Be Careful What You Wish For Part 5

The night was a blur of sexual debauchery. Geoff not only indulged my every whim, but he heightened my desires and took things to a new level. Bent over the computer desk in my bedroom, he brutalized my ass while we watched adult theater porn. I screamed in passion, begging him to ravage me harder, deeper, and faster. On the floor, I humped his face as his tongue danced inside my drenched hole.

We made love, had sex, and fucked. Yes, there are differences. Momentarily sated and thoroughly exhausted, I fell into a languid slumber, waking with the sun and feeling refreshed. I woke my new boyfriend by sucking his magic cock to life and rode him until he promised to blast his cum all over my face, tits, and body, so I could wear his liquid lust on my flesh.

"Are you going to dominate me and tell me what to do, tonight? I'd get off so hard by you ordering me around in front of your friends."

He chuckled, got up, and put his hands around my neck, as if preparing to choke me. My thighs instinctively spread in submission, my breath coming in aroused, jagged heaves.

"I don't see a slave collar around your perfect neck. You are not my property to command."

"What if I want that?"

"Tell you what," he said. "I'll buy you a slave collar. When you want to be treated like a piece of sexual property, put it on. You can, of course, remove the collar any time you choose, but while you wear, you are mine to command."

My fingers flew to my throbbing clit. "Just promise me you'll make me be a dirty fucking slut."

"I swear it."

My lover had work obligations, leaving me alone for the day. As soon as my front door latched shut, my fingers buried themselves in my sodden slit, my passions reigniting. I had to clean my house, making it presentable. However, chores could wait until I had another orgasm or three. The sensual aroma of his dried jizz on my overheating flesh aroused me to the point that my nectar poured down my legs and my clit throbbed. My plan to box and store my myriad sex toys was delayed when I plugged my well-used holes with vibrators and dildos, fucking myself to oblivion.

As every minute ticked by, my mind further filled with anticipation. I'd soon have four men captive in my house, and I was going to tease them, making them so horny for me that, hopefully, at least one of them would cum in his pants. The idea of behaving came, unbidden, to my mind. I immediately laughed it off, knowing that no matter how hard I tried to be a good girl, I just couldn't--wouldn't. I preferred five guys over four. That would give me one for each hole and one for either hand.

My mind played fantasies of how I could use them to satisfy myself. I imagined myself cursing and begging, covered in cum, my makeup smeared from lust, and those sexy men stroking themselves over me. Then I thought about Geoff. Not only was he an amazing lover, almost psychically knowing exactly what I wanted and how I desired it, but I felt genuine comfort and attraction around him. My heart and soul seldom aligned with my libido. I hoped that I wouldn't scare him away.

Moaning in frustration as I forced my fingers away from my swollen clit, I texted my new boyfriend. "Watcha doing?"

His response came thirty seconds later, which made me smile. "Collar shopping."

My pussy gushed. "Really?"

"Do you like this one?"

A picture followed. My already-hard nipples further engorged at the sight. The photo showed a woman from her lips to her cleavage, wearing a delicate silvered slave collar. She was blushing with arousal, her teeth gnawing on her bottom lip. Her smooth neck sported the jewelry, and her breasts were ripe with lust. I could see the top corner of her name tag, which meant she worked wherever Geoff shopped, and she willingly modeled for him. That made sense; he was pure eye candy, and his aura of lusty sexuality made women wet, me included.

"Are you going to fuck her while she wears the collar? It would be so hot to force me to wear it after that."

"No," he replied. "But I love how you think."

He certainly knew how to play my games, and I loved it.

"Question, stud. Should I wear the boots with my elf costume or high heels?"

"Send pics of both."

"You just want to see me!"

"Of course I do. Everything about you is perfect, arousing, and stunning. Fucking hot, too."

Wow! I sprinted into the bedroom and practically jumped into the elfin boots made to match my cosplay outfit. Standing in front of the mirror, I took a snapshot of me from the waist down, ensuring that he had a good view of my neatly-trimmed fiery pubes.

"Like?"

"Amazing, stunning, and sexy. The boots are nice too. Ever been fucked wearing those boots?"

"Dozens of times."

Because my fingers were invading my cunt, I kicked off the boots and managed to stop masturbating long enough to don the heels. The white leather pumps sported deadly five-inch stiletto heels, open toes, and long laces that wound their way up my calves. I usually attract ass-men, but every time I wore them, foot fetishists from miles around came running.

For that shot, I lay back on the bed and spread my legs. I rather likes the way it turned out. The high heels were perfectly displayed, and my hot, wet pussy was perfectly frames by my cum-saturated thighs. My fingers were flying over my clit when I took the selfie, and it was a hot, nasty, dirty picture.

"What do you think about that?"

"To see you is to want you."

"Did I make your dick hard? Fuck that slutty cashier in the picture and come back, so I can lick her cum off your cock."

He ignored my slutty pleas. "Which pair makes you feel sexiest?"

"The heels."

"There's your answer. See you tonight."

I removed the footwear and cleaned them with a polishing wipe, followed by sanitizing wipes. That was a good idea; a drop of dried cum was one the shoes from the last time I wore them. Clean, shiny, and sexy I ran my fingers over the glimmering leather and shrugged. Moaning over how slutty I am, I lay back and spread my legs, plunging one of the heel into my dripping hole. As I fucked myself, moaning and whimpering in passion, the other shoe ran over my body, stimulating my aching nipples and stabbing into my needy flesh. Inspired, I recorded a short video.

"I'm so fucking horny! I need to fucking cum. Does it make you hard, watching me fuck myself with my slutty heels?" I fucked myself hard and deep with the leather shoe, screaming in passion. "Fuck, I"m fucking cumming. Oh shit, fuck, oh, fuck. So good. Mmm, aah. Fuck!"

In post-orgasmic bliss, I watched my tawdry footage, then sent it to Geoff.

"You are dirty fucking slut," he texted.

I read the message, my jaw dropping. I knew it! He couldn't handle me. Resigned to my fate, I could only smile. Albeit short, it was fun while it lasted. I'd miss his magic cock, and my heart actually felt some sorrow.

My phone dinged, another message. "I'm so proud of you!" A smiley face followed.

"You fucking bastard! I thought I went too far and lost you."

"I know who my father is. If you want me to stay over tonight, wear those high heels to bed."

I smiled, bouncing up and down on my bed with joy. "Just promise me you'll cum on my shoes, so I can lick it off of them."

"Does your costume have elf ears? Never fucked an elf."

"Tonight's your lucky night. Can you come over before your friends get here? I want a warm-up fuck."

"Can't. Work. See you tonight, my sylvan vision."

I wiled away the time, fingering myself as I thought up ways to tease. Wanting to feel as slutty as possible, I spent my day mostly nude, only wearing my freshly-fucked heels. My home office required a scanty bit of dusting, and I had the foresight to leave a bullet vibrator at my computer station. If was am extremely quiet one that I sued for public masturbation. All of the gaming system were fired up and checked, and I ensured that the connection node with the battle Realms servers was operating at full capacity.

"Oh, shit! They'll be here any minute." Lost in thought, I'd lost track of time.

I tore off my slutty heels and ran into the shower. As soon as the hot water cascaded over my nudity, my mind fixated on getting slammed hard and deep in the shower. The feeling of getting pounded to oblivion while rivulets of liquid heat washed over me enticed. I quickly turned the shower head to the hard massage setting and let the steaming water pulse against my clit. My hips pumped back and forth as my knees grew weak. My back fell against the wet tile, one hand squeezing my tits as I moaned. Then, I heard the faint sound of my doorbell. It didn't register, at first, so I continued. Right when the pulverizing throes of passion threatened to consume me, I heard the bell ringing once more, followed by knocks.

"Coming!" I shouted, turning off the water.

I quickly ran a towel over my red hair and grabbed the first garment in reach. It was a micro-thin silk robe in pale green. The cut was short and sexy, and the lapels were designed to reveal rather than cover. Under normal circumstances, the wispy material enhanced the body it covered. When I wore it, the outlines of my areolas could be easily seen, and my constantly erect nipples poked through. With my body drenched, it became scandalous. Smiling at the sultry vision in the mirror, I pranced out of my bathroom to the front door.

"Who is it?" I cooed.

My hand descended to my already-soaked pussy, wetting my fingers. Withdrawing my dripping digits, I used my sexual nectar as a perfume, dabbing some at the nape of my neck and between my breasts. It drives lovers mad with desire.

"Amber?" an uncertain voice called. "It's John. We spoke on the phone last night, and you invited us over to game."

I unlocked the front door and slung it wide open. The men's eyes nearly jumped out of their sockets when they saw me.

"Sorry, boys," I began, giving them the lustiest smile I could muster. "I was in the shower." I shrugged exaggeratedly, feeling my boobs bounce. Their eyes fixated on my prominent nipples. "You're John, and you're Gary. I'm sorry. I didn't get your name last night on the phone."

"Um, hi. I'm Toby."

All three were sexy in their own ways. John was a bristling, musclebound man with tribal tattoos running over his arms. He reminded me of a Viking warrior. Gary was athletic, with perfectly coiffed hair and gleaming blue eyes. His facial features were handsome, and he had an assured confidence in his demeanor. Toby was short and wiry with longish black hair and a cute, matching goatee.

"Well, come on in, boys, and make yourselves at home. If you don't mind waiting, I can throw on some clothes, but if you want to geek out and see my computer room, I'd love to give you guys nerd-gasms."

"Geoff never mentioned that you have a computer room."

"Of course, he didn't. He never made it further than the bedroom. Follow me, and I'll show you what I've got."

They didn't say anything, but I knew my double-entendre wasn't lost on them. Knowing that their lusty gazes were riveted on my ass, I gave my hips extra sway as I led them to my home office. It doubled as a gaming room. As soon as I hit the light switch and the mood lighting came on, they gasped in astonishment.

A run of four gaming systems lined one wall, each terminal having its own alcove. Low walls, just under head height separated them. You could easily talk to the people beside you. Dual monitors, one forty inches, the other an elongated rectangle, capped the desktops. Bluish lights lines the walls, and a one-hundred-inch display screen faced the computers. My terminal was at the far wall and was walled off at waist height. I could easily fuck myself while they played without revealing my actions.

"I'm in heaven! This looks like the bridge on a spaceship."

"You ain't seen nothing yet. Let me show you how these rigs work."

"How can you afford all this?" Gary asked my tits.

"I'm up here," I reminded. Just to torture him, I shook my shoulders back and forth, giggling. "Geoff didn't tell you that I'm a graphics designer and modeler?"

"Um, yeah, he did, but he didn't say you're rich."

"Well, that's how. Come on. You'll love this."

We huddled over one of the terminals, and my arousal peaked. I was the slutty filling of a hunk sandwich. I had a man on either side of me, and one directly behind me. All I needed was a few sexy women to feast on. I could feel the heat of their bodies as they pressed against me. Bending further, my ass cheeks pressed into Toby's crotch. I smiled when I felt his manhood swell against my rump. Gary stared at me quizzically. I shot him a naughty wink and explained the gaming systems.

"Okay. The smaller, tall monitors hold your inventory, quick command menu, chat window, and webcam views." I pointed as I pulled up the gaming interface and demonstrated. "Those are touch-screen for ease of use. Each kiosk has a face and a profile cam. The big screen over there can display any monitor or a montage of all of them. This button, here, lowers the big screen so you have a better view."

"Wow," Toby exclaimed. "These specs are killer and the sound is amazing."

"Yep. Nothing but the best. I run everything from mission control, over there."

I shifted my position, allowing the slutty robe of gap open a bit more. John instantly noticed, apparently a tit-man. My sexual heat exploded, and I considered dropping to my knees and sucking all three of them off. I wanted to torture them, relishing the effect my sexuality has on people.

"There she is, surrounded by horny assholes," Geoff's voice rang out.

The guys looked guilty, quickly distancing themselves from me. I pouted.

"Geoff," I blurted. "You remembered the code."

Tits bouncing and my robe flapping up with every step, I bounded over to my new boyfriend and wrapped my arms around him, kissing him passionately. I'm not just another slutty face; I know how to make my lovers look and feel good. It was obvious that Geoff and his friends were close, so all I had to do was make them wish they were him.

As we kissed, a pressed my body against him, moaning into his mouth as I writhed. Geoff's friends had been lusting over my body since I first let them inside, so that part was easy. My hand reached back and caressed his taut butt, then slunk around front to fondle his manly package. Breaking our torrid kiss, I nuzzled against his strong chest, idly stroking his cock through his jeans.

"I have something for you," my lover said, smiling.

He reached to his back pocket and pulled out the silvery collar I saw earlier. If he would have brought me the woman who had worn it, I would have happily put on a show.

Because the thought aroused me, I screeched, "My slave collar!"

I shot my boyfriend a sly wink when his buddies groaned. I quickly dropped to my knees and spread my thighs apart. My back was turned to Geoff's friends, but what I did was obvious. My head raised, looking up into his eyes, and I laid my hands on my thighs, my back straight.

"Collar your sex slave, Master. Make me yours. I'll do anything you say, anything at all. Just, please, collar your horny slave."

"Dude, marry her!"

Everyone laughed. Mission accomplished. I sprung up, spinning around to give Geoff's friends a cheap thrill. I counted to seven before they'd wrenched their gazes from between my legs.

I smiled. "I'll go put on my sexy night elf costume while you boys settle in. I have the Demon King of Zuul ready to launch, whenever you guys are ready. I'll wheel out drinks and snacks." I paused. "That reminds me. If you're going to drink of otherwise imbibe, hand me your car keys."

"Um, I drove," John said.

Smiling like the cat how caught the canary, I strutted up to him and thrust my hand in his front pocket. I immediately felt his car keys, but his body slightly trembled, so I drew out the torture. My hand fished around inside his pocket, grazing his swelling penis.

"My," I quipped. "What a big, huge... set of keys you have. Mine now."

I strutted away, leaving the computer room. Rather than walk down the hall to my bedroom, I silently flung my back against the hallway's wall. Reaching under my robe, my hand instantly became soaked. My thighs felt like fire to my touch. One finger invaded my sodden sex, the other furiously rubbing my swollen nub.

"No offense, Geoff," Toby said. "But your new girlfriend is super fucking hot."

"Yeah," John agreed. "She's gorgeous and so sexy. Cool too. Did you see her computer getup?"

"Nope," Geoff confessed. "First time for me."

"Can't blame you. If I had a sexy vixen like that dropping to her knees in front of me, her gaming system could wait."

"Dude, she's way out of your league, how'd you manage that?"

I heard Geoff laugh. "She walked over while I was eating lunch, told me how sexy I was, and challenged me to pick her up."

"Challenge accepted!"

"When you guys break up, I'm asking her out."

"Is she good in bed?"

I listened, fingering my snatch until I had a very intense but silent orgasm. While they "oohed" and "aahed" over my computer network, I slunk away to put on my costume. What I didn't tell them was that I was a texture and background designer for Battle Realms. I loved the work, enjoyed my coworkers, and the pay was top-tier. The night elf outfit was for conventions, which were mandatory to attend. We even got paid to go to gaming conventions.

The custom-crafted outfit consisted of a pale grass green halter top made of soft leather scales. It was backless and hung loose enough that my boobs had plenty of room to bounce and jiggle. The bottom skirt section was more of a long loin cloth, made of matching inverted triangles. The top band hung over my waist, which left my hips and all of my legs exposed. Ornately decorated in bas-relief sigils, the entirety was trimmed with a deep forest green, silvery and golden threads woven through it in patterns.

The outfit originally came with a full-sleeved body suit. The legs and arms were dyed to resemble elfin chainmail armor over a muscular lady-elf's body. Following both my desires and Geoff's request, the body suit went unworn. A tiny, delicate cape with a dramatic taper clasped onto the halter's shoulder straps, and a piece of full-arm armor, complete with pauldron, attached on the left arm. Without the undergarment, the sexy and figure-enhancing costume became super-slutty.

I did my makeup to match, using greens, smoky darks, and hints of silver, especially around my blacked-out lips. Spraying some glitter into my long red hair and applying the elf ears completed my ensemble. Looking in the mirror, standing horny and proud in my stiletto heels, I looked so fuckable that I had to fight the urge to masturbate. Instead, I jogged into the kitchen and pulled out tons of snacks, five bags of edibles, and a small bar's worth of booze, including artisan beer in long neck bottles.

"I see you boys are loving my rig. I told you that it was state-of-the art."

They immediately stopped their chattering and gawked at me. Geoff shot me that roguish smile that makes me so wet. John stared, his jaw gaping. Gary's eyes grew so wide that he looked like a cartoon, and Toby whistled.

"You like?" I twirled around, giggling.

"Sorry, Amber," John apologized. "I didn't mean to stare."

"Nonsense. If I didn't like you looking, I wouldn't have dressed up all sexy. Gawk away. I like it."

"Yep." Geoff laughed, and I smiled. "Amber's not shy about being the most perfect goddess to walk the earth."

"Um, you're not going to kick my ass or something, are you?"

"Not at all. We're dating. I don't own her."

"Dude! We just saw her beg for you to own her. That reminds me, Amber, do you have a sister?"

"Yep," I lied. "She's a nun." I waited for the crestfallen expressions. "Just kidding. Only child. Anyway, I have beer, whiskey, scotch, rum, wine, and all the mixers. Here's some high-grade weed, if you smoke, and a ton of Goddess Green edibles. These are for euphoria, these are to chill out, and these are my favorites. Euphoria, loss of inhibitions, and just one of them will make you super horny."

The looks on their faces when I grabbed a handful of the aphrodisiac edibles and popped them into my mouth were priceless. Gary still stared at me, confounded. He looked as if he were trying to figure something out. I knew better than to pry.

One by one, I went down the line and played hostess. John eyed me hungrily, and I thrust my tits in his face as I served him his drink and a beer chaser. Toby only wanted a cola, but he grabbed some edibles. As I bent forward to lay out a few snacks for him, he sneakily grabbed his phone and held it behind me. I heard the click of the camera sound.

"Did you just take a creep shot of my ass, you pervert?"

Toby blanched, filling me with the bliss of raw, sexual power.

"Geoff, tell your friend not to sneak pictures of my body."

"Toby," Geoff lectured. "Don't sneak pics of Amber's body."

"Exactly!" I waited until his red face seemed ready to burst. "Let me pose. You'll get a better shot that way."

Ignoring Toby's stunned expression, but not the growing bulge in his khakis, I turned around, slightly spread my legs, and bent forward as I placed my hands against the wall. The sharp taper of the loin cloth's back exposed a good third of my butt cheeks in that position, and the garment hung between my legs, exposing every inch of flesh.

"Go on," I urged. "Take it."

Gary's hands shook, but he snapped a shot.

"Now, Gary, what would you like to drink and munch on. You can take anything you want."

When I got to my boyfriend, he was smiling broadly.

"What will you have, stud?"

"Let's start with a kiss."

I jumped into his lap, gyrating a little to entice his friends. When my boyfriend wrapped his hands around my waist, I made a big deal about grabbing his hands and pushing it under my elfin halter. I wiggled in his lap, feeling his cock grow for me, then jumped off his lap, prepared his drinks, and served him.

"You boys ready to raid? I'll go to my desk and get you started."

"Are you going to join us, Amber?"

"Can't. My character already went through this raid with my group. My other avatars aren't up to that level, yet. I'll just enjoy the attention and company. I can advise, but it wouldn't be fair to accompany you guys. You can play with me later, okay?"

Sequestered in my alcove, I set up their mission and set about my leisurely tasks. Mission control wasn't just my work computer; it also controlled all the others. With full administrator privileges, I could monitor any terminal, send any or all of their displays to the big screen, and check any activity.

"How many times did you guys try this raid?" I asked.

"Three," they said in unison.

"Looks like we're going to spawn near the village," Geoff observed. "anybody need to go shopping?"

"Thank you, Amber," John said. "You setup blows mine away. This is awesome, and there's no lag."

As I waited, I eyes my pocket rocket vibrator. I'd teased them mercilessly, and my arousal set my entire body on fire. Resisting the temptation took monumental effort, but I managed to keep myself from buzzing my clit to euphoria. Two fingers gently stroked my gushing pussy as I monitored their chat and cams.

"Her outfit is so sexy," Toby typed to John.

I smiled, evilly. I told them that I could monitor and control everything from where I sat. It wasn't my fault if they ignored my words.

"Whatever she's got on under that costume has to be tiny. I bet her panties are barely there."

I suppressed a giggle, my fingers adding intensity as they stroked my cunt. I waited, reading John complimenting my "perfect tits."

"Hey, Geoff," I loudly said. "I did like you said and didn't wear any panties under this. Do you like it?"

His trio of friends stopped and stared. Geoff laughed good-naturedly. "Sexiest thing ever."

Things settled down as they concentrated on shopping in the village. Toby had his phone out and in his lap. I could see it on his cam. The picture he took of my butt stared up at him.

"I knew it!" Gary messaged Toby. "Geoff's girlfriend is that babe from the last convention."

I heard Toby chuckle, then he typed back, "You mean the one you swore was a porn star? You swore you saw her in a porn video."

"Yeah."

"I remember! You were so embarrassed when you found out she was a programmer. Said that either way, she was jacking material."

"Shit. Now she's G's girlfriend, the lucky bastard."

I quietly removed the cape and sauntered over. I leaned into Gary's compartment, squeezing myself between the partition and his shoulder. My pert breast jammed into his arm as I bent forward.

"Really, Gary? You thought I was a porn star? You saw me in a porn video? That means you stroked off to somebody who looks just like me."

His stunned look elicited laughter.

"Sorry,"I continued. "I'm not laughing at you. Your expression is so cute. Remember, I said that I can monitor and control everything from my system. Don't worry; I'm flattered."

"Sorry, sorry, so sorry."

"Just to set the record straight, I don't do professional porn."

"I didn't mean to offend."

I smiled and whispered into his ear. "Follow me to the kitchen."

I turned on my high heel and walked out of my office, heading toward the kitchen. As I waited, I thought about his comments, and I finger-fucked myself over the thought. A minute later, Gary emerged from the hallway, looking guilty. I smiled at him.

"Come here, Gary."

Cautiously, he approached. I stared into his eyes and gently took his hands. I maneuvered one under the skimpy loin cloth, guiding his fingers to my volcanic cunt. The other one I placed on my tit.

"Have a good feel. If you're going to jerk off over somebody, I'd prefer it be me."

He stood there in sexual shock.

"Well, don't just drool, finger my cunt. That's it. Oh, that feels good."

I leaned back, grinding my hips against his fingers. The naughtiness of being fingered by my boyfriend's buddy while they played games in the next room filled me with taboo horniness. Once Gary got over his shock, I pulled his hand away from my cunt, stuck his fingers in my mouth, and sucked my juices from his hand.

"Just promise me that you'll jack your cock over this later."

He only nodded and stood there, as if in a trance.

"Where'd you run off to?" Geoff inquired when I returned. Gary followed a few steps behind me.

"Oh, your friend, Gary, saw me at the last Battle Realms convention and thought I was a porn star. Since he likes to jack off to cosplaying women, I thought I'd make a deposit in his spank bank."

"Dude, take your seat. We're ready to head out."

"Now, do we take the low road like before and get smashed by the bridge troll, or do we try the high road?" John asked.

"Oh I'll bet you anything that if you take the high road, you'll get spanked."

"Anything," Toby teased. He didn't fluster as easily as the others. "What do you bet?"

I laughed. "If you don't get spanked, I'll let you spank me."

"Really? Geoff, are you alright with this?"

"Guys, guys. If Amber wants you to spank her, who am I to deny the most perfect woman her pleasure?"

"Oh, we're so taking the high road. What do you want if we lose?"

"Tit for tat," I retorted shaking my tits. "I spank you, you naughty boy."

After much chaos, confusion, and shouting, the entire party was wiped out on the high road by the demon minions of Zuul.

"Pay up and bend over."

Laughing and a good sport, Toby stood and walked to the center of the room, bending over. I spanked him with glee, my hand pummeling his posterior until it tingled.

"Oh, look at what I did," I giddily mentioned, pointing to the tent in his pants. "Do you like getting spanked?"

He blushed. "Normally, no. But you spanking me is hot."

"I know. Look at how hard my nipples are! They're making the scales stick out."

"Now take the low road, and fight the troll with fire instead of weapons."

"Of course!" John yelled. "Obvious, once you point it out."

For fun, I logged into my account while they followed my directions. Immediately, I got a friend request notification. Thinking it was one of the guys, I opened it, delighted to discover that it was Kelly from last night.

"Hey, Geoff. Remember Kelly from last night?"

"How could I forget."

"She sent me a friend request."

"Is she one of your friends?" John asked.

"No," I laughed. "She's this super-cool dancer from the club last night. We got a private dance with her."

"Huh? What club?"

"Club Utopia. The strip club."

"Geoff! You took your date to a strip club?"

"No, he didn't," I corrected. "I told him to take me there."

"Amber, you're too cool."

"Dude," Toby messaged Gary. "What did you two do?"

"She let me finger her in the kitchen."

"Fuck you. No, she didn't"

I sent a message to both of their terminals. "Yes, I did. Jealous?"

"Hell, yeah."

I sent Toby a winking face. Then stood up. "I'm going to grab some more edibles from the kitchen. Anyone need anything? Oh, we're low on sandwiches. Toby, be a dear and help me bring them out."

Toby strutted out with me. As soon as we turned the corner, his hand was on my ass.

"How dare you grab my ass over my costume. Put your hand under it, so you don't mess it up."

Overcome with lust, I grabbed his shoulders and forced the handsome man to his knees. Grabbing handfuls of hair, I pulled his face into my steaming mound and ground my wetness over his face.

"Fucking lick it and make me cum."

I was so turned on, that my orgasm hit me almost as soon as tongue flicked over my clit. "That's it. Eat my slutty cunt. Stick your fingers in. Fucking fuck me. Lick my clit. Oh, shit. I'm cumming."

When he stood, his impressive package was threatening to burst his pants' zipper. I smiled and rubbed his erection.

"Come on and help me with the sandwiches."

"What took you so long," Geoff teased when we returned.

"Oh, you know how I am."

"I do, and I love it."

"Oh," I said, looking at my screen. "If you guys survive the zombie horde, you can enter through the secret way in on the North side of the fortress."

"There's a secret way in? I never noticed."

"Of course, you didn't. I designed the castle walls."

They got into their game, and the view from the kiosks' web cams gave me a satisfied smile. Gary's cock was rock hard, and Toby was all smiles. Not wanting to leave my boyfriend out of my fun, I messaged him. "I let Toby lick my cunt. He made me cum."

"Good girl."

"Not your good girl. Call me your dirty whore."

"My good girl is a dirty whore."

"Earth to Geoff. We're being attacked."

"My fault, guys," I admitted. "I was talking dirty to him."

"What do I get if we win?" John asked.

"You've been staring at my tits all night. If you win, you can suck them, right here in front of everybody."

"You cool with this, Geoff?"

"Amber's a free spirit, John. Enjoy it."

"Even if I lose, I think this is the best night of my life. Can we play here all the time."

"You can come by and play any time you like, provided you treat me with respect."

"Deal. Game on!"

I watched them play, finally grabbing my stealth vibrator. I snuck a hand under my top, squeezing my nipples as orgasmic waves of pleasure shot through my core. My legs shook as I came, and I stifled a moan. Still, my body convulsed.

"We won, thanks to your good computer setup. Now, let's see those boobies."

"By the way, Gary," I said as I lifted my top, smiling at their gasps. "That was me at the convention. Come on, John. They won't suck themselves."

The way John timidly approached, constantly glancing at Geoff, was comical. He took so long, that I began playing with my tits. I rubbed and squeezed them, tweaking my nipples. Finally, Viking warrior John clamped his lips over my erect nipples, adding swirling pleasure to the tingles. He savored my tits, and with everyone watching me, I almost had an orgasm just from how hot the moment was.

I pulled his head into my chest. "Bite my fucking nipples. Oh, yes, that's it. Harder. You have hands, use them!"

My hands reached out, stroking his cock. It was much smaller than Geoff's, but hard as steel. I ran my hands up and down the shaft, moving faster and faster. I could feel his hardness begin to throb, but he pulled away, smacking his lips, before I could make him shoot in his pants.

"Okay, guys. To survive the battles, you have to use stealth. Don't draw too much aggression, and shoot from a distance. The Demon King is a badass."

"I don't know if I can fight well. Those edibles a rocking!"

"If you guys survive, I'll reward each and every one of you."

"What do I get?" Geoff asked. Even his tone made me horny.

"Anything you want! I'm yours to use. However, whenever, wherever."

"Geoff, I might have to kill you and assume your life."

"Me too."

"Me three."

"Concentrate, you morons. The big battle is coming up."

The boss-battle was arduous by design. I watched, growing antsy and shouting pointers. My guidance, their resolve and skill, and a little bit of luck all played their parts. Wounded and weak, the adventuring party prevailed. Shouts of joy and celebration ensued.

As they congratulated one another, enjoying themselves, I moved from out from behind my desk and pointed one of my cameras at myself. I sent the image to the big screen. By the time they quieted down, I was kneeling on the floor, my vibrator between my legs, and openly masturbating.

"Holy fucking shit! That's the hottest thing I ever saw."

"I'm not saying I don't love being watched, boys, but who wants their cock sucked? Don't be shy. Come on up and fuck my face."

"I wish I had a girlfriend like you!" Gary professed.

"Be careful what you wish for. You just might get it."

I chanced a glance at Geoff, readying myself for the inevitable fallout. An impassioned moan escaped my lips when I saw the impish smile on his face. He sat on one of the computer desks and raised his glass to me. John and Gary nervously stared at me, then my boyfriend. Toby, being bolder, unzipped his pants and approached.

"You cool with this, Geoff?"

"Sure thing, John. It would be rude not to humor the lady."

I smiled, moaning as the toy buzzed my clit into ecstasy. "He knows my rules. If I want it, I take it, and I want your cocks. Toby, jam your cock in my mouth. I need to suck it."

The man's manhood was slightly longer than average and very thin. It had a dramatic upward curve, perfect for anal. Already fully erect from my teasing, he stood in front of me, the head bobbing up and down less than an inch from my lips.

"Are you going to fuck my face, Geoff?"

"Nope." He smiled, his eyes traveling over my body. "I'm going to watch."

"Perverted voyeur!"

"Dirty slut."

"Come on, guys," I begged. "Jack those cocks over me. I have two hands, you know? I need your cum all over me."

One of my hands left my volcanic pussy, grabbing Toby by his belt. My mouth opened wide, and I lunged my head over his hardness as I roughly pulled him into me. I moaned, my slickened thighs quivering as the vibrator did its magic. He quickly realized that I didn't want him to be gentle. Following my pumping grip, Toby brutalized my mouth.

I removed my mouth from his cock, streams of saliva dripping. "Grab my head and force fuck my slutty mouth. Shoot your wad down my throat, on my face, anywhere you want. Fucking use me; I get off on it."

Toby's hands grabbed my hair, scrunching it in his fists. As soon as I felt his strong grip, I vigorously bobbed my head back and forth. He got the idea and forced my lips up and down the length of his hard-on. My moans grew interspersed with "glugging" sounds and I worked his shaft, coaxing out his hot seed.

John approached from my left and stood there. His body trembled, and his face held an uncertain expression. To assure him, I reached out and stroked his cock through his pants.

"Fuck you're good," Toby moaned. "I'm going to blast off."

I kept bobbing my head over his manhood, delighting in the way the head of his cock slid over my tongue. I felt John back away for a second, his fleshy lance poking into my hand. I saw Gary hovering, masturbating over me.

Toby's body vibrated in pleasure, his back arching, hips thrusting violently, and his hands grabbing my red locks so harshly that he threatened to pull my hair out by the roots.

"Fucking cumming!" he wailed.

The slutty sexiness overcame me, and my trusty toy shot me to the moon of Eros. I screamed in beautiful agony as an intense orgasm welled up in my core, quickly spreading to every nerve in my flesh. I moaned and gasped on the cock in my mouth as my sexual floodgates opened.

As my orgasm tore my soul apart, I felt the hot, salty of Toby's cum shooting into my mouth. I clenched my mouth over his cock, wanting to savor each drop, but he pulled out, stroking his cock, and shot three huge ropes of spunk on my face. His hot pleasure plastered my lips, landed in my hair, and soaked my neck. Being cummed on while orgasming is one of my favorite things. As soon as his hardness began shrinking, I plunged my lips over the very sensitive flesh and licked him clean.

Gary, all smiles, walked up to me, his hand pumping his cock so fast that his hand was a blur. I let go of the vibrator, and it rolled away as I grabbed John's short but very thick member with both hands and pulled him into my eager mouth. Both of my hands grabbed John's butt, and I pulled the entire length into my mouth, my head bobbing.

"Can I, um, touch your pussy, again?" Gary asked.

"Fuck, yes! Finger fuck my slutty cunt. Make me cum." Looking up at John, who was panting and quivering, I said, "I know what you want."

I smiled my fuck-me-hard grin and pulled up my elfin halter top, exposing my heaving breasts and hard nipples. Straightening my back and thrusting my tits forward made John moan. He stared at my pert mounds, grabbing his cock, and aiming it at my tits.

I smiled at him, then screamed with pleasure when Gary's fingers began running through my soaked cunt lips. I reached out and fondled John's balls and was rewarded with him shooting a massive load all over my breasts.

"That's it, you hot fucking stud. Blast your cum all over my tits."

"Oh, fuck, Amber. Thank you. Thank you."

I smiled at my victims, my hand playing in the cum. I saturated my finger and sucked the jizz off of it. Gary's efforts were appreciated, but he was a bit clumsy. Feeling inspired, I pushed him down to the floor and crawled over him. His cock was average in every way.

I straddled Gary's face and fingered myself as I took the head of his cock into my cum-saturated mouth. As soon as his fingers touched my throbbing clit, I took the full length of John's cock down my throat and sucked as hard as I could, my tongue swirling over the shaft. I felt his sack tighten, and his man-flesh throbbed in my mouth.

"I'm going to cum," he moaned.

I bobbed up and down as fast as I could and felt his cock erupt in my mouth. Greedily sucking, I swallowed every drop as he convulsed beneath my gyrating body.

"Aah," I lamented after I rolled off of Gary. "You got cum on my outfit." I shrugged and pulled off the scaly top. "Guess I need to clean it off."

All three of my new friends moaned when my tongue snaked out, and I licked the salty goodness from my costume.

"Just so you guys know," I said. "Don't assume I'm yours to use. When I want it, I'll let you know, okay?"

They all agreed to my terms.

"In that case, when's your next raid? I always wanted to have multiple cocks to play with while I game."

"Um, I'm free tomorrow."

"I have to work, but I can quit."

I moaned and rubbed the cum into my skin. "That was so fucking hot. I hope you're up for another marathon like last night, Geoff."

To Be Continued...