Sometimes You Lose

My wife, Nichole, and I, in an attempt to keep our sex lives alive, will often play board games (Cards, Yahtzee, Scabble, etc.) and the loser has to perform a "forfeit" or dare decreed by the other person. Over drinks with our friends, Jan and Bob, we laugh at some of our escapades, being careful not to share too many secrets, and while she shows a natural curiosity, we feel his withdrawal and get the feeling that he really isn't into role playing. One recent Saturday night Nichole and I opened a bottle of wine, got out the Yahtzee board and, secretly wrote out each other's forfeit. Not knowing what to expect, in the event of losing, certainly adds to the excitement of the game and I could feel the electricity in the air. It was a close game and came down to the last roll of the dice but I couldn't get the Full House I needed to win. The sparkle in Nichole's eyes was enough to tell me that she had come up with a good one. The next day, when instructed, I was to shave, shower, get the body lotion and go lie on the bed fully nude. I was to rub the lotion all over my cock and balls, cover my eyes with a sleep mask (to reduce the sense of light) and put on my Walkman (to reduce outside noise). I was to masturbate at a slow and leisurely pace and I was to relate all of my thoughts and feelings to her later that night. It is common knowledge between us that we had both got ourselves off at various times but we had never discussed the details and now she was telling me where and when. The next day, after a small lunch, I was sitting in the armchair reading the sports news when Nicky came into the family room, magazine under her arm, and stretched out on the sofa. To make herself comfortable she pulled the hem of her lounger up, exposing most of her legs, and while opening the magazine, allowed them to spread slightly. She looked beautiful but as I was casting an appraising eye over her body she glanced over the top of the page and said, mischievously, "I believe I won the bet last night and now is the time for you to pay up. If it will help you can think of me". With that she slid her hand just inside the waistband of her panties and, with a smile on her face, returned her attention to the magazine. I followed the instructions to the letter and found the idea of masturbating, and knowing that Nicky knew about it, very exciting. With no light, and listening to my favorite CD quietly in the background, I was soon in my own little world as I casually got into a slow rhythmic stroking action. In no time at all I was as hard as a rock as I began to fantasize and wondered if she, too, was enjoying the game and was masturbating herself while I carried out my dare. The thought of this only heightened my feelings as I pumped my cock. My thought process was interupted when I sensed the presence of somebody else in the room and then I felt the cool touch of lips and tongue on my chest. I stopped stroking to enjoy the thrill, knowing that she would soon take me in her mouth and give me the relief needed. My cock was rampant as she continued to tongue my nipples and run her nails, gently, up and down my rib cage. I was almost to the point of begging for release when I felt a finger against my lips signifying for me to be quiet and, at the same time, took my hand, placed it back on my cock and guided me to continue to stroke, which I did willingly, moving it the full length of the shaft. All other contact had now stopped but I sensed that she was watching. At that point I had no choice as my balls tightened up, my ass left the mattress, my knees went apart and I, literally, exploded. Streams of cum shot on my neck and chest. The throbbing and pulsing seemed to go on for ages as I milked every drop out and it took me quite a while to come back down to Earth after that experience. When I finally came to my senses I removed the mask and headset before cleaning myself up and I realized that I was alone in the room. After another quick shower I donned a jogging suit and went to the family room only to find it, too, was empty. There was a note on the table which said,"I hope you enjoyed. Needed to go out. Have a nap. You deserve it. Wait until the next time I win. Love. Nicky." When it was time to settle down for the night I put the light out and snuggled close against Nicky's ass cheeks. She said,"How did you enjoy your forfeit?". I muttered lazily,"That was one hell of an experience and one I'll never forget"."That's strange" she said,"That's what Jan said"