvia ran her fingertips up the back of Kate's calf, around her knee, over her thigh and towards...

Kate grabbed her friend's hand.

‘Stop it,' she said, with a trembling voice.

‘Why?' Sylvia asked. ‘What's the matter? Don't you want me to touch your pussy? Don't you want to feel my fingers part those sweet lips of yours and explore your sensitive clit? Wouldn't you like me to pleasure you with my tongue? I'm very good at it, even if I do say so myself.'

Kate shook her head.

‘No? Really? Ah, I see, I'm being too forward. You want a bit of gentle foreplay first. Perhaps you'd like me to touch you here instead.'

Kate felt Sylvia's fingers begin to play with her left breast. Her touch was light and delicate, just as Kate had suspected. No! Not suspected. She tried her best to deny that the thought had ever crossed her mind, only it was no use, for she knew that it had, and more than once.

‘Do you like that?' Sylvia asked.

‘No,' Kate whispered.

‘You're lying,' Sylvia said. ‘And you do it so wonderfully badly.'

Three minutes.

‘I bet you've never wanted me to do this either,' Sylvia said, as she took the nipple between her thumb and forefinger and teased it until it was hard. ‘Or this.'

To Kate's relief, Sylvia removed her hand. The respite only lasted a brief moment, for the next second Sylvia began to kiss Kate's left breast, whilst massaging her right breast at the same time. Kate sank back into the pillows and found her right hand reaching out towards Sylvia's hair in order to caress it. Surely that wouldn't constitute participation, would it? Surely she would need to do something a lot more risqué, such as touch her friend's breasts in response, or finger her, or slide around on the bed, roll on top of Sylvia and begin to lick her pussy? Yes, if her tongue lapped at Sylvia's clit that would be a gross breach of the rules; even worse if Sylvia responded by licking her clit. Just imagine that? Yes, she would have lost the game, but what a way to lose, by participating in a fabulous sixty-nine with her best friend whose body was divine, whose... No! Just in time, Kate came to her senses.