Part 77: Games without Frontiers

Day 66: Wednesday, November 20

Chapter 1

The strip poker game got rolling, and it played out much as it had the week before. The card rounds flew by as fast as possible, since everyone was eager to get naked and there was a time limit to be aware of as well.

Alan insisted they put some music on. He pointed out that it would make things even more festive.

Amy immediately bounced out of her chair. "B-52's!"

That was her favorite band, and she played the B-52's albums so much that the others were a little sick of them. But she was so enthusiastic that Alan let her have her way, and soon the song "Party Out of Bounds" started up. She elected to play that song first since it seemed appropriate to the situation.

Xania was game to play cards, and she played her cards ably, which meant that her clothes started coming off. Her jacket was the first item of anyone's to go.

She also drank quite copiously. She could easily hold her alcohol, but she figured a perception of drunkenness could serve as a cover for when she later planned to "break down" and get more sexual.

She asked a lot of questions about activities in the Plummer house, and was honestly surprised by some of the answers. For instance, she could scarcely believe that a succession of females had really stroked Alan's erection most of the afternoon and evening - and the practice was continuing right in front of her eyes. She couldn't talk much to Susan though, because Susan was feeling extremely playful in her sex cow outfit, and liked to respond to all questions with one "moo" for a yes and two "moo's" for a no.

It wasn't long before things began to get interesting. Brenda naturally was the first to lose her top, since she had nothing to lose but that and her panties. Once her top was gone, it seemed that she focused more of her attention on pressing her big globes into Alan and jacking him off than on paying attention to her cards. This was especially true once she started licking his ear and neck.

Brenda didn't exactly do a "proper" job of tending Alan's erection, because she couldn't help but pleasure him far too enthusiastically. She was concentrating on his boner rather than the game. Had it not been for the fact that winning would allow her to take off her thoroughly-soaked panties, she wouldn't have bothered with her cards at all. Although everyone was excited, she clearly was the most excited of the bunch.

The females wanted to expose their boobs to the tit-fanatic Alan as soon as possible, and it wasn't that hard to do since none of them were wearing a bra. Before long, Katherine and Suzanne joined Brenda in going topless. Each time, the woman stood before Alan and let him take the top off.

As usual, Alan simply couldn't get enough of playing with their tits, so there was a lot of fondling until someone pointed out that the game needed to continue.

Then Xania won again. It was a shock when she took her blouse off and revealed her bare 38G chest, especially since she still had her tight skirt on. Some of them had been expecting a bra, forgetting how Susan had earlier held up Xania's underwear.

Amy let out a whistle of genuine appreciation. "Wow! Xania, you're stacked!"

Xania replied rather awkwardly, "Thanks, I suppose." She covered her chest with an arm, and then reluctantly uncovered it, acting like she was struggling to fit in with the group.

Katherine said to her, "Yes, we appreciate that you let your fabulous tits out to breathe, but are you really ready for Alan to grab you and strip you, as is his right? Even while Brenda keeps on jacking him off?"

Acting casual, Xania replied, "Hey, I'm just doing as the Romans. When I came in, Susan asked me to follow the house rules and remove my underwear, so I did. Now, I'm following the game rules."

Susan pointed out, "The rules also say that he does the stripping. So put your top back on and let Tiger take it off properly."

That's what Xania did, while the others watched in silence.

Alan got in a good groping from behind while Xania was bending down in front of him to pick up her blouse. However, he was hindered by her tight red skirt and her panties. So he simply yanked them down to below her knees, where her skirt was stretched almost to the breaking point. And as long as it was stretched like that, it served as a sort of bondage, preventing her from being able to move from her spot.

She complained harshly, "HEY! What do you think you're doing?!"

"It's pretty clear what I'm doing," he replied with matter-of-fact glee. "When in Rome ... This is what happens in Rome." He was blatantly running a finger up and down her wet pussy lips.

Xania grumbled, "Well, I don't like it! You're practically publicly molesting me! It's like we're all just here to arouse you to a truly incredible degree."

Katherine couldn't help but snicker, "By George, I think she's got it!"

"YES!" Susan pumped her fist, and gave Katherine a knowing and approving look.

Xania was finding this situation curiously exciting. She especially got off on the fact that so many others were watching Alan "molest" her. She did a good job of looking unhappy while she remained bent over with her boobs dangling down. She acted like she was nervously fiddling with her blouse and having a hard time picking it up, but she was just giving him ample time to explore her hefty rack.

Finally, she got her blouse back on, as well as her skirt and panties pulled back up into place, only for Alan to immediately take her blouse off again. She was standing all the way up by now, but Alan continued to fondle her massive rack from behind.

The situation was awkward for Xania, to say the least. But being a public spectacle was only increasing her arousal. She was trying to appear unaffected, but her cheeks were flushed, her heart was racing, and her pussy was getting very wet. Worst of all, she was starting to writhe and moan, no matter how much she tried not to.

In the middle of that, Amy asked her, "Xania, just how big are your boobies? What bra size are you?"

"G," Xania replied matter-of-factly.

"Wow!" Amy exclaimed. "That's, like, super duper big! Hey, that's just the same as Mom and Aunt Susan. Cool beans!"

Xania frowned. Alan was a pretty talented tit groper. He was quickly figuring out what felt best for her, and not just what he enjoyed the most. She asked Suzanne, "My top is off already. How long is this groping going to go on?"

Suzanne just smirked and replied, "A while." She was having a great time watching Xania squirm.

Brenda could feel Alan's already-stiff erection grow even more firm as he caressed Xania's chest. She was sandwiched sitting between the standing Alan and Xania. She suddenly got a naughty idea and moved to the side. Then pressed Alan's cockhead up against Xania's ass crack. She started rubbing it up and down the crack while continuing to stroke him.

Xania knew exactly what that was, but she again pretended to be clueless. She reached back to her ass, but not quite far enough to make contact with what Brenda was doing. As Alan played with her erect nipples, she asked Brenda, "What's that?"

Brenda was tickled pink to be acting so naughty. She replied vaguely, "Sorry, I'm really squished here. I don't have any room."

Xania just grunted in acknowledgement. She was grateful that she was still wearing her tight red skirt, because Brenda was forcing Alan's cockhead even deeper into her ass crack. Between that and the way everyone in the room was staring at Alan fondling her boobs, Xania was in serious danger of losing her composure and maybe even screaming out loud in orgasmic ecstasy. She was frustrated that Alan was behind her, because that gave her no cover from the blatant stares. She at least hoped the others couldn't see what was happening to her ass.

As Brenda stroked Alan's boner and rubbed it against Xania's butt, she whispered to him, "Amy's right. That's a very nice pair of G-cup tits you're playing with, isn't it? Not as big as mine, but still, not shabby. You should fuck them later! And then fuck mine!" She was far too horny to feel jealous about Xania or anyone else. She realized that the other women added to the erotic atmosphere, and seeing Xania topless took things to an even higher level for everyone.

Brenda hoped that only Alan would hear her whispering, but Xania was just as close as Alan was, and she heard every word as well. That only aroused her even more. She was churning her hips, deliberately grinding against Alan's cockhead in her ass crack. She was increasingly ashamed by her obvious sexual movements and moaning, but increasingly aroused too. It all seemed to be a vicious circle, bringing her closer and closer to a loud climax. She clenched her teeth and silently prayed for the "ordeal" to end soon.

Brenda was further emboldened. She sensed that since she was squeezed between Alan and Xania, probably nobody would notice if she started licking his cock as well as stroking it. She spoke huskily. "Let me be your tit slut! One of them, at any rate! And make Xania one of yours too! OH GOD!" She'd worked herself up so much that she pulled his erection from its deep indentation in Xania's tight skirt, and bent her head down to lick it.

However, the others either noticed her repositioning or the way Alan groaned lustily when she started licking right over his sweet spot. Suzanne immediately said, "Brenda, cut that out! Unless you want someone else to take over?"

Brenda sat back up in a flash. "I'll be good." She looked down at her two constantly moving hands. Dammit! It's so tough holding back. Our master needs his cock sucked, at least for a couple of minutes, so he can fully appreciate playing with Xania's big tits! But I must admit that feeling my hands slipping and sloshing all over his huge snake feels fantastic too. I could do this all night! And the thing is, he's never gonna cum. Never! It's like I'm trying to best this great cock, but it's besting me. Susan's right - that is "so hot!"

Xania had been in many wild sexual situations before, including orgies, but she felt something extra compelling and thrilling about the current situation. She worried that she was ruining her appearance of reluctance with her involuntary sexy writhing and moaning, and she was in danger of having a very loud orgasm soon. She repeatedly licked her lips as she fantasized dropping down to suck the top of Alan's boner while Brenda kept on stroking the rest. Before she lost all self control, she forced herself to ask, "So, how long does this go on?"

With that, Suzanne said, "Sweetie, I suppose you should let go so we can continue the game."

He reluctantly let go. But then he turned Xania around and said, "Thanks for being such a good sport." He followed up by kissing her lips and fondling her tits some more, only from the front.

Xania was stunned. She was dangerously close to a highly embarrassing orgasm, and she feared the kiss would push her over the edge. She had to push him away and step aside to try to recover.

With Xania out of the way, Brenda asked him, "I'm sure you'll be fondling them some more before long, but in the meantime do you want to play with mine? They're even bigger."

Alan sat back in his chair. Then he leaned down and gave Brenda's left boob a quick squeeze. However, then he whispered to her, "Can't. Sorry. Rules."

Despite the increasing nakedness, they all played the game quite seriously. Most of the women were strong natural competitors, so there was a great desire to win just to be number one. Suzanne in particular played the game seriously and occasionally got annoyed when things would get so sexual that the game would stop. Sometimes, she couldn't resist taking a peek at some of the other's cards, because the women generally were too horny to remember to keep their cards well protected.

Brenda then won another hand, and she elected to have the cum taken off of her face, since she'd been told that was an item. She debated whether Susan or Suzanne should have the licking honors, but ultimately chose the latter because she was strongly attracted to Suzanne's more commanding manner. "Suzanne, would you please?"

Suzanne smiled warmly. "I'd love to." She changed seats. Then she lovingly licked Brenda clean while the game continued.

The others looked to Xania for a reaction. They were particularly worried that having Suzanne lick the cum that had fallen on Brenda's huge melons while Brenda kept right on stroking Alan's erection could be seen as going too far. At the very least, they found it an extremely arousing sight.

Xania convincingly made appalled and agitated faces while nonetheless closely watching Suzanne lick and swallow up the cum.

Susan said to her, "I can see you're looking displeased. But don't knock it until you try it. Tiger has exceptionally sweet cum. It's truly delicious! It just so happens that he loves eating fruity and sweet things and avoids bitter things, so his cum tastes, well, fruity and sweet!"

Katherine said, "It's true. Obviously, moms are biased about their sons, but we all feel that way. Before you judge, at least have a small taste."

Suzanne stopped her licking. She swiped a finger through Brenda's cummy left cheek, and then pointed that finger towards Xania. "I completely agree. You HAVE to give it a try."

Xania had previously tasted Alan's cum. She hadn't had much, but she knew it tasted sweet, and even smelled sweet. But she had to pretend otherwise to maintain her cover. She frowned. "No thanks."

Susan eagerly prodded her, "What about when in Rome, doing as the Romans do?"

Xania shook her head. "Maybe later."

Since Suzanne was near Katherine, she fed her cummy finger to her instead. Then she went back to licking Brenda clean.

A few more rounds passed with more clothing removed. After Brenda was down to just her (incredibly soaked) panties, she sat in Alan's lap and experimented with rubbing more of her body against him. No one seemed to mind, so before long she was rubbing her huge breasts all over him. When there were still no objections to that, she pulled her panties to the side to expose her pussy, then began sliding her juicy pussy all over his bare legs. Somehow she managed to keep stroking his boner at the same time.

Then the time came for Xania to lose her skirt. Brenda was still in Alan's lap with her great big boobs practically in his face. But Xania was persuaded to scoot up so close that her legs were actually outside his, and her back was nearly against Brenda's back.

Alan reached around Brenda with both hands and quickly pulled Xania's skirt down below her ass. But the skirt stopped there, giving him the excuse to fondle her ass for a couple of minutes. He didn't like how her panties were in the way though, so he pulled them down in back until her ass was completely bared.

Xania immediately complained, "Hey! You can't do that. I'm losing my skirt, not my panties too." She pulled her panties up in front so at least her pussy lips were completely covered.

Suzanne said, "Don't your panties slide down sometimes when you're pulling your pants or skirt down?"

"Yeah," Xania admitted.

"That's all that's happening here. He'll pull them back up in a minute, I'm sure. In the meantime, put both of your hands on your head."

Xania put her hands on her head, as ordered. But she complained, "That's not part of the rules."

Suzanne just wanted Xania to do that because she thought it would look sexy. She made up an excuse on the fly. "If you do that, you won't be tempted to meddle. It's Sweetie's job to fix your panties, not yours."

Xania sighed heavily. She truly resented having to keep her hands on her head, because it made her feel twice as exposed. But she'd gotten extremely horny when Alan fondled her breasts and pussy while "speaking to her in private" soon after she'd arrived; she hadn't come down much since then. In fact, she soon found herself with the same problem as before, trying hard not to writhe or moan too much as she blushed and tingled from the fondling and public embarrassment.

Now that Brenda wasn't busy "tending" Alan's cock, she pondered Xania's situation. They're doing it to her again! I can tell Xania is a strong woman. Look at her grinding her teeth and trying to fight it. But it's no good. She's gonna give in to lust, and she knows it! I'll bet this kind of thing happens every day here. Hell, I know it does. Susan is constantly put in her place as a big-titted mommy pet, and she's just one of many. I love watching Xania get tamed. It's like I'm watching myself!

Alan was getting so very aroused, with Brenda sitting in his lap, that he only played with Xania's ass for a little while. Her pulled her skirt further down and her panties back up, and let her sit back down so the game could resume.

Alan then won a hand, which for him always meant he got to pick a dare. His first goal was to replace Brenda's hands on his erection with someone else's, due to her over-enthusiasm. He'd been frantically struggling not to cum nearly the entire game, and he was getting tired of constantly flexing his PC muscles. He loved Brenda sitting in his lap, but it was also too much of a good thing.

He announced, "Okay, Xania, it's time for a dare, and you're gonna learn firsthand what one is. The winner gets to pick an activity for someone else to do. So I'm going to ask for you to take over stroking my cock."

Xania convincingly blushed and pretended indignation. "But ... But that's not just strip poker! That's practically sex. You don't really expect me to do that, do you? I'm a guest!"

He replied, "Brenda's doing it as we speak." He paused so she could get a very good look at what Brenda was doing.

Indeed, not only was Brenda stroking his throbbing pole, but once she'd heard him say that she was about to be replaced, she stopped doing anything else, and turned her attention to stroking him with both hands while rubbing her great tits against his chest. She was hoping against hope to get him to cum before she had to turn him over. She even tilted her head so that she could lick his neck up to his jaw line.

Everyone else just sat and stared at her efforts. The sexual heat in the room was rising steadily. Xania modestly covered her big bare breasts, although how much of that was an act and how much was real embarrassment, she no longer knew.

After a long pause, he continued, "As we explained, everyone else was doing it before the game. If you want to 'do like the Romans' around this house, you've got to do it too. Shouldn't the game rules be the same for you as everyone else?"

"Well ... I don't know!" Xania looked flustered. But then she gave in. "Okay, fine. I should have known what I was getting into when I came here and agreed to the rules. But really, this is the limit." She sighed in resignation. "What do I have to do?"

He commanded, "Come here and wrap those lovely long fingers of yours around my cock. Then stroke slowly. You've been watching Brenda doing it for quite a long while, so just do what she's been doing."

"Um, well..." Xania looked nervously at the ceiling.

He added, "Brenda's got it quite wet, so your hands should glide quite nicely. Think you can handle that?"

"Of course I can! It's not like I'm a prude. Geez. Please just tell me how to do this 'jacking off' thing." Xania was really hamming up the innocent angle while maintaining her stern appearance.

Even Suzanne was puzzled by where Xania was going with this, though she knew that Xania was acting naïve for some reason.

Chapter 2

Brenda had to get off Alan's lap. She stood up, and pulled Alan up too. With Xania standing right next to her, she placed Xania's hands where hers had been, and explained what to do. "First, hold it in your hand lovingly. It's no ordinary cock, so you have to treat it specially." Their hands started sliding up and down it together, four hands pumping at once. But Xania's hands were moving without Brenda's help, so Brenda asked her, "Haven't you done this before?"

Xania wanted the others to think she was sexually naive, but to claim she'd never jacked off a man was a bit much. So she answered vaguely, "Well, yes, but not like this."

Brenda, luckily, didn't press her on what that meant exactly. Instead, she spoke like a patient teacher. "Cradle it with care and tenderness, like you're holding a newborn baby. Remember, this is a magnificent and POWERFUL cock, and it needs your love and care. In fact, it demands it!"

Xania wondered how any penis could be "powerful" and "demanding," but she didn't say anything.

Brenda continued, while guiding Xania's fingers, "Don't get too frantic though, because we need to keep his erection stiff and throbbing for pretty much the entire evening. Just stroke it lightly, like you're petting a cat. I like to keep some fingers pressed against his most sensitive spot, just underneath the cockhead. You do know about the frenulum, don't you? Here at the Plummer house, it's called the 'sweet spot.'"

Xania dodged the question by asking, "I'm supposed to rub him here most of the time, right?"

Brenda waited until Xania started stroking his sweet spot in the right way. "There. Yes. Good. Then your other hand is free to roam up and down, to slip and slide all around. You can play with his balls too." Since Xania was taking control of the most sensitive parts of his erection, Brenda stayed busy stroking his lower shaft and fondling his balls.

Everyone watched and nodded approvingly as Xania seemed to be getting the hang of it.

Alan was thinking that he'd get a short strategic break during the switch of penis tenders, but there hadn't been any break, and now both Brenda and Xania were working on him! He had to clench his PC muscle even more intently than before.

Xania asked, with genuine curiosity, "I don't understand how he can handle this much stimulation for so long. I mean, I can barely see any of his privates because of all the hands sliding all over him, including mine! Wouldn't any man have orgasmed a long time ago by now?"

It wasn't clear who Xania was expecting to answer, but Susan spoke up. "That's just how it is, and who he is. The more we stimulate him, the better his stamina gets. I'm so glad you were able to come down tonight and be with us and experience all this. I love how you were so tolerant in our meeting, but still, I'll bet there's a part of you that disapproves of the incest. After you see and experience all this firsthand, you'll be able to really understand where I'm coming from, and Angel too. With a cock that powerful and delicious, how can you resist it? How can I resist? Or Katherine? Or any of us? It's not possible!"

Brenda suddenly let go of Alan's privates. She pulled Xania's panties down her legs until they were below her knees, causing Xania's bush and slit to come into full view.

"Aaaaiiieee!" Xania screamed. "What's that for?!" Xania asked as she wiggled her bare ass around in a sexy but impossible attempt to get her panties back up somehow - she didn't want to let go of his boner for even a second, for fear that Brenda would latch onto it again.

Brenda kept her hold on Xania's panties, forcing them down and out of reach. They wound up bunched around her ankles, making it hard for her to spread her legs any further, unless she wanted to rip her panties in two.

Xania was genuinely distressed, although she kept on stroking Alan's cock instead of trying to retrieve her panties. "What are you doing?! Give that back! Can't you see you've completely exposed my pussy?!"

Amy giggled. "In case we didn't notice, we sure do now!"

Katherine giggled too. "And look how wet she is!"

Xania blushed for real. "You would be too, if you..." She looked at her hands sliding all over Alan's long shaft. She couldn't recall any handjob half as arousing and fun as this one. She desperately wanted to cover her soaked pussy, because she knew the other women were staring at it, and that was making her so horny that she was having trouble breathing. But it was as if she was literally unable to stop her own hands. "Well ... it's just ... the entire situation! I'm effectively completely naked!"

Susan was delighted to point out, "Not true. You're wearing a lovely pair of high heels."

Xania growled, "A big help that is! They just make me feel even MORE naked somehow!"

Susan grinned as she idly fondled her nipples. "They do have a way of doing that. Which I totally love, by the way."

Alan asked Brenda, "Can I sit back down now?"

"Please do."

Alan sat in his chair.

Brenda and Xania immediately followed by kneeling between his legs. Xania winced when she heard her panties tear while she repositioned. She sensed they hadn't torn all the way through yet, but she couldn't bear to examine the damage.

Katherine noticed that now that Xania was kneeling, her mouth was only a few inches from the tip of Alan's cock. So she suggested, "Hey Xania, since your face is so close, try blowing on it too."

Xania looked up and over to Suzanne. "Is that allowed?"

Suzanne replied seriously, like a professional referee. "As long as you don't touch it with your lips or tongue."

Susan agreed with a happy "Moo." (She'd mostly given up on mooing, since that got old fast, but she still had fun with the occasional "moo" every now and then.)

So Xania experimentally blew on it, making Alan respond with a loud erotic moan. That caused a lot of murmurs of approval from the women still sitting around the table.

Brenda leaned in too. "Do that. A lot of that. Like this!" She blew air directly onto Alan's sweet spot.

Soon, both women were blowing him all over, while Xania kept on stroking and stroking.

Stalling for time, so they could both have fun playing with his cock, Brenda brought a finger to Alan's sweet spot and said, "Oh, and this is definitely his special spot. The Plummers call it his 'sweet spot, ' which I think is a great name. See how I'm directing my blowing right there?"

Xania complained, "Of course I know about that. Everybody knows about that. I even know its proper name: the frenulum. That's where I'm blowing too!"

"Good." Brenda was still rubbing his sweet spot with her finger, while Xania stroked all of the thick shaft below that point. Then both of them leaned in even closer to blow still more effectively. Brenda added, "So, while you'll want to be stimulating his sweet spot pretty much constantly, don't stop there. Susan has been teaching me all of his other sensitive spots. For instance, right here, just under the crown of the head, all the way around..." She ran her finger along under that ridge.

Xania pretended to not understand, so she could get her other hand involved. "You mean like this?" She also ran a finger just under the crown.

"Exactly. And down this way, this whole area is pretty good." Xania's stroking hand gave way so Brenda could trace up and down some veiny bulges on the underside of Alan's shaft. "This whole side, really, could use a lot of-"

Alan was forced to complain, "Hey! That's too much!" It wasn't so much what they were doing with their fingers, but the way they kept on blowing and blowing, right across his sweet spot, that was driving him wild.

Xania pulled back and looked around. She was daunted at the way everyone else was staring at her, yet again. "Wait a minute! Whatever happened to the poker game? How am I even supposed to play, while I'm on my knees?"

Suzanne said, "Keep in mind that penis tending takes precedence. But if you want, you can sit on his lap and stroke him from there."

Xania decided to do that instead. As she repositioned by sitting on one of his thighs, she felt her panties tear the rest of the way off and fall to the floor. But she didn't say anything about it, hoping that at least some of the others hadn't heard or noticed.

Brenda knelt just outside of Alan's legs, and went back to merely playing with Alan's balls. She told Xania, "Take advantage of your new position. As official penis tender, don't feel like you have to limit yourself to just his cock. You need to stimulate him all over. Make out. Kiss him anywhere and everywhere. Lick HIS nipples. A big part of the job is rubbing your bare tits up against him at every opportunity, so get closer. You've got a very impressive set of knockers, so use 'em!" She nudged Xania into Alan so one of his arms was practically encased in tit.