Author: Pescador del Valle
Title: Doppelganger
Part: Chapter 28 of 31
Summary: Justin was born with a little extra - a set of
         female sex organs - but that was just the
         beginning.
Keywords: Mm+f+, oral, exhib, voy, 1st
Language: English
Copyright: 2005

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INTRODUCTION

Justin Rogers was born with something special - a 
complete functional set of female sex organs.  Eventually 
he found they didn't really belong to him but to his twin 
sister Tina who spent much of her early life sharing his 
body.

Since she is able to emerge from and rejoin him, they 
share their memories, their experiences, and their sexual 
desires.

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Continued from Chapter 27

The ten young people gathered around the game board had 
found the party had gotten raunchier than they had 
expected.

Justin had completed his task now but that meant he had 
to read the card he had picked up for his "Luck of the 
Draw".  He hoped it wasn't going to involve anything 
strenuous.

"Each of the people involved in the last two tasks you 
participated in - other than yourself - must kiss each of 
the others.  You must pay $20 to each to watch."

"Let's see.  The last four are easy.  Oh then it was 
Russ' check up.  So Katie, Russ, Simone, Fran, Leslie and 
Tyler - Yikes $120!"

"How do we do this then?  Just crowd together?"

"Make a line and work your way down.  That way no-one 
gets missed."


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         *                                     *
         *               Justin                *
         *                                     * 
         *            +--+----+--+             *
         *            |  | () |  |             *
         *            +--+----+--+             *
         *                                     *
         *        Barry   Tina   Rick          *
         *                                     *
         *                                     *
         * Leslie Tyler Russ Katie Simone Fran *
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Leslie started off and her kiss with Tyler showed all the 
love and lust she had for her girlfriend.  They had to be 
told to finish up and Leslie was admonished for holding 
Tyler's breast.  She took no notice of either complaint 
but did finish with a hug and moved on to Russ.

---

Russ' pants were tented.  Watching two girls pashing next 
to him was an incredible turn on; a wet dream almost come 
true.  Having Leslie lock lips with him in a not 
dissimilar fashion while her knuckles brushed roughly 
across the bulge where his cock head was didn't make it 
any easier to stand quietly there before the others.

He hadn't been surprised at Tina fondling him, at least 
not after seeing her groping the others.  Having Leslie 
do it, even in the insignificant manner she employed, had 
him twitching - and she was well aware of the fact.

---

Katie came next, rather it was her turn, though the 
effort *SHE* put into the kiss with Leslie made not only 
Russ but also Simone and Fran wonder if she would.  She 
certainly wasn't shy about kissing another girl in front 
of the others - and grabbing each other's butts so their 
pubes were grinding together seemed above and well over 
anything required for a "casual" kiss.

---

Leslie paused before Simone and ran her tongue over her 
lips.  Simone seemed about to wet herself with 
anticipation.  She, of all the girls now in the room, had 
not kissed - properly kissed - another girl.  It wasn't 
fear that made her quake, at least not fear of Leslie nor 
of doing it in front of the others.

There was some concern she might find it far surpassed 
kissing Barry and she didn't want to have him appear 
inferior.  She really did like him a lot.

No, Simone's body was simply responding to a jolt of 
adrenaline that made her heart thump in her chest and the 
blood pound in her ears.  Why didn't Leslie just *KISS* 
her!?

"Fuck this!" she thought and put her hand behind Leslie's 
head, pulling her closer as Simone stepped forward at the 
same time.  "Kiss me you bitch."  It was a harsh breath 
through clenched teeth intended only for Leslie's ears.

Leslie was overjoyed.  It was fun to initiate so-called 
"straight girls" as she herself had been only a few 
months earlier.  It was even more fun when they wanted to 
be "corrupted".

Leslie let Simone invade her mouth, reaching up to cup 
her breasts as Simone tried to lick Leslie's pussy by way 
of her tonsils.  It was a little too over-powering and 
Leslie had to struggle to win back a little control for 
herself, letting Simone suck and massage Leslie's tongue 
as it ventured forth.

Leslie had lost her top earlier and Simone's fingertips 
covered the smooth upper surface of Leslie's breasts 
while they kissed.  She ignored the normally sensitive 
nipples as they lay hidden behind a sensation-reducing 
bra.  Both girls wondered if they would be able to repeat 
the kiss with the offending objects removed.

Fran tapped Simone's shoulder.  "I think people are 
getting impatient.  I know I am."

Simone became aware that Tyler was also waiting for them 
to finish.

---

Tyler had started with Russ soon after Leslie had moved 
on.  She had lifted his hands to her full breasts while 
she applied a vacuum-cleaner-like suction to his lips.  
One hand had found its way behind his butt as well as his 
head and, instead of knuckles, she rubbed her mound over 
his erection.

Russ could only wonder what had gotten into all the girls 
- not that he minded - but an orgy had only ever been in 
the realm of fairy tales.  You might like to think about 
how you would use the three wishes granted by the genie 
in the old lamp you found but you never expected to get a 
chance to use them for real.  Through it all he wondered 
how Tina viewed him - and them.

Had she invited him merely to even the numbers up or was 
there a spark of interest?  And if so was it from her or 
instead from one of the others?  They certainly hadn't 
had a chance to even sit down and talk.  Once again, he 
didn't mind but he also didn't know where he stood.

Looking past Tyler's face he could see Tina watching all 
that was going on - not just him.  Her expression 
indicated a willingness to let him carry on rather than 
of hurt feelings.  That was good.

Although *SHE* had messed around with others, Russ was 
conscious that the female mind was an unknown to him and 
that Tina could have just as likely been testing his 
behaviour.

The difficulties of trying to double guess her were not 
worth the distraction, especially when he had a compliant 
and indeed enthusiastic girl already in his arms - well, 
hands.

---

Too soon it was over and Russ was left by himself to 
watch the person who had been a 100% male-loving girl for 
him behaving as a 100% female-loving girl with the other 
girl, Katie.  Katie's hand was positioned just where his 
had been and Russ could see Tyler fondling Katie's breast 
in return.  He could only wish he had all this on tape.

Tyler and Katie separated - just their mouths - and 
turned in each other's embrace to watch Leslie 
alternately surrendering and then dominating Simone in a 
display likely to raise the sexually dead.  Bottle that 
and you wouldn't need little blue pills!

"I think people are getting impatient.  I know I am."

Fran's complaint made Simone and Leslie turn first 
towards her and then back to the other three in the line 
up.  The culprits grinned but didn't say sorry.  They did 
however part after one more, and very brief, kiss.

---

The line folded over itself once more.  Fran 
wholeheartedly embraced Leslie; Tyler got to find out 
what had kept her other half busy; Russ got to find out a 
little more about his doctor.

"Recovering nicely I see."  Katie's hand checked out the 
front of his pants again as she leaned into Russ' body.  
The hard appendage moved like a puppy seeking to have its 
head scratched.

Russ grew more confident as each minute flew past.  He 
was now sure no-one was likely to raise any complaint to 
some touchy-feely though outright fucking was possibly a 
different matter and where the boundary actually lay was 
not quite clear.

He reached up between their bodies and found the top 
button that was still closed on Katie's dress.  They ran 
down the front to her hem and it was a handy outfit for 
her to wear around Justin since she could skip bra and 
panties and, by undoing just a couple of buttons, give 
him free access to tit or cunt.

She wasn't dressed as simply that evening - yet - and 
didn't mind Russ getting more personal.  It was only a 
fair return for her previous and current groping after 
all and the knowledge her lover was watching her being 
nicely mauled by someone she had known more for minutes 
rather than months, weeks, or even hours was rather 
exciting.

She felt safe, all her friends were there to protect her 
if she wanted to back away, and she was therefore free to 
experiment with something new while knowing she wasn't 
intending to let anyone but Justin fuck her - unless her 
luck changed in the game and if that happened she might 
just have to go with the spirit of the evening.  She 
*COULD* compartmentalise the use of her body for 
hedonistic pleasure from the mutual sharing of the love 
with Justin and Tina; that didn't mean she *WANTED* to 
fuck another man.

Russ' hands were working at her navel and then moved down 
to open the last button behind her hand and over her 
pubes.  "Now what?" she wondered.

His hands came back up her sides, his palms slid over her 
smooth skin and then reached behind to find the catch of 
her bra.  It was a simple clip that only needed him to 
press in the right place to release the tension in the 
band that encircled her body.

Katie played with his tongue in her mouth as she actively 
stroked his prick through his pants.

"Hmm.  If he can undress me", she thought, "why can't I 
do him?"

As Russ' hands returned to the front and lifted the cups 
over her breasts, Katie had his zip down and with little 
trouble - she was quite experienced in that area - she 
had one half of the stiff sausage exposed to the air.

She stroked as Russ' thumbs strummed across her nipple.

"Finished", said Leslie.

"Damn!" thought both Russ and Katie.

---

Fran had kissed Tyler in the small washroom.  She was 
interested in finding out what difference there was in 
Leslie's kisses; very interested.

While she was waiting, Fran had tallied the number of 
people she considered she had Kissed rather than just 
kissed.  (Simone and Leslie's last effort certainly 
surpassed KISS on this newly established scale, perhaps 
nearing the status of *K*I*S*S*.)  She realised that 
those she had shared a lip lock with were nearly all 
currently in the room with her.

When Leslie finally stood in front of Fran it was Fran 
who, like Simone, initiated their kiss.  Unlike Simone's 
hard lust however, Fran showed a tenderness that only 
briefly masked the urgency she experienced.  It was a 
kiss made up of a seemingly never ending exchange of lips 
capturing and releasing lip; of tongue inviting but never 
intruding more than a short and active tip.

Mouth worked against mouth, gently, slowly, sensuously.  
It was an award winning screen kiss that could have gone 
on all night had they not been conscious of the need to 
move onwards.

Fran could only hope Rick would kiss her like the girls 
had done.  So far the two of them had been smoochie but 
nothing close to the evening's eye-openers.

Fran held Leslie against her as the other girl spoke up; 
Leslie enjoyed turning the tables on the others.  Leslie 
was sorry she had when she saw Katie's state of dress or 
rather undress.  If she had held off, how much more of a 
show would her friend have provided for the four sitting 
around watching?  That made her look to see what was 
going on in the audience.

Tina was sitting between Barry and Rick while Justin 
spent part of his time watching her and most of the rest 
on Katie's dishevelled appearance.

Since Barry had been forced to trade his underpants for a 
towel and had lost the rest, it was easy for Tina to 
simply slip a hand through the gap at the side.  That 
took care of his prick and, to be completely fair, she 
had unzipped Rick's fly - with his more than willing 
assistance, and had reached in to stroke that as well.  
She took great care to ration her movements, stopping at 
any suggestion of "undue excitement".

The boys got plenty of that watching their girlfriends 
getting as frisky as they could while clothed and 
upright.  If they dared tell anyone what they had 
watched, they were sure they wouldn't be believed.

Simone for instance had almost pounced on Leslie and 
wasn't behaving with much more decorum now Tyler was in 
front of her.  It was almost as exciting to watch as it 
was for the two girls themselves.

When time was called and the other couples separated, 
Barry and Rick quite naturally stared at Katie's exposed 
breasts.  You don't spend several hours a day in a class 
with a young lady and not wonder on occasion what those 
plump, soft, er... well you don't if you're a teenage 
boy!

Katie wasn't oblivious to their stares and cupped her 
loose breasts, shaking them towards the audience and 
rubbing her thumbs across the targets around her nipples.  
Then she poked her tongue out and started to pull her bra 
back into place.

"Ah, Ah!  No you don't!  You of all people know the rules 
- 'Unless specifically stated, clothing cannot be 
replaced'.  Your bra stays up and your dress stays open."  
Tina loved bossing *HER* girlfriend like this, teasing 
her when she knew Katie couldn't fight back.

"FINE!"  Katie restored the bra to its position across 
her chest.

---

She was alone at one end of the line now; Leslie had 
cleared the line and completed her part in the task but 
was enjoying a close up of Tyler, always an energetic 
kisser, matching her technique to Fran's sweet nibbles.

Fran was now quite aware of how Tyler kissed and was 
quite prepared to let her lead their oral dance while she 
continued what they had started earlier.

Leslie watched as her lover's jeans were opened by 
someone else and marvel how the intruder then had the 
gall to put her hand down inside Tyler's clothing while 
Tyler's lover was standing right beside her.  Leslie 
could react in only one way and that was to punish Fran 
by making her suffer as Tyler so obviously was at her 
hands.

Rick couldn't believe his eyes; his girlfriend was the 
meat in a lesbian sandwich.  He wasn't sure where that 
left him but if Tina wasn't careful *SHE'D* be "holding 
the mayo".

---

Barry had some similar issues as he watched Russ removing 
Simone's open blouse to undo her bra as well.  Russ slid 
her sleeve down one unresisting arm and then the other so 
it fell to the floor.  It was then a very simple matter 
to remove her bra and to throw it back to the audience as 
a souvenir.

That in itself didn't bother Barry though he wished he 
had a "No Way!" card so he could have replaced Russ with 
himself.

No.  That was far less worrying than the way Simone had 
seemed to straddle Russ' prick, sitting astride the stub 
that poked out just far enough to provide a rubbing post 
for her pantyhose covered clit.

Russ held Simone by the sides of her rib cage, supporting 
her so she could dry fuck him and just managing to bury 
his thumbs into her soft tit flesh.

Russ's own ass could be seen to push forward against 
Simone as though he wanted to fuck her for real.  Barry 
could understand that and wished Tina hadn't invited the 
other male.

Simone *REALLY* seemed to be enjoying herself!  Hell, she 
had her leg wrapped behind Russ' as she leaned back so 
her body was forced more firmly against the pole.

"Why hasn't she approached me that way?" wondered Barry.  
It was a natural question, teenage years are a time when 
doubts surface.

It fortunately, for most, is also a time when the teens 
achieve some degree of perspective so they can deal with 
the doubts.  That is probably the real sign of a 
transition from childhood to adult because the doubts 
themselves usually resurface about other issues even 
through adulthood.

It was Justin who called time though.  He was interested 
in the reactions of those around him to Katie and Simone 
kissing now both had bare breasts.

Barry was grateful.  He certainly had mixed feelings but 
he also had seemed to have had few options - none really 
comforting.

1.  He could have jumped up in indignation to
    complain (and thereby forgone Tina's hand
    on his own prick - not an insignificant
    sacrifice).

2.  He could have tried to get Simone to leave
    with him, but she may then prefer to stay
    on without him to leaving early.  She
    certainly seemed to be enjoying herself so
    far.

3.  He could then either embarrassingly back
    down; or

4.  He could leave alone and perhaps thereby
    leave Simone to Russ' further attentions.
    In either case, he would be uncertain where
    their relationship stood.

or...

5.  He could sit quietly, enjoying Tina's
    ministrations and the show, hoping Simone's
    feelings for him hadn't changed in an
    adverse way, in fact hoping that she was
    now open to quite a few things he hadn't
    been game to suggest previously.

Option 5 had many uncertainties but it certainly seemed 
to hold more promise than any of the others.  Besides, 
indecision and inaction can often be easier than actually 
doing something, and may in fact turn out to be the right 
thing after all.

---

Leslie had welcomed Tyler back into her arms with a kiss 
that had passion if not the intensity of their last 
encounters.  They both knew they would have the rest of 
the night together if they managed to retain any urge for 
something other than a comfortable snuggle; watching the 
others was for now a much more interesting occupation.

"Hey!  You're finished.  You're not supposed to be 
starting all over again."

Barry was eager for the game to continue, as interesting 
and disturbing as the current task had become.  It was 
more a case of "what about me?"  Having his prick slowly 
jerked was more than just nice but surely this was an 
opportunity to try other things as well.

"We're just waiting here.  There is nothing in the rules 
to say we can't kiss and cuddle at other times is there?"

Since the whole intention of the game was to break down 
the barriers between a group of people and to get them to 
do things they might not have considered or even known of 
previously, Tina had to agree the rules allowed plenty of 
leeway.

---

Everyone's attention was on the two remaining couples 
though it was Rick's turn to now watch his girlfriend 
being partially stripped by the newcomer.

Fran too had lost her skirt but didn't have the length in 
her legs to allow her to straddle Russ' prick.  She 
didn't object to his lifting her T-shirt above her bra 
nor to him undoing the eyelets in the middle of her back.  
She actually helped him pull one sleeve over her arm, and 
then the other, so the T-shirt became a ruffled collar 
around her neck.  She took her bra off herself, tossing 
it behind Russ to land where Tina's hand disappeared into 
Rick's pants.

Fran hadn't been too busy not to know exactly what *HE* 
had been up to!

As Russ had been working on her T-shirt, Fran had also 
been busy, one handed, right, then left, opening *HIS* 
shirt buttons as well.  Why should he have all the fun 
after all.

Once Rick had her bra Fran finished the job off and Russ' 
shirt littered the floor as well.

Then Fran mashed her tits against Russ' muscular chest.  
He didn't work out quite enough to have an abdomen like 
Batman's costume in the movies but neither did he have 
the far less athletic appearance of the Adam West 
version.

Fran moved herself sideways as their kisses resumed the 
sort of strength she had become familiar with.  She felt 
her nipples harden with the friction across his chest as 
Russ felt a similar friction across her belly.

---

Standing beside them, Katie was varying the pressure with 
which her nipples brushed against Simone's and making her 
mouth match their contact.  Her lips met Simone's as she 
deliberately swung her breasts sideways so each nipple 
would collide with another; her puckered lips dragged 
lightly against Simone's - which had parted in 
anticipation of an intruding tongue - as she continued to 
turn her head instead of making the closer contact Simone 
so obviously desired.

As her breasts swung back again, Katie leaned forward and 
her cheek pressed against Simone's as each had a breast 
trapped in the middle of the other girl's chest.

Katie's tongue ran over the side of Simone's face and her 
breath tickled Simone's ear, but only enough that Simone 
eagerly turned her head so the convolutions of her ear 
were available for the more substantial tickling of 
Katie's tongue.

Each could lift a hand to the breast left free; each did.

As Katie's tongue pressed into her friend's ear (as both 
might wish it did elsewhere) they found the other 
apparently liked the same sort of touch as they did 
themselves.

Katie deserted the ear and sought Simone's mouth instead, 
grateful no-one had raised the technicality that the kiss 
had finished a little while ago.  She moved her body and 
the four nipples were once more aligned.  Hands were 
forced to encircle the pale orbs rather than to tease the 
hard nipples as Katie pulled Simone's body closer while 
Simone did everything she could to grind her mouth 
against Katie's.

Simone had known Katie for years; they saw each other 
every Sunday morning for their dance class; they sat near 
each other in school.

How could she *NOT* know Katie enjoyed this sort of 
thing?  How could Katie *NOT* have let her know how much 
fun it was?  And how on Earth could Ainslie think there 
was possibly *ANYTHING* wrong with it?

Without the two girls being aware of Fran's behaviour 
beside them as she rubbed her tits across Russ' chest, 
the audience viewed both couples moving in a synchronised 
fashion; the pleasure from their abraded nipples obvious 
by the effort all four put into having them continually 
colliding while they swayed from side to side.

The friction proved too much for Russ and he had to pull 
away, very reluctantly, from Fran lest he paint her 
stomach.  It wasn't that he had any objection to coating 
her with semen, though he considered there were other 
places he would prefer to leave it.  No, Russ was still 
just a little shy about coming in front of everyone.

Fran reached between them as he pulled away, getting one 
last grab in even as he took a better hold of her tits.  
They smiled at one another - potential friends at least 
though her preference was still for her Rick.

It was a bit like winning a date with a movie star.  You 
liked the on-screen persona and took the opportunity when 
it arose but you never really found out what the person 
was like behind the image and it didn't change the way 
you felt about the person you had already given your 
heart to.

If Fran had met Russ under other circumstances she would 
have simply said "Hello" with Rick's arm around her waist 
and that would have pretty much been the end of it.  
Instead, they were here; she had been stripped down if 
not completely off; she had done much the same to him; 
and he had basically fucked her belly button as they had 
swayed to the pounding of the blood in their ears.

It had all been good.

---

And now she was alone; nearly naked in front of her 
friends and surprisingly without shame in regards to 
either her appearance or her behaviour.  She was free to 
pay attention to what her other friends were doing.

Outstanding!  And so were their nipples when they parted 
long enough to let light between their bodies.

Fran looked down at her arm and was amazed to find her 
own nipples had hardened to form much thicker lumps than 
she had previously experienced.  They weren't quite as 
prominent as Katie's or Simone's but they had a solidity 
that seemed to scream out "Hold me!".

What could Fran do but obey.

Her thumbs lay under the nipples and her forefingers 
descended to trap the sensitive flesh.  Stretching and 
rolling them felt so nice she failed to look up when 
Katie and Simone stopped and looked at her instead.

---

Katie knew she and Simone would now kiss Fran in turn but 
didn't think that meant Simone had to wait until Katie 
was finished.

She approached Fran but kept hold of Simone's hand at the 
same time, pulling her behind - you couldn't call a 
single step "dragging".

Fran looked up from her introspective appraisal of her 
breasts - she rarely paid as much attention to them from 
a vertical viewpoint as mirrors were so much more useful 
- and met their smiles.

Katie approached her, bare breasts swaying to attract 
Fran's eyes like the mesmerising movement of a snake 
about to strike its prey.  She was off centre and had her 
arm behind Simone so she too approached Fran - from the 
other side.

Katie poked her tongue out, waggling it first at Fran and 
then at Simone.  Her mouth reached Fran's, just the 
corners touching and their extended tongues collided.  
There was room for Simone to fill the gap and with the 
briefest delay she did so.

Once again their breasts mimicked their mouths with six 
tits mashed into a misshapen triangle.  Katie knew the 
pleasure of such kisses was more in the ridiculous 
attempts to keep their mouths planted together and to 
trade off between partners than for any physical 
satisfaction.  The mental stimulation more than made up 
for that though - and the little surprises that could 
happen when you least expected it.

Someone's hand - and it really could only be Fran! - was 
finding its way into the front of Katie's knickers.  
Katie made a point of kissing just Fran for a second to 
welcome her and then turned to kiss Simone "privately" 
while intruding into *HER* pantyhose.

"Look after Fran", she instructed as Simone started.  
*SHE* hadn't expected this from Katie but she found the 
covered back of Katie's hand and rubbed it gently, 
encouraging Katie to follow in Barry's earlier 
fingerprints rather than footsteps.

That was when she felt Fran's hand moving around as well 
- yet one more surprise in a night of shockers!

Simone covered Fran's hand in an attempt to discover more 
about her involvement with Katie.  Fran had certainly 
learned from Tyler and, even more recently, from Leslie 
and was rapidly finding out what Katie liked.  Simone was 
quite aware of what she liked herself and Katie was 
providing plenty of that.  Katie's comment made more 
sense and it seemed only fair to do her part as well.

Leslie and Tyler motioned for Russ to join them, 
encircling the other three so they could feel the effect 
the inner group were having on each other as well as 
providing some physical support when their knees got a 
little unsteady.

Simone had felt Barry fingering her earlier, Fran had 
suffered (gloriously) at the hands of Tyler and Leslie.  
None of those episodes had prepared either of them for 
the outrageous excitement of performing so publicly 
before their peers.  It was almost like standing on stage 
at some school presentation and then masturbating 
together.

Leslie and Tyler *KNEW* how the girls would need support; 
a wild finger-fuck contest while they were standing had 
been a fun challenge on many an occasion though initially 
the intention *HADN'T* been to make the opponent come in 
a literal screaming heap before they could do the same to 
you - and there had been quite a few dead heats as well.

Russ didn't know just what to expect but, with his prick 
being buffeted by Katie's hip on one side and Fran's on 
the other, he had no complaints.  If watching what he 
considered a lesbian threesome hadn't been interesting 
enough, being more than just a bystander was the icing on 
the cake.

The girls within his arms were shaking as their lust 
reached a crescendo.  It was an earthquake that stretched 
the Richter Scale to new extremes.  Fran succumbed first 
and then Katie, unfortunately leaving Simone's pussy 
suddenly vacated just when it really needed company.  She 
began to reach in herself but Tyler beat her to it and 
Simone found herself in Leslie's arms, kissing *HER* 
while Tyler's breasts pressed against her back and her 
fingers quickly finished the job Katie - now cuddling 
Fran on the floor - had abandoned.

Russ just watched.

Could he ever tell ANYONE he had been in a huddle with 
five! - count them *FIVE*! - lesbian teenagers?  He 
realised with a grin that, for a male, the fantasy was 
not quite as fulfilling as being with five girls who 
wanted *HIM*.  Katie, Fran and Simone had at least come, 
something he was sorry *NOW* that he hadn't enjoyed.

Shaking his head in amazement at all that had happened, 
Russ made his way back to his place where Tina came over 
to join him.

"Enjoying yourself?"

"Thank you for inviting me.  It's been incredible."

"I'm glad you came."

"I haven't actually, not yet."  Would she take the hint?

"Perhaps I can help."  Tina wrapped her fingers around 
his exposed prick and gently squeezed.  She would make 
him come but in *HER* time.

Katie, having a quiet recovery cuddle with Fran, and now 
Simone, was also watching how their respective boyfriends 
couldn't take their eyes off of the three of them.  "They 
look left out don't they?"

The other girls turned their gazes on the boys; each 
sitting apart unlike their girlfriends.

"We should make them come."

Fran's quiet suggestion gained Simone's approval and 
Katie was game for almost anything.

"Why don't you trade off though.  Let Barry watch Simone 
make Rick come and Rick can watch Fran with Barry."

"While *YOU* get to fool around with your *OWN* 
boyfriend."

"Well I had planned on fucking him.  Does one of you want 
to offer to do *THAT*?  Why not have a competition who 
can make the other's boyfriend come first and then fuck 
your own boyfriend after - he's going to last longer that 
way and you'll have a chance to recover too.  If your 
asses are facing them and stuck way up in the air you 
might just make him come before your opponent lays a 
hand, or whatever, on him."

Simone looked at Fran, Fran at Simone.  Fran decided to 
make the challenge even more interesting.  "I'm game.  
Loser fucks their boyfriend doggy style in front of 
everyone?"

She didn't mind losing the bet though she would prefer to 
see Simone on public display; apparently Simone felt 
similarly.

"Done."

Katie turned to her other chums.  "Leslie & Tyler.  Can 
you judge a little contest for us?"

---

The three young men knew something was up - the girls 
were whispering while they looked over at them and then 
they all rose and turned to face them.

It was a wonderful sight and any residual resentment 
towards Russ for his being the lucky one to bare their 
bodies vanished as the bodies were more clearly 
displayed.

Compared to Fran and Simone's simple topless state - and 
neither was coy about displaying their assets - Katie 
presented an untidy display with her bra pushed up and 
her dress hanging open.

In some ways that appeared more attractive as the 
dishevelled look made it seem like she had been 
interrupted while actively engaged in sex rather than the 
far more natural semi-nude state that seemed instead to 
imply dressing rather than undressing.

No-one, including Russ who was having to contend with 
Tina in his lap, found complaint about any of the three 
girls.

Except...

When Fran and Simone sat down they did so next to their 
boyfriends and gave them (their own) a kiss.  Katie did 
similarly to Justin but she took a condom from her pocket 
and unrolled it while he watched the other boys 
puzzlement.

Having been kissed - and that was far inferior to the 
kissing the girls had shared - Rick and Barry were 
presented with a reasonably close view of their own 
girlfriends' nether regions as the other girl sought the 
objects Tina had left behind.

Simone had given Barry a hand job - unfortunately 
interrupted - in the privacy of the washroom.  Fran now 
opened his belt to let the towel fall open, exposing his 
whole body to the other's view.  Between looking at 
Simone's barely covered twat and at Fran fondling him, 
Barry couldn't care less about the others.  If Justin's 
parents had turned up right then he might even have 
ignored *THEM*.

Simone took a little longer with Rick.  Certainly Tina 
had left his prick sticking out but Simone wanted an 
unimpeded access.  His belt was easy.  Getting him to 
lift his butt also needed little effort and the actual 
dragging off his pants to knee level was smooth compared 
to getting his underpants over an erection which kept 
springing back in an unwanted fashion.  Rick helped and 
he too was soon rendered almost as naked as his friend.

Katie didn't bother stripping Justin too much.  She 
cleared his pants to mid-thigh level and then wrapped his 
prick as it stuck out over the elastic waistband of his 
underpants.

With her hands on his ankles, Katie covered his prick 
with her wetter than wet vagina and sunk down until she 
felt him deep within her - then she rested and watched.  
Justin leaned back and nodded to Russ who had also 
watched with great interest.

---

Russ was no longer amazed by any of the antics of those 
present that evening - including himself.  That didn't 
mean he wasn't going to watch when two of them started 
fucking out in the open even though there wasn't really 
that much to see.

Still his imagination had little time to wait before Tina 
decided to copy her friend and lover.  Russ raised no 
objection when she coated his erection with a condom 
after moving his pants down as well.  With the 
expectation of good things to come why would any young 
man?

And the good things *DID* come.

Tina started off by blowing his strawberry-flavoured 
trumpet or perhaps trombone since the resemblance was 
closer to a trombone slide moving back and forth than to 
fingers pressing a set of valves.  *THAT* was closer to 
what Fran and Simone (both oral virgins until that night) 
were doing.

Russ felt himself about to come but just as the spurts 
started Tina pushed two fingers hard against the channel 
behind his balls so his cum couldn't escape.  The 
pressure built and forced the flow into his bladder 
instead.  Tina and Katie had spent some time together on 
the net finding little variations they could apply either 
to each other or to Justin.  This was one *HE* had yet to 
experience but the result was the condom showed little 
sign of Russ' orgasm.

Since he was still hard when she let him go, Tina 
straddled Russ like Katie had Justin and he felt the 
silken touch of her body as it engulfed him.  Unlike 
Katie, Tina sought her own release as well as trying to 
keep Russ hard so she was much more energetic; enough 
that Rick and Barry were distracted by the occasional "Oh 
y-e-s!" and "mmmmmmmm!" noises.

Justin too was interested in his sister's pleasure.  He 
knew what it felt like for her to be fucked and wondered 
how Russ would react if he knew Justin would be replaying 
the insertion of Russ' prick into Tina's cunt.

---

Things began heating up all over the room with Leslie and 
Tyler whispering suggestions to Simone and Fran 
respectively.  Fran found it easy enough to lick along 
the outside of Barry's prick but wasn't sure about 
putting the knob into her mouth; she was sure it would go 
off as soon as she did.

Tyler suggested she put a condom over it and obtained one 
from the cache Katie had revealed earlier; she also 
passed one over to Leslie for Simone to use if she so 
desired.

Fran found the flavour unusual but was sure it would be 
better than Barry's cum.  She hadn't felt the same danger 
when she had taken Justin's prick into her mouth, perhaps 
because she hadn't witnessed his release at that stage.  
No, if she was going to swallow anyone's cum it was going 
to be Rick's.

She wondered how Rick felt about watching her with Barry 
- he couldn't mind too much since he hadn't complained 
and was enjoying whatever Simone was doing.  Was Simone 
blowing him too?  Would he like *HER* actions as much as 
Simone's?

She hoped she didn't lose her boyfriend over the unusual 
challenge but it was definitely something to worry about 
later, as was the possible deprecation of her reputation 
as a "good" girl.  She was having too much fun!  She 
bobbed her head and wrapped her tongue around Barry's 
twitching prick.  He was making almost as much noise as 
Tina and she had high hopes of winning the contest!

---

Simone had embraced fellatio more whole-heartedly than 
Fran, maintaining a slow motion with her head, sucking 
lustily and grazing Rick with her tongue on each stroke.  
She too was grateful for the latex barrier and didn't 
mind the odd flavour of the rubber through the citrus 
tang.  Leslie was barracking for Simone to win and was 
willing to cheat a little to spur Rick on ahead of Barry.

She knew Rick was watching Fran's ass, and the growing 
damp stain on her knickers where they were moulded to her 
pussy, at the same time as his prick was disappearing 
onto Simone's mouth and how either he or Barry were 
lasting was beyond her!

Leslie took Rick's hand and lay it, unresisting, on the 
carpet.  She made it into a fist and pointed the thumb 
straight up; then she simply straddled it and closed her 
legs around his arm.

She had her own fleshy dildo and he had his thumb in a 
cunt for the first time.

That wasn't the end of things though.

Rick could still see Fran and now he watched as Leslie 
pushed Fran's knickers to one side as she buried *HER* 
thumb in his girlfriend's cunt in imitation of the digit 
buried in her own.  The situation got ridiculous as Fran, 
suitably stimulated to greater efforts, then began to 
suck harder and Barry held her head over his suddenly 
spewing prick.

Leslie's plan had backfired!

"We have cum!" said Tyler who only then noticed Leslie's 
breaking of the spirit of the competition - after all 
there hadn't actually been any rules.

Leslie shrugged her shoulders at her lover's playful 
scowl and began to writhe on Rick's thumb.  If she was 
going to form part of a chain she felt she should get 
some enjoyment out of it.

Simone was pushing Rick's prick to the back of her mouth, 
trying to take as much in as she could and giving him a 
blowjob that would be his standard of excellence for some 
months though he was *NEVER* foolish enough to let any 
suggestion of that slip to Fran who made up for having to 
be the second set of lips wrapped around his prick by 
wrapping them there on a very regular basis.

Rick came as well and Simone felt the surges against her 
tongue, hoping the rapidly swelling tip of the condom 
would not burst while she was still moving her head and 
sucking on the nice penis.  She had enjoyed the 
experience - not perhaps as much as Rick certainly - and 
was eager to get Barry alone so she could reward him if 
he ate her out properly.

"We have cum as well.  Fran wins though."

Simone heard the words and realised that meant she had 
lost the competition *AND* the bet.

Would Barry agree to "pay up"?  Would he be able to fuck 
her?  Were there any more condoms?  She certainly didn't 
want to get pregnant.

The question lapsed unanswered while Leslie showed her 
what to do with the used condom; yet another surprise 
from a "lesbian".

Fran, disengaging herself from Leslie's thumb, turned 
around and nudged Simone.

"My turn this end."

Simone pushed back with her own shoulder and crawled, 
also on all fours, to greet Barry.

Both girls were delighted by the reception they got, 
being the recipients of any reward due the other.

"Let them clean up", suggested Katie and the four 
newcomers (no pun intended) looked at her and realised 
she had been watching while united with Justin; Tina's 
similar behaviour had been far less circumspect and she 
just grinned when they turned to watch her and Russ as 
well.

"Good?"  Fran was sure *SHE* wouldn't have been able to 
fuck a boy, even Rick, on what was essentially a first 
date and *ESPECIALLY* not so publicly.  Didn't Tina care 
what anyone thought of her?

"Great!"

Apparently she didn't, since she wiggled her ass like a 
dancing bee much to Russ' pleasure - a pleasure that was 
unfortunately all too brief as she brought him to a 
climax as well as herself.

Fran watched as Russ' hands took firm hold of Tina's 
hips; the look on his face was absolutely hilarious - had 
Rick and Barry been similarly afflicted?  She had been 
too focussed on Barry's loins to look at his face.

Tina too began to look strange.  Strange enough that Fran 
could feel herself leaking; it seemed her body liked, or 
maybe sympathised with, the odd expressions.

Russ was lifting Tina as he tried to push into her and 
Rick's hand sought for and squeezed Fran's as he too was 
absorbed by the sight of the couple fucking before them.

Fran looked at Simone and, when she had her eye, softly 
said "Woof" and grinned.  Simone didn't seem to mind.

Tina's sideshow drew to an end with her leaning back so 
Russ' prick pushed against the front of her vagina with 
the last of its firmness.  Russ' arms went around to cup 
her breasts while Tina turned over her shoulder to kiss 
him.

Fran squeezed Rick's fingers.  "Get cleaned up!"

She tried to hint of some further promise and watched as 
he pulled his pants the rest of the way off before 
hurrying away.

Barry followed, leaving his lap-lap behind so his pale 
ass was the last thing Fran saw as he followed Rick into 
the washroom.

Continued...
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Please Note - the file dop.zip contains images of the 
board which can be printed and assembled - simply follow 
the numbers around the outside so the two shortcuts are 
on the inside of the board surrounding the spinner.

The zip file also contains a document describing the 
board and the general rules of play.

Each of the purchasable properties has the tasks or 
otherwise that the player must perform for the owner if 
the property is owned.  Otherwise, like similar games, 
they may purchase it themselves.

The player landing on a property must roll two dice and 
follow the instructions for the total rolled for that 
property.  Since there is less chance of getting a number 
the further away it is from 7 the more "risqu‚" 
activities tend to be at 2 or 12.  Some properties are 
tamer than others and most require the player to make a 
payment as well.

Some examples are given for the special card decks but no 
attempt was made to provide a complete set of activities.  
Use your imagination and make sure you have the props 
handy.
                                    PdV
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